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works/1283515.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      The_Hobbit_-_All_Media_Types, The_Hobbit_(Jackson_Movies)
  Relationship:
      Dwalin/Nori
  Character:
      Dwalin, Nori_(Tolkien)
  Additional Tags:
      Underage_Relationship(s), No_Underage_Sex, Swearing, Genderbending,
      Domestic, Alternate_Universe_-_Modern_Setting
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-03-08 Words: 696
****** Problem ******
by Veraverorum_(your_Mother)
Summary
     But you know what they say about me... / That girl is a problem /
     Girl is a problem / Girl is a problem problem
     Oh Baby / You so bad boy / Drive me mad boy
     That you don't care when they say about me...
     That girl is a problem / Girl is a problem / Girl is a problem
     problem
     Problem - Natalia Kills
Notes
     Hello! These are some drabbles that were getting dusty on my laptop
     since I've written them some months ago and was not sure about
     posting them.
     Even though there's an underage character in some parts, the
     difference between them is of few years, and no actual sex happens
     until everyone is of age.
     I'm not sure if more warnings are required, but if you thinks so,
     please point them out and I'll be glad to tag them accordingly :3
     Thanks to Natalia Kills and her song Problem for the inspiration
See the end of the work for more notes
As soon as Dwalin closed the motel door, key still in hand, he found himself
turned around and slammed against it.


“Goddamn couldn't ya wait even...” his words morphed into a moan as his tshirt
was lifted up and a sinful tongue started lapping at his skin, tracing the
lines of his tattoos, biting the hard flesh of his pectorals and sucking one of
his nipples while a swift hand opened the zipper of his jeans.
 
This girl was his biggest problem, but the way she faked an innocent
appearance, playing with her fiery red hair while biting her lower lip, could
have her get away with anything.

The red head descended from his breast, leaving a wet trail where the wicked
lips passed. She stopped only when she was on her knees, in front of Dwalin's
cotton covered member.


That damn tongue wriggled out of the plush lips and traced its profile on the
fabric, giving a special dedication where the tip rested – and it would be
resting for not much longer. 


Dwalin put his big tattooed hand in her fiery hairs, encouraging the minx to
work on it as only she knew how.
 
 
===============================================================================
 

When Dwalin first met Nori, she was still underage.

She was being questioned for pickpocketing, he for brawling. No doubt she would
be out before the sun rose while he would be detained overnight.


In the meantime she kept giving him the eye, appreciating his firm biceps with
dark tattooed lines as she mouthed lewd words to him.


Wonderful, now he had an admirer with daddy issues. What was legal age again
now?
 
 
===============================================================================
 
 
“I don't even know why I let you inside.”


“'cause I'm hot as fuck!”

“You're still a teenager.”


“That doesn't mean-” Dwalin put a finger on her soft lips, silencing her.
 
“That does mean everything”. He sat down on the sofa, basking in her pout from
the comfortable sit.
 
“What do we do then?!” she asked, upset.
 
“There's always cuddling” Dwalin lifted up one of his strong harms.


Nori slipped towards him, wiggling her thin hips in a last attempt to seduce
him.



Not seemingly affected by the act, Dwalin patted the space next to him, but
Nori veered at the last moment to sit on his lap.
 
She was still pouting when he hugged her, to spend all night cuddled up on the
sofa, just making out.
 
 
===============================================================================
 
 
Nori was lounging alone on the sofa in Dwalin's apartment.
 
She had soon got bored after the man went out for work, but he had reprimanded
her more than once for her shoplifting-troublemaking behaviour when outside
alone, so she remained in the place she almost called home, alone and bored.
 
She had already read all the (few) books that were there, and she was not a
great cook (the food-task was left to Dwalin and his superior skills in the
matter).
 
Paddling around, Nori entered in the bedroom. There were yesterday‘s clothes
scattered around.; and maybe the clothes of the previous day. Some previous
days even.
 
She picked up a pair of boxers and sniffed them. Absolutely not clean!
 
Nori decided that she could as well do the laundry, since she was restricted
from the outside till she behaved better.
 
With all the clothes in her arms, she walked to the washing machine.
 
As she was putting a pair of jeans inside, she noticed the jumper Dwalin was
wearing yesterday. The one she had gifted him for his latest birthday. So soft.
 
She picked it up. It still smelled good. Dwalin's scent permeated it and Nori
could not refrain from putting it on.
 
She felt like being cuddled by that bear of her man. Ok, that jumper didn't
need to be washed.
 
Starting the cleaning cycle, she left the room to go in search of something
else to keep herself busy.
 
Her eyes slipped on a mirror and her figure reflected in it. The neckline was
too big and slipped down on one shoulder. What a sexy view she made! Yes, that
could be a nice welcome back for Dwalin. Nori wearing only his jumper.
 
And then there would be a nice lovely dinner made by her own expert hands.
 
End Notes
     Hope you had fun reading.
     If you want to talk more about The Hobbit or whatever you prefer, or
     prompt fic, you can find me here veraverorum.tumblr.com
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