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/ / / Worship \ \ \ Follows Chapter 37 of RR&R – Thorin's Announcement
After the hearty meal and scones Thorin took all of the plates into the kitchen and then tugged Bilbo over to the bed.
"It is still early," Bilbo said, though he smiled and allowed Thorin to pull him along.
"It is not early for us," Thorin said firmly, and turned them so that Bilbo's back was to the bed.
Bilbo smiled and tugged at the back of Thorin's neck so that the dwarf was just the right height for kissing. Thorin pressed in, invading Bilbo's mouth as he pushed the hobbit back until the bed pressed into Bilbo's thighs and he wanted nothing more than to be pressed into the soft mattress by Thorin's weight. Bilbo climbed onto the bed, tugging Thorin with him. They settled together and continued to kiss, fighting for dominance.
Thorin lifted himself off Bilbo and looked down at him.
"Is everything well?" Bilbo asked, curling his hand around Thorin's cheek.
"Better than I could express," Thorin said.
He bent down to kiss Bilbo – demanding entrance to his mouth. Bilbo pushed his hand around the back of Thorin's neck and tugged the dwarf closer as he twisted his head around and opened up to Thorin. Thorin's lips quirked against Bilbo and then the dwarf was devouring Bilbo, his tongue, teeth, and lips working to strip away all of the hobbit's senses. Bilbo curled one of his legs up and over Thorin's bent knee trying to get closer to him. He wanted Thorin's weight pressing him down – he wanted to press his rapidly growing erection against Thorin – he needed more.
Thorin tugged Bilbo's arms from around him and dragged his lips away. Bilbo groaned in disappointment but Thorin smiled down at him and then moved his mouth to the side and kissed the arch of Bilbo's cheekbone, the soft skin of his cheek, the hinge of his jaw, and then the skin behind his ear. Bilbo arched under Thorin, at the press of bristles to the soft skin near his ear. Not that he could move very far with Thorin holding him down but it brought their bodies deliciously together.
"Tonight, you are mine," Thorin whispered into his ear. "I aim to show you just how much I want you."
Bilbo flushed at the words and then moaned as Thorn began to nibble on his ear. "Thorin…let me touch you."
"When you touch me," Thorin said, switching to the other side of Bilbo's neck and licking, nibbling, kissing his way up from shoulder to ear. "I forget to please you."
"I am always pleased when we are in bed together," Bilbo said, smiling widely. "As you well know."
Thorin shook his head. "No, tonight is about you."
Bilbo was about to protest when Thorin moved up and took his mouth again. Thorin left no room for protests, or even thinking, he swiftly pushed Bilbo until the hobbit had no option but to struggle against the hold on his wrists so that he could try and touch Thorin. At that moment there was nothing he wanted more than to touch the Dwarf King. Thorin left his mouth behind and kissed his way down the line of Bilbo's neck, pausing to lick at the bump of his adam's apple. Bilbo craned his head down but Thorin pulled his head back and continued down to the hollow between Bilbo's collarbones instead of meeting him for a kiss.
"Damn you, Thorin Oakenshield."
Thorin stopped licking at the soft skin of Bilbo's neck and looked up at Bilbo with a wicked smile. Bilbo groaned and Thorin let go of his arms so that he could begin unbuttoning Bilbo's shirt. Bilbo reached out for Thorin, sliding one hand into his hair and trying to tug him back up so that he could kiss the dwarf but Thorin moved until he was resting on the top of Bilbo's thighs and was even further away from Bilbo. Bilbo glared at him.
Thorin finished tugging off Bilbo's shirt and then moved over the hobbit's body. He started at one side of Bilbo's collarbone and then bit his way into the centre and back out along the other side.
"I wish I could mark you as my own," Thorin mumbled quietly. Bilbo had a feeling he was not supposed to have been able to hear it. He thought of Fíli's words and smiled as with a sharp nip he was pulled forcibly back to the moment when Thorin took one of his nipples between his teeth.
"Thorin!"
"Mmmm?" Thorin asked around the hardened nub.
Bilbo buried his left hand in Thorin's hair. He wanted to touch Thorin but he understood this desire to spend time giving your partner pleasure. He always wanted to make Thorin feel amazing things and even though he wanted to wrap himself around the dwarf and move until they both came apart he always wanted to give Thorin what he wanted. Especially tonight, especially now, when Thorin had been so odd when they had been outside of the mountain. He stroked his fingers through Thorin's hair and smiled down at the dwarf as he moved to the other nipple and pulled the whole circle of skin around it into his mouth – sucking firmly. One of Thorin's hands slipped into Bilbo's other one, their fingers intertwining while his free hand slipped down over the soft curve of Bilbo's belly. Thorin seemed strangely fixated on the soft, somewhat flabby skin. It was normal for a hobbit to have that little belly though dwarves, bar Bombur, seemed unlikely to have one.
Thorin started down Bilbo's body, kissing the line of his stomach until he reached Bilbo's bellybutton, rubbing his beard against the skin and eliciting a moan from the hobbit. Thorin used his beard against the sensitive skin of his abdomen making the muscles and skin twitch.
"Thorin…" Bilbo pleaded.
"Patience," Thorin advised. Then he pressed a kiss to Bilbo's abdomen before sucking a mark into the skin over the hobbit's hip. Bilbo bucked at the sensation and then Thorin's large, hot hand wrapped around Bilbo's erection. Bilbo bucked up into Thorin's hand and it yanked the dwarf's lips away from his skin. Bilbo opened his mouth to apologise when Thorin's hand fell away and was replaced by the hot, wet suction of his mouth instead. Bilbo bucked again and then apologised even as Thorin's hand began to stroke his base. Thorin pulled back to lick Bilbo's head, lapping at the top like a cooked lolly while Bilbo tried to keep his hips still and he looked up at the material over their bed. Thorin pressed his mouth farther down – swallowing until his throat closed around Bilbo's head.
"Aulë," Bilbo panted out. He tightened his grip on Thorin's hand within his. He gripped the patchwork quilt beneath him with his other hand and reminded himself to breathe.
Bilbo thought he was going to come quickly but Thorin pulled back, dropped his head down, took one of his balls into his mouth and rolled it around on his tongue. Bilbo couldn't help but look down at Thorin, seeing his grey flecked hair spread around his groin like a curtain with Thorin looking up at him while he switched and pulled Bilbo entire sack into his mouth. Bilbo moaned out his enjoyment of the move and wriggled his toes without meaning to. Thorin let go of Bilbo's scrotum to take his cock deep again.
Bilbo closed his eyes and attempted to keep his orgasm from overtaking him.
Thorin pulled off. "Stop. Whatever you are doing, stop."
"I…" Bilbo started, unable to catch his breath.
"I want you here with me. I want you to feel everything I am doing to you and if that means you spend your pleasure down my throat then I would welcome it."
Bilbo flushed and moaned before nodding.
Thorin looked Bilbo in the eye for another long moment and then dropped his head down so that he could swallow the hobbit's painfully hard erection again. Thorin's tongue twirled around the bulk of Bilbo's cock even as he sucked at the flesh in his mouth. Bilbo panted out something he couldn't control and warned Thorin. The dwarf sucked harder, pulled more of Bilbo into his mouth until his nose was pressed into Bilbo's abdomen. Thorin's finger trailed over Bilbo's scrotum, and behind, running firmly along his perineum before pressing firmly into the puckered flesh of Bilbo's entrance without breaching him.
Bilbo twisted and yelped and came, and came, down Thorin's throat while the dwarf continued to rub his thumb against Bilbo forcing the hobbit beyond the pleasure he had been feeling. Thorin's mouth left him when he made a whimpering noise at the over simulation. Bilbo collapsed back into the bed breathing too fast. He felt like his entire body was running too fast and he couldn't drag enough air in. Bilbo reached out for Thorin with one hand and the dwarf caught his hand and leaned over to kiss him. Bilbo's lips clung to Thorin's and even though he still could not drag in enough air he didn't want Thorin to pull away when he finally did.
Thorin climbed up onto his knees at Bilbo's side before taking his pleasure with his own hand while Bilbo was still attempting to catch his own breath. Bilbo watched as Thorin's eyes never left his even as the dwarf's body tightened and he came against Bilbo's stomach.
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