[ Molly loses higher thought functions for a moment as that hand is on him, big and lovely and stroking him like that. He grabs at Fjord, hands wandering over neck and down over his shoulders and back, pushing himself closer with a smile. Fuck, he wants this so badly, and it seems right on brand for what a mess he is to have sex for the first time with his first actual boyfriend in a fucking tent surrounded by nerds.
Not super romantic.
He's so damn turned on, though, and it's almost torture when Fjord starts grabbing for the backpack and tossing things everywhere instead of touching him. It's very quickly made up for by the yank at his pants, though, and he moans shamelessly into his neck as he feels that slick wetness pushed against his hole and then slowly sinking in. ]
Yes! Fuck yes, Fjord, gods, let me...
[ He reaches for the condom and tears the package to get it out. Normally he would have at least one for every non-human-shaped cock in his wallet, so he wasn't completely new to how half-orc versions work.
It's hard for him to not just start fucking himself on that finger, but Molly's going for those pants instead. ]
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Not super romantic.
He's so damn turned on, though, and it's almost torture when Fjord starts grabbing for the backpack and tossing things everywhere instead of touching him. It's very quickly made up for by the yank at his pants, though, and he moans shamelessly into his neck as he feels that slick wetness pushed against his hole and then slowly sinking in. ]
Yes! Fuck yes, Fjord, gods, let me...
[ He reaches for the condom and tears the package to get it out. Normally he would have at least one for every non-human-shaped cock in his wallet, so he wasn't completely new to how half-orc versions work.
It's hard for him to not just start fucking himself on that finger, but Molly's going for those pants instead. ]