[ Gathering his courage (why it feels like he needs any he isn't sure, especially having slept with Molly once he's very conscious of it having been in a dark tent) he sits up on his knees between lilac legs and thumbs down his slacks, dragging off the last garment he wears and tossing it aside. He's hard and aching, slick smeared across the thick crown from being pressed into his pants so long, and it takes some effort not to think of all the people Molly might have slept with who looked different. Better. It's not like Fjord does more than basic grooming, he's not as smooth and lovely by far, a thatch of hair ending a happy-trail, the same dusting his mottled thighs.
He claps his hands like he nerd he is. ]
... Back to business!
[ And sinks onto his elbows either side of Molly's hips, nosing at his cock where it strains those loosened panties. His cheeks burn, distracting himself from the thought of being naked with someone (properly) for the first time in years by lapping at a hard shaft, soaking through silk. ]
[ He watches with fondness and amusement as Fjord says that and starts getting out of his clothes. Having a fully-lit look at that gorgeous cock makes Molly's mouth water - it's such a lovely color, so deliciously thick and the 'setting' is wonderful as well. He wants to put his hand around those large balls to feel how heavy they are, nuzzle through that coarse dark hair... and it seems like Fjord has the same idea, only in reverse.
Seems they have good ideas together.
Molly laughs as the half-orc clasps his hands like that, like a man getting ready for a feast - and then he sinks down to meet him, that nose against the darker purple and hard flesh trapped inside his nice panties. It draws a pleased little 'ah' from the tiefling, and Molly's tail curls around green shoulders. ]
[ He glances at the tail, still getting used to having a fifth appendage in their bed (it's not like the half-elves in his past had them!) and pauses to kiss the side of it. Back to the task at hand (and mouth) he peels off those panties and tosses them over a shoulder, returning to get to know Molly's cock by long lazy licks and gentle strokes of a fist, finally working up the courage to seal his lips over the tapered head and take down a few hot, hard inches.
That's where he bobs for a few long moments, reacquainting himself with the act. ]
[ The kiss to his tail is so sweet, putting another affectionate smile on those lips. Molly helps with the full removal of his panties by arching a bit, freeing the straining cock underneath with a little laugh. It's nothing Fjord hasn't seen before in pictures and videos; neatly trimmed plum hair around the root, average size with a flushed head, beading a bit of precome from all the wonderful touches.
That happy laugh breaks quite quickly into a moan as that hot tongue and hand is on him, the head sinking into such perfect wet heat that has Molly reaching down to run a hand into that salt-and-pepper hair. ]
Fjord, yes... you're so good to me, baby.
[ Even more of his cock is taken into that lovely mouth and the tiefling adores it, watching enraptured as Fjord bobs his head and makes him shudder with pleasure. ]
Mmm ... [ His lips pop off the crown to answer, ] I'll give you the world in this bed, sweetheart.
[ It's been more than a few years since Sabian but the method returns like muscle-memory in his throat as he sinks down over as much of Molly as he can, two fingers and a thumb around the base as he works his throat around that hot shaft. Sabian wasn't big on sex but he liked blowjobs more than anything, so Fjord feels right at home putting his dusty but extensive experience back to work to see how Molly likes it. He keeps the weight of him cushioned on his tongue with every long suck to the tip, lashing the slit there with licks and sliding back down to repeat the process after some mind-numbing, relaxing bobbing. Fjord has a rhythm and he sticks to it, not at all shy.
Not when there's a big knot in his chest aching to unwind with every touch in his hair or soft moan above. He wants to make Molly feel good, above anything else including his own pleasure, and sinks his weight onto his elbows under those thighs to coax them up for a better angle.
Fjord makes it as clear as possible that he's where he wants to be, with the man he wants, and enjoying it. ]
[ 'The world in this bed'. He certainly feels like the main gravitational force in it right now, Fjord pulled in and that mouth hungry for Molly. He feels so damn good, each movement drawing sighs and soft moans from his lips. Sweet, loving words spill as well, adoring and full of happiness as he notices just how much Fjord likes this, too. ]
Love this, you're so good... fuck, honey, please... it feels so good, you're so good, ah...
[ When the half-orc coaxes his thighs up he follows the unspoken request at once, giving that lovely hair another rake of his fingers, ending in a fistful of that ponytail at a particularly good bob around his cock.
Molly feels like he's floating in a haze of pleasure, unable to take his eyes of this gorgeous man so devoted to sucking his cock like it's the most important thing in the world. ]
[ The praise makes his ears twitch and burn, a throaty rumble vibrating around Molly in return. He has to force himself to pull off, loving the nails raking his scalp and gripping his ponytail, otherwise he might never get to see what else Molly likes to have done to him.
Breathless and grinning, he keeps a loose fist around that pretty cock and noses lower, mouthing carefully at the taut curve of balls; mindful of his tusks. The cool press of them can be felt whenever he covers him in a wet, sloppy kiss, but there's never any danger, even with Fjord distractedly grasping at a thigh. ]
[ Breathless is the right word; Molly is almost light-headed with how amazing he feels, Fjord drawing a cry out of him at the vibrations around his cock. His red eyes follow each movement, legs spreading further as his lover starts moving downwards (and surprising him even more).
Those tusks add such a nice addition in texture to the soft, wet lips on his balls, definitely smaller than a half-orc's but so damn sensitive at each touch. Fjord's question is almost lost in his haze of feelings, but Molly smiles down at him, hand moving from the grip on his hair to his bearded cheek. ]
Like this? Nobody.
[ He's had plenty of blowjobs and the likes, but this is miles above all of that. ]
You're so fucking perfect, Fjord.
[ He can't kiss him from over here, but that tail curls again, wrapping happily around shoulder and arm. Tiefling love octopus. ]
[ Softly incredulous to hear it, he breathes out a laugh and shakes his head, planting one last kiss on those heavy curves. The grip of the tail winding down his arm is so cute that he can't stifle a grin, even as he gets up on his knees and drags Molly's lower half with him, legs sprawled over his shoulders. ]
I'd better take extra special care of you then, hadn't I?
[ Holding any eye-contact Molly can spare while he's a happily dazed mess, Fjord keeps an arm around a lavender waist and grips a thigh for stability, lowering his tongue to a hot pink hole that he licks a firm strip over, sinking inside. ]
[ His eyes widen a bit as Fjord pulls him closer and nudges his legs like that. Fuck, was he going to...?
He is.
It draws a filthy sound out of Molly, that first lick - and when he can't quite reach the half-orc from this position, making fists in that bedding will do. ]
Gods, baby, fuck that's amazing.
[ It really is extra special. Again, he's been rimmed before, but not like this. Not with such affection, not when feeling like his heart is about to burst with happiness. Then the tip of that sweet tongue sinks in and there's nothing but white noise in Molly's brain for a few seconds, bliss flowing over his face and making his eyes close. ]
[ Molly gets to feel to huff of laughter right in his ass as Fjord's shoulders shake, a squeeze given to his thigh before the half-orc delves back in with a long slick press, opening him up to the rhythm Molly prefers and riding his arching movements.
The little shiver that shuts down Molly's brain and renders him speechless for a moment is adorable. ]
Do you like it deeper, baby, or just to be teased?
[ Experimenting with both to judge Molly's reactions for himself, letting him feel the brush of a beard against his ass each time. ]
[ Of course he can't help but laugh as well, and it's so wonderful to laugh in bed like this, even with Fjord's tongue in his ass. The half-orc followed his body's need so well, finding the rhythm and the touch but asking, too. ]
Mmm... deeper, please.
[ He wouldn't be Molly if he wasn't greedy, laid out on a soft bed with such a devoted lover that made him somehow feel warmer than a tiefling already was. The brush of that beard tickles at the base of his tail as well, adding a stimulation he was not even aware of. The tail spade flicks almost in time with that tongue, more of that pleasure-haze taking him.
He's so damn hard, but that's almost taking second seat to all the experiences right now. ]
Teasing first, then deeper... just like that, it's perfect.
Deeper, huh ... [ He can't hold him up like this for much longer, debating how to position his lovely boyfriend so they can keep it up (ahem) as long as possible. ] Can you roll onto your stomach for me? And pass down a pillow?
[ He gives a wink, lowering Molly to the bed with a kiss to the soft inside of a thigh. ]
I promise to give you what you want, don't complain.
[ He tries to not whine at the loss of that mouth on him, being good for once. (Just to get what he wants, naturally.) Molly untangles his tail from Fjord and then somewhat ungracefully rolls over, trying to hide it by stretching out his legs happily and then grabbing a pillow from the side to hand down to his lover. ]
I'm so happy you're doing this baby, not many like giving it and it feels so good...
[ Putting his head on his arms, he looks back at the half-orc, teasingly and fond at once. That tail bends over his back to show everything underneath, the curve of those round cheeks and the slick, cute hole that wants that tongue back in it as soon as possible. ]
Spoil me more, darling. I feel like the most important person in the world.
[ With Molly squirming into position, Fjord slips the pillow under purple hips and takes his time kneading up the backs of his boyfriend's calves and thighs before his mouth ever touches the latter, skimming its way up to the curve of a cheek. It's a beautiful sight, presented with so much trust that his heart aches. Kisses and tusks dapple-scrape their way to the seam of that alluring ass where he runs a hand up to the base of a tail and drapes it over a shoulder as he sinks back into tight heat with a possessive lick, spearing Molly on the intentionally hard thrust of his tongue, 'deeper' stuck in his head as a demand he seeks to fulfil.
Other men have seen Molly fucking himself on various objects but they don't get to take care of him too, not in the same way Fjord offers as he fucks him on his mouth. He covers him in worshipping kisses, lapping at the pretty ass so many have paid so much to see, and growls once he's buried with his jaw wide and tongue curling deep like Molly wants, offering the chance to ride that tongue as he pleases.
He wants to be the only one who ever gives Molly this kind of attention. ]
[ Fuck, he didn't know his chest could feel so full that it almost hurt. Here he was, laid out and treated like an absolute feast, being told such beautiful things that makes him feel he has more value than anything before that. There were so many more emotions involved in this than just the pleasure, and Molly wants all of it.
The kisses and feeling of those tusks heats him up quickly, almost as if they didn't even take a brief position break, and the way Fjord handles his tail is rewarded with a light coil of the appendage and Molly's breathy moan. ]
Baby, yes...
[ Then Fjord's tongue sank into him again, deep and with more force behind it, making him grasp at the sheets and cry out. The half-orc is so damn dirty and sweet about it all at the same time, making Molly feel so good. Taking care of him like he's precious.
Once that tongue is deep in him, opening him up with that mouth, Molly rocks his hips back a bit, both to ride it and to drag his cock over the sheets underneath it. He's so stimulated on all sides, a cacophony of whines, 'yes' and moans leaving him, proving he's just as loud in real life as he is on the net. ]
[ It's good to know he can make Molly as loud as he is on those videos, even if he sounds a little different to Fjord's ears as the praise hit differently, all because of him and not just imagined so. He gives him what he needs for a while longer, letting Molly's mind melt from the pleasure of being eaten out the way he deserves, then withdraws with a peck to each cheek.
Fjord's weight covers him from behind as he curls an arm around Molly's middle in a hug, kisses dusting over a shoulder. The heavy line of his dick rests between those cheeks, nudged up against a tail-root. ]
I've got lube, if you want more tonight. If you don't, that's alright too.
[ Molly's a sex-kitten on the screen but Fjord doesn't know how rampant those energies are in real life, not wanting to assume anything or make Molly feel obligated since this is his first relationship. He nuzzles the curve of a shoulder, giving the tiefling a squeeze as he lets him put some thought into an answer. ]
[ It is different, because he means all of it. It's real, no acting needed as he breathlessly praises Fjord for every touch that sends him into bliss. Molly opens his eyes to look back at the half-orc as he stops, smiling as his boyfriend crawls up over him and becomes his whole world, surrounded by strong arms and kisses.
...and that dick. Gods, how he loves the feel of it, pressing against him like that. Showing him how much Fjord is turned on just by eating him out. ]
I'm going to come immediately if you put your cock in me.
[ He says with a little chuckle, coiling his tail around Fjord's thigh. Molly's sex drive was pretty high, and he might have a thing for that thick, textured cock and the feeling of being filled. However, he doesn't want this to end before Fjord's barely gotten his dick wet. ]
You're so good to me, darling. What can I do for you?
[ It flatters him immensely and has laughter rumbling against Molly'a back. The tail running down Fjord's thigh is a distraction, sliding a hand down to pet it absently as he kisses the pyramid between a pair of shoulders. ]
You're already doing it. Being you.
[ Also, he has no idea what to ask for. Avantika never gave a shit what he wanted so he's a little out of touch when it comes to wanting things for himself, beyond a general theme involving Molly in his arms. Now that he's got that, he has time to pause and think, coming up short. ]
[ Fjord really liked to give, and not just in the sense of being on top. It makes Molly think with a smile, because the half-orc is so undeniably sweet but also seems to be unsure what he wants other than to make the tiefling happy. Which is great, don't get his (literally) spoiled ass wrong, but it still hammers in a bit more that Fjord's former lover(s) weren't so into worshiping him in return.
...and damn if he didn't deserve that so much. ]
Mmm... that's so cute, love. I'm happy you want to hear that, and don't get me wrong, I'm dying to come on your dick.
[ Molly locks back, a smile on his face and heat in his eyes. ]
Fuck me, Fjord. If I ever actually refuse to have that cock in me, I'm probably a clone and have been abducted by aliens. [ He chuckles. ] ...and if I don't want you then I'm obviously possessed.
I'd be a bad boyfriend if I didn't give you everything you want.
[ Not a half-orc who has to be asked twice, he leans over Molly to sort through the bedside drawer for the lube, dropping a kiss to his shoulder as he slides back over him, eagerness thrumming in his every move; the grasp of Molly's ass and press of a forehead between painted shoulders. ]
If you need me to stop at any point, let me know. It's ... been a while since I've done this, kinda rusty.
[ He's gentle all the same, kneading his way down Molly's back with one hand while another slides two fingers up the crack of his ass, searching out that hot little hole to start working him open on one. Fjord can practically hear his own heartbeat in his ears, harder than he's been in recent memory (excluding tent shenanigans) with Molly laid out before him like a fucking wet dream and practically begging for it, those long elegant limbs and flushed skintone from the videos committed to memory now bare and sweaty on his own bed. Fjord licks his lips and swallows, refocusing on the present and Molly's reactions, not wanting to hurt him; the tiefling took him well enough the first time they were together but everything was a lust-fuelled trainwreck that night and now here's Fjord's first opportunity to do things right. ]
Mmm... same. We both want eachother to have it all.
[ He can feel how eager Fjord is, though, and that makes his tail swish in a bit of amusement and pride all in one. The sweet little kiss and the breath against his shoulders draws a decadent sigh from him, and Molly smiles as he glances back at his lover. While he loved to see that handsome face, there was something really nice about having him at his back like that. ]
Nothing rusty about it, baby. I love your touch.
[ All of it, from cute pecks and pets to this, the way that hand moves over him while the other slips inside his well-tongued hole. It draws another filthy sound out of the tiefling, and he rocks down on that finger, desperate for more. It had been a little bit of a pause to get that amazingly thick head into him in that tent, but he has no doubt this will be easier. Fjord has spoiled him in what feels like hours. ]
Yes, love, just like that... look how much I want it, opening up for you. Gods.
[ He doesn't know what to do with all this praise, Molly drops it so easily to keep Fjord in a constant state of flush, just of varying degrees. With a finger knuckle-deep and easing Molly into being opened up by something harder than his tongue, he huffs a laugh. ]
Oh ... I'm looking, don't worry.
[ Snagging that swaying tail to wrap around his free arm, he keeps it aloft with a thumb rubbing at the base. After it seems Molly's just fine with one, he gets two fingers to see how he weathers those, the memory of their coupling in the tent doing no justice to being able to see him in the light. ]
[ He moans shamelessly as his tail is grabbed, and the way he thumbs at the base is perfect with the finger becoming two. This time there's more of stretch and he is slower in his rocking, taking them in shallowly at first and clawing a bit at the sheets again like a spoiled cat. ]
Perfect, baby. Fuck, your fingers are so good.
[ Between lube, fingers and his own knowledge how to open up, it doesn't take too long to relax enough to fit those fingers deep inside of him. The whine that follows is wonderful, tattooed back arching as he has to grab his cock to not come. ]
Fuck, fuck... ah!
[ Molly chuckles, trying to calm down and looking back at Fjord again. He probably should wait a while longer or have more fingers in him, but fuck that. ]
I'll stretch on your cock, baby. I want it in me before I come.
[ Dear holy gods, he's never had anyone as hot for him as this before. It short-circuits his brain to have Molly so hungry and he obeys without thinking about it, fingers slipping free to instead guide his cock, hastily slathered in a fist of lube, to that hot ass. Literally hot, Molly burns like a simmering fire as Fjord watches that blushing rim stretch around his dick and slowly eat him up, the grip easing a little once the crown is swallowed and a gasp is tugged from Fjord's lungs, almost startled to have fit.
He still has his grip around that tail and finds purchase between the ridges of it, holding Molly in place with it as he starts to sink further, tight walls slick around him. ]
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[ Gathering his courage (why it feels like he needs any he isn't sure, especially having slept with Molly once he's very conscious of it having been in a dark tent) he sits up on his knees between lilac legs and thumbs down his slacks, dragging off the last garment he wears and tossing it aside. He's hard and aching, slick smeared across the thick crown from being pressed into his pants so long, and it takes some effort not to think of all the people Molly might have slept with who looked different. Better. It's not like Fjord does more than basic grooming, he's not as smooth and lovely by far, a thatch of hair ending a happy-trail, the same dusting his mottled thighs.
He claps his hands like he nerd he is. ]
... Back to business!
[ And sinks onto his elbows either side of Molly's hips, nosing at his cock where it strains those loosened panties. His cheeks burn, distracting himself from the thought of being naked with someone (properly) for the first time in years by lapping at a hard shaft, soaking through silk. ]
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Seems they have good ideas together.
Molly laughs as the half-orc clasps his hands like that, like a man getting ready for a feast - and then he sinks down to meet him, that nose against the darker purple and hard flesh trapped inside his nice panties. It draws a pleased little 'ah' from the tiefling, and Molly's tail curls around green shoulders. ]
Oh, baby, yes...
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That's where he bobs for a few long moments, reacquainting himself with the act. ]
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That happy laugh breaks quite quickly into a moan as that hot tongue and hand is on him, the head sinking into such perfect wet heat that has Molly reaching down to run a hand into that salt-and-pepper hair. ]
Fjord, yes... you're so good to me, baby.
[ Even more of his cock is taken into that lovely mouth and the tiefling adores it, watching enraptured as Fjord bobs his head and makes him shudder with pleasure. ]
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[ It's been more than a few years since Sabian but the method returns like muscle-memory in his throat as he sinks down over as much of Molly as he can, two fingers and a thumb around the base as he works his throat around that hot shaft. Sabian wasn't big on sex but he liked blowjobs more than anything, so Fjord feels right at home putting his dusty but extensive experience back to work to see how Molly likes it. He keeps the weight of him cushioned on his tongue with every long suck to the tip, lashing the slit there with licks and sliding back down to repeat the process after some mind-numbing, relaxing bobbing. Fjord has a rhythm and he sticks to it, not at all shy.
Not when there's a big knot in his chest aching to unwind with every touch in his hair or soft moan above. He wants to make Molly feel good, above anything else including his own pleasure, and sinks his weight onto his elbows under those thighs to coax them up for a better angle.
Fjord makes it as clear as possible that he's where he wants to be, with the man he wants, and enjoying it. ]
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Love this, you're so good... fuck, honey, please... it feels so good, you're so good, ah...
[ When the half-orc coaxes his thighs up he follows the unspoken request at once, giving that lovely hair another rake of his fingers, ending in a fistful of that ponytail at a particularly good bob around his cock.
Molly feels like he's floating in a haze of pleasure, unable to take his eyes of this gorgeous man so devoted to sucking his cock like it's the most important thing in the world. ]
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Breathless and grinning, he keeps a loose fist around that pretty cock and noses lower, mouthing carefully at the taut curve of balls; mindful of his tusks. The cool press of them can be felt whenever he covers him in a wet, sloppy kiss, but there's never any danger, even with Fjord distractedly grasping at a thigh. ]
When was the last time someone did this for you?
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Those tusks add such a nice addition in texture to the soft, wet lips on his balls, definitely smaller than a half-orc's but so damn sensitive at each touch. Fjord's question is almost lost in his haze of feelings, but Molly smiles down at him, hand moving from the grip on his hair to his bearded cheek. ]
Like this? Nobody.
[ He's had plenty of blowjobs and the likes, but this is miles above all of that. ]
You're so fucking perfect, Fjord.
[ He can't kiss him from over here, but that tail curls again, wrapping happily around shoulder and arm. Tiefling love octopus. ]
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[ Softly incredulous to hear it, he breathes out a laugh and shakes his head, planting one last kiss on those heavy curves. The grip of the tail winding down his arm is so cute that he can't stifle a grin, even as he gets up on his knees and drags Molly's lower half with him, legs sprawled over his shoulders. ]
I'd better take extra special care of you then, hadn't I?
[ Holding any eye-contact Molly can spare while he's a happily dazed mess, Fjord keeps an arm around a lavender waist and grips a thigh for stability, lowering his tongue to a hot pink hole that he licks a firm strip over, sinking inside. ]
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He is.
It draws a filthy sound out of Molly, that first lick - and when he can't quite reach the half-orc from this position, making fists in that bedding will do. ]
Gods, baby, fuck that's amazing.
[ It really is extra special. Again, he's been rimmed before, but not like this. Not with such affection, not when feeling like his heart is about to burst with happiness. Then the tip of that sweet tongue sinks in and there's nothing but white noise in Molly's brain for a few seconds, bliss flowing over his face and making his eyes close. ]
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The little shiver that shuts down Molly's brain and renders him speechless for a moment is adorable. ]
Do you like it deeper, baby, or just to be teased?
[ Experimenting with both to judge Molly's reactions for himself, letting him feel the brush of a beard against his ass each time. ]
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Mmm... deeper, please.
[ He wouldn't be Molly if he wasn't greedy, laid out on a soft bed with such a devoted lover that made him somehow feel warmer than a tiefling already was. The brush of that beard tickles at the base of his tail as well, adding a stimulation he was not even aware of. The tail spade flicks almost in time with that tongue, more of that pleasure-haze taking him.
He's so damn hard, but that's almost taking second seat to all the experiences right now. ]
Teasing first, then deeper... just like that, it's perfect.
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[ He gives a wink, lowering Molly to the bed with a kiss to the soft inside of a thigh. ]
I promise to give you what you want, don't complain.
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I'm so happy you're doing this baby, not many like giving it and it feels so good...
[ Putting his head on his arms, he looks back at the half-orc, teasingly and fond at once. That tail bends over his back to show everything underneath, the curve of those round cheeks and the slick, cute hole that wants that tongue back in it as soon as possible. ]
Spoil me more, darling. I feel like the most important person in the world.
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[ With Molly squirming into position, Fjord slips the pillow under purple hips and takes his time kneading up the backs of his boyfriend's calves and thighs before his mouth ever touches the latter, skimming its way up to the curve of a cheek. It's a beautiful sight, presented with so much trust that his heart aches. Kisses and tusks dapple-scrape their way to the seam of that alluring ass where he runs a hand up to the base of a tail and drapes it over a shoulder as he sinks back into tight heat with a possessive lick, spearing Molly on the intentionally hard thrust of his tongue, 'deeper' stuck in his head as a demand he seeks to fulfil.
Other men have seen Molly fucking himself on various objects but they don't get to take care of him too, not in the same way Fjord offers as he fucks him on his mouth. He covers him in worshipping kisses, lapping at the pretty ass so many have paid so much to see, and growls once he's buried with his jaw wide and tongue curling deep like Molly wants, offering the chance to ride that tongue as he pleases.
He wants to be the only one who ever gives Molly this kind of attention. ]
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The kisses and feeling of those tusks heats him up quickly, almost as if they didn't even take a brief position break, and the way Fjord handles his tail is rewarded with a light coil of the appendage and Molly's breathy moan. ]
Baby, yes...
[ Then Fjord's tongue sank into him again, deep and with more force behind it, making him grasp at the sheets and cry out. The half-orc is so damn dirty and sweet about it all at the same time, making Molly feel so good. Taking care of him like he's precious.
Once that tongue is deep in him, opening him up with that mouth, Molly rocks his hips back a bit, both to ride it and to drag his cock over the sheets underneath it. He's so stimulated on all sides, a cacophony of whines, 'yes' and moans leaving him, proving he's just as loud in real life as he is on the net. ]
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Fjord's weight covers him from behind as he curls an arm around Molly's middle in a hug, kisses dusting over a shoulder. The heavy line of his dick rests between those cheeks, nudged up against a tail-root. ]
I've got lube, if you want more tonight. If you don't, that's alright too.
[ Molly's a sex-kitten on the screen but Fjord doesn't know how rampant those energies are in real life, not wanting to assume anything or make Molly feel obligated since this is his first relationship. He nuzzles the curve of a shoulder, giving the tiefling a squeeze as he lets him put some thought into an answer. ]
Hands and mouth, or ... ?
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...and that dick. Gods, how he loves the feel of it, pressing against him like that. Showing him how much Fjord is turned on just by eating him out. ]
I'm going to come immediately if you put your cock in me.
[ He says with a little chuckle, coiling his tail around Fjord's thigh. Molly's sex drive was pretty high, and he might have a thing for that thick, textured cock and the feeling of being filled. However, he doesn't want this to end before Fjord's barely gotten his dick wet. ]
You're so good to me, darling. What can I do for you?
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[ It flatters him immensely and has laughter rumbling against Molly'a back. The tail running down Fjord's thigh is a distraction, sliding a hand down to pet it absently as he kisses the pyramid between a pair of shoulders. ]
You're already doing it. Being you.
[ Also, he has no idea what to ask for. Avantika never gave a shit what he wanted so he's a little out of touch when it comes to wanting things for himself, beyond a general theme involving Molly in his arms. Now that he's got that, he has time to pause and think, coming up short. ]
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...and damn if he didn't deserve that so much. ]
Mmm... that's so cute, love. I'm happy you want to hear that, and don't get me wrong, I'm dying to come on your dick.
[ Molly locks back, a smile on his face and heat in his eyes. ]
Fuck me, Fjord. If I ever actually refuse to have that cock in me, I'm probably a clone and have been abducted by aliens. [ He chuckles. ] ...and if I don't want you then I'm obviously possessed.
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[ Not a half-orc who has to be asked twice, he leans over Molly to sort through the bedside drawer for the lube, dropping a kiss to his shoulder as he slides back over him, eagerness thrumming in his every move; the grasp of Molly's ass and press of a forehead between painted shoulders. ]
If you need me to stop at any point, let me know. It's ... been a while since I've done this, kinda rusty.
[ He's gentle all the same, kneading his way down Molly's back with one hand while another slides two fingers up the crack of his ass, searching out that hot little hole to start working him open on one. Fjord can practically hear his own heartbeat in his ears, harder than he's been in recent memory (excluding tent shenanigans) with Molly laid out before him like a fucking wet dream and practically begging for it, those long elegant limbs and flushed skintone from the videos committed to memory now bare and sweaty on his own bed. Fjord licks his lips and swallows, refocusing on the present and Molly's reactions, not wanting to hurt him; the tiefling took him well enough the first time they were together but everything was a lust-fuelled trainwreck that night and now here's Fjord's first opportunity to do things right. ]
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[ He can feel how eager Fjord is, though, and that makes his tail swish in a bit of amusement and pride all in one. The sweet little kiss and the breath against his shoulders draws a decadent sigh from him, and Molly smiles as he glances back at his lover. While he loved to see that handsome face, there was something really nice about having him at his back like that. ]
Nothing rusty about it, baby. I love your touch.
[ All of it, from cute pecks and pets to this, the way that hand moves over him while the other slips inside his well-tongued hole. It draws another filthy sound out of the tiefling, and he rocks down on that finger, desperate for more. It had been a little bit of a pause to get that amazingly thick head into him in that tent, but he has no doubt this will be easier. Fjord has spoiled him in what feels like hours. ]
Yes, love, just like that... look how much I want it, opening up for you. Gods.
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Oh ... I'm looking, don't worry.
[ Snagging that swaying tail to wrap around his free arm, he keeps it aloft with a thumb rubbing at the base. After it seems Molly's just fine with one, he gets two fingers to see how he weathers those, the memory of their coupling in the tent doing no justice to being able to see him in the light. ]
There you go, how's it feel?
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Perfect, baby. Fuck, your fingers are so good.
[ Between lube, fingers and his own knowledge how to open up, it doesn't take too long to relax enough to fit those fingers deep inside of him. The whine that follows is wonderful, tattooed back arching as he has to grab his cock to not come. ]
Fuck, fuck... ah!
[ Molly chuckles, trying to calm down and looking back at Fjord again. He probably should wait a while longer or have more fingers in him, but fuck that. ]
I'll stretch on your cock, baby. I want it in me before I come.
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[ Dear holy gods, he's never had anyone as hot for him as this before. It short-circuits his brain to have Molly so hungry and he obeys without thinking about it, fingers slipping free to instead guide his cock, hastily slathered in a fist of lube, to that hot ass. Literally hot, Molly burns like a simmering fire as Fjord watches that blushing rim stretch around his dick and slowly eat him up, the grip easing a little once the crown is swallowed and a gasp is tugged from Fjord's lungs, almost startled to have fit.
He still has his grip around that tail and finds purchase between the ridges of it, holding Molly in place with it as he starts to sink further, tight walls slick around him. ]
Fuck, Molly ... !
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