Misty Mountains ch. 6 The Return

Arnial woke with a slight jerk, she remembered the orcs and the fire from the night before but not really where she was now. She was so groggy and as she stretched she felt the pain in her muscles from all that had happened the night before. She rolled over onto her other side and blinked a few times in surprise at the sight before her.

She remembered that she and Thorin had escaped, that he had come to her rescue, and that he had agreed to keep her warm that night to avoid using a fire. As she watched him sleeping the full night came back to her, she had agreed to be his queen.

Arnial tilted her head examining him a bit more closely now while he slept. He was naked she knew beneath the cloak they had slept under and she moved the claok so she could see a bit more of him but still be respectful. His chest had light scars from battle on it that she knew were all years old, his body was toned from years of work and combat. His long black hair was a tangled mess right now after the swim in the river and his usual tidy beard was in similair conditions.

One thing that would always be a draw for her were his eyes, they were like storm clouds and so expressive.

Arnial leaned a bit closer and pressed her finger tips gently against his bare chest, she heard his breath catch as his lips parted. His eyes flickered open and he turned to look at the she elf, his eyes were narrowed at her for a brief moment. She felt worried that he had spoke only out of exhaustion last night to calm her as he watched her.

Thorin reached his hand out slowly and stroked her hair back away from her face “You are quite a beauty in the morning.”

Arnial smiled softly and she could feel heat in her cheeks as she pulled herself a bit closer to him. When he opened his arms to her she laid herself against his chest and blushed as her bare breasts brushed against his ribs. She could hear his breath catch and he shifted slightly looking at her closely. Turning onto his side he ran his hands gently over her face causing her to close her eyes in pleasure. She felt his hand slowly run down to her neck, her shoulder, and then around to her chest to trace the scar across her chest.

She felt his arms link around her and he pulled her gently against him, her chest pressing to his. She felt his manhood twitch against her as her naked body was pressed to him and her eyes opened to look up at him.

His eyes were gentle and warm as her leaned close lips barely touching hers as he spoke.

“You will be my queen?” he asked softly.