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"Damn it, Smaug! Be a little more gentle! That's the third sword you've broken already!"

You were in the process of trying to teach your now all-human companion how to fight in his new body. He was much stronger than you had expected, however, and the proof of said strength was in the form of shattered pieces of metal surrounding your practice area.

"A broken sword isn't going to do you any good."

"I am truly sorry, my pet." His puppy dog expression made it hard for you to continue scolding him.

"Maybe you should just punch all of your opponents in the face. It would make my job easier."

"But not nearly as much fun!" he exclaimed, lifting you up in the air and spinning you around.

"Stop it! You can't spin your instructor!" You were trying to sound stern, but your giggling made the attempt useless.

"I can spin the true love of my existence though." As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he stopped and studied you with furrowed brows. "Do you know why I love you?"

You pondered his words for a moment before answering. The truth was you had never known why. Never even had the slightest inkling. "No."

He set you down and placed his hand over your heart, right next to the stone he had given you so many years before. "Because of this."

He must of sensed that you didn't understand because he continued. "I have never, in all of my years, met such a perceptive and caring creature. You loved your hobbit, someone most of the world overlooked, for traits the others could not see. When you looked at him, you saw his kindness, bravery, and loyalty."

He paused and closed his eyes a moment. "No one believed I could be anything more than a murderous monster. I never gave them any reason to. But after only one act of kindness, you forgave me for every wrong I had ever committed. It takes an incredible heart to do that."

"You were a dragon, Smaug. You only ever did what your kind was born to do. No matter how horrible those things were in the eyes of others, how could I ever hate you for them? It would be like hating a dog for chasing cats, or a cat for killing birds...or a person for failing to be perfect. We can only fight our instincts so much. And sometimes, even when we know they are wrong, we can't fight them at all."

At that, you grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him towards you. Standing on the tips of your toes, you reached up and kissed him firmly on the lips. He quickly wrapped his arms around you and lifted you effortlessly until your faces were at the same level.

Even though he didn't need any help supporting your weight, you wrapped your legs around his waist, while your hands found their way to his onyx hair and began gently tugging the soft locks. The two of you held onto each other as if your lives would end if you parted.

As your kisses grew more fierce, feelings and desires you throught you'd never experience again began coursing through you. You didn't care that you were in public, or that you would soon be facing the most dangerous battle of your life. All that mattered was what was wrapped in your arms, and the love and safety that he gave to you.

Unfortunately, the moment was broken by the sound of enemy horns filling your ears. Smaug set you back down on your feet and the both of you made your way to a spot where you could look out of the city. From a distance, you could see Mordor's army approaching.

"This could be the end of our world as we know it," you muttered, shivering at the thought.

Smaug reached over and gave your hand a reassuring squeeze. "This battle is a spark. A spark that will determine who will burn into ashes and who will not. And I have no intention of burning."