Bofur laughed as his lass danced a taunting dance. It reminded him of the few stolen kisses that were theirs to keep. He knew he was not a handsome dwarf or even a wealthy one but his lass was a gypsy who cared little for any of that.
Her brown curls flowed freely as well as wildly. He smirked as she sent him hungry gazes. Her lips parted and she finished her dance and tauntingly headed toward the hot springs far enough that none would hear her moans and screams.
His lass were in the water as he arrived. Her breasts were full and round, flowing to a smooth slight waist and wide hips. She was already gasping in pleasure as her fingers plucked at her nipples. A few soft gasps before Bofur was in the water with her, lifting her and pressing her into the stone. Her legs spread wide. Bofur looked at her as she twisted to hide.
"Never hide lass" He grinned with a loving need. She mewled as his lips descended down her throat, descending lower still to her maiden hood.
"Bofur "she mewled and moaned wantonly as Bofur kissed her maiden hood. Tasting her, devolving deep within her, until she was slick with need. He watched her cinnamon eyes spark with need and become half lidded.
Bofur found himself besieged with soft feminine kisses and gentle caress as she nipped and licked his neck.
"Lass" he chuckled as he finally entered her, her purr of pleasure and coo of encouragement was all he needed. He pushed in deep and pulled out repeating the motions.
She was pushed over the brink quickly. A loud cry of bofur's name sent him over.
They finished and snuggled. "My sweet dear Lass" He crooned before starting their act of love making again. She mewled and moaned and quivered underneath Bofur for the rest of the evening.
Authors note – First lemon. I thought Bofur needed some love.