Their coupling is beyond good, perfect really and by the end of it Thorin is ready to drag the halfing to his bed and keep him close, snuggled under blankets and sheets. That would involve moving and right now he's not sure he can muster the desire or want to. He does circle arms around the halfling, holding him close, nose pressed into curls damp from sweat and sex.

The words asked of him don't quite sink in right away, it takes a moment before Thorin's hold on him loosens so he can look down at him.

"... Bilbo you do not have to do these things to please me. Understand that I care very much for you whether you are dwarf or hobbit." Yet fingers brush against the shell of one ear, curious how metal would look there.

"Unless this is truly what you wish?"