[ Surprised by the forwardness (why, that's beyond him, but he is) he automatically rests a hand on Molly's waist as the other comes up to cup a cheek. The mostly-chaste kiss where mouths meet and say hello for the first time dares to taste a little of each other on both sides as he licks back at that forked tongue, slicking up those pretty plush lips to nip, pecking them better a moment later as he hums, inhaling as he lingers close.
He could sink forward and deepen the kiss but (showing phenomenal self-control) he doesn't, instead lifting his head as a smile fans out over his softened features. Fjord tastes like caramelised tiefling, sliding his hand free from a hot cheek. ]
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[ Surprised by the forwardness (why, that's beyond him, but he is) he automatically rests a hand on Molly's waist as the other comes up to cup a cheek. The mostly-chaste kiss where mouths meet and say hello for the first time dares to taste a little of each other on both sides as he licks back at that forked tongue, slicking up those pretty plush lips to nip, pecking them better a moment later as he hums, inhaling as he lingers close.
He could sink forward and deepen the kiss but (showing phenomenal self-control) he doesn't, instead lifting his head as a smile fans out over his softened features. Fjord tastes like caramelised tiefling, sliding his hand free from a hot cheek. ]
... Goodbye, Molly.