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fanficshiddles · 5 years

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Love at first sight, one shot

Thank you for the prompt! I hope you like it, maybe slightly off the prompt. 😊 Sorry it took so long to get done.

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Tom meets a fan after one of his plays and is mesmerized by her. He invites her to his flat and things get hot.

Tom had briefly spotted her during the play. She was sat a few rows back, in the middle. Her beauty had momentarily stunned him, but luckily being the professional he was he was able to cover it up quickly.

But he was unable to stop stealing glances towards her. His heart felt happy when he saw her beautiful smile, or when she laughed during some of the humorous moments of the play. She was completely hooked on his every word and he could see the genuine emotion on her face.

He was utterly smitten.

After the play was over, Tom was riding high on adrenaline as always. It was the rush of the crowd applauding, they received a standing ovation like they did most nights. It was thrilling.

‘Are you doing stage door tonight?’ One of the security team asked him.

‘Yes, definitely.’ Tom nodded, smiling.

He was praying that the girl he spotted in the crowd would be there. But when he went outside to greet fans, there was no sign of her. He told security he wanted to try and get through as many people as possible, to get the line flowing quickly.

But face after face, she still didn’t appear. His heart sank more and more with each person.

‘Hi, Tom. The play was incredible.’ A girl said, smiling.

‘Thank you very much, I’m glad you enjoyed it.’ He smiled back at her.

‘Would you mind signing this for my friend? She saw the play too, but she’s too shy to come meet you. She’s over there.’ She turned to the crowd across the street and pointed at her friend. Tom’s eyes widened and the largest smile spread across his face.

It was her.

‘Aww, of course. What’s her name?’ Tom tried to keep his cool, but he was almost vibrating with excitement he was so excited that she was there… So close, yet so far.

But he had a plan.

‘Julia. She’s a big fan of yours, but is always worried about bothering you. Took a lot of persuading to get her to just wait for me!’ Her friend laughed.

‘It’s no bother at all.’ Tom kept glancing over towards Julia, he could see a slight blush of her cheeks whenever her did look at her.

‘Thank you so much, Tom.’ He friend said after Tom signed the programme for Julia. ‘She will be so annoyed I got you to sign this for her, but I know she will love it!’

‘You’re welcome. And tell her there’s no need to be so shy, I don’t bite.’ He grinned.

‘I will. Thanks!’ Her friend then went off across the street to Julia.

Tom leaned over to his security and said to finish the line there. And he motioned towards Julia while whispering to him.

Julia’s stomach was in knots when Tom had looked in her direction. She was going to kill May for doing that.

‘He signed this for you. And said no need to be so shy, he doesn’t bite.’ May grinned at Julia.

‘You ass! I’m going to get you for that.’ Julia hissed at her friend, though she was secretly rather chuffed at the signed programme her friend got her.

‘Excuse me. Julia, right?’ One of the security asked, everyone around them was confused. Especially Julia.

‘Uhm, yes?’ Julia felt nervous, had she done something wrong?

‘Would you come with me, please?’ He asked and motioned for her to follow.

Julia’s eyes were wide in fear, but she nodded and went with him after a nudge from May. Who shouted after her that she would see her at work tomorrow.

Julia felt like she was going to be sick when the security guy took her across the road and towards the stage door, just where Tom had disappeared into. Her hands were shaking, she was so nervous. She was sure she was in trouble for some reason, why else would security want a word with her? What if Tom was there and saw her getting a telling off for whatever it was she had done wrong?

Did she disturb the performance at some point? Her mind was racing with thoughts of what she might’ve done.

She was shown inside the theatre and just through the first door was a basic room filled with props. And there, was Tom Hiddleston. He smiled brightly when he saw her.

He thanked the security, who then left. Julia realised it was then just the two of them, alone.

‘No need to look so scared, darling. It’s nice to meet you.’ He walked over to her and put his hand out.

Julia was still wide eyed as she shook his hand. Then her cheeks turned bright red again when he brought her hand up and he kissed the back of it.

‘H… Hi! Nice to meet you, too.’ She said shyly.

‘Did you think you were in trouble?’ He asked with a gentle smile, reluctantly letting go of her hand.

‘I… did. Yeah.’ She laughed nervously.

‘I’m so sorry. I just really wanted to meet you. I know this may seem slightly odd. But, I am going to be honest.’ He rubbed the back of his head, slightly nervous himself.

‘I saw you in the crowd and I must say, you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.’ He said honestly.

His words made her heart soar. She couldn’t believe it. And she was sure her face was on fire, it was bright red.

Tom then invited her through to the bar for a drink. She didn’t say no, hoping the drink would help give her some more confidence. And it did, a little bit anyway.

They drank for an hour and talked, Tom was so intrigued with her. He was starting to regret it, because he was falling head over heels for her… This wasn’t good.

She was shy, but sweet and kind. Not once did she ask about his work, she was interested in him as a person which was refreshing for him. And she was interested in what he had to say, completely hooked on his every word.

In the end, once the bar was closing, Tom invited her back to his place. He wasn’t sure what came over him, but he just had to. He wasn’t ready to part ways from her yet… If at all.

Julia wasn’t sure how it happened, how she ended up in the back of a car with Tom Hiddleston… On their way to his home. It was insane!

When they arrived, her nerves returned tenfold. But Tom picked up on that.

‘Please, let me take your coat.’ He offered and helped her with it, then hung it up by the door next to his own.

‘Would you like a drink? Or something to eat?’ He offered.

‘A drink would be nice, thank you.’ She smiled.

She was in awe at his home, especially with the extensive amount of books he had in his living room. She was busy looking over them all when he joined her with their drinks.

‘You have so many books. Have you read them all?’ She sat down on the sofa, secretly giddy when he chose to sit right next to her, his thigh touching her own.

‘Not yet. I’m working my way through them.’ He chuckled. ‘Do you like to read?’

‘I do. I don’t have as many books as you though.’

They talked again for a while, finding that the conversation flowed well between them. Tom was flirty with her, making her constantly blush and giggle. Then he became bolder, placing his hand on her thigh or touching her arm.

Once he was sure she was comfortable and accepting his small advances, he took a chance.

He leaned in close, slid a hand round to the back of her head to hold her still as he closed the distance and pressed his lips gently against hers. He smiled against her when her breathing hitched.

The kiss was slow and sensual, Tom moved his lips with hers for a while before taking another chance and slipping his tongue into her mouth which she allowed with ease. Their tongues danced together, turning them both on something hellish.

When Tom’s hands started to wander, his left hand slid under her dress and up her thigh. But then she tensed up and he stopped.

‘Too far?’ He asked quietly, stroking her hair.

‘I… no… I just. Uhm… well, I…’ She paused and sighed, looking away nervously.

Tom gripped her chin and turned her face back towards him. ‘It’s ok. If you don’t want to.’ He said with a smile. ‘I just got a bit carried away there.’

‘It’s ok. I do want to. It’s just… well… you’re going to laugh.’ She sighed.

‘Try me, darling.’ He said so gently, brushing her cheek with the back of his hand.

‘I’m still a virgin.’

Tom’s face didn’t change at her admission. Except for a small, reassuring smile.

‘That’s nothing to be ashamed of, love. If anyone did laugh at you for that, they should be shot.’ He said honestly, making her feel so much better already.

‘It’s just, so many people do laugh. A twenty-eight-year-old virgin.’ She said anxiously and fiddled with her hands in her lap slightly. ‘But I have done stuff... Just not all the way!’ She said quickly.

‘Well, they shouldn’t laugh. It’s your life, your body. What you have done and do is nothing to do with anyone else but you and your partner at the time.’ Tom’s words were so calming for her.

‘Really?’

‘Yes, really.’ Tom nodded. ‘If you don’t want to do anything tonight, I completely understand. But also, if you do… I would love to be your first.’

Julia felt like she was tearing up at how sweet he was being. ‘I do… I do want to. I’ve not been saving it for any reason really. I just… never felt comfortable enough before with anyone.’

‘Well, I promise I will be gentle with you. If you want to stop, you only have to say… If you want to.’ Tom held her hands with his and squeezed gently.

‘I do really want to. If you do.’ Julia said.

‘I definitely do.’ Tom grinned. ‘But let’s do this properly. I want it to be a night you’ll remember.’ He took her hand and stood up, taking her with him.

He led her upstairs and into his bedroom. Her nerves returned a bit, but when he started kissing her gently again and his hands roamed across her body, the nerves started to slip away.

He asked for permission each time he removed a piece of her clothing, until she was completely naked before him. His hands were large, powerful yet comforting as they explored her body. He knelt down on front of her, hands on her hips.

‘So bloody gorgeous.’ He purred and kissed her abdomen, making her squeak.

His hand slipped down between her thighs and he had her spread her legs open further. She felt a bit embarrassed with the way he was looking at her down there, but when his fingers started gently exploring her, she soon lost her train of thought.

His fingers felt amazing as they slid through her folds, finding her soaking wet already. He managed to seek out her clit easily and rubbed over it repeatedly, making her legs tremble.

Tom didn’t trust her legs, so he stood up and backed her up to the bed. He lay her down and then god rid of his own clothes before joining her on the bed. She was still shaking a little, but he lay next to her and kissed her again soothingly while his hand went back down between her thighs to explore.

After bringing her to orgasm once with his fingers, he moved down her body and did the same with his tongue. She was positively dripping wet, his tongue feeling so good down there. Especially over her clit. He was a master of oral, she never wanted him to stop.

The rub of his beard felt great against her sensitive skin. But it was the light nibbling on her clit that set her off like a rocket. He licked her clean, tasting every inch of her, sucking her folds until he was happy with his fill.

Then when he crawled back over the top of her, he positioned himself between her legs. She was worried about the size of him, when she reached down to hold him, he was heavy and throbbing in her small hand.

‘You’re… so big.’ She gulped.

Tom chuckled and tilted her chin up, to take her gaze away from down between them.

‘I will look after you, darling. I promise.’ He purred and kissed her.

He took her gently, slowly. Allowed her plenty of time to adjust to his size once he got inside of her. She was so tight, he struggled to keep himself composed. But looking at her beautiful face, he managed to put her first.

Once she was accustomed to him more, and only then, he started moving into her. Julia had never felt anything like it. The fullness, the delightful friction as he filled every part of her inside and rubbed over the right spots with every thrust.

Tom’s devilish fingers sneaked between them and he stroked her clit while making love to her. Making it even more pleasurable for her. She was so surprised when she came, soaking his cock in the process making it more difficult for him to keep himself in check.

Julia was riding high in her pleasure as Tom gave her more orgasms. She couldn’t help herself from digging her nails into his muscled back as she was thrown into another one. That was it for Tom.

He thrust into her once more, rather abruptly. And he held himself deep as he came, spilling into her with a moan.

Afterwards, once the two had recovered they lay together in one another’s arms. Julia was feeling happy, content and floaty. Yet also slightly vulnerable, in a way. Thinking it was no doubt just a one-time thing… But giving her virginity to this gorgeous, incredibly sweet and kind man, had only made her heart want him even more.

‘Thank you, Tom.’ She whispered and hid her face to his neck, too shy to look at his face.

‘No, thank you for allowing me to be your first. But there is a slight problem now…’

Her stomach dropped. Was he going to chuck her out already? She raised her head and looked at him with worried eyes.

Tom stroked his thumb across her cheek.

‘I want to keep you.’

#tom hiddleston #one shot #fan fiction #love at first sight #prompt

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imagine-loki · 4 years

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Imagine being a Sovereign but were outcast because you had a "defect". By accident you landed on earth and the Avengers, especially Natasha, took you in. Loki, being taken prisoner and gravely wounded, was supposed to die but you took pity on him and saved his life. When he asked you why, you answer is because he reminded you of yourself.

#loki #other #submission #imagine #ilovekingt #soverign #outcast #defect #earth #avengers #prisoner #gravely wounded #natasha romanoff #pity #save

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wickednerdery · 5 years

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Title: Lost Little Girl Author: @wickednerdery Fandom: High-Rise Pairing/character: Dr Robert Laing/Shy!Reader Rating: Explicit Summary: “There’s no one waiting for you there.” Notes: The full summary is with the Masterlist, but shout out to @sleepless-nights-with-your-king for coming up with the idea! Dr Laing’s always hard to write for me, so be gentle, haha! This section - which picks up the day after the prior one - involves hangovers, creepy kids, sex, masturbation, and eludes to sexual assault under the influence (of assaulter and assaulted both)…also it’s just generally creepy/dark…”Read More” always!!

The sunlight throbs through closed eyes, overheats body, as you sense someone nearby. Someone watching. Your eyes open slowly, weakly, as you save strength to run. Only it’s not Laing, it’s a boy. A tow-headed lad hidden behind a kaleidoscope pointed at you.

“...Hello?”

He pulls off the toy to reveal round, bespectacled, face; he’s not one of Helen’s. “Kaleidoscopes work ‘cause of mirrors, ones on the inside.” He goes back to his preferred view.

“Uh...neat.” You’re too dazed, confused...There’s a sense you’re without things, bits of yourself.

“I can see the future with it.”

With every nerve fighting you sit up. “Oh yeah?” Look around, taking in where you are and searching for missing parts. “Anything good?”

“Go real slow, you’ll like it more and more. Take it as it comes, specialize in havin' fun.”

“Huh?” Nothing like waking up in a strange place with a creepy kid. “Uh...who are you?”

“Toby, leave her be.” The voice insists firmly, deeply, unmistakably Laing’s. His smile comes in the boy wandering off, calling for breakfast. “How are you feeling?”

You're lost little girl, You're lost little girl

“...Fine.” Complete lie, you both know it. Every part of you aches, inside and out. It hurts to even lean away as he settles beside you; your stomach lurches when his hand pats your bare ankle. The touch triggers the realization; you know what you’re missing and curl up, back away fully. “I...” it’s not enough, you need to get away. Out of here. “Should probably get home.”

“There’s no one waiting for you there.”

You shift out of his reach as you stand, wobble slightly from foggy head. “Still, I should clean up...” You dip, rather than bend, to slip on shoes. “Go to work.”

“You work from home.”

Mouth opens to ask how he knows, but Charlotte’s familiar voice calls out. “Oh good, you’re up!” Memories of her, of her laughing and drinking, from the night before flicker through the haze of your mind. “You, my dear, are quite the party girl, I should have you over more often.” This time the laugh that slips out stops your heart; she knows exactly what happened last night. It’s nothing you wish to know, nothing you can move on from once you do.

You're lost... Tell me, who are you?

“I...really have to go.” Get out of here: out this apartment, off this floor, away from this building. You smooth out dress and feel that missing part as lack of undergarment bares ass and sex to the stale air.

Laing’s hand is on the door before yours. “I’ll walk you back.”

“...Please...” Eyes wet, body shakes under the presence of his so close.

“What sort of gentleman would I be if I didn’t?” Door opens for you. “And I’m going that way anyhow.”

Forever a half-step behind, like jungle cat hot on gazzelle’s hide, the man seems to stalk. Seems to drive your speed, your direction, as you look at the fast-dirtying carpet rather than the man. Stains of alcohol, food, sex...blood? You cringe in the turn of your stomach, hold breath against the stench, until you reach the nearest working elevator. You reach for the button.

He reaches for you, fingers wrapping around wrist to pull you closer.

I think that you know what to do... Impossible, yes, but it's true!

“Dr Laing, I...” you go to pull back, his hold tightens. “Dr Laing.” The only force you have is in your voice, but even that breaks as he leans in. Closer...Closer... You stand, stunned, wanting to move but unsure what he’ll do if you refuse him outright.

DING!

You exhale relief, turn towards the elevator, only to find two bodies grinding hard, fast, into each other. Mouth drops, but eyes remain glued as the heat rises across cheeks and down chest. They ignore you. They ignore Laing. They grunt and hiss and fuck against reflections of themselves. The woman’s eyes catch yours and you drop gaze as that heat pools between, then dribbles down, thighs. It’s not the people, it’s the primal. To be that open, that uncaring of where they are, who watches them. ...Meanwhile you can’t even stop from squirming under Dr Laing’s own gaze as he watches you watching them.

“I can’t!” You give cry, snapping his hold and dashing off for the stairwell with racing heart and frantic mind. You can’t take him so close, can’t take seeing what arouses even as it disgusts. You can’t take feeling such strange, contradictory, things...You can’t take it here!

I think that you know what to do. Yeah... I'm sure that you know what to do.

Closed off, safe in your apartment, you turn locks. You swing and push and shove everything you have against the door, blast your music to drown out everything, and collapse back against the pile as you pant. One hand curls fabric of your dress, other slips under to feel the sticky heat of your own arousal.

“...Fuck...” Fingers slip inside, replace one vague sense of violation with another, clearer, one as palm angles against clit. Eyes close, body slips down to floor, and you rest head back. You let the lingering soreness from events unknown heighten the sweetness of now; you miss the blood, old blood, mixed in with the arousal, as you float away on lyrics and desire. “Fuck...fuck...fuck fuck fu...ahh...AHHHH!!”

You're lost little girl You're lost little girl You're lost

Laing lingers, smelling sex through the door, as fingers rub thin fabric of lost panties. He hears you pleasure yourself, listens to orgasm ripping out your throat and thinks of the one he ripped from you the night before. You pretend not to know, not to remember. You act scared, unsure. You act lost, but he knows better. He knows what you desire, what you enjoy.

He knows you are meant for him.

Only him.

I mixed in song lyrics from the general period of the film again (something inspired by @wadeyouwitch‘s writings actually)…This one is You’re Lost Little Girl by The Doors. Toby himself also quotes “Take It As it Comes” by The Doors. I wanted to keep what happened after the last piece, throughout the remainder of the party, as vague as it might’ve been for the reader herself...but the suggestion intended is that Laing might’ve used his fingers on her, even caused her to orgasm, while she was under the influence of drugged punch...also he took her panties, of course, lol! And I know this one is a LONG time coming, so thanks everyone who comes back to read this after so much time has passed and, haha, I hope it was worth the wait. Seriously hope you guys still like this and it makes at least enough sense to kinda follow, lol!!

(Gif found on Google!)

Tagged: @sleepless-nights-with-your-king @chibiyanai @wadeyouwitch @lukeevansandjdmobession @n9yt1r1 @lokis-little-kitten @redfoxwritesstuff @merlinspantsandbeard @wolfsmom1, @vesperazylra @alexakeyloveloki @lucacangettathisass @lady-crowned-with-stars @cxberdoll @moonfaery @whovianwookie86-captainxev @ilovekingt @tarheelprincess83 @holykryptonitekitten @lokigreyvatore @ifantasizeromance @annievvv7 @thegirlbeyondtheuniverse @archy3001 @wintertink @allforloki @creedslove @thedevilkeepsadvertising @ty-picalfangirl @ms-lokis-nobody @devilbat @ultrarebelheart @libbymouse @kermitissexy @acrossyourneck @themanwithovtfear @fuckthatfeeling @allforloki @steph-1986 …Think I got everyone (and hopefully they’re still around, lol), lemme know if you want on or off the list! (Strike-throughs are those Tumblr wouldn’t let me tag)

#high rise #dr robert laing #dr. laing x reader #fanfiction #high-rise #my writing #smutty smut #give me the darkness #prompt #charlotte melville #toby melville #creepy kids #we could be so good together

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favorite-colors · 5 years

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Thank you so much my friend @chookier

Rules: name ten favourite characters from ten different things (books, tv, film, etc.) then tag ten people

Andy Dufresne - The Shawshank Redemption.

John Wick - John Wick.

Harry Hart - Kingsman.

John Coffey - The Green Mile.

The Patient - Gerard Way.

George Lonegan - Hereafter

Nathaniel York - The Martian Chronicles

Matthew Murdock - Daredevil.

Sarah Linden - The Killing.

Ivar Lotbrock - Vikingos.

I’m tagging @st-eve-barnes @angryschnauzer @luninosity @fandomaestheticxo @winters-beauty @ilovekingt @rorynne @evanstanwrites @vanilla-seabass @hot-multifandom-mess ... & anyone else that wants (Y)

#I need more numberssssssssss

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thranduil-is-my-king · 6 years

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I’m Honored To Be Yours

Fandom: The Hobbit Ship: Thorin/Reader Rating: Mature Warnings: Adult Language and Content, Implied Smut Tags: Biting, Soulmates, Dwarf!Reader,

Summary: Of course, Thorin being Thorin didn’t like you very much at the start of the journey to Erebor, but the two of you end up becoming a little closer as it goes on. Even then, you are still held farther away then is necessary and you’re tired of it.

Word Count: 1359

Written For: @evyiione

A/N: A Thorin/Reader fic was requested by @evyiione a while ago but I just got to it. Sorry for the long wait but I got it done. I hope you enjoy it!

p.s. I might write a sequel to this because there are loose ends and I kinda want to write a sequel so...

Also posted on my main blog: @latishiante1001!

Day 6: Daddy | Corset | Cock Worship | Biting

Translations:

Amrâlimê - My love

^^ Translations will be at the bottom as well!

“Thorin,” You call as you walk towards the company. You continue as Thorin turns to look at you, “May I talk to you, please? Privately.” “Of course,” Thorin answers, standing up to follow you. “Five coin that Y/N finally yells at him for something,” Dwalin bets.

“What is the matter, Ms. Y/N?” Thorin asks as you come to a stop. “You know damn well what’s the matter,” You answer, turning towards him. “Excuse me?” Thorin asks coldly. “What did I do to you? Did I do something wrong, Thorin? If I did, I need to know so I can somehow make it up to you.” “What in Mahal’s name are you talking about?” Thorin asks, confused. “What did I do to make you not like me?” “What makes you think I don’t like you?” You let out a cold laugh before letting your voice become increasingly louder until you’re screaming, “Oh, I have no clue. Maybe the way you talk to me coldly whenever someone is there with us? Or maybe when you place me on night watch almost every single night? Or how you only pay me attention when absolutely necessary?! Or maybe the other hundred things you do! Just let go grab my list! Why don’t you like me, Thorin?!” Thorin just stares at you with a blank look. You stand there with a hurt look on your face for a few moments before deciding to walk away. “Forget I ever said anything.” “Y/N, wait.” Thorin calls. You halt, waiting for him to continue. “Y/N, I do like you.” You whip around, anger filling you again. “Then I’d rather be hated by you if this is how you treat people you like.” “Y/N, you don’t understand. I don’t just like you like I like Dwalin and Balin. I mean, I like you that way too but... Oh Mahal, I love you Y/N!” Your eyes narrow in confusion, “What?” “I said I love you. Y/N, you’re my One. I know that the way I have been treating you is wrong, especially since you are my One. But, I thought...” “Thought what, Thorin?” “I thought that if I treated you badly that you would start to hate me and not try to get close to me.” Your face takes on a hurt expression, “Why would you want that? Do you not want me to be your One, Thorin?” “No! I do! And that’s the problem! You are so beautiful and talented and intelligent. You’re one of the nicest dwarves I have ever met in my entire life.” “How is that a problem?” You ask, trying not to blush. “Because you don’t deserve to spend the rest of your life with someone like me! You deserve someone smarter, and better looking, and-“ “Thorin. Say one more word and I will slap you all the back to The Shire,” You threaten, walking closer to Thorin. You lift up his hanging head to look him in the eye before speaking again, “Thorin, you are one of the best dwarves I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting. You’re brave and so very intelligent and handsome. You’re one of the best fighters I’ve ever gone into battle with. You take on so much just so other people don’t have to. If you will have me as your One, I will be more than happy to help you carry the load of being the leader of this company and, when we take back Erebor, King Under the Mountain.” “You really see that in me?” Thorin asks, surprised. “That and so much more that it would take all of eternity to tell you.” You answer, placing your hands on Thorin’s cheeks. “I love you, Thorin Oakenshield, and I am honored to be your One.” Thorin smiles, “I love you too, Y/N, and I am honored to have you as my Queen Under the Mountain.” You grin before kissing the dwarf deeply and passionately, pouring all of your love into the kiss. ~~~~ After the Battle of the Five Armies ~~~~ “Thorin! Where are you?” You call, walking through the halls of Erebor. “In here, amrâlimê!” Thorin answers. You walk into yours and Thorin’s quarters with a confused look on your face, “H- How are you in here?” “These are our quarters.” Thorin replies slowly, becoming confused and slightly concerned. “Are you alright, Y/N.” “I was in here before I started looking for you and you were in here all along. Did you just get in here?” “A couple of minutes ago, yes.” “That explains it.” You say, nodding. “Sorry, I needed to talk to Balin about something.” Thorin explains. “Ready for bed?” “Yes. I’m so tired.” You answer before jumping face first onto the bed. Thorin chuckles and lays on his side next to you, throwing an arm over your back. “What did you talk to Balin about?” You ask but it’s muffled as you said it into the mattress. “What was that?” You lift your head and turn it towards Thorin, repeating yourself, “What did you talk to Balin about?” “Nothing important.” “You’re a terrible liar.” “No I’m not.” “Yes, you are.” “You’ll find out soon enough. Now, it’s been a long time with my recovery and bringing Erebor back to its former glory that we’ve been together. Are you too tired for such activities, my queen?” “Not at all, my king.” You answer, smirking. Thorin moves his face forward to kiss you softly before deepening the kiss. You turn onto your side, facing Thorin, and thread your hands in his thick hair, moving closer to him. The two of you kiss for a bit before Thorin pushes you onto your back and climbs over you, not once breaking the kiss. “We’re wearing too many clothes,” Thorin mutters against your lips. “That we are. Let’s do something about that, shall we?” You say, pushing against Thorin’s shoulder. Thorin nods and moves off of you, letting the both of you take your clothes off. Once you’re both completely naked, Thorin climbs back over you on the bed, leaning down to kiss you. You go back to placing your hands in Thorin’s dark hair, pulling gently, bringing small moans out of the dwarf. Moving his head lower, Thorin trails kisses from your lips down to your neck where he scrapes his teeth against your skin. You gasp, waiting for what you were dying for him to do. “You want me to bite you, amrâlimê? Claim you? Let everyone know that you’re my One? Know that you belong to me?” Thorin asks, his voice deep. “Yes! Please, Thorin! Claim me as yours! Ah!” You cry out at the sting as Thorin sinks his teeth into your neck, sure enough leaving a mark that will be there for quite a while. Thorin holds still for a moment before moving his head up a bit and licking the bite to clean it. “Y/N, love, are you alright?” Thorin asks, concerned as always. “More than alright.” You answer, giving a comforting smile. “May I claim you back, my king?” “Always, my beautiful queen.” Thorin answers with a smile, leaning down to put his neck closer to yours. Though you had a different idea. You pushed at Thorin’s shoulder to flip your positions so that you were above Thorin. “Well then.” You smirk before leaning down towards Thorin’s neck and sinking your teeth into his neck. Thorin gasps in pain that quickly turns into pleasure. Pulling back a bit, you lick at the bite before moving your head up to kiss the dwarf below you. “Are you okay?” You ask. “A little thing such as a bite could never take me down.” Thorin says, his lips very slowly turning up into a smirk. “Not funny!” You say, making Thorin laugh, as you smack his arm at the poor joke that references the warg attack with him being bitten by such animal. “And if I remember correctly, that did take you down.” “Yeah, yeah, whatever.” Thorin says, sobering up. “Sorry, I couldn’t resist the joke.” “It was kind of funny.” You chuckle, looking down at Thorin. “Now, where were we, my love?”

Translations:

Amrâlimê - My love

^^ Translations are at the top as well!

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