Well, me and it are best friends now.

[ Not Molly!! Just the tail. Smirking over a shoulder, his head falls forward when Molly gets to work massaging in the oils, a few absent twitches reacting before Fjord starts to relax. Under the scars and burns, his muscles are knotted to hell. ]

Feels good, having your hands on me.

[ An understatement, it feels great. ]

I remember the last time we were in a bathhouse together, I could barely look at you.