[ Molly looks amused at that, leaning over to take Fjord's hand to trace over a line on his palm. ]
Oh, I want those pancakes more than anything, baby.
[ Pizza and cupcakes is a wonderfully decadent meal, and he watches Fjord under long lashes as the half-orc licks frosting of his finger in a way that goes directly down to his dick. This is someone who likes him, who goes from picking up a weirdo in the rain to being sweet and spicy all in one.
...that reminds him. ]
Shit, I had a present for you.
[ Getting off the chair, he moves to the front door to pick through his wet purse and the little package there. He comes back with it and a note. ]
I thought bringing flower was going to be boring to a florist, so I got you this.
[ Molly hands over the package, which has a small action figure inside it - a half-orc paladin from some kind of TV show that Molly doesn't know anything about. He just saw half-orc with big sword while in one of his tchotchke shops and grabbed it, since it reminded him of their fun weekend. It isn't quite Fjord's coloring, but at least greenish rather than gray. ]
[ He's so happy Fjord likes it. He was a bit concerned that it would be seen as childish rather than what he was going for, but Molly eventually ran out of fucks after spending way too long trying to figure out something to bring to an actual in-house date.
Molly meets that kiss with a soft smile, leaning their forehead's together as he then picks up the note he had fished out of his purse. ]
[ Still hyped up over his new toy (it's really cool!!), he takes a moment to peer at the letter and, in his oblivious happy mood, completely miss the point. ]
Oh, were you sick?
[ Rubbing his back in case he was because that's what you do. ]
[ He ducks his face into Molly's shoulder to hide his immediate blush, having no other way to hide beyond hauling his shirt up over his face. No, he'll take the shoulder, wrapping his arms around him. ]
[ He breaks into laughter again, hugging Fjord close against his shoulder. His own cheeks are a little flushed as well, because that was wonderfully dirty. Molly plays with that somewhat-damp hair, so happy just to be here in this apartment with the half-orc.
Considering how stressed he's been today, it was all worth it just to hold Fjord again. ]
Sexy talk aside... I'm so happy, Fjord. I like you so much.
I like you more, and I win that argument because we're in my house.
[ Kissing his way up a neck (carefully avoiding a horn) he sets his mini-me down and cups Molly's cheek just to feel the warmth of him, thumb brushing back and forth as he takes in the sight of him. Beautiful and a little soggy around the edges, a flash of thigh on view beneath that overlarge shirt. ]
Would you mind terribly if we took a nap? I know it's not very sexy but I've been on my feet since seven.
[ Laughing with Fjord is apparently going to be a thing, and he's delighted. The knowledge that the half-orc just wants to take a nap with him is filling his heart with so many good feelings. ]
Mmm, no, that actually sounds great. I'm full of pizza and pretty tired as well.
[ Not like someone who has been on their feet all day, but still. Molly leans to Fjord again, enjoying the closeness for a moment before he finally pulls himself away to stand up and put his plate and stuff in the sink. ]
[ Plates dumped, he takes Molly by the hand in a gesture of domesticity that isn't lost on him and leads the way back to the bedroom. He crawls under the covers and opens his arms, wanting nothing more than Molly to hold after a week apart and the stress of today. ]
You're the perfect boyfriend, let me just reaffirm that.
[ There's something in his heart that just slides into the correct place when their hands touch again and Fjord leads him back to the bedroom. Taking out some of his horn danglies and putting them on the nightstand, Molly sinks into the soft bed with a satisfied sigh.
It really was nice, and even better with a warm body in it to hug.
Then Fjord says that and now it's Molly's turn to bury his face against a shoulder. He smiles against the shirt sleeve and then strokes his fingers over a bearded cheek.]
...so are you. Thank you, Fjord. Just... for being you. For accepting me, even when I'm a mess.
Honey, you're not a mess ... You're just you, and I love ... all the things that make you so.
[ !!! Nice save. Very smooth.
He wraps up Molly in his arms and snuggles in, the aches and pains returning after his traipse to the petrol station in the rain, long hours driving, on top of a full day's work.
And he falls asleep for most of the night, snoozing until the twilight hours before dawn. ]
[ You're just you, and I love all the things that make you so. Fuck. He's in so much trouble, and he... honestly adores it. Molly is so stupidly happy right now, happily cuddled close to Fjord, half on top and head resting on that thick chest. His tail curl around his lover's ankle, and he's dead asleep in minutes.
He has barely shifted his place in the night, still a heating pad of tiefling warmth on Fjord when the half-orc wakes. ]
[ Fjord blinks awake to the silvery pre-dawn light and the first bed-mate he's had in literal years, camping excluded. Molly is a warm weight, cosily tucked in beside him like he's belonged there all these years past and was the missing jigsaw piece to Fjord's heart.
He inhales slowly, savouring the slow way he's waking up, running a hand up Molly's thigh where he find the edge of lace hugging his ass and pauses, a little more alert than before. Sliding his fingertips under the hem, he closes his eyes and continues to doze with a palmful of his boyfriend's butt held safe. ]
[ It's the safest ass in Zadash, and while it doesn't really wake Molly up, it makes him cuddle in closer with a pleased sigh. There's soft, warm breath against Fjord's collarbone, with a tiny hint of a snoozing sound to accompany it. One horn is pressing slightly against Fjord, but the horn caps are smooth to not dig in the ridges into skin.
It's been some time since Molly's slept this well - not that he has particular problems in that part, but there's something about just being close like this that adds a layer of protection and peace.
[ What a stealthy morning he's having! Turning his head to nuzzle at the base of a horn that he feels nudged into his shoulder, a soft rainfall of kisses dapple what Fjord can see of Molly and he spreads a hand up and down a smooth, hot back. ]
[ It says something, when someone who hates morning so much is happy to wake up this time. Molly's eyes open a sliver, and he makes that content, almost purring sound at the kisses and the touch.
It doesn't mean he's particularly interested in actually getting up, but at least he's not a dramatic bitch about his hatred for morning today. ]
Hi.
[ He mumbles, turning his head a bit to look up at Fjord with a dopey, happy smile. ]
[ He digs his nails, a little more claw today at the tips, into that rump to drag Molly in flush against him, the world beneath the blankets an unseen land of touch and heat. It's a pleasant thing to feel him plastered close and he rumbles happily in his chest. ]
Feels like waking up to my own private sunrise with those eyes ... Red as the dawn.
[ There's a little chuckle as he's pulled closer, tail uncoiling around that ankle to flick higher, settling around the top part of Fjord's thigh instead. Now they were even... ish. ]
Mmm... hello.
[ Said dawnlight eyes widen a bit at the praise, and draws a softer smile from Molly, who shifts so that he can kiss his boyfriend. He doesn't care about morning breath, he just wants to let Fjord feel how much he treasures little words like that. A lot of people found them unnerving or 'exotic', but a private sunrise? Beautiful. ]
You say such sweet things so early in the morning.
[ Scraaaping his nails across that booty, he follows the line of a tail and digs the pad of his thumb under one of its knolls. rubbing sleepy circles around it and then the one above.
A dopey morning!Molly is endlessly endearing. ]
Flattery will get you everywhere but you've already got permission.
[ He arches his back a bit at that touch to his tail, one of those hedonistic, deep sighs escaping him as Fjord plays with one of the bumps on the upper part of his tail, the extended process there in his tailbones wonderfully sensitive.
Molly craves another kiss and pushes himself slowly on top of Fjord like a purple, spoiled cat or a heavy blanket. ]
Mmm ... Fortunately my everything wants you too, beautiful.
[ The sweet ache of an impending erection starts to build as Molly moves atop him, more attention given to those tail-nubs as Fjord opens to lazy, hungry kisses that are sticky and hot with sleep. Unhurried, he nudges Molly to sit astride his hips and sighs shakily over those soft lips, blinking as wakes up a little more. ]
Would it be terrible of me to put my mouth all over this cute tail to thank it for always wrapping around me so safely?
[ Lazy morning sex isn't something he's had a lot, and just laying here, exchanging kisses is so good for his soul. (And his dick.) There's a soft moan as those hands continue to play with his tail, a sleepy smile brightening Molly's face. ]
I would love that, and so would it.
[ His tail makes happy, lazy s-shapes before lifting to tickle Fjord's neck with the spade. ]
It's not like my foot! That's like saying your tusks are your ears! They're close to eachother but very different.
[ Honestly, Fjord! Molly tries not to smile and instead fake-huffs until Fjord leans to bite the spade, and it all turns into an 'ah!' worthy of his videos when the cartilage is nipped by teeth. ]
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Oh, I want those pancakes more than anything, baby.
[ Pizza and cupcakes is a wonderfully decadent meal, and he watches Fjord under long lashes as the half-orc licks frosting of his finger in a way that goes directly down to his dick. This is someone who likes him, who goes from picking up a weirdo in the rain to being sweet and spicy all in one.
...that reminds him. ]
Shit, I had a present for you.
[ Getting off the chair, he moves to the front door to pick through his wet purse and the little package there. He comes back with it and a note. ]
I thought bringing flower was going to be boring to a florist, so I got you this.
[ Molly hands over the package, which has a small action figure inside it - a half-orc paladin from some kind of TV show that Molly doesn't know anything about. He just saw half-orc with big sword while in one of his tchotchke shops and grabbed it, since it reminded him of their fun weekend. It isn't quite Fjord's coloring, but at least greenish rather than gray. ]
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This is so awesome! Oh, look, he has a sword too! I bet I could repaint him to look more like me ...
[ Wrapping an arm around Molly to reel him in for a kiss, he grins. ]
I love it.
[ And maybe loves his tiefling boyfriend a little bit more, if the way he nuzzles in is any indication. ]
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[ He's so happy Fjord likes it. He was a bit concerned that it would be seen as childish rather than what he was going for, but Molly eventually ran out of fucks after spending way too long trying to figure out something to bring to an actual in-house date.
Molly meets that kiss with a soft smile, leaning their forehead's together as he then picks up the note he had fished out of his purse. ]
...also this.
[ A clean bill of health! ]
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Oh, were you sick?
[ Rubbing his back in case he was because that's what you do. ]
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No, darling. It means I'm not sick at all, and that you can fill this pretty ass of mine to the brim with as much come you want.
[ Or the other way around, if he was so inclined. ]
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[ He ducks his face into Molly's shoulder to hide his immediate blush, having no other way to hide beyond hauling his shirt up over his face. No, he'll take the shoulder, wrapping his arms around him. ]
That's ... also sweet. In other ways.
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Considering how stressed he's been today, it was all worth it just to hold Fjord again. ]
Sexy talk aside... I'm so happy, Fjord. I like you so much.
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[ Kissing his way up a neck (carefully avoiding a horn) he sets his mini-me down and cups Molly's cheek just to feel the warmth of him, thumb brushing back and forth as he takes in the sight of him. Beautiful and a little soggy around the edges, a flash of thigh on view beneath that overlarge shirt. ]
Would you mind terribly if we took a nap? I know it's not very sexy but I've been on my feet since seven.
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Mmm, no, that actually sounds great. I'm full of pizza and pretty tired as well.
[ Not like someone who has been on their feet all day, but still. Molly leans to Fjord again, enjoying the closeness for a moment before he finally pulls himself away to stand up and put his plate and stuff in the sink. ]
Your bed was really nice and soft, too.
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[ Plates dumped, he takes Molly by the hand in a gesture of domesticity that isn't lost on him and leads the way back to the bedroom. He crawls under the covers and opens his arms, wanting nothing more than Molly to hold after a week apart and the stress of today. ]
You're the perfect boyfriend, let me just reaffirm that.
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It really was nice, and even better with a warm body in it to hug.
Then Fjord says that and now it's Molly's turn to bury his face against a shoulder. He smiles against the shirt sleeve and then strokes his fingers over a bearded cheek.]
...so are you. Thank you, Fjord. Just... for being you. For accepting me, even when I'm a mess.
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[ !!! Nice save. Very smooth.
He wraps up Molly in his arms and snuggles in, the aches and pains returning after his traipse to the petrol station in the rain, long hours driving, on top of a full day's work.
And he falls asleep for most of the night, snoozing until the twilight hours before dawn. ]
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He has barely shifted his place in the night, still a heating pad of tiefling warmth on Fjord when the half-orc wakes. ]
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He inhales slowly, savouring the slow way he's waking up, running a hand up Molly's thigh where he find the edge of lace hugging his ass and pauses, a little more alert than before. Sliding his fingertips under the hem, he closes his eyes and continues to doze with a palmful of his boyfriend's butt held safe. ]
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It's been some time since Molly's slept this well - not that he has particular problems in that part, but there's something about just being close like this that adds a layer of protection and peace.
Maybe that was what mates were about. ]
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Molls ...
[ Murmuring into a nest of wavy tangles. ]
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It doesn't mean he's particularly interested in actually getting up, but at least he's not a dramatic bitch about his hatred for morning today. ]
Hi.
[ He mumbles, turning his head a bit to look up at Fjord with a dopey, happy smile. ]
I see you found an extra pillow to hold.
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[ He digs his nails, a little more claw today at the tips, into that rump to drag Molly in flush against him, the world beneath the blankets an unseen land of touch and heat. It's a pleasant thing to feel him plastered close and he rumbles happily in his chest. ]
Feels like waking up to my own private sunrise with those eyes ... Red as the dawn.
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Mmm... hello.
[ Said dawnlight eyes widen a bit at the praise, and draws a softer smile from Molly, who shifts so that he can kiss his boyfriend. He doesn't care about morning breath, he just wants to let Fjord feel how much he treasures little words like that. A lot of people found them unnerving or 'exotic', but a private sunrise? Beautiful. ]
You say such sweet things so early in the morning.
[ Another kiss, lingering this time. ]
You're worth all the sunrises in the world.
[ ...there's only one, Molly! ]
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A dopey morning!Molly is endlessly endearing. ]
Flattery will get you everywhere but you've already got permission.
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Molly craves another kiss and pushes himself slowly on top of Fjord like a purple, spoiled cat or a heavy blanket. ]
Mmm, good. I'm greedy and want your everything.
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[ The sweet ache of an impending erection starts to build as Molly moves atop him, more attention given to those tail-nubs as Fjord opens to lazy, hungry kisses that are sticky and hot with sleep. Unhurried, he nudges Molly to sit astride his hips and sighs shakily over those soft lips, blinking as wakes up a little more. ]
Would it be terrible of me to put my mouth all over this cute tail to thank it for always wrapping around me so safely?
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[ Lazy morning sex isn't something he's had a lot, and just laying here, exchanging kisses is so good for his soul. (And his dick.) There's a soft moan as those hands continue to play with his tail, a sleepy smile brightening Molly's face. ]
I would love that, and so would it.
[ His tail makes happy, lazy s-shapes before lifting to tickle Fjord's neck with the spade. ]
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That is so weird, like tickling me with your foot!
[ ... He's gonna bite it if he can. ]
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[ Honestly, Fjord! Molly tries not to smile and instead fake-huffs until Fjord leans to bite the spade, and it all turns into an 'ah!' worthy of his videos when the cartilage is nipped by teeth. ]
Mmm... gentle.
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