Bilbo laughs, still catching his breath as he lifts and drops heavy braids across the dwarf's shoulders and back. His lips trail to follow but he refuses to lean too far away from Thorin's chest to get the entire length of skin he seems to want to kiss. There is a secret smile now, hidden to even himself, as Thorin traces his ear.
"Has there ever been a time that I've done anything strictly to please you?" he teases. "I ask because I want it. Not to be a dwarf but to be worthy to stay in Erebor for as long as you'll have me. Not to fit in. But to honour her. To honour you. And because it means something to you and therefore to me too. Pierce my ears. And agree to afternoon tea with chocolate biscuits."
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Date: 2013-07-21 11:57 pm (UTC)Bilbo laughs, still catching his breath as he lifts and drops heavy braids across the dwarf's shoulders and back. His lips trail to follow but he refuses to lean too far away from Thorin's chest to get the entire length of skin he seems to want to kiss. There is a secret smile now, hidden to even himself, as Thorin traces his ear.
"Has there ever been a time that I've done anything strictly to please you?" he teases. "I ask because I want it. Not to be a dwarf but to be worthy to stay in Erebor for as long as you'll have me. Not to fit in. But to honour her. To honour you. And because it means something to you and therefore to me too. Pierce my ears. And agree to afternoon tea with chocolate biscuits."
A truly hobbity compromise!