[ Molly laughs, but it is quickly turned into a sigh of pleasure as Fjord palms him like that. He's quick to fully harden under that touch, spurred on by desire and the delicious feeling of the fabric rubbing against him and leaving a little wet spot in the front. ]

Mm... you'd be surprised what you can get delivered if you stick the right amount of gold in someone's hands.

[ He says, looking so proud of himself before he gently tugs that beard a bit so that he can kiss Fjord again. His tail comes to gently curl around one green ankle, steadying himself. He wasn't sure if Fjord would be into it, but it seems he definitely was. ]

I own a lot of pretty things, Fjord. Sometimes I like looking extra special.

[ For someone special. ]