[Well, he invites her to, and so she does. Starting at his shoulder and along his bicep, then across his chest. She's visibly intrigued by the texture.]
To think. I've been accustomed to nothing but smooth skin all my life.
[It tickles a little, and a shiver runs down Kili's spine at the light touches. He watches her hand move and swallows, taking this opportunity to look at her while she's observing him.
Clearly she wouldn't mind, right? After all, she's...doing the same to him. All that smooth skin, glistening in the moonlight, so fair and exquisite Kili's honestly not sure if Tauriel isn't a star herself trapped in a physical form.]
If it helps, I've never seen such smooth skin as yours in my life.
[Kili reaches out without thinking, fingers tracing over the smooth skin of her arm. If the texture of hair is strange to Tauriel, the lack thereof is equally as strange to Kili.
He smiles at her words, looking up at her.] As a child, I was teased a lot for...looking and acting more like an elf. So perhaps we're not so different.
[The tips of her fingers linger on his chin, flexing and relaxing so the bristles of his facial hair rub against them. She doesn't seem to realize she's doing it.]
[One might think that because she is from a beautiful people, she would not be effected by such compliments. But she smiles, and rather girlishly too.]
Thank you. I think you are beautiful too.
[That isn't the right word, but she doesn't have one to describe the allure she feels, he's just so different and she finds it fascinating. Now both hands curve against his face.]
[She's the one to kiss him. It is perhaps, slightly awkward, because she's never done it before, his mouth is warm and she enjoys the way his scruff bristles against her skin.]
[It takes him by surprise but he accepts it happily, lips curving into a smile as he leans up as much as he can to kiss her back. The hand on her cheek slides up into red hair, nails scraping lightly against her scalp.]
[She kneels in the water so her head is at level with his. Her hair floats around her, wafting gently to and fro as she leans in once more and kisses him.]
[Kili smiles and leans in more against her, feeling the press of her skin against his as he kisses her back. He's kissed girls before, but it was nothing serious, nothing more than a drunken bet on most nights.
Most the time he got shoved off or punched.
But this is different. There's something about her, about all of her, that resonates with him. His heart beats faster, something almost aching in his chest.]
[There has been some distance between their bodies during these kisses, but as they continue, that space gradually lessens. Eventually it's all but gone, and her hair lazily fans out all around them.
Even if she knows they are getting carried away, she doesn't quite have the agency to stop herself yet.]
[Kili's too caught up to even really realize how they're pressed far too close and how his body is already starting to respond. One arm ends up around Tauriel's neck, the other at her side.
He pulls back for a moment to breathe, pressing his forehead lightly to hers.] Tauriel...
[He feels hot even in the cool water, caught up in Tauriel and everything that she is. She nuzzles against him and he laughs softly, his hand wandering across her side, thumb stroking just beneath her breast.]
Tauriel...you... [He breathes it out, trying to find a way to say what it is he's feeling. It's more than just desire, it's...a strange sense of...completion.]
[Her tone is very gentle, and while she doesn't remove his hand, there's a certain reticence.]
When we say those words the first time, it is rare that they are ever uttered in that way to another ever again. When we give our love, it is forever, and we do not stray.
[Kili's eyes meet hers, and he licks his lips, clearly thinking over his words before he speaks.]
We find another similarity between our peoples, then. Dwarves love monogamously. Fiercely. It's said to be like a fire that never dies, flames only to be stoked hotter. [Fingers brush across her cheek.] I think I'm starting to understand that now.
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To think. I've been accustomed to nothing but smooth skin all my life.
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Clearly she wouldn't mind, right? After all, she's...doing the same to him. All that smooth skin, glistening in the moonlight, so fair and exquisite Kili's honestly not sure if Tauriel isn't a star herself trapped in a physical form.]
If it helps, I've never seen such smooth skin as yours in my life.
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Our people are very different. I did not think I would find so much of the same spirit in another who was not of the elves.
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He smiles at her words, looking up at her.] As a child, I was teased a lot for...looking and acting more like an elf. So perhaps we're not so different.
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[Her hand lifts to drag along his cheek.] No man of the elves has that.
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I like what you have. It's very [She searches for a word.] rakish.
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Is that good?
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[The tips of her fingers linger on his chin, flexing and relaxing so the bristles of his facial hair rub against them. She doesn't seem to realize she's doing it.]
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You shine like a star, Tauriel. You're beautiful.
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Thank you. I think you are beautiful too.
[That isn't the right word, but she doesn't have one to describe the allure she feels, he's just so different and she finds it fascinating. Now both hands curve against his face.]
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Truly?
[Kili's voice is breathless, and he stretches up on his toes to be closer to her.]
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[She's the one to kiss him. It is perhaps, slightly awkward, because she's never done it before, his mouth is warm and she enjoys the way his scruff bristles against her skin.]
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I should I apologize, for presuming, but I wouldn't mean it.
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Don't apologize. Kiss me again instead.
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Most the time he got shoved off or punched.But this is different. There's something about her, about all of her, that resonates with him. His heart beats faster, something almost aching in his chest.]
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Even if she knows they are getting carried away, she doesn't quite have the agency to stop herself yet.]
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He pulls back for a moment to breathe, pressing his forehead lightly to hers.] Tauriel...
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Kili...
[She is unable to resist nuzzling against him, and feeling that gentle rasp along her skin.]
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Tauriel...you... [He breathes it out, trying to find a way to say what it is he's feeling. It's more than just desire, it's...a strange sense of...completion.]
I think I love you.
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[Her tone is very gentle, and while she doesn't remove his hand, there's a certain reticence.]
When we say those words the first time, it is rare that they are ever uttered in that way to another ever again. When we give our love, it is forever, and we do not stray.
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We find another similarity between our peoples, then. Dwarves love monogamously. Fiercely. It's said to be like a fire that never dies, flames only to be stoked hotter. [Fingers brush across her cheek.] I think I'm starting to understand that now.
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[But she turns her head and kisses his fingers before turning her gaze back to his.]
We are both very young and very foolish, aren't we?
[They could be foolish together.]
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