And this is the beauty of their relationship. Frerin might be a dirty cheat and a terrible tease, but Thorin gets him right back, drawing everything out like this in such a way that has Frerin panting and writhing with desire. Hips arch up, heels digging into the dirt and toes curling slightly inside his boots.

"Thorin please," he gasps out. He knows how much Thorin loves to hear him and so he doesn't keep himself quiet. He's still teasing, and Frerin whimpers. "I want...oh, Thorin, I want your mouth..."