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Kíli kissed her deeply as he made her rise from the seat. He needed her true form to comprehend how beautiful she really was. He looked up on her, the beauty beyond anything he had ever beheld. He held her in his arms, and knew that she returned his love.
Kíli was suddenly filled with fear, and felt his power leave him in a moment of despair. He had hoped for nothing but her love in return, but now that he had her heart, he felt a grave pain in his own; for she was indeed a woodland elf, and he was a dwarven prince of Erebor. What was he then to do now? What did she expect of him? Kíli knew there could be no future for them. He grew cold in his heart as he realised their love was an impossible dream.
Tauriel looked into the eyes of her love as she rose, her smile sweet with joy as she had yet to recognise the pain in his eyes. When she did notice, she thought it to be uncertainty of his love for her, for he did not speak, and did not move, and he slowly let go of her.
She put a hand on both sides of his face, looked deep into his eyes, and kissed him, like he had kissed her only moments before. Kíli kissed her back and felt a single tear run down his cheek, for his love was too great. All he wanted was she.
«I do love you, Kíli,» she breathed and kissed him again. Her lips were soft and sweet, and he felt his entire body trembling. «I demand nothing more than your heart, would you let me have it, as you have mine.»
«You do have my heart, Tauriel, my love,» Kíli breathed and touched a hand to her face. He kissed her softly, but the sound of his voice and his expression were both heavy with sadness. Tauriel saw, and backed away from her lover's arms. She looked at him, and was at a loss.
«What then is it that grieves you?» She demanded, her own heart growing heavy with worry. She realised what was troubling him the same moment he was about to open his mouth and reveal it.
«You cannot marry me,» she whispered astonished, mostly to herself. She should have known this from the start. She was uncertain if she had known it deep down, simply not wanting to acknowledge the fact, for her heart was not surprised, only sad.
Kíli took her hand and looked into her eyes. «But, my love, it does not mean that I do not belong to you. For I do. I love you more than the mountain is tall, and the gold that flows in her veins. I love you more than life itself, and if you love me too I will give you all that you desire. But, no, we cannot marry. The laws of my people deny us. But, my love, what does it matter? If we are true to one another, isn't that enough?»
«I desire only you, and your heart,» she said, a single tear rolling down her cheek of his great words and her broken heart. She felt the time slow, as her mind raced to find a solution, to find some way around. But she found none, and she would not make him deny his peoples laws simply for her.
«If we cannot marry-» Tauriel started, to her own amazement «-then I never will, for you are my man, the only one I will ever have.»
She put her hands on his face and kissed him deeply, swallowing her fears and expectations. Being loved by this man was all she craved, and if they never were to marry, it would be the same. All she needed to know was that he loved her.
Kíli felt his heart lighten with her words, and looked at her for a second, stopping their kissing. Tauriel was more magical than ever illuminated by the light of the stars. She looked down at him, with beautiful, emerald eyes. Kíli felt his great love for this elf and he felt breathless as he hugged her body against his own.
He had never anticipated something like this to escalade from their evening walk. He had only ever wanted to be in her mere presence. This was something different. He didn't just want to be near her, he needed it. Kíli needed to feel the warmth of her skin to his; to feel her soft lips and tongue move in rhythm with his; to feel her hands on his body as well as his on hers. It was no longer their choice to make. It was written in the stars of this night's sky, that they would love each other, from now and to the end of time.
Kíli pressed his forehead to hers for a second. Her scent was sweet and her warmth was nice in the evening air. When he opened his eyes he smiled as happily as he ever had, knowing this creature belonged to him, however unlikely it would seem.
Tauriel felt her body fill with joy, as she touched his strong chin. She knew she was forever lost in the eyes of the dwarf prince, and she wouldn't have it any other way. She was his, completely. She knew that now.
Kíli put his arms around her and lifted her up. He carried her further into the forest where he laid her down on a soft bed of flowers and moss, illuminated by the stars. He held her waist as he lay down on top of her, and continued to kiss her.
Tauriel felt his body on hers, and was breathless, not of the weight but the joy of it. She grasped at his open shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. He threw it away.
Tauriel let her hands follow the shapes of his naked, hairy, muscled chest, shoulders and back. She could feel his tension and joy as she touched him. His body was on fire, and she took great pleasure in the warmth of his skin and the strength of his muscles. She held his shoulders as he continued to kiss her neck and shoulders.
Tauriel rolled over, so Kíli was on his back in the moss and she was on top. Kíli laughed and dragged a lock of her hair behind her pointy ear. However much it confused him, he liked her way of taking control. She kissed him. To his surprise she then stood.
He put both hands behind his head and watched her as she started to remove her dress. When Tauriel finally stepped out of it, Kíli felt his heart beat a thousand times faster than usual. He was suddenly afraid, for her beauty was too much to comprehend for his dwarven mind. How could a creature be so flawless, so pure and perfect? Her skin was white and fair in the light of the stars, and her shapes were soft and beautiful. He yearned for her more than any gem any dwarf had ever yearned.
Tauriel laughed softly as she saw Kíli's reaction. He looked as if he had seen something impossible, something too good for this world. And she was for the first time in her life totally sure of herself. For if he loved her so, what was there to be shy of?
Tauriel sat down in front of him, and touched his chin softly with her hand. Kíli reached to touch the middle of her chest, letting his hand softly follow the shape of her breast. She smiled and laid back down on her back in the moss.
Kíli moved to lie beside her, and leaning on his arm he watched her in the soft light. She began to sing again, of the evening star that loved the moon. He couldn't control himself, as he leaned in and kissed her deeply, cutting off the beautiful sound of her voice. Tauriel laughed silently while their lips and tongues moved together in a sweet rhythm.
He again moved to lie on top of her, and her soft fingers played with his hair, hanging down over her face. She felt totally at peace, and Kíli kissed her again, softly this time, so their lips barely met. Tauriel felt a tingling move down her body from his soft, warm lips, so she put her arms around his neck and reached up to kiss him more.
Kíli held a hand under her waist, and the other he used to hold himself up from her, so he wouldn't be too heavy on her soft body. He was still wary of her elven lightness, and afraid he would hurt her.
Beholding her beauty, he felt it was their wedding night, as they were married to each other by mind and soul, simply missing the ceremony. He felt as happy as he imagined a newly wed dwarf felt, knowing a creature of beauty belonged to him alone.
He let his hand trace her shapes, over her waist and hip, down her soft leg. She was perfect, with soft, white skin that shone in the night.
Their kissing grew more and more passionate. Tauriel let her hand slid down his abs and further down. She started to pull the strings to loosen his pants, and Kíli smiled playfully, as she yanked awkwardly, unfamiliar with the stringing of the pants he was wearing.
Kíli grabbed her hand and squeezed it lightly, as to say: "Do you really want this?" though he realised, as she was naked, lying underneath him, such a question seemed rather excessive. So he kissed her hand softly before he let it go, and undid his pants effortlessly.
As he kicked it off Tauriel felt her eyes grow big, for she had not anticipated his anatomy to be so disproportionate. She had never seen a naked man before this night, but she was pleasantly surprised. She reached and touched him carefully, out of curiosity mainly. Kíli sighed with joy when she touched him, so she smiled and kissed him as she continued to caress him for a little while.
When he laid down over her again, with one hand caressing her breast, he used the other to touch her leg. She squealed laughingly as he squeezed her thigh a little rougher than earlier. She enjoyed his rough hands, to her own surprise.
She wrapped her legs about his hips when he started to press her body towards his, with one hand under the small of her back. He kissed her breast and neck passionately while he caressed her cheek.
Kíli felt his need for her growing. He felt the crave throughout his body, especially after she had touched him. It was a sensation he had never experienced, and he suddenly knew exactly what he wanted to do to her.
He kissed her deeply, and moved his body to hers for the first time.
Tauriel gasped of the sharp pain. It was nothing like getting pierced by an arrow or knife, though it hurt as much. It was a pain unlike any she had felt before, for this pain she welcomed, as it was his doing.
He moved softly, grasping her thigh more from the pleasure. Tauriel dig her fingers into Kíli's back, and bit down on her lip to stop her from crying out. Suddenly she felt something else. The pain was softly fading, and Tauriel experienced something new, something better than the pain, and yet it too made her moan.
Kíli looked at her then, and realised she was hurting. He touched her face softly; heavy with guilt that he had pained her. But Tauriel smiled to ease his mind, kissing him again. She didn't want to stop, for she liked to feel connected to the dwarf, and the feelings it brought. She suddenly felt her eyes fill with water of her endless happiness, and she damned the tears flowing down her cheeks. Kíli stopped complete now, and wiped her face of the tears, his eyes filled with worry.
«My love,» he breathed and released his body from hers. He took her in his arms and held her tight. «I am sorry if I caused you pain,» Kíli said, and kissed her forehead, as if he was afraid that if he ever touched her in a loving way again she would fall apart.
Tauriel would not have it, for she was not sad. The tears she could not explain, but she got out of his grip. She pushed him so he was on his back, and she lay down on top of him.
«Do not apologise,» she said smiling, «for I am not hurt.»
Tauriel kissed his lips, and continued to kiss his chin, and then his chest. She continued to kiss him down to his navel and further down. She smiled when she heard Kíli catch his breath.
When she went to kiss his lips again, he was breathing heavily with lust and she smiled when he grabbed her and rolled her over on her back in the grass. It became some sort of fight for the right to be on top, which Kíli of course won.
Tauriel grabbed his neck and kissed him fiercely. She suddenly realised she had the same adrenaline as when in battle, at which she laughed silently. She found it to be an ironic comparison.
When Kíli entered her again, she gasped, this time by pleasure rather than pain. She felt exhilarated and moved with him, her legs wrapped around his hips, her hands grasping his muscled back and neck.
Kíli kissed her as he moved his body in rhythm with hers, and he suddenly felt pleasures he had never known existed.
Tauriel felt the same pleasures as she ravelled in this new experience, closing her eyes to feel all of it explode within her body and mind. She felt as if stars played behind her eyes and she held her breath as she let the sparkles fill her body with an exhilarating sensation.
Their movement slowed finally, and Kíli collapsed exhausted on Tauriel. She laughed faintly and played with his hair as he lay with his head on her chest. He touched the skin of her arm softly and breathed heavy to regain his breath.
Kíli suddenly raised his head to look at her, and kissed her lips sweetly and for a long time before looking at her again. «How do you feel?» He asked, his eyes filled with worry again, and Tauriel only shook her head and smiled blissfully.
«I do not know, my love. I feel… alive, far more so than ever before,» she said with emphasis on each word. She touched his face. Kíli grabbed her hand and kissed her fingertips, before he lay back down on her chest, and she continued to caress his hair.
«I do not want to leave this place,» Kíli whispered, and he wasn't even sure if he meant for her to answer or not, still she did.
«Don't be sad, Kíli,» she said and touched his face lovingly. «You know that I will always be with you, in your heart, as you are in mine. That way we will never be apart from each other, and keep each other safe.»
Kíli looked at her again as his eyes filled with water. She too was crying, but she smiled, and kissed his lips sweetly.
And Kíli could still feel that kiss on his lips, even the next day, as they stood and said farewell to everyone. He watched Tauriel get on her horse, her eyes locked on his, a tear rolling down her milky white cheek and her auburn hair dancing as the horse stirred.
All the elves of Rivendell had come to say goodbye to their friends of Mirkwood, and their less dear dwarf associates. Lord Elrond stood amidst them as the forest elves got on their horses and said their farewells. The dwarves were packing up their ponies and were also ready to take leave.
«Fare well, my friends. It's been a fine and successful meeting. You may all visit if you ever come to these parts again,» Elrond said with a friendly smile. With that the elves took their leave, and Kíli watched Tauriel as she tightened her reigns and prepared for the journey ahead. She mouthed a last: «Goodbye, my love,» and turned her horse with the other elves and were gone from Rivendell.
Kíli felt a tear of his own release from his eye, and said: «Goodbye, Tauriel, my star.»
Kíli jumped as he felt the hand of his brother on his shoulder.
«Ready to leave, Kee?» Fíli smiled as if nothing was wrong and clapped his brother on the back without even noticing his sadness. And Kíli knew it was better this way, still in his heart he was with his love in the forest, and he could feel her kiss on his lips, as soft and warm as if she was really there.
And he knew that their love was true.