[ Or at least something. Good thing, too. Thorin hunts for it, finds it, is quick to use it. Condom rolled on and more lubrication added, Bilbo will get little to no preparation this time. However, Thorin is patient enough to go slow as he enters. ]
[That god for that because Thorin is big. Bilbo loves that, of course, but he needs either a lot of prep or a lot of time before Thorin can actually fuck him.
He's happy to just take their time, however. He wants it to be rough and when Thorin starts pushing in he moans. Loudly.]
[ A very slow and steady start. Gentle to allow Bilbo to adjust but hardly stopping. It would have to be something as they go. Thorin keeps a steady hand on one of Bilbo's hips. Those moans only make him want to advance further, faster.
He doesn't. Not yet. He does want to be able to have Bilbo later. ]
Bilbo reaches for Thorin's hands on his hips, gripping his wrists in hopes of grounding himself. It hurts, but it'll only be for a moment, and it hurts in a wonderful way. A half-muttered curse slips out and Bilbo groans again]
[ He teases as he leans over to grumble deeply in Bilbo's ear. ]
I can't hear you...
[ There would be no point in muffling themselves. They wouldn't be the first or last to use this stall for something other than the intended purpose. He started to gain more speed as slowly as his hips had been moving. Ease both of them into it. They had sex so much it could hardly take much longer... ]
[ Bilbo gets the reward of Thorin thrusting hard and deep inside of him. Slow then quick. Enough to keep him on his toes. One hand comes up to tangle in his hair and tug roughly.
Thorin has never muted his moans, unless they were to listen closely to Bilbo, but now he joins in louder than usual. ]
[They will have to leave almost as soon as they finish up in here, won't they?
But Bilbo doesn't care right now. Thorin is fucking him--and that's what this is, it isn't just sex or making love, it is a proper fucking--and he is too gone to care. He yelps a little when Thorin tugs on his hair but then he just tilts his head back to kiss him if he can. He needs this.]
[ Other than the setting up for this, Bilbo probably wasn't having a lot of fun anyway, right? Thorin thought so. But now the world made more sense again.
Yes, fucking. Long, hard, and fast with tight grips and loud moans. He loves Bilbo, but sometimes that needed to be expressed with pure want and desire. Pure selfishness. Pure heat. Thorin reaches around to take Bilbo's cock in his hand to pump in time with his thrusts. ]
Thorin's hand on him pushes him closer. He knows he won't last much longer but he's not sure she cares, either. He just cries out for Thorin between swears and groans.]
[ The excitement of the moment, Bilbo's loudness, their quickness. It all adds up to Thorin crying out in orgasm before Bilbo. It's a rare occurrence but has happened before.
This does not mean he stops. His hand keeps moving, his body keeps pressed against Bilbo. Even when coming down from his own, his mouth seeks to find his neck to bite hard. Anything to get him to the same climax. ]
[It's the bite that does it. Bilbo cries out, loud and desperate as he comes. He's wracked with shudders and soft whimpers as he comes down from that high.]
[ Thorin chuckles but is soon to let Bilbo lead the way. He will be walking out with an arm around Bilbo, at least. He feels less possessive now. It's more his help than anything.
He strides out casually, his own head held high. They get a pointed look from the bouncer and quite frankly who cares. They won't be back. They only came out because one of their friends asked in the first place. Which one? Didn't matter. They were lost in the crowd. ]
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He gives another kiss and bite along Bilbo's ear as he reaches for his own wallet. Damn. Only one condom. Lubed but maybe not enough. ]
Have you got anything with you?
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Jacket. Left pocket. Small bottle, but I do come prepared.
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[ Or at least something. Good thing, too. Thorin hunts for it, finds it, is quick to use it. Condom rolled on and more lubrication added, Bilbo will get little to no preparation this time. However, Thorin is patient enough to go slow as he enters. ]
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He's happy to just take their time, however. He wants it to be rough and when Thorin starts pushing in he moans. Loudly.]
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He doesn't. Not yet. He does want to be able to have Bilbo later. ]
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Bilbo reaches for Thorin's hands on his hips, gripping his wrists in hopes of grounding himself. It hurts, but it'll only be for a moment, and it hurts in a wonderful way. A half-muttered curse slips out and Bilbo groans again]
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[ He teases as he leans over to grumble deeply in Bilbo's ear. ]
I can't hear you...
[ There would be no point in muffling themselves. They wouldn't be the first or last to use this stall for something other than the intended purpose. He started to gain more speed as slowly as his hips had been moving. Ease both of them into it. They had sex so much it could hardly take much longer... ]
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[That's really all he manages to say. Thorin has a way of pushing everything else out of Bilbo's mind and he likes that, sometimes.
He's loud now, shamelessly so. He'll be embarrassed later.]
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[ Bilbo gets the reward of Thorin thrusting hard and deep inside of him. Slow then quick. Enough to keep him on his toes. One hand comes up to tangle in his hair and tug roughly.
Thorin has never muted his moans, unless they were to listen closely to Bilbo, but now he joins in louder than usual. ]
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But Bilbo doesn't care right now. Thorin is fucking him--and that's what this is, it isn't just sex or making love, it is a proper fucking--and he is too gone to care. He yelps a little when Thorin tugs on his hair but then he just tilts his head back to kiss him if he can. He needs this.]
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Yes, fucking. Long, hard, and fast with tight grips and loud moans. He loves Bilbo, but sometimes that needed to be expressed with pure want and desire. Pure selfishness. Pure heat. Thorin reaches around to take Bilbo's cock in his hand to pump in time with his thrusts. ]
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Thorin's hand on him pushes him closer. He knows he won't last much longer but he's not sure she cares, either. He just cries out for Thorin between swears and groans.]
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This does not mean he stops. His hand keeps moving, his body keeps pressed against Bilbo. Even when coming down from his own, his mouth seeks to find his neck to bite hard. Anything to get him to the same climax. ]
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He hates this part.
They must separate and it always leaves his body feeling awkward. Like Bilbo was meant to follow. ]
Are you alright?
[ It was rather-- rough. ]
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Mmm...sore, filthy, and banned from this club but yes, I am alright.
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Good.
[ Thorin cleans himself quickly, then Bilbo. He'd be treating him very gently tonight. Offering his arm and his side to lead Bilbo onward. ]
Can you walk quickly or should I carry you?
[ Because soon they were going to get yelled at to leave. ]
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[Bilbo straightens himself up, hardly looking like he was just fucked stupid in the washroom]
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[ Dressed and now helping Bilbo do the same. Thorin nods at the door since Bilbo is close to the lock. ]
I would have liked to carry you.
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I did say I'll need help getting to the car. I just want to walk out of here with my head held high and I can't do that if you're carrying me.
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He strides out casually, his own head held high. They get a pointed look from the bouncer and quite frankly who cares. They won't be back. They only came out because one of their friends asked in the first place. Which one? Didn't matter. They were lost in the crowd. ]
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Once they are out of sight of the club, Bilbo slumps against Thorin]
Ah. Help?