The Hobbit Imagines IV

Imagine Thorin insisting you call him 'King' - Part 2

Imagine from my own imagination; This is the second part of an earlier drabble. The first part was published on March 14. It was about dominant Thorin and submissive reader. So have fun *wiggles eyebrows*

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You were patiently waiting on the bed, thinking about the meeting of that afternoon. And if you were honest you were only thinking of the promise Thorin had made to you.

Pushing him to his boundaries had proven to be quite dangerous today. Normally he would still give you pleasure no matter how far you pushed. Not giving him the answer he was looking for proved to be something he would no longer accept.

You were wondering what he would do to you tonight. If he would deny to give you any pleasure. Would he allow you to touch him?

Just to be sure, you did exactly as he had told you. He didn't send word as to when he would return to your bedchambers but you had prepared yourself. The anticipation of what could come was enough to keep your body on high alert.

Your ears were the first to alert you that your husband had entered your home.

The heavy door of the main room fell close. Shortly after you heard a click. The door to the main room was normally kept unlocked. Many precious family hours were spend there with your nephews and sister in law.

Tonight there would be activities taking place in the bedroom that weren't exactly family friendly.

You swallowed thickly as the door to your bedroom was the next that opened.

Thorin hummed in appreciation at the sight in front of him. "I see you finally listened to me today, my beloved." The possesive undertone in his voice send shivers through your body. You stiffled a moan.

It was funny how he could make you weak with just his voice and a promise.

He took his sweet time looking at you, not rushing to touch you like he normally would. You didn't look back to see what he was doing. Tonight you would listen to him and do what he told you to do.

"Keep your eyes focused on the headboard" he ordered.

You held your head up, looking at the beautifully decorated wooden headboard. At least there was something to look at.

Somewhere behind you, you could hear the rustling of clothes as your husband undressed himself. Judging by the sound you could tell that he took the time to neatly fold his clothes. It was taking all your self control to keep yourself from telling him to hurry up.

The bed dipped beneath his weight. Your anticipation rose.

You felt his presence loom over you as he took his place behind you. The cold touch of his fingers spread through your butt cheek when he finally touched you. "Did you do as you were told?" he asked darkly.

"Yes, my king."

Thorin hummed, satisfied. "Good." His hand traveled down, his fingers exploring your entrance. Finally you felt one of his fingers entering you, only to be disappointed when he immediately pulled it back. You knew better then to whine at the loss.

"I like it this way, you know that. Your beautiful ass up high, telling me you have been a good girl." His thumb traced over the small of your back. "Your entrance so wet that I could just slip right in. If I wanted to."

Every nerve in your body was waiting to be stimulated in any way possible.

"This will do very nicely" he said with a smile. Without a warning he placed the tip of his cock against your entrance and pushed forward.