[ A nonsensical kernel of jealousy knots in his chest when he thinks of other people touching Molly, not just like this but in general. Especially like this, sure. He can't take his eyes off the way Molly carelessly undresses like he has all the time in the world, unhurried and beautiful, now making him regret saving those incredibly long boots that take forever to remove.
Fjord is only dimly aware of kneading the line of his cock where it strains against his half-opened pants. His mouth fucking waters, watching. ]
I can calmly and rationally say that I hate every single one of them.
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Fjord is only dimly aware of kneading the line of his cock where it strains against his half-opened pants. His mouth fucking waters, watching. ]
I can calmly and rationally say that I hate every single one of them.