Thorin growled softly and dragged his nephew closer while pushing his hips back twored the hobbit behind him, his libido giving a sudden leap for joy. This was nearly perfect. The dwarf royal crashed his lips back to his nephews in a fierce kiss, tangling his fingers into the golden locks to keep the boy in place as he ground back against the hobbits now doubt aching member. Pulling back just long enough to speak, Thorin addressed his halfling and Fili.<br/><br/>"Go on then Bilbo. Prove me wrong eh? and dont you worry Fili...your time will come soon enough. youll just have to be patient for abit."