Author's Note: Okay here, we're going to change the rating to an M for precaution as there are some parts containing a little risqué. I'm not sure how far I can go as far as beyond maturity stuff. So if it is out of line here, please forgive me, it is not intended. Thiss story seem to be taking a life of its own. It insists of writing its own AU version of what Tolkien had intended it to be!
So, I hope you're enjoying this version of Pre-Hobbit story…
Coming Of Age – Chapter 14
When Thorin and Lee returned to the basement, they wanted to get back to their work. The nap and dinner had restored their energies and now they were eager to work.
Lee settled down on the chair with her text while Thorin on his mystery box of papers.
Soon she was back to the First Age of the Middle Earth where the first dwarves flourished and prospered; it listed a long and tedious detail description of the Durin's prosperity.
Lee frowned as she wrote the word, Darrowdelf; another name for dwarves.
Upon further interpretation, as she wrote, Durin the First was awakened at Mount Gundabad not long after the Firstborn Elves were awaken themselves. From Gundabad, Durin's clan began to grow and spread south of the mountains, battling orcs of Morgoth.
From deep Mount Gundabad, the Durin the First taught his children how to mine gold, silver, and gemstones and prospered. There they found something that was kept within the Durin family for a long time…
Lee stopped and read the text again; what was it? Was it the…Arkenstone? Why was it not recorded? Typically, such a find would be recorded!
Nothing… so far for now, she had to keep going on;
When the first six elder Dwarves were awakened alongside Durin, they went their separate ways. Left behind were the stone chambers buried deep Mount Gundabad. All the chambers were destroyed by the caved- ins except for one; Durin's chambers. The whereabouts of the chamber was never found. It was believed that Durin the First was obsessed in finding the chamber and in the process of searching for it, he found much other treasure…
Lee fell asleep as she wrote the last word.
Thorin was startled when he heard Lee dropped the quill and looked up, he smiled and stood up and stretched his sore muscles.
It must be late; time to be in bed.
He began to pack up the papers back in the box and then the text back in the pedestal and replaced the encasement. The entire time, Lee didn't stir.
He picked her up and hugging her to him, he moved them to the first room and placed her on the bed.
He reached down and picked up his bedroll, and spread it on the floor by the bed and settled down on it; soon he was asleep.
Lee dreamt of being in the underground caves of a horrible mountain, she was looking for something with a pickaxe.
"Keep digging, you lazy bones!" An old dwarf was yelling at her with burning red eyes.
She turned to look at him; she knew without anyone telling her that he was none other than Durin the First. Lee shrank from him in fear.
He was face was wrinkled and his beard white and long, so long that it dragging the ground but he paid no heed to it as he glared angrily at her!
"You will find it! Now!" He swung the leather whip that was lined with metal tips over his head and made to bring it down to her back as she covered her head with her hands bracing herself for the pain but still the intense sting was nothing she had experienced as tears pooled down her cheeks. Lee rolled from the pain as she fell and screamed…
…she rolled off the bed and landed onto Thorin hard as he was jerked awake from his deep sleep.
"Oi!"Thorin cried out as she landed on top of him, catching him by surprise.
"Oof!"She yelped in pain when her knees hit his chest as she tumbled down and her hands flailing out and about, she began to struggle to try to gain balance on her footing but in the process and not expecting Thorin lying on the floor on the side of the bed, she panicked.
"Stop! It's me Lee! Ouch! My fingers! Oaf! Not there!" Thorin was trying his best to grab a hold of her struggling limbs, any part he could get!
"STOP!" He yelled on top of his lungs, in hopes she could hear; finally, she did.
Somehow, panting hard, she found herself straddling over him across his chest!
"Wha! How?" She looked down at him in puzzlement, her chest heaving heavily.
Thorin was also breathing heavily, now even more so with her sitting atop of him as he stare op at her.
"Are you trying to kick me to death, woman?"
She shook her head, her hair flying about her like a wild creature from the woods, "I...I..don't know! He tried to whip me!" Tears were streaking down her cheeks.
Thorin's heart lurched upon seeing her dampened cheeks as he reached up and gently wiped them, "My dear, there's no one about, who would dare try to put a whip on you, and if he did, he'd have me to answer to!"
Lee swallowed hard as she looked about her and saw that she was still in the basement, the torches lending the room a soft glow. She realized she had a bad dream, a really vivid bad dream.
Wiping her sweaty brow with a shaky hand, she tried to smile at Thorin, she told him about her horrible dream.
All the time while she was telling him about being force to work in the mines for Durin the First, Thorin held her hands, stroking her gently, hoping to ease her tension and fears; he could see the dreams was scaring her for her eyes had the wild wide-eyed look that had scared him.
As she described the whip, he felt her shivering; her hands trembled like a shaking leaf.
Thorin reached for her knees which were on both sides of his face, he started to rub them softly at first, soothing her. Then he began to feel slightly bold as he moved towards the top of her knees and through her trousers, knead her flesh.
He was watching her, watching her eyes as she was glancing down to watch him, she had stopped talking. He saw the tip of her tongue peeking slightly from her mouth and he felt within him, blood was rushing into his head as well as other parts of his body.
"Lee…"He whispered her name.
Her eyes, he could see, were fully dilated.
She began to lower herself to him and began to kiss him gently as Thorin responded to her eagerly.
As they shifted their position slightly until she was lying beside him on the bedroll, Lee's ring flashed against the flames from the torch; serving as a reminder to Thorin that they were not wedded and she was still a maid, untouched.
Images of Crimm's cold reminder came unbidden and suddenly as if someone had cast him into an icy pool, his manly urges were cooled down instantly.
"Lee," he rasped as he pushed her away. She looked at him confused as he sat them up. "We must stop before we go any further."
"W...why?"
"Because we…we are not yet wedded. It would be most improper if you and I were to be together before we are so." He shook his head sadly.
"But Thorin, we're practically almost ... I mean I made a claim on you!"
He smiled sadly at her. "It doesn't matter, my dear, as a man, it's up to me to restrain myself. And your…er…purity."
"Oh," her cheeks flaming hot with shame as she cast her head down.
He nodded.
"I understand, Thorin." She said softly as she stood up and climbed into her bed.
"Lee, I…"
No answer.
A few minutes later, he swore to himself as he heard her sobbing to herself.
He rolled to his side and tried to sleep.
Much later, after his he had tossed and turned for the sixth or seventh time, he could still hear her soft sobs and he knew he would find no peace in his sleep or any attempt at sleep and neither would she.
So, with a low growl he got up and climbed in to her bed, and laid next to her spoon-style as he gathered her to him before she could protest, "Not a word, my dear. Not a word from you. We strictly sleep and that is it," he said softly but firmly.
Lee nodded as she backed into him as close as she possibly could.
"Goodnight my love," she murmured as she finally let sleep claimed her.
"Goodnight my Princess," He growled but also smiled he pressed a kiss into the back of her head and soon was asleep.
That night their dreams were uneventful and restful for the young couple.
…
The next day passed in relative quiet; ThoraLee's translation was slow as most of the pages of the text, she found out, were worn and faded.
But what she could translate did not make much sense as it repeatedly mentioned the First Age and the Battle of Morgoth, and the alliance of Elves and the Firebeards and Iron Hills of the Dwarf clans but it jumped back to describing Durin's folks again. Lee found the text script intriguing as she wondered why it seemed so confusing; exactly who wrote it? And how many dwarves wrote it? Shrugging her shoulders, she pulled another sheet of parchment and began again;
Durin the First growing clan moved away southward, down to the vales of Anduin. He founded Kheled-zâram or Mirrormere, a great lake deep in the midst of three great white peaks.
The three great white peaks he named Barazinbar 'the redhorn', zirakzigill 'the Silvertine', and Bundushathûr 'Cloudyhead'. Down in the valley he named Azanulbizar or the Dimril Dale.
"The Dimril Dale," Lee uttered silently. "Azanulbizar…hmmm, sounds ominous."
When Durin the First breathed his last breath, it was rumored he did not die but ascended spiritually.
"What?" Lee tilted her head. "What did that mean?" She pondered long and hard until she remembered the word, 'reincarnation'.
Longbeards maintain contact with the other six dwarf clans and when Men arrived, they traded metals in exchange for food.
Following the defeat of Morgoth heralded the dawn of the Second Age; the dwarves had to pick up from the ruins of the battles and lived amongst the ruins of their ancient homes. For the next forty years, they moved and rebuilt. But it didn't take long for the wretched and evil orcs to rebuilt and grow. Luckily, the dwarves, forging an alliance with men, rebuilt and armed with stronger weapons and armor in Khazad-dûm. The Longbeards dominated the northern Hithaeglir and the lands east of there.
The firm friendship of elves and Longbeards became evident when both races began to built and expand the underground of Khazad-dûm.
Miles upon miles of underground passages was made between Khazad-dûm and what was known as The West Gate- a portal leading to the elven realm.
Lee sat up as she read the translated parchment; there was a passage that led from Moria to Rivendell? Did anyone in this age know about it? Does Thorin? Or King Thrain?
She looked down to the floor where Thorin was poring over the papers and again, saw that he was gone.
She realized stiffly, that she must have been working for a very long time at the same time she wondered if she could get a bite or even something to drink. She stood up and stretched a bit, working out the kinks in her muscles before she moved into the first room.
As she stepped into the first room she smiled; there was a tray of food and a flask of wine. Then she frowned as she realized Thorin was nowhere.
She poured the wine into the glass and began to drink thirstily when she heard footsteps; it was Thorin.
She smiled when he stepped into the room.
He stood before her and took her glass of wine and drank from it before he refilled it and gave it back to her.
"Where have you been?" She asked shyly.
He took a bite of a piece of bread before he answered, "Oh, I had to do something," he said mysteriously as he sat on the edge of the bed.
She arched a brow at him, "Do something? What kind of something?"
He shook his head, "It's a surprise."
She wrinkled her nose at him, "What kind of surprise, Thorin?"
He shook his head, "If I tell you, it won't be a surprise."
She glared at him as she tore a piece of bread and threw it at him, luckily he saw her motive and caught it easily and ate it, she shook her head at him and smiled.
"Tell me, Thorin." She said arms akimbo.
He ignored her.
"No?" She asked him again.
He shook his head.
With an unladylike grunt, she lunged at him and caught him completely by surprise as they both fell out of bed, with her landing on top of him.
Thorin baring the brunt of the force and weight of the both of them as he landed on his back, "Ouf!WOMAN!"
He held her hard preventing her from moving as she tried to playfully hit him, "Tell me now, Thorin!"
"No!" He was laughing at her as he tried to grab her hands and pulled them to her sides.
"No fair!" She was struggling to free herself but he was too stronger.
They continued to scuffle for a while until Thorin flipped them over so that she was now on the bottom and he was on top of her.
Breathless, he looked down on her sparkling eyes; Thorin felt his blood rushing to his head as he stared at her unique eyes. Her left eye a deep shade of green and the other, the amber was now a blend of hazel and honey.
Lee was staring back at his eyes which were darkening to a slate grey as she took both his shoulders and lowered him to her and kissed him deeply. Thorin did not resist her, he was mesmerized by her hypnotic eyes.
He began to growl throatily as he continued to kiss her when he moved his kisses to her jaw and neck. Lee giggled as she felt the rumble within her. She ran her hands on his back and shoulders and back through his hair, she found out that his hair was surprisingly very soft and thick.
"Thorin…" she whispered huskily. "I…" She lost her thoughts when she felt his fingers unbuttoning the top of her shirt and slid the top off her shoulder and exposed her chests, slipping the undergarments off her. Thorin had stopped kissing her as he stared at her exposed young breasts. His fingers were now tracing the deepening valley between the twin mounds as she began to breathe heavily.
Lee was watching him as he lowered his lips to kiss the tip of one of her breasts!
She gasped in astonishment at the sensation he evoked within her! In the pit of her stomach, a funny feeling was swirling within and she found that she liked it very much, she liked what he was doing to her and she didn't want him to stop.
Thorin saw the heated look in her mysterious eyes as he tasted her delightful breast; she liked it. She was beautiful, her breasts were beautiful; perfectly formed, the dusky rose colored areolas hardening immediately when he had slid her undergarment opened exposing them. He couldn't help but wanting to taste them as he turned his attention to its twin and kissed the tip. He smiled when he heard her gasped again, she clutched the back of his hair tightly to her.
He felt within his lower body a deep longing and urging, that he needed to be within her; to join her, to…NO!
Thorin moved from Lee immediately as he heaved his body to the furthest part of the room, his chest heaving heavily, not from the motion but the forced separation.
"Lee, I…I'm very sorry. I did not mean to force myself onto you."
ThoraLee, face flaming red with shame, covered her chest with shaking hands, shook her head as she turned away from him. She felt thoroughly ashamed of herself for behaving so…so bold!
"No Thorin, I should be the one to apologize. I was the one to kiss you first and I shouldn't have."
"No!" Thorin said strongly. Thorin knew they needed a break from the room; so he held out a slightly shaky hand to her, "Come, let me show you your…surprise."
Lee looked up at him, "You are not angry with me?"
He gave an encouraging smile, "No my dear, tis not your fault. Come up with me."
She nodded as she slowly stood up and shakily buttoned her shirt shyly before going to him.
Lee looked at him and found that he was still smiling at her, she nodded at him as they left the first room.
"You still won't tell me this surprise?"
He shook his head, "Has anyone ever told you patience is a virtue?"
Lee frowned and shook her head, "Not to me, dwarfs do not have patience, nor do they like surprises. Speaking of surprises, I need to tell you of the translation so far."
Thorin nodded encouragingly as they climbed the steps leading to the surface, holding her hand, "Oh?"
She nodded, "Yes! It kept referring to your ancestor Durin the First and this mysterious Stone Chamber…"
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End of Chapter 14