[ Molly's definitely enjoying himself despite his 'complaining', and feels like he has the upper hand until Fjord starts palming his chest and playing a little with his nipple.
Between that and his words, the tiefling feels a shiver of pleasure run though him, coiling in his gut. Add tail play to that, and he's already a little more keyed up that he intended to be.
The feeling of the warm tongue and the rougher scratch of Fjord's beard over all the scars from his accident is more than lovely, and he slides his fingers into that dark hair with a sigh. ]
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Between that and his words, the tiefling feels a shiver of pleasure run though him, coiling in his gut. Add tail play to that, and he's already a little more keyed up that he intended to be.
The feeling of the warm tongue and the rougher scratch of Fjord's beard over all the scars from his accident is more than lovely, and he slides his fingers into that dark hair with a sigh. ]
Oh, yes...