[ Fjord is destroying him. The man is finding all of his sweet spots and seems determined to just fuck all the insecurity and worry out of Molly and make him scream and claw into the bedding instead. Every thrust is making his head float and he can barely think anymore, the fear of showing this weaknesses melting away with each drag of that perfect cock.
No more sleeping around, Fjord says possessively, and it's like the half-orc is hammering the nail in just where Molly is the most uncertain, the most flighty and defensive. He's being fucked like they're sealing some kind of deal; that he can have Fjord dick in him as long as he admits to be his. Could he do that?
I only want what you can give, he said just a day ago. Molly doesn't know what he can give, but he knows that he doesn't want this to end. He wants Fjord's hands on him, he wants to touch and to hold and to kiss and to be fucked into the mattress at nights. Not just this night. ]
Please... please don't stop! I want this. I want you.
[ He can't promise love and forever, but he can give everything else. ]
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No more sleeping around, Fjord says possessively, and it's like the half-orc is hammering the nail in just where Molly is the most uncertain, the most flighty and defensive. He's being fucked like they're sealing some kind of deal; that he can have Fjord dick in him as long as he admits to be his. Could he do that?
I only want what you can give, he said just a day ago. Molly doesn't know what he can give, but he knows that he doesn't want this to end. He wants Fjord's hands on him, he wants to touch and to hold and to kiss and to be fucked into the mattress at nights. Not just this night. ]
Please... please don't stop! I want this. I want you.
[ He can't promise love and forever, but he can give everything else. ]