[ It's like being in an endless wave of pleasure without a beginning or end, utterly giving himself up to Fjord, trusting every part of him to the half-orc as he moves inside him like that. The bite of teeth and tusks draws a filthy sound of intense approval from Molly, and the grasp that tears more of those barely-held-together stockings makes it even better. It's slow and simmering but he's also pulled back on that cock, such a perfect angle to both keep the feeling of pure pleasure awake but not increasing enough for him to come yet.
He's not sure how it all came to this, how Fjord managed to rip down his defenses with record speed to have him fully trusting him, to feel the surge of affection and love that he had been frightened of. Things he had never even expected to ever have.
He had thought of Fjord as a distraction from his own selfish bitterness, and now this. Molly hasn't always been a nice person, a good person, but he tried. Fjord was a good person from the start, despite his own hangups and hidden depths. He was so much more and Molly is so in love. ]
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He's not sure how it all came to this, how Fjord managed to rip down his defenses with record speed to have him fully trusting him, to feel the surge of affection and love that he had been frightened of. Things he had never even expected to ever have.
He had thought of Fjord as a distraction from his own selfish bitterness, and now this. Molly hasn't always been a nice person, a good person, but he tried. Fjord was a good person from the start, despite his own hangups and hidden depths. He was so much more and Molly is so in love. ]