Tauriel would have sworn that her people did not become breathless, not in the manner that Kili's hands on her breasts rendered her. It was a wordless gasp on her lips as her body arched into his hand on its own accord. It was a heady sensation, to feel so out of control, but she did not fear it. She trusted in Kili to not harm her. Truly, it seemed as if he would do the opposite to her.

"Please do not stop," she moaned, her voice low with heat and desire that she had never felt before. Her head dropped to his shoulder as her fingers clutched more tightly at him. "I need you, Kili. More than I have ever needed another."