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You rushed into your room with Smaug right behind you and immediately started gathering up your armor. Smaug dropped the armor you had gotten for him onto his bed and turned to study you. He felt your fear and anxiety, but there was something else going on inside of you that he couldn't put his finger on.

"What is bothering you?" he asked.

"You mean besides the oncoming army of Mordor?"

"Yes."

You stopped for a moment while you tried to figure out how to ask what it was you wanted to know. What you had needed to know ever since you had first met him.

"Why did you leave Erebor for me?"

"Because I loved you."

"But you had only just met me," you said, turning to face him with tears in your eyes. "How could you have been willing to give up everything for me?"

He moved close to you so he could wipe the tears from your eyes. "Dragons recognize their lifetime mates within moments of meeting them. Everything we need to know is right there in front of us. We can tell from seeing, hearing, touching, and smelling them. You humans just overcomplicate the entire process," he added with a chuckle.

You leaned your head against his chest and smiled into it. For some reason, his answer had been a great relief to you. Smaug began to stroke your hair with one hand while he placed the other on your lower back. The physical closeness made you feel safe.

The hand that was on your head slowly found its way to your chin and tilted it up so that he could kiss you. Your hands travelled to his chest, where you could feel his raw strength through his shirt.

Before you knew it and without your lips even parting, he had gently pushed you onto your bed and was on top of you. He was supporting his weight with one arm, and his other hand was carressing your skin under the bottom of your shirt. You wrapped your legs tight around him and were pleasantly surprised to find how aroused he was. As your fingers traced over his back muscles and shoulder blades, his lips moved down to your collarbone, causing you to moan louder than you wanted to. You could feel him smirk against you in response. Just as you were about to start removing his clothes, the sound of a horn caught your attention and brought you both back to the moment.

"The war," he muttered.

"The war," was your only reply.

He helped you up and you both started putting on your armor and your weapons. When you were both prepared, he took your hand and lead you out of the room. The streets and courtyards were crowded with soldiers rushing around. The two of you were the only ones who walked to your destination. When you arrived at the city's main gate, he gave your hand a tight squeeze and gave you a loving smile.

"I will protect you, my darling," he said quietly. "You will live through this war if it kills me."

Reaching up and giving him a kiss you whispered, "No, if it kills you, then it will have to kill me too. We are bound together, you and I. We always have been, and I will not let death tear us apart. Of that I swear to you."

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You rushed into your room with Smaug right behind you and immediately started gathering up your armor. Smaug dropped the armor you had gotten for him onto his bed and turned to study you. He felt your fear and anxiety, but there was something else going on inside of you that he couldn't put his finger on.

"What is bothering you?" he asked.

"You mean besides the oncoming army of Mordor?"

"Yes."

You stopped for a moment while you tried to figure out how to ask what it was you wanted to know. What you had needed to know ever since you had first met him.

"Why did you leave Erebor for me?"

"Because I loved you."

"But you had only just met me," you said, turning to face him with tears in your eyes. "How could you have been willing to give up everything for me?"

He moved close to you so he could wipe the tears from your eyes. "Dragons recognize their lifetime mates within moments of meeting them. Everything we need to know is right there in front of us. We can tell from seeing, hearing, touching, and smelling them. You humans just overcomplicate the entire process," he added with a chuckle.

You leaned your head against his chest and smiled into it. For some reason, his answer had been a great relief to you. Smaug began to stroke your hair with one hand while he placed the other on your lower back. The physical closeness made you feel safe.

The hand that was on your head slowly found its way to your chin and tilted it up so that he could kiss you. Your hands travelled to his chest, where you could feel his raw strength through his shirt.

Before you knew it and without your lips even parting, he had gently pushed you onto your bed and was on top of you. He was supporting his weight with one arm, and his other hand was carressing your skin under the bottom of your shirt. You wrapped your legs tight around him and were pleasantly surprised to find how aroused he was. As your fingers traced over his back muscles and shoulder blades, his lips moved down to your collarbone, causing you to moan louder than you wanted to. You could feel him smirk against you in response. Just as you were about to start removing his clothes, the sound of a horn caught your attention and brought you both back to the moment.

"The war," he muttered.

"The war," was your only reply.

He helped you up and you both started putting on your armor and your weapons. When you were both prepared, he took your hand and lead you out of the room. The streets and courtyards were crowded with soldiers rushing around. The two of you were the only ones who walked to your destination. When you arrived at the city's main gate, he gave your hand a tight squeeze and gave you a loving smile.

"I will protect you, my darling," he said quietly. "You will live through this war if it kills me."

Reaching up and giving him a kiss you whispered, "No, if it kills you, then it will have to kill me too. We are bound together, you and I. We always have been, and I will not let death tear us apart. Of that I swear to you."