Misty Night
Chapter 1
The rest of the company was sound asleep still recovering from the battle with the orcs, all but poor Bilbo who lay restlessly awake. Bilbo stared vacantly into the forest with one hand in his vest pocket swirling the golden ring around. "Bilbo.." a husky deep voice called his name coming from a sinew figure behind him, he turned to find Thorin standing right over him. He continued "I see that you are unable to rest as well, may I join you?" Bilbo was flustered with disbelief but quickly moved over so that Thorin may lay beside him.
Bilbo had only dreamt of this moment, having the honor of Thorin Oakenshield lay beside him. Though Bilbo had more on his mind it was merely pure imagination. Thorin turned to his side and pressed his body against Bilbos back to keep warm. Bilbo whimpered in lust. He jumped up in shock realizing what he had just done. "Mr. Baggins, what were you just thinking about? " Before Bilbo could respond Thorin hauled him forward him forward so that he landed against his hard chest. Bilbos mouth flew open in surprise, and a small sigh escaped. Thorins lips were close to his. Tantalizingly close. Bilbo could feel his breath, see the muscle twitch at his temple. His jaw was tight and bulging as if he was holding himself back. And than he seemed to lose his battle.
His mouth crashed down over Bilbos, hard, heated, demanding. His tongue pushed inward, hot and sensual, gliding over his and he licked playfully at the roof of his mouth and swirled around his tongue in a delicate dance. He didn't simply kiss him. He possessed him with just a kiss. In that time Bilbo was owned completely by Thorin Oakenshield. Bilbos fantasies, his imagination…they had nothing on the real thing.