Thorin lounges on his throne, he listens to each person in turn, man, elf and dwarf, but it's the hobbit that actually gets his true attention. The press of lips to his ear as he speaks has eyes looking to the side, his fingers tighten on the arm of his throne.
It has been sometime since they have been close, mostly due to his wounds and his recovery, and more to how busy they have all been with the restoration of Erebor. He sits up straighter, looks to those who are left and dismisses them, then looks to the halfling.
"We should not wait. Come." He has missed this, the few times they've touched, the one time they coupled. And now they could have actual privacy.
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Date: 2013-07-16 02:26 am (UTC)It has been sometime since they have been close, mostly due to his wounds and his recovery, and more to how busy they have all been with the restoration of Erebor. He sits up straighter, looks to those who are left and dismisses them, then looks to the halfling.
"We should not wait. Come." He has missed this, the few times they've touched, the one time they coupled. And now they could have actual privacy.