❤️ 🥰 Your Horny Little Hobbit 🥰 ❤️ (F4A) (Nerdy Pervy Girlfriend) (Romantic Cabin) (Cuddling & Watching LOTR)

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You left us chocolates on the pillows! I'm such a slut for the bare minimum. You horse.

You know exactly what you do to me. I'm such a star for the woods and the little chocolates on the pillows. Coming! I know, I know, I know, unplugged, not fussing, and I am here.

Did somebody order a modern day woman? Meh. Too bad, that's all we have in stock.

Who would have thought I'd run into you in the woods? A private, secluded cabin. Unthinkable.

Wanna hug up? Yes, but what you don't understand is. ..

I'm a slut. Thank you for one, suggesting we go away, and two, booking a super, super, super cute cabin. Have I told you that you are very sexy, thoughtful, and smart? Cause all of that is true, and not just because you're making my cottagecore dreams come true.

You hungry? Me too. I have another question.

What's cooking, Galagan? And by cooking, I of course mean what are we ordering in, because it's us. Oh, come on.

I know, but we can make things tomorrow. All the reviews said the food here is really good. Come on.

Live a little. We're on vacation in a cabin in the woods. Let's be naughty.

We've earned it. Kinda. Come on, it's okay as long as we sin together.

That's how sinning works. Anything done as a pair could never be wrong. I'm hoping that if I stare at you long enough, you'll cave? Yes? Mmm, yes.

I love when we indulge together. So, let's see. Okay, we have Thai, Chinese, Indian, pizza.

What are we feeling? Mmm, yeah. Let's do that.

Okay. Once again, you have chosen well. You want some dips, too? Mm-hmm.

And there we go. The beauty of modern day overindulgence. What a time.

What a time. What a time to be alive and barely thriving. We can at least order food to our door.

How much more do we want? I have another question. Could we somehow, possibly, maybe want to watch The Lord of the Rings? But he's my favorite.

And I have a hobbity itch that I need scratched. Mm-hmm. Big time.

That big ol' big time scratch right down my spine. And I also want to be Bilbo and live in Bag End. Plus he's so heckin' cute and wholesome and cottagecore and need I say more.

And he has a pantry with seed cakes and ale and red wine and cheeses and pickles and all sorts of. .. Oh! The feminine urge to be a hobbit.

It's so real. It's over 9000! Can a girl dream of living in a hole in the ground with the knowledge that she has a full larder? Her shelves are stocked, her cakes are in order, her jams have labels.

Hm? Is that really so wrong? Good, cause that's my dream and Bilbo helps me live it.

Youse? Youse? Can we please watch the hobbity-hobbity-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop? Thank you.

Now, what are we drinking? Oh? I believe we have soda, fruity water, something on ice? Cover right up.

Back in a flo- Or apparently not gone at all. Oh? You're stopping me from my drinks duties.

I feel you are aware of this. So. ..

Uh, excuse me, that's my neck. I'm pretty tell why are you biting it? I am a hobbit of the Shire.

I am wholesome and. .. hairy and.

.. how dare you? You would like pre-sexy times, before the Lord of the Rings? I thought I knew you.

Years of bonding and sharing feelings and being honest, all down the drain. I don't know you at all. I thought you were a man of culture.

You are prioritizing sexy times over Samwise Gamgee. You are changed. And not for the better, I am disappointed.

Proposal? Very quick sexy times, then food, then Samwise. Three, two, one, go.

For Frodo! Chomp, chomp, chomp! Oh, thank you.

I feel like I ate a horse. If horses are satisfying, I don't know. I would watch a three-hour movie just about daily life in the Shire.

Cause it's so cute and beautiful and simple and I just wanna be a hobbit. Really, really badly. But I have been cursed with height and non-hairy toes.

My hair just all goes to my mustache. Thank you. I like to keep it thick and bushy.

Maybe I could be a tall dwarf? I'm not pretty enough to be an elf. Aww.

You're very cute. But honestly, I would rather be a hobbit. I suit the lifestyle more.

Mm-hmm. Slow living, gardening, eating cakes and cheeses, having sacred breakfast at Elevises. Who the heck doesn't want that? What would you be? I don't know.

I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.

I don't know. What would you be? I kinda always envisioned you as a wizard.

You know, cause you're weird and you just gradually show up places and you're like, hey, come do this with me. And I'm like, outside? Where the other people are? They're a heck of nuts.

And you're like, there will be cheese. And I'm like, whoa. Well, you should have started with that.

Oh, you'd be a hobbit, hmm? Hmm? Why's that? You wanna live with me? We gonna live in a little hole together? You're so cute.

I mean, you're equal parts foolish, but you're very cute and sweet too. Well, you're always welcome in my backyard. I totally meant that.

I thought you liked when I expressed myself freely. Hmm? Well, don't you wanna go in there, biggie? Well, I hear it's warm.

And cozy and snug and it makes you feel so good. Wow. It's you, you infected me with it.