Neko Bilbo x Master Thorin (Modern Day)
The party had finally ended much to Thorin's relief. His watch read that it was already three in the morning and everyone had already left the mansion either drunk as skunks or passed out from all the alcohol. All that was left to do was to get some sleep and clean up the mess in the morning but he knew that he had things he needed to take care of first.
At first he was besides himself to just let what happened slide just this one time, even Fili and Kili said that no harm was done, but he know it was something he couldn't ignore anymore.
Ever since he had rescued Bilbo from the streets and has been living with him for the past two and a half years he's still being as resentful and distant as the day he first arrived. He would hardly eat the food that was given to him, he never slept in the same bed as Thorin, he never uses his words to talk to him, hell he wouldn't even let Thorin touch him for that matter.
In Bilbo's eyes everyone was dangerous and not to be trusted, living on the streets taught him that much but he wasn't always this way.
He once had the perfect life, lived in a loving home with his previous master and his wife. They were kind and loving people and treated him as if he were their son when they adopted him from the shelter. But as the years went by their relationship started to crumble just like any other marriage.
He thought that he could be enough to keep them together but all his efforts were in vain. The woman he had come to call mother had soon packed up and left the house without saying goodbye and the man that was his father figure soon after fell into a state of deep drunkenness and intense mood swings. One time he would talk to Bilbo lovingly and tell him that everything would be OK and then another time beat him with his fists until he was a mess of blood and tears lying on the cold dirty floor.
That went on until he turned sixteen, until his master threw him out into the freezing cold one night with only the clothes on his back to keep him warm from the bitter cold.
After that night he had to learn how to fend for himself, not like anyone else was going to. He taught himself how to survive in a world that didn't care about him and to steal from the people who wouldn't even give him as much as a side ways glance.
For two years he lived like that, doing what he needed to survive even if it was using his body does nights worth of food and shelter. He never considered himself a slut, he only resorted to sexual favours when he was desperate for something or to payback a debt. And from all of those exchanges he begun to hate himself for stopping so low to strays just like himself, the only difference he had from them was that they were above the system and could do something for him. He was actually very popular as word got around about his teachniques and intoxicating submissive nature.
He had offers to join groups who looked were eachother in the streets but he know that they were just offering him to be a personal sex slave, but he would never degrade himself as to being owned.
But on one rainy night, he had gotten into a fight with a stray just like himself over who was going to have their dinner. He won of course and got to eat that night but ended up getting hurt in the fight of teeth and claws. As the rain began to pour down heavily on his shivering body, he made his way down the street to find shelter but as he was crossing the road he didn't notice the car that was coming his way.
He was unconscious for a week after he got hit and when he woke up he found that he was bandaged up and in a bed that sure as hell wasn't his. He began to panicked of course and tried to get up but his aching body woul'nt let him. A few minutes into still trying to get out of the bed and ending up on the carpeted floor, with a swinging open of the bedroom door he had met the man who's bed he was in.
Thorin Oakenshield, one of the richest men in the world and the man that had hit him with his car had walked into the room and rushed to his aid with a tray of fresh bandges and a bowl of what seemed of be just water.
Thorin tried his best to help him and offer an apology for what happened but he would only lash out and hiss at his savoir. It was understandable of course but as time went by Bilbo wasn't warming up to him in the slightest. Any attempt would award Thorin with either scratches, broken things around his home or just warning hisses whenever Bilbo thought he was invading his personal space.
Thorin even tried introducing him to some of his friends pets but Bilbo would always end up hurting them when they got too close to him, but what he did tonight out of sear spite towards his nephews was crossing the line.
He soon made his way up the flight of stairs that lead to the third floor where his pet marked as his part of the house since it has most of the mansions necessities. Whenever he was on the floor Bilbo would always be grooming himself on the couch sometimes wearing nothing but a baggy sweater and socks. Thorin even found himself staring too long when Bilbo would go into all sorts of positions only his feline body could manage and he'd come to admitting that seeing Bilbo lick his legs and on occasions between them was an irresistible sight.
He wasn't going to lie that he wasn't attracted to his pet, he often dreamed to the positions we would experiment on that flexible body and all the pleads and moans he could squeeze out of those kissible lips.
God, his dick would twitch with just a glare from those gorgeous brown eyes as to remind him to look but don't touch whenever Bilbo caught him staring.
He wasn't sure what would happen when he crossed into feline territory but he knew that whatever happens, tonight was the night Bilbo would learn to behave as was expected of him.
He didn't bother on knocking and just entered the bedroom that Bilbo stays in. The room had no lights on in it but he had no problem noticing the fixed gaze of the glowing brown slits that were on him from in the corner of the room. He didn't want to be but he was pissed, not only because Bilbo had attacked his nephew's when they stupidly tried to touch him but he was also pissed at himself for letting Bilbo's behaviour go on for so long without punishment.
He took a daring step into the room, and each step earned him a warning growls or hisses.
"You have been a very difficult pet Bilbo, from the day I welcomed you into this house you have been nothing but aggressive and undisciplined, and tonight you dared to attack my nephew's for something as foolish as trying to touch you."
He was inches infront of him now feeling his anger boiling up to be surface, Bilbo even swatted at him with his sharp claws and a last warning hiss to tell him to back the fuck off but he wasn't going to this time.
"I can tolerate you behaviour towards me but my nephew's pet, are out of the question." His voice has become deeper than before. Bilbo even felt a little intimidated at how angry his master appeared to be. Broad strong shoulders, buff chest, bulging arms and legs, he was made to be intimidating but Bilbo wasn't going to back down either.
He knew he had been a little harsh tonight when Thorin allowed him to join the party and ended up attacking one or two people who tried to touch him but he doesn't like being touched, by anyone he didn't consent with and Thorin should have made that clear to them.
With a swift move to the right Bilbo dodged a hand that had reached out to grab him, then he moved to the left and swatted Thorin across the arm when he had tried it again.
"Stop fighting me Bilbo, this has gone on long enough!" Thorin growled trying to calm the raging neko he had trapped in his muscular arms. Bilbo hissed and scratched at him as to reply "never!" and "Go fuck yourself."
Having had enough Thorin made his way out of the room and headed to the master bedroom on the fifth floor with Bilbo thrown over his broad shoulder scratching and flicking his tail in his face.
Opening the door and closing it behind them with a click of the lock, Thorin marching over to the king sized bed and threw Bilbo onto it with no mercy.
"Strip." Thorin orderd peering down at his pet with a cold glare. Bilbo stared up at him with a look of confused and a bit of fright. He was breathing heavily from all that work trying to get away from Thorin before so he could only guess that he was going to have to find more energy to fight again.
"Strip now or I'll ripped your clothes off you myself." Bilbo hissed at his threat thinking he wouldn't dare put his hands on him again, but he knew that he could if he wanted to. There wasn't a doubt that he was much smaller compared to Thorin, he was only about 5"4 compared to Thorin who was 6"1 but that sure as hell woul'nt stop him from putting up a fight.
"Fine, have it your way then." Bilbo was already half way across the bed when Thorin grabbed him by his ankle and pulled him back onto the bed. Bilbo was beginning to panic, the more he hissed and scratched his master the man only seemed to ignore him and proceed to stip him of his clothes. He kicked, squirmed and swatted until he was completely naked and had his wrist pinned above his head under Thorin.
Dangerous blue eyes peered into frightened brown, they stayed that way for what seemed like hours.
Thorin took this opportunity to examined his pet, he never really got the chance to fully admire Bilbo's body. His skin was smooth under his touches almost like velvet, and his hair was the softest he's ever felt. Bilbo flinched with each touch, the feeling of being so exposed and vulnerable wasn't something he was fond of feeling again.
"Are you afraid Bilbo?" His eyes said it all, no matter how hard to tried to act tough.
"I don't wish to hurt you, but it seems like the only way I can get through to you."
Bilbo's blood went cold when Thorin began to grope him. It wasn't rough like he was use to when he was on back on the streets but it still made his body go stiff. He looked up at Thorin pleading with his eyes to stop and let him go but Thorin only continued. He leaned into the crook of Bilbo's neck and took a deep breath of his scent before lightly nipping on the soft skin.
Bilbo gasped, throwing his head back as a tingling sensation rushed through him.
He was trying to fight them, the feelings that mouth and those skilled hands brought out of him but it had been years since he let anyone touch him and this was the first time being touched in such a gentle way. His hips even began to move on their own, rubbing himself in his master's hand for more friction as he was still being pinned down.
"I read that when a pet is agressive and tempermental, that they can either be looking for atttention or their sexually frustrated. And since you made it clear you don't want my attention, lack of sex is going to be my go to answer."
Thorin whispered softly making sure to let his hot breath linger against the shell his pet's right ear. Bilbo let out a mixture of a growl and a moan to voice his decline on the offer but ended up mewling like crazy when he felt a thick finger being forced inside of him slowly travel deeper.
"Now now there'll be none of that anymore Bilbo, perhaps if I loosen you up you'll be able to be more.. compliant for the main event."
Another finger was added, opening and closing the tight ring of muscle like a pair of scissors. Bilbo was beginning to loose his strength to fight, he didn't know what was happening to him but it felt too good to resist.
After a while with techniques Thorin knew would ensure his plan a success he had gotten turned on by the sight before him. No longer fighting in the slightest, Bilbo was looking up at him with glazed dilated eyes, his breath was out of rhythm and between his legs was wet and exposed almost beckoning his master in.
"Such a lewd little kitten, is this what you wanted all along?." He mused kissing Bilbo to silence his desperate panting. They wrestled for dominance when their tongues came into play and Thorin won in a matter of seconds exploring the warm cavern that was his pet's mouth letting go of his wrists to caress his body.
Bilbo began to hungrily claw at Thorin's dress shirt, ripping it to get full access to the skin on his back.
Thorin groaned as his claws dug into him, it was an exhilarating feeling that drove him to bite down on Bilbo's neck earning an unexpected yet blissful moan.
Foreplay went on for what seemed like forever, it wasn't until they were both painfully hard and out of breath did Thorin decide to line his eight inches of steaming manhood against Bilbo's leaking hole.
"...Thorin..."
He almost didn't hear it, the soft whisper of his name that rolled out of angelic lips like velvet. He looked almost lost, it's the first time he's ever heard his pet say his name or speak for that matter, it was beautiful and it sent a strange feeling through him that he couldn't quite describe.
"Th.. Thorin...please.."
It came like a lightening bolt that time. It felt like his body had now been given life after centuries of sleep, he couldn't help it anymore. With one deep thrust he was buried deep inside of his pet, his perfect cupid lips hung open letting out a scream of pure bliss.
His claws dug into the bed, back arched off of the sheets, breath hitched in his throat and he started to see stars. Thorin could feel the inside of his pet, wet, hot and gripping tightly around him.
"Sorry, it's gonna hurt for a little while but it'll feel good afterwards." His thrusts went on slow at first letting his pet get familiar to his size. Bilbo woul'nt lie that it hurt like a bitch but it somehow felt right, the way Thorin fitted inside of him felt like.. it was made for him in a wierd way.
"F.. faster.." his words came out so softly. His vision began to blur, some how all of the pain and pleasure brought up the memories of his past and how lonely he was. No one was there to comfort him the way he wanted them to on the streets and he had to become ruthless and cruel in order to survive.
"Bilbo..."
And now, even though he didn't want to admit it, he needed to feel this. The walls he had built out of isolation and anger came crumbling down with each soft whisper Thorin offered him.
Tears began to fall from the corner of his eyes, gasping at every thrust allwoing himself to unwind.
"Oh kitten, don't hide your tears from me. I want to see all of you, let me see all of you my pet." Thorin kissed the corner of his eye, hushing his tears away.
Four month later
"So how are things with you uncle, anything new happened that we should know about?" Fili asked in the other side of the screen. Him and Kili had returned home to Miami after the party since they both had work and families to get back to.
"Things are well, why do you ask?"
"Well for one your looking rather happy which is wierd and two if I'm not mistaken there's a hickey on your neck?"
Thorin only chuckled at his observent his nephew can be sometimes.
"Hickey, uncle did you finally get laid after all this time!?" Kili asked popping out of no where infront of the screen.
"We're so proud of you uncle, who's the lucky lady do we know her or was it a one night stand kind of thing?
"Thorin, come back to bed already I'm getting lonely."
The two brothers eyes went wide when they saw a half naked Bilbo apprach their uncle from behind and wrap his arms around his shoulders pouting.
"Boys you remember Bilbo."
The neko turned his attention to the computer screen and smiled seeing who his master was talking to.
"Hi." He waved plesantly.
Fili and Kili were still speechless, this couldn't be the same neko they met a few months ago who almost clawed their eyes out for touching him.
"H ..hey..." They waved back awkwardly.
"I'll be there in a minute love."
"Ok, but remember we still have to pick up where we left off with 'Not so fast'." He purred seductively into his master's ear, and judging by the looks on Kili and Fili's faces they heard him.
Bilbo saved them goodbye and headed back upstairs making sure that Thorin watched him and the way his butt swayed in his transparent underwear with little flower prints on it and he did quite lustfully along with his nephew's who couldn't believe that was a man's ass.
"Well boys duty calls. I'll call you... soon."
"Uncle wait a minute!" They both yelled in protest but Thorin just waved them off and shutted down his laptop.
This was so stressful to type
I had so much I wanted to put into it but it's already got over 3000 words and I didn't want to make it longer than that. Anyways hope you enjoyed it