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I was thinking you could come over and make a mess of my bed with me. So that I can't sleep without thinking of you. And maybe my couch. And table. And every wall and surface available in here.

I could never say no to that.
just tell me where you live. I will be there as soon as my feet can take me.

[Insert one address.]

I'll leave the door unlocked. Just come in. I'll be ready.

Fíli didn't bother answering the last text. Too much in a rush to get there, and already having said that he would come by, he simply pocketed the phone, straightened himself up, then put on his jacket. Not because he needed it, in fact he felt a little too hot right now, but it did help with hiding the quite obvious bulge in his trousers, so at least he could make his way over to her place without drawing too much attention to himself.

It was not difficult to find his way, already used to the streets and pathways of this city. And as soon as he got there, he promptly got the door open, closing it behind him as he stepped inside. He started looking around immediately, trying to spot her.

Though he had a feeling he knew where she was - he just needed to know which way to her room.

So shrugging off his jacket, he called out. "Riley?"

"In here~," she called out, sing-song with her voice as she moved to kneel in the middle of her bed. She'd heard him coming down the hall before he'd gotten to her room, anticipation already tickling over her, making her skin prickle as she shifted from knee to knee, facing her door and waiting for him to come find her.

Completely naked and with her hand down between her legs, fingers teasing herself because why not? His fault completely for being the way he was and getting her hot and bothered over the phone.

The place was small enough, so following her voice proved not to be difficult at all, and easily he came to the door of her room. It wasn't shut, but it was closed enough that he couldn't see anything, so putting a hand to the knob, he slowly pushed it open.

And the sight that greeted him, well... it was very far from disappointing. It more than lived up to the expectations, and then some. Inhaling deeply, he let his darkened eyes travel down her figure, licking his lips as his gaze landed between her legs as she touched herself. Thankfully there wasn't much need for words, because right now he didn't know if he could manage that many, and instead he stepped inside, already tugging his tunic up his torso and off his head, the bulge in his trousers even more obvious without that added layer of fabric covering it.

Her free hand reached for him, a coy smile on her face. "I don't know how, but you look better than I remember." Her fingers slid over her clit, making her bite her lip and let out a sigh. "I got started without you, but I was hoping you'd help me finish. Multiple times."

She took him in, the sight of an aroused dwarf enough to make her want to lick her lips. His tunic off, she could see the hard lines of his body, and the bulge in his pants only had her sliding a finger back into herself, a soft sigh slipping from her lips.

"I was hoping you had waited too, just for that reason," he hummed, pleased too at the compliment she offered him, though he didn't answer to it at first. Instead he took hold of her free hand, kissing the palm, then he let it rest it on his own chest. "And you look better than any dream I could have. Especially like this... pleasuring yourself for me."

Slowly, he guided her hand down his chest, all across his muscles and the hair dusting his skin, until he was pressing her palm to his hard cock, covered by fabric still. His legs hitting the edge of the bed, he kneeled on the mattress and shifted even closer, his other hand moving to her own chest, lightly pinching a nipple.

He put her hand on his chest and she grinned. He moved it down lower and she followed along, giving his cock a squeeze through his pants before she moved her other hand to join the first in getting his pants undone. Hope he doesn't mind a little wet on the ties. She's tugging them open, letting out a soft hum as his fingers tweak her nipple, her hand finally reaching in to touch him. Heat shoots through her and she's crawling that little bit forward to kiss him, a hungry, desperate kiss, like she hadn't see him in months and was starving for him.

"God, I'm glad I didn't call you and kept it to texting. I might have come already just hearing your voice." Hers had a rumble to it, that other side already slipping into her skin a little as he hit all her instinctive buttons. Basic, primal need.

He could not care any less about some wetness in his clothes right now, in fact he would likely love every bit of it if she even chose to rub the actual trousers between her legs, getting her fluids all over the fabric. As it was, he was more than happy with her undressing him, his boots and trousers and all thrown to the ground, letting out a soft hum of his own as she touched him. When she leaned in for a kiss, he returned it just as eagerly, mouth parting willingly so that he could taste her.

"I could've easily made you get there a second time, but... I much prefer being being here for the first, as well." His other hand joined the first, cupping her other breast, his fingers curling as he squeezed the soft flesh.

"And a third. And fourth. And fifth." Her words were light, breathy, but they were murmured against his lips, her hands sliding into his hair before she grabbed his shoulders, moving backwards onto the bed more and drawing him with her. "I can't stop thinking about you," she admitted, hands sliding over firm skin and the lighter hair that covered his arms and along his chest. "Every time I do, I can almost taste you in my mouth."

He followed after without needing much coaxing at all, chuckling at her first words, one hand sinking into the mattress next to her, holding up his weight. The other continued to play with a hardened nipple, fingers teasing the nub before he rubbed his palm over it in present, insistent circles. "Good," he murmured, shifting on his knees between her legs, leaning down to kiss the hollow between her collarbones. With his weight more balanced, he managed to move his other hand from the mattress, rounding her thigh and slipping between her legs, pads pressing against her warmth. "I would hate to know that I was the only one."

Her legs spread invitingly for him, her nails skimming lightly down his chest before she let one hand find him, wrap around him and remind herself of just how large he was. His hand on her had her hips lifting up in invitation. "Is it bad that I missed you? Because I don't really care if it is." While their time in the woods had been fun, it had also been brief and Riley was in the mood for something more... substantial.

He rolled his hips towards her hand, eager and relieved at her touch, the way she wrapped her fingers around him with just the perfect amount of pressure. "How... could that be bad?" His voice was a little low and purred, and he looked up to her eyes, moving so that he could kiss her softly. "I've missed you terribly. I've missed you that very night, and the morning after. The only bad thing about it was that every thought of you nearly consumed me. I could barely think of anything else."

It was never a bad thing to be told by a handsome dwarf that one was missed. She smiled at him, bright and quick before she lifted up and pressed her lips to his. "Good. Now, put this to good use so I have more things to dream about and keep me up at night." Her hand squeezed him again, her voice breathy as she kissed him, nipped gently at his lip while her legs wrapped around him.

His lips mirrored her smile easily, still there even as he groaned softly at the squeeze, and he returned each of her kisses. "Oh, gladly." And he meant it, of course. There had been plenty of teasing and taunting before, what with the texts, the images they both put into one another's minds. And perhaps it was all a bit rushed and overeager - he hadn't even taken his beads off, for instance - but he did not care about that one bit. They could always take their time afterwards.

Two of his fingers pushed into her, with relative ease and a certain familiarity as well, sliding them into her all the way to the knuckles. His hips moved closer in the process, when she wrapped her legs around him, his length pressed up along the line leading from her hip to her groin.

The sound she made was dirty, a needy groan that slid free as his finger slid into her. She nosed at him, nuzzling against soft blonde hair as she kissed him, freed her hand from gripping him because she wanted to sling an arm around his shoulders. "Oh... god. Fili... please. Just like that."

He gasped softly at the sound she let out, his hand picking up pace as he thrust his fingers into her repeatedly, feeling her muscles tight around them. She was already so wet from touching herself, and from waiting for him to arrive, that he barely felt any resistance at all, the pleasure that gathered in his own groin all the hotter as he remembered how it felt to have his cock inside her instead.

"Just like that?" He could not help the slight amusement, even though the tone of his voice was deep and laden with arousal. "Then... it's enough?"

Her answer was a growl, eyes flashing green as she lifted up, legs wrapping tightly around him, hips rocking against him as she caught his lip between her teeth, tugging lightly. "Never. I'm never going to have enough of you, you wonderful dwarf. I want it all. I want every inch of you inside me. I want to fit you like a glove."

Teasing her was good, amazing even, when he got to see every little reaction he could draw from her. Still, he wasn't so terrible that he would torture her, and thus himself, when they were both clearly eager for something more than just this. He locked their mouths together right at the tail end of her last word, his other hand moving down to wrap around his own cock, and with her hips lifted upwards it didn't take a lot of moving and shifting to press the thick head against her open, his fingers still inside her.

He pulled them out slowly then, fingertips remaining next to her folds as he held them apart, and in one single, slow roll of his hips, he pushed his length inside her instead, gasping breathlessly as he broke the kiss.

She thought for a moment that he meant to fill her while his fingers were still in and there was a mix of surprise, fear, and yet a needy sort of want as well. Fili was a big boy and his fingers were... well. Fili was a big boy everywhere. Adding them in with his cock would stretch her past reason, but she didn't have to say anything, lips caught by his as his fingers slid free and his length took their place.

That, of course, had her groaning. A long, slow moan that was muffled by his lips, but she clung to him as he slid into her, body open for him, nails digging in just under his shoulders before she remembered herself.

Such a thing hadn't crossed his mind, not even for that brief moment when only his head pressed against her. He may not brag but he knew exactly how thick he was, and especially after having already felt how tight she was, he didn't think it would go all that well to do something like that. As it was, when he slid into her, he already stretched her plenty, and he let go of her folds to put his hand on the mattress next to her once more.

The nails digging into his skin sent a spike of energy through him, though, a mix of pain and pleasure that had him crying out, his face twisting as he slid his eyes shut. His hips moved of their own accord then, the white flash behind his closed eyelids enough for him to forget all, and thrust sharply all the way into her in one single move.

"Fuck!" The word was pulled from her by that thrust, the rarely used curse seeming rather appropriate for the moment. It was what she wanted him to do, after all. What she'd been craving since they'd parted ways at the station. He was just as big as she remembered, her body stretching just as it had before -- and it felt just as delicious to do so.

Her mouth moved from his, nuzzling in against his beard, past it, lips dragging over his throat. Her teeth nipped at him, tongue tasting dwarf, sweat, the smoke and heat of the forge, and a hint of metal underneath. She kissed and nipped down to his shoulder, body grinding up against his to let him know he could move. That she wanted him to move. A lot.

He had a notion of what that word meant, though he'd never heard it before in his world, but even so it was something he barely registered just then. She felt too good, their closeness alone enough to take away most his ability for coherent thought, and what little of it he had left quickly dissipated into thin air when she tensed around him, then arched her body upwards to meet his.

On his knees as he was, he shifted so that he was all but sitting on his heels, and her body was the one lifting off the bed instead. His hands moved to her hips and held them in place as he started moving, her wetness coating his length so thoroughly that he had no difficulty at all in pulling out halfway, then pushing back in, groaning and pausing for a second or two before repeating that motion.

The angle was different, but good, her body moving against his in a way that just pulled him deeper into her with every press of his body. She made a low whine, breath panting out of her at the slight sting of him that faded into something so wonderfully pleasurable, she knew she would never get enough. She could feel how wet ha made her with just a little teasing over the phone and that voice licking at her ears when he'd come in. His scent was heady and she wanted it soaked into her, into everything she owned. "Yes," she hissed, hands clutching him. "So good."

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