[ The more they kiss, the deeper and more urgent their tongues meet and hotly chase each others mouths, the more Mollymauk realizes this isn't a new thing. It went deeper than that, something Fjord had definitely been denying himself. Molly had written it off as the half-orc was straight, but it seems it was just a bad headspace. Something unlearned while he was six-feet-under.
He moans softly against those lips as Fjord grabs his hair like that, arching in closer and shamelessly pushing their bodies together even more. Definitely a turn-on. ]
How long... have you wanted this?
[ Molly whispers against Fjord, hands roaming over that broad chest. ]
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He moans softly against those lips as Fjord grabs his hair like that, arching in closer and shamelessly pushing their bodies together even more. Definitely a turn-on. ]
How long... have you wanted this?
[ Molly whispers against Fjord, hands roaming over that broad chest. ]