[ Molly's an excellent hype man, but while he might have been a shill for the carnival, there were no lies about how good he was feeling right now. The warm water, the scent of vanilla, his back against marble as he was fucked right out of his mind by such a wonderful person that cared about him. Enough to say he loved him.
(He wants to say it back, but he doesn't want it to be said in the throes of passion again.)
He isn't sure if it is that, the coaxing to come from those green lips or the way Fjord was moving inside him and touching him at the same time that draws another cry from the tiefling as he hits his peak with Fjord's name on his lips. Clenching down around that perfect dick, the water turns a bit cloudy as he rides out his orgasm with weak, shaky legs and a thundering rhythm in his heart. ]
Fjord! Gods, please use me, come for me, I'm yours!
[ He says in a slightly pointed ear, holding on for dear life. (It's not 'I love you', but it is close.) ]
You can fuck my throat afterwards.
[ A promise for that orcish second load, delivered with a dizzy smile on his wrecked features from being thoroughly ravished. ]
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(He wants to say it back, but he doesn't want it to be said in the throes of passion again.)
He isn't sure if it is that, the coaxing to come from those green lips or the way Fjord was moving inside him and touching him at the same time that draws another cry from the tiefling as he hits his peak with Fjord's name on his lips. Clenching down around that perfect dick, the water turns a bit cloudy as he rides out his orgasm with weak, shaky legs and a thundering rhythm in his heart. ]
Fjord! Gods, please use me, come for me, I'm yours!
[ He says in a slightly pointed ear, holding on for dear life. (It's not 'I love you', but it is close.) ]
You can fuck my throat afterwards.
[ A promise for that orcish second load, delivered with a dizzy smile on his wrecked features from being thoroughly ravished. ]