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Chapter 6

My Precious

Bilbo was tossed to the ground as Azog grew tired of carrying him anymore. In his own native language; he commanded his guards to take both Bilbo and Kili away.

"Bilbo, are you ok?"

It was a dead ringer in his ears, Bilbo could barely hear him, but with the sight of his beaten face; Bilbo was grateful that Kili was still alive whether with bruises or without them. Soon the Orcs took them by his hip and Kili's arms; Bilbo cringed as his stomach was squeezed under the large Orc's hold into the dark corridor of their handmade tunnels of the caves. The three Orcs that lead them had entered a cavern that contained simple furniture; an molded armchair, a small cornered fireplace, a molded tub filled with greenish water and a bed that startled the hobbit.

Along with Kili; both of them were pushed onto the bed that was piled with animal furs that stench with rotting flesh. Bilbo immediately held his breath as the whiff of it; stung his nose while covering his mouth, Kili then came up to him only to put his arm around him to make him feel secure.

"Hob... bit... needs to be... clean." Said one of the Orc that had trouble speaking their language. Kili embraced Bilbo close as the other hazel Orc went to pull on the halfling's ankle.

"Let go of him!" Kili growled as he tried to defend his friend, but Bilbo helplessly gasps as he was pulled away from Kili easily.

During the struggle, leaving a mark on his ankle, Bilbo attempted to fight with the Orc. Without being patient on his job, the Orc started to strip Bilbo, starting with his lovely red jacket and his light green vest down to his white blouse and pants that were held by his suspenders. The Orc then forced Bilbo underneath the salty water where the hobbit panicked.

"Bilbo! Bilbo!" He could hear Kili scream as another Orc held him down, pinning his arms and legs; Kili spat at the Orc that sullied his freedom to move. Drowning in the Orc smelt water, Bilbo gasped as the Orc finally had pulled him out after several times dumping him in the disgusted tub. Coughing to what it seems harmful, Bilbo shivered as he forced flat on the ground.

"Kili..." Bilbo gasped as he watched Kili struggle with the Orc above him. "Kili!" He tried to call again as he lifted himself up to come towards them; the Orc that watched over him, kicked him on his back. When the hobbit fell, the surrounding trio of Orcs laughed.

While the Orc that held Kili got distracted; Kili managed to push him off of him and attempted to rescue Bilbo as he tried to run up to him. With a sudden jerk on his wrist from behind, Kili watched Azog frown as he butt head him to the ground beside Bilbo.

Azog growled as he asked something to the other Orcs. The Orc nod as he got a dirtied cloth to clean his right arm blade. Cleaning that slick of that shiny metal; Bilbo gasped as Azog close in on Kili.

"No stop! Please!" Bilbo begged as he covered Kili with his body and lashed his arm out at Azog. He begged for mercy. "Please... don't." He said as Azog dangerous glare died down.

"You care about them that much, I see?" Azog hissed as Bilbo just shamefully agreed but no matter what the pale Orc thought. Bilbo swore to protect the Durin folk as this was much more than what he signed in his contract.

"Yes." He nodded as he looked back to Kili who came back from his dizziness.

"Bilbo..." Kili called as he realized what Bilbo had done for him, but this pleases the pale one. Azog growled as he went to captured Bilbo's wrist and raised him up to stand. "Hey! Don't you dare hurt him!" Kili cried as the Defiler ignored.

With whiten stare, he looked into Bilbo's pupils. "Do what you are told. Be obedient and he will live." He hissed as he tosses Bilbo off to the side landing on the ground yet again. Bilbo got up the second time only to watch Kili get his bath next.

Bilbo winced as his back couldn't handle anymore slams, but the worst feeling was yet to come as Azog lifted his chin and enclosed his space to his. Bilbo was once in this similar situation twice with Thorin, but this time; it was different. Totally different as Azog playfully twirled his curly hair and sniff it.

"You smell perfect." Azog said in a complement that frighten Bilbo as he could not run away.

Due to his incredible skills, it is without a doubt that the Burglar was caught.

Thorin had indeed come with his word. Alone and expected; Thorin the only dwarf that stood in the main cavern. Azog greeted him like he was an old friend.

"Stop dwelling and tell me where is my archer and my burglar!" The Dwarf King commanded as Azog laughed.

"Come." Azog ordered as he took lead. Taking the dwarf in corridor to another; Azog did what he was told, but he at least presented one of Thorin's wishes. In his own quarters and where Bilbo was held captive to stay. Azog sat upon his mud molded chair and commanded his Orc to carry the hobbit in forth.

"Thorin!" Bilbo cried as he sits on the Azog's bed waiting for his arrival. The Orc that babysits the hobbit took the youngling by surprise and got him off the bed.

"What is the meaning of this?" Thorin asked as Azog smiled as Bilbo had reached Azog's side. Forced on his knees; Bilbo's clothes and skin had been dried by the time, Thorin had appeared.

"Arrest him." Azog ordered as the Orc behind Thorin had came up and pointed their knives at the King.

Bilbo growled so angrily, he stood up and shouted at Azog. "You promised you wouldn't harm him either!" The hobbit reminded the Orc who was only playing along.

"I won't as long you obey. Now sit." Azog commanded as he pointed to his legs.

Thorin spook as he remembered what Azog the "Defiler" does. "Bilbo, don't! He will...!"

Bilbo did not hesitate as he obediently sat on Azog's lap. Facing away from him and catching the sorrowful eyes on Thorin. Bilbo didn't understand what Azog was aiming for in this position. Whether it was insulting or a punishment for the Dwarf King that fallen in love with him. Bilbo waited and soon realize that Azog only wanted him here so he can molest him...

The hobbit gasped as Azog's single hand had stroked against Bilbo's chest. With only the first stroke on his blouse, Azog went under. Touching the mere skin had sent shivers down the hobbit's spine. As Azog gently played with the tip of the hobbit's nipple.

"This... wasn't part of the deal!" The victim shout out as Azog ignored him and continued to stroke and squeeze his sensitive spot. Burning up, Bilbo could see Thorin watch in fright with anger.

"Leave him out of this!" Thorin spoke over and over again, but Bilbo sat still; reminding himself that he's only doing this for Kili.. hopefully he is safe elsewhere.

Azog then drawn out his hand and aim on the halfling's trousers. It was definitely the quicken reaction, he wanted to come out from the hobbit. The Pale Orc was honored to see the displeasure and the anger in Thorin's stand.

Held back with his Orcs, Azog grew tired molesting Bilbo with his clothes on and placed his head beside him. Bilbo has then begun to move, twisting his body so he can face Azog.

Azog then ripped the hobbit's white shirt leaving an open chest and the suspenders that fell off the side of his shoulders. Bilbo focused as Azog's grip was strong and he gave a long lick on the hobbit's chest over to his cheek.

Sensitive to the touch, Azog enjoyed this as he never had a hobbit before and forcing Thorin to watch was the perfect punishment before the Orc decided to kill him off.

"Damn it! Azog!" Thorin screamed as he could barely watch any further as the hobbit put up the torment in his place. Never had he once done this, Bilbo was overwhelmed with this new feeling. Sadly it wasn't saved up for somebody he loved.

Attempt rape that is all it was as Azog got up, carrying the hobbit; He plopped him on the ground on his back before Thorin. Coming down to his knees in defeat; Thorin painfully watches as Bilbo wished this was all Azog was going to do to him. He was wrong of course, as Azog was just starting. Stripping his brown pants, Bilbo kicked as Azog turned him around and forced him to be on hands and knees. So whenever Bilbo looked up, Thorin's face was right there close by. Face brighten in red, Bilbo groaned.

"Bilbo... run... escape... you don't deserve this..." Thorin plea to his burglar who shook his head.

"Kili... I'm doing this for Kili and for you too. Even if I tried... I will regret it." Bilbo explained as it was Thorin's turn to shake his head. Disagreeing the hobbit's method and Bilbo proves his stubborn stride while Azog had licked laps over his opening.

Disgusted, Bilbo endured the pleasure until the defiler had shoved his sharp finger into him. In a loud gasp, Bilbo held down his gasps and sometimes shamefully look at Thorin's horrid face as Azog continued to pull in and out.

"It hurts.." Bilbo wanted to cry as Azog thrust his oily finger just to get a kick out of this. The reactions are all he wanted from the hobbit and the dwarf that he so dearly wanted revenge on.

"A hand for a hand." Azog told Thorin, reminding him that it was he who sliced his left hand in battle.

"Can't you take me instead?" Thorin begged Azog, who just grim.

"This is more fun and..." Azog then pushed Bilbo's face in his direction with his other defected hand. Giving in a lustful kiss with his tongue included that angered Thorin as Azog grinned and said to Thorin. "I never had a hobbit before." Warning Thorin that Azog wanted to go further with his friend. His friend...? No, that's not it... Bilbo was much more than that.

"Join you?"Bilbo spoke in such terms that made Thorin interested.

All in the back in his mind, Thorin shut his eyes as he couldn't take it no more. "Thorin..." Bilbo cried as he watched Thorin slowly dissolve in his emotions. Much worse than death, Bilbo, the love he started to fall for is going to be raped.

Turned around on his back again, Azog saw the tears in Bilbo's eyes. Eager to go even further to fulfill his title as the Defiler. Azog moved away his loincloth; revealing the heavy boner, he had for far too long. Bilbo gasped as he started to put up with a fight again as Azog went down to kiss him. Resisting the second kiss; Azog purposely nip him on the lips making the halfling's bottom lip bleed. Stroking his legs to pumping his joint. The Baggins' continued to cry as the Pale One was ready to put it in, with the tip just touching his opening. The tip soon pushed a little through making Bilbo cry until everything became a sudden halt.

He heard Thorin said it. Telling Azog that he would do anything for him, including to join his forces. Azog laughed, but found this very amusing. "If that is so. How about that your first order; is to finish off this hobbit for me?"

Thorin did not have second thought about this so he agreed mercifully; taking what whatever it takes to spare time. Releasing the dwarf, Thorin came around; Azog stand and Thorin kneed downwards to stare at the hobbit's naked body.

Bilbo was afraid, but not as much afraid if it was Thorin, who will comfort him.. "Bilbo.." Thorin blushed as he held the laying hobbit on the ground. Staring blankly into the ceiling, Bilbo was so out of it, he just wanted to sleep and pretend none of this had happened.

"It burns.." Bilbo sweated as Thorin went beside his ear. Pretending to kiss him on the ear, instead he whispered.

"Bilbo, on the count of three, you come inside my jacket and hold me tight. Because I'm not letting this go anymore further~" Thorin said as Bilbo regain hope.

So he didn't come alone! Bilbo was glad as he felt Thorin kiss him. It wasn't anywhere of the sort, it was right on his lips and this time; Bilbo fully accepted it. In the heat of the moment, Bilbo could care less what it was going to happen next or what Thorin is going to do with him.

"Three~"

The next thing, Bilbo remembered was a flash of blinding light and Thorin was glowing. It was a scramble of noises, but Bilbo swore he heard Kili talking. Orcs were screaming and armor clanking away, his friends; the dwarves were calling along. Bilbo could barely keep his eyes awake as he only could see the white light. But he felt alive as his head was right next to Thorin's beating heart.

'Am I'm holding on to him?' Bilbo wondered as he did not remember if he is actually inside Thorin's jacket.

Wait... Bilbo started to think; a voice echoed in his head.

"My precious."

The ring! Bilbo remembered he left it in his vest pocket and the Orcs had stripped him away from him. No! No! No!

Bilbo screamed as the voice echoed and echoed again. Pounding his head nonstop, Bilbo was extremely worried that he left it behind. "Mine!" He heard himself screech.

He turned around and realized he was standing within a blank white area.

"No... you're mine." Bilbo turned around again and saw Azog grab him.

"No!" He screamed as he didn't want to replay it again.

It was disgusting, it was something that Bilbo did not like at all! It was painful and the feeling was just not right. Forceful, Bilbo ran endlessly in the light. "Help me, anybody!" Bilbo cried as he accidentally bumped into someone blindly. "Oh, I'm very sorry, but..."

"Bilbo."

"Thorin!" The hobbit was pleased as he wanted to hug the dwarf, but the Thorin that stood before him gave him a different feel. "Thorin..." Bilbo called as Thorin rashly grabbed his wrist. "Ouch, that hurts!" Bilbo plea, but Thorin did not listen. Forcing him to the white pale floor just like what Azog intentions were. Bilbo kicked upwards, hoping that would hold off the dwarf that attempted to rape him but when Thorin ripped his shirt. Bilbo panicked.

"Mine, mine, mine!" The voice invaded yet again.

"Stop Thorin! Please!" His own voice found its way.

Soon the struggle decreases and Bilbo gave in to Thorin's strong hold.

"My precious." He heard Thorin said it before passing out in a light.