*Mild Sexual Content*
Logan, Natasha, and Alina quickly made their way over to where Thorin was training with Kili, both of Dwarves shirtless. Thorin's muscles rippled as he blocked Kili's attack. Alina was mesmerized, but she wasn't the only one. Alina noticed that standing not too far from the practice field, was Tauriel and her eyes were transfixed on Kili. Alina excused herself from Logan and Natasha and made her way over towards the Elf. Alina silently teleported next to the Elf maiden.
"I see you like what you're seeing, don't you Tauriel?" Alina asks with a smirk.
Tauriel looks down at the little woman. "I am sure I don't know what you are talking about, Alina," Tauriel says with a blush.
Alina nods towards the ring. "You know, it is alright to admire what right in front of you. Kili is a fine specimen, not as fine as his Uncle but still."
Tauriel lets out a laugh. "Alright I'm caught, yes he is quite handsome without a shirt on and I am enjoying the view." Both women laugh.
Thorin is distracted by the sound of his One's laughter. He turns toward the sound and completely ignoring Kili, giving Kili the chance to playfully tackle his Uncle.
"OOF!" Thorin groans out as he hits the ground. "Get off me, you great oaf!"
He chastises Kili. Kili gets off his Uncle with a cheeky grin. "Just thought I'd take advantage of your distraction Uncle to remind you to pay attention." Thorin gives Kili a playful shove and walks towards his beloved.
"Hello, my sweetheart," Thorin says, completely ignoring Tauriel, "Are you feeling any better, my darling?"
Thorin hugs and kisses her, his hand drifting to her belly. Alina places her hand over Thorin's.
"Oh, I feel much better, my love. The Elves gave me something to settle my stomach. They also gave me some extra herbs to help with my morning sickness for the remainder of my pregnancy."
Thorin frowned. "My heart, you don't need anything from *them* to help with your morning sickness. I'm sure Oin could have given you something for it as well."
Thorin said then glanced suspiciously at Tauriel. Alina slapped Thorin on the arm. "Thorin please, Lord Elrond and his healers were only trying to help."
Thorin huffed, "I suppose since it came from The Elves of Rivendell, it can not be all bad." He conceded.
Alina gave Tauriel an apologetic look, the She-Elf only smile and slowly walked away.
The sparing continued well into the evening. At which time it was ordered that all soldiers cease training. They were to enjoy their last feast before the battle tomorrow but no ale would be provided. Thorin continued to train with Dwalin for a while longer. Dwalin was very worried about his friend and King. He was so worried it was becoming a distraction. Frustrated, Thorin drives his sword into the ground and approaches Dwalin.
"What is the matter with you? I might as well be sparing with a Dwarfling!"
Dwalin finally made eye contact with Thorin. "I'm just worried about you and the lads that's all."
Thorin understood everyone was worried about him, Fili, and Kili. From his wife and her friends to Lord Elrond and The Lady Galadriel. Thranduil couldn't care less.
"I know you are my friend, but everything will be fine." Dwalin was about to protest when Thorin held up his hand, "I know what my fate is in Alina's world and that Damn Book. But my fate in THIS world has long since changed, Dwalin. With Alina's arrival, everything changed. I was fated to live out the remainder of my life alone and die a horrible meaningless death. And now all of that has changed. I am now fated to be a good husband to my wife, a loving father to my unborn child and King of Erebor. My life has meaning to it now. And I tell you this Dwalin, I'll be damned before I lose what I have been blessed with now."
Dwalin clapped him on the shoulders. "Come on then, back to training."
In a camp in Dale, a Dwarf sits alone wishing he could hold his Azyungal one more time before this battle. He suddenly hears a noise behind him. He quickly turns around and out of the shadows steps Sigrid.
"My love, what are you doing here? You should be with the other women and children."
Sigrid smiles at Fili making him weak in the knees. Now he understood how his Uncle felt.
"I brought you something to eat and I want to spend some time with you, my love."
Fili beams at her and opens his arms to her. She gladly steps into his warm embrace.
The whole time Fili is eating Sigrid is admiring his beauty. Because there was no other way to describe him but beautiful. She felt all the love for him swell up in her heart almost making it hard to breathe. Sigrid let out a slow breath trying to calm herself and also trying not to alert Fili or he would worry over nothing. After Fili finished eating, they continued talking about everything and anything except the battle tomorrow.
"I can not wait until our wedding! We will have it wherever you want, my love." Fili said, "Here in Dale or in Erebor wherever makes you happy. It will be done the way you want it…"
Sigrid was no longer listening. She suddenly felt a stirring within her as she watched Fili babble on happily about their wedding. She suddenly realized what it was.
She grabbed Fili's face and kissed him fiercely, pressing herself against him. Fili got the hint and his body couldn't help but respond. He kissed her back just as fiercely. Biting her lip to gain entrance, his tongue explored her beautiful mouth and tongue. She timidly followed his example. Fili let his hands run along the sides of her body. But when she took his hand and pressed it to her breast, he came to his senses.
"My love, we can not. Not until we are married"
Sigrid shook her head in protest. "No, Fili, I don't want to wait until then. I want you now."
Understanding entered Fili's eyes. He took her by her shoulders and looked deep in her eyes. "Sigrid, I am not going to die, we do not have to rush."
She shook her head. "That is not it, my love. I love you so much my heart aches. I need to show you how much. I need to share it with you. I need you, Fili. I need to love you."
Fili was shocked by her confession, he was also touched. He took off his coat, laying it aside then he began to undress. Sigrid flicked her wrist and a straw mattress she had stashed for Fili came out of the shadows. It settled itself in an alcove where no one would be able to see them. Fili smiled at her, he liked and was very proud that her confidence in her powers had grown.
Fili took her hand and led her to the mattress. He stepped out of his boots and was down to his tunic and trousers. She ran her hands along his chest, making him shudder in anticipation. He kissed Sigrid again only more gently. Fili began to undress her, kissing along her exposed skin as he lowered her dress. She covered herself in modesty.
"Do not hide yourself from me, my love. Let me worship you."
Slowly and with a blush, Sigrid pulled her hands away so Fili could see his future wife. Fili growled in appreciation.
"You are perfection, Azyungâl."
Her confidence growing, Sigrid reaches for Fili removing his tunic and undoing the laces to his trousers. Fili let his trousers drop standing there quietly completely naked while Sigrid admired his perfect body.
"You are so beautiful, my love." Fili blushed at her words
Sigrid's eyes wandered over Fili's strong, scarred body until they wandered lower. She gasped at the size of his manhood. Swollen and throbbing anxiously waiting for her. She had an uncontrollable urge to touch him. She reached out to touch him but pulled back.
"Touch me, my love, I am yours to do with as you please," Fili whispered his encouragement.
She reached for him again. Her fingers grazing his tip, Fili let out a gasp and closed his eyes. She immediately pulled away. "Did I hurt you?"
Fili opens his eyes, they are black with lust. "No, my darling, that felt so good please do not stop."
With a grin, Sigrid began to run her hand along his length. It felt so strange but good. Like silk over steel. She was enjoying that the more she stroked Fili the more he would moan and writhe under her touch.
Fili couldn't take it anymore. He swatted her hand away, picked her up, carried her to the mattress and laid her down. He began kissing and licking up and down her body.
"Mine!" He mumbled as he kissed and suckled on her breasts. It must be a Durin thing.
"Yes, Fili, I am yours and yours alone." Sigrid gasps. Fili slowly inserts two fingers inside her to prepare her.
Once she is ready for him, Fili positions himself at her entrance. "I am sorry, my love, but this may hurt. Hold onto me."
Sigrid does as Fili tells her. Slowly he pushes his way in. Sigrid gasps but feels no pain just a pinch.
Fili immediately stops. "I am sorry, my love, did I hurt you too badly?" Fili asks concern straining his voice.
"No, my heart, I feel fine, please do not stop."
Fili continues until he bottoms out, then he waits for her to adjust. Sigrid moves her hips causing them both to moan.
"Can you move now, my love?" Fili does as she asks.
They end up making love three times before Sigrid leaves just before dawn. He helps her dress and kisses her sweetly. She gives him one last hug before she leaves.
"Be careful, my love, I will be waiting for you," Sigrid tells him as she leaves to go with the other women and children. Little did they know that they had just created a little life this very night.
While Fili spends a glorious night with his One. In another part of Dale on the roof of a building sits the youngest Durin with a She-Elf of his dreams. Kili looks down at his hands, he has no idea how to broach the subject of his feelings. He wishes he had asked Alina first to tell him if Tauriel felt anything for him like she did for Fili and Sigrid. Her and that nose. Instead, he just sat there quietly reveling in the presence of HIS One. Of that he was certain.
"I love you, Tauriel!"
It just came tumbling out of his mouth. Kili actually meant to say something else but it didn't work out that way. Tauriel gave him a most surprised look. She had an idea that Kili felt that way, but nevertheless, Tauriel wasn't sure. Her heart began to sing. And Kili began to backpedal.
"What I meant to say is that I love how you are so brave in the face of battle. Not that I love you. That would be ridiculous. How could a Dwarf love an Elf or better said how could an Elf love a Dwarf?" Kili looked at Tauriel out of the corner of his eye.
Tauriel was very amused by Kili's nervous babbling. She took him by the shoulders. "Kili, Kili!" She shook him gently trying to get him out of his rant, "Kili! I love you too A'maelamim (My Beloved)."
Kili blinked a few times before understanding finally reached his eyes. "You, you love me too, Tauriel?"
Kili started to get this stupid grin on his face as the realization started to sink in. His One returned his feeling! Tauriel placed a hand on either side of his face.
"Yes, my silly Dwarf, I love you. Elves do not have Ones as Dwarves do. But if we did, you Kili would definitely be mine. I have never loved anyone like you before and doubt I ever will."
Then she gave him a chaste but no less passionate kiss. Kili was ecstatic.
"Once this is all over we will begin courting officially. And just like Fili and Sigrid we'll get married in six months, maybe have a double wedding!"
Tauriel began to tear up. "My love, I do not think it will be that simple. You forget the bad blood between our races. I'm sure your Uncle will never allow our relationship." Tauriel said as tears spilled down her cheeks.
Kili wrapped his arms around her waist trying to comfort her. "Amrâlimê, things will work out, do not worry. If I have to I will ask Alina to help us as she helped Fili and Sigrid." He said with a hopeful smile. "I know she will help us!" Kili said as he stood on his tip toes to kiss Tauriel.
Back at the camp, Alina watched her husband spar with Dwalin. He looked so majestic as he spars with Dwalin, an air of determination about him. It just made her fall even more in love with him but…
"Stop worrying I can smell your anxiety from across the camp." The Wolverine says as he steps out of the darkness, "You have nothing-"
Alina cuts him off. "Please don't tell me that, Logan. I have everything to worry about. Anything could wrong, sure he may not be killed by Azog but that doesn't mean another stupid Orc doesn't do it. Or a stray arrow or a Troll or-"
Now it was Logan's turn. "Would you stop it! I gave you my word that nothing will happen to Thorin and I meant it. Have I ever gone back on my word before?" She shakes her head no, "Well, there you go. I've never gone back on my word and I'm not about to start with you." Logan gives her a hug and she mutters into his jacket.
"Thanks, Logan."
He kisses the top of her head. "Anytime, Kid."
That night in the tents. Thorin came in to find his beautiful wife sleeping in a sheer nightgown that by moonlight revealed everything to him. Thorin's breathing hitched and not for the first time did he think he was a lucky, lucky Dwarf to have such a woman love him. Thorin looked at the cloud covered moon and did something he had not done in years. He got down on his knees and prayed.
*Thank you, Mahal, for blessing me with this gift though I know I don't deserve it. Thank you for bringing my One into my life and in turn giving us a child. I promise I will love and cherish them for the rest of my life. Hopefully, you will allow me a long life now that I have someone to live for. Please, I beg you Mahal, protect my One and my child tomorrow. Keep them safe if I am unable to. And always protect and keep them safe should something happen to me.*
Slowly Thorin opened his eyes and felt his heartless burdened and more confident about tomorrow. Once again the moonlight shines down on his wife. She looked like an angel, his angel. Thorin fully undressed and slid into bed with his wife. She immediately cuddled closer to him. He began to kiss her head tenderly, trying to gently wake her. Thorin tilted her head back and kissed her lips. She slowly began to respond to his familiar, but beautiful lips. When she finally opened her eyes, she looked into those impossibly blue eyes. Alina was speechless, all she could do was smile. Thorin's breath hitched and he pulled away.
He smiled back. "Hello, my beloved" He whispers then kisses her deeply until she sighs. Thorin breaks the kiss with a smile on his face.
"Hello, my Darling Husband."
He kisses her again gently running his hand up and down her spine. "I love you with all my heart, Alina," Thorin whispers, "I have never known it was possible for me to be this happy. I've never been this happy, not even before the fall of Erebor. You mean more to me that all the gold in this mountain. Though it took you leaving me to realize it."
Thorin closes his eyes at the horrible memory and took a shuttering breath. "You and the baby are my life now. Whatever happens, tomorrow know this: I love you above all others, even my own life. I would gladly die for you and the baby." A tear runs down his cheek into his beard.
Alina sat up more in bed and place a hand over Thorin's mouth. "Don't say such things, my love. Everything will turn out fine. I'm not going to let anything happen to you. What would we do without you?" Taking his hand and placing it her belly.
"We need you, Thorin, so I forbid you to die tomorrow!"
Thorin laughs and kisses her hand. "Yes, my Queen, whatever you command."
She kisses him sweetly on the lips but it becomes more urgent. Alina breaks the kiss and whispers. "Make love to me, my King."
Thorin lays her down on the bed. "As you command, my Queen." They make love until almost dawn.