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Kili woke tucked into Bilbo's side. He popped open an eye and saw Thorin cuddled into Bilbo's other side. They didn't go to sleep in this arrangement. How did we wind up like this? Kili wondered. He was not sure how much he cared. Waking up in Bilbo's arms--however clothed--was one of the best things about his life these days. He slipped a hand under Bilbo's shirt and lightly caressed his skin. He burrowed his nose into the hobbit's neck and began to lick and kiss. Kili figured it wouldn't be terribly upsetting to a sleeping Thorin if he woke Bilbo as he would any other morning. Bilbo seemed to be sleeping heavily, though, and was not immediately responsive.
Thorin woke with Bilbo's scent in his nose and his body warm against him. He was confused for a moment but realized he must have been dreaming. How terrible to have to face Smaug again--this time for real--but he'd do it ten times over to have Bilbo with him now. Thank the maker that all that horribleness with the battle and losing Bilbo had been a dream. How long must he have been asleep? No matter. He rubbed himself sensuously against the body next to him, licking a stripe from Bilbo's collar to his ear. Bilbo moaned and stirred.
"Oh my love," Thorin whispered. "I've had the worst dream."
Bilbo's mind was suspended in the twilight between sleeping and wakefulness. He was not yet thinking, but still very capable of feeling. Hands, glorious hands were on his body. He nearly purred. Kisses and licks were pressed against his neck and up to his ear by busy tongues. His body was beginning to sing with sensation as he was surrounded with-wait, tongues? As in, more than one? Eyes still closed, he did a quick inventory. No fewer than three hands were on his body right now, one gently stroking over his clothed erection. Two mouths, each on a different side of his neck. His eyes popped open and flicked down. Kili was tunneling under his shirt; Thorin was cupping his cock. Oh gods.
"Um, Thorin?" Bilbo said.
Kili's head snapped up at another name in his lover's mouth as he was being kissed.
Thorin was oblivious to anyone but he and Bilbo in their bed. "Yes, my love?" he replied as he ran his tongue around the edge of Bilbo's ear.
Bilbo cleared his throat as he gently and discreetly moved Thorin's more active hand up above his waist.
Confused, Thorin pushed himself up on his elbow and took in the full scene. Kili's expression was sour and Bilbo looked confused.
It had clearly not been a dream then, Thorin thought. This was not Lake Town, and Bilbo was not his fiance beneath him in his bed. He felt some relief that he would not have to endure Smaug or another potential battle, but he did not think it a fair trade if the crushing reality was still that Bilbo belonged to Kili.
"I've been alone so long, I thought for a moment I was still in Lake Town when I woke to someone warm in bed with me." Thorin mumbled in explanation.
Kili seemed mollified by this but Bilbo was even sadder than before.