[ He picks out a red set, smiling as he checks the size and then folds it over his arm. He had a red set already, but he doesn't think these will survive long. A white set is added as well, and then a peacock green.
Satisfied, Molly passes by a wall of ropes and gives Fjord an amused look when he sees red ropes that look pretty damn similar to the ones that used to be all over his old outfit.
He moves over to the jewelry section, curiously poking around at body jewelry. ]
[ He still wears a little of that red cord to hold his cloak on, now giving it the stinkeye when he notices where Molly's gaze lingered. The lingerie is pretty (of course it is, everything is lewd to a fault and he's already sporting dark green ears from the thought of Molly in all of it) and the jewellery is too, he supposes, but none of the latter interests him. He veers away from clamps to pretend to inspect some relatively normal necklaces. ]
[ Molly chuckles at that look and then happily picks up a pair of what looked like hoops, a pair that looked like metal bars, and some other shinies of that belonged in other places. Seeing Fjord look at necklaces, he leans in. ]
For good little subs that follow orders really well! I think you can engrave their name on them... or your own.
[ Winking, he continues down the wall to what was essentially a whole display of oils and lube. Brightening up like a child in a candy shop, he starts picking up some to look at.
...most of the labels were not in common, though - not that it would help him that much if they were. ]
[ It takes him a second, then he dumps the necklace and hurries after Molly in case some invisible customer thinks Fjord is. Specific. In his needs.
The oils and whatnot resemble potions, unable to read more than the Common ... and, weirdly? A few in Orcish. It should be surprising, but somehow it's not: orcs fight or fuck, of course they use lube. ]
[ Molly is trying to figure out the bottle he's holding by looking at the pretty woodcut-stamped image on it, but then he hears Fjord and joins him curiously. ]
What?
[ He doesn't know what Fjord's looking at, but he's happy to find something that doesn't appear to freak him out. ]
[ He picks one up, curiously swirling the thick substance. It certainly seemed like they came in extra large vials, which is both amusing and intriguing. ]
[ Melora take him to the earth and recycle his body right now. Please. ]
This one, [ stepping in closer as he lowers his voice and taps the vial Molly holds, ] says 'Burns Pleasure Into The Mate', and that one, [ eyeing the darker liquid on the shelf, ] says 'Greater Pleasure'.
[ He pecks him on the cheek, heading into the shop to be a brave boy and explore on his lonesome. The dynasty has an eclectic range of folk living under their dominion and it shows in all the weird shit that Fjord inspects, curiosity outweighing anxiety as he peers too close at a shelf before veering away; he never in his life expected to see a gnoll-shaped dildo and now he can never unsee that dog dick, thanks Molly. Everything is your fault in this shop.
... But it's kind of interesting taking note of what a lot of other dicks looks like too (not that's interested in using anything). It's weird to know humans have such weirdly stubby cocks and he will never look at Caleb the same way again. He ends up back in the (most harmless) section full of lingerie, hesitating before he touches a garment on the rack. It's as long as Molly's boots. maybe taller; a set of stockings in red, another pair in white, all edged in lace and tied up in black ribbons (imagine Molly in these). A blush deepens on his cheeks as he snatches them off the rack to quickly head over to the cashier, dropping them on top of Molly's other purchases and proceeding to pretend there's something immensely fascinating out of the window. ]
[ Molly would be more than happy to know he's to blame for seeing dog-dick dildo, let's be real.
He watches Fjord wander off and then goes over to fetch the drow woman and ask her to explain all these things to him. He gets more and more excited by each lube and is picking up quite the collection there. Molly does glance back now and then to check on Fjord, and does his best to not laugh as he sees how flustered the half-orc is.
The tiefling whispers something in the woman's ear and she smiles, nodding before she takes all the purchases into the back room. Mollymauk saunters over to his boyfriend that seems to pretend to look out the non-existent windows, and gives him a smooch on the cheek. ]
Almost done, darling. She's making sure everything comes with tail holes, and adding some surprises. [ Smirk. ] Seen anything you fancy?
I dropped it on her desk, she can throw it in with the rest when your stuff's tailored.
[ He's not saying what it is because then he'll have to picture Molly in it and he doesn't want to walk around with his cloak down all day. 'Surprises' sounds ominous. As strange and frankly alarming as some of the tools (those butt-plugs do not look like toys, also what) in the shop are, he's happy for Molly's good mood. ]
[ See, he managed to sow a little bit of a seed in the half-orc! Molly looks very proud, kissing his cheek again. ]
Oh, I have a lot of things to show you. Later, in private where you don't have to feel nervous.
[ Grinning, he gives a wink and puts his coat in Fjord's hands - then walks over to the mirror in a corner with a teasing flick of his tail to hold up some silky babydoll lingerie and an almost see-through robe with fur edges against his chest, checking the colors while waiting for the saleswoman to come back. ]
[ Super not nervous!! He is also the designated coat/bag person as he finds a pouffe to sit on, long legs bent awkwardly as he watches Molly faff around. ]
[ Short answers but answers all the same. Molly always looks better in garish clothes and his red coat has imprinted itself on Fjord as the colour that best suits that cool skin, matching bright eyes. ]
How does she know where to make the holes for your tail on the clothes if you're not wearing them?
[ That feels like a stupid question but he has to ask. ]
[ He puts the other colors away and adds the red ones to his pile. Moving over to Fjord, he leans a bit against him as he's ready to get their things and pay for them. ]
Oh, she's got good eye-measurement, and it isn't too hard to know where in the panties to put a hole.
[ Smirk. ]
You know, for tieflings. Not dicks.
[ Fjord gets a little peck on his head. ]
Or she might just be exchanging them for tiefling versions, since we're in a place like this. They might just have them, and that's a new experience.
[ He smiles at that and gently squeezes Fjord's hand before bringing it up to his lips. ]
I never do anything I don't want to, remember? This is exciting to me and I hope it will be to you as well, that's all. It doesn't mean I don't love your opinion.
[ Molly places a kiss on that hand and then lets it go just as the saleswoman returns with the things that needed changes. The tiefling looks even more excited to see that he was right - she was getting versions with pre-made holes in them, because people having tails here was normal.
Now it was time to ring all of it up, however, and she puts the lingerie, the body jewelry, all the bottles of different things and a few tiny vials with 'test' on them, as well as the last things they had just looked at. 'That will be 213 gold.'
Mollymauk fishes out his pouch, picking out gold pieces. The lubes and potions were the most expensive things, but it was all worth it in Molly's opinion, never mind that he had never seen as much gold in his life before he met the Nein. ]
[ Just checking, you thotty cheeseball. Good to know Molly is just being Molly, though. ]
I said I'd buy you whatever you wanted, remember?
[ He places a hand on Molly's coin-pouch to deny him patronage of the purchase and counts out his own gold for the saleswoman without looking at her, cheeks still hot. She, for her part, looks like she might be wondering if it's worth stealing a handsome half-orc sugar daddy off Molly, given half the chance, but Fjord misses the approving look she gives his eagerness to pay. He does so without complaint, since he did give his word back on the coast. ]
[ Molly stops picking out coins and then smiles at his lover, sliding the pouch back into his sleeve. Instead, Molly watches the items being put into bags and then noticing the look she's giving Fjord. It amuses him a bit and he leans more against the half-orc while giving her a cheeky wink. He's not the jealous kind (or at least he doesn't think so), but he also doesn't want Fjord to feel uncomfortable. ]
I'm an expensive luxury, love... but I'll show you all of these when we come home.
[ Here, carry some bags while Molly takes the small one. ]
[ Mumbling a thank you to the cashier, he hurries out after Molly with bulging bags crinkling together in the twilight glow of the city. Can he breathe more easily out here or is it just him? The lack of dicks dwarfing his own? ]
I hope you enjoyed yourself, that was the first and last time I'm going in there.
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[ He picks out a red set, smiling as he checks the size and then folds it over his arm. He had a red set already, but he doesn't think these will survive long. A white set is added as well, and then a peacock green.
Satisfied, Molly passes by a wall of ropes and gives Fjord an amused look when he sees red ropes that look pretty damn similar to the ones that used to be all over his old outfit.
He moves over to the jewelry section, curiously poking around at body jewelry. ]
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For good little subs that follow orders really well! I think you can engrave their name on them... or your own.
[ Winking, he continues down the wall to what was essentially a whole display of oils and lube. Brightening up like a child in a candy shop, he starts picking up some to look at.
...most of the labels were not in common, though - not that it would help him that much if they were. ]
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[ It takes him a second, then he dumps the necklace and hurries after Molly in case some invisible customer thinks Fjord is. Specific. In his needs.
The oils and whatnot resemble potions, unable to read more than the Common ... and, weirdly? A few in Orcish. It should be surprising, but somehow it's not: orcs fight or fuck, of course they use lube. ]
I'll be damned.
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What?
[ He doesn't know what Fjord's looking at, but he's happy to find something that doesn't appear to freak him out. ]
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These are are written in Orcish.
[ His face could not be schooled flatter. There's a little more written on the labels but he neglects to reveal what that says. ]
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[ He picks one up, curiously swirling the thick substance. It certainly seemed like they came in extra large vials, which is both amusing and intriguing. ]
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This one, [ stepping in closer as he lowers his voice and taps the vial Molly holds, ] says 'Burns Pleasure Into The Mate', and that one, [ eyeing the darker liquid on the shelf, ] says 'Greater Pleasure'.
Whatever the fuck that means.
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[ Here he thought they were just lubes, but they had interesting properties? Smiling even wider, he kisses Fjord's cheek. ]
I'm going to ask the saleslady some things about these, do you want to go out of earshot or will you be okay?
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[ He pecks him on the cheek, heading into the shop to be a brave boy and explore on his lonesome. The dynasty has an eclectic range of folk living under their dominion and it shows in all the weird shit that Fjord inspects, curiosity outweighing anxiety as he peers too close at a shelf before veering away; he never in his life expected to see a gnoll-shaped dildo and now he can never unsee that dog dick, thanks Molly. Everything is your fault in this shop.
... But it's kind of interesting taking note of what a lot of other dicks looks like too (not that's interested in using anything). It's weird to know humans have such weirdly stubby cocks and he will never look at Caleb the same way again. He ends up back in the (most harmless) section full of lingerie, hesitating before he touches a garment on the rack. It's as long as Molly's boots. maybe taller; a set of stockings in red, another pair in white, all edged in lace and tied up in black ribbons (imagine Molly in these). A blush deepens on his cheeks as he snatches them off the rack to quickly head over to the cashier, dropping them on top of Molly's other purchases and proceeding to pretend there's something immensely fascinating out of the window. ]
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He watches Fjord wander off and then goes over to fetch the drow woman and ask her to explain all these things to him. He gets more and more excited by each lube and is picking up quite the collection there. Molly does glance back now and then to check on Fjord, and does his best to not laugh as he sees how flustered the half-orc is.
The tiefling whispers something in the woman's ear and she smiles, nodding before she takes all the purchases into the back room. Mollymauk saunters over to his boyfriend that seems to pretend to look out the non-existent windows, and gives him a smooch on the cheek. ]
Almost done, darling. She's making sure everything comes with tail holes, and adding some surprises. [ Smirk. ] Seen anything you fancy?
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I dropped it on her desk, she can throw it in with the rest when your stuff's tailored.
[ He's not saying what it is because then he'll have to picture Molly in it and he doesn't want to walk around with his cloak down all day. 'Surprises' sounds ominous. As strange and frankly alarming as some of the tools (those butt-plugs do not look like toys, also what) in the shop are, he's happy for Molly's good mood. ]
Did you get a decent haul?
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[ See, he managed to sow a little bit of a seed in the half-orc! Molly looks very proud, kissing his cheek again. ]
Oh, I have a lot of things to show you. Later, in private where you don't have to feel nervous.
[ Grinning, he gives a wink and puts his coat in Fjord's hands - then walks over to the mirror in a corner with a teasing flick of his tail to hold up some silky babydoll lingerie and an almost see-through robe with fur edges against his chest, checking the colors while waiting for the saleswoman to come back. ]
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[ Super not nervous!! He is also the designated coat/bag person as he finds a pouffe to sit on, long legs bent awkwardly as he watches Molly faff around. ]
That's pretty on you.
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You think so? Is the red or the black better?
[ They're lovely little things with a tie in the front to easily pull it off someone, so they might even survive one night. ]
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[ Short answers but answers all the same. Molly always looks better in garish clothes and his red coat has imprinted itself on Fjord as the colour that best suits that cool skin, matching bright eyes. ]
How does she know where to make the holes for your tail on the clothes if you're not wearing them?
[ That feels like a stupid question but he has to ask. ]
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Oh, she's got good eye-measurement, and it isn't too hard to know where in the panties to put a hole.
[ Smirk. ]
You know, for tieflings. Not dicks.
[ Fjord gets a little peck on his head. ]
Or she might just be exchanging them for tiefling versions, since we're in a place like this. They might just have them, and that's a new experience.
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If you're doing any of this for my sake, you really don't need to. I love the way your body looks, clothed or not.
[ Just putting that out there. ]
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I never do anything I don't want to, remember? This is exciting to me and I hope it will be to you as well, that's all. It doesn't mean I don't love your opinion.
[ Molly places a kiss on that hand and then lets it go just as the saleswoman returns with the things that needed changes. The tiefling looks even more excited to see that he was right - she was getting versions with pre-made holes in them, because people having tails here was normal.
Now it was time to ring all of it up, however, and she puts the lingerie, the body jewelry, all the bottles of different things and a few tiny vials with 'test' on them, as well as the last things they had just looked at. 'That will be 213 gold.'
Mollymauk fishes out his pouch, picking out gold pieces. The lubes and potions were the most expensive things, but it was all worth it in Molly's opinion, never mind that he had never seen as much gold in his life before he met the Nein. ]
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Good to know Molly is just being Molly, though.]I said I'd buy you whatever you wanted, remember?
[ He places a hand on Molly's coin-pouch to deny him patronage of the purchase and counts out his own gold for the saleswoman without looking at her, cheeks still hot. She, for her part, looks like she might be wondering if it's worth stealing a handsome half-orc sugar daddy off Molly, given half the chance, but Fjord misses the approving look she gives his eagerness to pay. He does so without complaint, since he did give his word back on the coast. ]
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I'm an expensive luxury, love... but I'll show you all of these when we come home.
[ Here, carry some bags while Molly takes the small one. ]
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I hope you enjoyed yourself, that was the first and last time I'm going in there.
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[ Molly chuckles, sliding up next to Fjord and walking together towards the Firmaments. ]
I know I'm going back, and after you see the things I've bought... you might as well.
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[ That's where his immediate concern and invested interest lies, eyeing Molly to see how playful he's feeling. ]
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[ Unless they ran into something that needed the gentle touch of the Mighty Nein, he has a date with some of that lingerie and Fjord. ]
Who knows, maybe I'll but them on under my clothes for the rest of the day... so every time I bend over you see a little bit of lace.
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