[ That comment definitely makes him laugh, his hands traveling down those hips to thumb at the hem of the pyjama pants. Teasing, playing with the fabric. ]
Duly noted. I'll hold you to that later.
[ Molly smirks and leans in, nuzzling the low stomach of Fjord's and looking up at him with full lashes, the red glow beneath hungry as those strong hands run through his hair and the calloused fingers slip around his horn base. He gasps sofly, pushing against the touch. ]
Yes, gods. You can hold them. I love that.
[ He quicklens his momentments, starting to slide off the pants with a hungry look. ]
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Duly noted. I'll hold you to that later.
[ Molly smirks and leans in, nuzzling the low stomach of Fjord's and looking up at him with full lashes, the red glow beneath hungry as those strong hands run through his hair and the calloused fingers slip around his horn base. He gasps sofly, pushing against the touch. ]
Yes, gods. You can hold them. I love that.
[ He quicklens his momentments, starting to slide off the pants with a hungry look. ]