Date: 2013-06-13 01:25 am (UTC)
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"Do not play coy, you know what you do to me..." Thorin gives a rough nip at the base of Frerin's throat. Fingers ruck up his brother's shirt, trying to get it over his head and off.

"You can feel for yourself how much you excite me." He's not completely hard yet, but those little nips from earlier, Frerin, oh how that got him started. It didn't take much, but it was more about Thorin controlling himself, he had to quite a bit back home. It didn't help that Frerin was an insufferable tease either, but when he knew he could have him, that it was safe to, Thorin did not waste his time.
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