The Gathering Storm. The Hobbit fanfic. A Thorin Oakenshield love story.

Chapter 14: Back to Mirkwood.

Photo is of Taryn heading home on her horse. Just pretend the horse has a white mane and whiter body.

Morning came faster then both of them thought it would. Soon the sun would be rising up over the lake. They had spent the whole night sitting on the bench on the balcony. All they did was cuddle, talk, and kiss some more. But he never tried to take it farther then just kissing this time.

Taryn sat up with a sigh, as she rested her hands on his chest. "I better get to my room. My father will be upset when he realizes I never went to my room," she said as she looked down at the necklace around her neck.

She moved her left hand and began to play with the chain in her hand nervously.

"Okay lets get you to your room," Thorin said with a sad sigh.

Thorin took her hand into his own and intertwined his fingers with her fingers as he stood up. He pulled her up on her feet and held her against his body. He just held her there against him as he leaned against her and slowly kissed her lips.

Thorin deepened the kiss as he felt Taryn kiss him back. He kissed Taryn hard, forcing his tongue past her lips to taste her. She tasted sweet like honey and he loved it. His kiss tasted sweet and like ale from last night and she groaned into the kiss.

She pulled back breaking the kiss, they were both breathless from the long passionate kiss. Taryn lightly bit down on her bottom lip and let out a long sigh.

"As much as I would love to stay here on this balcony kissing you, I have to get to my room. I need to be ready to leave or my father will be furious," she said as she looked down.

Thorin sighed, he didn't want to think of how she was leaving in a couple of hours. Thorin moved one of his hands and bought it up under her chin. He then lifted her head for she would have to look at him.

"Men lananubukhs menu, Ghivashel. Please Taryn stay here with me?" He said to her knowing she would have remembered those words.
(I love you, treasure of all treasure in Khuzdûl).

"Meleth e-gûr nîn, you know I would love to stay here I really would, but I can't. I have duties as a Princess of the Woodland Realm and my father would never let me." She said to him with a frown as she felt the tears build up in her eyes.
(love of my heart in Sindarin).

"What does that mean?" He asked as he felt sad that she wouldn't stay in Erebor with him.

Taryn smiled at him as she felt her tears run down her face, "it means love of my heart." She said to him with a sigh. She slowly leaned forward and kissed his lips. "Come on let's get me back to my room," she said to him as she pulled back from him.

She grabbed his hand as she led him back into the hall. They went through the kingdom until they made their way to the guest chambers.

"Well here we are," he said as they stopped at her door.

"Yes," she said and frowned as she learned against her door.

Thorin wrapped his arms around her waist as he leaned in. He slowly kissed her lips, but pulled back breaking the kiss.

"I'll see you when we see you and your father off," he said with a sigh as he let go of her waist. He leaned in quickly and kissed her forehead before walking away.

Taryn sighed as she watched him walk down the hall heading to where his own bed chamber was. She knew she hurt him by not staying with him in Erebor. But her father would never let her.
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