devilstongue | Open RP Post

[ Molly chuckles at the 'honey', even if there's a little flush of darker purple for a second. He fully supports this nice idea, smiling at the excited Jester and then leaning into a kiss.

What Fjord says makes him laugh in joy, gently tugging on an ear for a better kiss. ]

You're insatiable and I love it.

[ Hard to miss that blush when they're so close. Hmm ... ]

Good.

[ He refrains from another I love you, one being enough to pile on Molly and leave unreturned for the day. He doesn't blame him for holding off saying it, just ... why bother rubbing in something with potential drama? Fjord kisses him on the cheek and listens to Jester as she bursts back into the room with a plan for the barbecue.

Which goes off without a hitch that very evening, if you discount Caleb intently cooking sausages for exactly twelve minutes and thirty seconds each before letting anyone have a hotdog. The enclosed courtyard at the back of the Chateau makes for a cosy patio where the Nein set up Marion in a blanketed chair and the grill is, after much argument, built on the stone ground instead of the grass ("Beau, you're going to set the entire fucking yard alight if you keep jabbing the coals") with Caleb taking over management of the meat side ("so that none of us are accidentally poisoned by undercooked swine, I will keep an eye on the fire") and Caduceus the vegetarian options, keeping his own eye on their wizard. The night sky is littered with stars beyond the canopy of the porch, the moon and neighbourhood lanterns shining down on Beau and Yasha stargazing, Veth and her family enjoying a picnic supplied routinely by Caleb, while Fjord sits on the steps with his beer and enjoys a bit of both sides of the barbecue to make both chefs happy. Jester naps with her mother, cuddled up.

Mollymauk ... has briefly vanished from view when Fjord glances around. ]

[ The tiefling has been his usual self tonight, talking, joking and being a bit of an ass with his friends. Without the need to force it, and without having to put on a mask. He just is. He's not sure if it has to do with his new bond with Fjord, the fact that he's actually happy ot both, but it's removed some of the heaviness from his heart.

This get-together works wonders, as well. The food is great, the company better and he's a little buzzed from both ale and how good he feels. Full of food, drink and love from this family of theirs.

He can be seen further away on the Chateau's small dock, feet in the gently lapping waves and admiring how large the moon looks over the sea. When Fjord glances around, he gives a little wave to the half-orc and a come-hither flick of his tail. ]

[ Whatever is he doing down there ... ?

Taking his drink along, Fjord heads out the courtyard and down the steps to the jetty, the warm night air illuminated by lanterns lit here and there along the wooden walkway. The sea laps dark and slow around Molly's ankles, hushing the space around them so that the noise of the little party up the bank is muffled. ]

Waiting for a merrow to steal you away from us?

[ He drops down on his butt, legs curled under. ]

[ Molly smiles as Fjord comes to join him on the dock, leaning to the half-orc as he sits. ]

I'd feel sorry for the merrow, to try to move me right now. I ate far too much.

[ He chuckles and tosses another small pebble in the water. It seems he's collected a bunch of them and is spending chillout time in a new way. ]

I wanted to put my feet in the water, and then I found these rocks and it sounded like a great idea at the time. [ Shrug. He's a little buzzed. ]

Then I saw the moon and it just seemed right to stay a while.

You're a plumpling now.

[ Poking Molly's belly, aww. He's cute. ]

Absolute mad lad tonight, aren't you? Pilfering stones at will, running away under the moon ...

[ He scoots closer to lean an arm behind him, stealing one of those stones for himself. It's slightly flatter than the rest so he squints, takes aim, and skims it across the waves. Plip, plip, plip, plop! ]

[ He chuckles at the poke, blowing out his stomach as big as he can and then regretting it when it threatens to make him burp. ]

I certainly am out of control tonight!

[ Molly grins and then watches as Fjord tosses a stone. It skips rather than plops and the tiefling cheers excitedly. Of course he has to try it as well, but his just splash the water a bit. ]

Mm, seems you have to be a seaman to do that right.

[ He leans a bit to Fjord, full, tipsy and happy. ]

[ What a sexy tief. Fjord settles in behind him, letting his legs hang down in the water. ]

Here, here, here, let me show you ...

[ There begins a lesson on how to skim stones, with Fjord leaning back as he hooks an arm around Molly to help the tipsy one get a good angle. ]

Annnd throw!

[ Molly is a quick learner, at least, especially with a warm chest to his back and an arm helping him. He even manages to skip a stone on his own, which makes him brighten up in a big, fang-filled smile before he leans his bead back to beg a kiss. ]

This is such a nice night. I'm glad you came up with this idea, everyone's having a great time.

[ Fjord cheers him on when the stone skips, giving him a little shake of victory that turns into a hug and a kiss. Mmmwah. ]

It's not often we get to have downtime somewhere nice, this way we're all making our own memories. The majority of mine are of you ...

[ Catching that forked tongue between his teeth for a nip. ]

[ Molly laughs at that, nuzzling close against Fjord and wiggling his tongue a bit in that mouth while he's being kept 'captive'. Then he takes it back and grins. ]

We've certainly been making some memories. I thought the other guys would be weirder about it, but it seems they're happy, too.

[ He plays a little bit with Fjord's hair. ]

This is a great vacation.

[ Happy to chin Molly's shoulder, he swirls their ankles together in the cool water and closes his eyes to enjoy the hand in his hair. ]

I just want to make the most of our free time together before things get crazy again. [ A kiss finds Molly's skin as Fjord noses aside the collar of that loose shirt. ] There's always something on the horizon for us.

Same.

[ He leans his head so that his horns aren't poking, curling his tail around Fjord's hips with a smile. There was always something weird happening to them, but he's so grateful for this little reprieve.

Both because of his new relationship with Fjord, but because it helped him work out his problems as well. (You had to be alive to feel this way.) ]

The water's lovely even at night.

[ On the opposite side of Molly where Fjord isn't leaned forward, he traces the curl of a curl from tip to base and back again, sifting through curls each time they rise up into his hand. Slow and lazy. ]

You're lovely ... even at night, I suppose.

[ Heh!! ]

[ He snorts at that, leaning into the hand petting him like the spoiled cat he is. ]

You've certainly though so, considering how you like me in bed.

[ Molly wiggles his brows a bit, and places a kiss on the lighter green side of Fjord's cheek. ]

Mmm ...

[ He does like Molly in bed. A lot. Really, he's not sure many people even have sex that phenomenal. Reasserting his hold on him, he wraps both arms around but sits with his head cocked so they can still each other. ]

The thing is, [ here it comes, ] I think you're lovely all the time. Even when you're pissing me off, it doesn't matter, because I might get mad but I still care about you. I had a great time out with Caduceus today, then when we got back I'd missed your smile and laughter ... even the snottier comments you come out with.

[ His hand drifts up to brush under a lavender chin, thumb catching on a lip, and in the semi-darkness of the golden jetty lanterns he sees Molly in warm waves of colour to one side and chromatic dark-vision on the other. Both are beautiful. The stain of long dark lashes are shadows Fjord could fall into as his voice softens, thumb gliding up over a cheek. ]

But I think I missed your eyes the most.

[ Molly is quiet as Fjord speaks, which is unusual in itself. Normally he'd preen and agree, but this went beyond that. Normally his shittier sides were something nobody wanted to deal with but Yasha, and hearing that Fjord liked him not only despite that, but because of it as well.

This was tender, sweet. Things he wasn't as accustomed to as wild sex and escapades.

Those red eyes have their own little glow as the light reflects in them for his darkvision, and the tiefling's smile softens even more. ]

Not a lot of people miss my eyes. Kind of freak some people out at times.

[ He leans into the touch, heart feeling about as full as his stomach by now. ]

I knew by the time you and I went on the hospital bullshit that I enjoyed your wit and humor. You easily go from suave bastard to blushing mess and it is wonderful.

[ His tail curls more around Fjord. ]

I know I said that I don't know some of you any more, but that was wrong. I feel like I know this Fjord better than any face you've shown before.

[ There's a small chuckle, and he strokes a hand over that lovely beard. ]

...and I find myself missing your voice when you're not around.

[ The way that tail curls around him makes him feel extra secure in where they are in their relationship, budding as it still is. It doesn't feel like too much of a honeymoon period because he knows Molly better than most would their significant other in the beginning, and it sounds like Molly knows him now too. There are things they can each offer up later, but there's a stable core to this. To them.

Fjord tips his cheek into the hand on his beard, feeling loved. ]

It's not going anywhere.

[ He isn't, not if Molly wants him. ]

Do you want to go back up and see if Caleb will relinquish some of his grilled children? [ Patting that tummy. ] I think you can get a little more in there.

Good. I don't want it to.

[ Or you, his heart says softly.

At the mentions of more food, Molly makes an exaggerated groan and starts getting up. ]

I guess I could fit a few more in t- whoa!

[ Dextrous he might be, but somehow wet feet, pebbles and a dock were not a great combination, and in his attempt to stand, Mollymauk slips and tips over the side. He grabs on to Fjord on instinct, but he has too much of an angle already and all he manages is to leave scratches as he plops into the water. ]

Ugh!

[ At least it wasn't too shallow to hurt. ]

[ Well, fuck. He barely has time to reach for him before he sees Molly fall over and on instinct Fjord grabs hold of the edge of the jetty as he jumps in after him, snagging his fancy new shirt to reel him back. It's fucking cold as a witch's tit in the sea, no matter how pretty it looks, and he gives him a once-over to check he's okay. ]

Molly, fuck's sake! Are you alright? Shit, it's freezing ... !

I'm fine, I'm fine. Just wet and cold.

[ He holds on to both Fjord and the dock, giving a sheepish laugh. It is freezing when the sun isn't out. ]

Maybe I'm a little drunker than I thought. Are you okay? I think I dug my claws into you in the less pleasurable way.

I'll heal that later, come on. Up you go!

[ He dips down further (!!!) in the freezing water to put his shoulder underneath Molly's arm and give him a boost back onto the wooden walkway. ]

Let's get something in that belly to soak up the beer.

[ Molly is concerned at first, but then he's boosted out of the water by his very stronk™ boyfriend and climbs safely up on the dock. Turning around, he holds out a hand for Fjord to help him up as well. ]

Sounds like a good idea. Maybe Caleb has some of those spicy ones left?

We'll never know if we drown.

[ He hoists himself up (mainly without tugging on Molly, suspicious of how wonky the tiefling's balance is shot) and takes his hand to hurry them up toward the house, teeth chattering.

The fuss they create brings blankets down on them as soon as they turn up, Fjord's scratch marks drawing a wail from Jester as she heals him on the spot. Fjord lets Marion drape a second towel over his head and rub his hair to get the worst of the wet out, directed to take a seat by the grill with Molly in a stern motherly voice he isn't used to having directed his way ... and immediately obeys.

He gets two sausages in his hotdog from a concerned Caleb. ]

[ He has better balance without pebbles under his feet, and is glad that they manage to get out with no more falling in. It is freezing, though, and even tiefling heat doesn't help against accidental nightly dips.

It's quite cozy to be fussed over by their friends, and a bit of worry is drained away as soon as Jester heals the scratches. He doesn't like the idea of hurting any of his friends like that, even by mistake.

The motherly voice has him plopped down with Fjord next to some nice warmth, covering himself in the blanket so barely his nose is shown to everyone else... and his mouth at times when he eats the served sausages. He'll manage two before he's too full to function. ]

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