[ 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. ]
[ There's a slight tearing sound from the sheets as Molly's nails dig in a little too much, but he doesn't even care, too busy feeling Fjord push into him again. There's a bit of a burn at first when the head starts stretching him open more, but Fjord is going slow and it eventually sinks inside. It feels like a victory, and as more of that cock is fed to him, Molly cries out as it briefly pushes against his prostate.
The grip around his tail is only adding to the pleasure, keeping him where Fjord wants him as he's filled inch by inch. It's such a hot thought, and he's shaking a little, hips finally starting to slowly meet his lover until he has all>/i> of Fjord inside him, so blessedly full. ]
[ With the hand that isn't anchored to a tail, he cups around the curve of a hip and braces Molly when he starts moving, holding him close so that he's never in danger of being left empty. Heat races all through Fjord starting at his dick and he moans helplessly, gaze switching between the way Molly opens up around his shaft (green hugged by pink-purple, the stark difference is beautiful) and the little demon clawing up his bedsheets. They move together and his groans echo every drag of his cock, ridges rutting in so smoothly he barely has to give Molly time to open up before fucking him the way he wants. The slap of bodies is loud and obscene, it's perfect, but he wants more ... ]
Hold on, baby, don't come yet.
[ Releasing the tail, he bears over Molly like before and hugs around his middle, mouth grazing a shoulder as the angle of his cock adjusts inside that tight ass and he rocks in slower, swapping thrusts for a grind. It plasters his chest against Molly's back and lets him feel the arch of his back, the nudge of a tail trapped against his navel making the whole experience a new one. He lets Molly feel his balls warm and full against his parted cheeks, hooking his chin over that shoulder to try and see around a horn. ]
Fucking you is all well and good, but I missed this more. Just being inside you.
[ It feels so good, and not only the cock inside him but the way Fjord touches him, too. A hand against his hip, the grasp on his tail. Loving and supporting but hot and claiming as well. Every sound from the half-orc is bliss, paired with the sighs and whines of his own as they start moving.
Molly barely registers that Fjord is saying something, too lost in the feeling, but then he moves and his world is just his boyfriend again, strong and warm against his body, holding him close and sharing even more oft himself like this. A slow grind is both bliss and torture from how close he was, but it helps to bring him down to a simmer of pleasure that will hopefully make him last longer.
This was full of such emotion and heat in one, from the sweetness of Fjord's voice telling him how me missed just being inside him, to the silky but heavy weight of that sac against him, promising him to fill him up so well. ]
Mmm... you're so good, baby. Fit so perfectly. [ Molly cannot help the sweet moan that leaves him, and it slows into one of those almost-purrs. His tail slithers a bit between them to curl around that green body, and Mollymauk feels like he's high. ] Perfect for me, fuck. Perfect.
[ He's so overwhelmed with emotions, and is this it? Is this how you know you love someone, when the sex turns to such intimacy that his heart hurts? ]
[ If this were less than learning how to make love together he wouldn't enjoy it so much, wouldn't drag it out and leave kisses all over Molly's shoulders and back as they move as one. Fjord tries to hold in the heavier sentiments coalescing behind his ribs, love being one of them, diluted to adoration with every murmur. Beautiful, you're so lovely, such a sweet thing. The pace inevitably picks up and he loses his focus on anything beyond how incredible Molly feels around his dick, tension knotting across his arms and back.
He only pauses, with some difficulty, to hold Molly still and ease away enough to slip out. Burning dark green across his cheeks and ears, Fjord regains his balance on his knees and can't even feel embarrassed by how hard he is, slick and stiff against his own thigh as he holds onto his self-control by a thread. ]
[ He says so many beautiful things and Molly's heart feels like it's going to overflow, adding to the feeling of Fjord around him, in him. As the pace picks up, Molly is drawn from the sweet haze to the just as wonderful drag of that cock in him, sending pleasure all through his spine as it pushes deep inside.
The pause is a bit unexpected, but when Fjord tells him he wants to see his face when he comes, Molly knows that he wants to see the half-orc as well. To kiss him breathless as they fu... make love. That's what they're doing, without a doubt.
He turns over, wiggling a bit to get that pillow under the small of his back instead. Ruby eyes eat up the delicious look of his boyfriend like that, flushed and so hard for him. It makes Molly's legs almost open by themselves, a hand held out to welcome him back where he belongs. ]
Kiss me. Please, love...
[ He needs it like he needs air, desperate to have those lips on him and to look into that handsome face, pretty golden eyes looking like they were holding all the softness and desire that Molly feels as well. ]
[ Past lovers have been beautiful, Fjord is shallow enough to admit that, but there is something about Molly laid out bare and wet for him with parted legs that pulls at his heartstrings. Molly's so much more vulnerable and anxious than the bold persona he puts out into the world and Fjord gets to wrap him up in his arms and seat the purple terror on his dick as he takes care of him; and it's so good. He's never wanted someone so much before, never cared enough to even try.
Never needed to be with them this badly.
He bears down and seizes a hungry kiss, at first just letting Molly feel the weight of him and the outline of his cock. Without breaking the kiss for more than a breath, he reaches down and guides himself back into that clutching heat with an impatient thrust, burying every throbbing inch back inside that slick channel where he belongs. His groan is loud and shameless as he does so, grasping Molly by the ass to haul him in for every bucking return, kisses biting and licking away any trace of hesitation or notion he could draw this out longer. Just to feel him, to fuck him in their own bed, it's a fierce possessiveness Fjord has never known. ]
Molly, [ growling through the amorous kisses, cock burning where his boyfriend surrounds him, ] come for me, sweetheart, come just because you like the way I fuck you, you can do it. Come and I'll get you hard again, baby.
[ He feels more vulnerable like this than with hundreds of people watching him online, so desperate for Fjord's touch and full of so many emotions that it makes his head spin.
As soon as those lips are back on him Molly kisses Fjord hungrily and messily, tongue and teeth and lips. He briefly breaks it when he feels that cock rub against him like that, and then back to desperate kissing again as the half-orc reaches between them to guide himself back into his heat. The whine that is pulled out of him as Fjord bottoms out once more is shaky and desperate, and he grabs at green shoulders as his lover starts thrusting again. Wonderful and claiming and just right.
Molly loves it.
'Come for me' Fjord asks. He's a shaking mess on those sheets, unable to do more than take him, hips as ass controlled by strong green hands. Molly adores the way the half-orc fucks him, that's absolutely true, and he could get addicted to this. Having been close and then pulled down again for so long, the knowledge that he can just let go to tip over that edge is amazing. (Apparently edging is his new kink). His toes curl and his body stiffens as Molly comes between them with a cracked cry of pleasure. ]
[ Watching Molly fall apart is the best way to trigger his own release, riding the sudden wave of tension that ripples down his cock and drags free a heavy load in pulses, hips stuttering as he gasps over him, lost in sensations. His mouth hangs open as he fills him up, just remembering in time to watch as Molly spills all over himself and rivulets trickle down his sides to dirty the blankets. Beautiful. Fjord can't do more than shunt all his weight into a braced arm beside Molly as shivers race down his spine and he has to stop, finally, out of sensitivity.
Still, locked together in a mess, he drops his forehead to Molly's shoulder and muffles a moan. On occasion he fucks Molly just a little, a couple of gentle thrusts to let the come slip out and keep his prostate firmly massaged on every other stroke.
Because Fjord stays just as hard as ever, unlike in the tent.
Thoughts of fucking Molly cloud his mind and it's all he can register as a latent orcish rumble vibrates out from his chest and down into Molly, utterly content but nowhere near spent. The proof of that, if more is needed, lies in the press of his balls still nudged up snug against that lovely ass. ]
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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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The grip around his tail is only adding to the pleasure, keeping him where Fjord wants him as he's filled inch by inch. It's such a hot thought, and he's shaking a little, hips finally starting to slowly meet his lover until he has all>/i> of Fjord inside him, so blessedly full. ]
Please, please, please baby, I'm so close...!
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[ With the hand that isn't anchored to a tail, he cups around the curve of a hip and braces Molly when he starts moving, holding him close so that he's never in danger of being left empty. Heat races all through Fjord starting at his dick and he moans helplessly, gaze switching between the way Molly opens up around his shaft (green hugged by pink-purple, the stark difference is beautiful) and the little demon clawing up his bedsheets. They move together and his groans echo every drag of his cock, ridges rutting in so smoothly he barely has to give Molly time to open up before fucking him the way he wants. The slap of bodies is loud and obscene, it's perfect, but he wants more ... ]
Hold on, baby, don't come yet.
[ Releasing the tail, he bears over Molly like before and hugs around his middle, mouth grazing a shoulder as the angle of his cock adjusts inside that tight ass and he rocks in slower, swapping thrusts for a grind. It plasters his chest against Molly's back and lets him feel the arch of his back, the nudge of a tail trapped against his navel making the whole experience a new one. He lets Molly feel his balls warm and full against his parted cheeks, hooking his chin over that shoulder to try and see around a horn. ]
Fucking you is all well and good, but I missed this more. Just being inside you.
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Molly barely registers that Fjord is saying something, too lost in the feeling, but then he moves and his world is just his boyfriend again, strong and warm against his body, holding him close and sharing even more oft himself like this. A slow grind is both bliss and torture from how close he was, but it helps to bring him down to a simmer of pleasure that will hopefully make him last longer.
This was full of such emotion and heat in one, from the sweetness of Fjord's voice telling him how me missed just being inside him, to the silky but heavy weight of that sac against him, promising him to fill him up so well. ]
Mmm... you're so good, baby. Fit so perfectly. [ Molly cannot help the sweet moan that leaves him, and it slows into one of those almost-purrs. His tail slithers a bit between them to curl around that green body, and Mollymauk feels like he's high. ] Perfect for me, fuck. Perfect.
[ He's so overwhelmed with emotions, and is this it? Is this how you know you love someone, when the sex turns to such intimacy that his heart hurts? ]
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He only pauses, with some difficulty, to hold Molly still and ease away enough to slip out. Burning dark green across his cheeks and ears, Fjord regains his balance on his knees and can't even feel embarrassed by how hard he is, slick and stiff against his own thigh as he holds onto his self-control by a thread. ]
Turn over, I want to see your face when you come.
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The pause is a bit unexpected, but when Fjord tells him he wants to see his face when he comes, Molly knows that he wants to see the half-orc as well. To kiss him breathless as they fu... make love. That's what they're doing, without a doubt.
He turns over, wiggling a bit to get that pillow under the small of his back instead. Ruby eyes eat up the delicious look of his boyfriend like that, flushed and so hard for him. It makes Molly's legs almost open by themselves, a hand held out to welcome him back where he belongs. ]
Kiss me. Please, love...
[ He needs it like he needs air, desperate to have those lips on him and to look into that handsome face, pretty golden eyes looking like they were holding all the softness and desire that Molly feels as well. ]
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Never needed to be with them this badly.
He bears down and seizes a hungry kiss, at first just letting Molly feel the weight of him and the outline of his cock. Without breaking the kiss for more than a breath, he reaches down and guides himself back into that clutching heat with an impatient thrust, burying every throbbing inch back inside that slick channel where he belongs. His groan is loud and shameless as he does so, grasping Molly by the ass to haul him in for every bucking return, kisses biting and licking away any trace of hesitation or notion he could draw this out longer. Just to feel him, to fuck him in their own bed, it's a fierce possessiveness Fjord has never known. ]
Molly, [ growling through the amorous kisses, cock burning where his boyfriend surrounds him, ] come for me, sweetheart, come just because you like the way I fuck you, you can do it. Come and I'll get you hard again, baby.
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As soon as those lips are back on him Molly kisses Fjord hungrily and messily, tongue and teeth and lips. He briefly breaks it when he feels that cock rub against him like that, and then back to desperate kissing again as the half-orc reaches between them to guide himself back into his heat. The whine that is pulled out of him as Fjord bottoms out once more is shaky and desperate, and he grabs at green shoulders as his lover starts thrusting again. Wonderful and claiming and just right.
Molly loves it.
'Come for me' Fjord asks. He's a shaking mess on those sheets, unable to do more than take him, hips as ass controlled by strong green hands. Molly adores the way the half-orc fucks him, that's absolutely true, and he could get addicted to this. Having been close and then pulled down again for so long, the knowledge that he can just let go to tip over that edge is amazing. (Apparently edging is his new kink). His toes curl and his body stiffens as Molly comes between them with a cracked cry of pleasure. ]
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Still, locked together in a mess, he drops his forehead to Molly's shoulder and muffles a moan. On occasion he fucks Molly just a little, a couple of gentle thrusts to let the come slip out and keep his prostate firmly massaged on every other stroke.
Because Fjord stays just as hard as ever, unlike in the tent.
Thoughts of fucking Molly cloud his mind and it's all he can register as a latent orcish rumble vibrates out from his chest and down into Molly, utterly content but nowhere near spent. The proof of that, if more is needed, lies in the press of his balls still nudged up snug against that lovely ass. ]
Oh ...
[ What are words. ]
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