[ If he had any blood left to blush with further he would, tipping his weight sideways into Molly's comforting warmth. He huffs a breathless smile and nuzzles the curve of a neck, fingertips skimming mindlessly over his lover. ]
You can ... do whatever you want to me, I don't care. Whenever, whatever.
[ Laughter shakes him in place, quiet and dazedly happy in the afterglow. He remains hard, because how could he not with Molly wanting to do it all over again? Speaking of, Fjord runs a hand down between the tiefling's legs to see how he's faring. ]
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You can ... do whatever you want to me, I don't care. Whenever, whatever.
[ Laughter shakes him in place, quiet and dazedly happy in the afterglow. He remains hard, because how could he not with Molly wanting to do it all over again? Speaking of, Fjord runs a hand down between the tiefling's legs to see how he's faring. ]