Yeah... I just figured it might help to know they're not stalking you.
[ He places a gentle kiss on Fjord's forehead, standing on his tippytoes as he does. ]
We'll fix this. It's your home, that seasnake is the worst ex.
[ Taking Fjord's hand, he tries to lead him towards the door so they could all head off to Yussa's, not wanting to get chalk all over the Chateau when an actual circle was a small walk away. ]
We'll come back soon, and we'll go see that reef again.
[ Returning that kiss once he looks up and has a cheek within range, he squeezes the hand in his en route to Yussa's tower. He hangs them back from the others while they talk, not hard to do when he can hear Jester telling everyone in a stage-whisper they're canoodling.
Later, definitely. ]
I'm just grateful we got to go this time. You ... and no jokes, you really took my breath away.
[ Molly walks along with him, grinning a bit at Jester and then smiling back at Fjord. The sweet kiss on his hand and those words has the tiefling's smile softening, and he hooks his arm with the half-orc's with a smile.
He wants to joke and say 'It's what a I do, love, take people's breaths away', but it didn't quite suit right now. Instead he just leans on Fjord a bit more, smiling as his tail makes happy little flicks behind him. ]
[ Now Veth has a reason to groan at them all the way to the tower.
They teleport from the tower directly into the foyer of the Xhorhaus: the temperature drops a solid ten degrees, making everyone shiver through loud complaints as they disperse. It's later in the night, once everyone is going to bed after a very hot dinner to warm them up and Fjord has enjoyed a dunk in the hottub to get the last vestiges of the ocean out of his hair, that he seeks out Molly.
He raps on the door of whichever room Molly is in, leaning around the open crack. ]
[ Molly was moving some stuff to Fjord's room, somewhat sheepishly looking at the half-orc with his hands full of a dressing gown and some extra pillows because he's a pillow hoarder. ]
Hello, love.
[ He tosses the stuff on the bed and closes the distance between them for a little kiss. ]
I'm not, I just moved a few things... like we said.
[ !! What a pleasant sight, he thought Molly might just be faffing around but this is ... cute. Stepping inside with one arm still tucked behind his back, he uses the other to wrap around him as he accepts that kiss, offering up one of his own to reassure the hesitation he tastes in those words. ]
Planning on suffocating me and stealing all my gold, huh?
[ Molly, being wrapped up around Fjord, may notice he's still only using one arm to hold onto him and swaying his shoulders to keep his other hand hidden. ]
Funny you should mention being a dragon ...
[ He waits for that head to pop back up before waggling his brows. ]
You may have one last memento from your first trip from the coast. I couldn't help myself when I saw it ... [ Shaking his head, wondering why his heart is always so full and light in his chest these days. It's everything to do with Molly. ] Do you want it?
[ He stops and looks at Fjord, curious and confused in one. Then those teeth are bared in a grin and Molly nods eagerly. Last time he had gotten such a pretty shell, after all, and it seemed Fjord really liked giving presents.
(Molly liked both giving and receiving, but we know that already.)
Taking a step back, he glances toward the hidden hand. ]
You're spoiling me, Fjord. Careful or I'll become even more of a brat!
Darling, we had amazing sights, amazing sex, amazing food... it was wonderful.
[ There's a laugh and another peck before he moves off to the bed, sitting down on it like a good boy. Winking at Fjord, he then closes his eyes - even putting his hands in front of them for good measure. ]
He moves around Molly and kneels in front of him, placing the small hand-held wooden chest in his palms and holding on as he explains. ]
You were so glad to get your boots back and said that they were special like your coat, but then you mentioned that your jewellery didn't matter much. I think it looks great, by the way. You don't need to change a thing about yourself, if you ask me ...
This is some stuff to tinker around with, if you want to. It seemed your speed when I saw it.
[ His hands slide from Molly's to the tiefling's knees, letting him look for himself at the mixed batch of rubies, emeralds and sapphires, the delicate chains in gold and silver. All of it could fit in one palm but each tiny stone gleams with a depth glass never could. ]
We've all changed in our own ways. This might offer your the chance to as well, if that's what you want.
[ Molly opens his eyes once Fjord sets the little chest in his hands. He listens to what Fjord says, surprise in his face and then even more so when he opens the pretty little box to see the things inside. Little gems - real gems! - and all kinds of things to make jewelry with.
Now, he didn't really care what his jewelry was made of as long as it was pretty, because a carnie couldn't afford such things, but they could also break in battle. However, the idea of putting real things in his horns is stunning, and he runs a nail over a tiny emerald, almost afraid to touch things and have them drop.
Fjord bought him this because of a throwaway comment. He wanted all of Molly's things to have meaning to them and Molly's speechless for a moment, which generally sounds impossible. ]
Fjord... this is wonderful. I mean... gods, I never even considered the fact that costume jewelry isn't all that I can afford after weeks of hustling and wages anymore. These are so wonderful and delicate.
[ Some things that he had to wear on special occasions only, but he could. Molly wasn't a greedy person by nature, especially not since he gave away more gold than he spent on himself, but the idea... ]
[ Sitting up to steal a peck on the lips, he runs his hands up a pair of legs to curl around where Molly sits on the bed, foreheads resting together. ]
You're welcome. I know it was a little presumptuous of me.
[ He doesn't want Molly to think he's dictating what he wears or voicing an opinion on how Molly already is, loving him just as he was when he first came into Fjord's arms. Trinkets are fun, and Molly deserves every reason to smile.
Sighing, he seeks out a red gaze. ]
I feel like I want to give you the world. It's impossible, but I do.
[ He gives a content, happy sigh, smiling as Fjord snuggles close. ]
It's not presumptuous when it comes from a good heart, love.
[ He takes one hand from his little treasure hoard to run his fingers through that lovely hair. It wasn't like Fjord demanded he wear this, or made him feel bad about his other jewelry. He just wanted to give a thoughtful present, and Mollymauk could see that.
The tiefling meets those pretty yellow eyes with his own, smiling. ]
You don't have to give me the world, I already have you. I think my feelings for you were scaring me off, but now I'm leaning into it and ever since I have it's made me happier than all of my few years as me. You make my world better, Fjord.
[ He slides his tail over an arm, that honest smile turning a bit mischievous. ]
Oh, I'm as awake as I can be, having slept all day. Plus you promised me I could suck your dick and I think that's quite well-deserved... of me.
[ He chuckles, meeting that kiss happily and slipping his tongue in almost immediately. Gods, how he loves kissing this man. Placing his wonderful chest on the nightstand, he then starts leaning back to pull the half-orc with him on the bed. Molly is all smiles and laughter as he dusts kisses over Fjord's cheeks. ]
[ Spluttering with laughter as he's half-pulled, half-crawling onto the bed, he grabs one of those pillows to throw at the door and shut it from ear-wigging housemates. Molly has to deal with being wrestled to the bed and out of his remaining clothes in between those sweet, sloppy kisses. ]
I did promise that, didn't I? Must have slipped my mind.
[ More like he's too nice to bring stuff like that up. ]
[ He laughs again, helping to remove his own clothes and pulling hungrily on Fjord's. This is wonderful-the press of the tusks against his lips, the taste, everything about it. He also likes kissing Fjord's skin in general, happily letting his mouth wander down a neck.
He proudly gives a big lovebite there, just above the turtleneck of his underarmor for everyone to see - because he's a bastard.
Molly does find a problem with all of this, though... Fjord is too heavy for him to roll over. (Damn that 10 STR). Instead he goes for the tickle approach, wiggling his fingers against those sides to 'weaken' him. ]
[ Being outright physically stronger than someone for once is such a weird experience but he's whole-heartedly into it, only going down once tickles overwhelm his ability to avoid those hands and he yelps as he hits the blankets. ]
Cheater!
[ Clothes go flying and kisses are used as weapons to try and weaken each other, a valiant attempt made by Fjord as he hooks a leg around Molly to try and roll them again, nibbling his way as far up a neck as he can get with a horn in the way. ]
[ Enjoying his ill-gotten victory upon Mt. Fjord, Molly tugs his shirt over his head. The bruise completely gone now and his skin hot again, showing that he's definitely himself once more. He laughs at the tickling kisses and revels in the 'accusation' of being a cheater.
Of course that means he's flipped over again, laughing and dragging his fingers up the half-orc's back, tilting his head to give more access to his neck without the horn protecting it as much. ]
[ He gives him one of those playful shoves to get Molly on his side and settle in behind him, two layers of loosened fabric all that keeps their skin apart as Fjord opens his mouth on the curve of a shoulder and reaches down to knead the front of Molly's pants, seeking out the line of his cock to stroke in firm, steady passes. Fjord drags him backwards by the arm around Molly's chest underneath, hugging him close as heat is poured against his back by a broad chest and his ass is cradled on Fjord's lap, seated on a hardening erection so he can feel the effect he has. ]
Moving your stuff into my room the first night back? That's hot.
[ Molly briefly gives up on the game of 'who's on top', loving the feeling on Fjord against him like that. A warm and a comfortable weight against his back, hands moving to touch him and that feeling of his mouth against his skin. It's wonderful and it melts a little of Molly's determination to have that dick in his mouth.
...especially when that hand comes to cup and stroke him through those ridiculously tight pants, the fabric leaving very little to imagination as his hardness presses against it. Molly makes a soft sound of pleasure, happily lifting his tail a bit so that the half-orc had more space to lean that pretty cock. ]
Mm... how could I not? [ Molly says with an amused (and fond) smile. ] Beau threatened to punch me in the nuts if she ever saw my bare ass again.
[ He finds the tendon on Molly's neck and works it with his tusks, grazing and nipping with the wet brush of his lips soothing each pink line. Fjord could spend so long just on foreplay like this, cuddled in close as he touches Molly in a host of ways, slotting the line of his dick against the indented seat of those flamboyantly tight trousers to be ridden. ]
Gods though, don't mention Beau in bed if you want me hard.
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[ He runs his hands up Molly's arms, straightening. ]
I'll Commune when we get home, see what the Wildmother has to say. Then ... I'll figure it out.
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[ He places a gentle kiss on Fjord's forehead, standing on his tippytoes as he does. ]
We'll fix this. It's your home, that seasnake is the worst ex.
[ Taking Fjord's hand, he tries to lead him towards the door so they could all head off to Yussa's, not wanting to get chalk all over the Chateau when an actual circle was a small walk away. ]
We'll come back soon, and we'll go see that reef again.
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[ Returning that kiss once he looks up and has a cheek within range, he squeezes the hand in his en route to Yussa's tower. He hangs them back from the others while they talk, not hard to do when he can hear Jester telling everyone in a stage-whisper they're canoodling.
Later, definitely. ]
I'm just grateful we got to go this time. You ... and no jokes, you really took my breath away.
[ Kissing the back of that snake-y hand. ]
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He wants to joke and say 'It's what a I do, love, take people's breaths away', but it didn't quite suit right now. Instead he just leans on Fjord a bit more, smiling as his tail makes happy little flicks behind him. ]
Your very own purple mermaid.
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[ Now Veth has a reason to groan at them all the way to the tower.
They teleport from the tower directly into the foyer of the Xhorhaus: the temperature drops a solid ten degrees, making everyone shiver through loud complaints as they disperse. It's later in the night, once everyone is going to bed after a very hot dinner to warm them up and Fjord has enjoyed a dunk in the hottub to get the last vestiges of the ocean out of his hair, that he seeks out Molly.
He raps on the door of whichever room Molly is in, leaning around the open crack. ]
Hey, ah. Are you busy?
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Hello, love.
[ He tosses the stuff on the bed and closes the distance between them for a little kiss. ]
I'm not, I just moved a few things... like we said.
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Planning on suffocating me and stealing all my gold, huh?
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Of course. Didn't you know I was a secret dragon and all I wanted was a half-orc dinner and a bunch of pillows to murder him with?
[ He grins, bopping the smooth curve of a horn against that chest. ]
We dragons are in dire need of as many pillows as possible or our big heads will suffer.
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Funny you should mention being a dragon ...
[ He waits for that head to pop back up before waggling his brows. ]
You may have one last memento from your first trip from the coast. I couldn't help myself when I saw it ... [ Shaking his head, wondering why his heart is always so full and light in his chest these days. It's everything to do with Molly. ] Do you want it?
[ An innocent question. ]
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(Molly liked both giving and receiving, but we know that already.)
Taking a step back, he glances toward the hidden hand. ]
You're spoiling me, Fjord. Careful or I'll become even more of a brat!
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[ And also spoil him a lot, he's never had anyone to do this with before. ]
Sit down on the bed and close your eyes. Go on!
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[ There's a laugh and another peck before he moves off to the bed, sitting down on it like a good boy. Winking at Fjord, he then closes his eyes - even putting his hands in front of them for good measure. ]
Does this work?
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[ Huff. He wouldn't. But!
He moves around Molly and kneels in front of him, placing the small hand-held wooden chest in his palms and holding on as he explains. ]
You were so glad to get your boots back and said that they were special like your coat, but then you mentioned that your jewellery didn't matter much. I think it looks great, by the way. You don't need to change a thing about yourself, if you ask me ...
This is some stuff to tinker around with, if you want to. It seemed your speed when I saw it.
[ His hands slide from Molly's to the tiefling's knees, letting him look for himself at the mixed batch of rubies, emeralds and sapphires, the delicate chains in gold and silver. All of it could fit in one palm but each tiny stone gleams with a depth glass never could. ]
We've all changed in our own ways. This might offer your the chance to as well, if that's what you want.
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Now, he didn't really care what his jewelry was made of as long as it was pretty, because a carnie couldn't afford such things, but they could also break in battle. However, the idea of putting real things in his horns is stunning, and he runs a nail over a tiny emerald, almost afraid to touch things and have them drop.
Fjord bought him this because of a throwaway comment. He wanted all of Molly's things to have meaning to them and Molly's speechless for a moment, which generally sounds impossible. ]
Fjord... this is wonderful. I mean... gods, I never even considered the fact that costume jewelry isn't all that I can afford after weeks of hustling and wages anymore. These are so wonderful and delicate.
[ Some things that he had to wear on special occasions only, but he could. Molly wasn't a greedy person by nature, especially not since he gave away more gold than he spent on himself, but the idea... ]
Thank you, so much.
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You're welcome. I know it was a little presumptuous of me.
[ He doesn't want Molly to think he's dictating what he wears or voicing an opinion on how Molly already is, loving him just as he was when he first came into Fjord's arms. Trinkets are fun, and Molly deserves every reason to smile.
Sighing, he seeks out a red gaze. ]
I feel like I want to give you the world. It's impossible, but I do.
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It's not presumptuous when it comes from a good heart, love.
[ He takes one hand from his little treasure hoard to run his fingers through that lovely hair. It wasn't like Fjord demanded he wear this, or made him feel bad about his other jewelry. He just wanted to give a thoughtful present, and Mollymauk could see that.
The tiefling meets those pretty yellow eyes with his own, smiling. ]
You don't have to give me the world, I already have you. I think my feelings for you were scaring me off, but now I'm leaning into it and ever since I have it's made me happier than all of my few years as me. You make my world better, Fjord.
[ He slides his tail over an arm, that honest smile turning a bit mischievous. ]
...not that I don't like being spoiled.
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I think that's enough spoiling for one night, isn't it? You must be tired.
[ Either way (if Molly truly is that's fine, Fjord can always sleep at a moment's notice) he leans up to capture a lingering kiss. ]
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[ He chuckles, meeting that kiss happily and slipping his tongue in almost immediately. Gods, how he loves kissing this man. Placing his wonderful chest on the nightstand, he then starts leaning back to pull the half-orc with him on the bed. Molly is all smiles and laughter as he dusts kisses over Fjord's cheeks. ]
You're so wonderful, love. So good to me.
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I did promise that, didn't I? Must have slipped my mind.
[ More like he's too nice to bring stuff like that up. ]
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He proudly gives a big lovebite there, just above the turtleneck of his underarmor for everyone to see - because he's a bastard.
Molly does find a problem with all of this, though... Fjord is too heavy for him to roll over. (Damn that 10 STR). Instead he goes for the tickle approach, wiggling his fingers against those sides to 'weaken' him. ]
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Cheater!
[ Clothes go flying and kisses are used as weapons to try and weaken each other, a valiant attempt made by Fjord as he hooks a leg around Molly to try and roll them again, nibbling his way as far up a neck as he can get with a horn in the way. ]
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Of course that means he's flipped over again, laughing and dragging his fingers up the half-orc's back, tilting his head to give more access to his neck without the horn protecting it as much. ]
Such a brute, throwing me around.
[ Like it isn't the hottest damn thing. ]
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[ He gives him one of those playful shoves to get Molly on his side and settle in behind him, two layers of loosened fabric all that keeps their skin apart as Fjord opens his mouth on the curve of a shoulder and reaches down to knead the front of Molly's pants, seeking out the line of his cock to stroke in firm, steady passes. Fjord drags him backwards by the arm around Molly's chest underneath, hugging him close as heat is poured against his back by a broad chest and his ass is cradled on Fjord's lap, seated on a hardening erection so he can feel the effect he has. ]
Moving your stuff into my room the first night back? That's hot.
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...especially when that hand comes to cup and stroke him through those ridiculously tight pants, the fabric leaving very little to imagination as his hardness presses against it. Molly makes a soft sound of pleasure, happily lifting his tail a bit so that the half-orc had more space to lean that pretty cock. ]
Mm... how could I not? [ Molly says with an amused (and fond) smile. ] Beau threatened to punch me in the nuts if she ever saw my bare ass again.
[ Like that wasn't just a bonus. ]
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[ He finds the tendon on Molly's neck and works it with his tusks, grazing and nipping with the wet brush of his lips soothing each pink line. Fjord could spend so long just on foreplay like this, cuddled in close as he touches Molly in a host of ways, slotting the line of his dick against the indented seat of those flamboyantly tight trousers to be ridden. ]
Gods though, don't mention Beau in bed if you want me hard.
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