devilstongue | Open RP Post

[ Molly grins, turning to grab his pillow and showing it. It looks like just a firm neck support, really, formed just for his type of horns to let him sleep on the side without putting pressure on them. It could also be used to sleep on his back, since it would still support his neck and let his horns 'cradle' the skull. ]

I also have horn foam at home... essentially pads them to not end up poking your bed partner.

[ Pardon the twitching of his lips which bite themselves before straightening out. ]

You have ... foam pads for them?

[ That's so cute. ]

[ He looks at Fjord, so amused to let him into tiefling 'secrets'. ]

I have foam pads. They're the most obnoxious magenta color, I hate and love them. Most of the time I just use the horn caps, but Gustav told me it's good if I use them for support sometimes since my horns have holes in them that might be weak points.

[ ...and of course when your 'dad' tells you things, you kind of ignore it. ]

...and no, I don't know why there are holes, I think the last guy was just weird.

[ It's a very permanent thing, after all. Tiefling horns are not like deer horns that shed, nor are they permanently growing like orc tusks. They are attached to the skull and shaped hollow at the base, with a flesh core, a shitton of veins in there and then tapering to just bone the rest of the way. They bleed like crazy if cut or broken by the core, so he could have woken up from his accident without horns and have to get resin ones installed.

(To be fair, the resin ones are so cool, especially the light-up or glow-in-the-dark ones.) ]

[ His hand is drifting up before he notices it, pausing when he does. ]

Um, may I touch them?

[ It's interesting and he looks with his touch. ]

[ Molly looks a little amused at that, but nods. It's part of him, after all, and he finds it pretty sweet that Fjord is curious. ]

Sure! I can't feel much in them, but the bases are very sensitive.

[ Comes with the 'pushing out of his skin' thing. Tiefling babies who teeth and bud at the same time? Chaos. ]

[ With permission he leans up on a bent arm and brushes his fingertips down the ridges on a horn, curiously running over the tips and down to the holes, gentle in case they're weaker there. He continues up into wavy hair to the base where Molly said they're sensitive and locks eyes with him then, seeking out where scalp turns into horn. ]

... Feels like I'm doing something illicit.

[ He leans his head a bit so Fjord has access, smiling as the half-orc trails his fingers over the ridges and explores. Once he reaches the base he sighs softly. ]

Mmm... close to it.

[ Well, then. He hasn't the willpower to refuse Molly anything and kneads around the base of that horn in slow circles, gathering and releasing thick locks of hair as he goes.

A kiss pecks the corner of that happy sigh. ]

I wonder if you'll blush like a flower if I keep going.

[ Head-horn massage? Fjord has unlocked how to most effectively soothe a tiefling! Molly smiles, eyes half-closed and relaxed.

The little kiss makes him smile more, and he leans a bit into that touch. ]

I'm pretty sure I'll fall asleep, at least.

[ Fjord sinks back into the bedding and opens an arm to Molly so he can nestle in if he wants more horn-rubs. ]

Come here, I'll get to the other one.

[ It's like giving someone a really weird massage, but a massage nonetheless. ]

[ Molly lays down with Fjord, cuddling up so that his boyfriend(!) has access to his horns and nothing is poking anyone. He smiles, curling his tail around Fjord's leg. ]

Mmm... so good to me.

[ He makes a little happy noise that almost sounds like a purr, relaxing under Fjord's touch. ]

[ It makes him chuckle to have Molly so docile, petted like a prize cat. The purr warms his heart and softens his gaze, a world away from the wild creature that moans and shrieks for funds on his website. ]

You're a sweetheart. Get some rest.

[ It only takes a few more rubs before Molly is dozing off, eventually falling asleep in Fjord's arms. Sweetly, innocently. This is what was different from all the flings he's had, all the times he shows off to usernames and tips.

Someone who just holds him through the night.

The next day, they're both woken up by Yasha, who has gotten the other tent down already. In typical Molly fashion, he buries his face in Fjord's chest and whines. Gods, how he hates mornings. ]

[ Fjord sleeps like the dead, nuzzling his tiefling until he falls asleep. When morning comes he's as bad as Molly and hides with him under the blankets, grumbling and groaning into a soft head of hair and reliable horns that his cheeks rest on comfortably. ]

M'not ... getting up ...

[ Nobody's getting Starbucks if we do not get going. Yasha manages to sound promising and threatening all in one, which is a great way to get Molly to pay attention. He still wines but gives her a thumbs up before kissing Fjord softly. ]

Think we can stall as long as possible?

[ Starbucks sounds amazing. Coffee sounds like life. ]

Tell them we'll be out in ten minutes ... we can get dressed while I'm kissing the gorgeous creature warming my bed.

[ It's a challenge but he's up to multitasking, reaching for a fresh hoodie with one hand while kneading at a sleepy tiefling's thigh with another, reluctant to lose all that bare skin in a hurry. ]

[ Molly keeps making little unhappy whines, but the kisses placate him and he reaches for his pants, throwing his wrinkled shirt on. He's absolutely in the way of Fjord's dressing, though, leaning on him like the most needy cat in the world.

Once the boots are on, he finally stops stalling and starts getting up instead, called by the promise of coffee with ridiculous amounts of sugar. ]

[ Fjord is the last out of the tent and he looks about as rank as anyone else who has been living in a field without a shower for three days (and having sex, oops), more closely resembling someone who went to a weekend festival than a larp event. His hoodie covers bare skin and his jeans are the good reliable pair, worn through on the knees, boots partly laced and hair askew after he ran his hands through it in an attempt at a civilised ponytail.

He helps get the tent down and packed away, stretching and yawning all the while ... shooting Molly some winks along the way. ]

Let's get a big breakfast at the first roadside mall we come by.

[ Molly actually helps a little more effectively this time, because that coffee is calling him - and together they all manage to pack it all up and get ready to leave. Yasha gets into the car while Molly has briefly disappeared to say goodbye to a few people, and then finally they're ready to get on the road.

Grinning at Fjord and blowing him a kiss, Molly hops into the rental car and immediately steals the aux cord while Yasha rolls her eyes fondly.

Once they're on the road, he looks up close malls that have both a breakfast place and a Starbucks on his phone, sending suggestions to Fjord (and hoping Cad either reads it to him or is the one driving). ]

[ Texts fly back and forth as Caduceus drives.

babe i'll eat anywhere there's bacon

no not there

do they have muffins?? get what you want

doughnuts are fine

babe ANYWHERE

Possibly taking twenty minutes longer than it should, they all pull up to the second food mall and Fjord waves at Yasha's car as he races inside to find the first brand that sells bacon sandwiches, not even his love for Molly stalling his pace as he skips over some small bushes. ]

[ This is such a couple thing to do over the phone and it warms Molly's heart so much. Once they turn into the parking lot he watches the half-orc rushing by like a doofus, hunting for his bacon. Molly waits until they manage to find a parking spot, following along with the rest of the group as they head into the mall.

They're all kind of grungy and Molly's still wearing some of his costume, but not too many people seem to notice until they all clamber into the small food area to pick their foods. They get a few weird looks, but at least no comments.

Molly piles up breakfast muffins and eggs, a waffle and some fruit for his plate, and then takes Starbucks orders from everyone so he can go get it while the rest get their food. ]

[ Fjord gets his breakfast roll and a bucket of fried chicken as well as a large fizzy drink, living the wild life as Caduceus amusedly puts it. By the time Molly comes back with coffee orders Fjord has stuffed his face enough to pay attention to something other than his food and gives him a cheery smile as he bites into his KFC. ]

You're an angel. An aasimar, if you will.

[ He pretends not to hear Yasha snort. ]

Of course I am, look at my angelic face!

[ He smiles, handing everyone their drinks and sipping something weird out of a cup that barely looks like it counts as coffee. He sits down to dig into his own food, and is quickly shown to be a food thief of the worst caliber, which is probably why Yasha got extra food. ]

I had a great time this weekend, you guys.

[ As Caduceus asks Yasha about the flowers she bought, Fjord speaks to Molly in an undertone. ]

If you want to meet up next week I'd love to make you dinner. Or ... order us a pizza for a night in.

[ Because he still bears the shame of banging Molly in a tent and that is. Wow. ]

I would really like that.

[ He sneaks a hand into Fjord's free one, smiling. Every time the half-orc opened his mouth, he felt more and more sure that this wasn't it. That there would be more. ]

I'd like to see your home.

[ Learn more about this sweet man, more than the two weeks or so they had spoken. ]

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