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Warnings - Fluff, terrible date with a jerk and his jerk friends, attempts at humors (I.e. infamously bad puns/pickup line), smut at the end with more fluff after.
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This a silly one. Modern Thorin has been wanting to be more than Jaqi's co-worker/boss practically since the beginning, but has been afraid of crossing the line, and losing her completely. He's on the phone with Dwalin, discussing a way to cover the birthmark between his hip bone, and groin. He's wondering if he should get a tattoo to cover it up, because the women he has been with have all laughed when they saw it, leaving him with little confidence He's embarrassed at the ridiculous bunny by his manhood. You know the rest, and what it signifies. Hot and steamy, followed by cuddling?
Khurdu - Ancient Dwarvish Language (Made up the name)
Khuzdul - in plain font , words that couldn't be translated were bolded
Swatting your hand through the air you wafted the small dirt cloud your boxes had tracked in from the moving van. The house was large enough, with four older Brothers, two Fathers and a Nephew along with yourself to be moving into it the space seemed to shrink though vastly with each box added. Aching throughout your final retirement game from the Tol Sirion Pro Baseball team the Dragons went off smoothly ending your perfect final no hitter season with yet another championship ring to add to your collection. Barely at 25 you'd already had one career and had to face the challenge of starting all over again, though this time in a new land across the Blue Mountains all the way to Erebor where you'd found yourself a place among the top sports agency.
Well, your Cousin did, Tara, who has her own forge at home works alone under her own management forming unique jewelry, all with such a quality leaving her more than capable of maintaining her own independent status. She heard from one of her customers that her Cousin was in need of an assistant and of course your name was the first one suggested, with your vast knowledge of sports and the business necessary to manage the players, having been one yourself.
So by sunrise you were on the bus for the brief trip over to Erebor Sports incorporated. Pulled snuggly into your form fitting teal knee length dress under a lace vest over your tall nude heels as your hair was pulled back into a long braided ponytail with the unruly strips around your face tucked behind your ears. Gripping your purse, now covered with your leather jacket laying over the middle of it under your arm when you were called back. Passing the tall well dressed raven haired muscular man looking you over as you passed him entering the office that the elderly man inside sealed off behind you then claimed his seat.
Your purple eyes locked with his piercing blue friendly gaze through your soft smile, "Miss Pear- I'm sorry I can't pronounce your name."
Your smile flicked larger, "Just Pear is fine, even in Khurdu others have trouble making it out. It's a half Hobbitish jumble, Pearisiyiae."
His smile deepened, "You speak Khurdu?"
You nodded, "Just moved from Tol Sirion just West of the, I believe your kin refer to them as the Mountains of Terror."
His brow raised, "Really now? You must miss it terribly."
You forced your smile to remain, "My family moved with me."
"You're married then?" His eyes scanned over your Raven curls only spotting your clans' beads.
"No, just my Parents, Brothers and Nephew."
A glimmer ran through his eyes at your admission before continuing with the interview, where it was confirmed that you were new to the idea of being someone's assistant but you knew the world inside and out. With not just your background but that of your Father's and Brothers all continuing the family tradition of ball playing. His only condition was that you started the next day and wouldn't be too hard on his Grandson, who you'd be working for, at least directly, as he'd inherited the Durin temperament.
Still shaking partially after your nearly doubled ride home after you'd gotten on the wrong train. Soon enough bringing you safely back in time to stretch out across your Fathers' laps to watch the latest football match while the youngest of your Brothers took his turn making dinner.
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Waking up came easily as your body begged to be free from its resting position across your floor as your mattresses were tossed and you were waiting on the delivery of the new ones, hopefully arriving today. Thankfully with a warm shower the aching dulled to a minor irritant as you climbed off of the last bus stop to walk the last three blocks and return back to the elevator that led you up to the second to last floor. Exiting you glanced around meeting the eye of the short brunette immaculately dressed man behind the large counter that smiled at you, "Miss Pearisiyiae."
Your smile grew as you approached to say, "You may yet be the only one able to say it properly."
He chuckled nodding his head to the right, "Thorin Durin's is the last office past the fish tank, yours is the small desk in the small room attached to his. You've beaten him in, he's normally the first."
"I get a desk. More than I'd hoped for."
He chuckled watching as you went to your new closet/office and claimed the desk off to the side behind a row of cardboard file cases in large stacks covering most of the walls. Setting down your purse on the bare desk you timidly claimed the seat eyeing the large stacks of boxes blocking the view of Mr Durin's office separated by yours by a glass wall bearing a glass door linking your offices.
Stealing a glance inside his office the thick leather chair behind the dark cherry wooden desk brought you to wonder what the apparently stern Grandson of the elderly man you'd met yesterday looked like. Stirring a wondering thought of who the man was from yesterday you'd seen in passing. A question that was soon answered as the man himself strolled past your office causing you to rise to your feet and quietly and offer a small wave to the stunned man turning to set his bag on his desk before he moved closer when you entered his office.
Moving closer he glanced at the sheet in the outer pocket of his bag to read, "Miss-,"
Narrowing his eyes as you said, "Pear is fine."
Nodding he offered his hand to shake yours giving an approving glance over you taking in your pale green dress and matching heels stirring a heat in him that he instantly dreaded before it pulsed higher as his eyes locked with yours shifting his minimal smirk to a dazed stare stammering out, "Dorin.." Blinking steadily his gaze held as you held your smile, ignoring his blunder and releasing his hand when he'd realized he'd gripped it for a shake too many offering a flashing smile.
Turning away he started to show you to the large stack of boxes and named all the different categories the files were stacked in. Through his tour his eyes scoured over you taking in each detail soon driving him to a single conclusion, you had to go. He couldn't risk gaining feelings for you, let along caving in to the images attempting to flood into his mind as his eyes seemed glued to you.
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It had been nearly a year since his last date and that ended terribly with him finishing it as soon as it started, using each and every chance to paint himself as the worst ass imaginable to force the woman away. Pleasantly enough she had been forced straight into the arms of another and had mended the fences with him remaining in a loose friendship closer to acquaintances who've kissed a few times. Just friendly enough to be invited to the wedding and added to the email list for news about the birth of their first child. A milestone he feared he'd never gain as a small flaw on his otherwise immaculate body stripped him of the trust to have an open and fully physical relationship nearly every male his age had already gained at least once.
A small brown mark between his hip bone and his groin had stolen his confidence, all in the form of an innocent little bunny. One by one the women he'd hoped to have gained enough trust and caring from to share a sexual relationship with had ended badly. The first few times at least he had managed to draw it into starting at the heated tryst quickly and managing to make it through entirely before the shower after where even after his 'incredible skills' had brought them to toe curling bliss, only to be laughed at when his mark was spotted. With each meeting after filled with jokes at his expense leading to his ending it time and time again.
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Starting out he asked for a single file he hoped would take much longer than the three minutes you had managed. Apparently his assumption of your Hobbit stature and leaf shaped ears had been terribly off as you were far more Dwarf than you appeared granting you double the stubbornness he could ever hope to muster. Each task growing more bizarre leading to the random request for a blue bag of chips with the yellow logo with a rhino mascot on the bag when his stomach gave a slight growl as he went to his first meeting.
Giving you only half an hour to fulfill your task, one that he was stunned to find completed with four different obscure brands he didn't even know existed. With each soon becoming his new favorite guilty craving snacks at his tasting after spotting your flick of a smile as you started your next task, his ordering you to organize all the files into a better system. Little by little you worked the files into piles as he stole stunned glances as your fingers shifted them easily in a distinguishable system before they were added to the empty file cabinets along the wall behind your desk.
With another stack added in you moved to grab your phone from your bag with a smile that instantly drove a spike through the staring Dwarves' chest upon your answering in a large toothy grin. Trailing each movement of your lips through the brief conversation before you hung up and returned to add the final two stacks, having made it nearly a third of the way through already before entering Thorin's office to say, "It's Five."
Thorin nodded, "You should head home then. I'll see you tomorrow."
You smiled larger watching his face nearly pale at the beaming expression, "See you tomorrow Mr Durin." Turning to grab your bag and coat before leaving feeling his eyes lingering on you as you traded farewells with Bilbo still at his desk as you waited for the elevator.
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The following day brought more of the same, with your finishing the sorting, but with his earlier arrival during your lunch he snuck into your office examining your filing eyeing the alphabetical system he'd requested with jarring errors with three different sets of letters jumbled in the wrong order leaving him stunned that someone his Grandfather had so adamantly fought for your proper treatment had been so ignorant of the simplest of details. Each task was completed and yet with this blaring objection something inside him stirred his inner being to give you another chance and not to make this mistake.
But he had to do this, there was no other option. Walking quietly on his return from lunch. He drew closer, entering his office spotting you organizing the latest addition of files and moving closer to the open doorway and freezing as he heard you speaking clearly in Khurdu, one of the most difficult forms of Ancient Khuzdul. One that bore similarities to modern Khuzdul but also staggering differences, including the inverting of several letters in the alphabet.
"Adad, Hit the far left square, then the list under the blue word with the upside down umbrella." His brow rose as he thought back to the alphabet settling on the letter h. "Don't forget to tell Teo the Parent thing is on Thursday. That's the one with the umbrella rune, not the badger one. The badger one comes first," His eyes watched you double check the days on your calendar on the desk for confirmation before you repeated, "Yes, badger comes first." Blinking through his shock he turned realizing this single fault of yours was simply the effect of a communication barrier.
Drawing his phone from his pocket he texted his Cousin Dwalin on the floor above you, "I'm an intolerant ass!"
Dwalin chuckled reading the message that appeared with a soft ping on his phone, "Are you hoping for me to object or agree with you?"
"My Assistant, apparently Khurdu is her first language. So my problems with her are all a language mix up."
"Well we all speak and read Khurdu so it shouldn't be a problem."
"There is one problem. I'm going to need curtains for my office."
Dwalin chuckled, "You can block the view but not the thoughts. You can't fight them off forever. Sooner or later that bunny won't be an obstacle anymore."
Sighing Thorin returned to his work before assigning another task for you, though this one slightly less absurd, simply tedious for him, records fetching from downstairs.
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Once again at five you entered Thorin's office, this time his eyes met yours again accepting the files you offered to him as he said, "I couldn't help but over hear you earlier. You speaking Khurdu, I couldn't help but wonder how you learned it."
"I was born in Tol Sirion." He watched as your smile dimmed slightly, "Is it that obvious?"
He chuckled softly smirking at your innocent expression laying the files on his desk, "No, I didn't even realize it until I overheard you on the phone. Your Adad is having trouble learning the language?"
You chuckled softly, "We all speak and read it, but we each have our own weak spots."
"Well if you need help with your weak spots let me know."
Your eyes narrowed as you asked, "I mixed something up didn't I?"
His smirk grew as he said, "Our alphabets differ."
Your fingers rose to pinch your nose mumbling in Khurdu, "Damn letters."
Making him chuckle again, "I'll see you tomorrow."
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Work picked up after that, soon enough you were adding personal shadow to your job title. Thorin was sent from place to place, turns out your hiring date was a rare lull for him. He would be sent to visit clients and go on random scouting trips to oversee the paperwork while insisting you remained at his side. Something that was very difficult when the players or other men he would deal with would request you leave to grant them privacy, a request that nearly triggered a rage in Thorin who refused to let you out of his sight. A situation you only solved by drawing out your headphones on your iPod with a sigh lowering your eyes to your notes again allowing the stubborn men to continue their meeting.
Soon your habit took off and each person speaking with Thorin wondered at the distracted woman at his side humming and bouncing your head occasionally during your favorite songs. With each shuffle of your feet and trace of your lips moving along to the words drove Thorin deeper and deeper into a helpless pit over you. Your presence had dulled his rage bringing a shock to those expecting a flare. He never wished for you to see that side of him, no, he would be better. He would monitor himself and keep his rage in check always keeping you in sight as a reminder, no matter what they said or did he would not allow himself to diminish his image in your eyes, including love you, he could not risk your loss. Even by the end of the first month he was yours, and through each adorable moment he witnessed would not break his resolve, no matter how beautiful or adorable you looked.
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His eyes would trail over you claiming the only satisfaction he could ever gain solace from, in his imagination. Your fluidly moving lips bearing each heart stopping smile or sarcastic pout when he felt strained against loosing himself in anger, stealing a laugh from him. Lips granting him a soothing comfort as your honey dripped voice surrounded him and sank deep straight to his heart. With a laugh that could see him through the worst of times, the tiniest hushed giggle you fought to hide all the way to the loud laugh he'd stolen from you just once with a trailing squeak as you muffled it adding the final nail in the coffin. Every trace of you, all your quirks, rages at his refusal to follow your lead all the way to the bubbling enthused joy that seemed an endless pool becoming his life sustaining elixir pulsing brightly from inside you, that light, he knew, would always be a reason to keep going.
A silent urging, his light in a terrifying storm, a foreign comfort he dared not question his reason for being granted such a blessing. But oh how it burned him through his excruciating yet calming love, he would hold fast, block himself in with a mighty wall, assuring himself it would stand eternal as a monument to his steadfast foolish stubbornness and fear. One that would never be seen by another soul, one only he could find and feel, but oh the dust cloud it would cause when it crumbled down to earth. And it surely would, no matter what he did, it would fall and he'd be there battered and bloody from slamming against it before the healing sprint straight for you.
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At his side you would linger silently, waiting for his gentle tap on your elbow signaling your release from your cone of silence. Keeping him in your line of sight, never lingering past a five foot distance to assure you didn't lose him. A rule he loved, always having you close, though the tether worked both ways, he would occasionally freeze against an invisible barrier when he noticed you were not joining him, something silently urging him to remember something he'd missed. But at work it was work, no matter his enjoyment you were the most intimately adored stranger anyone could ever hope to find.
So when he joined his Sister on a Parent Teacher conference and he spotted you under the arm of a tall blonde Dwarf with shimmering pale green eyes. One he recognized as a professional ball player new to the Erebor Rams, the final shatter of his heart was the Raven curly haired boy with purple eyes propped up on your hip with an identical older Brother claiming your other hand walking at your side leading the way to his class. With a sudden outcry Thorin's Nephews sprinted for the boy, who turned with a familiar smile he'd seen on you before it was hidden behind the boys' heads as they chatted. Glancing up from the boys he caught your smile after he eyed the tank top and tight jeans you were squeezed into, forcing a smile to his face before glancing at the blonde who extended his hand to Dis when she reached him first, "Teo Pearisiyiae."
Thorin's eyes darted back to you again when he noticed the similar ears and slightly fanged smile as Dis repeated her name and her boys before Thorin shook his hand as well, "Thorin Durin."
Turning your head you tapped your nose to the cooing toddler on your hip tapping your hand on the older boy's head, "This is Theo my Nephew and his baby brother Thane."
Teo chuckled softly eyeing Thorin's expression as he asked, "So you're siblings?"
Teo nodded replying in a thick accent he fought to contain, "Different surrogates, and Fathers, but our surrogates were twins, bit of a complicated story, but of all of us she's got all the cuteness." His hand gently pinched your cheek making you giggle through an eye roll leading to a clap and excited squealing giggle coming from Thane you responded to with a soft gasp and a peck on the nose making him giggle again. All drawing a sparkling adoring gaze from Thorin aimed directly at you.
The boys all looked up at you as Theo roughly asked in a timid tone, "Green place, Ice Cream?"
You smiled asking, "You all want ice cream?" They nodded and you met Dis and Thorin's eyes.
Dis, "I'm not sure where the Green Place is..." Turning to face her Brother.
Teo chuckled again as Theo cried out, "By the Dom-," His face twisted as he lost the rest of the name and began waving his hands in a circle, "Poofy, sauce cake place."
You smiled as Thorin watched your same puzzled expression he'd caught on you a few times slid off of the child's face as you softly said, "Dominoes Pizza."
Theo nodded pointing at you repeating to Dis, "Dominus Pizz." You smiled and corrected his words which he nodded and repeated again twice before Dis thought back to that area and said, "The Emerald Scoop?" Her eyes met yours getting only a shrug.
"We've never been but we've been meaning to." Your head shifted to the doorway behind you to smile at the burly teacher that spotted Theo and gave a huff drawing a glare from you that frightened it away when he lifted his eyes to greet you.
Splitting up your group entered the room as the Durins waited listening with smirks as you delved into the teacher's flaws for singling out Theo who happily returned to his desk finishing reading the book he had started earlier that day with the help of his Father. At the end of the meeting the frightened teacher flashed you a smile only receiving a huff in return as you turned to leave, getting a smile from the Durins as Dis smirked readying herself for her own lecture for the man who had been rude and punished the boys for sticking up for Theo.
Gripping his hand again he slid in yours he led you to the next class still giggling about his story about bears then giving a wave to the kind smiling woman in his art class. One by one the teachers varied in their experiences with Theo before you were shown to the gym where the Little League team all eyed Theo curiously yet again before their eyes rose to his Father with open mouths as he said, "I told you, my Family is Ball, many layers."
Your eyes narrowed and you glanced at Theo who repeated the word he meant only to parrot back to the group after Thorin whispered in your ear the translation you were searching for, "Generations."
The boys all found their places among the children as Fili and Kili helped nudge him into the conversations with their muddled Khurdu they were still learning, all while the coach spoke with each of the teachers eagerly waiting to meet you and Teo last. Assuring that even though the boys were all curious about him when he played that all slid away and he fit in nicely surely showing his built in talent.
After the whole event was over your groups left and met up for the ice cream as Teo hoisted up Theo to choose as he filled a slightly ridiculous cup of ice cream driving Thorin's smirk larger as he watched him pass it to you claiming Thane allowing you to eat while Dis broke into a winded, well needed, explanation of her day. As the cups were emptied and you cradled Thane again Teo finished his cup before tossing it in the trash and grabbing the yawning Theo saying, "Let's take you to bed." Hoisting him up after you all agreed to meet up again another time as Dis and Thorin each claimed one of the boys.
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The greeting smile from the Dwarf behind his desk as you arrived, readying for your trip across town to speak with another Player and his entourage. A few minutes late this morning you realized your still charging iPod on the portable charger in your purse before you grabbed the notes necessary. Catching the sideways glance from the Dwarf still beaming at the memory of you cradling the small toddler and how fiercely you went after any that harmed young Theo. Through the walk to the car you led him through the itinerary for the day as well as the bullet points he had to remember, finally managing to get him to focus finally, just in time to arrive.
Leaving the building Thorin spotted the iPod you were checking on the charge of before he answered his phone, "Dwalin."
Dwalin, "Thorin, so what's this about tattoo ideas?"
Thorin sighed softly as you held your gaze on your papers trying to pretend you couldn't hear, "I think a Raven or something would cover it nicely."
"You know what happened when Gloin tried to mark over his, just spat the ink right back out. You sure you can't just, work her up to it. Surround her with bunnies and then just be like, oh it's just another bunny. Then she'd be all awed out and won't have the energy to laugh at the sudden image."
He sighed again glancing out the window, "I doubt I could find enough bunnies to possibly do that."
Dwalin, "It's only a-,"
Thorin's tone rose against his best effort, "It's a bunny, on my groin. There's no covering it apparently." Biting your lip your eyes nearly bore a hole into the papers in your lap before you checked again on the barely charged iPod hoping to have gained a miraculous ten minute full charge. "Can't get a tattoo to cover it, and I can only keep someone so distracted before it's spotted. You're not the one having to be laughed at for it."
"Oh come on.."
"You have an anvil on your ass, mine's a bunny!! Not a giant manly image when you're trying to be in the mood." He sighed again glancing out the window on your side as you stopped glancing over you with his expression dropping as he spotted the obvious lack of headphone wires coming from your ears as you slid out and closed the door behind you, making him mumble, "Shit she heard me.."
Dwalin, "What? Your Assistant?"
"Ya, I have to go and, handle this.." Hanging up and climbing out of the car he joined your side catching only the same simple smile leaving him to wonder if you hadn't jerked the ear buds out suddenly as they stopped or if you'd heard the entire thing. Giving you another glace he eyed your hands, "No headphones today?"
The corners of your mouth quirked up, "iPod's charging in my purse, bit of a late start."
His feet carried him after you when you headed for the door, leaving you both in an awkward silence, at least on his part until you reached the elevator. "About my call."
You smirked cutting him off, "Have you tried 'Hop On'? For the tattoo." His brow rose as your eyes met, "Though it'd probably work better if you were more of a jerk. And I highly doubt women need any encouragement to do so."
His lips parted feeling a twinge signaling a brief pulse of blood heading for below his belt as a wave of heat pooling in his chest at the thought of your finding him attractive, eyeing your figure again as you left the elevator before he joined you on the walk to the waiting crowded meeting room.
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Once again you caught interested gazes from each of the men you passed as they passed, with the familiar player and entourage respectfully ignoring you through the entire thing as they normally did. Though this time you listened realizing how seamlessly Thorin led the others into working with him rather than against him while also easing the Athlete who kept eyeing you curiously wondering where he'd seen you before. Halfway through his finger pointed at you, "Dragons right?"
You smiled at him, "Yes, ten years."
His smile grew as Thorin gave you a curious smile before the Agents around you kept speaking while the player waited until they had halted again when he asked you, "Your opinion? This a good deal?"
Your smile grew again, "For you right now, yes. If you take the Lindson ad plan no."
His brow rose, "How do you figure that?"
"The Lindson plan would have you working with Altom, one of the few black listed brands for Erebor agency."
His body shifted closer to the table to rest his arms on it, sliding his chair with him as he asked, "Why's it black listed."
"They have a habit of Fluff contracts. Lead with the benefits but it takes nearly five years before any athlete earns enough of a profit to gain a paycheck at all." The group all glanced at Thorin who was holding a steady hint of a smile as the athlete nodded his head.
Thorin, "It's true. At least ten of our former athletes had to take it to court to get out of them. By the time they did they were near bankruptcy and forced to retire for missing too much playtime forcing their teams to drop them and others to turn against hiring them back."
The athlete smirked as he replied, "Why didn't they let you help me out when I first joined this company?"
You smirked back, "Oh you couldn't handle me in charge of your career. You'd be exhausted just waking up."
His smile grew, "I do remember flashes of yours, you handled it well."
"Family business, born into it."
Thorin's smile grew watching as you delved into further details on his plan Thorin had chosen at their request. Finally after nearly a year together he saw your full potential, working more as his partner than his assistant and how you had managed to keep up with the massive workload without so much as a question for the details of the business.
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Back in the car for the ride back he eyed you once again before delving into more of your career he'd missed out on learning about in your lengthy time together. But as you delved into it, it all made sense. Your return to the office started with a chuckle from him in the elevator, "Hop On? That's the best you could think of?"
You giggled, "Spur of the moment, ya. Rabbit puns are a bit of a soft spot for me. But dirty ones.." His smile grew as you smirked at him when you exited the elevator before he deeply inhaled looking you over before heading to his office, making sure to poke his head into your office thankful you weren't upset at his conversation, "I hope you enjoy your trip."
His response began with an eye roll and a huff leaning on your desk, "Oh yes because a blind date is so relaxing and enjoyable. I'd rather chew glass."
He smirked leaning against the doorframe, "Don't think I've ever heard of having a destination blind date."
You chuckled softly, "My Cousin's idea of fun. He won't be moving to Greenwood for another month so she thought, it's warm in Gondor let's try the Water Resort!"
He chuckled, "Even if he flops it you should have fun."
You nodded grabbing your bag and straightening up, "Oh yes, being ogled in a two piece. So much fun staying in the lazy river all day."
"You're not going to try the slides?"
"Not the best swimmer, especially in deep water. Usually my Brothers or Parents ride down with me. Enjoy your days off. Try not to get anything stupid inked on you."
He nodded watching as you left with a soft smirk still slightly stunned you hadn't laughed at him or teased him, simply joking about his foolish notion to mark his body. Turning he walked to his desk grabbing his things and heading back home to drop heavily on his bed fighting as hard as he could not to imagine you in a two piece.
...
Packed and crammed into a commercial flight you were off to Gondor and dreading each minute of it, hoping that nothing would happen and it would be as painless as possible. It had been nearly two years since your last relationship and though it didn't end badly simply the sting of its simple fizzle hurt even more. And with the giant marble carved Adonis like manager of yours it stung even more. Sure he'd made it abundantly clear you were his employee, you still couldn't let go of the small hope he was coming around and growing closer to your bonding Nephews who brought you mingling outside work even more.
Another jostle later followed by a steady decline and you had landed and collected your bag before making your way to your awaiting Cousin beside two tall Men, one brunette with his hand fixed on her hip and the blonde eyeing you hungrily with a growing smirk as you approached. One handshake later and Luo, your date had attempted to rest his hand on your thigh beside him no less than twice on the ride over. Beside your Cousin you held in your venting leaving your bag in your assigned room you were to share with her before changing into your swimsuit, a deep green one piece mostly covering the front with intricate cut outs and the back mostly bare under a pair of short shorts you refused to remove. Reaching up through your walk out of the room the Men eyed their dates lustfully as your fingers twisted your hair into a looped bun before you took your place at his side for the walk down.
Soon enough you'd been forced down a ride with Luo gripping you tightly attempting to have his hands roam across your skin before you somehow managed to squirm free from him. And to manage your rough swimming skills to carry you through the thankfully crowded waters granting you excuses to use the tall Men around you as momentary anchors as you wove between them. Finally back at your table you accepted the pint you had ordered for a sip as your dates and your Cousin downed their third drinks as Luo eyed you again with a smirk bringing up a topic you dreaded. "I noticed your tattoo."
Your eyes met his, "It's not a tattoo."
He laughed curtly with a swaying seated stance struggling to set his desk down on the table, "Even better. Seems meant to be." His eyes wandered to a group of his friends approaching with another round, all with their own dates, something that did nothing to calm you at all. "Bet your exes loved your mark, you must really love it a bit wild, even the mark screams just Ram it in!"
A round of laughs started and you pushed your drink away waiting until they all broke into their own marks being revealed allowing you the chance to slip away and dart back up to your room managing after your shower behind three double bolted doors and change. Exiting after you'd dried off wiping the next set of tears from your pink eyes with another sniffle as you fumbled on your phone booking another flight home. Collecting your bags you snuck downstairs passing the front desk wiping your cheek before you approached the young man behind the counter to ask, "Could you call me a taxi please?"
He nodded his head urgently calling the number, "Should be a few minutes, their depot is just a few miles down the road. Are you alright, is something wrong with your room?"
You shook your head, watching as his manager approached slowly trying to listen in, "Just my Cousin's friends. Your Resort is incredible."
The young Man said, "Well we hope to see you again some time, and I really am sorry your stay was spoiled."
You smiled as the Manager said, "I noticed you arrived with Lord Tunos' Son's party. Is there anything you wish for us to inform your party should they ask?"
You nodded, "Drop dead. Something like that."
The pair smirked as the Manager responded, "Oh I will certainly pass on your message." His hands worked on the keyboard before him and he printed something out and handed it to you, "For your next stay, 15% off the room with complimentary room service, good for two years."
His smile grew as yours returned as you wiped your cheek again. "Thank you."
Leading you outside he eyed your fingers gripping your sleeves over your palms after making sure that your mid thigh length maroon sweater was still covering your backside and the tops of your jeans specifically. He helped you into the taxi and you began your ride back to the airport and claimed your seat waiting for the next hour until your flight would board, still ignoring your growling stomach at their choice on eating after your first ride. Curling your legs up in the seat before you your fingers fumbled against your phone dialing a familiar number. With your Brothers and Fathers out of town for games your Nephews were at your Cousin Tara was watching the boys in your absence. Sniffling again you wiped your cheek trying to clear your throat attempting to remain calm raising it to your ear.
Alone in his living room Thorin sighed nursing the first sip of his beer he'd been staring at for the past hour trying not to think about you on your date when his eyes shifted to his phone that made him straighten up as he saw your face and name pop up, "Miss Pear?" Biting his lip at his revert back to a formal greeting.
His pulse spiked hearing your trembling voice, "Hey, um, can I ask you a favor?"
Leaning forward setting down his beer his entire body stiffened wondering what had happened, "Anything."
Another trembling breath later you asked, "I know it's late, but, could I get a ride from the airport?"
His eyes searched around for his keys, "You're there now?"
"My plane is boarding soon, won't be for nearly three hours, if you can't-."
"I'll be there. Are you alright? Did something happen?"
"Just um, date was just an – how does it- Honor less and Damned." His hand wiped his hand over his face, chuckling softly at the impossibly old insult.
"Send me the info I'll be there when you land. Need me to bring anything?"
"No just the ride."
He nodded his head moving to take down the info then hanging up as your plane started to board and you claimed your seat near the back of first class when the flight attendants said you were only one of five on the airplane and you could claim the better seat. Finally landing after your v8 and two bags of pretzels your stomach was still growling and your eyes still had yet to stop releasing tears until you'd found your way out to the arrivals gate where Thorin's tall frame was against the wall with arms crossed over his deep blue sweater over his jeans and boots. Not so surprisingly just a simple sighting of him calmed your mood and tears with only a growing hope he'd offer you a hug.
Drawing closer his hand reached out to claim your bag with a faint forced smile as he eyed your teary demeanor. "Hungry?"
You forced a smile back, "It's really late I can't ask you-."
He motioned his head to the side making his brushed back hair shift to the side slightly, "You're hungry, I'm going to feed you. Unless you're too tired?"
His eyes met yours in a brief glance as you crossed the street to the parking garage, "I don't think I can sleep."
He smirked, "You want to watch Dinosaurs tear people apart?" You glanced up at him curiously, "I got a box set of Dinosaur apocalypse movies, the terribly shot and scripted kind that are impossibly entertaining and you'd be mad to miss out on."
You smirked making his smile grow as he added your bag to the trunk, "That sounds, terribly incredible right now."
Before he realized it his hand landed on top of your head as he stepped forward curling around you in a warm comforting hug he only relaxed into when your body relaxed against his chest as he rumbled out, "Plus I bought some steaks I've been dying to cook up."
He chuckled at your mumbled sarcastic love struck comment, "Oh just propose already." He released you at your step back walking you to the passenger side and helping you in, "At least before the doves, roses and fireworks show up or I might not be able to speak at all."
His chuckles grew to a soft laugh through his walk around to the drivers side and climbed in for the drive to his place, "Your family have to wake up early?"
You shook your head, "They're out for games, the boys are with my Cousin for the two nights."
"Well I have a guest room you're welcome to if you get tired."
Through the ride you felt his eyes lingering on you when he could manage it before finally parking in the garage of his incredible home. Parking, he climbed out of his vehicle and walked around it to help you out and claimed your bag to show you around inside, holding a ghost of a smirk at having you in his home, leaving your bag in his guest room before he turned on the first movie to watch from over the counter in the kitchen as he cooked. Covering your lap with a thick fur making sure the fire was lit and making sure you were comfortable as he said, "You snuggle up, I saw this one earlier. I'm going to make dinner."
You nodded and focused on the movie trying to muffle your giggles and laughs that drove his smile wider and his chuckles louder as he watched along from the distance. Soon enough the plates were set out on the table before the couch you both sat along with the beers he set out then glanced at the movie relaxing beside you.
He loved these times, all your trips normally ended like this, enjoying a meal together watching terrible movies you both loved to just tear apart sharing the same twisted senses of humor. Though it had never been so intimate as to be shared in each others homes, always in hotels and one of you would always pass out before it ended and make sure the other made it to the bed to avoid a morning of pain after the cramped positions.
Glancing at you again as he cleared the plates and brought another set of beers asking, "So is this an ignore it completely or do you need to vent?"
You smirked and sighed accepting the beer from him, "This is the part where I should say vent, but with the whole boss slash male Dwarf part is telling me to say otherwise."
His brow rose as he smirked relaxing back on the couch beside you, turned to face you, "Boss part I get, but why the male Dwarf part?"
You lower your beer from your lips catching his eyes darting back to your from your lips, "Because male Dwarves are protective and you're going to want to kill him."
"And why is that?"
"Let's just say you're not the only one with a mark that brings out the worst in people."
His head shifted to the side as he asked, "No further details?"
"There's bit of a terrible attempt of a pick up line about it my Brothers thought up, his brow rose, "I've been thinking about the Ewe on my ass all day."
The corners of his mouth quirked up in his attempt to hold back his smirk, "Excuse me?"
You giggled leaning forward uncrossing your leg to set your beer on the table and standing to raise the back right side of your shirt and brushing down the top of your jeans revealing the dark brown sheep with large curled horns making him chuckle, "People either think it's a horned Ewe or a Ram. He chuckled again timidly brushing your jeans down to reveal the legs and eyed the hooves better.
"That's a Ram. If I didn't know any better I'd say a battle Ram breed."
You giggled brushing your shirt down again and reclaiming your seat as he settled back again only to stiffen up as you said, "Really, I can't imagine you being an expert on the matter from my ink blot mark."
He chuckled, "I would know. Battle-Ram is my middle name."
Your brow rose, giggling, "Now you're teasing."
He turned setting down his beer, grabbing his wallet from his pocket and showing you his ID making you laugh again, "Thorin Battle-Ram Durin."
You giggled again, "Daring Battle-Ram Durin." You handed him back his ID with another giggle, "If my Grandmother knew she'd demand you buy me a ring."
His smile grew, setting his wallet on the table behind the couch, "And why would that be?"
"Jaqiearae, means Jack-Rabbit in Hobbittish." His lips parted thinking back to the old fable of Ones bearing marks of each other's names. "They don't have a word for bunny. But my family still calls me that anyway. It also was my nickname on the teams." His hand went to wipe his lips as you grabbed your beer again and settled back curling your legs before you, "So, your turn."
"My, my turn for what?"
You giggled again after your sip, "Come on I got to see it."
His brow rose, "I am not taking off my pants."
You nodded, "No worries, I'll get them off eventually."
"Really? Very sure of yourself."
You giggled again, "Oh believe me you'll want to."
He shot you a playful glare retrieving his beer again for another sip, "So, what did this date of yours say about your mark?"
His eyes dropped to your tongue when it darted out to wet your lips, "He said my exes must have loved it," You watched as Thorin swallowed his next sip, "And that it must mean that I'm wild in bed." His body shifted closer to yours resting his hand on your knee when your voice trembled as you continued, "Because it's a sign to just ram it in."
With the clenching of his jaw he nearly growled through his exhale, "Anything else?"
You shook your head, "His friends jumped in and kept the jokes about it going and when they were showing off their own marks I went back up to my room and called a cab for a flight back."
He nodded, "You see him again let me know."
"He's not worth going to jail over."
His eyes locked with yours, "Maybe not, but you are."
You smirked, "Oh my Grandmother would love you." Giggling again as he chuckled and he turned to put on the next movie.
Two movies and four beers later you giggled shouldering his weight leading him to his room and helped him sit down on his bed after dumping the last half of his beer down his chest. Standing again you giggled trying to get him to sit back down again, "You need to sleep."
He chuckled brushing his hands past yours and in one motion cupping your cheeks to crash his lips into yours for a hungry kiss you couldn't help but melt into sliding your fingers through his hair. Breaking apart his smile grew through a deep chuckle struggling to remove his shirt, with a gentle push you sat him down and you jerked his shirt off and went to the sink to soak his shirt before the smell and stain set in against his struggle to keep you there. Returning again his low snores grew making you giggle again at his body resting back across his bed.
Walking closer you emptied his pockets onto the night stand then pulled him back to be resting lengthwise across his bed. Unhooking his belt you bit your lip noticing the pulsing bulge soon to be revealed as you tugged his jeans free leaving you to mumble seeing him in just his briefs as he rolled over, "Oh it's just not fair looking like that." Reaching up to gently brush his hair from his face making his head turn to nuzzle against your hand.
You added his jeans to the sink leaving his belt on the foot of his bed before heading to his guest room after cleaning up the living room. Relaxing in your long sweater you slipped out of your jeans and laid out on your stomach snuggling with his pillow laying there until the sounds of his snores from next door eased you off to sleep.
..
Morning came soon enough with Thorin grumbling at the sunrise blinking his eyes open feeling his bare skin against his furs beneath him causing him to lift up and look himself over before turning to open his drawer finding his condom packs still intact mumbling, "What did I do?"
Looking over to see the asprin and glass of water that he quickly took and finished before heading into his bathroom curiously eyeing his soaking clothes that he wrung out and left in his tub to brush his teeth before looking around in his spare rooms.
Finding you snuggling tighter stretched out on your stomach in the room beside his, leaning against the door he stole a moment to look you over before turning away. Walking through the living room seeing that you'd cleaned up before making you a full steak breakfast with an omelet on the side, setting them on the table and going back to your bed. Sitting at your side gently brushing your hair from your face drawing a soft grumble at the light now shining in your eyes before you blinked them open.
"I made breakfast."
Rolling over you rubbed your face and kicked down the blankets making him chuckle before you grumbled and settled back again. Turning he rose and scooped you up in his arms making you giggle as he held you against his chest then chuckled as your head nuzzled against his shoulder.
"You always carry your guests to breakfast?"
His smile grew, "No. You'd be the first."
"At least you're not stuck in the bathroom. Halfway thought you might end up with your head in a bucket after least night."
"Takes more than 7 beers to get me sick." Setting you down gently in your seat then claiming his at your side.
You met his curious gaze, "Don't worry, I didn't sneak a peek. Though you made it really easy dumping beer all over yourself."
"I am sorry about that."
"Which part?"
"The drinking. I had a weird dream though. Started with me kissing you-." His eyes locked on your face noticing the smirk you tried to hide with another bite of food, "I kissed you?!"
Your eyes shifted to the Dwarf entering the house with a tool box that froze when he spotted you, giving you both a large smile before saying, "Didn't meant to interrupt. I can come back later."
Thorin shook his head, "Not a problem Bofur. Jaqi this is Bofur my Cousin."
You waved at him and his lips parted with a soft gasp, "I know you! Jack-Rabbit Pear! Oh I used to watch you all the time. So you're the new Assistant." He moved closer digging in his pocket, "I know it's a bit strange but could I get your autograph?"
You smiled at him with a giggle spotting Thorin glance at you, "Not a problem."
His smile grew and he passed you a small notebook you wrote out the note he wanted before signing Jack-Rabbit Pear with a small bunny beside it that caused Thorin's lips to part recognizing the image from his hip and watching as Bofur chuckled, "Thank you, so much! You even still add the bunny! Anyway, I'm off to fix the mower, I'll leave you to it." Smiling then turning to head through to the shed in the back yard.
When the doors shut behind him Thorin's eyes met yours through your brief smile before you returned to your meal, "So was it, a peck, or, full on-,"
You giggled softly, "Does it really matter?"
"It matters." Flicking his eyes to your lips and back again to your eyes as you smirked.
"Full on."
He inhaled sharply as you at the food from your fork then eyed Bofur who walked through the house again mumbling, "Forgot my wrench in the truck."
Thorin rubbed his face as you said, "Don't worry you've made it abundantly clear I'm simply your employee. Others have tried to kiss me before, with less that 7 beers and without any intentions behind it."
Struggling against admitting his love right there his lips parted and he watched Bofur walk through again before you turned back to your food again his eyes dropped to his plate again then rose back up to yours feeling your eyes back on him again after he'd said, "You're not my employee." Out loud rather than in his head. Blinking again dumbly you forced your eyes back to your plate, "I said that out loud didn't I?"
"Mhmm." Your smirk grew as Bofur roamed through again making Thorin lean back in his chair watching him with a slightly irritated expression. When he'd gone back through again your plates were empty and Thorin claimed them and returned lifting you and carrying you back to his room hearing Bofur roaming back through yet again. Setting you down on his bed he sat before you wetting his lips as you said, "This mean I'm fired?"
Shifting closer to you his hands settled your curled legs in his lap, "No." His hands slid around your lower back drawing you closer to him, "My name is on you, same as yours is on me. I tried so hard to keep this to myself." His eyes darted to the door as you giggled at the knock and shuffling outside drawing the huffing Thorin to answer it and slip outside.
Exhaling you laid back brushing your sweater back down along your thighs pressing your legs together and laying them to the side, closing your eyes and brushing your hair back from your face with a soft sigh. Opening your eyes again your head turned to glance at the door catching Thorin walking back in closing the door behind him and walking back to his seat timidly sliding his fingers over your legs you folded against his chest, feeling a slight twitch against your butt cheek you smirked, "You were saying, about something being hard?"
Inhaling he swallowed dryly as your fingers slid down his chest keeping your eyes locked on his, "I, care for you," shifting again you slid your legs against his chest driving his hands higher up on your thighs only making him harder and pulse against you again while his fingertips brushed gentle circles rising higher on your inner thighs, "I didn't want to risk losing you."
"And just how would you do that?" moving your hands to grip your sweater making him swallow again as you arched to pull the sweater off over your head revealing your full figure to him as well as the matching blue lace bra and panties. "I doubt you could manage scaring me away."
Openly his hands slid over your thighs from your knees to your hips with a darkening gaze, "I did try."
You giggled again watching him searching over you hungrily as you arched again to unhook your bra, "I remember, you and your chips." One at a time you slid the straps down along your arms watching his breath hitch and he wet his lips as your legs slid around his sides, "So are you going to kiss me, or-." A quick muffled giggle escaped you at his lifting you up to sit in his lap as his lips landed on yours. Sliding your hands back his arms tightened around your middle as you slipped free from your loose bra and dropped it on the floor before sliding your hands through his hair earning a low moan from him as you rocked against him timidly. Sliding his hand lower he cupped your ass playfully drawing another rock of your hips through his muffled chuckle while one of your hands left his hair to brush yours back only to slide back out and slide across his skin again.
Trailing down his chest again your fingers drew another louder moan from him as they brushed along his pulsing erection. Tangling your tongues and working your lips together before his hand drew yours back before it could slide in his briefs to lay you back and straighten up. Sliding his hands along your thighs again he eyed you again adoringly before shifting your legs to his left side making a curious smile grow in the place of your smirk. Gripping your legs and pressing them together a giggle escaped you when he rolled you over onto your stomach and leaned over you. Pressing his hands along your shoulders and slowly yet firmly pulling them down along your back earning a content hum from you while you brushed your hair to one side.
With a heated gaze he watched your body arching and your hips rising to his lips, sliding further his fingers looped under your panties sliding them down low enough for him to firmly kiss him name marker earning another giggle from you followed by a gasp at his other hand gently brushing against your heated core. Tucked around your hip his hand worked against you earning several low moans while his lips trailed kisses across your back. Forcing your hips higher another moan escaped him as you brushed against him urging him on in his wish to take you.
Finally reaching your shoulder his lips rose to meet yours in your glance back before you told him, "I want you. Just like this." With a rumbling chuckle his body drew back to dig through his drawer opening the box of condoms, freeing one to slip on as he tossed his briefs away, making you bite your lip as he eased your panties down and tossed them away before he stretched out above you again with another trail of kisses, sliding his head against your wet slit and slowly ease himself inside you drawing a soft gasp from you as he filled you.
Slowly he thrust behind you while his hand worked against your clit again drawing soft moans and hums from you between tender yet heated kisses before purring against your ear, "Every time I am with you, I will never, ever leave you wanting." Gently teasing your ear with his teeth making you release a giggling moan through your next arch lifting yourself higher to allow him deeper, "And I will never treat you anything less than a Queen. My goal is to devote myself to you long past the day my loving you erases all those ignorant men's words from your memory."
You giggled again, "That might take some time." Gently his lips brushed against yours as he tilted your hips higher sinking inside you fully with another whimpering moan from you, before you continued barely over a whisper as you neared your peak, "I look forward to your trying though."
Chuckling against your lips his body shifted while his fingers moved firmer against your dripping core to drive deeper thrusts into you causing your head to droop forward with a gasping whimper, "As do I, bunanunne,"(my tiny treasure) Working his body against yours feeling for just the right rhythm and angle before he smirked at your fingers gripping the covers below you biting your lip through another whimper as you came around him. Pausing his movements his hands searched over your body gently cupping and squeezing between gentle kisses to your lips and back before your hips rocked against him signaling for him to start again.
Keeping you like that for a few more thrusts you giggled again as he drew back lifting you with him to sit you on his lap working you in a circle gripping you tightly to his chest chuckling as your head laid back against him as his motions and fingers brought another climax from you. Easing you down again he gently slid free from you to roll you over and kiss you again, working his way down your chest granting you a longer recovery time before entering you again at your request. Thrusting deeply and shifting you through several different positions before moving you onto his lap against the headboard pinning you there until your joint climax.
Pulling back he tossed the used latex in the trash bin by his bed and laid you out across his chest after stealing another kiss from you then gazed at you lovingly trailing his fingers over your back as you did the same with his chest saying, "You know what I really enjoy about Dwarves?"
His smirk grew as he asked, "And what would that be?"
His eyes sparkled as your smirk grew through your shifting above him through scattering kisses down his chest, "Such a quick recovery, for so many activities." His smile grew as he chuckled before his hand instinctually moved to cover his mark only to stop at your brushing it away with a playful glare, "It's my name. I may giggle when I see you fully bare, but trust me, it's not aimed as mocking you." His eyes stayed locked on your as your lips sank lower on his hips before finding his mark making him gasp, "Trust me." Flicking your tongue against it before working closer to his growing erection beside you for a gentle teasing lick before claiming him earning another shocked gasp as you drew him back to his fully hardened state yet again only to leave him groaning as you pulled back. Claiming another condom he chuckled rising up to flip you over after you'd slid it on him to move you through another amorous round of impassioned love making.
Finished yet again he eyed you trying not to laugh as you settled between his legs rocking your crossed feet above you as you gently stroked his mark between kisses, "I think this is the perfect spot for it."
He chuckled again pulling back to stretch out and kiss your mark laying across his stomach, "Yours is in the perfect spot."
Giggling again your lips grazed the side of his butt cheek as you said, "Then again, here might be nice too."
Gently nipping him there making him chuckle again and cupping you and rolling over, "Hungry?"
You nodded smiling at him as he turned to kiss you again, "Could we watch another movie too?"
He chuckled again sliding to the end of the bed, "I'll get your bag." Moving to get a fresh pair of briefs to pull on before he slipped out to get your bag, returning with a smirk to help you choose a replacement pair of panties and help you into your sweater again and carry you to the living room to turn on another movie and walk around Bofur on yet another trip through the house to his truck. Cooking up another dinner he stole glances at you before joining your side at the table again with another set of beers, smiling at you, "Stay the night with me?"
You nodded, "Sounds perfect." His smile grew before kissing you again, and rested his forehead against yours as you giggled out, "Besides, you'll need someone to carry you back to bed after I drink you under the table again." Making him laugh and claim another kiss before you turned to focus on the meal and the movie, eventually finding yourself propped up against a stack of pillows with him across your chest with your legs wrapped around him as he gently stroked them while your fingers trailed across his chest.
Reaching over he grabbed a bit of string he'd brought from the kitchen earlier and claimed your hand, "My Grandmother came from across the Blue Mountains, and my Grandfather, he came from the Southern Kingdoms. He used to say when they met it felt like he'd been swept away by the tide, just a glimpse and he was gone," Gently his fingers looped the string around your ring finger forming a knotted bow, kissing your knuckles after he raised it to his lips. Turning over he settled above you gently brushing your hair free from your face with a loving gaze, "That's how it was, when I passed you before your interview. And he saw it, on my face. All this time and I didn't dare believe you cared for me in return. I refused to see how absolutely perfect we are for each other. And I owe you a very, very large ring."
You giggled again, "You don't have to-."
"Yes I do. Because Bofur's no doubt told the whole clan by now and they'll be expecting all the details." His lips found yours again before pulling back to gently stroke your cheek, "You deserve the best, and I will allow nothing less."
"You do realize we can't just suddenly be down the aisle you know."
He chuckled, "I know, I have to speak with your Father first."
"S" His brow rose, "Fathers."
"Oh..So when Teo said you were from surrogates." His head rocked to the side, "Now that makes sense, and also way more terrifying. They both play baseball?" You nodded and grabbed his phone pulling up their pictures from the teams' website, "Wow. Ya, we are going, very slowly with this. I can't outrun both of them." Making you giggle again curling your arms across his back as he relaxed across your chest.
Glancing up you smiled at Bofur who smiled back clutching his phone saying, "Aunt Diaa's wondering when she gets to meet your bride."
You giggled as Thorin chuckled burying his head in your chest for a moment before replying, "I'll bring her to Dis' party next month." Bofur nodded and conveyed the message as Thorin asked, "Have you finished the mower yet?"
Bofur, "Hmm? Oh that, ya, barely took 10 minutes, loose bolt and cable."
Thorin, "It's been hours."
Bofur chuckled, "Well ya, Aunt Torre kept on about her throw pillows and you know once you got her going there's no stopping it." His eyes glanced up, "Ooh, I love this one." Hopping over the back of the couch and joining you for the next few until he finally went back home leaving you both happily alone again for your change to take him back to bed with shared chuckles.
...
Waking brought large smiles to your faces before sharing a shower and changing for work, where he stole yet another kiss in the parking garage. Walking in with you firmly gripping your free hand drawing more than a few curious glances. Reaching the first desk you stopped to speak to the woman that called you over with a loves struck grin beside the waiting delivery boy gripping a large vase full of yellow roses. Sighing you could feel Thorin tensing behind you as you grabbed the card and read it before freeing your other hand to tear it up collect the bare card that was behind it to write out another note before giving the delivery boy another address and an extra $50 for his troubles. Claiming your hand again Thorin led you to the elevator where he asked, "Where'd you send the roses?"
You smirked up at him, "To my neighbor."
His brow rose, "Why?"
"It's her birthday tomorrow. She'll be 103 and she loves yellow roses. Terrible to waste them. I hope he keeps sending them so I can fill her house with them."
His smile grew with a soft chuckle wrapping his arms around you as the elevator closed to kiss you, "For that reason alone I agree. But if he shows up you point him out and I'll call Dwalin down and he'll never come near you or another woman again after we're done with him."
You snuggled against his side kissing his cheek, "How sincerely vicious of you to say." Giggling again as he chuckled kissing your forehead.
His eyes met yours through another smile, "Oh, we've got an early day today."
Your brows pressed together with a disbelieving smile, "I would have remembered that."
His smile grew as he leaned down to purr against your ear, "We're going ring shopping." Pulling back to kiss your cheek again with a large smile, "Grandfather approved it. And we're off to my Uncle Fundin's forge to design it and chose the right stones."
You giggled again, "Only thing that's left is dinner." He smiled at you again, "Told my Adads I stayed at yours and they asked for me to invite you over tonight."
He nodded looking forward as the doors opened and led you to your office gaining you a soppy grin from Bilbo behind his counter, who'd not so subtly been pressing Thorin to make a move for months now. Settling in your desk you started to organize your files left on the desk from your days off as your finger hit the button for your intercom after it beeped, "Need a coffee?"
Thorin's throat cleared drawing your eyes towards his desk spotting his eyes scanning over your bare crossed legs formerly bouncing to the song you were just humming, "We're going to need curtains." You giggled again making his smile grow as you turned back to work, stealing his attention all through the day until you left early for lunch and he drove you off towards your shopping where he fought to focus on finding the perfect ring for his One and not on the looming task of properly winning over your Family.