Serve and Protect

by jennifbl

Gwen is a police officer from the modern day. When an unexpected date goes bad, Gwen finds herself in the middle of the woods with her nephew waking her up looking just as confused as she does. They are found by the company of Thorin Oakenshield. Gwen's humour and protective nature attracts the attention of a certain Dwarf.

11. King's Feelings

Thorin's P.O.V

What is it with this woman? I stand outside Gwen's door and I can hear her inside. What happened at the river should never have happened. I should not be having these feelings for her. This quest is for the mountain and yet all I can think about is Guinevere. From the moment I saw her wearing almost nothing I had feelings for her but I assumed that was because she was practically naked and I am a man. Then she rode with me, her skirt rode up further as I placed her on the horse showing a lot more of her legs and all I remember is feeling annoyed that those black silk things she wears covered her skin. All I have wanted since then is to run my hands over her creamy skin. She became uncomfortable from the saddle because she is not used to them and she started moving around. She unknowingly started grinding against me. I had to force her to sit still. I noticed her beauty from the moment I saw her but it seemed to grow with every moment she spent here. I place my forehead on the wall. I need her. Her blonde, curly hair that is almost white in the sun, those blue eyes are brighter than gems with swirls of colours, they remind me of the arkenstone. Her mouth is plump and pink and they are soft. It is not something you get with Dwarf women. They are covered in hair and not that much different from the men.

I step closer to the door and hear nothing inside. I open the door and step into the room. My breath hitches in my throat when I see Gwen on the bed. The blanket has fallen to her hips and her leg has wrapped around them. Those legs, despite her height, look long and they are pure muscle but not big. She's only wearing her undergarments and her entire body is on show to me. Her stomach, it's toned and smooth and white. Her breast rise and fall with her breathing. They are big and when she presses against me I can feel how soft they are. I move to her bedside. Her face is illuminated by the moonlight streaming through the window. I kneel down next to her. She is beautiful. My fingers drift across her mouth. So beautiful. My mouth replaces my fingers. I think I love her. I will reclaim Erebor for her and she will be my Queen. I stand up and leave.