[ Molly whines at those beautiful words, desperate to match the way he's fucked while Fjord sets his body alight. Cock, hands, words and the tiefling is so hard again, each thrust making him push is hips up to slide it in Fjord's grip. ]
I missed you too. Fuck, I wanted to be in your arms so much.
[ Not even (just) for sex. He missed everything about Fjord, and just going to sleep with him last night had been so soothing. ]
You are so good to me, baby. So kind, so sweet, so fucking handsome. I'm yours, I'm your mate, whatever you want.
[ He's babbling a bit, words drawn from his lips as they move and that lower groan making his heart jump in his chest. ]
My wonderful nerd. Fuck me like you want to claim me.
[ My wonderful nerd, what kind of sweet-talk is that? If he had the breath to spare and laugh he would but he's too preoccupied rolling them onto their sides again so that Molly has just as much agency in getting them off as Fjord does. Fighting off the red haze that threatens the corners of his vision, he only manages to do so because he thinks Molly deserves better than that, more than a mindless fuck enslaved to instinct, and it's with yellow eyes that he meets a ruby gaze and starts moving with purpose.
The relief he feels in remaining wholly himself is palpable in his kisses, smiling whenever he isn't sharing lewd noises of appreciation. ]
You know the rule now, baby.
[ His hand moves to the same pace of his hips driving Molly full of cock to the root, shunting the air from his lungs if Fjord can help it. He rests their foreheads together. ]
M'not coming till you do, I want to see you taken care of. [ And just to get him back for the nerd comment, mischief flashes in his eyes as he growls close and kisses him messily, voice dropping an octave. ] Tighten up that pretty tiefling pussy for me, Molls.
[ The grin he gets in return says he knows just what kind of 'sweet-talk' that was, but it's quickly pulled off his face and replaced by a softer but pleasure-filled smile as they move again. Molly hungrily moves with Fjord, thighs protesting a little but he's too horny to have time to be tired right now.
He's too busy filling his life with kisses, touches and joy. Fjord is so deep in him, making him gasp and continuing mindless, happy praise under his breath each time those heavy balls meet the underside of his tail. It's perfect, and Fjord's reminder of the new 'rule' has him chuckling in-between moans.
It hits him how unusual it was for someone to want to see him take care of, first.
He should have known something was up when he saw that glint in his lover's eyes, but Molly didn't expect that - and it makes his body quake, happy to tighten up around that green cock and revel in Fjord's dirty talk. ]
[ He can whip out the filth if needs be, rarely but when he does he means it. With Molly trembling on his dick he wraps his arms around him and secures his grasp, kneading at soft cheeks to pull them apart and let him piston in to keep Molly out of his mind, completely given over to being fucked to exhaustion. They're so close, he can count all his boyfriend's eyelashes. ]
That's it, there you go. You like it when I say your pussy's pretty? You're so wet, baby, hot and sticky as honey, I'll fuck you all tomorrow too. Waiting in the rain for me like you did ... You deserve so much, Molly. I'll fuck you and feed you in the morning, you can lie here with your legs open and I'll slide back in whenever you want to feel me, my spoiled little cock-warmer.
I'll kiss you every time you beg.
[ Fjord bites down on Molly's shoulder to muffle his hoarse yell as he starts to come again, leaving a matching mark. ]
[ Molly's eyes roll back a bit and all he can do is listen to that pretty voice tell him such lovely things while that cock drives him mad at the same time. He's shaking again, tail trying to coil around something as each little promise makes him cry out 'yes'.
That matching bite is what brings him to orgasm again, this time feeling like a wave rather than falling off a cliff as he comes together with Fjord. He only has a little left compared to the half-orc that is filling him to the brim yet again - Molly already knows he's going to be obsessed about that, because it feels so so good.
He's pretty sure his brain has evacuated the whole building as he comes down, mostly limp against his lover. ]
[ It's been a hell of a night. Closer to the small hours of the morning rather than the evening-proper by now, Fjord's confident no one is awake to hear the noise they make coming for a second time, but he might avoid his neighbours for a week just to be safe because he comes with a shout of Molly's name and there's a distinctly inhuman snarl when he tosses his head back, pouring the last of his load into the heat of his endlessly adoring boyfriend. Holding him close, the wave of ecstasy washes over him and he swears he can feel it shaking Molly too as he ducks down to nuzzle under a jaw.
Breathing heavily, the world still edged in white as he comes to a slow stop, he just keeps hold of Molly until the power of speech returns. It may be a while for Fjord; all his bones feel like they've turned to lead and he can't stop shivering. ]
[ Molly gives a soft, content sigh as Fjord leans down over him like that, arms around his lover and little sweet nothings breathed in that slightly pointed ear. He feels so good, body still a little shaky from his release and head all nice and cottony, just full of Fjord's presence.
Words take a moment for both of them, and the first one Molly makes to croak out is 'fuck'. Followed by a small chuckle and a little squeeze of his arms. ]
[ Those are his first words, breathless and blissed out. He takes care to stay braced on his knees when he eases out of Molly, giving him room to move however is the most comfortable, and Fjord brushes through tangled plum curls, gently avoiding any snagging on those horns. ]
That was really ... something. [ He can't believe half the things he said, oh wow. Yikes. ] It's never felt like that before.
[ There's a soft moan as Fjord pulls out, quickly followed by his lover's spend. These sheets were absolutely ruined, but Molly doesn't care. It was worth it, at least to him. He feels so utterly claimed and naughty in one, smiling as his hair is brushed through so sweetly after all that.
Leaning up, Molly kisses his boyfriend slowly, rubbing his leg against Fjord's and his tail making very slight swishes in the bed. ]
I feel so good, Fjord. In every way. Sex... it's never been like that for me before.
[ He strokes a hand over that beard, down to a chin. ]
[ The dopiest smile won't leave as he kisses him back, tapping the tip of a pointed ear. ]
Guess we mutually blew our minds, hmm?
[ The blankets are rather tacky, which won't do. Molly's also a mess which is Fjord's fault and since he's always seen to his own aftercare, he knows something about what Molly might appreciate. ]
Would you like me to run you a bath? I can change the sheets while you're in there.
[ Molly grins and snuggles close, not really expecting anything more than changing sheets after they get up - but then Fjord offers that and he looks a bit surprised. ]
...really? That actually sounds lovely.
[ If his knees work as they should, that is. Just the thought of a hot bath, both after this and from the damn storm yesterday? It makes that almost-purr return. ]
Okay, you stay here and I'll sort you out. I'll be right back.
[ With one last smooch he creakily gets up (don't laugh, shh, his legs have returning blood in them) and heads out of the bedroom butt-naked. Across the hall he runs a warm bath and finds the pain-killers out of the cupboard, rinsing out the glass his toothbrush usually stands in on the sink so that Molly can take something if he's aching too much. A fluffy towel is set on the radiator to heat up for the tiefling while Fjord uses the old one to have a quick wash himself.
He returns to Molly with a more languid gait, perching beside him on the bed. ]
[ Sad to see him leave, happy to watch him go. Look at that hot ass! It makes him wonder... well. That's for later. ]
You are so good to me, baby.
[ While Fjord sets up his bath, Molly has sat up in the bed and waits like a spoiled little cat for his 'treat'. Once Fjord says that it's ready, he stands on somewhat unsteady legs and kisses the half-orc. ]
Thank you. It's been... I don't think anyone has done this for me, before. I like it.
[ There's another peck, and then he starts heading for the bathroom. Reminded about what his lover had said earlier, Molly lifts his tail once he's almost out of the room, showing how more of that seed is dripping down his legs.
Winking, he disappears inside, carefully cleaning himself off a bit with some tissue and then slipping into the bath with a sigh. He's not too sore since he does this a lot, but the thought is so sweet that it almost makes him emotional in the middle of a damn bathtub.
[ It makes him mad that no one has ever cared for Molly post-sex, wondering what the hell those people were thinking. Maybe that with all his confidence the tiefling doesn't need extra attention, but Fjord can't help but give it to him. Left alone with the memory of Molly walking out (oof, that'll stick for years), he grows restless and has entirely too much time to think. When Molly isn't back within fifteen minutes Fjord finds a clean pair of boxers (again) and heads into the kitchen to root up some food. One plate of chicken nuggets later, the house smells like food at almost one in the morning.
He sets them on the bed and wonders what's become of Molly for half an hour, mildly concerned. Finding that discarded shirt from earlier in case the guy wants some cover, he raps lightly on the bathroom door. ]
[ It wasn't something he thought about much, probably because he was used to one-night-stands that ended in falling asleep or leaving. He did his own aftercare at home for any heavier stuff.
To know that Fjord looked out for him is soothing in a way he didn't realize he needed.
Maybe that's why he dozes off a bit in the tub, and the knock and call makes him sit of with a splash. Laughing, Mollymauk calls out through the door. ]
I'm fine! Give me a second!
[ Getting out of the tub and wrapping the warm towel around himself, it's so nice that his chest aches. Fjord did this for him. Fjord made him a bath and if his nose isn't mistaken, food as well. So caring and sweet, undoubtedly handsome and hot, a funny nerd and more.
Fuck, he's in love, isn't he? It should be a terrifying thought, but there it is again. A chest full of warmth and joy. ]
[ Letting Molly finish up leaves Fjord on the bed with the TV on, munching nuggets as he waits for his boyfriend ... his mate, to return. That's so heavy, wildly so for this early in the relationship, but Molly is taking it all in his stride and, honestly, Fjord's so inexperienced with it all that it feels like figuring it all out as he goes too.
Molly is important, that's the main emotion fizzing down Fjord's spine whenever he looks at him. ]
Hey, duchess! [ Calling to the bathroom. ] I made some snacks if you're hungry.
[ Molly still isn't sure what this mate thing is. His research had shown a lot, some that he had to take with a grain of salt. Other things just... clicked right with him, and he's not sure if that means 'mate' for him or he's just developing codependency. He used to have an issue with that with Yasha while still 'new'.
Some tieflings have mates depending on their bloodlines. Molly doesn't even know what his is, so he doesn't want to tell Fjord that yet. Sometimes you just had to figure out if you're mentally okay or just falling in love really hard. ]
Excuse you, I'm a princess!!
[ Molly hollers from the bathroom and then finally slinks out of it, towel around his waist and fiddling with his borrowed shirt to get it on. ]
Oooh, chicken nuggets. Sex and greasy food for lunch, I love it.
Shit, really? I swear I felt like we slept an entire night...
[ Did he lose some memory? He doesn't like the thought of that and hops into the couch with Fjord, grabbing some food and snuggling in with his boyfriend. (Gods, how amazing that would never stop being, calling someone that.) ]
It's Saturday night or, more precisely Sunday morning? I think I might have lost a couple of hours, I could have sworn we were having morning sex.
It's Saturday morning. Too early to be awake, really. [ Mildly concerned over Molly not knowing, he runs a hand up his boyfriend's back and smooths up a neck and through curly hair. ] Because I was out late and we stayed up a bit, but then I needed to nap and ... we woke up to have sex.
[ Awkward, but not that much of a problem. He was with Fjord, so the time didn't really matter that much. Instead he leans into the half-orc's touch with a smile. ]
I think my brain decided the nap was going to bed for the night and just... lost track. It happens, don't worry. I still remember our wet mishaps and I definitely remember the sex. It's all good.
[ He has chicken nuggets and is cuddling, how much better could things ever be than that? ]
Okay. We should go to sleep for real after this, it'll be time for breakfast before you know it.
[ A kiss to the base of a horn seeks to reassure Molly all is well, then there's nothing left for it but to finish off the nuggets and wind their way back to bed. Fjord strips the sheets and promises to put new ones on in the morning, too tired to bother finding them in the wee hours, arms welcoming Molly into his embrace so they can pass out like the chicken-flavoured, sex-smelling pair of cuddlebugs they are.
Right before he falls asleep, he murmurs, ]
I've never fallen asleep with someone to hold before.
[ Not in any other relationship was that okay, not Sabian and certainly not Avantika. ]
[ Molly snuggles up as well, placing a kiss on Fjord's cheek and then one on his lips before he makes himself comfortable - and as comfortable as possible for his boyfriend as well, leaning his head for his horns to fit.
Fjord's comment turns up the anger a bit more in his chest towards his former asshole partners, but he bites it down and instead wraps an arm around that thicc chest. ]
I've never fallen asleep with someone I feel this way for, darling.
[ Molly's not sure he can call it love yet, he's too nervous for that... but it's there, at the tip of his tongue. Lovers. 'Boy'friends. Mates. ]
[ It's impossible not to smile like an idiot when he hears that, even if Molly can't see it. Fjord wiggles his toes against purple ankles in quiet excitement, happily settling down to fall asleep for the second time with the person who has stolen his entirely willing heart. ]
Goodnight, Molls. Tomorrow will be better.
[ No more hanging out on stoops for hours in the rain.
Fjord isn't the first to rise, exhausted after a hectic day at work and driving to another town, breaking down in his car, walking to find petrol, discovering a distressed boyfriend on his doorstep and then banging him before getting any solid rest ...
His snores are soft and low like a puppy, ruffling Molly's hair in the weak morning light. ]
[ The amazing sex and cuddles has kind of weighed up the shitty day, so it wasn't AS bad as it could have been. Tomorrow promised less rain and more cuddles, though, and he's definitely looking forward to that.
Feeling those toes against his skin, Molly chuckles a little and grabs on to a leg with his tail. There, not going anywhere; all yours for the night. ]
Goodnight, love.
[ It takes him a little longer to fall asleep, and Molly spends some time watching Fjord's face as he starts that little snore. He's so fucking enamored with this man that even a snore is adorable. It continues in the morning after he wakes up again, roused by hands in his hair, and Molly decides he loves it.
In no need to actually get up and hating mornings so much, he still has to go to the bathroom (thanks, water he had with the chicken nuggets). Molly slooowly starts to detach himself, not wanting to wake Fjord up so he can just slip back into his arms again later. ]
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I missed you too. Fuck, I wanted to be in your arms so much.
[ Not even (just) for sex. He missed everything about Fjord, and just going to sleep with him last night had been so soothing. ]
You are so good to me, baby. So kind, so sweet, so fucking handsome. I'm yours, I'm your mate, whatever you want.
[ He's babbling a bit, words drawn from his lips as they move and that lower groan making his heart jump in his chest. ]
My wonderful nerd. Fuck me like you want to claim me.
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The relief he feels in remaining wholly himself is palpable in his kisses, smiling whenever he isn't sharing lewd noises of appreciation. ]
You know the rule now, baby.
[ His hand moves to the same pace of his hips driving Molly full of cock to the root, shunting the air from his lungs if Fjord can help it. He rests their foreheads together. ]
M'not coming till you do, I want to see you taken care of. [ And just to get him back for the nerd comment, mischief flashes in his eyes as he growls close and kisses him messily, voice dropping an octave. ] Tighten up that pretty tiefling pussy for me, Molls.
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He's too busy filling his life with kisses, touches and joy. Fjord is so deep in him, making him gasp and continuing mindless, happy praise under his breath each time those heavy balls meet the underside of his tail. It's perfect, and Fjord's reminder of the new 'rule' has him chuckling in-between moans.
It hits him how unusual it was for someone to want to see him take care of, first.
He should have known something was up when he saw that glint in his lover's eyes, but Molly didn't expect that - and it makes his body quake, happy to tighten up around that green cock and revel in Fjord's dirty talk. ]
Yes!
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That's it, there you go. You like it when I say your pussy's pretty? You're so wet, baby, hot and sticky as honey, I'll fuck you all tomorrow too. Waiting in the rain for me like you did ... You deserve so much, Molly. I'll fuck you and feed you in the morning, you can lie here with your legs open and I'll slide back in whenever you want to feel me, my spoiled little cock-warmer.
I'll kiss you every time you beg.
[ Fjord bites down on Molly's shoulder to muffle his hoarse yell as he starts to come again, leaving a matching mark. ]
Molly, Molly ... !
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That matching bite is what brings him to orgasm again, this time feeling like a wave rather than falling off a cliff as he comes together with Fjord. He only has a little left compared to the half-orc that is filling him to the brim yet again - Molly already knows he's going to be obsessed about that, because it feels so so good.
He's pretty sure his brain has evacuated the whole building as he comes down, mostly limp against his lover. ]
Mmm...
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Breathing heavily, the world still edged in white as he comes to a slow stop, he just keeps hold of Molly until the power of speech returns. It may be a while for Fjord; all his bones feel like they've turned to lead and he can't stop shivering. ]
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Words take a moment for both of them, and the first one Molly makes to croak out is 'fuck'. Followed by a small chuckle and a little squeeze of his arms. ]
That was... gods. So good, baby.
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[ Those are his first words, breathless and blissed out. He takes care to stay braced on his knees when he eases out of Molly, giving him room to move however is the most comfortable, and Fjord brushes through tangled plum curls, gently avoiding any snagging on those horns. ]
That was really ... something. [ He can't believe half the things he said, oh wow. Yikes. ] It's never felt like that before.
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Leaning up, Molly kisses his boyfriend slowly, rubbing his leg against Fjord's and his tail making very slight swishes in the bed. ]
I feel so good, Fjord. In every way. Sex... it's never been like that for me before.
[ He strokes a hand over that beard, down to a chin. ]
You're amazing.
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Guess we mutually blew our minds, hmm?
[ The blankets are rather tacky, which won't do. Molly's also a mess which is Fjord's fault and since he's always seen to his own aftercare, he knows something about what Molly might appreciate. ]
Would you like me to run you a bath? I can change the sheets while you're in there.
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[ Molly grins and snuggles close, not really expecting anything more than changing sheets after they get up - but then Fjord offers that and he looks a bit surprised. ]
...really? That actually sounds lovely.
[ If his knees work as they should, that is. Just the thought of a hot bath, both after this and from the damn storm yesterday? It makes that almost-purr return. ]
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[ With one last smooch he creakily gets up (don't laugh, shh, his legs have returning blood in them) and heads out of the bedroom butt-naked. Across the hall he runs a warm bath and finds the pain-killers out of the cupboard, rinsing out the glass his toothbrush usually stands in on the sink so that Molly can take something if he's aching too much. A fluffy towel is set on the radiator to heat up for the tiefling while Fjord uses the old one to have a quick wash himself.
He returns to Molly with a more languid gait, perching beside him on the bed. ]
Bath's ready, take as long as you need.
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You are so good to me, baby.
[ While Fjord sets up his bath, Molly has sat up in the bed and waits like a spoiled little cat for his 'treat'. Once Fjord says that it's ready, he stands on somewhat unsteady legs and kisses the half-orc. ]
Thank you. It's been... I don't think anyone has done this for me, before. I like it.
[ There's another peck, and then he starts heading for the bathroom. Reminded about what his lover had said earlier, Molly lifts his tail once he's almost out of the room, showing how more of that seed is dripping down his legs.
Winking, he disappears inside, carefully cleaning himself off a bit with some tissue and then slipping into the bath with a sigh. He's not too sore since he does this a lot, but the thought is so sweet that it almost makes him emotional in the middle of a damn bathtub.
Pardon him if he stays here for a while. ]
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He sets them on the bed and wonders what's become of Molly for half an hour, mildly concerned. Finding that discarded shirt from earlier in case the guy wants some cover, he raps lightly on the bathroom door. ]
Molly, you alright in there?
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To know that Fjord looked out for him is soothing in a way he didn't realize he needed.
Maybe that's why he dozes off a bit in the tub, and the knock and call makes him sit of with a splash. Laughing, Mollymauk calls out through the door. ]
I'm fine! Give me a second!
[ Getting out of the tub and wrapping the warm towel around himself, it's so nice that his chest aches. Fjord did this for him. Fjord made him a bath and if his nose isn't mistaken, food as well. So caring and sweet, undoubtedly handsome and hot, a funny nerd and more.
Fuck, he's in love, isn't he? It should be a terrifying thought, but there it is again. A chest full of warmth and joy. ]
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Molly is important, that's the main emotion fizzing down Fjord's spine whenever he looks at him. ]
Hey, duchess! [ Calling to the bathroom. ] I made some snacks if you're hungry.
[ God knows Fjord's ravenous after sex. [
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Some tieflings have mates depending on their bloodlines. Molly doesn't even know what his is, so he doesn't want to tell Fjord that yet. Sometimes you just had to figure out if you're mentally okay or just falling in love really hard. ]
Excuse you, I'm a princess!!
[ Molly hollers from the bathroom and then finally slinks out of it, towel around his waist and fiddling with his borrowed shirt to get it on. ]
Oooh, chicken nuggets. Sex and greasy food for lunch, I love it.
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[ It's too late/early for decent people to be up which is why they still are. Fjord opens an arm for him, flipping back the covers. ]
Come here and get warm. I'm going to pass the fuck out after we've eaten, I'm running on fumes.
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[ Did he lose some memory? He doesn't like the thought of that and hops into the couch with Fjord, grabbing some food and snuggling in with his boyfriend. (Gods, how amazing that would never stop being, calling someone that.) ]
It's Saturday night or, more precisely Sunday morning? I think I might have lost a couple of hours, I could have sworn we were having morning sex.
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Are you feeling okay, Molly?
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[ Awkward, but not that much of a problem. He was with Fjord, so the time didn't really matter that much. Instead he leans into the half-orc's touch with a smile. ]
I think my brain decided the nap was going to bed for the night and just... lost track. It happens, don't worry. I still remember our wet mishaps and I definitely remember the sex. It's all good.
[ He has chicken nuggets and is cuddling, how much better could things ever be than that? ]
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[ A kiss to the base of a horn seeks to reassure Molly all is well, then there's nothing left for it but to finish off the nuggets and wind their way back to bed. Fjord strips the sheets and promises to put new ones on in the morning, too tired to bother finding them in the wee hours, arms welcoming Molly into his embrace so they can pass out like the chicken-flavoured, sex-smelling pair of cuddlebugs they are.
Right before he falls asleep, he murmurs, ]
I've never fallen asleep with someone to hold before.
[ Not in any other relationship was that okay, not Sabian and certainly not Avantika. ]
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Fjord's comment turns up the anger a bit more in his chest towards his former asshole partners, but he bites it down and instead wraps an arm around that thicc chest. ]
I've never fallen asleep with someone I feel this way for, darling.
[ Molly's not sure he can call it love yet, he's too nervous for that... but it's there, at the tip of his tongue. Lovers. 'Boy'friends. Mates. ]
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Goodnight, Molls. Tomorrow will be better.
[ No more hanging out on stoops for hours in the rain.
Fjord isn't the first to rise, exhausted after a hectic day at work and driving to another town, breaking down in his car, walking to find petrol, discovering a distressed boyfriend on his doorstep and then banging him before getting any solid rest ...
His snores are soft and low like a puppy, ruffling Molly's hair in the weak morning light. ]
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Feeling those toes against his skin, Molly chuckles a little and grabs on to a leg with his tail. There, not going anywhere; all yours for the night. ]
Goodnight, love.
[ It takes him a little longer to fall asleep, and Molly spends some time watching Fjord's face as he starts that little snore. He's so fucking enamored with this man that even a snore is adorable. It continues in the morning after he wakes up again, roused by hands in his hair, and Molly decides he loves it.
In no need to actually get up and hating mornings so much, he still has to go to the bathroom (thanks, water he had with the chicken nuggets). Molly slooowly starts to detach himself, not wanting to wake Fjord up so he can just slip back into his arms again later. ]
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