[ His fingers are pulled out and replaced with that cock and Molly gasps, feeling it push into him and spreading him open like that. Each of those blessed textures makes his nerves sing with pleasure and Molly makes such pretty noises for Fjord as the half-orc bottoms out inside of him.
Splayed wide and at Fjord's mercy, he arches his back as his neck is touched, the scarred skin extra sensitive there since it was where he most often cut himself in battle. He meets the kiss hungrily, grinding back against Fjord like his life depended on it.
Oh, he's desperate, out of his mind with need but also something deeper and strange that he's still trying to deal with. Like this, though, he feels like he's home, and isn't that the most ridiculously wanton thing? ]
Me neither. Gods, Fjord, me neither. It's... it's so much better.
[ Not only because he trusts the man, fights with him, bleeds with him. This is a crush and he fell really fast. ]
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Splayed wide and at Fjord's mercy, he arches his back as his neck is touched, the scarred skin extra sensitive there since it was where he most often cut himself in battle. He meets the kiss hungrily, grinding back against Fjord like his life depended on it.
Oh, he's desperate, out of his mind with need but also something deeper and strange that he's still trying to deal with. Like this, though, he feels like he's home, and isn't that the most ridiculously wanton thing? ]
Me neither. Gods, Fjord, me neither. It's... it's so much better.
[ Not only because he trusts the man, fights with him, bleeds with him. This is a crush and he fell really fast. ]