It's worth fighting for

by elveriamoir

A collection of one-shots, that may or may-not be linked or in order about the characters from the hobbit. I am open to suggestions, but there will be at least fifteen chapters. I would love to hear what you happen to think about them. there may be slash/durincest involved please do not flame me for it.

21. Sugar

AN: I do not own the hobbit, its characters or places. I merely decided to play with them one day. Please let me know what you think, I do enjoy reading you reviews.

FanFiction Queen: hope this makes you feel better.

Sugar.

Dwalin hung his heavy furs on a peg in the now familiar hallway and followed his nose to the kitchen. The smial was filled with the smells of baking which meant Bilbo was sure to be in a good mood. He paused and kicked his boots off just before he reached the kitchen and slipped through the door. The scent of cinnamon hung in the air and Dwalin leant against the door frame and drank in the sight of Bilbo's slender form danced around the warm kitchen. The windows were fogged and on the range a single kettle whistled merrily. Unable to resist any longer Dwalin closed the space between them in three short strides and swept Bilbo into a crushing hug, spinning them slightly as he did. His hobbit's shriek of surprise made him chuckle until the smaller male somehow managed to twist in his arms and wrap his legs around his waist. Floury hands were in his hair and Dwalin couldn't bring himself to mind as he was greeted with a warm kiss. He groaned as the hands in his hair tugged slightly and he could taste caramel in his hobbit's kiss. Bilbo's laugh sent shivers of delightful expectation through him and he realised he had been expected. As he lowered Bilbo to the floor he glanced around the kitchen and realised that there was actually nothing in the range. He raised an eyebrow at the now delightfully flushed face of his hobbit as he took in the fact the smaller male was wearing a pair of low slung trousers and a partially unbuttoned shirt. When Bilbo merely nodded in response he growled low in his throat and started to struggle with the many clasps on his armour. His eyes locked with Bilbo's and instead of helping him the hobbit leant against the edge of the table and watched. Dwalin felt his cheeks heat slightly as the green-hazel eyes darkened slightly and he sighed in relief as the last of his heavy armour fell to the floor. He stepped forward and claimed Bilbo's mouth with a searing kiss. Even though they were both only wearing trousers and shirts now he suddenly felt like there were too many layers between them. His hobbit obviously had the same thought as nibble fingers were undoing the ties on his shirt pushing it off his shoulders before dropping to the front of his leathers dragging blunt nails over his stomach muscles as they did. Dwalin knew he hadn't locked the door behind him and pulled away to tell Bilbo that when his now naked One dangled a jug from his forefinger. Dwalin felt his eyes widen as the scent of caramel reached his nose. He groaned and consigning the neighbours to the devil pounced on a laughing Bilbo.

AN; Hope you liked.