[ Molly's all smiles and mischievousness, fingers stroking that black hair as Fjord leans in to explore what he was hiding under there. Red lace and frills, traveling over his pecs and disappearing under beautiful satin fabric lines with boning. The slight rub of a tusk draws a sinful sigh out of him, and the tiefling shamelessly rocks his hips again. ]
Baby...
[ He grins against Fjord's head, placing a kiss at the hairline and letting his hands wander to slip under his shirt.
Mollymauk Tealeaf is not afraid of making out in the dining room with a former goblin just one room away. ]
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Baby...
[ He grins against Fjord's head, placing a kiss at the hairline and letting his hands wander to slip under his shirt.
Mollymauk Tealeaf is not afraid of making out in the dining room with a former goblin just one room away. ]