[ His breath stutters as Molly swaps his tongue for a harder digit, lips parting on a gasp. Fjord's knees widen as he tells his body to relax, using the sight of Molly to keep him aroused; it's a compelling view. He blushes green under the weight of those bright red eyes, reaching for him, the only problem being he's too far away. ]
Come here, lie down with me while you d-do that. Please?
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Come here, lie down with me while you d-do that. Please?
[ He misses the heat and weight of that body. ]