The Miracle of Love
Chapter 30
WARNING: M rated chapter!
"À la recherche du temps perdu"
(In Search of Lost Time)
The next two weeks were almost too perfect to be true. Bilbo and Thorin saw each other almost every day, and if they didn't they talked on the phone. No one seemed to mind that they were together. Quite the opposite - everyone was genuinely happy about it, but they still didn't enjoy watching them snog during lunch, or basically every time they found some time.
Kíli told them to get a room a few times, and they did. Most days Bilbo would end up in Thorin's room where they would make out, and then Bilbo would complain that he once again didn't do anything for school and that it was all Thorin's fault. And then he would say that he would never come again, but when Thorin asked him the next day if he wanted to come, Bilbo followed him without saying a word.
Thráin and Valla said nothing when they started seeing Bilbo in their house again. Thráin actually seemed extremely pleased to see him, saying something about being safe? Bilbo didn't really know or understand, but he also didn't care. All that was important was Thorin who held his hand every day and led him to his room, where he would push him on the bed and kiss the life out of him. That was all that mattered.
And if Bilbo wasn't complaining neither was Thorin. There was nothing more exciting than having Bilbo underneath him, responding to his every touch and kiss. It felt like he brought him to life every time they kissed. Bilbo shivered every time he ran his hands down his sides, he arched into contact every opportunity given, and he tried to pull him as close as possible. As a rule Thorin's shirt came off first, and every time sooner. Bilbo once had his hands under Thorin's shirt before they even entered the room. Talk about needy.
They got to the point where Thorin's pants were pushed slightly down so that Bilbo could play with the elastic band of his boxers. But that was it. They managed to achieve that in a few days and then everything stopped. Bilbo didn't want to remove any piece of his clothing and Thorin didn't want to push him into something he didn't want. Clearly Bilbo wasn't ready for the next level, which meant sex.
Oh, the forbidden word. If Thorin slipped and accidentally said anything about it Bilbo lost his eagerness and the game ended – for the next half an hour or so. It was a little confusing that Bilbo didn't want to hear anything about it, but on the other hand he more than enjoyed rolling his hips against Thorin's where the friction felt good. And Thorin knew it felt good because he could see it and feel it through Bilbo's pants.
The truth was that Bilbo wanted it as much as Thorin did, but his parents thought differently. They insisted that Bilbo must come home every night and that he shouldn't spend as much time with Thorin as he did. And there was the talk about sex, which came too late, and made the whole thing awkward again. He was with child so sex had to be involved at some point. But even though he was angry at them most of the time because they said it would be best if he and Thorin didn't spend every minute together, he had to admit they were partly right. He and Thorin were rushing things as much as they could. Having spent a lot of time arguing and ignoring each other they had lost a lot of precious time and now they were desperately trying to make up for it.
But sadly all the lost time could never be brought back so they decided to make the best of what little time remained.
Thorin asked Bilbo to sleep over several times, only a few of those times actually involved having sex, other time he asked simply because he wanted to have Bilbo close. But the younger teen rejected every single one of his offers, brushing Thorin off with some lame excuse about having school work and studying, stating that he spent the whole day with him and managed to finish absolutely nothing for school.
But Thorin still asked the same question every day until finally Bilbo said yes to staying overnight. Or did he?
He said fine, before he and Thorin would start arguing about it. Thorin was trying to point out that he had already done his homework and that there was no need to study more than necessary, and then Bilbo argued back, making Thorin list another few things that would prove him right, when Bilbo suddenly said fine. The word that Thorin understood as his confirmation to being right and not his acceptance to sleep over, so he dropped the subject. He would try again tomorrow, and if he didn't succeed he would try the day after that…and you can see where this was going…
Bilbo understood his 'fine' as saying yes to sleeping over. So when Thorin kissed him goodbye to go to his class nothing seemed odd. He knew from before that Thorin knew how to pick his battles with him.
And so nothing seemed strange when he texted Thorin that he would go home after school. He would go home, tell his parents very carefully that he'd stay over at Thorin's and then he would leave.
And then Thorin started to play dumb. Bilbo thought it was cute when they were 'having fun', but now it really wasn't funny.
So I won't see you today? Came a text from Thorin a few minutes after he sent his.
Thorin, don't play dumb…
The response he got was: ?.
It looked like Thorin got the message so he didn't bother to reply. He ignored his mother's disapproving look and went over to Thorin. The plan was to sleep over, and not do anything under the covers of that soft bed, except kiss, that was always allowed. So Bilbo went over, firmly decided that he wouldn't allow Thorin to lure him into his bed. He had enough willpower to tell him no as many times as necessary. There wasn't any need to worry. He knew Thorin and he knew that Thorin wouldn't push him to do anything he wasn't willing to do. At least not yet.
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When he entered the house he was greeted by Nola who seemed surprised to see him.
"Hello, I didn't expect to see you today."
"Thorin didn't say I was coming?" asked Bilbo.
Nola looked surprised before she spoke: "Thorin isn't home. He left about ten minutes ago. You just missed him."
"Oh…" Bilbo didn't expect that. Thorin would normally wait for him, and now he didn't even know where he'd gone. "Do you know when will he be coming back?"
"He didn't say."
"Right… I'll just wait for him in his room. He should return soon, I guess."
He went to Thorin's room and made himself comfortable on the bed before he pulled a book out of his bag and started reading. For some reason he'd decided to bring it with him, and he was never more grateful to have something to busy himself with. He wondered when Thorin would come back, and he kept glancing at the clock on Thorin's nightstand, but time refused to go faster.
Bilbo didn't want to be the annoying, or controlling boyfriend and for that reason he refused to call Thorin to ask him when his royal ass was planning on coming home. It was Friday night and they were both free and Thorin invited him over and now he wasn't here. This was just disrespectful. Bilbo contemplated the idea of going home, but that would just give his parents the opportunity to interrogate him what happened. No, he'd stay and wait for Thorin to come back, whenever he came.
At six, when he was called to dinner Thorin still didn't call, nor there was any indication that he would be returning anytime soon.
It wasn't much of a surprise that without Thorin present, Thráin had absolutely no one to argue with and the family, plus Bilbo, could enjoy their meal together without any incidents. Bilbo was able to have a conversation with Thráin as a normal person. They talked about school, and Thráin asked about his future, what he wanted to do, what he wanted to become, and his plans to get there. Bilbo knew it was pointless to lie, Valla and Thráin understood what was going to happen in a few short weeks. His life would change, and not entirely for the better. No matter what would happen his life would still go on.
When the clock turned eight Bilbo had had enough.
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"Your phone is ringing," said Dwalin. "I thought you said Bilbo wasn't the controlling type and now look what's happening. He's no better than Ori - he's checking up on you."
Thorin sent him a look to shut up before he answered the call. "Hey baby, what's up?"
"What's up!? You dare to ask me what's up!?" When Thorin's expression fell Dwalin couldn't help but smirk. He was right. Of course he was right. There were million things wrong in a sentence that said: Thorin and Bilbo were together.
"I don't understand," said Thorin, confused by the fact that Bilbo was angry at him.
"Oh," mocked Bilbo, "he doesn't understand! How convenient. Let me tell you what I don't understand. For starters where are you at the moment?"
Thorin wanted to hit Dwalin so hard right now and wipe that smug smile from his face. He was actually enjoying this.
"I'm with Dwalin."
"And what are you doing with him, if I may ask?" Bilbo snapped.
"I don't understand why is this so important right now, or why you're yelling at me."
"Don't change the subject and answer my question!"
"I really don't understand-"
"Thorin, I swear if-"
Thorin knew where this was going. "We went running and now we're in fitness," he interrupted quickly.
"Oh, great. So spending time with your best friend is perfectly acceptable reason to leave me waiting for five hours!"
"Now wait a minute. I didn't leave you waiting-"
"You asked me to come over, did you not?"
"And you said no-"
"No I didn't, I agreed to come. And I've been waiting for hours. If this is your idea of proving your point… Well, you crossed the line and I will be going home."
Thorin sighed. This would be a disaster if he allowed Bilbo to leave angry. "Give me a couple of minutes and I'll come."
"If you're not here in ten, I'll go home," Bilbo told him before he hung up.
Thorin just stared at his phone for a second before cursing loudly.
"You'll learn," teased Dwalin. "Soon you'll know when he'll call to check on you."
Thorin sighed before he reached for his car keys. "I have to go before Bilbo decides to break up with me. Again," he added before saying goodbye and rushing home.
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Bilbo could hear Thorin run up the stairs and a few seconds later his boyfriend finally showed up.
"Well, this is a nice surprise," Thorin smirked when he saw Bilbo on his bed. "I really didn't expect to come home and find you in my bed."
"It's not funny," said Bilbo and looked Thorin directly in the eye. "You left me waiting here for hours-"
Thorin sat down on the bed and took Bilbo's hand in his. "I didn't know you were coming."
"You asked me to come!"
"And you said no, like always."
"No," corrected Bilbo, "I said yes." Thorin only shook his head. He clearly wasn't agreeing with this. "You asked me to come-"
"And you said no," Thorin finished.
"But then I said fine."
"That was about the argument-"
"No, that was about coming over. I was still right, and I thought it would be better just agree with you so that you would stop being annoying. And I asked you if you were free today and you said you had nothing to do and I thought we would spend some time together."
Thorin nodded. "You texted me you were going home-"
"It was more than implied that I would be coming here in a few hours and I did."
"I'm sorry, but it wasn't obvious to me. And you didn't answer my text."
"Regardless, you still left me here alone for hours so that you could spend them with Dwalin!"
"And what would you have me do? Stay here and do nothing?"
"You could have at least called me to let me know what you were doing," accused Bilbo.
"I thought we agreed we wouldn't be controlling each other," Thorin reminded him.
"This is different!"
Before Bilbo would get a chance to yell at him, once again for no reason, Thorin decided to silence him with a kiss.
"Thorin… this… is… not… going… to… work," he said between kisses.
"Obviously, if you are still talking," said Thorin before kissing him again. Bilbo responded to the kiss before he pushed Thorin away so that he could look him in the eyes.
"This is all your fault," he accused.
"It was a misunderstanding. Can we agree to that?"
Bilbo considered saying yes, but then quickly changed his mind. "It was your fault."
Thorin rolled his eyes. It was pointless to fight with him right now. "Alright," he agreed, "it was my fault," before kissing him again.
But once again Bilbo pushed him away. "You're just saying this so that I'll stop. You don't actually believe it's your fault!"
"No, I don't," Thorin confirmed, and Bilbo looked at him disapprovingly. "But if I don't agree with you, you're able to drag this on for hours and I would really like to do other things than listen to you telling me it was my fault."
With that he sealed their lips in yet another passionate kiss that finally managed to make Bilbo stop talking.
Pinning Bilbo down to bed was an easy thing to do, because Bilbo melted into the kiss and allowed Thorin to do whatever he wanted. Thorin climbed on the bed, getting a better access to Bilbo's mouth and neck. His tongue was immediately allowed into Bilbo's mouth, and Thorin smirked when Bilbo released a needy moan and pulled him closer, his hands finding their way under Thorin shirt and onto his back.
Thorin then slowly kissed the corner of Bilbo's mouth, the made his way on his jaw and then to the neck. He knew how much Bilbo enjoyed this, especially when he immediately tilted his head giving Thorin better access to his neck.
"You're sweaty," he commented as he ran his hands down Thorin's spine. "And you taste salty," he added when he placed a series of kisses from Thorin's shoulder to his mouth.
"I was working out," Thorin reminded him and kissed him again. Every kiss more demanding than the previous one, every kiss more amazing.
"You should take a shower," Bilbo suggested, before gently biting Thorin's lower lip.
"Only if you join me."
Bilbo shook his head before wrapping his arms around Thorin's neck and pulling him down. It took him a few minutes but Thorin finally gave in and parted his lips enough so that their tongues could meet. Bilbo always tasted so sweet. It was like a drug to Thorin, he never had enough of it. Thorin was always so gentle with him, but at the same time his kisses were hot and passionate.
He felt one of Thorin's hands ran down to his belly and then his hips, slowly going under him and squeezing his butt, before continuing its way down his thigh. He was soft and huge, but Thorin didn't seem to mind.
"You really should take a shower," Bilbo repeated and ran his fingers through Thorin's hair.
"Fine," Thorin grumbled and reluctantly pushed himself off the bed. "Join me?"
Bilbo quickly shook his head. Taking a shower with Thorin was wrong, a voice in his head kept repeating.
"Come on, I don't bite."
"No," insisted Bilbo. "It wouldn't be right."
"Okay. If you change your mind you know where you can find me."
Bilbo watched Thorin take some clean clothes out of his closet before he went into the bathroom and closed the doors.
Bilbo waited a minute to hear water running, and the rolled on the bed and pulled a pillow close to himself. Why was it so tempting to join Thorin in the shower. He had to bite his lower lip. He wouldn't be going in, no he wouldn't. He made a promise to himself that he and Thorin wouldn't have sex so early in their relationship and he wasn't planning on breaking that promise.
But this was so hard. Thorin would eventually come out of the shower and then they would continue where there left off… Strictly speaking seeing someone naked didn't count as sex, and while they were making out they did far more inappropriate things than they would be able to do if they would share a quick, innocent shower. He had seen Thorin naked, they had already had sex… and joining Thorin in the shower would be just a foreplay to their make out session. Nothing wrong with that.
What to do next, that was the question.
Shower and Thorin, those were the two words playing in Bilbo's head.
What the heck, he'd already made a lot of stupid decisions, this would just be added to the long list of his mistakes.
He got stripped out of his clothes as fast as he could before wrapping a huge towel around himself, just in case Thorin changed his mind.
He quietly entered the bathroom and closed the doors. It was warm inside and Bilbo could smell Thorin's shampoo. This was bad idea, he thought, but no matter how much he wanted to run out he kept walking toward the shower. Even through the steamy glass he was able to see Thorin's muscular back. His eyes went lower and lower, trying to remember every inch of Thorin's skin.
"Thorin," he said just above whisper, his voice indicating that he was really nervous.
Thorin suddenly turned around, and found Bilbo standing on the other side of shower door, a white towel wrapped around him. His mouth watered at the idea of discovering what was beneath it. He swallowed a lump in his throat before opening the door and offering Bilbo his hand.
The smell of Thorin's shampoo intensified when Bilbo was greeted with the view of Thorin's front. How he didn't notice how big that thing was before now, was beyond him.
He slowly looked up and met Thorin's eyes. There was no childish gleam in them, they were beyond that in that moment. What Bilbo could see was love, adoration, trust. Every single one of his cells in his body was drawn to that man, and Bilbo had to admit he wanted it too.
He dropped the towel and accepted Thorin's hand without breaking eye contact. There was no need to be ashamed of anything, because in Thorin's eyes he was perfect. All the flaws disappeared and this glorious moment was created between them.
Thorin guided him under the shower and Bilbo shivered when the first drops made contact with his skin. He felt Thorin run his hands down his arms before placing a kiss on his lips.
"I love you."
Three simple words that made Bilbo's heart beat faster. "I love you, too."
He kissed him again, and again, savoring this perfect moment. Hands explored skin, fingers trying to remember every curve, skin yearning for more contact. Lazy kisses that became hot and demanding. Thorin held him as close as possible, enjoying their moment together.
When they finally broke the kiss Thorin smiled before offering Bilbo a bar of soap. Now they had another reason to explore each other's body. Bilbo ran the soap bar first over Thorin's front then over his back, teasing when the opportunity arose. When it was Thorin's turn to return the favor he first ran his hands gently over Bilbo's belly, their child growing safely inside it. Bilbo was so sensitive, he responded to every touch with a shiver or a low moan…
Once they were done they returned back to kissing under a hot shower. Nothing was rushing, everything was just at the right pace for both of them.
Bilbo was blushing happily when Thorin led him out of the shower and immediately wrapped a towel around him. He made sure Bilbo was warm and comfortable before wrapping a towel around himself, barely big enough to cover his private parts. Bilbo blushed even more at the thought of seeing Thorin naked.
"What?" smiled Thorin and dried Bilbo's hair as much as he could with a towel.
Bilbo huffed at the sight of his curls that looked like a bird's nest after Thorin was done. "Nothing… just reminiscing."
"Care to share about what?" Thorin asked and wrapped his arms around Bilbo from behind before resting his head on his shoulder.
"Inappropriate things," Bilbo blushed and he could see Thorin smirk in the mirror.
"Very inappropriate things…" he teased and Bilbo just hummed in response. "I don't think I ever enjoyed a shower so much. I guess I never had the privilege to share it with someone special."
"The sight really was extraordinarily enjoyable," Bilbo commented.
"I could say the same."
Oh, for god's sake! Now would be good time to stop blushing like a maiden. Bilbo had to admit, Thorin knew his way with words.
"Let me show you how much I love you," Thorin whispered in Bilbo's ear, and the younger teen's knees almost lost their strength. Thorin was suggesting they do… well, that. And Bilbo wanted it. After all that had happened he desperately wanted it. "Please," was said in his ear before he felt hot breath under his ear and then a gentle kiss, and then another and another, down his neck to his bare shoulder.
He was still clutching the towel that was wrapped around him, but he was slowly losing his mind. Nothing mattered except him and Thorin.
"Yes…" he threw his head back and allowed Thorin to gently trace his fingers lower and before he knew it he was once again nude in front of him. He could see Thorin trace fingers over his body in the mirror. He could feel his hot breath on his skin… He was coming undone.
Thorin placed a series of kisses down his neck. One hand was resting on his belly and the other was going lower and lower, and before Bilbo even realized, Thorin lifted him up and carried him out of the bathroom.
The cooler air in the bedroom brought him back for long enough that he was safe in Thorin's arms. He wrapped his arms around his neck and allowed him to carry him to bed. He was panicking and excited at the same time, because this, whatever this was, was happening.
Thorin gently put him on the bed and Bilbo automatically reached for him, immediately missing his source of warmth. But Thorin walked to the doors and locked them before walking back to the bed and dropping the towel.
Bilbo swallowed the lump in his throat and reached for Thorin once again, pulling him closer until he was on the bed between his thighs.
"Nervous?" Thorin asked and Bilbo frantically shook his head, trying to convince them both he was fine. He wasn't fine. He was screaming inside, but somehow Thorin gave him courage and when the older teen leaned down to kiss him, Bilbo once again forgot why was he nervous in the first place. He buried his fingers in Thorin's still wet hair and pulled him down, deepening the kiss.
It took a few moments before the found a comfortable position to continue what they were doing. With Bilbo's belly between them Thorin did his best to allow Bilbo to pull him as close as he wanted, but at the same time keeping his weight off his belly.
"There's- there's lube in the drawer," said Bilbo between breaths as he pushed Thorin back so that he could speak.
"I know," chuckled Thorin, "I put it there."
"Shouldn't you…"
Thorin pushed himself up and then reached for the top drawer, blindly searching for what Bilbo asked for.
"…And a condom ," Bilbo added and then bit his lower lip. Thorin looked at him for a second before continuing his search, firstly fishing out a bottle of lube and then a condom.
"You know you can't get pregnant, don't you?" It was meant to sound as a joke, but they both knew what he was trying to say.
Bilbo ignored him and reached for the bottle, focusing his eyes on the back label to avoid looking at Thorin.
"We don't have to do this, if you don't want to," Thorin reassured him, sensing that Bilbo was nervous and refused to admit it. "I can wait…"
"No, I want to do it… It's just that… I don't want to…"
Thorin nodded. He understood, in a way, what Bilbo was trying to say. "We'll take it slow, okay?"
Bilbo nodded before allowing him to kiss him again.
Thorin did as he promised, he was taking it slow. Even if that meant a very long foreplay. He pushed the fact that he didn't have sex for the last few months aside and decided to do everything in his power to make this as pleasurable for Bilbo as possible, as if trying to make it up for the first time they were together.
Bilbo's hands were at the beginning buried in his hair or resting on his shoulders, but as things progressed and Bilbo relaxed, his hands became more daring, reaching for everything that would make Thorin moan lowly. And Bilbo enjoyed that. He enjoyed it very much when Thorin gripped his hips harder, as if trying to prevent for reaching anywhere else.
"Aren't you going to touch me?"
"Can I?" asked Thorin for reassurance that Bilbo was okay with this.
"It would be most welcome."
Thorin smirked at Bilbo's bravery before kissing his lips and then moving to his nipples, over his belly, down to Bilbo's, this time, erect and leaking member.
Bilbo propped himself on his elbows so that he could watch what Thorin was doing, but lost all his strength the moment he felt Thorin's warm mouth around the tip of his cock. His head met the pillow and his eyes rolled backwards. Thorin definitely knew what he was doing. Painfully slowly, taking him in… the wetness and warmth enveloping his member. And there was the tongue… Bilbo never thought he would feel the need to come so fast. In a few short minutes Thorin managed to bring him to the edge, and if it wasn't for his heavy panting Thorin probably wouldn't have stopped.
"You alright?" Thorin asked as he came back up to kiss him.
Bilbo nodded quickly with his eyes closed, while trying to even his breathing and calm his rapidly beating heart. "Too close."
"I thought you enjoyed it," Thorin smirked and Bilbo slapped his arm.
"I almost came!"
"That was the point, wasn't it?"
Bilbo scowled and Thorin couldn't help but to press a quick kiss to his lips. "You did it on purpose!"
"Of course I did it on purpose. We're having fun and the point is to enjoy it. Now tell me, did you not enjoy it?"
Even though Bilbo looked away he could tell that Thorin was smirking. This was his plan all along! "I did," he admitted quietly.
Rather than saying anything Thorin leaned down and kissed him.
Soon they were back to having a make out session, only this time they were completely naked and Bilbo was much more daring than he was before. His hand explored Thorin's chest, then his hard stomach, and then his hand went even lower.
Thorin could feel him smile into the kiss as the small fingers wrapped around his heavy member and gave it a few strokes. He fought hard not to arch into contact and allowed Bilbo to do whatever he wanted. "Enjoying yourself, aren't you?" he asked when Bilbo gently bit his lower lip.
"I'm just teasing," Bilbo answered and then pushed his tongue into Thorin's mouth making him give a low moan. He gave Thorin a few more strokes before reaching for lube and almost shoving it at him.
"Bossy," commented Thorin as he sat back up and opening the bottle. "How do you want to do this?" asked. Bilbo didn't answer him; he just laid back and pulled Thorin on top of him.
Thorin immediately went back to kissing Bilbo and squeezing everything that was within his reach and Bilbo did the same. They enjoyed a few more minutes of foreplay before Thorin decided to move things on.
Bilbo froze the moment he felt Thorin's finger teasing his entrance. "I love you," Thorin said to help him relax.
And Bilbo did relax. He relaxed enough for Thorin's finger to slid easily in, but then tensed up again at the intrusion. Thorin did his best to distract him with kisses until Bilbo was moving of his own accord on Thorin's finger. Soon a second and third were added and each time Thorin waited patiently until Bilbo relaxed and started enjoying what they were doing. After all the most important thing to him was that Bilbo enjoyed this as much as possible.
Bilbo wanted to protest when Thorin pulled away from him. He was just starting to enjoy it and Thorin stopped. He wanted to voice his complaint when he saw Thorin reaching for condom, tearing it open and then rolling it down onto his member.
"You sure you want to do this?"
Bilbo nodded in response.
"When you're ready," Thorin breathed and Bilbo nodded again. He lifted his hips up and guided Thorin's member to his entrance.
Thorin took a deep breath and slowly pushed in. He felt Bilbo's grip tighten on his shoulders but he couldn't stop because Bilbo had his legs wrapped around his waist and was pushing him in until Thorin was buried to the hilt.
Something was wrong. No matter how many time Bilbo assured him that he was okay with this, Thorin knew that he wasn't entirely truthful. Now he had Bilbo under him completely still with his eyes shut.
It didn't hurt, it was just a little unpleasant. But the feeling brought back memories he had buried a long time ago. Once again he was in a room with Thorin. They were having sex and everything seemed fine; he loved Thorin and Thorin was nothing but perfect so far, but then things changed. He knew what Thorin was after and he knew he didn't care about him or his feelings; he would just have to endure this and hope it would be over soon.
"…Bilbo, please, open your eyes. Bilbo look at me. Love, I'm here with you and I love you." Thorin was panicking a little. Bilbo was completely still with his legs still around his waist. He knew it was too soon, but Bilbo had been so willing and… "Bilbo, please, open your eyes. Love…"
Thorin's pleas were finally heard because Bilbo slowly opened his eyes and allowed tears to fall freely down his cheeks. Thorin was here, this wasn't a memory. But this Thorin was gentle and loving and… perfect.
"Are you okay?" Thorin asked worriedly. "Are you hurt?"
"No, I'm fine," said Bilbo and wiped the tears away. "I'm sorry…"
"You have nothing to be sorry for. I hurt you-"
"You didn't hurt me. I'm just…"
"Scared," offered Thorin and Bilbo nodded. "Why didn't you say something?"
"Because I was afraid you may turn me down. I want you. I want you to tell me that you love me, I want you to hold me close as we make love and I don't want to think about anything else except you and me."
Thorin wrapped his arms tighter around Bilbo's smaller form and then placed a kiss on his lips. "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you, too."
Bilbo sniffled a little before stealing a quick kiss and rolling his hips experimentally. It didn't just feel good, it felt right. Here, now, with Thorin. He wouldn't want it any other way.
Thorin slowly pulled back and then pushed back in, trying to find the rhythm that was most enjoyable for both of them. It didn't take long before Bilbo met each one of Thorin's thrusts and Thorin had a feeling he wouldn't be able to last much longer.
He shifted Bilbo a little.
"What are you –" Bilbo wanted to protest but he wasn't able to finish his sentence because the thrust Thorin gave him was much deeper and he hit that spot that made him see stars.
Thorin placed sweet kisses down his neck and all Bilbo could do was try not to moan too loudly. He would be embarrassed for life if anyone would hear them.
"T-Thorin... I-I am… I can't…"
Thorin, who was trying really hard not to come so quickly, immediately knew Bilbo was close. He reached with one hand between them and started stroking Bilbo's member. It didn't take long before Bilbo came, covering both of their stomachs. Thorin helped him ride out his orgasm before increasing the speed a little, Bilbo's convulsing walls milking an orgasm out of him not even a minute later.
Thorin pulled out and collapsed on his back next to Bilbo who immediately intertwined their fingers.
"What?" he asked completely out of breath as he looked at the younger teen who was smiling happily.
"I love you," smiled Bilbo.
Thorin managed a smile before he relaxed into the bed. He needed a moment to catch his breath. He felt Bilbo shift closer and pull off the condom, before tying it up and disposing it in the waste basket near the bed.
"We should do this again."
Thorin didn't miss the teasing tone in Bilbo's suggestion. It was more than obvious that Bilbo was enjoying him like this - completely undone and out of breath.
"Mhmm… Maybe in a few hours…"
Bilbo chuckled before moving closer, allowing Thorin to wrap an arm around him and place a kiss on his sweaty forehead.
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They laid later with their legs intertwined; Bilbo with his back pressed firmly against Thorin's chest, and Thorin's arm wrapped over him so that Bilbo could still hold his hand.
"You're unusually quiet," Thorin noted when Bilbo absentmindedly counted the fingers on his left hand for the tenth time. "What are you thinking about?"
"That the shower we took was for nothing…"
Bilbo could feel and hear Thorin laugh. "We could shower now if that's what you'd like."
"No," Bilbo looked over his shoulder at Thorin, "it's perfectly fine where we are now. Besides, you never know, maybe tomorrow morning we'll want to do it again."
Thorin let out a huff before kissing his shoulder. He was slowly dozing off and he had trouble keeping his eyes open.
"Thorin?"
"Hm?"
Bilbo managed to turn around with some difficulties before he snuggled closer to his lover. "Can I ask you something?"
"Mhmm."
"How was it for you… I mean this… Did you like it?" Bilbo asked quietly.
Thorin leaned closer and pressed their lips together. "Why are you asking this now?"
"Because you have experience and you know… you know what you like and what's good and what's not… and I just want to know…"
"It doesn't matter," Thorin interrupted Bilbo's rambling. "They weren't you."
"But I was-"
"Perfect. You were perfect. And I've never been happier about it."
Bilbo bit his lower lip. "So it was worth a few months long without sex?"
"More than worth it," Thorin reassured him and Bilbo beamed at his answer.
"Good. I'm happy that we both agree."
Thorin raised any eyebrow at that.
"Obviously I'm a better choice than some random-"
He wasn't able to finish because Thorin tickled him and he jumped with surprise.
"I'm better because you love me," Bilbo finished after making Thorin stop.
"Always and forever," Thorin assured him before they both slowly drifted off to sleep.
Author's notes:
Real life (read school) and me trying to avoid writing smut delayed this chapter for a few weeks.
So April means exams every week. Who's excited?
I will try to update, but I'm not making any promises.
There has been a poll created about the gender of the baby. As promised I'm allowing you to decide. You can leave you vote in review or on Tumblr. For now this is not so important, but it would be nice to know what would you like to see. All that have been reading my stories know what I would choose.