[ It's all wonderful, and the new position makes him smile, leaning to the hand in his hair and gasping softly as Fjord thrusts up to meet him. Molly arches his back a bit, taking him in deeper - but then his lover says that, and the tiefling immediately realizes he's right. It's followed by a thrust in a new angle and he mewls, dragging his hands down Fjord's chest with a sinful sound on his lips.
One of those amazing ridges pressed right against his prostate this way, and it's making him shake with how overwhelmingly good it is at once.
Fuck, it really is true. Fjord had seen all his stuff. He knew exactly what he was into (aside from the fan-requested things), and this angle was going to drive him crazy. He was so damn blessed right now, Fjord had essentially read the Mollymauk-fucking handbook. ]
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One of those amazing ridges pressed right against his prostate this way, and it's making him shake with how overwhelmingly good it is at once.
Fuck, it really is true. Fjord had seen all his stuff. He knew exactly what he was into (aside from the fan-requested things), and this angle was going to drive him crazy. He was so damn blessed right now, Fjord had essentially read the Mollymauk-fucking handbook. ]