A/N: I don't own The Hobbit, but I do love it very much. Don't read if you don't like boyxboy action. Enjoy ;)

Chapter 1

Bilbo's POV

I headed to my chambers, leaving everyone at the feast. It's dedicated to Thorin, Kili, and Fili's death that happened a couple of months ago. Instead of going back to Bag End, I decided to stay in Erebor and help rule it. Sadly, there's no king. My lovely dwarf friends wanted me to be king, but I declined. I know I couldn't run the mountain as good as Thorin and his relatives. I miss him very much, as do the rest of the Company. No one knows how I truly felt for Thorin. I didn't just love him as a friend, I loved him as a lover. It hurts thinking about him, being in his chambers hurts me. His things are still in there, but I have my stuff in it as well. I wrote a ton of letters to Frodo and he's doing just fine. He misses me as much as I miss Thorin. I feel kind of guilty for leaving him at the Shire, but being here is the best choice. I feel closer to Thorin more than anything.

"Good evening, Master Baggins," my chamber guards said bowing to me.

"Good evening gentlemen," I exhaled. "You may rise."

They stood to their normal height. I went into my chambers and closed the heavy door. I sighed heavily and placed my forehead up against it. My eyes burned with tears and my heart throbbed painfully. I sobbed quietly ad stripped out of mt black cloak outlined in gray fur. I turned around, a small fire flickered in the hearth, illuminating the room in orange flickers. I placed my cloak on my bookshelf and quickly changed into a loose tunic and trousers. I climbed into bed and turned on my side facing the window to look up into the sky. The full moon stared back at me lighting up the area around my desk.

"Bilbo," I heard the voice by the foot of my bed.

I sat up and fought back a scream. Thorin stood at the foo of my bed wearing a light blue tunic and black trousers. His hair was neatly brushed and flowed in waves down his broad shoulders. My heart thumped loudly in my chest, "y-y-you're not real. Y-Y-You're dead, Thorin."

He smiled and crawled on the bed, surprisingly the bed dipped. "Do I look dead to you, Bilbo?" He asked curiously tilting his head to the side.

I shook my head and fought the urge to run out of the chambers screaming. I took a deep breath and kept my shaking hands under the blankets, "how did you get in here?" I asked hearing it come out as a whisper.

"I've always been in here watching you. I'm alive and well. If I was dead I wouldn't be sitting here right now talking to you."

He crawled up to me until he was straddling me. I wanted to hide under the blankets and close my eyes. I flinched as he reached under the blankets and grabbed my hands. His hands felt warm and rough. He place my head on his breast, I gasped feeling a heartbeat. I stared up at him with wide eyes, "how can I believe you?"

"This isn't enough?"

I shrugged my shoulders and looked away from his piercing blue eyes. I shivered feeling his strong hand underneath my chin. He turned my face towards his, I stared back into his eyes. He leaned forward pressing his lips up against mine. His lips felt warm and soft. The smell of pine, spice, and his masculinity filled my nostrils. I deepened the kiss and swiped my tongue across his bottom lip. He allowed me to have access to his mouth. I explored it with my tongue until I had to pull away for air. He leaned his forehead up against mine, I closed my eyes. He lightly pushed me down onto my back and lied down on top of me. He placed light kisses to my neck and ear, I shivered and melted to his touch. I placed a kiss to his jawline and to his ear. I gasped feeling his teeth and scruff graze the sensitive flesh on my neck. "I love you, Bilbo Baggins."

"I love you too, Thorin."

I grinded my hips up against his. He growled low in his throat and grinded his hips up against mine. I bit my lip at the pleasure from the friction. He sat up and smiled, "I marked you as mine now."

He untied the strings to my tunic and tugged at the ends of it. I arched up, he pulled it off of me. I watched his eyes roam over my torso, "beautiful," he whispered.

I pulled his tunic off, he kissed me and went down to my nipple. I gasped as he blew his hot breath on it and took it into his mouth. I tangled my fingers into his hair. I tugged on it lightly, he moaned nipping lightly on my nipple. I arched my back, breathing out in pleasure. He smiled, teasing my other nipple with his hand. "Oh Thorin, please."

He pulled away from nipple and moved down lower. I squirmed feeling my trousers starting to get uncomfortable. I whimpered as he tongue kissed my belly button, down to the waistband of my trousers. He stared up at me, I pressed myself up against his chin. He smiled, "someone's impatient."

I stared down a t him pleadingly. His smile widened, "that pleading look suits you."

"Continue please."

He raised an eyebrow, "continue what?"

I squirmed under his piercing stare and whimpered. "Talk to me my beloved, Bilbo, tell me what you want me to do to you."

I blushed, "touch me."

"Where and how?"

"Thorin please, j-just take me into your mouth!" I whined loudly.

I covered my mouth in embarrassment, remembering the guards standing on the other side of my chamber door. "Wait!" I gasped slithering out from under him.

"Where are you going?" he asked curiously.

I looked back at him sitting on his knees, "to dismiss the guards."

I opened the door wide enough fro my head to fit through. "Gentlemen."

They turned around and stared at me with wide eyes, "yes, Master Baggins."

I smiled warmly, "you two are dismissed for tonight."

They nodded, bowed and walked away. Fear crept up my spine, thinking that Thorin had vanished. I placed my head back in and closed the door. I yelped as he picked me up bridal style. He carried me back to bed and straddled me again. "I hope you're done moving around because that was your only chance."

I stared up at him, "now will you touch me?"

He nodded and slid down in between my legs. He stared up at me placing a kiss to my covered erection. I gasped at the hot sensation traveling up my spine. I tangled my fingers into his hair and pulled on it lightly. I stared down at him, he winked and nuzzled his nose up against me. I arched my back and parted my lips into a slight sigh. He pulled off my trousers and under cloth in a fluid motion. I blushed seeing my wet, flushed erection out in the open for him to see. He smiled, "very impressive length, Bilbo, but I'm afraid I'm a little bigger than you."

He sat up and pulled off his trousers. His nine inch sprang to life with a bead of pre-cum glistening on the tip. I pressed my lips together to keep my mouth from falling open. He lied back down, placing kisses to my inner thigh. I shivered and whimpered in frustration, "Thorin, stop teasing me."

"Patience, my little hobbit."

I dug my nails into his scalp, "I don't have anymore, just hurry before I take matters into my own hand, literally."

He sat up, "no you're not because I wouldn't let you. If you try it, I will pin your hands above your head. I wouldn't be able to take you into my mouth if I do that."

I sighed heavily, "please continue."

"Thank you for your patience," he said placing a kiss to my tip.

A small cry emerged from my throat. He locked his eyes onto mine before taking my length into his hot mouth. I felt like I was going to cum from the heat and wetness of him. He sucked slowly, bobbing his head up and down. I shivered feeling hot sensations slither up and down my spine. "Ah Thorin, faster," I moaned digging my nails into his scalp.

He placed me at the back of his throat and moaned. I arched my head up against the pillow and groaned low in my throat. He kept a steady rhythm, I avoided thrusting my hips too hard. He placed his arm around my pelvis, I whined. He winked at me and slowed his pace

"Thorin please," I whined.

He released me with a wet pop and sat up on his knees. I watched him grab his impressive length and stroke it. He squeezed the tip and rubbed the pre-cum all over his cock. He stopped and bent down to my hole. I spreaded my legs wider, he grabbed my legs and placed them over his shoulders. "Tell me if this hurts, ok?"

I nodded and cringed as he slipped his finger in. "Hurts?"

I shook my head, "just feels weird."

He added a second finger, making scissoring motions. I winced quietly at the burning pain that slashed across my hole. He slowed down, I shook my head. He nodded and continued at a normal pace. He added a third finger, my eyes stung with tears, "Bilbo?" He breathed out his voice laced in concern.

I shook my head, "don't stop, it'll subside."

"Are you sure you don't want me to stop?"

I grabbed his free hand and squeezed it, "I'm fine."

He pulled out his fingers, pressing his hot tip up against my hole. He grabbed my other hand, thrusting all of himself inside of me. I cried out and whimpered in pain. He whispered apologies to me, kissing my lips. "I'm ok, Thorin. I promise," I whispered.

He sat up far enough to stare into my eyes, "I'm not moving until you're adjusted."

I nodded and took a deep breath. I relaxed my muscles as much as my body would let me. I moved my hips in a circular motion, a wave of pleasure swept across me. "I think I'm ready."

He smiled down at me, "you think you're ready or you know you're ready?"

I pressed hard up against him, he rolled his hips, "I know I'm ready," I moaned.

He buried his face into my neck, pressing his lips up against it. I shivered and rolled my hips. He thrusted slowly, I moved my hips back for him to go in deeper. I gasped at the pleasure that flooded over me. He sped up, rolling his hips. I gasped and pulled lightly on his hair. He moaned and bit my neck, "Thorin!" I gasped as a wave of pleasure slid down my spine.

I placed light kisses to his ear, he sighed and squeezed my hand. I squeezed back, "harder please," I whispered seductively in his ear.

He sat up far enough to stare into my eyes. He rolled his hips, thrusting upwards. I cried out, arching my back, "Thorin," I breathed out.

He placed a tender kiss to my lips. I kissed him back and kissed his jawline. We thrusted together in a steady, hard rhythm. We rolled our hips at the same time, making a slapping sound. "Faster," I breathed.

We sped up, he released my hands, "scratch me," he breathed seductively in my ear.

I placed my hands on his back. He nipped my ear, thrusting hard up against my prostate. I arched my back and scratched my nails down his back. He growled and bit the area where my neck and shoulder meet. I arched up against him, rolling my hips. "Thorin!" I nearly screamed as he pressed harder up against my prostate.

He rolled his hips, pounded into me in an upwards motion. He slammed up against my prostate with each thrust. He grabbed my straining erection, pumping it to his rhythm. I closed my eyes, stars clouded my vision. I trembled in pure ecstasy. My body felt like it was on fire. My orgasm slowly started to climb up, "harder, Thorin I'm about to cum."

He pumped and squeezed my erection faster. I thrusted my hips to his rhythm. He rolled his hips to my rhythm. I threw my head back up against the pillow, "Thorin oooh fuck yeaah!" I screamed splattering cum on our abdomens. He thrusted a few more times before releasing his hot seed deep inside of me. He slowly pulled out of me, I whimpered at the empty feeling. He lied down beside me, I stretched out my stiff legs. He pulled me close to him and wrapped his arm around me. I rested my head on his chest, "Can I ask you a question?" I asked staring up at him.

He kissed my sweat-soaked brown curls, "ask me anything you want."

"How did you come back?"

He sighed and smiled, " I hate to tell you this, but I faked my own death."

I felt a prick of sadness, "but why? I watched you die in my arms, Thorin. You faked you own death and had me believing you left the kingdom and me in grief."

He wiped away a tear that slid down my cheek, "I don't know my dear, Bilbo. I don't know why I faked my own death."

"Did you do it to get rid of me?"

He stared at me with wide eyes and kissed my forehead," No, what makes you say that. You know I love you and I'll do anything to for you. I wouldn't fake my own death to get rid of you. I do my best I can to stay with you, not the other way around."

I felt relieved, "I'm sorry I asked that. I was kind of scared because that's the only way you could get rid of me."

"Can I ask you a question, Master Baggins?"

"Bilbo, yes you may."

"Will you be my Consort?"

I kissed him sweetly, "I would love to be your Consort," I breathed up against his lips. He smiled and kissed me longingly. I returned his kiss and bit his lip lightly. He moaned, pulling away, "goodnight, Master Baggins."

"Thorin," I groaned.

He chuckled, "I know, Bilbo."

"Goodnight, Thorin."

I closed my eyes, resting my head up against his chest listening to his heartbeat.

I woke up on my side with someone's torso pressed up against my back with their arms wrapped around my waist. "Good morning, my beautiful Consort."

I wiped my eyes and looked over my shoulder. Thorin's hair was a little tousled and his bright eyes shone in the sunlight room. I smiled sleepily, "good morning, my king."

He kissed me deeply on the lips. I pulled away and got of bed to get dressed. I tossed Thorin his clothes, he quickly dressed as a knock sounded on the door. "Master Baggins," a voice said on the other side of the door.

I glanced at Thorin, he sat down at the foot of the bed. I rushed to the door and opened it wide enough for the person to see my face and torso. There stood Balin with a light in his elderly eyes. He bowed, "may I come in?"

I nodded and opened the door wider. He walked in slowly and stopped mid-step. He stared at Thorin in shock, "King Thorin," he gasped. "Y-You're alive too."

I held onto him, so he wouldn't fall to his knees. Thorin stood up, smiling. Balin walked to him holding out his arms. I smiled as they embraced and patted each other on the back. They pulled away, "welcome back laddie," Balin said.

"It's good to be back, Balin,"

Balin turned to me with a raised white eyebrow, "is that why your guards are not at your door, Master Baggins?"

I blushed and looked down, "very nice of you to notice, Balin."

He chuckled, "it's quite obvious, laddie."

I blushed even harder, "Balin, please stop embarrassing my Consort on our wedding day," Thorin chuckled.

He gasped, placing a gloved hand over his heart. He glanced back and forth between the two of us, "congratulations."

"Thanks Balin."

"Master Bag-"
We turned to see my guards standing in the doorway with their jaws to the floor. They quickly regained their composure and bowed, murmuring their respects to their king. "Please go tell everyone to come to Durin Hall," Thorin ordered my guards. "Tell them Bilbo sent you."

They bowed and ran out of the chambers. Thorin grabbed my hand and led me out into the hall with Balin behind us. Groups of heavy footsteps sounded in the hall. I nearly fainted seeing Fili and Kili among them I squeezed Thorin's hand, he squeezed back. Dis, Gloin, Oin, Dori, Nori, Oir, Bombur, Bofur, and a few others were also among them. They stopped in front of us and fell to their knees except Fili and Kili. I released Thorin's hand and held out my arms. Fili and Kili ran up to me shouting, "Uncle Bilbo, we're so happy to see Uncle Thorin and you together!"

I chuckled, "I'm glad you two are."

They pulled away from me and hugged Thorin, who returned the hug. Everybody started to stand up. Dis walked up to Thorin and hugged him after her sons pulled away, "why did you do this to everybody?"

She pulled away with a mixture of happiness and anger in her bright blue eyes. Thorin cleared his throat, everybody got quiet, "I don't know why I decided to fake my own death. I've been keeping a close eye on everyone and saw how my death affected everyone. I decided to come back. Last night Bilbo and I consumated our relationship-"

Everybody cheered, with a few wolf whistles in the air. I blushed, he held up a hand. The cheers and wolf whistles ceased, "I have asked Bilbo to be my Consort. Him and I are deciding to get married today."

"Long live King Thorin Under the Mountain and his Consort Bilbo!" Everybody shouted.

I felt a wave of excitement come across me. I never thought this day would ever happen and now it is. "You know it's bad luck for the King and his Consort to see each other on their wedding day," Kili announced.

"Separate them!" Bombur shouted.

Dis, Fili, Kili, Balin, my guards, and Nori dragged me away from Thorin. Everyone else dragged him away from me. Dis stared down at me, "I'm glad you're going to be my brother-in-law. I would've never thought anyone more perfect for my brother than you, Bilbo."

I smiled, "thanks, Dis."

She smiled brightly, "you're welcome, brother."

THE END

A/N: This fanfic has two more chapters. If you like this first chapter please tell me so I can post the other two chapters:-)