[ It's all really lovely and Molly's relaxing under Fjord's touch, the gentle kisses and touches exactly what he needs. He's a touch-based creature, giving claps on the arm, forehead kisses and a hand at the back every day of his life. He's happy and actually feels like he might be able to just squash all the stupid anxiousness down and just let this be something nice.
Then Fjord says that and the tiefling stiffens under the gentle touch, pushing back away from his bedmate with wide red eyes. He sits up, out of the bed with a somewhat wobbly gait, tail swishing like he's angry. ]
You... you think you're... Fjord we fucked.... we fucked twice how... fuck.
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Then Fjord says that and the tiefling stiffens under the gentle touch, pushing back away from his bedmate with wide red eyes. He sits up, out of the bed with a somewhat wobbly gait, tail swishing like he's angry. ]
You... you think you're... Fjord we fucked.... we fucked twice how... fuck.
[ Terrified, he turns for the door. ]