Love Them All The Same {Kili}

Kili had spent hours of the past few weeks finishing up Flanna's home. A rich, beautiful home flooded with colors and exotic plants from every vendor he could find. The walls he had crafted himself, forging them of both wood and metal, to keep the heat in for winter but allow the breezes in the summer, he had carved the furniture meticulously and polished it down until it gleamed. he had filled it with furnishings he knew not how to make, and had bought from others, numerous bedrooms, a guest bathroom, along with a private one for her, and... he had built her a workshop. Lined with shelves stocked with every kind of ink he could find, and parchments ranging from thick and tough to thin as a tissue. The rest of his gold had gone to filling this room with every kind of writing utensil he could find, and he could not wait to show her.

He had placed the final touches on it today and had forged her a single key to fit the front lock, his own, was not near as detailed or elaborate and hung from a leather band around his neck. The house would more than likely be his greatest accomplishment, he could forge blades and weapons of wonder, but he knew he would never construct something so beautiful ever again. Behind her home was a gentle hillside, large enough for her to place whatever animals she wished for... he could not think of a better prize than this to present too her. But he had finished early and he knew she would still be gone for quite so time... so what to do?

With a coy smile he took up his bow, perhaps a nice dinner with some wine and he could surprise her with her home? He could take her there after dinner, see what she thought of the place, she could explore every room, critique anything she did not like and he would do his damndest to fix it for her, and then, perhaps she might indulge him in some less than fancy activities. The possibilities were endless. he spent the day hunting, gathering herbs and spices that he recognized and finally scoring himself a hearty stag, he stripped it of its meat. With a crooked smile, and a quick stop to pick up a nice bottle of wine he trailed back to her tiny apartment. He nudged open the door with his hip, imagining a thousand scenarios of how she might react to her home. He opened his mouth to call out to her, but was taken by surprise when she suddenly appeared before him and kissed him with a passion he was powerless to fight.

"Well..." He spoke once his tongue was working properly once more. "If that wasn't the best greeting I have ever received I'm not quite sure what is."

Kili watched with poorly suppressed amusement as she seemed to be in a fluent tizzy about something. So excited was she! She zipped around her small space with speeds he had never seen her move. She divested him of all of her surprises and dumped them, they held her attention for scarcely a fleeting moment and now his curiosity was piqued. More often than not she thanked him profusely for anything he brought her, much to his own charigan. It mattered little if it was her wedding ring, or a simple bag of groceries, he had warned her he intended on spoiling her silly... but this was strange, she hadn't so much as glanced at the items, and instead all of her excitement was propelled straight back at him and her words only increased his curiosity, what on earth had her so bloody excited?

"Don't leave me in suspense woman! Out with it! What has you so bloody excited!" Laughter filtered his words. He usually did not swear around her, but he couldn't help him, she had gotten him so curious and he needed to know what had possibly happened in the last few hours to make her so thrilled. "I have a surprise for you as well." He never wished to think him cross with her and he was quick to tag it on, making sure she did not think he had grown frustrated with her... oh she had him wrapped around her delicate fingers didn't she? He followed her like a pony on lead as she led him to her bedroom, plopping down beside her. Apparently her smile was contagious and he couldn't help but to return it, willing her to continue.

"You're..." When she finally did, shock overruled everything else in his brain. His thought process stopped working, his brain ceased his function and he was pretty sure he heard his conscious whisper something along the lines of 'its dark in here...' and after a brief moment of utter and total silence everything jump started and went hyper speed, adrenaline coursing through his veins like a raging river and with a shout of joy, he caught her around the waist and swept her straight off the bed and into his arms, twirling her around and around the room. He finally set her back down, placed a hand on her still lithe stomach and kissed her soundly on the mouth. He had not the words to express his joy.

Kili had never pictured a life for himself. Not even in his younger days had he dreamed of glory, or becoming a war hero destined for greatness, he had never dreamed of having a family, a kingdom, not even a home. He had dreamed only of restoring Erebor to Thorin, to watch their banners once again flutter high and mighty on the Lonely Mountain. he thought of defeating Smaug alongside his uncle, blade raised high and ready to die for him should such a need arise. He had never thought of himself, never had he allowed his thoughts to turn so selfish, and beyond reclaiming Erebor... there was nothing because it had not been done. Perhaps if they would have succeeded, he would have thought of taking a wife, settling down, retiring as Thorin's advisor and whatever other station Thorin wished of him. Kili had always tied himself to Thorin's fate. His loyalty was unmatched, probably even by his own brother.

But now... much to his own disbelief, he had a gorgeous wife, a delicate, dainty thing that had wrapped herself around his heart and seemed intent on holding him captive and not only did he have a wife, he had a baby, a child on the way. His child. He needed to find Thorin, he knew his uncle was here, somewhere traipsing the wilderness no doubt but he needed to find him, tell him. Kili a father! Some small life form was going to call him daddy, look up to him, be his shadow, walk in his footsteps. It mattered little to him if it was a boy or a girl, he was going to be a father! And this beautiful, stunning, perfect woman was going to be his partner, that small life forms mother, and Kili had no idea what to say, he was so exuberant!

"Flanna... excited does not do justice to what I feel! I am going to be a father and you... you will be the most kind and loving mother! We are going to have a family!"[/color] He was filled with so much love, so much concern and so much utter devotion for his wife in this moment, he knew not what to do, kiss her senseless? Announce this news in the streets? He was filled with so much energy at this wondrous news.

"My surprise is not even a flickering flame compared to yours, but I have finished our home... your home, our child's home. Would you like to see the house we will have a child in?" Now he was so excited for so many different thing he felt himself pulled in so many different directions! He needed to relieve some of his tension, he swept her back up into his arms and kissed her until he was breathless. God did he love her.

Kili was so excited he knew not what to do, this wonderful, flawless, exceptional woman was all his and now she had given him a child, how could he ask for a more perfect life? His best friend, his partner in life, his everything had graced him with a family. The family he had never had as a child. He had not told of her of all the wrong doings in his past but he would have too. He could not let his unborn child, whom he already loved with all of his being, be infected by his sadness, he would need her strength more than anything, but together they could do anything, Kili was positive. They would live happily, he would bathe her in riches and diamonds and everything else a beautiful woman such as her desired. He would make sure such sadness never graced her eyes again. He would see to her every need, every whim... and now he needed to make a crib...

"We shall be a family Flanna, full of laughter and love! Never a sad or dull moment between us. We shall be blessed with a child, we will be parents! You a mother! I a father!" His excitement was so grand! No matter how much he spoke the words, their impact never lessened! He a father! He wasn't sure if he had the patience to wait eight months. He could not stop kissing her, squeezing her, touching her stomach... he did not think it possible to feel so much for one being as he did for her.

"Come my love your castle awaits!" In his enthusiasm, he hoisted her up into his arms, abandoning his celebratory meal... he was far too excited to dodge questions throughout the evening, he wanted to see her in the home he had built her, pregnant with his child, knowing that his family would grow up there. He never released her, stalking through Aledon with a furious stride and steadfastly ignoring any curios glance he might obtain. The city came and went and his grip on her only tightened, his pace ever faster, kissing her, occasionally when the urge struck him. Finally he reached her home and set her down in front of it, grinning crookedly all the while, he would let her explore, he wanted to see her face when she found her studio.

Kili could not get over the fact that he was about to be a part of a family. Not the wandering lost band of kin, but an honest to God family, with a home, with a house, with a child, with all the love and affection in his soul that he could muster. He would drown her in it. Her and the child that she carried of his! He would never stop loving her until she grew either physically nauseated by his presence and forced him to leave or his last breath escaped his body. He would do anything, everything, for this woman. She was his heart, his soul, the blood that pumped through his veins, she was his reason for existence. Well... she and Thorin.

He carried her across Aledon because he needed her close to him. Her warmth, the smell of her hair, the soft fragrance of her skin. This was his wife, his lover, his best friend and soon to be mother of his child and the attachment he felt too her, was beyond his comprehension. He did not understand how he could love someone so utterly, so entirely. Others that passed him on the street, he addressed them kindly, but no matter how beautiful or how luxurious they seemed to be, his mind did not spare them a second thought. A litany of Flanna's name, her scent, her smile, her laugh... it was the only thing he lingered on, the only thing that mattered. She was perfect, flawless, no one could match her and she was his.

He watched with anxious eyes as her eyes roamed the house e had spent the better part of the last two months constructing and he followed her obediently, watching her eyes widen and gentle gasps escape her mouth as she glanced at this and that. Pride swelled up in his chest and he smiling knowingly as she ventured about the home. Finally...finally she drew close to the room he had built just for her and the look on her face... he would have built her a castle if he thought he could procure it again. She thanked him profusely, spewing her praise with eloquence and decorum that he lacked and he simply couldn't resist kissing her, he kissed her until the world was spinning once again and he was at a loss for breath. He could not loose himself in her though, at least not now, he had once more present for her.

"My Flanna... there is one more gift I wish to bestow upon you." He held her back to stop her kisses, t let his runaway brain relax and calm him. It would do him no quarter and the poor thing did need to be released. With a mischievous grin he turned on his heel and headed for the back porch. "On the off chance I get called away with the rest of the militia, or a hunting trip, or whatever other unfortunate thing drags me away from you. My wife will need a companion, someone to keep her company." He slid open the back door and a great copper ball of fur and excitement barreled past him and leapt upon Flanna. Kili laughed long and hard as the dog bathed her in a thousand kisses. "He has been trained to your scent love. He is yours to name and do with as you please." Kili laughed, quite pleased with himself that he had thought to buy her as such, now their child would have a companion too.

Kili's mind did not linger on such stages of her pregnancy. It mattered little to him if she was as thin as a poke or as large as a house. She was beautiful and stunning to him forever, always. She was his wife, to hold, to love to cherish for all of times and dwarves had never taken marriage lightly. The act of sex was fairly commonplace and most indulged just to blow off steam, male and female alike, but when two decided to marry, it was a sacred vow. Dwarves did not accept divorce unless astounding exceptions arose and even then it was highly frowned upon and considered dishonorable. Sacred promises and vows were what the dwarves were known for. If such things were broken it was right up there with treason. He would cater to her every whim, her every desire, what she wanted was hers she need only ask. If her pregnancy was difficult, he would bring her the best midwife he could find, if it was easy, he would rub her feet and massage her back, he was her slave, now and forever.

She seemed utterly pleased with the home he had built her and he was thrilled. Smiling ever-so-pleasantly and allowing her to admire her new home. She was pregnant, she would not lift a finger, he would cart all of her things here in the morning, he had already arranged to borrow the horse and the cart... as much as he hated the four legged beasts he had gotten one... for her. He was wrapped around her fingers and he knew it, hell she probably knew it too but Kili just couldn't bring himself to care, as long as it was her fingers he was wrapped around, she could play him whenever she wished. She began to protest her final gift before he got the door but he was having known of it, and he glanced back at her with a playful, but stern look.

"Flanna. You are everything to me. The reason I draw breath into my lungs. The reason my heart pumps life through my veins. The first thing I think of in the morning, and the last thought when I sleep. I warned you I would spoil you rotten and I intend to do just so." And with that, the door was flung open and the ball of excited fur was upon his blushing bride with a ferocity that almost made him jealous. He approved of her name of the "ferocious" beast immediately. He had had a brief moment of panic wherein he had been struck with the notion that perhaps she did not like dogs, or was, even worse, afraid of them, but that was quickly assuaged at her exuberant reaction and he relaxed, and then she was at his side, hugging and kissing his senses away, thanking him profusely. He laughed, lifted her, carried her across the threshold and tossed her onto the bed, Croi bounding in behind them and he grinned wickedly at her next words.

"Play... is well accepted for the first several months, it's in the later stages that we must be careful." He dropped his voice to those low baritones he knew she loved and kissed her, only to feel the dog catapult onto his back and knock the wind out of him, with a grunt he rolled onto his side, grabbing the ball of fluff and hoisting it up into the air, its tail batting back and forth at a hundred miles an hour. "Of course the dog... might prevent play." It barked happily, thrilled at the attention.

He wondered often if his wife loved him to the same degree of fierceness that he loved her, yes she had been ecstatic to be his bride, yes she had been more than willing with him behind closed doors and she had been nothing but sweet and kind outside where society deemed a great many things immoral... but her affections were more muted, soft and while they suited her personality beautifully, he wondered often if she would not have something better. Kili was the nephew of a king without a crown, he had killed a vast many things in his life, he had never had a solid family, and while he loved Thorin and Fili dearly, he knew very little of love or affection, a vast majority of everything he tried with Flanna was guess work. He was just lucky and seemed to guess correctly. He spoke his heart, told her his thoughts and so far it seemed to work, but he wondered if she did not yearn for something more? He did not think he had the heart to let her go if she wished as such.

"I am only as good as you deserve my lady." But then, of course, his lady spoke and like a sailor to a siren, which he still wasn't totally convinced she wasn't one, his attention flocked heedlessly too her, returning her embrace with a powerful one of his own. He was glad she loved the dog. He had chosen well... of course if he ever was to leave for an extended period of time he would buy her several, for the actual use of guarding. Dwarves were not usually known for keeping pets but on occasion a guard dog was introduced for one reason or another and on the road... they had been invaluable. He shook the darkness from his head focusing instead on his gorgeous wife.

Her laughter warmed his spirits and forced him to forget his troubles as he carried her across the threshold. The puppy, of course, trailing along behind. His sultry words seemed to do her wonders and her eyes filled with a lust that made him weak in the knees... he dared any man to resist such a look of temptation... actually he dared them not too, for his blade would meet the neck of any fool who tried to steal his Flanna. She was his woman. They would need to find their own belladonna.

"I will love you whenever the urge strikes you in body, and I will love you even when you do not wish it with heart and soul." Her grinned at her as she took the puppy from his arms, stroking it gently until it fell into a light sleep, he grinned at her teasing words, allowing himself to be dragged across the bed until he rose above her. "Thank me? It should be I thanking you for giving us a child." He growled huskily against her mouth, pressing his hand to her still flat stomach and kissing her for all he was worth.