And When He Saw Her Raised for the Slaughter, Abraham's Daughter Raised Her Bow

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[kilimanjaro]

[Kili can't stop touching her, can't stop kissing her. He wants more but he wants to cherish this too. Still, there's a soft chuckle at her suggestion.]

Wait for what? We may never get a chance like this again.

[He thumbs tentatively over a nipple, pressing in a little harder.]

Tauriel...I want this.

[daughteroftheforest]

Never?

[She smiles at him, shaking her head.] A moment ago I told you that if this happens between us, it's until death parts us. That's hardly never.

[She runs her hand along his jaw.]

But I want this too.

[kilimanjaro]

I know. [One hand retreats to wrap around her torso and pull her closer to him.] Who knows when death might come for me?

[Kili nuzzles into her hand, kissing her palm.]

I-I've never done this before. [He admits it sheepishly, cheeks going pink.]

[daughteroftheforest]

The same could be said for me. We are both warriors, are we not?

[She is pressed up against him in the water now, and quite happy to be so. She can't help but writhe a little against him.]

Nor have I.

[kilimanjaro]

We are.

[He's breathless, fully aroused and pink cheeked. Taking a deep breath, he tries to think of how to best go about this.]

Sh-should we get out of the water, or...?

[The height difference might be a bit of an issue here.]

[daughteroftheforest]

We could, if you wanted.

[Oh, Kili. Height matters less when you're horizontal!]

But we could stay here in the water as well. Either way, the stars will be witness.

[kilimanjaro]

[Kili pauses for a moment before nodding. As much as he hates to break contact, it might be easier to actually get out on the shore. He pulls her down with him to the surprisingly sandy shore and means to move over her, but the wound in his thigh disagrees and he sinks onto his back with a little sound of complaint.]

Um...

[daughteroftheforest]

[She shifts onto her side, expression turning to one of concern.]

Your leg. [Her brow furrows in concern and her voice comes in a murmur.] I could attempt to heal it once more.

[kilimanjaro]

Tauriel, not now.

[Are you serious, elf girl? Kili's uncomfortably aroused and you want to press herbs into his leg?]

[daughteroftheforest]

You seemed in pain. [And pain does tend to divert from other interests.

Instead she runs her hand along his side, moving to kiss his shoulder. There are definitely other things she'd like to involve pressing.]

[kilimanjaro]

[Kili stills as she leans over, licking his lips as he watches her.]

Not much...