I can't see shit with your trousers that high, the real risk you run is Jester peeking at some of that [ nodding to the bags he's carrying, ] through your shirt.
[ He can't deal with the imagery of Jester in some of those kinky clothes and instead focuses on stealthing upstairs. There's a hairy moment where a floorboard creaks loudly outside of Beau's room but there isn't anyone inside and Fjord easily ducks into Molly's bedroom instead of his own.
If anyone finds these bags in here, they won't think twice.
They crumple in a paper pile, practically a mountain on the bed. Fjord drops his cloak to the floor and takes off his armour, hot enough not to need it anymore as he peeks into the nearest bag. ]
[ He freezes up at the creak but it looks like they're safe without nosy questions from the peanut gallery. Molly slinks into his room after Fjord and then closes the door with a bump of his hip. ]
Mission complete!
[ Molly moves by Fjord and kisses his shoulder, before closing the bag he was peeking into with a mischievous grin. ]
Mm, I would have to contest that seeing how lucky I am.
[ He chuckles, stepping closer to lean into Fjord and hug him. It's a little bit of sweet affection before he hears Beau's voice in the hallway. Time for chaos, it seems. ]
[ As the day devolves into the usual insanity of a fight they barely make it out of with their lives, Fjord is one of the first to take up the hot tub as he and Caleb, caught in a blast of exploding ogre-slug, slough off gore and viscera (and a little puke, although he can't blame his friend for that personal addition at all). It's past what he assumes to be a decent hour since the lights in the neighbourhood are lowered yet none of the Nein are tired and those who were fortunate enough to avoid the blast of meaty mulch are hungrier than either the Paladin or Wizard will probably ever be again, sharing a woebegone look as Caduceus cheerily starts up a late dinner.
Molly disappears along with the girls the second Fjord and Caleb are clean, which is no surprise as his dark hair is looking suspiciously slimy. Maybe he didn't avoid as much of the finale as Fjord thought.
It's a full hour before everyone is freshly dressed and seated in the lounge with Caduceus's stew on their laps, groaning from the bruises that healing spells didn't quite fade and seeking comfort in the company of each other, alive and well. It's during one of Veth's callous yet hilarious takes that Fjord's gaze slides across the room to Molly as the tiefling reaches for a hunk of bread —
— and Fjord almost chokes on his dinner as he spots red lace strapped over the curve of a lavender pec.
He stares long enough for Veth to be annoyed at his ignorance and by the time he glances back the bastard is covered up again. It's like a vision from another life, the morning feels like it was ten years ago and the promise of Tonight a forgotten delight to look forward to. ]
[ The fight had been slimy in general, and Molly had dived in to get Veth out of the way and got sloshed on in return. He spends a lot of time in the wash bin and then the hot tub, getting nice and clean before he... well. Puts on some special things.
The food is good, and he's more than happy to take a few extra servings and hand over things to others. Every time he leans forward, he can feel the brush of the red lace over his pecs coming into view just at Fjord's eye line. The sound from the man is perfect.
He looks like there's nothing going on, though, laughing at some joke Beau made and then 'dropping' his fork. Molly leans down, and while his pants are still too high to see anything, his shirt isn't tucked in fully in one place and there's more lace and what looks like ribbon briefly teased there. ]
[ When Molly looks at Fjord after that little display he'll find him with his head tipped back on the couch and a hand over his eyes.
Fjord, are you feeling okay? asks Yasha. ]
Yes, just ... trying to summon my strength.
[ Not to cope with the nasty bruise on his thigh, but to survive however long Molly plans on torturing him down here. He shoots him a sidelong stinkeye, not bothering to disguise the way his eyes rake over Molly from head to toe before Fjord sips his hot chocolate.
[ Molly's face is all cat-like glee when he sees Fjord's look, winking a bit before leaning over again to ask Jester something about the fight. As he does, there's just a slight wiggle of his hips in Fjord's direction, and then his tail moves to curl around his back and just slightly lift the shirt a bit more, showing hints that he's wearing a red corset.
Behind Fjord, Caleb starts coughing into his food, red-faced. ]
[ RIP Caleb. Fjord doesn't even need to look at the Wizard to see what's up, he has an eyeful before Molly straightens and that shirt falls down. He could weep with how relieved he is for the exhaustion weighing down his limbs because it stops him from getting hard around his friends; Molly deserves to work for it after this show, anyway. ]
Molly, come here?
[ He sets his empty bowl aside and pats the seat beside him, an open arm extended. If they aren't going upstairs yet he at least wants to have him close. ]
[ Caleb does his best to just stick his face even further into the book he was looking at and just... uses it as a shield for now.
Meanwhile, Molly turns to Fjord with the most angelic smile on his face. ]
Okay, darling. Give me a moment.
[ He finishes his chat with Jester and then grabs his plate and moves over to scoot next to Fjord - all while Beau snorts and rolls her eyes in that bitchy but fond sisterly way. ]
Tired, [ he'll be honest about that, in case Molly wants to be thrown around, ] but I'm feeling more awake the longer I look at you.
[ It sounds perfectly sweet and has Jester cooing over how sappy he sounds, but the way he holds steady eye-contact with Molly tells a different story. ]
Mind if I take a nap right here?
[ With his head on a shoulder and an arm curled around that waist, more specifically petting the hidden corset-boning.
Awww! Jester flops on Beau in much the same way, albeit with far fewer ulterior motives. I'm totally tuckered-out too! ]
[ Molly smirks again and then gives his cheek a kiss, being all sweet and accommodating as the half-orc leans to him. ]
Of course I don't mind, baby.
[ Especially not when he's being touched like that, amused at the way Fjord feels over all the boning that makes his waist so tiny under that billowy shirt.
That evil tail is back, too, wrapping around Fjord's leg as they 'cuddle'. Molly's smile turn more authentic as Jester flops on Beau, and he mentions he may have gotten her a present and left it on her bed.
(It's impressive how quick she can sometimes move, and it's less than a minute before she's shrieking in joy above.) ]
[ He takes a moment to pet that naughty tail and give it a little squeeze before returning to their cuddling. He snorts when Jester shrieks above, nosing at the tattoo of a sun. ]
Sounds like she found a dress made from cupcakes. What did you buy her?
[ Molly looks so utterly pleased with himself, while also stroking Fjord's leg up and down with his tail in a strange version of footsie. ]
Pink frilly nightgown with a lollipop button. I saw it and took it immediately.
[ That makes both Beau and Caleb blush and Yasha looks a little amused in her corner. Jester was the only one he could buy lingerie for, since he's pretty sure Veth and Beau might stab him, and Yasha wasn't interested in that stuff. (Buying for Caleb might kill the man and Molly's quite certain Caduceus wouldn't quite get the meaning and just wear them as everyday things.) ]
I have a good eye for these things.
[ He expected a 'gross' from Beau, but she looked like someone slapped her, so he lets that go. A few breaths later Jester is running towards them (still clothed) and throwing herself over Molly's shoulders, probably accidentally pushing Fjord off. There's a hundred or so thank-yous and a big cheek kiss that Molly counts as a win. ]
[ His foot sways with the tail looped around his ankle, a mix of emotions playing over his face. Amusement, a lack of surprise, and confusion. ]
It's got lollipop buttons? Literally or am I missing something?
[ He's shortly shoved onto his back as Jester barrels into Molly, remaining where he falls like a broken man. When he turns his head to try and catch Beau's eye it's funny as hell to see her turning into a tomato with a thorough blush, eyeing Jester.
Apparently he isn't the only one determined to find energy tonight. ]
[ Jester leans down to help Fjord up with a giggling apology, and Molly takes over as soon as she lets go. He wraps an arm around his half-orc, pressing a kiss under his jaw. ]
The button is shaped like a lollipop. It's adorable.
[ That makes Beau cough, and she gets up, trying to hide that she's bright red and heads off for her room with a 'g'night!' It sets people off to actually plan their own nights, with Veth on dishes today. Yasha passes by to give Molly a forehead smooch and another of those amused looks at Fjord, and one by one, they start to disappear.
Once the crowd has lessened, Molly's on that lap. ]
Fjord groans as Molly's weight lands on his sore, bruised thigh but makes no more to push him off, instead doing the exact opposite and dragging him in for a kiss. He searches underneath that shirt, plucking it free to palm the soft lace beneath, lashes lowering as he does. ]
Not here.
[ Unsure whether he's trying to convince Molly or himself. Veth is in the kitchen on the other side of the house but she's still downstairs. ]
[ Molly smiles, easing up a bit to not hurt him further but not getting off that perfect lap. He meets that kiss happily, giving Fjord's lower lip a gentle tug with his teeth. ]
Not here?
[ He asks innocently, rocking forward a bit to grind against him. ]
Better get a move on then, hmm? That means I have to get off, though... and you're so comfortable.
[ Gods, that grind kicks his libido into gear as he feels Molly rocking over the soft length of him with delicious friction he hadn't thought his body had wanted, turns out it really does. Burying his face in that teasing cleavage he inhales the clean scent of skin and lets the last few hours of horrors drift away like a bad dream, opening his mouth in lazy kisses that catch tusks on lace, plucking at that brassiere.
If his hands could leave Molly's ass ... they wouldn't even then. ]
Honey ...
[ Molly is in the semi-unique situation of Fjord feeling too reckless to care very much about their surroundings after all. ]
[ Molly's all smiles and mischievousness, fingers stroking that black hair as Fjord leans in to explore what he was hiding under there. Red lace and frills, traveling over his pecs and disappearing under beautiful satin fabric lines with boning. The slight rub of a tusk draws a sinful sigh out of him, and the tiefling shamelessly rocks his hips again. ]
Baby...
[ He grins against Fjord's head, placing a kiss at the hairline and letting his hands wander to slip under his shirt.
Mollymauk Tealeaf is not afraid of making out in the dining room with a former goblin just one room away. ]
[ The softest growl rumbles in his chest as he approves without thinking about it, growing harder the more Molly moves over him. He would say something about how wonderful Molly was during the fight, it's just he's faced with an unexpected challenge as he brushes that deep collar aside.
The lace is so intricate he gives it one annoyed long lick then dozens more flick over the tiny openings around floral motifs, fluttering over a trapped nipple from here and there to inadvertently tease as Fjord experiments with his tongue, trying to follow the complex pattern. ]
[ Gods, how he loves the little sounds Fjord make. That vibration in the chest is just sinfully hot. He lets the man explore at his leisure, and the feeling of his tongue on him is making Molly's cockiness falter a little. He can't resist it, especially not when it slips over a nipple and sends a shiver down his spine.
His breath quickens under that tongue and Molly chuckles, hugging Fjord close. ]
[ His eyes open, fluttering as he rests his cheek on that lewdly done-up chest. ]
The real question is, do you want to give Veth a heart-attack when she turns off all the lights soon?
[ Upstairs, son. That's where this hanky-panky belongs!! Whether the can make it up there or not is entirely up to Molly; Fjord will do whatever he wants, too smitten to care right now. ]
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[ Will that be comfortable, Molly? Will it? ]
Lace all day doesn't sound too fun.
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I maaay have gotten her something too, so she better hush about my secret bras.
[ It really isn't fun, he should have grabbed some silk for that stuff. It was easier on the skin.
When the reach the Xhorhaus, Molly is 'helpful' and opens the door for his personal bag-carrier. ]
Sneak?
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[ He can't deal with the imagery of Jester in some of those kinky clothes and instead focuses on stealthing upstairs. There's a hairy moment where a floorboard creaks loudly outside of Beau's room but there isn't anyone inside and Fjord easily ducks into Molly's bedroom instead of his own.
If anyone finds these bags in here, they won't think twice.
They crumple in a paper pile, practically a mountain on the bed. Fjord drops his cloak to the floor and takes off his armour, hot enough not to need it anymore as he peeks into the nearest bag. ]
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Mission complete!
[ Molly moves by Fjord and kisses his shoulder, before closing the bag he was peeking into with a mischievous grin. ]
Tonight.
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Now who's spoiling who? [ Fjord's smile returns with a nuzzle to a nose. ] I'm the luckiest guy on the continent.
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[ He chuckles, stepping closer to lean into Fjord and hug him. It's a little bit of sweet affection before he hears Beau's voice in the hallway. Time for chaos, it seems. ]
Come on, let's roll.
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Molly disappears along with the girls the second Fjord and Caleb are clean, which is no surprise as his dark hair is looking suspiciously slimy. Maybe he didn't avoid as much of the finale as Fjord thought.
It's a full hour before everyone is freshly dressed and seated in the lounge with Caduceus's stew on their laps, groaning from the bruises that healing spells didn't quite fade and seeking comfort in the company of each other, alive and well. It's during one of Veth's callous yet hilarious takes that Fjord's gaze slides across the room to Molly as the tiefling reaches for a hunk of bread —
— and Fjord almost chokes on his dinner as he spots red lace strapped over the curve of a lavender pec.
He stares long enough for Veth to be annoyed at his ignorance and by the time he glances back the bastard is covered up again. It's like a vision from another life, the morning feels like it was ten years ago and the promise of Tonight a forgotten delight to look forward to. ]
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The food is good, and he's more than happy to take a few extra servings and hand over things to others. Every time he leans forward, he can feel the brush of the red lace over his pecs coming into view just at Fjord's eye line. The sound from the man is perfect.
He looks like there's nothing going on, though, laughing at some joke Beau made and then 'dropping' his fork. Molly leans down, and while his pants are still too high to see anything, his shirt isn't tucked in fully in one place and there's more lace and what looks like ribbon briefly teased there. ]
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Fjord, are you feeling okay? asks Yasha. ]
Yes, just ... trying to summon my strength.
[ Not to cope with the nasty bruise on his thigh, but to survive however long Molly plans on torturing him down here. He shoots him a sidelong stinkeye, not bothering to disguise the way his eyes rake over Molly from head to toe before Fjord sips his hot chocolate.
Absolute bastard. ]
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Behind Fjord, Caleb starts coughing into his food, red-faced. ]
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Molly, come here?
[ He sets his empty bowl aside and pats the seat beside him, an open arm extended. If they aren't going upstairs yet he at least wants to have him close. ]
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Meanwhile, Molly turns to Fjord with the most angelic smile on his face. ]
Okay, darling. Give me a moment.
[ He finishes his chat with Jester and then grabs his plate and moves over to scoot next to Fjord - all while Beau snorts and rolls her eyes in that bitchy but fond sisterly way. ]
Hello, love. How are you feeling?
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[ It sounds perfectly sweet and has Jester cooing over how sappy he sounds, but the way he holds steady eye-contact with Molly tells a different story. ]
Mind if I take a nap right here?
[ With his head on a shoulder and an arm curled around that waist, more specifically petting the hidden corset-boning.
Awww! Jester flops on Beau in much the same way, albeit with far fewer ulterior motives. I'm totally tuckered-out too! ]
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Of course I don't mind, baby.
[ Especially not when he's being touched like that, amused at the way Fjord feels over all the boning that makes his waist so tiny under that billowy shirt.
That evil tail is back, too, wrapping around Fjord's leg as they 'cuddle'. Molly's smile turn more authentic as Jester flops on Beau, and he mentions he may have gotten her a present and left it on her bed.
(It's impressive how quick she can sometimes move, and it's less than a minute before she's shrieking in joy above.) ]
I think she likes it.
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Sounds like she found a dress made from cupcakes. What did you buy her?
[ Beau shares his suspicious look. ]
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Pink frilly nightgown with a lollipop button. I saw it and took it immediately.
[ That makes both Beau and Caleb blush and Yasha looks a little amused in her corner. Jester was the only one he could buy lingerie for, since he's pretty sure Veth and Beau might stab him, and Yasha wasn't interested in that stuff. (Buying for Caleb might kill the man and Molly's quite certain Caduceus wouldn't quite get the meaning and just wear them as everyday things.) ]
I have a good eye for these things.
[ He expected a 'gross' from Beau, but she looked like someone slapped her, so he lets that go. A few breaths later Jester is running towards them (still clothed) and throwing herself over Molly's shoulders, probably accidentally pushing Fjord off. There's a hundred or so thank-yous and a big cheek kiss that Molly counts as a win. ]
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It's got lollipop buttons? Literally or am I missing something?
[ He's shortly shoved onto his back as Jester barrels into Molly, remaining where he falls like a broken man. When he turns his head to try and catch Beau's eye it's funny as hell to see her turning into a tomato with a thorough blush, eyeing Jester.
Apparently he isn't the only one determined to find energy tonight. ]
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The button is shaped like a lollipop. It's adorable.
[ That makes Beau cough, and she gets up, trying to hide that she's bright red and heads off for her room with a 'g'night!' It sets people off to actually plan their own nights, with Veth on dishes today. Yasha passes by to give Molly a forehead smooch and another of those amused looks at Fjord, and one by one, they start to disappear.
Once the crowd has lessened, Molly's on that lap. ]
Hello.
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Fjord groans as Molly's weight lands on his sore, bruised thigh but makes no more to push him off, instead doing the exact opposite and dragging him in for a kiss. He searches underneath that shirt, plucking it free to palm the soft lace beneath, lashes lowering as he does. ]
Not here.
[ Unsure whether he's trying to convince Molly or himself. Veth is in the kitchen on the other side of the house but she's still downstairs. ]
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Not here?
[ He asks innocently, rocking forward a bit to grind against him. ]
Better get a move on then, hmm? That means I have to get off, though... and you're so comfortable.
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If his hands could leave Molly's ass ... they wouldn't even then. ]
Honey ...
[ Molly is in the semi-unique situation of Fjord feeling too reckless to care very much about their surroundings after all. ]
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Baby...
[ He grins against Fjord's head, placing a kiss at the hairline and letting his hands wander to slip under his shirt.
Mollymauk Tealeaf is not afraid of making out in the dining room with a former goblin just one room away. ]
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The lace is so intricate he gives it one annoyed long lick then dozens more flick over the tiny openings around floral motifs, fluttering over a trapped nipple from here and there to inadvertently tease as Fjord experiments with his tongue, trying to follow the complex pattern. ]
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His breath quickens under that tongue and Molly chuckles, hugging Fjord close. ]
Do you want to see all of it?
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The real question is, do you want to give Veth a heart-attack when she turns off all the lights soon?
[ Upstairs, son. That's where this hanky-panky belongs!! Whether the can make it up there or not is entirely up to Molly; Fjord will do whatever he wants, too smitten to care right now. ]
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