[ Molly doesn't want to move at first, just taking in everything. Their bodies, sweaty and sticky and wonderful together. The way they both try to catch their breath. He can feel Fjord's heartbeat travel through his own veins, a steady hum of closeness and pleasure that is drawn not only from what they just had done.
He's happy.
Molly lifts his head a bit and kisses a tear from Fjord's face. Another is ghosted by an ear before he arches and gently withdraws from inside the half-orc's body. This time when he lies down on top of the other man, he snuggles close, burying his face into those pecs. ]
Here lies Mollymauk Tealeaf, lovingly fucked out by a holy man.
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He's happy.
Molly lifts his head a bit and kisses a tear from Fjord's face. Another is ghosted by an ear before he arches and gently withdraws from inside the half-orc's body. This time when he lies down on top of the other man, he snuggles close, burying his face into those pecs. ]
Here lies Mollymauk Tealeaf, lovingly fucked out by a holy man.
[ He mumbles against the skin, chuckling. ]
Are you okay, love?