"I've got a brilliant idea. We should like make out in the snow." (someone's eggnog was spiked).
Thorin looked up from the diplomatic papers he had been pouring over in the royal study, when he heard Bilbo’s words to him. He chuckled softly when he heard his husband’s words.
He smirked at his obviously intoxicated husband, as he placed the quill back on the desk, and gave his beloved his full attention. “Aye, ghivashel? Now, I would not be averse to that idea, I would make love you to anywhere, and everywhere; but, might I ask what has brought this on?”















