Hobbit Kink-meme FILL: He ain't heavy; He's my brother (Durincest)
Title: He ain't heavy, he's my brother
Author: Shadowlev
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Kili/Fili
Kinkmeme prompt: The title says it all,it can be Durincest or gen. Fili faints and startles the company with it.Could be sickness, could be hidden injury, could be that he was hit with poisoned weapon and the effects shows up later on.
+100 for worried Thorin
+1000 for Kili not panicking and doing nothing, but actually trying to help his brother.
Summary: Set after the first movie. A goblin arrow hit Fili and its sleeping poison starts to take effect. After being treated by his uncle and carried by his brother, he finally awakens.
“We need to get off this outcropping, lest the orcs or other predators catch view of us,” Thorin ordered, the moment of staring off towards Erebor longingly and hugs to burglars now gone. The dwarf company began to pick their way down the steep rocky incline.
Kili sighed and stretched. He could feel bruises developing and lacerations beginning to sting. He turned to smile back at Fili, but immediately froze. His brother had paled and was limping sluggishly at the back of the line. Kili remembered the difficulty he’d had climbing the tree. Just as he started to move back to check on the blonde, Fili’s eyes rolled back up in his head and he began to fall.
“FILI!” Kili shouted and lunged up. The incline was so steep that Fili fell quite a distance, allowing the brunette to buffer his fall to the hard rock. Kili lowered Fili to the ground and hastily began to shake him. The blonde wobbled loosely but did not wake up.
“Didn’t he get one of those goblin arrows under the arm?” Bofur asked, even as Thorin shoved him over in his haste to get to his sister-son. The large man knelt next to Kili to help him pull the coat off Fili. A broken arrow shaft came off with the coat. Thorin pulled it off and stared at it before cursing and throwing it.
“The head is still in him,” he said angrily, “It contains a sleeping poison that will leave him unconscious until we remove it,” Thorin looked up towards Kili, “Hand me your hunting dagger.”
Kili reluctantly pulled out his dagger and handed it over before pulling Fili’s shirt off, exposing the arrow wound beneath his armpit. It had blackened around the edges and looked infected. The brunette hoped no one noticed the bruise on the blonde’s broad shoulder that had not been won in battle. If they looked too closely, they might realize that it had teeth shaped indentations. He carefully averted his eyes.
Thorin washed the blade off with a stern look towards Kili, “You need to keep the blood and dirt off your blade,” he tested the sharpness and gave a satisfied nod. At least he maintained the edge properly, as it was a matter of honor to a dwarf.
“He may jolt, so keep a good hold of him,” Thorin warned Kili, who nodded and firmly braced his brother’s arm and torso. Thorin gently cut an X shape into the wound. Fili struggled even under the poison, moaning and crying out loudly. Kili bit his lip and looked up at his uncle. Thorin had a grimace on his face, but his eyes were determined. Sweat accumulated on his brow.
“Balin, your jewel forceps!” Thorin growled. The white dwarf pulled out the tool he used to hold precious jewels and handed it over to his company leader. The large dwarf used surprisingly deft fingers to reach into the open wound and remove the arrow head. The company let out a collective sigh of relief. Thorin patted his nephew’s shoulder and Kili rested his head against his brother’s forehead in relief, pressing a subtle kiss on his forehead, before pulling linen strips out of his bag to wrap the wound.
“Here,” Gandalf said. A bunch of tiny green leaves fell in front of the brunette. Kili looked up as he picked up the delicate plant. The wizard smiled, “It is the athelas plant and is known for its ability to draw out poison and infection. Chew it and place it in his wound.”
With a nod, Kili put a few branches into his mouth and began to chew. A minty, medicinal burn exploded in his mouth. As he chewed, his mouth began to grow numb. Pulling the grated plant from his mouth, the young dwarf smeared it in his brother’s large wound. It caused the edges of the wound to pull tighter. Fili tensed and shuddered. Kili wound linen strips as best he could around the wound.
“We must move quickly,” Thorin said to his company. Kili nodded as he finished dressing his brother and pulled the blonde up and onto his shoulders. He looped his arms under Fili’s legs and used them to hold the young dwarf on his back. Dwalin took Fili’s pack and knives and Thorin took Kili’s things.
They began to move down the hill again, following Balin. Every now and again, Dwalin or Thorin would reach out and steady Fili on Kili’s back. Bilbo trotted up beside Kili, brow creased with concern. Gandalf had distracted the hobbit earlier, knowing Bilbo would just get in the way with his questions, by sending him looking for kingsfoil. Now, the burglar was up to his full form.
“Aren’t you going to get tired of carrying him?” Bilbo asked as he trotted quickly to keep up with the slightly taller dwarves, “I mean, isn’t he heavy?”
Kili looked firmly ahead, eyes determined, “He ain’t heavy. He’s my brother.” He continued to carry Fili down the mountain and onward for several miles until Thorin felt comfortable stopping. As the others set up camp, Kili spread his brother out on a blanket and fell to his side. Thorin patted him on the back even as he felt Fili’s forehead for a fever.
The blonde groaned lightly and his eyelashes fluttered open to reveal confused, blue eyes. Kili leaped to a crouch beside him, “Fili? Are you awake?”
“Aye, though I feel like death itself,” Fili groaned and tried to sit up. Thorin sighed in relief and patted his nephews shoulder.
“Thank the Valar,” Thorin murmured, “Take the night off, you two. Dori and his brothers are on watch. I, too, will be resting. The journey ahead is long.”
With another pat on his nephews’ shoulders, Thorin limped over to Dwalin. Balin was cleaning off his forceps. With a grimace, Kili set to work cleaning off his hunting blade. Fili groaned and shifted.
“What happened?” he asked. Kili looked over and smiled softly.
“You got hit with a goblin arrow. They have sleeping poison in the heads. The head became imbedded, so Thorin cut it out,” he explained very matter of factly. Fili nodded and chewed his lip. A scheming look came on his face.
“I need to go to the bathroom, help me get away from the camp,” Fili said with a smirk. With an eye roll, Kili draped one of his brother’s arms over his shoulders and dragged him away from camp.
“Is this far enough?” Kili asked, but Fili shook his head and made them go farther. When Kili started worrying about being too far from camp, Fili sat down on the forest ground and leaned his back against a rock.
“What are you doing?” Kili asked, and then yelped as Fili grabbed his arm and yanked him down to straddle his lap. The brunette shot a glare towards his brother’s mischievous smirk. Two strong hands gripped his behind tightly.
“Getting some medicine,” Fili smiled and gripped the brunette hair tightly, dragging his younger brother down to taste his sweet mouth. Slowly, Kili loosened up and began to tangle his fingers in his brother’s long, blonde hair. The archer went soft and pliable with arousal as his belt was unfastened and his pants were pushed down to his ankles.
Fili squirted oil on his fingers and pressed them up and into his brother’s tight heat. Kili winced at the sudden intrusion, but panted heavily as they pistoned in and out of his body.
“But you’re injured,” Kili protested through his lust hazed brain, “You shouldn’t be doing this type of work.”
“Aye, that’s right,” Fili murmured, “You’ll have to do the work then.” His cheeky smirk came on as he loosed his cock from his pants. Kili rolled his eyes, but shifted slowly up to position himself over his brother’s cock. He slowly sank down, groaning at the burn.
“There you go,” Fili purred softly, “Nice and easy. Just do what makes you feel good.”
Kili nodded as he sank down to rest his bottom on Fili’s hips. Leaning forward, he kissed the blonde fiercely until he had to break away panting. Slowly, he drew up until he was almost empty, then quickly sat back down.
The pace was rather uneven, as Kili has little control in his position, but it was satisfying for both parties as Kili bounced up and down, his tight muscles widening and tightening to accept the penetration each time he moved.
Eventually, Kili lost control and came with a deep groan, burying his face in Fili’s shoulder. Fili gripped his arse and used the leverage to thrust brutally several more times before emptying into his brother. The two slumped down, even more exhausted than before.
“You have the worst timing for these things,” Kili murmured as he began to fall asleep. Fili frowned and began to shake his brother. He understood that sleep was impending after sex, but they had to get back to camp before they could. They were still joined, for crying out loud.
“Kili, wake up,” Fili murmured, shoving his brother off. The brunette fell over backwards, causing Fili’s dick to slip out with a sick squelching noise. He did not awaken.
“Who woulda thought that the poison could be spread in such a manner,” Fili grumbled as he pulled his brother’s pants up and carried him back to camp. At least his wound was healing already.