[ There's something about Molly coming while on his dick that bolsters Fjord's ego through the roof, maybe it's the way he feels him ripple with tension from root to tip all along Fjord's shaft or the way he wails like he loves it and needs to tell the world, but it's always impossible to hold out long after. He's also got a habit of wringing out two orgasms in one from the half-orc so that Fjord comes way more if he gives into the sensation of fucking his beautiful needy boyfriend, which is exactly what happens when Molly spatters the cushioning and trembles as he rides out his pleasure.
Fjord pins him against the couch with a snarl and, after a few urgent thrusts, releases a wave of come to turn that tight channel even slicker, hot with his seed. He doesn't ask before leaning back, grabbing a fistful of Molly's hair, and aiming to drag him face-down into the sofa where Fjord can swap manhandling for mounting him properly, swatting that tail up so he has full access to that obliging ass where he covers him from behind to fuck with hard, artless roughness. ]
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Fjord pins him against the couch with a snarl and, after a few urgent thrusts, releases a wave of come to turn that tight channel even slicker, hot with his seed. He doesn't ask before leaning back, grabbing a fistful of Molly's hair, and aiming to drag him face-down into the sofa where Fjord can swap manhandling for mounting him properly, swatting that tail up so he has full access to that obliging ass where he covers him from behind to fuck with hard, artless roughness. ]