A/N: This chapter is Rated:K+

Chapter 2

I followed Dis to her chambers, it looks exactly like Thorin's. Weapons were lined up on the wall, a fire place up against the right wall. The bed had a white fur blanket covering it. She led me to a long back chair with a ruby in the center. It was engraved with a complicated design. I stared at myself in the vanity mirror, spotting the marks Thorin put on my neck. I flushed, knowing everybody saw them but didn't say anything. I'm going to have a talk with Thorin later on about this. How come he didn't tell me these marks were exposed? I looked down seeing a brush, comb, and a small chest with a sapphire and Thorin's family crest painted on the latch. The chest looked a little dusty and slightly damaged from all the years it has been passed down generation to generation. "What's in the chest, if you don't mind me asking?"

I glanced over at Dis, she was pulling out something covered by a white sheet. I turned to face her, she placed it on her bed and smiled down at me, "open it. I've been keeping it for you, brother."

I focused my attention on the chest and opened it. It was a row of different beads with different designs. I picked up one that was a crystal with the family crest and one with a complicated design. The design was a resemblance of the design on the back of chair I was sitting in. "Those are my great-grandmother's, she gave them to my mom before she passed away. My mom gave them to me on my thirty-second birthday. The rubies are my beads personally because I created them when I was a youngling. The sapphires are to go to Thorin's Consort because they symbolize him."

She grabbed the sapphire beads and ran her fingers through my curls, "he'll braid them into your hair in the privacy of your chambers."

She picked up three emerald beads and held them out to me, "these were made especially for you. The emerald symbolizes the greenery and peacefulness of the Shire."

I gave her a sad smile, "thanks, Dis."

I placed the crystal and sapphire beads back into the chest, "you're welcome. I will put these into a small box, so it could be well hidden from everybody. Nobody knows I made these for you. I knew deep down in my heart that this day would come. My brother faking his own death was a tragic time, but it doesn't matter anymore. Enough talk! It's time to get you ready."

She walked over to her bed, pulling the sheet off of whatever she pulled out of the chest. It was a sapphire blue tunic with the family crest stitched in black on the right breast and black trousers. She went back to her chest and pulled out a black cloak encrusted with sapphires. It sparkled in the light like Thorin's eyes.

"You like it?"

I smiled and nodded, "it's beautiful."

She smiled and placed them back on her bed, "I knew you would," she breathed in excitement. "Oh, I almost forgot something."

She rushed to the bath chambers and came back with two jars of liquid, "what is that?" I asked curiously.

Her smile widened, she held up the jar with the pinkish red liquid, "this is the scent of vanilla and carnations. It's a scent, Thorin can't get enough of. I always thought he had a problem until I smelled it myself, I fell in love with it instantly. Here, smell it for yourself."

She handed me the jar. I unscrewed the lid, a sweet and delicious scent wafted up my nose. I nodded, "that smells wonderful."

"That's yours also, just use a little bit. If you use too much he would smell you from a mile away and that would ruin the surprise."

"What's in the other jar?"

She blushed, standing not too far away from me, "so you two have an easy access of entering each other."

I blushed feeling my eyes burn, "ok, but why do you have a jar?"

"I help make the oil and fragrances all around."

I raised a brow, "you sure do a lot around here."

She shrugged, "I do what I can."

"How am I going to carry all of this stuff back to my chambers?"

"Don't worry, I'll have that taken care of."

She pulled me to my feet, "we're off topic. Take your outfit and cloak in the bath chambers and change already."

I smiled, "I will certainly do that."

She handed me my clothes, I rushed into the bath chambers. I quickly rid myself of my clothes and put on my wedding outfit. It fitted perfectly, Dis must had this outfit stored in her chest for awhile. I smiled feeling excited and lighthearted because I'm getting married. Finally! I've always dreamed of this day, even when Thorin "faked" his death. If I couldn't be with him in the living world. I wanted to be with him in the afterlife. I walked out of the bath chambers, I thought Dis was going to faint from excitement. She squealed, bouncing on the balls of her feet, "you're so beautiful, my little brother! Oh my gosh! Thorin is going to be blown away!"

My smile widened, "I hope so."

"You know so, come here. Let me put some of this scented oil on you."

I sat back down in the chair in front of the vanity mirror. I watched her in the mirror pour some onto her open palm and rubbed her hands together. The scent surrounded us with its intoxicating scent. She ran her fingers through my curls and down to my neck and shoulders. I gasped seeing little gold speckles in my hair and on my skin., "these speckles are made from real gold. It's a little thing I wanted to add to the fragrance and it turned out perfect."

She clapped her hands together and halfway danced around the room, "I'm so excited! I finally get to see my little brother get married. You're the perfect man for him. I knew since the day you walked into the halls of Erebor. I didn't care that you're a hobbit and I don't care now. As long as my brother is happy, so am I. Come give your sister-in-law a hug, brother."

I stood up and gave her a big hug. She almost squeezed the life out of me, but I'm a little use to the bear hug. She pressed her forehead up against mine, "lets get you married."

I nodded my head. She pulled herself away from me as a knock sounded on the door. There stood Balin, Nori, Dori, Bombur, and Ori. Balin walked in and bowed, "are you ready, Master Baggins?"

"I'm ready."

They all gave a cheer. I followed them to the Throne Room. When I reached the entry way after everybody but Dis. She held her arm out smiling at me. I smiled feeling slightly nervous as a bride/groom would feel on her/his wedding day. 'Here Comes The Bride' tune started playing by a few dwarves with battle horns. The audience all stood up at once and stared at me. Some even whispered about my appearance with a few not so dwarvish-like "awws". I turned my attention on Thorin, I almost lost my breath. He was so beautiful, his braids were neatly done. His hair almost glowed in the sunlight, flowing down his broad shoulders like a waterfall. His crystal blue eyes sparkled with excitement and love. I felt it right through me when he met my gaze. His gold crown was encrusted with different jewels that gleamed in the light from every angle. He wore a black tunic with a sapphire blue stitching of his family crest on his right breast, black trousers, and black polished boots. His cloak was the color of silver with crystals and sapphires stitched into the material. My heart pounded hard in my chest as Dis handed me over to her brother. She bowed and stood next to her sons, Fili and Kili.

"Nervous?" Thorin whispered.

"Yes," I whispered back.

We kneeled down on a pillow in front of the dwarf priest. We said our vows in Khuzdul, I was afraid I was going to mess up. The priest placed a small silver crown on my head with sapphires encrusted in it. We stood up and held hands facing each other. Fili and Kili came over both carrying our rings. I knew Fili had mine because it's a lot smaller than the silver ring Kili held. It had sapphire jewels encrusted all around it. "I'm so happy for the two of you," they said in unison.

I smiled and took Thorin's ring from Fili as he took mine from Kili. I held out m left hand, he slid the ring on my finger. I slid the ring on his finger, staring deep into his eyes. Fili and Kili quickly rejoined their mother. "I know pronounce you husband and husband. Your Majesty, you may kiss your husband."

He leaned forward, I met him halfway. Sparks of electricity shook my core. I held back a moan, and responded to his gentle kiss. He pulled away, staring deep into my eyes, "I'm so glad to lawfully have you, my love."

I chuckled, "I'm glad too, my king. I just wish my nephew were here to witness this."

Bombur walked up to us with a hobbit-sized person in a black beard that came down to his chest. The odd thing I noticed was the hood pulled over his eyes like he was hiding from someone. "The feast is ready, but we are not leaving until you and your Consort are there," Bombur said.

Thorin nodded and smiled down at me. I frowned slightly, "just call me Bilbo. I don't want to have all my friends call me by my royal name."

Bombur bowed slightly, "as you wish, Bilbo."

"Aren't you going to introduce the young lad?" I asked curiously.

The cloaked figure turned his head towards Bombur who looked down at him and smiled. The mysterious person pulled down his beard, revealing a hairless chin. Whoever he was, his skin is pale but smooth to the touch. He slowly pulled back the hood revealing bright blue eyes and a dark mop of curls. My heart bursted into a million pieces. My dear nephew, Frodo is here. He saw me get married. "Congratulations, Uncle," he said.

His full pink lips curved up in an adorable smile. I couldn't hold back any longer. I wrapped my arms around him and rested my cheek up against his. He chuckled and hugged me back, "I missed you so much my dear Frodo."

"And I've missed you."

I felt tears well up in my eyes. I squeezed him, slowly pulling away from him. He held onto my shoulders as I held onto his. He had tears already streaming down his face. I quickly wiped them away with my thumb and kissed him on the forehead, "you're just as beautiful as the last time I've seen you."

"I can say the same for you."

He bowed his head and lowered his eyes to Thorin, "thanks for letting me be here, King Thorin."

Thorin chuckled, "you're family now. No need for paying your respects, Uncle, Uncle Thorin, or Thorin is good."

Frodo smiled sweetly at Thorin, "as you wish, Uncle."

Frodo and I released each other. Thorin hugged Frodo, I felt my heart swell with love and warmth at the sight. It was the cutest thing I've ever seen, my nephew hugging his new uncle. He kissed Frodo on the forehead. They pulled away from each other and smiled. I shifted at the sight of Fili ad Kili running towards us with Dis not too far behind them. Thorin watched his nephews as they approached their cousin-in-law. They smiled sweetly at him and rubbed their cheek, "ohmygosh, Uncle Bilbo! You never told us how adorable our little cousin-in-law would be," Kili gasped.

Fili nodded. Dis looked like she was holding back, "cute," she murmured. "So cute."

Frodo blushed and glanced at me. I hugged him again, glancing at Thorin, "ready for the feast?"

"You all may go to the feast without me. I have something very important I need to do."

I stared at him with wide eyes, "What! Your people, Thorin?"

He smiled and kissed me on the cheek, "my dear, Bilbo I have to finish up your gift."

I nodded my head, not wanting to make a big deal about him not being at the feast. I went in, everybody was standing at the table waiting for their king to arrive.

"I'm sorry ladies and gentlemen, but King Thorin has some important matters to take care of."

The room erupted in murmurs and hushed tones but no one seemed upset. I guess it wasnt' right to question the king's whereabouts. They turned to me. I sat down, they sat down after I did. The contained lots of fruits, mutton, quail, cakes, breads, cheeses, and steaks. I dipped out a little bit of everything and passed the bowls and plates along. Bombur got two hug scoops of everything. Bofur, Balin, Dori, and Dwalin tried to tell him that he had too much. He shrugged his shoulders and dug in. I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing aloud at the disgusted look on Dis's face. Fili and Kili lauged so hard until they were rolling on the floor crying. Conversations were memories of the past. Frodo seemed so into Balin telling him about our journey in the goblin cave. I told him how I escaped, but it had nothing to do with the one ring that rules them all. He nearly cried when I told him I risked my life to save Thorin. I smiled knowing that he's becoming fond of his Uncle already. I sighed quietly wishing he was here to see how much his nephew likes him. I watched as one of the guards grabbed a plate. He placed a couple of cakes, a small piece of mutton, hand full of grapes, and a couple pieces of cheese cubes. He noticed me watching him, "for the King, Master Baggins."

"Lindwyn how many times have I told you to call me Bilbo?"

"Multiple times, Bilbo."

"Please remember it this time. Excuse me."

I got up from the table and winked at Frodo who returned it. "I'll take that for you, if you don't mind."

Lindwyn bowed, "not at all."

"Is he done with my gift?"

He nodded and bowed again. I went to our chambers door and knocked, "it's open," Thorin called out.

I opened the door, the room smelled of pine, vanilla, cinnamon, and fresh honey. He was dressed in a light tunic and trousers. He seemed a little surprised to see me. I walked over to the bed and placed the plate next to him, "enjoy, my king."

He smirked, tilting his head to the side, "what are you doing in here so early?"

I shrugged, sitting on the edge of the bed, "I'm just curious."

He shook his head, "hobbits and their curious ways."

I chuckled, "are you hiding something behind or near you?" I asked suspiciously eyeing his awkward position.

"That's nothing for you to worry about."

He pulled out the black damaged chest out from under my pillow, "I see my sister gave you a present."

I nodded, "she did."

He placed his plate on the floor by the foot of the bed and ran his fingers through my soft curls. I sighed, leaning into his gentle touch. He kissed me passionately. I responded back and closed my eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck and broke away our lips, "I'll put my beads into your complicated hair first," Thorin suggested. "Is that ok with you?"

I kissed him, "I'm perfectly fine with that."

I pulled myself away from him as he wrestled with my curls. I toyed with the beads already in his hair, picking a nice little spot for his braid. I combed it with my fingers, he moaned low in his throat. I smiled at his reaction and focused on braiding his hair. He managed to get my hair to cooperate after three trys. After I finished braiding I put my emerald beads onto his new braid. I smiled at my work and checked it. "Your sister make these emeralds I put into your hair."

He smiled putting his sapphire beads into my braid, "that was very sweet of her. Did she tell you why?"

"Yes, yes she did. She said every since I walked into Erebor she knew I was the right person for you."

He took off his handiwork, staring deep into my eyes "because you are and will always be."

"I love you, my king."

"I love you too, my Consort."

He pressed his lips to mine again, nudging my lips with his protruding tongue. I allowed him access and played around with his tongue with mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and slowly lied down with him on top of me. He placed his hands near the sides of my head, parting my legs with his knee. I groaned and moved my hands up to his hair. He broke away, staring down at me with lust and love shining into his breathtaking eyes. I tried to stifle a yawn, but it came out anyway. Thorin chuckled and sat up. I pouted, "what are you doing? Why did you sit up?"

He chuckled a little louder, "because you're sleepy, my Consort. I want to consumate our marriage with you fully functioning. How about we do it in the morning, that'll be one way to release my morning wood?"

I blushed, "but I want you now."

"Did you not just hear what I said?"

"I did, but I don't want to wait."+

"Trust me. It'll be much better in the morning."

I sighed in defeat, "fine."

He smiled, "I love you too."

He stretched out next to me and pulled off his tunic. I quickly stripped out of all my clothes and pulled the blankets over me. I glanced at Thorin, he stared at me with an intense gaze, "what?" I chuckled.

"You're naked on purpose, aren't you?"

I smiled and kissed him soundly on the lips, "maybe."

He growled, "that's not fair."

"Aww, well it's not fair that you won't make love to me now."

He chuckled, "nice try, my little one, but you're not going to get me that easily."

I scooted closer to him until my whole body was pressed up against him. He squinted his eyes down at me, "you're more trouble than you're worth, my love."

I smirked, rubbing my hand up against his inner thigh. He quickly grabbed my hand before I could touch his cock.

"Ah, Ah, go to sleep, Bilbo."

I rested my head up against his chest, "I will, my king."

He placed his chin over my head, running his fingers through my curls. I sighed and closed my eyes, " goodnight."

"Goodnight, my Consort."

THE END