[ It's impossible to not get hard when doing the touching, either, and Molly's enjoying all the good feeling right now. Warm water, the vanilla scent, how fancy everything is... Fjord close to him, under his hands, the oil making it easy to glide over his skin. It's a low-ember arousal all through his body, smoldering but level.

He kisses by Fjord's ear, helping to loosen those tight areas with clever hands. ]

Oh, I'm getting more. I most of an arm left, and the rest of my back. Maybe my chest, too. Probably some things from our adventures.

[ At least the ones he was part of. ]

Maybe some things for the Neins. As a reminder.

[ In case he forgets. ]