Chapter 9: Making Up For Lost Time
WARNING! Mature content in this chapter. Please be respectful!
The days were drawing ever on, and so with them grew the belly of young Lily. Gandalf intended for the group to make for Beorn's halls to seek a resting place and food. This was a very agreeable idea to all the dwarves, as sleeping in the wild was becoming tiresome. Most of all Thorin did not want Lily, in her ever increasingly vulnerable state, to have to sleep in such rough ways, and eat such scarce amounts of food.
Gandalf too had Lily in mind in his plans. He knew the great skin-changer would not turn down a young maiden in such a tenderly way. He was sure that, in fact, his curiosity of the situation would allow them in, if nothing else.
For Thorin, walking beside his lover brought both a sense of comfort and worry. He feared that she was now in such a state that even the smallest battle could do her harm. He also could not control his need for her. She seemed ever more radiant as his growing heir in her womb protruded outwardly. The thought of her carrying his child brought forth an animal need in him to claim her, again and again.
As these thoughts traveled silently through his mind, Lily turned and observed her king, seeing his expression change as he suddenly realized he was being watched. He quickly turned away, as though she had heard some secret he was telling in his head. A slight blush flushed upon his mighty cheeks. He casts his eyes away, looking about their surroundings, his breathing becoming heavier. He could not let his shield drop in the company of the others. Lily merely giggled at the thought that he had something to blush about, but she could guess what he was thinking.
Bilbo and Gandalf were now in the lead, as only Gandalf knew the way to Beorn's halls. They began to chat, as Bilbo was curious as to their destination. It was then that they all overheard Gandalf's proclamation.
"I always meant to see you all safe (if possible) over the mountains, and now by good management and good luck I have done it." Gandalf began merrily, "Indeed we are now a great deal further east than I ever meant to come with you, for after all this is not my adventure. I may look in again before it is all over, but in the meanwhile I have some other pressing business to attend to."
At this all the dwarves began to look from face to face, unhappiness spreading amongst them, fear spreading in Bilbo, and Lily and Thorin glanced at each other with worry.
"Do not fret my friends, I will not leave you this instant. I can spare you another day or two. I intend to help you in your current plight, as we have no food, no supplies and no ponies, as it stands." Gandalf said, "Besides, you do not know your way, and if we are to meet our host, it must be done with no lack of grace, for meeting him in any other way, in any time other than daylight would put all at great risk." He finished, turning forward once again and walking on calmly.
Bilbo cast a fearful look back at Lily, gulping slightly. She merely gave him an encouraging look. How fond she had grown of her little companion. The dwarves were continually trying to convince Gandalf to stay on with their quest, that he would be well rewarded with gold and jewels, but he stayed firm.
"I think I have earned my share in this quest as it is, did I not?" He said, turning to face the disgruntled dwarves. They said no more on the subject.
Finally Gandalf brought them all to a fairly deep river near the ford. There the dwarves wasted no time in stripping and running into the cold stream. They all began to bathe and sing merrily. Even Bilbo found himself a rock behind which he could bathe. Thorin took Lily a bit further upstream, and there they bathed together. He tenderly washed her now small, swelling belly, and she in turned bathed him. It was a relaxing time for all.
Despite himself, even in the peace he found in the river with his lover, Thorin's mind wandered continuously back to the threat ahead. They were to face a dragon. They were merely 13 dwarves, and not the best nor brightest. Very few had ever seen battle, and young Bilbo, well, he barely knew how to handle his little sword. He could not defend Lily and fight a dragon. His face began to show his inner thoughts, the lines deepening. Lily tilted her head to the side, and gently ran a finger along his forehead. Realizing she could see his tension, he smiled gently at her, trying to hide his fears.
As the dwarves all lay drying in the sun Bilbo finally asked Gandalf,
"So who are we going to see?" His eyes filled with wonder.
"His name is Beorn, and he is, as I have said, a skin-changer." Gandalf said, looking down at the hobbit, "He chooses to change into the shape of a bear. He is easily angered, mind, so you must all be as polite as possible." He warned.
All the dwarves nodded, looking at Gandalf puffing once again on his pipe. After a while, the whole group carried on. Soon they came to the halls of Beorn. It was a great collection of wooden structures with a beautiful courtyard. The beehives were buzzing with giant bees, and Bilbo could hear the faint noises of horses. Gandalf and Bilbo went first, as Gandalf had a plan in mind to ease their host's desire to deny any guests.
Soon a whistle came, and Lily was led by Thorin towards the great hall. In they went, bowing humbly at the great man before them.
"Thorin Oakenshield, at your service." Thorin said, looking up from his bow, "And this is my lady Lily of the house of Winters." He finished.
At this, the great man rose up, "By my beard, it cannot be! Your house has long since fallen, has it not my lady?" The giant man asked.
Lily locked eyes with him, and said in a steady voice, "Evidently not, my lord."
His great eyes then fell upon the gentle swell peaking out from her crimson cloak.
"You are with child?" He asked, his dark eyes wandering to Thorin, "I dare say, it is the dwarf king's heir?" He marvelled, "Why, such a union has never been heard of!"
"Does it matter?" Lily challenged in a slightly lower tone.
After observing the pair for a moment, he began to stroke his beard. Gandalf watched the tense scene with tentative eyes, afraid their host would feel insult at her answer. He did not have long to think on the matter as the next two dwarves came in through the great doors.
Beorn's eyes shifted from the door back to the couple, "I suppose not." He said in a grumble.
Thorin looked at Lily with a new found sense of pride. She had defended their love, when in all respects, most children of men would be deathly shamed at the idea of a paring with a dwarf. He smiled gently at her, and she gave his hand a gentle squeeze.
Gandalf then quickly interrupted and continued on with his tale he had been telling Beorn before the arrival of Lily and Thorin. He was weaving the story of how they came to be there. Beorn was fully engrossed, and soon forgot about the dwarf king and his daughter-of-man lover all together. Everyone ate and enjoyed the warmth of the fires. Soon they all became tired, and the telling of tales came to an end. Beorn had brought beds in for his guests, and warned that no one should unbar the great doors at night, no matter what they heard. He then bade them goodnight, and went outside.
It did not take long for everyone to fall asleep. It was the moment Thorin had been waiting for. Lily had already gently dozed off, but he intended to wake her, and take full advantage. Their bed was just behind a great wooden pillar, so they were quite out of sight.
He began with gently kissing her neck, scraping his beard ever so slightly, causing her to stir ever so little. He then deftly undid her dress, and began to slip it off of her shoulders. The air from the room soon made contact with her pale skin, causing her to wake. Her blue eyes, now pale and clear from sleep, looked up at him, causing his manhood to stir. She was so incredibly beautiful, and he had waited days to have her again.
He kissed her shoulder and continued pulling her dress slowly down. Lily's hand came and stopped his in mid-motion,
"No, the others are too near, they will hear." Lily whispered.
"No, they are quite asleep, they have not had such comfortable beds in weeks, they will sleep deeply, we can roar and scream our pleasure, and none will wake." Thorin's deep vibrating voice insured her.
He then pushed Lily's hand back to the pillow, and made quick work of removing her dress. She soon lay naked in the light of the fire, feeling quite exposed as she could hear the snoring of the dwarves not but feet from them. Thorin enjoyed watching her squirm. It excited him at the thought of them being caught, in mid passionate love making, groaning and moaning with pleasure. These thoughts made him even more hard, and he swiftly threw off his own garb and pushed his head between her creamy thighs.
Lily's head rolled back, her mouth opening as her whole body arched with pleasure. Thorin's tongue was giving her no mercy. She tasted so sweet to him, as he dipped into her core again and again, lapping up her juices. His tongue then lazily circled her nub, causing her to give out stifled cries. He loved seeing her so tortured. He knew she wanted to scream. She laced her fingers in his hair, moaning with pleasure now ever so slightly, as she was finding it hard to contain. Just as Thorin could feel her tightening, he stopped his assault and sat up between her thighs.
Lily's eyes looked at him with wide desperation, but he did not give her relief. No. He had waited too long for this, he was going to enjoy himself. He began by trailing his fingers on the backs and insides of her thighs, sending goosebumps shooting up all over her skin. Her little gasps told him she was enjoying it. He would trail down to her hot core, circling just around the wet warmth, causing her to buck every so often. His fingers then traveled up her navel, spreading to her ribs as his tips ran slowly up her sides. She sighed once again.
When he reached her breasts he began to massage them slowly and firmly, flicking her peaks one at a time, pinching them ever so slightly. Lily could not control herself much more, her moans were becoming louder, and her expression became more desperate. The deep chuckle that vibrated from Thorin made her ache for him.
"Beg me." He said in a low, deep tone.
Lily's eyes shot open as she looked at Thorin. The light of the fire made his skin glow, and the dark look of desire in his eyes made her shiver with need.
"Beg me." He ordered again, pinching her nipple with just enough pressure.
Lily gave out a cry of pleasure, leaning her head back.
"No, my little vixen, if you want more, you must beg for it." Thorin said in a deep, teasing tone.
"Mmmm...Thorin...please!" Lily begged.
"Please what?" Thorin said, tilting his head so that his left ear was closer.
"Please...take me, I need you!" Lily said, her voice thick with desire. Her face flushed red at the way he made her beg, a little bit of shame came over her, the way he made her so wanton. She only hoped none of the dwarves could hear them.
Thorin did not wait any longer, he entered her with great force, being mindful not to do any damage to the baby.
"Why are you blushing?" He whispered in her ear as he pounded her willing core.
"Because...you make me beg...like a harlot..." Lily whispered back.
The laugh that came from Thorin surprised her. He enjoyed seeing her writhing with a slight discomfort.
"You are no harlot, my lady, but that does not mean a woman should not beg her lover to bed her." Thorin said in a sensual tone, merely centimeters away from her ear.
More shivers shot through Lily as she enjoyed his teasing. His rhythmic pounding also left her mind swimming, she did not want it to stop, but it did. Thorin pulled out without warning and lay on his back next to her.
"Get on top." He commanded.
"What?" Lily asked, suddenly confused from the fog of passion.
"Please me." Thorin said in his rumbling commanding voice.
Lily did not know why, but she enjoyed his sudden game of authority. He knew he could not control her amongst the group, but when he had her in bed, she was his to command. She gently rose up, careful not to exert herself or the baby. She straddled Thorin, looking deeply into his eyes.
"Take me inside." He commanded, "Ride me!" He said, a fire burning in his blue eyes.
Lily gently lowered herself onto his manhood, hearing him groan with intense pleasure.
"Ride me!" Thorin commanded with a growl, grabbing her hands in his, entwining their fingers and holding her firm.
Lily began to ride him, slowly at first, torturing him with the way her back arched as she went up and down. His eyes were locked on her, soaking in every detail of her body, growling with his pleasure. He tried to buck against her, but she pushed him down with her hips.
"What are you doing to me woman?" He groaned at her, almost threateningly.
Lily ignored him, and continued her slow assault. His eyes rolled back into his head, and his groans, growls and moans became more frequent. She then picked up her pace, seeing him quickly advance to his release. She then slowed again to an agonizing pace. Thorin's head rose up violently, his eyes wide and fierce,
"Do not toy with me so, woman!" He roared. Lily was not afraid, she knew he was just in the throes of passion. His head fell back to the pillow, sweat gathering on his brow.
Lily's own need was growing too, the feeling of his hard manhood rubbing against her so, putting friction in just the right places. Her own moans began to increase, causing Thorin to groan louder. Her teasing continued, her intent being to give him a mind-shattering release. Thorin, on the other hand, could wait no longer.
With a mighty roar he rose up to a sitting position, bringing her to sit on his thighs, he began to thrust up into her violently, his desire could no longer be contained. He pounded hard and fast, groaning into her breasts, and the looking up into her eyes with fierce passion, clenching his teeth. He would not break eye contact with her now until they both reached their release. His groans and growls drove her mad, she could feel her core tightening around his manhood, and she could hear him groaning with deep pleasure. Lily began to cry out, soon her contractions around his member caused him to explode within her, his groans coming out in broken gasps, ending with a deep, satisfied growl.
He collapsed backwards, pulling her to his side. Lily lifted her head weakly to see if anyone was awake, but the snores continued on unbroken. She then dropped her head to his chest, breathing heavily and enjoying the sheen of the sweat on his firm muscles. As he caught his breath, Thorin growled at Lily,
"You should never tease your king so, when he demands release, you give it to him" Thorin warned.
Lily smiled softly to herself, "Yes, my lord." She answered in a subordinate tone.
Thorin's grip on her tightened as he gave one more great sigh, before grabbing his clothes and dressing himself. Lily did the same, and the couple lay down together to sleep, Thorin spooning her from behind, one hand resting protectively on her belly. It was not hard to find sleep in his arms, so Lily joined Thorin in the halls of dreams, feeling satisfied and at peace.
