The whole day, Noor cannot forget the night. Although she resisted at first, she felt safe and warm in Thorins arms, and, if she is really honest with herself, she also felt something else. Thorins body has awoken a burning feeling deep inside her, telling her that she wants more than to just lay in his arms. She wants to feel his naked skin, explore his body, all the things she was so curious about before she was attacked. She remembers the talks she had with her sisters, about the men in the palace and how they looked. Her married sisters had told her what had happened in their wedding night, and it had made her long for a husband of her own, to explore those feelings with. As she was lying in her bath, she imagines how Thorin would look naked, she imagines his muscles, which seem both strong and safe, and she wonders how he would be in bed. Her hands slowly move towards her private places and start to explore, making her feel very warm. But she does not want to satisfy herself, she wants to give herself to Thorin and have him give her the pleasure she once felt. As she knows she can never tell him she wants him, so she has to show him. She decides to make herself look as attractive as possible, she shaves her legs, armpits and, upon consideration, also her private parts. She is not certain whether Thorin will like this, as dwarf women are quite hairy, but it makes her feel sexy so she does it anyway, for her own sake. She rubs herself with fragrant oils from her homeland and curls her hair. She then looks at her dresses. As she is a demure person, none of her dresses show a lot of flesh, except the ones she wore when she was still living with her family, so she decides to wear one of those. The dress shows a little clevage and has a high split, showing of her perfect legs. It is easily taken off by just undoing a small lace in her neck. Due to the design, she cannot wear any underwear underneath and the feeling of the dress touching her skins excites her.

But then her memories fight their way from her subconscious to her conscious. She looks at herself in the mirror and sees the frightened, bruised girl again. But she decides to push them away, determined to become intimate with Thorin to make their marriage work.

Thorin is working in the furnisses. Although he does not have to do this work, after all, he is the king, he enjoys it and it helps him get rid of his frustrations. Today however, he does not have any frustrations to hammer out, only a strong desire and anticipation for the dinner that is to come. He hopes Noor will open up to him, and not go back to the shell she has been in these last couple of months. He remembers her warmth of the night before, and the trust she has put in him, lying naked and crying her hurts out in his arms. As the work is done, he quickly heads to the bathroom, determinded to use it first so he is ready to go to Noor is fast as possible. But to his unfortune, a line of others dwarves is already forming, looking curiously at him. Although he works side by side with them the other dwarves never forget that he is the king and they have all heard the rumours and he finally slept in Noors bedroom last night, so they let him use the bathroom first. Normally, he just takes a quick shower, not caring if the is some sooth left on him. But tonight he takes his time, even using special oil that makes his hair extra curly. As he is washed, he heads to his room to get dressed and braid his hair. While braiding, he contemplates if she even likes braided hair, he did not see any braids in her fathers of brothers' hair. He decides to let it hang loose and walks to her door.

As he knocks, the doors are opened in an instant, and instead of the lady in waiting he is expecting to see, he sees Noor. Her dress reveals a lot of her body and he can see she is not wearing any underwear at all.

She smiles shyly and says:"I hope you don't mind I am wearing one of my dresses from back home, they just make me feel comfortable".

The only thing he can do is shake his head, as his mouth has become dry by seeing her in such revealing clothing. Last night she was also naked, but that was because she was sleeping. She has put this dress on deliberately, for him, and he hopes he interprets the message correctly. As he enters, she shows him his chair and serves him his dinner. He had expected that there would be someone waiting on them, but appearantely she wants to keep the dinner as intimately as possible and only wants the two of them in the room. He sits down and they start eating.

"I want to know more about you Noor, will you tell me?"

"What is it you want to know?" she asks softly, afraid he will want her to talk about the attack.

"The things you like, and don't like. How your childhood was. How you feel about living in Erebor. Things like that."

"O. Ehhh, well, eeh. Nothing interesting really."

"Let me be the judge of that. Now tell me, what do you like to do?"

"It is difficult to say. Me and my sisters were raised as princesses."

"What does that have to do with your hobbys?"

"It means that we were raised to do nothing really. Just visit people and receive visitors. That's why I got James, so I would have an excuse to do something."

"You were taught nothing?"

"Reading and writing, and history, literature, math, geography, things like that. But not like dwarven women to make things."

"It must have been boring."

"We were lucky actually. I have four sisters, so we could always talk, and my father permitted a lot more than other fathers would. And of course I had my brother, Melo, and my cousin, Djabriel. They always helped me snuck away and we would have so much fun." Noor smiles as she thinks back on it, and Thorin realises this is the first time he sees a genuine smile on his wife's face.

"It sounds nice, protected, but nice."

As they eat, they keep talking, slowly getting ot know eachother. After dinner, they sit in front of the fire on a rug, as the winterevenings are cold.

"Would you like some more mede, Noor?"

She nods, and looks up at him as he hands her the cup. As he gives it to her, he gently kisses her wrist. He expects her to pull back her arm, but to his pleasure, she does not. He sees it as a promising sign and proceeds to kiss all of her arm, going to her neck. He then gently takes her jaw and kisses her soft lips.

Noor had been nervous but also excited all night. Her ladies had shown her where she could find all the plates and cutlery and everything else she needed to make the dinner a succes, as she did not want anyone breaking the intimacy between Thorin and her. They would both feel more comfortable without servants in the room, she thought. Dinner went well, and to her surprise she felt nice talking to Thorin. She had believed him to be a shallow brute, with nothing but his previous battles and victories to talk about. But he was much kinder and deeper than that. After dinner, she asked him to sit next to her to the fireplace, not because she was cold, but because she found it a cosy and romantic spot. When he offered her more mede, she gladly accepted, as she knew it would calm her nerves. Now he was standing next to her, giving her the cup. As he gives it, he kisses her wrist. Her first instinct is to pull her arm back, but she forces herself not to, as she knows it would kill the mood of the evening and draw attention to things she did not want attention drawn to. He kisses her arm and her neck, and her skin shivers under the warmth of his kisses. As he takes her jaw and kisses her while his sapphire eyes look straight into hers, she knows she wants to give herself to him; she just does not know how to show it to him. His kiss is making her feel warm and she kisses him back, with more and more passion.

As Thorin feels that she is passionately kissing him, and not just letting him kiss her, he knows that she wants him. This pleasures him, but also frightens him a bit. He does not want to go to fast, hurt her or do anything she is not ready for. He moves his hands slowly to her breasts, careful to notice any sign that she does not want to. But his hands do not meet the anticipated resistance, only willingness. Her breasts are firm and souple and he feels her nipples trough her dress. Although an experienced lover with more than his fair share of women, the mere feeling of her breasts turns him on more than he is willing to admit.

Noor notices his heavy breathing while he is touching her breasts, and she slowly undoes the lacing in her neck. The dress was a good choice, as it immediately falls to her waist as the lacing is undone, showing her naked skin to him. He massages her breasts more firmly now, while still kissing her. His mouth then slowly find its way to her neck, her collarbone and then her breasts. As he is sucking her nipples, he looks up at her, trying to see if she enjoys it or even though she feels strange, having someone touch places no man has ever touched before, she enjoys it. She enjoys the warmth of his mouth, his firm hands of her skin and the rough feeling of his beard. She also starts breathing heavier, which seems to encourage him to continue and let his hands wander to her thighs. Although she wants it, this makes her freeze up a bit, his hands near her private parts, but she hopes he did not notice and continues his exploring.

But Thorin did notice. She was enjoying his touches and kisses right up to the moment his hands touched her thighs through her dress. He does not want to disturb the moment, so he slowly puts his hands on her breasts again. But this seems to displeasure her, and he is confused. "What does she want?" Never has he felt so insecure while making love to a woman. But she takes his hands and puts them back on his thighs and he smiles, as he feels she trusts him and wants him. He slowly starts to pull her dress, and she gets up a bit so he can pull it over her ass and take it all of. She is now sitting next to him completely naked, and he takes a moment to appreciate this sight. He is surprised that she seems to be hairless, even her private parts. Although unusual to him, it turns him on. He feels warm, overdresses and confined in his clothes, and starts to take them off. He feels her looking at him while he does, and he hopes they are looks of desire, and not fear or shyness. For the first time in his life he feels slightly ashamed of his many battle scars. What were signs of bravery before, now seem to be signs of imperfection next to her creamy, smooth skin. But she does not turn away, nor does she freeze up. Instead, she helps him take his blouse of and softly massages his torso.

As Thorin takes his clothes of, Noor is impatient, she wants to feel his warm skin against hers, and can't wait for him to be naked. As he struggles with his blouse, he is obviously not used to wearing those kind of formal clothes, she helps him and feels his skin for the first time. She sees his scars which are, contrary to hers, clearly visible. His muscular torso turns her on; she just wants to feel his skin, feel the strength and warmth. As he has finally takes the last piece of undergarment off, she sees him naked for the very first time. He is sturdy, but not fat. His muscles bulge, and she finds him the most handsome man she has ever seen. He tries to hide it, but she has already seen that his dick is erected and quite big. If she is honest, it scares her a bit. How is that going to fit inside of her?

Thorin sees her fear, and regrets that he has taken all his clothes off at once. He feels he should have waited, and let her get used to his body. But she does not turn away, so he kisses her again, slowly pushing her on the rug so she lies on her back. He then continues his kisses on her chest and her breasts and proceeds to her belly. The further down he goes, the heavier she breaths, but also the more cramped her muscles get.

He lies next to her and says: "Tell me what to do and where to go, and if you feel too shy to do so, just lead me there, as I only want to pleasure you and not do anything that upsets you".

She looks up in his eyes, and nods. Then, she slowly pushes his head back to her belly. Although still cramped, he notices that she enjoys and continues going further down. As he reaches her private place, she opens her eyes in surprise.

Thorin told her to lead him where she wanted him to go, and although it made her nervous, she did not want him to stop kissing her belly. But then he went further down, and his tongue touched her clit. She was thoroughly surprised! What did he want to do with his tongue there. She knows a man can pleasure a woman with his hands, but with his tongue?

"What are you doing?" she squeels, and he looks up to her.

"I just want to give you pleasure, do you not want me to?" he asks.

"I do, but I have never heard of a man kissing a woman there", she replies.

"Then let me show you" he says with a lustfull smile, as he continues to kiss her.

At first she feel awkward and self conscious, but then she truely feels the warmth of his tongue and she gives in to the pleasure.

Thorin feels her getting more and more wet as he kisses her private parts. She tastes sweet, like honey, and it turns him on. His tongue moves faster and faster. This is not the time to tease her, but to introduce her to pleasure. Teasing and delayed pleasure can follow some other time. Besides, he does not want to stop, as it fills him with joy that she gives herself over to him. As he licks her, he keeps looking at her ecstatic face, and by the clenching of the muscles in her legs, he knows that she is about to come. When she does, it is with a very feminine sigh, not the animalistic groans he is used to from the women he had before her. He goes back to kissing her belly and slowly proceeds to go up, until his lips finds hers. Half of his body is on top of her, and he is sure that she feels his erect dick against her leg. He wonders whether he should stop now, and proceed antother time or that he should lie op top of her and continue. He can't decide and she gives him no clues, so he decides to ask her.

As she finished, Thorin did not stop kissing her. He came back to her lips, but then seems undecisive. She wonders whether someting is wrong. Perhaps she made a strange noice or tasted strange?

But then he asks her: "Do you want to go on, or do you want to stop?"

She loves that he is so considerate to ask, but hates that he feels that he should ask. She feels his hard dick; he slowly moves it against her leg as he is so aroused. She wants to go on, but is afraid of what follows. But another time it will also hurt and she will also feel nervous. She kisses him again, and looks in his eyes.

"Will you- will you be gentle?" she asks softly,

and he says "Stop me whenever you do not feel comfortable anymore. Just tell me or push me away, I will not mind".

She pulls him on top of her, and feels his dick throbbing against her still sensitive private parts. A short memory flash comes to her, but she pushes it away, determinded to enjoy. He then puts the head of his dick at her entrance and looks at her.

"Are you sure you wants this?" he asks, and she nods, unable to speak because of her nervousness.

He slowly pushes his dick inside her, opening her. She gasps as he does, as she feels she is being split open.

The feeling of first entering her was divine, but as he looks at her face he sees that it hurts her. She frowns her forehead and opens her mouth as she gasps.

He stops, kisses her and says: "Are you alright, do you want me to stop?". She puts her arms arounds him and he says: "Try to relax, relax your muscles, that will make it easier."

He feels that she is trying to relax her inner muscles, and after a few moments it works, and he slowly starts moving again. It feels like the warm embrace he imagined it would be, and she is so tight. He starts kissing her more passionately and feels he is losing control. He just wants to keep pushing his dick in her, harder and deeper, but he knows he will hurt her.

He looks at her and says: "This is the greatest feeling ever. But tell me if I hurt you, please tell me, please".

But she just kisses him and he gives himself over. He starts grunting and his movements become more erratic. His hands start to massage her breasts and his lips close around her nipple.

Thorin makes love to her in a very sweet way. She knows he is so aroused that he just wants to fuck, like he does with the maids, but he keeps going slowly and looks into her eyes. His mouth opens as he starts grunting and she fears he will lose control. But then he goes slow again and begs her to tell him if he hurts her. Of course it hurts, but she knows it is part of having sex for the first time. It is not the pain of humiliation she felt before, and she feels safe with him. He starts moving faster and he grabs her breasts and sucks on her nipples. Then, the grunts and breathing gets louder, and with a scream, he throws his head in his neck and finishes. He is completely covered in sweat, and the combination of the smell of his fresh sweat and the sounds of him orgasming turn her on. She kisses him as he lays on top of her, and she looks in his eyes.

"Shall we lie in the bed?", she asks, he nods and gets off her.

As she gets up, she notices the bloodstain on the rug and feels embarrassed, making her blush. She sees that Thorin also notices, but instead of finding it annoying, he smiles at her and kisses her softly.

"Thank you" he simply says.

The next morning she wakes up and sees him lying next to her. She puts her head on his torso and listens to the sound of his heartbeat for a while. She thinks of what happened last night, and smiles. He was so kind, tender and loving. She had not expected such sex from him at all. She tought it would be rough and painfull, with him dominating her. But instead, he had her lead the way and determine the pace, and she loved him for it. Thinking of it, makes her feel warm again and she sofly kisses his nipples. Although sleeping, his body responds to her kisses as he turns to her. She starts to kiss his neck and ears and then, to wake him up, she softly kisses his lips. She hopes he is not put off by last nights sex and not interested in repeating it, but then she feels his dick growing and getting hard. He slowly opens his eyes and his hand grabs the back of her head. He pulls her toward him, passionately kissing her.

As she wakes him up by kissing him, he is immediately turned on. He is so happy she wants more, and the only thing he wants is to kiss her and spend the whole day in bed together, exploring eachothers body. His hands go to her breasts, and she starts to breath heavily. With his right hand, he starts to touch her private parts, and he feels that she is already wet and warm. He can not wait and he pulls her on top of him. She seems unsure of what to do, so he places his dick on her entrance. She slowly leans down and he enters her. He moans as she lets out a soft gasp, but she does not yet know how to move exactly to give them the best feeling. He places his hand on her ass and starts moving it as he enters her deeper and deeper.

As she sits on him, she feels his dick entering and gasps at the sudden pleasure she feels. It does not hurt like it did last night, and she can enjoy the feeling. She feels filled and whole, but she does not know what to do now. Too shy to ask, she is happy that his hands move her, and as she moves faster and faster she feels ecstatic. He then picks her up and lies on top of her. Did she do anything wrong?

But he says: 'I just want to look right in your eyes as I make you come."

She smiles and gives herself over to his movements. His dick touches exactly the right spot, a spot she did not know she had, and a warm feeling comes over her. She want him to move faster and she puts her hands on his ass to push him to the speed she wants. He smiles and kisses her passionately as he keeps looking in her eyes. She lifts her legs and wraps them around him, so she can feel all of him inside her. She starts moaning in a soft voice, harder as he moves faster and kisses her neck. When he feels she is about to come, he looks at her face again, as if he wants to see how she looks when she comes. His breathing also becomes heavier as he thrusts his dick in her harder and deeper, and it is difficult for him to maintain eyecontact, but he does nevertheless. And as she finishes with a feminine scream, he grunts in his manly fashion and throws his head back in one final thrust.

As they lie next to eachother, trying to regain their strength and unaware of the ladies in waiting who have heard everything from outside the room and immediately start spreading the gossip, Noor feels great, but she does not know how to continue. They have been cold and hatefull towards eachother for such a long time, how can they change their ways?