[ When the world comes back it's too bright to see much and Molly's face is mashed in close as he kisses Fjord over the cold sting of his scimitars, so it makes little difference. He dispels his sword and runs his hands up the slinky hips before him, spreading his hands around the curve of an ass. ]
Next time I'm Eldritch Blasting you, you sneaky bastard ...
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Next time I'm Eldritch Blasting you, you sneaky bastard ...