A short little thing to say Happy Valentine's to all the lovely people who read and comment or show their love for this story (and obviouslyRR&R). I appreciate it so much, thank you!

/ / / Better Than Scones \ \ \ Follows Chapter 27 of RR&R – An Interlude To Catch A Thief

"But what about the scones?"

"The door is locked, the scones are safe," Thorin said and Bilbo felt as though he were being stalked as he started to back away from Thorin. His knees hit the bed and Bilbo knew he had been caught. So he climbed up onto the bed and pulled Thorin in for a lovely kiss.

Thorin began to undo the buttons down the front of Bilbo's shirt, no, his shirt. The sight of the hobbit wearing Thorin's shirt made his cock throb. Thorin rubbed himself against Bilbo's thigh as he trailed down the slowly opening shirt with his mouth and teeth. He made sure to leave some marks, stopping between the muscles of Bilbo's pectorals to suck at the hobbit's soft, silky skin until Bilbo writhed underneath him and clutched at his hair. When Thorin pulled away there was a brilliant red mark on Bilbo creamy skin.

"Are you marking my skin, King Thorin?" Thorin thrust down against Bilbo without a thought. "Oh, do you like that?"

Thorin nodded and continued down until he reached Bilbo's belly button, he swirled his tongue there and nipped at the skin below. Thorin didn't undo the rest of the buttons, leaving Bilbo's hardness hidden from his view even though it was tenting the shirt, Thorin's shirt. Thorin tucked his hand under the material and cupped Bilbo's scrotum, he rolled his balls in his hand, watching his movements under his own shirt while he was touching Bilbo and felt a great swell of need. He dragged his eyes away and looked at Bilbo's face. The hobbit had his face twisted away from Thorin and buried in the dwarf's pillow.

Thorin moved his fingers back, pressed into the space behind Bilbo's balls and made the hobbit's head flick around until he locked eyes on Thorin.

"Please, Thorin," Bilbo said and Thorin began to move his fingers in circles along that sensitive skin. Hard and then soft, firm and then barely touching. "Thorin…"

The dwarf smiled down at him and then used his other hand to wrap his shirt around Bilbo's cock and begin jerking him off. He dropped his head down and wet the material stretched taut over the hobbit's head making Bilbo jerk in his hand. Thorin sat back to watch Bilbo as he worked his cock, twisting and squeezing and never letting up on the sensitive skin behind his balls until he knew that Bilbo was close and then he cupped the hobbit's sack and massaged until the hobbit's entire body bowed and he came hard his eyes locked on Thorin who continued to work him through his orgasm.

Thorin lifted up onto his knees and began to strip his own cock. He worked himself hard while he looked down at Bilbo, laid out, spent, panting after his orgasm, watching Thorin as he jacked himself. Bilbo was still wrapped in Thorin's shirt and with a great grunt Thorin came painting the hobbit's chest with his come, Bilbo's name rolling repeatedly through his head. Thorin looked down at the mess he had made on Bilbo and felt it to his bones. He knew he didn't own the hobbit but looking at his seed covering Bilbo made him feel like he had just claimed Bilbo for his own.

"Come down here and kiss me," Bilbo said. "Now that you have made such a mess of me."

"I like you when you are a mess."

"You like it because it's your mess," Bilbo said running a finger through the come low on his belly where it was a mixture of them both. "Our mess."

Bilbo lifted the finger up to Thorin's mouth and smeared the ejaculate there. Thorin flicked out his tongue and pulled Bilbo's finger into his mouth. Bilbo moaned and bucked under Thorin. Thorin dragged two fingers from the base of Bilbo's cock up to the mark that Thorin had made earlier. Bilbo grabbed his wrist and shoved the fingers into his mouth sucking on them until they were clean.

"Fuck," Thorin breathed out watching him. His cock gave an almighty twitch but there was no way he could grow again now. Tonight…tonight he would make such a mess of them both. Thorin cleaned Bilbo off with the ruined shirt and then curled his body around the hobbit's. They couldn't sleep, they would need to rise soon and go about their days but for now he tucked Bilbo in and buried his nose in the hobbit's hair.

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Not technically Valentine's Day anymore but it is where some of you are so…enjoy!