Sméagle slowly caressed the curved edges of the thing that he held so close to him in his palm. As his fingers etched around the thick band he couldn't help but feel a desire towards the amount of power pulsing through it. It was as if the power was wanting to burst from it and this was something that Sméagle wanted so dearly. Of course he couldn't let any of that go to waste and he was to do anything to make sure that it didn't.
Sméagle however wasn't the only being that wanted this. Bilbo Baggins, a hobbit from Baggend, wanted this as well. The only thing that stood in his way was the pathway of obsticles.
In some way Sméagle wanted Bilbo to share in his pleasure of the thing that lay in the palm of his hand. It was a great burden for Sméagle to have to share alone so if Bilbo was to be a part of it then a great weight would be lifted from Sméagle.
Bilbo was more than happy to accompany Sméagle in this task. The only thing that he wanted was to be able to hold it in his hand and to feel it's pulse beneath his fingers.
Where the two were together once again was where the true magic of it all began to develop. The undeniable lust for the heat that it gave off was too much to bear.
As they both grew closer and closer to having a firm grasp on it they felt the heat that lingered in the air. As it grew hotter the object began to get a new feature on the surface of its appearence. This grew the two closer together and in turn closer to the object. The want inside them growing greater as they got closer together.
As Bilbo got closer to the object Sméagle seemed be sent into deep thought. His senses clicked back as Bilbo wrapped his hand around the throbbing object.
Sméagle's want increased as Bilbo had the object all to himself. His sense of need epowering him to attack Bilbo in order to have the object all to himself and to gain all of the plessure on his side alone.
Bilbo let go of it causing the sense of pleasure to leave the both of them. Sméagle saw this as his chance and took the object for himself and running into the distance and as far away from Bilbo as possible.
The sense of pleasure had left Bilbo in a daze as he starred at the pathway that Sméagle had ran down carrying the one thing that he wanted the most...
The ring...