[ Molly shamelessly continues to squirm a bit in his chair, giving Fjord looks. Fuck, he's so wet that he's going to soak his pants before this meeting is over, and they're going places?? Mollymauk isn't sure he'll survive that, and he knows Fjord isn't... unless they douse him in ice somehow.
Poor baby. The pouting is reaching weapon-grade levels. ]
We're leaving right now?
[ He complains, leaning back in his chair so his tits almost pop out.
Meanwhile, Caduceus's ear flicks a bit towards Fjord, and then turns his pink eyes on Molly for a moment. ]
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Poor baby. The pouting is reaching weapon-grade levels. ]
We're leaving right now?
[ He complains, leaning back in his chair so his tits almost pop out.
Meanwhile, Caduceus's ear flicks a bit towards Fjord, and then turns his pink eyes on Molly for a moment. ]