This idea for an imagine came from @TheBilboBaggins; Can you do a romantic/fluffy fic about BilboxReader, with Lemon? Of course I can!

The picture belonges to AmandaTolleson from deviantart.com.

The moon was shining high up in the sky, greeting you with a smile. The candles around you created shadows on the ground and on the table. The smell of delicious food had already greeted you on your way up to the hill. You took a bite of the sweet smelling apple pie. You closed your eyes as you could taste the perfect combination between cinnamon and apple. 'You have done an amazing job, my love' you complimented Bilbo. While you got no reply, you knew he had heard you. Maybe he was still chewing on something. Bilbo would never talk to you while he still had food in his mouth. He was so respectable, sometimes.

That's why you almost choked on your mouth full of pie when you felt his hairy foot against your ankle. From across the table, your suitor was playfully smiling at you. You could see only a slight hint of a blush on his cheeks as he continued to rub his feet against your leg. Trying to hide your own blush, you brought your napkin to your mouth and pretended that nothing happened. 'S-so...', get yourself together, you thought, 'what did you do today?' you asked innocently. Bilbo shrugged. 'Nothing much, I was too busy to think of anything else than those beautiful eyes. Have I ever told you they are nothing compared to the Arkenstone of the Durins?' he asked.

'You have not' you replied. What on Middle-Earth was he doing? His foot went further up your leg. His foot hair was softly tickling your skin and sending little sparks to your belly. 'Oh my- do you want some potatoes dear?' you squeaked, offering him the bowl of cooked potatoes. He shook his head, chewing oh ever so slowly on a carrot. 'I am so glad that we are finally here together' he said, his eyes focused on yours. You nodded without paying too much attention to him. Just get some potatoes on your plate and stuff your face with it, you thought to yourself. Bilbo had never acted this way before and you weren't sure how to handle it.

Maybe your father shouldn't have given him that special wine the day before... 'You are breathtaking. The first time I laid eyes on you I immediately knew that the gods had send me my own nightingale. My own muse' he continued where he had left of. 'That is nice' you said. You looked down at your plate, ashamed of that comment. Seriously, that was the only thing you could say to him? But Bilbo didn't seem to mind, instead, he chuckled. He leaned forward and hold one of your hands in his. A slight squeeze to your hand and you finally looked up at him. His eyes were darker then usual, and you liked it. 'I desire you more then all the pudding and pies combined in this world' he said in a dark voice.

Of course your heart skipped a beat. Was this the same hobbit who had wrote you that sweet poem? You shot up on your chair and a small cry left your mouth when you could feel his foot against your inner thigh. The perfect day to wear a short dress. He brought your hand closer to his mouth and sucked at every single one of them. One. By. One. Somehow, you couldn't look the other way. You were hypnotized, too focused on his lips to see notice anything else. 'B-bilbo' you said, your voice only slightly shaken. He still sucked on your middle thinger when he finally looked up. His eyes were so dark, so attractive... You could just read in them what he wanted to do to you. You were in for a treat.

You almost whined at the loss of contact when he pulled back, showing you a very attractive, half-shy smile. 'Shall we continue this conversation in my be- in my house?' He watched your carefully when he spoke. Normally, hobbits were known for waiting until they were married. It was almost unheard of to do the act while you were still courting. But Bilbo had already gone on a quest which other hobbits deemed unrespectable. And you... well, you were you. Who could resist Bilbo when he looked at you that way? Nobody could, so nobody would blame you for letting him discover your flower bed a little earlier then planned. You didn't answer but just got up to show him you would follow him home.

He showed you his sweetest smile, getting up too and guiding you down the dark path to his house. He walked quicker then usual. You came across some hobbits on your way but you barely had the time to say hello to them, Bilbo was dragging you down the path. Every now and then he would look back at you to check if you were still doing alright. No matter how turned on he was, he would still make sure his lady was doing alright. From afar, you could see the green, round door of Bag End. You had seen his house before, but you had never seen his bedroom. It was something that hobbits just didn't do. One might get the wrong idea if you did. It would be like coming over uninvited.

A chill ran down your spine. The horror. How did Bilbo survive that tragedy with thirteen dwarves and a wizard? You didn't want to think about it. Bilbo opened the door to his house and as soon as you walked in, you were slammed against the wall. Bilbo was thoroughly investigating every inch of your mouth. His kiss was more demanding then normal. His lips were still soft and wet against your own, but with a little more force. His right hand had laid on your thigh untili you could feel it making it's way up. He stopped at your breast, cupping it and carefully he started squeezing. You moaned into the kiss. Sparks were flying through your whole body, creating a wet spot between your legs.

Bilbo moved his from your mouth to your cheek, making his way down towards your neck. Softly, he sucked at your skin, just below your chin. You let your head rest against the wall as you felt the light suction on your hot skin. 'Bilbo -' you half-moaned. Before you realized it, he pulled back, looking at you with concerned eyes. 'I don't want to do anything against your will... I would never... claim what is not mine. Do you... I mean, do you want this too?' he asked. This was the first time tonight you saw him as he usually behaved. You smiled at him. 'If this wasn't what I wanted, then it would have been more difficult to drag me to your home' you joked. Bilbo laughed quietly. 'Are you sure?' he asked once more. You rolled your eyes and jumped up, wrapping your legs around him.

'I have never been so sure before' you said before crashing your lips together. Bilbo was stunned for a moment. He pulled himself together and carried you towards his bedroom. The smell of lavender greeted you when the door opened. It was nice but didn't really get through to you at the moment. Bilbo closed the door behind him, locked it and laid you down on the bed. 'Why do you lock the door when you live alone?' Bilbo shrugged. 'You never know who will come in unannounced' was the only reason he gave. It didn't really matter if it was locked or not. You got up from the bed and looked straight at Bilbo. Your hands made their way up and one by one, the straps of your dress fell down your arms. His eyes got wider, he was watching your every move.

You walked towards him, laying your head on his shoulder to whisper in his ear. 'You are not the only one who can't contain himself' you whispered. Bilbo felt a slight squeeze through his pants. He forgot to breathe for a moment, his mouth shaped in a perfect 'o'. 'I will show you a journey you have never expected' you said, pulling his pants down. You helped each other out of your clothes and made your way back up to the bed. There you cuddled for a while. He had you tightly wrapped against him, kissing you on your closed eyes and whispering sweet words to you. 'No one has ever made me feel like you do' he said. 'I can't stand to be without you for only a moment, the thought of it is already killing me. Stay with me for the rest of my life.'

You lean in to his kisses while your hand softly strokes his upper leg. 'I will stay for you, if you will stay with me' you spoke softly. 'Be my first and my last.' 'No one else will touch you as long as I'm around' he promised. He softly stroked his thingers through your hair. 'I am ready Bilbo.' He smiled sweetly. He sat up on his knees and reached over you to get the lube. Bilbo had only just shared with you that the lube had already been waiting inside the vase for quite some time now. Finally, he had the courage to make his feelings known. He generously coted his hard member with the lube. It wasn't that large but still bigger then the average hobbit's. Only know grew your concern if it would fit or not. 'What if it's too large?' you asked.

You had opened your legs and Bilbo moved to sit right in between them. His thumbs circled on both your inner thighs. 'We will make it fit, my love. If it doesn't right now then I'm afraid I will have to treat you with the pleasure of my tongue.' How could anyone resist that? His hands found their way up, next to your shoulders. He leaned forward a bit. You could feel the preasure of the head of his member against your entrance. 'Are you sure you are ready for this?' Bilbo asked one more time. You nodded. 'Alright, squeeze my arm if I'm hurting you.' Then, he pushed forward, finally feeling how ready you truly were for him. You closed your eyes tightly shut, trying to ease the pain away. It felt like a sting and for a moment you were afraid that it wouldn't go away.

When Bilbo started rocking his hips, it didn't take long for your face to soften and soft moans began to escape your lips. 'Is that better?' he asked, enjoying the look on your face. 'Much better' you managed to say. You started of slowly. But you needed more. 'Faster.' And immediately, he spead up the pace. It felt incredible to you both. It was the right rhythm with exactly the right feeling in all the right places. You had touched yourself before but it was nothing compared to how Bilbo made you feel right now. There was a strange feeling building up in your belly. 'Bilbo' you said in between moans. 'I know love... me too' he grunted. Before he came himself, he felt your tight walls closing on him.

'Sweetie, I won't last much longer' he said, sweat glistening on his forehead. The pleasure was building up in your belly, making it almost impossible for you to controle. 'Bilbo, I think I -' 'I'm right there with you love.' Together you climaxed, in a moment of pure love and trust. He managed to not collapse completely on top of you. His legs were woven around yours, his arms still on either side of your body and his head lay right next to yours. You were both panting, coming down from your high. You were the first to catch your breath. You turned your head to your lover and placed a sweet kiss on his nose. His eyes opened and a smile covered his lips. 'You are the most beautiful girl in the world' he said, his eyes looking at every inch of your face.

'I don't know what I have done in my life for the God's to bless me with a One like you.' He leaned forward, kissing you softly. 'I will never let you leave' he said in a serious tone. 'I will never have a reason to leave.'