[ Molly rides his fingers with Fjord's name on his lips, pressing in deep and sharply drawing in air when he finds a good spot. Unlike his other private moments, he avoids it instead - wanting to get himself ready for that cock and not draw himself too close.
The half-orc's little groans are wonderful, and he whines in response, slipping another finger inside himself and rocking against it with little 'ah's repeating like a mantra. Molly's so curious to play this game - something he had no idea who would win.
When he hears his boyfriend call him back, Molly slides his fingers out and wipes his hand from lube before he walks into the living room. Hair tousled and cheeks a little purpler, his hard cock bobs a bit when he walks over to slide into Fjord's lap. He looks hungry, red eyes wandering over that familiar, wonderful body. ]
Mmm... do you want me like this or with my back to you?
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The half-orc's little groans are wonderful, and he whines in response, slipping another finger inside himself and rocking against it with little 'ah's repeating like a mantra. Molly's so curious to play this game - something he had no idea who would win.
When he hears his boyfriend call him back, Molly slides his fingers out and wipes his hand from lube before he walks into the living room. Hair tousled and cheeks a little purpler, his hard cock bobs a bit when he walks over to slide into Fjord's lap. He looks hungry, red eyes wandering over that familiar, wonderful body. ]
Mmm... do you want me like this or with my back to you?