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.

You inhaled sharply as you were suddenly filled with all of him at once.

Thorin groaned. "Even after all these years," he inhaled sharply, "you are still so tight for me."

"Always, my king" you said, gathering your thoughts.

He didn't waste his time. Thorin picked up the pace right from the start, rocking you back and forth on his cock. His hands laid on your hips, moving you against him. The sound of skin smacking on skin sounded loud through your bedchambers.

The king was moaning but not touching you like he normally would. His hands stayed on your hips. They didn't travel down to touch you where you needed to be touched.

"My king" you moaned as he yet again hit that very special spot inside of you. "Please."

He didn't acknowledge your plea. Instead he picked up his pace, sending waves of pleasure through your stomache. Yet they weren't enough to tip you over the edge.

The pace was good, delicious even, but he knew that you needed more to come around him.

And he wouldn't give it to you.

After a few minutes of rocking back and forth, Thorin came. He pulled back out of you, cleaning you with a clean cloth. It took a few moments before it registered in your mind what had just happened. "My king?" you asked, unsure of whether he was going to leave you hanging like this.

Thorin chuckled tiredly. "Yes, my beloved?"

You turned around, watching your husband. After his warning that afternoon you were careful not to push him too far again.

He watched you carefully. "You want to know why I chose not to let you come?" Thorin shook his head. "Do you feel as if you deserve to be given pleasure tonight? What did I tell you to call me when we are around other people?"

"You told me to always put 'my king' in front of your name" you answered.

He nodded. "That is right. And did you obeyed that order today?"

You shook your head, no. "I did not, my king."

"And still you believe you deserve to be given pleasure by me tonight?"

You looked down at your hands. His strong ones enveloped yours. Placing a finger beneath your chin, he brought your eyes up to his. "From now on you will obey my orders. Is that clear?"

Thorin was playing his role wonderfully. Never in a million years did you think he would like this new bed sport this much. You were so happy you had suggested it to him. "That is clear, my king."

He retreated, watching you closely. "There is one more thing you will do for me before I will give you what you want."

You waited patiently for him to continue.

Slowly he got up from the bed. He kept his eyes on you as he reached for something on the nightstand. In his hand he held a small bottle filled with a golden liquid.

A small smile tried to break through on your lips. He knew that you liked the taste of it.

Thorin opened the bottle. With one hand he stroked himself hard, keeping his eyes trained on you. When he was ready, he brought the bottle down and held it upside down. Sweety, thick honey was dripping down on his cock, coating his member with its sweetness.

Absent mindedly you licked your lips.

He closed the bottle, throwing it away somewhere on the bed. You didn't care. "Quickly, before it all spills on the bed" he said.

You didn't need to be told twice. Thorin grinned as you hurried towards him, licking the almost falling drops off of his cock. He couldn't stop looking at you as you enveloped his whole cock with your wet mouth.

He tried to keep his eyes open but it was too much; your eyes that looked up at him as you sucked him off, the feeling of your tongue hitting that perfect spot and your hand that stroked along with the same rhythm as your head bopped.

His hand rested on the back of your head but he didn't push. He allowed you to set your own pace. This was more than he had ever hoped for. More than he could ever want.

"You are so perfect" he moaned. "Take me."

You hummed in reply, sending new waves of pleasure through his body. This time Thorin did try to hold back. He slightly regretted taking you that fast before. Normally he would take his time to explore your body. But tonight, he reminded himself, you needed to be remembered where your place was.

And so he did rush things. Taking his pleasure before his.

It was far different then what he had been tought by his teachers. As prince and now king he was supposed to bring his consort pleasure first, then taking his if it was offered.

This new world that you had lead him in was exciting and forbidden. Something his mind hadn't come up with it if it wasn't for you. But Mahal was he enjoying it.

Every dwarven man knew that he was the leader of the household. This, however, was different.

Another deep moan left his throat as he felt himself getting close to the tipping point. Something was building up deep down in his lower belly. He didn't try to stop it.

"Take all of it" he said, his voice thick with pleasure. The climax rushed over him, going down your throat in one big burst. You swallowed it all.

He finally looked down at you, a silly smile on his lips. Your eyes were big, looking at him, waiting for his approval. He leaned down to kiss you, adding his tongue and pushing you back onto the bed. "That was wonderful, my beloved." Another kiss was placed on your lips. "You may stop saying 'my king' for tonight."

"Thank you Thorin."

He smiled. "Now that's my woman. Don't ever disobey me again. I don't like having to deny you anything" he spoke earnestly.

You brought your hand up to his chin to stroke his beard. "I know that, and I am sorry. I wanted you and didn't know how else to get the message across."

He raised an eyebrow. "You know you only need to ask, my beloved. I would have ended the meeting early. Anything for my queen." He pressed his forehead against yours. Your scent suddenly rushed over him. He took a deep breath to take it all in.

"What if they would refuse to leave?" you asked playfully.

Thorin chuckled. "Then they would have surely left after they would realize the show wasn't going to be stopped by their presence."

"Now, see, that is exactly why I don't tell you I'm horny in public" you said.

He placed a kiss on your shoulder. "Is a king not entitled to his wife whenever he pleases?" His kisses went down, taking their time to cover every part of your breasts.

Your skin was burning under his touch. "I think you will have to make a law for that, love. For some reason I don't think a law like that already exists."

Thorin laughed against your skin. "My forefathers knew not how to enjoy their wives thoroughly then."

"Such a shame" you said. You looked down, following Thorin' head down as it traveled further south. "I am not sure your people would be so happy with that new law."

He took a break from his actions. "As I said, they don't need to leave the room. Let them see how their wives should be pleasured." A blush crept up on your cheeks. "No more talk of necessary laws. Lay back my love."

You allowed your head to rest on the cushion. Finally he touched you where you needed it the most and in the way you needed him. His fingers explored every inch of you, adding his tongue after a couple of minutes.

This was what you were used to. Your husband taking his time to explore everything. Taking his time to claim you as his own.

With his mouth pressed against your most sensitive part, you came two times that followed each other within only a few minutes. Everything was on fire, your skin was longing for his fingers to keep touching you. But he pulled back.

You opened your eyes lazily only to find him crawling up so that he was hovering above you.

He leaned on his forearms, closing the gap between your lips. "Are you ready for me my love?" he asked lovingly.

"Always" you said.

Thorin pressed the head of his cock against your wetness. Softly, with little pressure, did he push in. This time he allowed your body to get used to his size.

You wanted all of him inside of you but he still took his sweet time. He brought his right hand down to your left hip, pushing in the last part of his cock. "You fit so well around me" he whispered.

Your arms snaked around his neck as your eyes locked.

His hips rolled in a slow fashion. Neither of you cared about speed this time. All you cared about was being close to each other. Every now and then he would lean in to kiss you, otherwise you kept your eyes trained on each other.

Every moving muscle was noticed by the other. Nothing went by unnoticed.

For now it was just you and him and the feeling you shared. The speed didn't move up not even when you both neered your climax.

His moans became deeper, following each other more rapidly. Your moans became inaudible. And together you tipped over the edge. Lost in each other' eyes. Holding each other close.

Thorin cleaned you before laying down beside you. He gathered you in his arms. "You are perfect" he said, burying his face in your hair. You felt his nose pressing against your scalp. A kiss. "So beautiful and all mine" he murmured sleepily.

You softly stroked his arm with your nails. "Only yours" you agreed.

"No one else will ever have you" he stated.

"I will never leave you Thorin." You moved your head to meet his eyes.

Thorin nodded. "And I will never leave you, my beloved." He pressed another kiss against your temple. "I love you."

"I love you too, my king."

"What do you like most about our love making?" he asked.

You smiled. "This. The cuddling afterwards. Don't get me wrong, I love the actual love making itself, but this is amazing" you explained.

He reached for a loose strand of hair, tucking it behind your ear. "This brings our closer, my love. It almost feels as if my heart is ready to burst with love." He sighed. "I love seeing you lay beneath me. My wife."

You shared a kiss. "And only yours. You will never have to share me."