#reader x dwalin

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An Unprecedented Storm (Pt. 2)

The following morning everyone gathered around the campfire, starving for breakfast. Across the campfire, Dwalin, Thorin, and Balin could be seen suddenly laughing and falling over the log, with a red faced Dwalin getting up and walking away.

"Oh - Come on Dwalin, we want to know!" They howled, eager.

"What Merlins Beard is going on with you two?" I said, assuming the worst.

"Don't play coy with me Dakota! I saw what happened in there this morning!" Thorin laughed.

"...and how is that any of YOUR business? You're the one that decided to walk in, not even asking for a response!" I yelled angrily.

That startled the whole company. No one ever yelled at anyone here, specifically Thorin.

"Well, the storm is coming back around tonight, maybe you'll be even cozier!" Thorin said.

"Yes, after I shove a boot up your ass Thorin! Not to mention, at least DWALIN has someone at night, I cant say the same thing for you!" I called, walking back to the kitchen area of the camp.

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The darkness of the night came with uncertainty, of the Orcs around us, and the idea of sharing the same tent with Dwalin after the previous night. I nervously walked out of the lake by our tent after a quick bath and changed clothes.

As I walked up to the tent, I gathered my nerves, and courage for the night. Dwalin had already laid out both of our bed rolls and curled up on the leftmost side of the tent.

I took my hair out of the small towel that I packed and laid down beside him.

"Dwalin." I meekly whispered

"Hm?" He said, rolling over to meet my gaze.

"What did you think about this morning? I didn't get a chance to ask you about it." I stated, my body shaking from uncertainty.

That's when I heard him sit up in the tent, and then his body hovered over mine, his beard grazing over my jaw.

"I wish Thorin hadn't walked in this morning, Ghishvel."

Hearing his voice spread chills throughout my body, the proximity of space between us shrinking as he laid on top of me, pressing soft kisses to my neck.

I took his face in my hands and moved his face up to mine, pressing a firm kiss on his lips.

While the storm raged outside out our tent. I found comfort in his arms, who knows what will happen.

(I haven't written smut before...but I guess I could try. Anyways unless anyone wants it, here is the next part!)

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The night fell over Beorns house, everyone wrapped up in the barn, happy to have a somewhat peaceful night to get away from the Orcs.

I, however, laid awake with restless eyes. I wandered what the following weeks would have in store for the company as we crept closer to the mountain known as Erebor. Flashbacks of our previous perils entered the back of my mind, keeping me from sleep.

My thoughts weren't helping, so I crept out of the barn, cautious not to wake anyone. My eyes became glued on the springs nearby, Beorn told us they would be for bathing if we desired.

I trekked over to them and peeled the clothes off of my body, anxious to clean up and get on some fresh clothes.

The springs welcomed me with open arms, and hot water. I took my hair down and dove underwater to rid my hair of dirt and grim, scrubbing ferociously.

When I came up out of the water to catch my breathe, I heard someone else in the spring beside mine. I looked over, curiosity getting the better of me.

I saw Dwalin.

From the waist up, he was naked.

Completely. Naked.

I cowered down behind one of the rocks, careful not to let him know I was peeking.

Luck, however, was not in my favor. It turns out Dwalin decided to get into the spring I was in.

Oh. BOY.

When he entered the water he too noticed I was in the water.

"Lass, I-" he said dumbfounded and red in the face.

We both looked at each other embarassed.

"D.....dwalin, its....fine, if you want me to leave you to your bath I will." I said, completely unaware of what to do.

"No no, lass it's fine I won't take advantage of ye. We can share te spring if ye'd like." He said turning around and looking the other way.

"Ah, if that's okay with you, I am comfortable" I said, breathing easier.

We spent the next few minutes talking about the journey, and the expectations of what the next few weeks would bring.

My eyes shifted towards his tattoos and scars, earning a laugh from him.

"Curious one are ye?" He said

"I-I'm so sorry! I haven't ever seen them so it's a little hard not to stare!" I said turning around, embarassed.

"It is fine lass, come here." He motioned towards the spot beside him.

I waded through the water and plopped down beside him. Dwalin proceeded to point to all of the scars he had, and told me where he got them.

"Tis been a rough life, and the tattoos are symbolic of the battles and friends I've shared with." He stated.

"May I touch them?" I said nervously.

"Only if you're gentle." He stated, making me red to the face.

My fingers traced the scars along his arms, I moved up to the one on his neck. The scars seemed so rough, yet Dwalin remained gentle, at least to me.

"Ah lass, yer gonna get to me doing this." He mumbled into my ear

When I heard those words, everything seemed to happen so fast. Dwalins body was pressed on mine and my face went into the crevace between his neck and shoulder.

"Dwalin." I breathed

"' 'm I joined you tonight Dakota." He breathed into my ear.

@fentah

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Dwalin x reader prompt ideas? Anyone?

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Orcs.

After the enormous hoard of orcs came barreling down the hill after us, it was our only option, to fight. I grabbed my sword out of its sheath and sprung to action.

I dodged orc after orc, slicing off limbs. As I snuck around the board, I noticed a very alarming scene. Dwalin had been cornered by several of the elite Orc warriors and struggled to hold his own against them.

The axe of the Orc went up into the air, getting ready to hammer down on Dwalins body as he was held down by another Orc.

I gathered all of my courage and ran towards him, rage swelling in my body.

I lunged for the orcs neck that held him to the ground and cut off his head. Next I put myself between the Orc and Dwalin, taking the blow from his axe. I looked down to find a massive cut down my arm from where it grazed me.

I bandaged up the wound as best I could and ran after the few Orcs that remained, Dwalin however, grabbed me by the other hand and shoved me into a boulder that kept me from Orc view.

After we managed to defeat all of the Orcs that came our way, we settled near a pile of boulders, close to the hot springs.

After I pitched my tent, with numerous failed attempts, I gathered around the campfire to wait for my turn to bathe, as the male dwarves were bathing first.

Footsteps came behind me and grabbed the collar of my neck, instinctively I pulled out my sword, unaware of who had grabbed me.

"Calm down lass, I need to talk to ye."

I followed him away from camp, to avoid any of the company hearing the fight that would probably ensue. Before I know it, Dwalin pushed me up against the nearest tree and gave me a angry glare.

"What TE HELL were you thinkin' lass!" Dwalin roared

"I was THINKING THAT YOU WERE IN TROUBLE. You were pinned down to the ground and he WOULD HAVE KILLED YOU!"

Dwalin continued to yell, but for some reason, that was the last thing on my mind. Dwalin was merely inches away from me, I could feel his breath on my neck. I in return, was practically digging my skin into the tree. I noticed that Dwalins shirt was ripped exposing his chest, covered in tattoos and scars.

"Are ye even listenin' lass?" Dwalin said, his voice coming back into mind.

"Wh- Sorry Dwalin, I wasn't paying attention." I admitted, red faced.

Dwalin looked appalled, and even angrier than before.

"Why aren't you listenin' I'm tryin' to be concerned here lass!"

"Nothing. Nevermind" I stated, getting more embarassed.

"Wha-" then Dwalin noticed, if any of the company came to see where we were, arguing would not be their first clue.

The situation just escalated into 'very-awkward.'

"Dwalin, I'm sorry. I didnt mean to make you angry with me, you're very important to me, I didn't want to see you get killed on the battlefield..."

Dwalin stopped and looked at me, instead of saying anymore, he kissed me. Dwalins lips slammed against mine, pushing me into the tree, with his body pressing against mine.

"Dwalin..." I said

"Shhh..." he whispered, removing his lips from mine and dragged his beard along my jaw line. The ideal place for making out with Dwalin was not in the woods, up against a tree.

But hey, this works.

(I'm going to make the next part smut. Finally gonna try it. I'm at work right now so I cant exactly do that. But here is the first part, yay Dwalin!)