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

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[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...