"Are you sure it's what you want Briella; if it is then that is how it will be but if you desire to wait until we are married before taking that next step then we will do that" Thorin had said when she brought the subject up during one of their many private walks along the lakeside, the tallest trees she had seen since leaving Rivendell almost completely blocking out the light of the fullest moon to come that season, and while she had expected him to respond that way, Briella answered Thorin by bringing him down and kissing him passionately.

She wore the usual attire for dinner in the dining hall but when the time came to make her way to the king's chambers from her own as she wanted Thorin to be in familiar surroundings when their first night together took place, she changed into a dress that featured a cape and a hood sewn onto it to disguise her face from any curious passers-by as best she could, walking as fast as she could down the elegant hallway where Thorin sat on his bed waiting for the knock on the door to signify to him that she had arrived.

"Perhaps she's changed her mind; maybe she does wish to wait until we're legally married before we go that next step and for her it is a pretty big one" she heard Thorin mutter to himself on the other side of the oak door. She knocked three times in an uneven pattern just as she said she would, jarring Thorin out of his thoughts as he walked to the door and repeated the pattern just to make sure that it was Briella on the other side and not one of his servants playing some kind of unwanted game with their King.

Opening the door after she repeated the pattern back to him, Thorin held it as far open as he could to allow her to step in before quietly closing in behind her as she pulled the hood off her head, letting her raven hair fall free for the first time that day, and as a result Thorin was able to run his fingers through it as they stood face-to-face in the centre of the opulent room with just the faintest hint of moonlight beaming down on the two of them as Thorin gently took one step after another, closing the gap.

Both hands on either side of her impressively shaped face, Thorin lifted her head up so that he could look in her eyes as he lowered his face down and kissed her; gently at first then he added just a touch more intensity, pleasantly surprised when she slipped her arms around his neck, bringing him that much closer to her, tilting her head to the side to make it a little bit more comfortable for them as his hands left her face and landed on her waist, ensuring to not go too fast otherwise it may just scare her off completely.

She gasped slightly into the kiss as she felt Thorin's strong hands start to untie the front of the dress she had chosen to wear to pay this nocturnal visit, gently pushing the deep royal purple velvet material back off her shoulders until it formed a material puddle at her feet as she stood in front of him in only a corset that he started working on just as gently, signalling to Briella that it was perfectly fine with him if she started to remove his far simpler clothing at the same time that he was starting to intricately remove hers.

Once she was completely naked, Thorin swiftly lifted Briella into his arms and carried her the few steps it took to reach his bed, where he laid her gently on the red satin that adorned most of the room as well. "This will not go any further if you do not want it to" Thorin said in a soft tone that only she would have been able to hear but while she appreciated that he was moving at her pace, she answered him by pulling him back into the kiss with a little more fervor than even she had planned on.

Thorin literally fell onto the bed on top of her, straddling her body with his legs as he tore his shirt the rest of the way off, not really caring what the royal tailor was going to say when an order for another shirt for the king arrived for her, all that mattered was the young maid on his bed and not going any faster than she wanted him to. Sliding down a little, Thorin's kisses moved from her face and lips to her neck, finding a particular spot that proved to be her weakness, causing him to smile a little.

He paid particular attention to her naturally ample breasts while she was begging him to go further down than what he was. "Patience my dear Briella we have the entire night to reach the point of no return" he whispered in her ear as his hand played with one breast and the other pushed her hair away from her face. Accepting his answer to her pleas as the final word on it, there was a swiftest gasp coming from Briella as she found that her legs were suddenly resting on Thorin's broad shoulders, having decided to grant what she had pleaded.

"Oh my gods Thorin" she moaned, gripping the pillow under her head with one hand while the other hand was firmly locked around his head as he continued to orally devour what he quietly thought to be the most sacred and sensitive part of her body, and he couldn't help but feel at least a little honoured that she was giving her maidenhead to him, especially as he thought Thranduil's guards may have forced themselves on her to take it, but she had been quick to assuade his fears there, saying that it was Tauriel's intervention that stopped it from happening.

Grabbing the other pillow and putting it as firmly over her face as she could, Briella literally screamed into its velvety softness as she reached her first peak of the night and while she had pleaded with Thorin to allow her to return the favour, he declined, saying that her first night was and should be all about her as he gently nudged her lithe legs as far apart as he was able with his stockier ones, lining himself up with her entrance and gently pushing inside of her, moving at a slow pace so that he could guage her reaction.

Passion filled kisses muffled moans and low-volume screams of pleasure as he started up his pattern of moving in and out of her, having broken through the thin layer of skin, feeling as worse as he probably ever had for causing her pain of any kind even though both of them knew it was to be expected that one time, kissing and wiping away the tears that fell of her eyes as she adjusted to the feeling of having him buried completely inside her for the first but certainly not the last time until she assured him that she was ready.