The Hobbit Imagines IV

Imagine the game 'guess the tongue'

NSFW - Only for adults. Explicit and really NSFW. 18+ (or whatever age your country runs with).

The imagine that was requested; 'Guess the tongue' with the Company. 

I'm so so sorry you had to wait as long as you did. It's finally here! I hope it is everything you wished for :) 

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The ale was flowing freely that evening. It had been so long since any of had known any sort of comfort. Now that it was at your fingertips, everyone enjoyed it to the fullest. The table was filled to the brim with sugary foods, layered cakes, meat and loafs of bread. 

No one would get hungry tonight. 

Juice was dripping down your chin as you stuffed the last piece of chicken into your mouth. Loudly, you sucked your fingers clean. You momentarily locked eyes with Bofur. 

The dwarf winked at you. "Did you enjoy the feast?"

You nodded. "God, it has been ages since we had a meal like this." You leaned back, opened up your belt. "There is just no more room left in me."

The dwarves closest to you laughed. For them, this was just the start. You watched as they gobbled down the entire table and asked for even more food. 

"Are you sure you don't want anything else (y/n)?" Kili asked. He looked at you, concerned. "You've barely eaten anything."

"Aye," Dwalin joined, "You only had a couple bites." He threw another loaf your way. "Here, munch on this why don't you!"

With a loud huff you shoved the bread aside. It had disappeared before you were able to blink twice. Bombur shoved the entire thing down in one big gulp. "Holy frick" you murmured. 

"Bombur you big gulp!" Dwalin said.

"It's alright" you said, still holding on to your stomache. "I couldn't possibly get another bite in. I truly have had enough."

The dwarves weren't fully convinced but left you to it. 

Loaf after loaf got devoured and there was nothing left of the meat but the bones. Everything else had evaporated it seemed. "If half of you were able to slurp down on a woman like you just did that chicken, than many more of you would have been married right now."

Bombur almost choked on his mouthful of cheese. His cheeks reddened.

"Oh, do you have something to tell us Bombur?" you joked, hitting him on his back. The cheese that had been chuck flew out of his mouth.

"Thank you" he said. He leaned forward to grab the cheese and continued to eat it.

You scrunched your nose. "Ew, don't do that."

The other dwarves laughed. Some of them wished you a good night and went outside for some late night smoking and shenanigans. The only ones who stayed behind you were Dwalin, Bofur, Fili, Kili and Thorin.

"So, lass," Dwalin said, leaning forward with his ale, "What was that about 'slurping down on a woman'?"

"You know" you said, standing up from your chair. "I wish you all a good night. I'm freaking tired so I'll see you tomorrow morning."

"Come on lass, humour me." He gestured to the two youngest dwarves at the table. "They don't know what you were talking about."

Fili and Kili both looked visibly offended. "Bold of you to assume we don't have experience in that field, mister Dwalin" Kili said.

Dwalin smiled, a little spark shone in his eyes. "Aye? Then explain to me what the lass was talking about."

"Well..." Kili started.