Open RP Post

[devilstongue]

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[halforc]

[ He's caught up imagining Molly in all sorts of illicit undergarments when his knees are spread and Fjord covers his face with his hands. He flops back and laughs, embarrassed as he bites his lip. ]

That was different! And you're the first to do this.

[ Even though it feels nice, being taken care of, and the tension slips from him as he relaxes, peeking through his fingers. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Oh, that's cute. That little lip bite and the peeking. Adorable. ]

It's wholly selfish. I love touching you.

[ Molly says with a grin, finishing cleaning him up and then pulling away the sheets. ]

New ones or should we run away?

[halforc]

[ He's going to be the same shade of green all over before long. ]

Run away. Is your room okay?

[ It's all roses until he sits up and whimpers, wincing and freezing in place. Oh. Oh!! ]

Nngh, fuck. Gods, what did your dick do to me, hah. Oh, I hate you.

[ The twinge goes up his lower back and he puffs out a breath, gathering his composure through stifling his laughter because Molly absolutely does not deserve to see it. ]

[devilstongue]

It should be good, I paid the maids a lot for our debauchery.

[ He sits up as well, and then gives Fjord a self-satisfied smirk when the half-orc complains. ]

Mmmhm, you know you love my dick.

[ He does rub Fjord's lower back a little bit, though, apologetic despite his words. He should probably have put more time on stretching and not gone so hard. ]

I'll massage your back in the morning as a treat.

[halforc]

[ His swat a cross the back of Molly's thighs fails when he stumbles, catching himself with a hiss that tries to act super casual about the fact he got fucked five ways from sunday and is now trying to move like normal. ]

Good, I'll hold you to that.

[ He finds his breeches and tugs them on, not bothering with a shirt. He'll lose the pants as soon as he and Molly are alone again anyway, it's just running the gauntlet of the corridor hemmed in by the doors of their friends' rooms that is the challenge. Before they leave, he holds out a hand for him to take. ]

United front, in case of any complications?

[devilstongue]

[ Molly pulls his coat on to cover most of himself, slinking up next to Fjord with a grin. He'll apologize more in the morning for the sore ass, but right now they have a mutual goal of getting into a soft, clean bed. ]

You and me against the world, darling.

[ He hooks his arm with Fjord's and opens the door, peeking out before pulling the half-orc with him towards the other room. He's two steps from the door when Beau's voice comes from another room. 'Fucking hell you two! Get a gag!']

[halforc]

[ He's still melting internally from the comment to mind much when Beau shrieks at them through the wall, the creak of their footsteps a dead giveaway. ]

I have one, we're moving rooms so I can fit him in my mouth again!

[ Fjord grins and escorts Molly down the corridor, emboldened by having him on his arm. The Monk's yelling is a mess of rage and indignation, well-earned. ]

Goodnight, Beau!

[devilstongue]

[ He breaks into giggles at that, laughing as they get into the room and Beau's protests are a little muted. Molly shucks his coat at once, draping it over a chair and stands there, naked and relaxed in Fjord's room.

This was... this was perfect. He's not as scared any more. Worried, yeah, but not frightened and about to bolt. He's happy.

Molly stretches, every little kink pulled loose, and then he flops into the bed like an oversized cat. ]

Come here, baby.

[halforc]

[ His breeches do go flying the second the door is closed and locked. The sight of Molly spreading out like a luxurious pet makes him smile, crawling up the bed in between those alluring legs to hem him in on bent arms and kiss him deeply, unhurried as he soaks up the feeling of their naked bodies plastered together in a warm, clean bed.

Fjord is more than sated enough to trail his mouth down the unblemished side of a throat, lapping at scars as he goes. ]

Every other person [ murmuring in between hot kisses, ] who has touched you here, I'm going [ nipping! ] to drop a Barlgura on their head.

[devilstongue]

[ He kisses back with simmering, lazy heat, spreading out greedily over the bed and running fingers through Fjord's soft hair. Molly nibbles at that lower lip and then makes a pleased hum as those kisses wander to his scars. ]

Hmm... you'd have to drop most of those barlguras on me, love. [ Molly laughs again, loving the feel of those nips and the press of those tusks. ]

At least I think so. I had most of them when I woke up as me.

[halforc]

[ Snorting against Molly's skin, he picks up on what makes him squirm the most and uses his tusks to rake lightly down his chest, framing a nipple in each pass as his tongue drags a wet line up the middle.

'I had most of them when I woke up as me.'

And then Fjord plants a soft kiss over Molly's heart, because damn. ]

I'm sorry you had to wake up like that.

[devilstongue]

[ He laughs again, squirming under Fjord at the sensitive places and pleased sighs at the tease around a nipple. His tail swishes underneath them, pulling free from underneath their bodies and curling around one of the green thighs.

Molly smiles and strokes that salt-and-pepper hair, placing his hand over chest where Fjord's lips had been. ]

It's okay, they make me look interesting and rugged! I quite like them, even if they were very hard to tattoo.

[ Waking up in a grave was a lot worse than any mark on his body would ever be. ]

[halforc]

I would not describe you as rugged, Mister Tealeaf.

[ He's back to chuckling, climbing up to steal kisses as he slumps at his side, wrapping up Molly in his arms. He trails a finger down a cheekbone and jaw, looking him over with an admittedly dopey amount of love. ]

Annoyingly beautiful, maybe.

[devilstongue]

[ Molly immediately preens at that. He likes being called pretty, okay? ]

Mmm... perfect. That's exactly what I'm going for.

[ He rolls up a pillow again for his neck and then buries his face against Fjord with a deeply satisfied sigh. He lays like that for a moment and then mumbles against that warm, green skin. ]

Thank you. For giving me another chance.

[halforc]

[ It's cosy and private, peaceful in a way he wasn't looking for but now doesn't think he can do without. ]

Hard not to.

[ He noses purple curls aside and plants a kiss between those horns, hands sweeping over Molly's back just for the sheer luxury touching him brings. Fjord still has no idea what Molly sees in him but he hopes he feels the same airy flutter in his chest when they're like this. ]

... Find more of that lingerie. It suited you.

[ Just saying!! ]

[devilstongue]

[ He smiles at that, relieved and so stupidly happy. There was so much about Fjord to love, and Molly hopes he can show the half-orc all of that. (He's falling too, isn't he?)

At the comment, however, he chuckles a little bit. ]

Oh, I have a collection. I'll model some of it for you later.

[halforc]

[ His toes wiggle excitedly and he doesn't feel sleepy at all, despite the slow blink of his eyes and general heaviness. No, his mind is stubbornly awake. ]

What colour is it?

[devilstongue]

[ This is a fun discussion and Molly smirks, very pleased that Fjord is into this. He's so relaxed, smooshed against that broad chest as he speaks. ]

Red. Panties, stockings, chemise. Full set in black, too. I also have several silk panties in an assortment of colors... I usually wear them when we're not on the road.

[ They don't hold up well while traveling, plus he's fairly sure he's scar some people for life if they saw him bending over. It was easier to just not wear underwear. ]

[halforc]

A chemise?

[ All of that sounds fancy as fuck but for some reason he's got a chemise stuck in his mind's eye as the sultry tool of a woman, and on Molly that would be. So powerful. He's going to try and be as real with him as possible, walking his fingers down the base of a tail as he thinks aloud. ]

Are any of these special? As in, no tearing allowed?

[devilstongue]

Uh-huh. Just that soft, slinky fabric all over here...

[ He runs his hand over Fjord's chest, over the pecs and dipping downward. ]

...to here.

[ Molly stops his hand just above the navel, grinning as Fjord asks about it. Oh, he could see that coming a mile away, and it is such a hot idea that if he wasn't spent already, he'd get worked up by the thought. ]

Hmm, it all depends on if you'll buy me new ones to replace what you tear off me.

[halforc]

[ The touch makes him shiver, too tired for a third round but enjoying the hedonistic way Molly paws at him. ]

I'll buy you whatever you want.

[ Look. Molly can bleed his gold dry for this, it's 100% a worthwhile purchase and the way Fjord responds without missing a beat underlines that. ]

[devilstongue]

[ The tiefling is so enamored and amused at the same time with Fjord's immediate reply. ]

Oh, it is definitely a deal. I'll take you with me to pick out some.

[ He would love to see Fjord's face in a lingerie store, looking at all the pretty things and imagining Molly in them. Smiling, he nuzzles in again with a soft sigh. ]

Sleep now, my darling.

[halforc]

You make it difficult.

[ But he has some very pretty images floating behind his eyelids now and Molly cosied up in his arms, so ... it's actually quite easy as he yawns, eyes closing with finality.

Third time's a charm waking up together the next morning. He gets to do it first, hands instinctively running over the tiefling in his arms and drawing him closer if they've shifted apart in the night. There's birdsong outside and the not-so distant hush of the ocean, sunshine pouring through the flimsy Chateau drapes to pick out lavender skin in golden beams. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Molly sleeps soundly through the night and keeps doing so as Fjord wakes. At the soft touches, he smiles in his doze, leaning towards him with a mumble. He's only shifted during the night so that the covers are off his infernal-heated body down to his waist, tail draped over Fjord's body but lax rather than holding.

The gentle touches does bring him back to consciousness a little, and he makes an 'it's too early' whine, wrapping one arm over his lover. ]

[halforc]

[ A caress slides down that slinky body to pet that tail, following the curve of an ass to dig his claws in a little and drag Molly in to share some of that radiating heat. He noses into a crown, lips skimming a horn. ]

Morning, baby.