[ He hides in the nape of curly hair that smells wonderfully like Molly, slowly returning to earth and feeling wholly embarrassed by his display when he absolutely hadn't intended to be so honest about how much he wanted him. His cheeks burn at the compliment. ]
Same goes for you.
[ Fjord runs a palm from waist to ass, easing out with a grunt. Still, he remains on top of him, hugging the tiefling in a bid to remain happily braindead a little longer. ]
You, uh. After this, do you want to sleep in my bed tonight? We kind of ... ruined yours.
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Same goes for you.
[ Fjord runs a palm from waist to ass, easing out with a grunt. Still, he remains on top of him, hugging the tiefling in a bid to remain happily braindead a little longer. ]
You, uh. After this, do you want to sleep in my bed tonight? We kind of ... ruined yours.