Open RP Post

[devilstongue]

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[halforc]

Of course you're alive. You're not going to wake up as anyone else, Molly ... [ A small smile wryly curls the corners of his lips. ] They'd have too much to live up to.

[ The smile softens, solemn as he brings Molly's hand to his lips for a chaste kiss. Molly's apologised and admitted his faults, it's only fair that Fjord does the same. ]

I've never done this before. Gone steady, or whatever. You'll have to tell me if I'm too much, or if I need to back off.

[ Wanting to give the person you love your heart is how it's supposed to be, he thinks, but then again who is Fjord to dictate the rules of any romance. He's never had one. ]

[devilstongue]

Hah! Now that is at least true.

[ He smiles a little, even if it is a bit strained. It's hard to be honest, but who else could he be honest with?

At the other words, the smile softens. ]

...me neither, obviously. I'll keep that in mind.

[ Molly squeezes that hand with his own, fingers trailing the lines of the palm again. ]

Do you want me to leave for the night?

[ He'll understand if he should. It might take time. ]

[halforc]

No, stay here.

[ It should be embarrassing how eager he is to have Molly back in his arms, the pain of the last day easing the longer he feels his touch. He's wide-awake after spending most of the afternoon asleep, but if it means he gets to bed down with Molly ... ]

Let's lie down and get some rest. Does that sound okay?

[devilstongue]

I'd like that.

[ He's been sleeping a lot as well, ut he's emotionally exhausted and also starved to touch Fjord again in any way the half-orc will allow. Smiling, Molly starts undressing and getting ready before he slides into the furs and covers with a sigh.

Surrounded by Fjord's scent, he has to force down the sudden rush of emotions again. He nearly ruined this forever, and yet here he is, suddenly feeling like he's in the right place.

Right where he's supposed to be. ]

[halforc]

[ He dumps his clothes in a pile, more concerned with sliding up behind Molly in bed and wrapping an arm around him to gather the tiefling close. Fjord buries his nose in a nape of purple curls and sighs, hot breath fanning out down a tattooed back. This is definitely where both of them ought to be. ]

How are you feeling after your bender, still sick? You didn't eat much downstairs.

[ Oh, he noticed. ]

[devilstongue]

[ He sighs, smiling as he feels that nose at his neck and the arm around him. yeah, this is perfect. A lot better than anything he was worried about.

At the question, Molly's pleased sigh turns into a groan. ]

Ugh. I'm a little queasy, but okay. A side effect of that and heartache is shitty appetite, but I should be fine tomorrow.

[halforc]

Sleep as long as you need.

[ Fjord will be there all night long, however Molly squirms and wherever they end up on the bed by morning. The beacon of warmth at his side always has the halforc snuggling in, a barrier between Molly and the need to get up and face the world.

When he wakes up far too early, Fjord closes his eyes again and lets his weight slide back against Molly in a doze. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Molly sleeps really well with that weight and warmth against his back, proving yet again how good this was for him. (Hopefully Fjord as well.) When the half-orc wakes slightly, he mumbles and wraps his tail around a leg as if to subconsciously tell the other man to stay.

A while later, he wakes up more with a groan, feeling like he has the entire Ustaloch in his bladder. Squirming loose, he sits up and then leans down to give Fjord a peck. ]

Hey. I'm not running off. I'll be right back.

[ Just to be clear. ]

[halforc]

[ He appreciates that, stealing another soft kiss before he lets Molly out of his sleepy clutches. ]

M'kay ...

[ Once he has the bed to himself, he sprawls out on his front and hugs the pillow that smells like his missing bedmate as he drifts into a sunrise-dappled nap. ]

[devilstongue]

[ He crawls out of the bed and heads off, taking a moment to clean up a little as well. Feeling better from his drug haze after some sleep and some water on his face, Molly also grabs a bit of bread from the kitchen, giving Yasha a kiss when he sees her there and then heads back. (She smiles after him, appearing a bit relieved.)

When he sneaks in again, he smiles. Fjord looks really cute, sprawled out like that, and he sneaks over to slip into the bed again. Instead of tweaking nipples this time, he sinks down on Fjord and leans his head on the man's chest as best as he can with his horns in the way. ]

Hello.

[halforc]

[ A smile worms its way onto his features as he feels one far from subtle tiefling crawling under the covers, bringing the scent of bread with him. Fjord slides his hands around Molly's waist and kneads his way to slim hips, only deigning to open his eyes a crack when he can't stand the delicious weight and scents above him any longer. ]

Where's mine?

[ Be a good bread thief and share! ]

[devilstongue]

You're lucky I got two slices.

[ He picks apart another piece and holds it out to Fjord's mouth. It's still warm from the oven, so Caduceus probably made it. ]

I'm going out later today with the girls, Jessie wanted to know where I got the sweets I gave her. Saltwater taffy is apparently a favorite.

[ He's also planning to get a thing done. ]

If I get get out of bed, this pillow is so comfy...

[ Mmm, pecs. ]

[halforc]

[ He munches open-mouthed like the half-asleep heathen he is, willing to eat anything Molly gives him at such an hour. It could be seaweed and he wouldn't question it (much). ]

If you get out of this bed ...

[ His hands slide down Molly's sides to follow his curves, the swell of his ass too far away with Molly pillowing his head on Fjord's chest but the base of that tail is fair game. It gets petted along the ridges that he knows so well, fingers curling around its length in a lazy stroke. ]

M'gonna ... go out with Deuces ... shopping.

[ Probably. See if there is any Wildmother paraphernalia or the like around in the pawn shops. ]

[devilstongue]

[ It's a good thing he's not that mean (today), the bread is nice and buttery. The idea of getting out to the bed is lessenging by the minute as he's enjoying the cuddle and Fjord's hands wandering on him. When they settle on the base of his tail and starts to stoke a bit, he mumbles his approval a few inches from a green nipple.

...right, planning their day. ]

The wildbrothers, making Nicodranas flourish. Sounds nice.

[ He's so glad that Fjord has a good connection for his powers now, and someone to help him out with that. ]

[halforc]

[ Stretching out with a grunt, he relaxes and scoops up the length of that tail to collect the spade. He brings it to his lips for a thoughtful hum, getting Molly back for being a tease. ]

Spreading our wild seed wherever we go ...

[ Molly's pillow shakes with stifled laughter, quiet in the weak morning light. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Molly's tail wiggles in that grasp, stroking over the green lips while a slit of red under heavy lids watch. It makes him stretch out more, like a lazy cat trying to cover as much of the nice warm pillow as possible. It feels so good that he could just vibrate like Frumpkin.

Then Fjord says that and he can't help the laughter that follows. ]

You're terrible. I'm telling Clay you said that.

[halforc]

[ Molly is going to have to hang onto his seat as Fjord's laughter bubbles up. ]

He's sweet, he won't get it unless you corrupt him.

[ Swatting him with his own tail! ]

[devilstongue]

[ He bounces a little bit as Fjord laughs and it just sets him off even further. Scrambling a bit, Molly flops to the side for steadier (if less comfy) ground in the bed. ]

He's delightfully sweet, I'm sure I corrupt him a little bit every time I open my mouth!

[ Oh no, using his own tail against him? That's just cruel! He snakes it around that wrist instead and tickles the spade in the middle of that hand. ]

That's cheating, love.

[halforc]

Your mouth is a hive of filth, you're right.

[ He's just agreeing! Eyeing the tail holding his wrist captive, he cackles uncontrollably as it tickles his palm and tries to tug his hand free. ]

Molly! Molly, fuck! It's early, stop, I'll wake someone up!

[ Halforc ticklish spots. ]

[devilstongue]

My, I guess I shouldn't kiss you, then. Being all filthy and all.

[ He sticks his forked tongue out at the half-orc, like a proper brat. Smirking, Molly is quite pleased to have found an exploitable weakness, even if the muscles at the very end of that ropey limb aren't strong enough to hold on if he actually wants to pull away.

Wigglewiggle. ]

[halforc]

[ His eyes narrow at that tongue, getting an idea as he glances to the tail ... and chomps it securely between his tusks, not enough to hurt but holding it firmly captive. ]

Mrrmmm ... !

[devilstongue]

[ He trusts Fjord to not actually hurt him so he's not worried about that part in their game, but the half-orc does know what tailplay does to him. Molly groans in a mix of pleasure and annoyance before he leans in to bite a green biceps juuuust enough to leave a tiny indent of his fangs. ]

Bastard.

[halforc]

Arghmph —!

[ His eyes widen as he squeaks grunts in a very manly fashion, feeling fangs jab into his arm. That's unfair! ]

Mrrehh!

[ He changes tactics and sucks hard on the tip of the spade, laving his hot tongue over the indents from his tusks and mouthing down to the widest flare, half of the thing lodged in his mouth for an impromptu, messy morning blowjob. ]

[devilstongue]

[ It's immediately Molly's turn to squeak at that hard suck at the tip, mellowing into that hot tongue on him that makes his impishness soften to a content sigh. Fjord's tongue feels so nice on that delicate cartilage, the contrast of temperatures melting him into the bed. ]

Mmmm...

[ He should ask Marion why tiefling tails are so sensitive, it honestly sounds like it would be a bad thing. (Then again, he might just be weird again.) ]

I shouldn't have shown you this, now you're have an unfair advantage...

[ Like he isn't utterly pleased by it. ]

[halforc]

[ His lips part from lavender skin with a wet smack, burying his fingers in Molly's hair to draw him in for a kiss just as dirty. They're allowed, it's before a decent hour and they've got their own room; kissing Molly like he wants to fuck him (and he does, always) is the least Fjord can do to make up for lost time.

He murmurs into the first breath they take, ]

Ask nicely and I'll put my mouth somewhere else.