I mean...who doesn't love a frisky Thorin?
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You woke up to soft kisses on your shoulder and you giggled at the coarse hair tickling your skin. Warm, calloused fingers started to caress and rub your naked thighs and you let out a moan. Thorin's lips trailed down from your shoulder to your collarbone where he started to suck on the skin, leaving an angry red mark. You moaned louder and started to wiggle your hips against his. He suddenly pounced on top of you, making you squeal and giggle in delight, and kissed your lips fiercely. He nipped at your bottom lip as his tongue pried its way in your mouth and gently caressed yours. You pushed him away gently and held his face in your hands, staring into his gorgeous blue eyes. He gave you a quick peck on the lips and you chuckled at him.
"Good morning my king," you said, kissing his nose and letting him position himself to rest his head on your chest. You began to stoke his hair and you smirked as he began to purr.
"Mmm…good morning my queen," he moaned in content, his thumb lazily stroking the side of your thigh. You let out a satisfied hum as he started to trail kisses up your breasts and on your collarbone. You shivered as his fingers moved from your thigh to your slit.
"Ah! Thorin…we can't…we have to get up. Dain is coming today. We have to be ready for him." You writhed against his touch but as he sunk a finger into you, you melted into his caresses. "Th-Thorin…," he smirked at your quivering voice and placed a small kiss on your lips.
"He won't be here until the afternoon…we have all morning." You sighed in defeat and he thrust his finger deeper into your wet slit, making you cry out in bliss. "Good girl…"