The Lionheart (The Hobbit)

Chapter 32: Pure Bliss

Tygr PoV

I stood and watched as Smaug flew closer to Laketown. "Come on. We need to go back inside." I said. Bilbo nodded and followed me. We quickly made our way back into erebor. Through the doors Smaug had left through. I looked on to see the dwarves celebrating. "We did it!!!" Kili cheered hugging me tightly, lifting me off the ground. Fili doing the same to Bilbo. I smiled and laughed as i was set back down. "Tygr..." I heard Thorins voice beside me. "We need to talk." He said. I nodded and followed him, I knew exactly what this talk was going to be about.

*flashback*

I screamed and struggled as I clawed at Smaug's tail. "Let me go!! I'm not a treasure!" I said. He swung me around to look at him. "Oh but you are. To that Oakenshield." He said. I felt tears run down my face from the frustration and fear that I couldn't think. "I don't even know if I actually matter to Thorin! For all I know I'm possibly just a potential filler for his lonely nights!!!" I screamed. Suddenly heard a spine shaking roar. I turned and saw Echo looking absolutely livid as she crawled towards us. "Let. her. GO!!!" She roared. Smaug looked shocked then tightened his grip around me. I gasped slightly at my lack of air. Echo noticed his and roared before tackling Smaug. She was not much smaller than him. I suddenly was let go and thrown. I screamed and was caught in the white wing of my dragon. "GO!" She screamed to me through my mind as she set me down. I sprinted away from the treasure up the stairs only to see Thorin standing there with a heartbroken expression.

*end of flashback*

I felt guilt burn in my stomach. Thorin pulled me gently into an large open hallway, where nobody was. Just us. "Thorin...I know what this is going to be about." I said looked at the ground, afraid to meet his crystal blue eyes. "Tygr...I want to know what you think that your only a filler for my lonely nights. Especially since I have even had the pleasure of having you. Oh and don't give the thought that you don't think your worthy. You know your worthy." He said. I looked up at him. His eyes where sincere. "I know...I am." I said quietly looking at the ground. "My love...I'm asking you to do one thing...just be honest with me." He said as he kneeled down and looked up at me, cupping my cheeks and standing up, lifting my face along with him. "You want the truth?" I asked placing my hand on his. "Yes." He replied. "I'm afraid." I said. He looked slightly confused and hurt. "I'm afraid that I'll wake up one day...and you'll be gone, that you won't be mine. Simply because only in my dreams do such great things happen like this...like you, then I wake up disappointed by reality. Your so great...the greatest thing that has ever come into my life. I don't want to lose you...like I do the things in my dreams." I said, a tear slipped down my face. I felt Thorin's rough calloused thumb wipe the tear away. "Don't cry...I'm never going to leave you. I'll always be here when you wake up." He said before wrapping an arm around my upper back pulling me closer, his other wrapping around my waist. I felt his hand on the back of my head...I had never felt more safe than I did right now...in his arms. In the King's arms...in Thorin Oakenshields arms. I slowly moved and hugged around his waist. Laying my head against his shoulder. "Do you promise...?" I asked quietly. "Do you not believe me?" He asked. I shrugged, he let me go and looked at me, "How can I make you never question it again?" He asked. I blushed and looked at his chest, "I-i don't know..." I said quietly. Suddenly a shiver went down my spine as I felt his hand gently pull along the length of my tail. "The fur...it grew back." He said as he pulled my tail into view. "Oh, yeah...my hair and fur grow back really fast." I said. "I noticed something...you don't have hair on your legs and arms." He said. I shook my head, "why do dwarves like hair so much?" I asked with a smile. Thorin shrugged, "couldn't tell you, it's just sort of a liking." He said. I giggled and looked at him, a beautiful smile on his face. I pushed myself onto my toes and pressed my lips to his. He froze for a moment before kissing me back lovingly. I squeaked when he suddenly lifted me at my waist, my legs around his waist as he pressed my back against the wall. I broke the kiss to take a breath only to have him gently kiss my neck, the scratch of his beard tickled me. I giggled and he pulled away. "What?" He asked. I smiled and held his face? Gliding my thumb across his beard. "I love your beard. It tickled though." I said with a smile. Thorin smiled then swung me to hold me bridal style. I wrapped one arm around his neck and the other with my hand on his chest. "Where are we going?" I asked. "To my bedroom." He said. I instantly felt my cheeks heat up. "Your b-bedroom?" I asked. "Mhm," he said before shooting me a devious grin.