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Fíli leaned back into Ori, who was bracing him up well, as he was being fucked into by one specific Elvish prince. Whose cock was larger following its entry, as it always was, so in that position the further stability was much appreciated then. Still, he relished in the feel of Legolas bottoming out inside him, which he watched hungrily until his head fell back against Ori's shoulder, and Fíli moaned.

"Look at you, taking him so well," Ori murmured, stroking a hand through his hair, his voice a melody Fíli would gladly listen to here or anywhere else in Arda.

The other Dwarf sat cross-legged below Fíli on their large bed, a quieter but still active participant in the venture. However, both Ori and Legolas had firmly stated that it was his turn for pleasure, and they could be quite persuasive when they wanted to be. Not that Fíli disagreed, or would deny them their fun, nor their desire to touch him how they wished. He always enjoyed their efforts, after all; together or apart.

Nevertheless, Fíli panted as he felt Legolas wiggle a little, repositioning himself above the former. In response, he glanced up and found the Elf looking at him, his blue eyes silently asking a question he had numerous times before, ‘May I continue?’

Their fingers laced, and Fíli nodded. 

A small, private smile played at Legolas’ lips before he nodded in response; understanding without speaking aloud what could only be translated between one or more individuals involved in any bond that had withstood the test of time. Of learning more about one another enough to speak without words, which they had. 

"He's right," Legolas said, beginning to move slowly. "You look gorgeous splayed out like this, Maethoren vain."

Fíli smiled at the endearment. "I have quite a nice view as well, Sabannimi.”

Legolas smirked then rocked more, sending pleasure straight up Fíli's spine as he felt the slide of the Elven cock in his hole. It filled him well.  

Familiar fingers twisted one of Fíli's hardened nipples, and he groaned, then pressed up to kiss Ori's jaw. 

Ori looked at Fíli while he pulled away, his wondrous brown eyes full of light and love, entrancing as ever, before kissing Fíli tenderly. Their snogging ceased when Legolas thrust harder, which pulled Fíli's attention back towards him. 

"Don't mind me, just giving you a proper fuck," Legolas teased, with no heat to it. 

Fíli rolled his eyes, until Legolas canted his hips at just the right angle, causing him to moan. Need took over and Fíli's focus became meeting the Elf, thrust for thrust, drawing them both closer to a desirable end. 

All the while, Ori rubbed his hands along his torso, twisted and tugged at each of his moustache braids, or bit his neck and whispered filthier things against his ear. Which only added to Fíli's enjoyment.

Eventually, Fíli's body became wracked with pleasure as Legolas' cock fully stiffened inside of him. Ori held his right hand, whilst Legolas still had his left, and that was how Fíli orgasmed; both of his partners grasping him as he was allowed proper ecstasy.