Chapter 2
Bilbo sat at the table with the company of dwarves, trying to follow the conversation but failing miserably as he kept getting distracted by a certain Thorin Oakenshield. All the dwarf was doing was eating his supper, but it was all Bilbo could do not to stare. The hunger in his eyes as he worked through his food spoke of something other than just needing a good meal.
Bilbo watched closely at the bobbing of his Adam's apple as he swallowed. He felt his cheeks redden as he saw Thorin's tongue dart out to lick his lips, and he had to squash down certain images than entered his mind. Bilbo felt as though the dwarf king had put him under a spell, he could not look away from the handsome being.
When he looked into those piercing eyes and found them looking right back at him, he was almost certain that he saw something akin to his own desire mirrored in them. That provocative smirk appeared on his face for a split second, and then he went back to his meal. Bilbo gulped, not sure if his overwhelming attraction to the dwarf was making him imagine things, but he sure hoped he wasn't.
Too quickly, Thorin finished his meal and the talk around the table turned to a quest. Bilbo tried valiantly to pay attention, as it seemed like something important, but it was becoming more and more difficult. The yearning he saw in Thorin's eyes when he spoke of his long lost kingdom was breathtaking, and when talk of a burglar began, Thorin turned those lustful eyes on him and he was momentarily speechless. This king, this majestic man, wanted Bilbo to come on a quest with him?
Thoughts dashed through his mind of the dragon, the long perilous journey they had spoken of, but these errant thoughts seemed to dim in comparison to the very real, commanding figure of Thorin that stood before him. Before he knew what was happening, Bilbo was looking Thorin directly in the eye and telling him that he would go on this quest to help him reclaim his homeland. The smile he got in return was so hypnotic and alluring that it took all of Bilbo's self control not to grab him and run to his bedroom.