[ He laughs, wrapping his arms around Fjord when the man squishes him into the mattress. Meeting that kiss, he even preens a little bit at being called a lush - like it's a compliment.
Then he suddenly cannot see Fjord any more, and how terrible that is. He can feel though, and it's a lovely game of trying to guess what the half-orc is doing. Molly's pleased sighs tell that Fjord is on the right path, teasing with those sweet kisses and the press of those lovely tusks.
The tiefling paws a bit at the blanket, trying to reach something nice to touch and show his appreciation. ]
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[ He laughs, wrapping his arms around Fjord when the man squishes him into the mattress. Meeting that kiss, he even preens a little bit at being called a lush - like it's a compliment.
Then he suddenly cannot see Fjord any more, and how terrible that is. He can feel though, and it's a lovely game of trying to guess what the half-orc is doing. Molly's pleased sighs tell that Fjord is on the right path, teasing with those sweet kisses and the press of those lovely tusks.
The tiefling paws a bit at the blanket, trying to reach something nice to touch and show his appreciation. ]