![]() You gently nipped and sucked making him growl lowly. You leant your head up slightly kissing along his neck, he had slumped quite far into your neck, giving you easy access to his. You wanted to see his face, see if you brought him pleasure as you moved with him. You didn’t know what you were doing though, growing a little too bold for yourself, his hand clasped around yours, gently squeezing it and putting more pressure on as he guided your hand. You took a shaky breath as you slowly pumped your hand, he kept his head buried in your neck, panting heavily. He hissed into your neck and you stilled, you slowly moved your hand and he tensed all over, groaning lowly in your ear. You were shaking all over now, you reached with your hand gently grasping his cock. His lips finally pressed to your neck, gently sucking. When he didn’t push your hands away you loosened his strings and tugged them down to his thighs. You went to his waistband again with slow hands, fingers hooking the fabric. He let your hands go and you grabbed onto his shoulders, before running your hands down his back. “Thorin” You dragged out a little and he chuckled by your ear still ghosting over your skin. Video Clips - The Hobbit - An Unexpected Journey, The Desolation of Smaug, The Battle of the Five ArmiesSong - Legends Never Die by League of Legends, feat. The Dragon has resided within the carved walls of stone, supreme and unchallenged in his dominion the true King Under the Mountain. You moved your head back, Thorins lips leaving your neck as he pressed a kiss to your temple. He kept his arms around you and you wished there wasn’t a piece of wood in between you. The cloth in his other hand just slid up your thighs, washing them both before he laid the cloth on the edge of the tub. Homeless, adrift, they have dreams of one day retaking their. ![]() His hand wandered down your stomach and you clenched your legs together without realising. Son of Thrain, son of Thror, King under the Mountain, Thorin is a leader of a wandering people. You whined a little loudly and pressed a hand over your mouth in embarrassment. The alpha had other ideas though, his lips pressed along the column of your neck, teeth gently scraping every now and then. You lulled your head to the side flushing furiously as you stared at the floor and tried to concentrate. You jolted slightly every time he ran over your breasts, still sensitive to everything. The cloth slides down your chest running over your stomach as he cleans your front. You could feel your legs tremble sometimes at his touches, hands moving gently over your skin. Your skin was hot though, the warm water making it hotter as you sat and let Thorin wash you. He lets Bilbo go back to Bard with a curse, and Gandalf chides him, You are not making a very splendid figure as King under the Mountain, and the reader would. This is the new and very hard to find The Hobbit Desolation of Smaug King Under The Mountain Statue made by Weta Collectibles. Then he was riding out from the mountain on the trail of his oldest enemy, in rage and defense of his most beloved king his heart overflowed with strange high solemn voices from unremembered ages before, pale skin singing in the moonlight, an orc of Gundabad gazing at the stars.
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