[ Fondly exasperated, he keeps Molly full with the fingers of one hand as he seeks out that vial, bringing it up for a closer look. Can't read it, which he expected. Fuck. Molly's a moaning, grinding mess above and who knows for how much longer, Fjord can't ignore him. He wouldn't want to, Molly looks so lovely whining with his hair tangled around his horns like that.
He pops the cork free, resigning himself to whatever the potion does to his physiology; he's suspiciously certain that it's not made for half-orcs or anyone else with fairly decent stamina, but ...
But Molly. He's so needy. ]
I'll make it feel even better, Molly. Hold on.
[ He takes a swig and stuffs the cork back in, dropping the vial aside as he licks the weirdly viscous taste off his lips, heat and magic infusing him. Fjord grits his teeth and gasps as a wave of want burns through his blood, cock starting to harden without trouble as the potion works its stuff. ]
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[ Fondly exasperated, he keeps Molly full with the fingers of one hand as he seeks out that vial, bringing it up for a closer look. Can't read it, which he expected. Fuck. Molly's a moaning, grinding mess above and who knows for how much longer, Fjord can't ignore him. He wouldn't want to, Molly looks so lovely whining with his hair tangled around his horns like that.
He pops the cork free, resigning himself to whatever the potion does to his physiology; he's suspiciously certain that it's not made for half-orcs or anyone else with fairly decent stamina, but ...
But Molly. He's so needy. ]
I'll make it feel even better, Molly. Hold on.
[ He takes a swig and stuffs the cork back in, dropping the vial aside as he licks the weirdly viscous taste off his lips, heat and magic infusing him. Fjord grits his teeth and gasps as a wave of want burns through his blood, cock starting to harden without trouble as the potion works its stuff. ]
Fffffuck.