[ The feeling of his dick being cradled by those tusks as Fjord sucks him is wonderful rather than worrying, because it's so undoubtedly him, and Molly is definitely enjoying himself. He's not as loud as he usually is, still a little weak from yesterday, but he's flushed and happy, watching his lover with softness and heat.
He closes his legs a little around Fjord's head, supporting him as he's trying to not push his hips up, wanting to draw this out for as long as the half-orc feels like. ]
Oh, Fjord, baby I'm yours...
[ He technically said 'I love you' earlier, even if it was a bit of work-around, but he meant it. Molly understands why he was so terrified of his feelings before, and how right he feels right here. Where he belongs. ]
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He closes his legs a little around Fjord's head, supporting him as he's trying to not push his hips up, wanting to draw this out for as long as the half-orc feels like. ]
Oh, Fjord, baby I'm yours...
[ He technically said 'I love you' earlier, even if it was a bit of work-around, but he meant it. Molly understands why he was so terrified of his feelings before, and how right he feels right here. Where he belongs. ]