A big cat is probably the best description for Frerin. He adores attention on his terms. He muffles a little sound against Thorin's shoulder, a slight shiver running down his back at the sensation.

It goes both ways, however. Thorin gives him attention and Frerin will give it right back. He tilts his head, his face pressing lightly against his brother's neck in order to give him a gentle nip there.

"Must I?" He huffs against Thorin's slightly damp skin.