(Bagginsheild) Let The Storm Rage On (PART TWO)

Chapter 25 (Third Person POV)

((Warning: there is smut in this chapter, so if you are an innocent butterfly, don't read the smut. Thanks ---SW))
Bilbo walked beside Bofur, having a silent conversation no doubt about what events lay before them. But, it troubled Bilbo's mind to think of all the pain to come in the near future. It was very abnormal for the hobbit to see so much violence and destruction, let alone know as much as he did now. So, eventually he went quiet and just walked, feeling the spring rain soak his honey curls and clean his skin. It was nice, to feel something so pure wash away, what he thought, made him worry and doubt, but his peace came to an end when a roar ripped through the air again. That roar pierced,not only the air, but Bilbo's soul. Reminding him of what he had done, what he has caused. "Bilbo, come here please." The hobbit turned and faced the dwarf (who towered over him),

"Yes Thorin?"

"Walk ahead with me, and then we will talk."

Bilbo complied with ease and walked ahead of the rag-tag group. When the odd couple reached the front of the group, they began to speak in hushed voices,

"What is this all about Thorin?"

"What is on you mind bilbo?"

"What?"

"I mean, what had been troubling you?"

"What do you think? All of this Thorin. You've been through war and violence similar to this, maybe even worse, but I haven't. Sometimes, it occurs to me, that it would have been better if I stayed in the shire."

"Then would you have met me? Your friends you've met along the way? You must think of the positive things before you think of the bad."

"Someone is optimistic today."

"I'm just saying what I already know, you are not the only one having doubts about coming along."

Bilbo mulled over this thought, who else thought this? The hobbits thoughts raced as the low buzz of conversation among the group died down completely, leaving the company in complete and utter silence. Soon, the rain picked up and blurred the scenery ahead of them, causing a confusion of direction. "Let us stop for now, but we mustn't stay long. We have a new destination: Gandalf the Grey." All of the company seemed to sigh as they found shelter in an old two story shack on the edge of the lake town.

As the rest of the dwarfs (and one Elvin woman of course) settled down for a long awaited rest, bilbo stood on the balcony looking out over the lake (as far as the rain would let him see that was) and thought about the conversation he had between him and his lover. But, those thoughts were quickly interrupted by a pair of arms wrapping around his rather thin waist. He hummed as he felt the dwarf begin to kiss his neck softly. "Thorin." He giggled,"not now, everyone is around."
Bilbo heard Thorin huff and let go of the hobbit,"later, you are mine." And with that said, he turned on his heel and walked away.

Later that evening, around midnight, everyone slept, yet one person was awake, Bilbo. To be honest, he would have told anyone that he was awake because all of the thoughts in his head not letting him slept, but in reality it was because he waited for Thorin.

"Bilbo?"

"I'm here."

Bilbo turned and saw his lover, standing inches away. His eyes were darker and he was constantly licking his lips, bilbo knew what he wanted. "You ready?" Bilbo thought it over for maybe a second or two before smashing his lips to the dwarfs, savoring the taste of Thorin. By instinct, Bilbo wrapped his arms around the others shoulders as the dwarfs own hands drifted to his hips, pulling him closer. The kiss had started out sweet and loving but soon turned passionate and full of lust. Bilbo pulled away from Thorin (earning a whimper of annoyance from a certain dwarf) and bit his lip,"why don't we go downstairs, no ones sleeping down there and we can get as loud as we want." He winked and kissed Thorin once more before grabbing his hand.

Once they made it downstairs, Thorin couldn't take it anymore. He flipped the hobbit around and pushed him against a wall, pinning his hands above his head. With out much thought or command, they went at it again. Their lips moved in sync, making the hobbit moan in pleasure. A rush of heat flowed down Thorin and he felt the familiar feeling of arousal as he ran his tongue along Bilbo's bottom lip. The hobbit gasped, giving Thorin the opportunity to thrust his tongue into the others mouth. As their tongues danced a dance of dominance, Thorin removed his grip on Bilbo's wrists and grabbed the others thighs, wrapping them around his waist. Soon, bilbo gave up the battle and let Thorin take over completely. The dwarf broke the kiss, and moved down to his neck, leaving a trail of open mouthed kisses along the way. Bilbo moaned and clawed at the others back, feeling a rush of heat flow to his groin. At this moan, Thorins own cock twitched, and he began to grind against the other, wanting more of those noises only he could make the hobbit make. Bilbo couldn't help but grind back, moaning out, Thorins name on his lips. Thorins kissed around his neck (leaving his mark) and finally found that one spot that made bilbo half gasp, half moan. With a smile against the others neck, Thorin began to suck and nibble at that one spot, cooling the hot skin every so often with his tongue.

Bilbo was a moaning mess under his lovers touch, and could feel himself getting closer and closer by the second. But, Thorin just stopped and stepped away, with eyes darkened with lust. "Remove all of your clothes and lie down. If you don't do so dear bilbo, I will punish you." Bilbo bit his lip and winked at the other, removing his clothes in a record time. By the time bilbo was naked, and lying down on the cold floor on his back, Thorin was bare as well and just as eager to begin again. He leaned down and nibbled at the pointed tip of Bilbo's ear, earning a groan from the hobbit under him. He nibbled at his ear a couple more minutes before moving to his chest and nibbling at his nipples (which were rock hard from all of this contact.)

"P-Please Thorin.."

"What do you need?"

"I need- I need..."

"Just tell me babe, and you'll get it."

"I need you in me, now."

"As you wish."

Thorin spread Bilbo's legs as far as he could and brought three fingers to Bilbo's lips,"soak these for me darling." Bilbo moaned at the pet name and took his fingers in his mouth, sucking them until they were pulled away. It wasn't long until Thorin thrusted a finger into him and began to thrust in and out. Bilbo moaned at each thrust, and soon another finger was added. Thorin began to scissor these fingers, making bilbo come undone in front of his very eyes. "Are you ready my love?" Thorin purred as he thrusted his fingers faster than before. All bilbo could manage was a nod, and just like that, Thorins fingers were removed. Bilbo whimpered at the loss and tried to get Thorins fingers back in him. The dwarf chuckled and positioned himself,"don't worry, you'll feel good in a minute." And with that said, he pushed into bilbo with a groan. The hobbit screamed out in pain, but soon moaned, and wrapped his legs around the others waist. When bilbo nodded his head for him to continue, he started out slow, grunting at each thrust. Bilbo became a moaning mess and soon screamed out in pleasure when Thorin hit that bundle of nerves. The thrusting became rougher and faster, and their moans and grunts became louder as they reached their climax.

"Thorin.... I'm c-close."

"I am too."

With one new scream that sounded more womanly than manly, bilbo came hard coating their stomachs. At the sight of Bilbo coming undone under him, he came with a roaring scream. With a few more thrusts, Thorin soon pulled out and collapsed on top of bilbo, encircling him in his arms. The pair sat there for minutes, basking in the after glow of their "encounter" and panting. Bilbo began to idly draw patterns on Thorins toned chest (mostly names and numbers that were useless to the dwarf.) and finally decided to speak,"I love you Thorin." The dwarf yawned and kissed the others forehead,"I love you too."

And that's how they slept for the rest of the night, entangled in each other's arms, having dreams of the future. But, there was one detail Bilbo forgot to mention, a curse throughout his family he had unfortunately had inherited, he could get pregnant.