A/N: Here's some shameless, plotless Bilbo/Thorin for you. I haven't been inspired to write anything for nearly a year, but then I got the idea for this little thing :) Hopefully it will be updated soon, so keep a look out! Enjoy, and please review x

An Unexpected Evening

Chapter 1

Bilbo Baggins froze as the sound of the doorbell echoed through the halls of Bag End. Visitors, at this time of night? A memory flared in his brain and Bilbo realised it must be the work of Gandalf. There had been talk of adventures yesterday, and despite his fear and hatred of the abnormal, there was a small Tookish part of Bilbo that was very intrigued by the prospect. Cautiously, he crept towards the front door and opened it wide to reveal a tall, intimidating dwarf staring down at him.

"Dwalin, at your service".

Bilbo didn't know what had happened. It all passed in a blur, and suddenly he was sitting here surrounded by twelve dwarves and the meddling wizard Gandalf. They had pillaged his pantry, all but destroyed his home, and now they were having a massive food fight. Bilbo sighed and looked on resignedly, but secretly he was thrilled with the unexpected turn his evening had taken. If he had to choose between watching these dwarves destroy his dining room, and sitting here by himself eating a lonely dinner like he did every other day, then he would surely choose this.

His musings were cut short by a loud, business like rap against the door. The atmosphere in the room immediately changed from careless fun into a kind of reverence, and Bilbo knew that this final visitor was going to be very different from the rest.

Bilbo opened his front door with trepidation, and his eyes widened as he took in the sight before him. The dwarf that stood at his door was tall, kingly, intimidating, and the single most beautiful being Bilbo had ever seen. His hair was long, thick and the dark shade contrasted perfectly with his pale skin. And those eyes...they pierced Bilbo with their intensity, such a bright blue that it became almost impossible to look away. He took in the thick muscles on his arms, defined by his regal clothing, and the intricate braids in his hair. He drank in the cool, outdoorsy smell that the mystery dwarf was exuding, with a hint of something spicier that Bilbo couldn't trace.

His eyes moved back up to meet the bright blue ones staring back at him, and he felt as if sparks were shooting between them. He had never met such an intense stare as this, and it was stirring up feelings of desire in him that he never thought he would connect with a dwarf. As if all these feelings weren't enough, Bilbo almost swooned when the dwarf in front of him opened his mouth.

"So...you must be the hobbit Gandalf spoke of". That voice, it was so deep and velvety, it sent volts of heat from Bilbo's stomach right down to his groin. He felt a faint blush on his cheeks, and had to try hard not to stammer as he replied.

"Bilbo Baggins at your service, master dwarf." He stepped aside to invite the dwarf in, and was immediately overwhelmed by the feeling of a hot body brushing up against his, as the dwarf pushed past him. As he went past, he looked down into Bilbo's eyes and their close proximity mixed with that intense stare sent butterflies racing through Bilbo's stomach. A tiny smirk appeared on the dwarf's face as he strode into the house, and Bilbo had to lean against the wall to regain his composure as his legs threatened to give way. The evening had taken yet another unexpected turn, and he felt he was going to enjoy it...

A/N: So there you go, hope you enjoyed :) please follow as there will be more to come, and review review review! x