Household Necessities: a Bilbo/Dori fic part five
Title: Household Necessities
Characters: Bilbo Baggins, Dori
Chapter five: Soft silk against warm skin
Summary: Dori and Bilbo try out their new undergarments, and take a little walk out to a special place. A garden made on Dori’s request as a wedding present for his hobbit
It was with a giddy spring in his step Dori walked the narrow and winding path of his favourite shopping district. There was a very special package waiting for him at the end of the street. How he looked forward to unwrapping it all with Bilbo when evening came. He would temper himself, and resist the temptation to take a peek before he and Bilbo could do it together.
The bell above the door announced his arrival, turning him into the centre of attention for shopkeeper and customer alike. Giving a polite nod under the curious looks from the assembled dwarrows, he made eye contact with Fimria who smiled and winked at him. “Just a moment master Dori” She said with a kind smile. “I have your order ready right here” He smiled and gave a small bow in thanks, noticing the way the other dwarrows in the shop looked at him, with a combination of awe and mild amusement. Gossip travelled fast in the mountain, there was a good chance Durona and Fimria would receive many orders in the near future. One of the dwarfs was a stonemason he knew by look and reputation. Both for his skills as well as his habit of always being up to date on the latest news. Dori's visit here would be common knowledge all the way down in the deepest mines by dinnertime. And judging by the look Fimria gave him as she handed over the finely warped parcel she was of the same mind as him. “Thank you mistress Fimria” He said as he carefully put the parcel in his already full hamper. She smiled and bowed “It is I who should give you my thanks master Dori” she said, as a knowing look was exchanged between them.
He would have to come by later, not only to place new orders, but also for what he could only imagine would be very pleasant company indeed.
Bilbo was already there when he came home, and something smelled absolutely mouthwatering. Hobbit-cooking was something Dori had enjoyed right from the beginning. Poking his head out of the kitchen Bilbo gave him a warm smile, his hair falling neatly in front of his pointy ears, with the beads Dori put in this morning twinkling and bouncing among his curls. “Home already?” Bilbo asked, looking Dori up and down. “As you can see” Dori said, shifting the weight in his arms and answering Bilbo's smile. “I was about to ask you the same” He said, making his way into the kitchen and ignoring the way Bilbo cast curious looks towards the wrapped parcel in his basket. “I had assumed you were still atending the meeting” Bilbo looked up from the pot he was stirring, giving a roll of his eyes. “Yes, well” he said. “It was decided that we should call it a day, and come back to the matter in the morning” Dori chuckled. “When the temper has collectively cooled down?” He asked. “Something like that” Bilbo sighed, communicating clearly that he did not think the decision would have the desired result.
Approaching Dori, wooden spoon still in hand, Bilbo gave the dwarf a quick kiss, eyes looking between Dori's face and the content of his basket. Dori chuckled. “Think you can wait until after dinner?” He asked mischievously. “I have not yet taken a look at it myself” He added. Bilbo huffed good-naturedly. “Well if you have managed to resist temptation while carrying it all the way home, I guess I can wait a little while longer”
Putting the basket down, Dori plucked the spoon from Bilbo's hand, stepping around him to stir the bubbling content of the pot. “It does not look like you have to wait so long” He said. “I'd say dinner is ready” Bilbo repossessed the spoon and shoved Dori away from the stove. “Now I'll be the judge of that thank you very much” he said, making a vague shooing motion with his free hand, guiding Dori in the direction of the tableware. “You can set the table for us” he said, smiling as Dori gave a small bow, and went to do the bidding of his hobbit.
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Once the final piece of cutlery was cleaned and put on the drying rack, Bilbo gave Dori a questioning look. One that Dori answered with an eyebrow raised in amusement. “Impatient are we?” He asked, taking deliberately slow steps towards the basket and its content. “A little” Bilbo said, smiling as he followed Dori, with his hips and behind swaying gently as he walked, into the living room.
With the parcel on his lap, Dori patted the seat next to him. “Well I'm getting quite impatient myself, so let us not wait any longer shall we?” Making himself comfortable next to Dori, Bilbo placed his hand over Dori's wider hand. “Can't find any reason for us to delay this” He murmured. “Together then?” Dori asked, tugging at the ribbon around the soft parcel. “Together” Bilbo answered. And with a few gentle tugs the ribbon was loosened, and the wrapping fell to the side, revealing the stack of neatly folded lingerie in smooth fabrics and pleasant colours.
Dori smiled, caressing the flower pattern stitching on the deep green fabric. “Would you care to show me how you will look while wearing these?” He asked, kissing the pointy tip of Bilbo's ear. “I can do that” Bilbo answered, lifting the pair of small-clothes from Dori's exploring fingers. Standing up he tugged playfully at Dori's beard. “Would you give me a hand?” He asked, indicating the lacing to his trousers. “Naturally” Dori said, standing up to put one hand on Bilbo's behind, while his other hand unlaced Bilbo's trousers. Pushing the garment down Bilbo's hips and tights, Dori smiled softly as his hobbits half-hard cock was revealed. “Exited?” He whispered, lifting Bilbo's shirt to kiss his belly. “Quite” Bilbo murmured, lowering his hands to feel his own growing excitement. Under Dori's appreciative gaze he pulled back the foreskin, exposing the sensitive head. Dori's breath stuttered. “Lovely” He said in a low voice, his own trousers growing tight. It would feel wonderful to have his own thick cock covered by soft silk very soon.
With practised efficiency Dori popped open the buttons to Bilbo's shirt, and slid it off his shoulders. Leaving his husband naked in front of him, warmed by the glow of the oil lamps. Giving Dori a kind smile Bilbo pulled on his new green silk undergarments, the soft fabric snug and comfortable against his behind and crotch. Dori leaned back against the cushions and looked Bilbo up and down, an exited glint in his eyes. “Now give us a twirl” he said cheekily, making a spinning motion with his finger, his other hand falling into his lap to caress the growing bulge of his cock. Grinning, Bilbo preformed as demanded, before kneeling in front of Dori. “Now” he said, fingers light and teasing over Dori's thick cock “Let's get you into something more comfortable” Grinning, Dori let Bilbo help him up from the sofa. “Any requests?” Dori asked, a tad breathless as Bilbo began to kiss at his neck. Bilbo hummed thoughtfully. “How about those peach ruffled ones?” he asked. “Excellent choice” Dori murmured.
With eager help from Bilbo, Dori was quickly out of his clothing. And sliding into the lovely pair of undergarments with soft transparent lavender lace fabric at the front, which framed and supported his cock and stones very comfortably, and peach coloured silk ruffles covering his bottom in the most lovely manner. He sighed contentedly, teasing himself through the smooth fabric, smiling when Bilbo's hands joined his own.
“We should go to the gardens” Bilbo said, slightly muffled against Dori's collarbone. “Now?” Dori asked, a little bemused. Bilbo nodded, his manner and look mischievous. Droi raised an eyebrow. “Lead the way then” he said, holding out his arm. Bilbo handed him his trousers. “I think it would be best for us if we got dressed first” he said with a quirk of his eyebrow.
Before they headed out the door, Bilbo popped into their bedroom, emerging while adjusting his coat. Dori gave him a questioning look. “You'll find out” was all Bilbo offered.
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The gardens were a short walk away, and one of Bilbo's favourite places in the mountain. Created on Dori's request as a wedding present for his hobbit spouse. They would not be disturbed there.
The afternoon light fell in through a natural opening in the mountain. Providing light, as well as rain for the many plants and flowers. Bilbo guided Dori towards the soft grass under the rosebushes, making him sit down and lean back among the folliage. “You know” Bilbo said with a cheeky smile. “For a dwarf, you look very at home among the plants” Dori chuckled. “I'm more then able to appreciate different forms of beauty” he said, pulling Bilbo towards him. Bilbo went willingly into the embrace, his hand placed right above the bulge of Dori's shaft when their lips met. “I would like to see you undress for me again” Bilbo whispered. “Is it me or the silk whom is to blame for your cock still being hard?” he asked. Dori unlaced his trousers, allowing Bilbo to see how the thin fabric was stretched across his prick. “I'd say it's a combination my dear” Dori murmured.
They helped each other undress, until they were down to their undergarments, drinking in the sight of each other. “You look handsome my dear” Dori whispered, his hands travelling down Bilbo's back to rest upon his silk-covered bottom. “As do you” Bilbo said. “As you always do” he said in a low voice, hands pulling Dori's undergarments away from his straitening prick. Dori sighed when his erection was freed, clenching his behind against the silk that was still covering his amble bottom. Bilbo straddled Dori's waist, pulling his undergarments to the side to let Dori's cock slide against his exposed hole. “I intend to ride your thick cock master dwarf” he stated. “Unless you have any objections?” Dori chuckled. “None at all” he said.
Bilbo reached for his coat, pulling a vial of lubricant out of the pocket. Dori grinned. “Oh, I see you planned to take me here only to fuck me?” he said. “The flowers are pretty, but you're more interesting to me tonight” Bilbo answered, letting the oil run down Dori's shaft. Shifting position, Bilbo guided Dori's cock to his hole, and with braced hands against Dori's chest he sank down slowly on his husband's thick shaft. “Wonderful” Bilbo breathed out, His hole stretched fully around all of Dori's girth and length. Taking a firm grip of Bilbo's thighs, Dori lifted Bilbo nearly all the way off his cock, and slowly lowered him back down, his muscular arms easily handling Bilbo's weight. Bilbo grinned. “Impressive as always” he said in a breathless huff. Rolling back on his feet, he picked up the pace, riding Dori's cock hard and clenching around the thick shaft to make his dwarf groan and whimper. His grip on Bilbo's hips was rough, the outline of bruises already forming on pale skin.
There was nothing but panting for breath, and the sound of skin meeting skin, and the rising bush in Dori's cheeks signalling how close he was to orgasm. “Not yet” Bilbo panted, sweat running down his temple. Slowing down his pace, he leaned down and kissed Dori soundly. “I will make myself come with your cock deep inside me” he murmured. “But you will have to wait a little” Dori groaned, one hand at the base of his prick to still his need. “Aye dear” he whispered hoarsely.
Tossing back his pearl-decorated curls, Bilbo picked up the rhythm again. Dori's prick brushing over that nerve inside him with every other thrust, making his pleasure coil hot and tight. He was so close now. With lightly shaking hands, Bilbo guided Dori's hand to his straining cock. “Give us some help dear” he groaned, Dori's large warm hand stroking him with familiar skill. “Nearly there” Bilbo moaned “Nearly there now” He tightened around Dori's prick, swearing under his breath as sweat dripped into his eyes and down his face. “I-I think I'm, I'm going to, n-now” he whimpered, very close, but not quite there. “Oh bugger it” Bilbo huffed, setting a rough pace to finish himself off proper. His hole tight around Dori's prick, he spilled his release over the dwarf's belly and chest. Legs a little sore he pulled himself of Dori's prone form, smiling down at the flushed and needy dwarf. “I brought something for you” He said with a coy smile. Reaching into his coat once more, Bilbo pulled out the violet glass dildo, one of Dori's favourites.
Dori chuckled softly, pulling his undergarments down to his ankles and looking at Bilbo with twinkling eyes. “I'm quite ready for that” he said huskily.
With a liberal amount of oil, Bilbo coated both the violet glass, and Dori's hole, pushing his fingers into the relaxed opening. Replacing his fingers with the blunt end of the toy, he looked up at Dori's flushed cheeks and smiled. The violet glass went in smoothly, Dori's plump behind spread around the heavy device. Bilbo caressed Dori's belly with firm strokes, the glass dildo pumping into his hole at a steady pace, the bumps on the surface stimulating Dori further. Panting and groaning Dori pulled his legs up, angling his hole just so for Bilbo to work him harder. The toy was heavy, hard and smooth inside him, and he was not able to hold back any longer. Muffling his shout of relief into his forearm, Dori came hard. Bilbo pleasuring him still with slow and deep thrusts as he rode out his orgasm, several spurts of release spilling from his thick cock.
Laying down in the grass side by side they collected their breath, Dori laughing softly and showering Bilbo with the rose petals that had fallen to the ground. Plucking a bloom from the bush Bilbo tucked in into Dori's braids before leaning back to survey his work. Judging it lovely, he kissed the tip of Dori's nose, then his lips.
Cleaning up as best they could, they redressed each other. “We need more oil” Dori said. “That we do” Bilbo answered, both of them grinning. They made their way back home, side by side and arm in arm.
Characters: Bilbo Baggins, Dori
Chapter five: Soft silk against warm skin
Summary: Dori and Bilbo try out their new undergarments, and take a little walk out to a special place. A garden made on Dori’s request as a wedding present for his hobbit
It was with a giddy spring in his step Dori walked the narrow and winding path of his favourite shopping district. There was a very special package waiting for him at the end of the street. How he looked forward to unwrapping it all with Bilbo when evening came. He would temper himself, and resist the temptation to take a peek before he and Bilbo could do it together.
The bell above the door announced his arrival, turning him into the centre of attention for shopkeeper and customer alike. Giving a polite nod under the curious looks from the assembled dwarrows, he made eye contact with Fimria who smiled and winked at him. “Just a moment master Dori” She said with a kind smile. “I have your order ready right here” He smiled and gave a small bow in thanks, noticing the way the other dwarrows in the shop looked at him, with a combination of awe and mild amusement. Gossip travelled fast in the mountain, there was a good chance Durona and Fimria would receive many orders in the near future. One of the dwarfs was a stonemason he knew by look and reputation. Both for his skills as well as his habit of always being up to date on the latest news. Dori's visit here would be common knowledge all the way down in the deepest mines by dinnertime. And judging by the look Fimria gave him as she handed over the finely warped parcel she was of the same mind as him. “Thank you mistress Fimria” He said as he carefully put the parcel in his already full hamper. She smiled and bowed “It is I who should give you my thanks master Dori” she said, as a knowing look was exchanged between them.
He would have to come by later, not only to place new orders, but also for what he could only imagine would be very pleasant company indeed.
Bilbo was already there when he came home, and something smelled absolutely mouthwatering. Hobbit-cooking was something Dori had enjoyed right from the beginning. Poking his head out of the kitchen Bilbo gave him a warm smile, his hair falling neatly in front of his pointy ears, with the beads Dori put in this morning twinkling and bouncing among his curls. “Home already?” Bilbo asked, looking Dori up and down. “As you can see” Dori said, shifting the weight in his arms and answering Bilbo's smile. “I was about to ask you the same” He said, making his way into the kitchen and ignoring the way Bilbo cast curious looks towards the wrapped parcel in his basket. “I had assumed you were still atending the meeting” Bilbo looked up from the pot he was stirring, giving a roll of his eyes. “Yes, well” he said. “It was decided that we should call it a day, and come back to the matter in the morning” Dori chuckled. “When the temper has collectively cooled down?” He asked. “Something like that” Bilbo sighed, communicating clearly that he did not think the decision would have the desired result.
Approaching Dori, wooden spoon still in hand, Bilbo gave the dwarf a quick kiss, eyes looking between Dori's face and the content of his basket. Dori chuckled. “Think you can wait until after dinner?” He asked mischievously. “I have not yet taken a look at it myself” He added. Bilbo huffed good-naturedly. “Well if you have managed to resist temptation while carrying it all the way home, I guess I can wait a little while longer”
Putting the basket down, Dori plucked the spoon from Bilbo's hand, stepping around him to stir the bubbling content of the pot. “It does not look like you have to wait so long” He said. “I'd say dinner is ready” Bilbo repossessed the spoon and shoved Dori away from the stove. “Now I'll be the judge of that thank you very much” he said, making a vague shooing motion with his free hand, guiding Dori in the direction of the tableware. “You can set the table for us” he said, smiling as Dori gave a small bow, and went to do the bidding of his hobbit.
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Once the final piece of cutlery was cleaned and put on the drying rack, Bilbo gave Dori a questioning look. One that Dori answered with an eyebrow raised in amusement. “Impatient are we?” He asked, taking deliberately slow steps towards the basket and its content. “A little” Bilbo said, smiling as he followed Dori, with his hips and behind swaying gently as he walked, into the living room.
With the parcel on his lap, Dori patted the seat next to him. “Well I'm getting quite impatient myself, so let us not wait any longer shall we?” Making himself comfortable next to Dori, Bilbo placed his hand over Dori's wider hand. “Can't find any reason for us to delay this” He murmured. “Together then?” Dori asked, tugging at the ribbon around the soft parcel. “Together” Bilbo answered. And with a few gentle tugs the ribbon was loosened, and the wrapping fell to the side, revealing the stack of neatly folded lingerie in smooth fabrics and pleasant colours.
Dori smiled, caressing the flower pattern stitching on the deep green fabric. “Would you care to show me how you will look while wearing these?” He asked, kissing the pointy tip of Bilbo's ear. “I can do that” Bilbo answered, lifting the pair of small-clothes from Dori's exploring fingers. Standing up he tugged playfully at Dori's beard. “Would you give me a hand?” He asked, indicating the lacing to his trousers. “Naturally” Dori said, standing up to put one hand on Bilbo's behind, while his other hand unlaced Bilbo's trousers. Pushing the garment down Bilbo's hips and tights, Dori smiled softly as his hobbits half-hard cock was revealed. “Exited?” He whispered, lifting Bilbo's shirt to kiss his belly. “Quite” Bilbo murmured, lowering his hands to feel his own growing excitement. Under Dori's appreciative gaze he pulled back the foreskin, exposing the sensitive head. Dori's breath stuttered. “Lovely” He said in a low voice, his own trousers growing tight. It would feel wonderful to have his own thick cock covered by soft silk very soon.
With practised efficiency Dori popped open the buttons to Bilbo's shirt, and slid it off his shoulders. Leaving his husband naked in front of him, warmed by the glow of the oil lamps. Giving Dori a kind smile Bilbo pulled on his new green silk undergarments, the soft fabric snug and comfortable against his behind and crotch. Dori leaned back against the cushions and looked Bilbo up and down, an exited glint in his eyes. “Now give us a twirl” he said cheekily, making a spinning motion with his finger, his other hand falling into his lap to caress the growing bulge of his cock. Grinning, Bilbo preformed as demanded, before kneeling in front of Dori. “Now” he said, fingers light and teasing over Dori's thick cock “Let's get you into something more comfortable” Grinning, Dori let Bilbo help him up from the sofa. “Any requests?” Dori asked, a tad breathless as Bilbo began to kiss at his neck. Bilbo hummed thoughtfully. “How about those peach ruffled ones?” he asked. “Excellent choice” Dori murmured.
With eager help from Bilbo, Dori was quickly out of his clothing. And sliding into the lovely pair of undergarments with soft transparent lavender lace fabric at the front, which framed and supported his cock and stones very comfortably, and peach coloured silk ruffles covering his bottom in the most lovely manner. He sighed contentedly, teasing himself through the smooth fabric, smiling when Bilbo's hands joined his own.
“We should go to the gardens” Bilbo said, slightly muffled against Dori's collarbone. “Now?” Dori asked, a little bemused. Bilbo nodded, his manner and look mischievous. Droi raised an eyebrow. “Lead the way then” he said, holding out his arm. Bilbo handed him his trousers. “I think it would be best for us if we got dressed first” he said with a quirk of his eyebrow.
Before they headed out the door, Bilbo popped into their bedroom, emerging while adjusting his coat. Dori gave him a questioning look. “You'll find out” was all Bilbo offered.
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The gardens were a short walk away, and one of Bilbo's favourite places in the mountain. Created on Dori's request as a wedding present for his hobbit spouse. They would not be disturbed there.
The afternoon light fell in through a natural opening in the mountain. Providing light, as well as rain for the many plants and flowers. Bilbo guided Dori towards the soft grass under the rosebushes, making him sit down and lean back among the folliage. “You know” Bilbo said with a cheeky smile. “For a dwarf, you look very at home among the plants” Dori chuckled. “I'm more then able to appreciate different forms of beauty” he said, pulling Bilbo towards him. Bilbo went willingly into the embrace, his hand placed right above the bulge of Dori's shaft when their lips met. “I would like to see you undress for me again” Bilbo whispered. “Is it me or the silk whom is to blame for your cock still being hard?” he asked. Dori unlaced his trousers, allowing Bilbo to see how the thin fabric was stretched across his prick. “I'd say it's a combination my dear” Dori murmured.
They helped each other undress, until they were down to their undergarments, drinking in the sight of each other. “You look handsome my dear” Dori whispered, his hands travelling down Bilbo's back to rest upon his silk-covered bottom. “As do you” Bilbo said. “As you always do” he said in a low voice, hands pulling Dori's undergarments away from his straitening prick. Dori sighed when his erection was freed, clenching his behind against the silk that was still covering his amble bottom. Bilbo straddled Dori's waist, pulling his undergarments to the side to let Dori's cock slide against his exposed hole. “I intend to ride your thick cock master dwarf” he stated. “Unless you have any objections?” Dori chuckled. “None at all” he said.
Bilbo reached for his coat, pulling a vial of lubricant out of the pocket. Dori grinned. “Oh, I see you planned to take me here only to fuck me?” he said. “The flowers are pretty, but you're more interesting to me tonight” Bilbo answered, letting the oil run down Dori's shaft. Shifting position, Bilbo guided Dori's cock to his hole, and with braced hands against Dori's chest he sank down slowly on his husband's thick shaft. “Wonderful” Bilbo breathed out, His hole stretched fully around all of Dori's girth and length. Taking a firm grip of Bilbo's thighs, Dori lifted Bilbo nearly all the way off his cock, and slowly lowered him back down, his muscular arms easily handling Bilbo's weight. Bilbo grinned. “Impressive as always” he said in a breathless huff. Rolling back on his feet, he picked up the pace, riding Dori's cock hard and clenching around the thick shaft to make his dwarf groan and whimper. His grip on Bilbo's hips was rough, the outline of bruises already forming on pale skin.
There was nothing but panting for breath, and the sound of skin meeting skin, and the rising bush in Dori's cheeks signalling how close he was to orgasm. “Not yet” Bilbo panted, sweat running down his temple. Slowing down his pace, he leaned down and kissed Dori soundly. “I will make myself come with your cock deep inside me” he murmured. “But you will have to wait a little” Dori groaned, one hand at the base of his prick to still his need. “Aye dear” he whispered hoarsely.
Tossing back his pearl-decorated curls, Bilbo picked up the rhythm again. Dori's prick brushing over that nerve inside him with every other thrust, making his pleasure coil hot and tight. He was so close now. With lightly shaking hands, Bilbo guided Dori's hand to his straining cock. “Give us some help dear” he groaned, Dori's large warm hand stroking him with familiar skill. “Nearly there” Bilbo moaned “Nearly there now” He tightened around Dori's prick, swearing under his breath as sweat dripped into his eyes and down his face. “I-I think I'm, I'm going to, n-now” he whimpered, very close, but not quite there. “Oh bugger it” Bilbo huffed, setting a rough pace to finish himself off proper. His hole tight around Dori's prick, he spilled his release over the dwarf's belly and chest. Legs a little sore he pulled himself of Dori's prone form, smiling down at the flushed and needy dwarf. “I brought something for you” He said with a coy smile. Reaching into his coat once more, Bilbo pulled out the violet glass dildo, one of Dori's favourites.
Dori chuckled softly, pulling his undergarments down to his ankles and looking at Bilbo with twinkling eyes. “I'm quite ready for that” he said huskily.
With a liberal amount of oil, Bilbo coated both the violet glass, and Dori's hole, pushing his fingers into the relaxed opening. Replacing his fingers with the blunt end of the toy, he looked up at Dori's flushed cheeks and smiled. The violet glass went in smoothly, Dori's plump behind spread around the heavy device. Bilbo caressed Dori's belly with firm strokes, the glass dildo pumping into his hole at a steady pace, the bumps on the surface stimulating Dori further. Panting and groaning Dori pulled his legs up, angling his hole just so for Bilbo to work him harder. The toy was heavy, hard and smooth inside him, and he was not able to hold back any longer. Muffling his shout of relief into his forearm, Dori came hard. Bilbo pleasuring him still with slow and deep thrusts as he rode out his orgasm, several spurts of release spilling from his thick cock.
Laying down in the grass side by side they collected their breath, Dori laughing softly and showering Bilbo with the rose petals that had fallen to the ground. Plucking a bloom from the bush Bilbo tucked in into Dori's braids before leaning back to survey his work. Judging it lovely, he kissed the tip of Dori's nose, then his lips.
Cleaning up as best they could, they redressed each other. “We need more oil” Dori said. “That we do” Bilbo answered, both of them grinning. They made their way back home, side by side and arm in arm.