[ The way he kisses him like that, like he's priceless, tugs on Molly's heart so hard that he feels it might tear with all the emotions. Things that he usually didn't have to deal with while also being fucked so well that he couldn't think.

The new position is wonderful, and he keeps eye-contact with Fjord as he starts to move on that cock, just a few unsure, testing movements before he turns it nice and deep again. He can feel all of that shaft in him, the amazing way it hasn't flagged the slightest and how the textures keep every nerve alive with the way they differ along the cock. ]

Don't apologize for it, baby. I love it. I love that you want me so much.

[ He cries out a bit as that new, harder thrust is added, but he's smiling rather than in protest, hungrily meeting it and whining softly as his tail is grabbed. Stroked with all that seed painting lavender skin, his own cock twitches as it tries to fill again. ]

I want it, I want all of you. I want to be feel it drip down my legs tomorrow when I get up and know I'm yours.