Thorin saw the searching look on his nephews face, and was about to lean forward when the rather adorible mewling moan sounded from his hobbit. A rumbling laugh pulled its way out of his chest and Thorin tilted the hobbits head up so that he could look him in the eye, a smug smirk gracing the kings features.<br/><br/>"I had thought the nickname bunny abit to much for you Bilbo, but now I hear for myself the reason it was gifted to you. Perhaps that skinchanger wasnt so off when he pegged you as our company's little bunny hm"<br/><br/>Giving a quick teasing kiss to the flustered halfling, Thorin looked up at Fili, his gaze dark and smouldering with his desire for the pair of them. Reaching forward he snagged his nephew by his golden hair and pulled the younger dwarf from his task concerning the hobbit and settled him just an inch or two away from his lips. In this position Bilbo really was sandwiched between the two royals, and Thorin found himself liking the picture more and more. Locking his gaze to his nephews, Thorin leaned forward just abit, not quite to where thier lips could brush, but enough so that Fili could feel his breath ghosting over his mouth.<br/><br/>"it seems I have been lax in showing my intentions twored your involvment Fili. I shall rectify that situation now."<br/><br/>Then he pulled his heir down the last few milimeters and kissed him fiercly. The king took what he wanted, plying his nephews lips open with teasing laps at the crease of the petal like mouth and delving inside to taste and conquor. Of course he gave his nephew the chance to fight back if he so desired. But he didnt stop his attack totally. Thorin continued to stroke himself and Bilbo's cocks, noting that the halflings arousal seemed to have doubled when the two Durins began their kissing squirmish, and that gave Thorin a rather wicked idea he would test out later. For now he simply enjoyed teasing thier hobbit and snogging his nephew sensless.