[ Sex isn't like this. Sabian was rough and thrilling, Avantika took charge of everything and they only did what she wanted to do, but with Molly things are so different it's like nothing Fjord knows was real before this. He doesn't have to listen for instructions or be moved around the other person how they want, he can plaster himself up behind Molly and nuzzle the curve of his neck while bringing him pleasure at a pace Fjord wants, and he so loves getting to learn for himself where Molly is most sensitive. When he's confident of where the tiefling's prostate is that's where he angles all his thrusts whether quickened or slow, braced up on his arms either side of Molly so that he can watch the way a pretty back arches with each roll.
Molly's beautiful, laid out for Fjord and no one else. That was what he said, only you. Seeing that tiny shell attached to one of the chains on Molly's horns earlier was also like a claim had been staked and Fjord is here for that too, so much. He kisses the eye central to an ornate pyramid between a pair of tense shoulders, lips drifting over hot lavender skin, made worse by his panting breaths. ]
No more sleeping around, Molly. Not this time. [ The bed creaks with the force of Fjord's possessive fucking, headboard banging the wall. ] Not if you want this.
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Molly's beautiful, laid out for Fjord and no one else. That was what he said, only you. Seeing that tiny shell attached to one of the chains on Molly's horns earlier was also like a claim had been staked and Fjord is here for that too, so much. He kisses the eye central to an ornate pyramid between a pair of tense shoulders, lips drifting over hot lavender skin, made worse by his panting breaths. ]
No more sleeping around, Molly. Not this time. [ The bed creaks with the force of Fjord's possessive fucking, headboard banging the wall. ] Not if you want this.