An imagine that grew in my own mind; Imagine waking up in the morning and... Well, you will see ;)

NOT A DIRTY ONE THIS TIME!

That is not the only thing that happens in my mind -_-

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Your eyes opened, adjusting to the little light there was in the room.

Waking up inside of a mountain was something you were still not quite used to. Your room lay deep inside the mountain, hidden from many possible dangers.

Once you had asked Thorin if you could move your bedroom to a side of the mountain. Maybe then you could have a balcony built. His look has been amusing to you. It was like you had hit him hard in his stomache, knocking all the air from his lungs.

It was not an option.

What if somebody climbed up and came into your room while he was not there? How would you defend yourself? What would he do if something happened to you because of that?

Never before had you been forced to calm your husband down. Different sorts of theories went through his mind, in which you were harmed if he was to built a balcony outside your bedroom.

Soon after, you moved in with him so that you were even safer then before. And now neither of you could sleep without the other.

His arms were around you non-stop. He made it his job to come home on time so that you were still awake when he laid down next to you.

Thorin loved the conversations you had before you were the first to fall asleep. After that he also got to look at you as you drifted off so it was a win-win situation.

Now that you had been sleeping together for a few weeks, you had learned most of his rituals. For example; he first put on his jewelry before putting on his clothes. He combed his hair from left to right. And then he put on his crown three times, adjusting it every time.

That was only his waking up routinge. You fell asleep first so you woke up first too. And that's when...

As soon as you got up to visit the bathroom, you could hear him shifting. "Come back to bed love" he murmured, half asleep.

You giggled. He asked this of you every morning. No matter if he was late or not, he just wanted a few extra minutes with you.

"My love, you have a meeting in less then two hours. You need to get up too" you said. Both of you knew how this would end but still you tried to resist.

Thorin lazily opened his eyes, showing you a breathtaking smile. He held the cover up as to encourage you to come back to bed. "I know âmrâlime, Balin reminded me of it yesterday. Just come back to bed for a few more minutes. We have plenty of time" he said, his voice slightly cracked from sleep.

It was hard to resist your suitor when he was like this. He always had a majestic sexy side to him when you were alone and he often used it in his advantage. Now was no different.

He had stopped wearing a shirt in bed because he noticed how you liked to cuddle up to him, burying your face in his chest. It also didn't escape his attention how much you loved his chest hair.

"There is warmth here" he said, wiggling his eyebrows.

That man would surely be the death of you some day.

But this time he wouldn't win. Thranduil was coming to discuss new trade routes with the king of Erebor. He couldn't afford to be late for that. And this time he wouldn't be able to use you as an excuse.

"Then you don't have to complain about being cold when you get out of bed" you teased, going into the bathroom.

What happened next, you could have expected.

Without a warning, Thorin came in and swung you over his shoulder. "What are you doing?" you squealed. His strength was simply unfair.

"You should have come back when I asked you nicely" he said, grinning. He slapped your butt softly.

"Ow" you said playfully.

Thorin rolled his eyes, throwing you on the bed. He climbed on top of you before you could escape. "That didn't hurt you" he said/asked you.

You chuckled. "You don't know that. It is my lovely behind you slapped, not your own."

He leaned in to kiss your cheek. "Oh but it is my lovely behind ghivashel. You are mine. All of you is mine." His kisses continued on your lips. He pulled the covers up so that you were once again laying in bed with him.

"Now, stop moving around and lay in my arms." Thorin laid down next to you with his arms tightly wrapped around you.

"Is that an order or a suggestion?" you asked amused. He didn't need to do either. You knew where you wanted to be right now.

He buried his nose in your hair when you finally laid down next to him. "It was a loving request" he murmured before drifting off again.