No one's come up to me and I haven't noticed anybody.
[ He rubs Molly's arms to reassure him, brushing his hair off a shoulder so he can cup the warm curve of a neck and lean in for a kiss, steady and sure as their lips brush. ]
I'm subscribed to your channel too, remember. Are you sure they're not just putting two-and-two together because of the half-orc stuff you've been playing with recently?
Your stupid cock ruined me. At least the size queens are happy.
[ Despite that sentence, he smiles softly at the sweet kiss. It was something that would normally calm him down, however; ]
I know, I just... they mentioned the coffee shop we were at, so I know they saw us. I already have that stalker that says they know who I used to be, we don't need one focused on you.
[ His brows fly up when Molly mentions someone saw them somewhere specific like their coffee shop. Fretting won't help calm Molly down or help in any way, however. ]
Are they one of your subscribers or did they send all of that anonymously?
...they're kind of shitty, I don't want to show you what else they said. They definitely know who you are, though... at least your face.
[ Molly hands it over to show the part where one mentions 'I saw you with that half-beast at Slayer's Cake, don't you have any fucking standards? How the fuck is such a tiny guy good enough for you?' ]
[ His snort is immediate as he reads the message, even if he does wrap his arm around Molly a little more snugly to keep him close. Whatever shitty thing that person says, it's nothing he hasn't heard before, albeit a long time ago. ]
How can I be a beast but also tiny? Sounds like they were too mad to write anything sensible.
[ A nuzzle tries to soften Molly's frown, kisses meeting his temple. ]
Honey, I'm not worried. Please try to ignore their bullshit.
[ Molly seeks a small kiss to reassure himself more, and then leans his head to a shoulder while trying to not get his horn stuck. ]
I usually ignore shit, but it's always been about me. I can handle being called a whore and whatnot, it just means block and go on. I don't like this, so just... keep an eye out.
[ Molly's tough enough to dismiss mindless hate and has been doing it for so long Fjord is mildly in awe of him for it. That Fjord's safety is the thing that makes Molly balk is endearingly sweet.
He hugs him on the spot, swaying gently side to side. ]
As long as you love me I don't care what a bunch of jealous bitches have to say. Hey, how about we put a picture of us together on your instagram? Something like our hands holding, to show we don't care about the haters.
Come on, let's fucking do this. I know what else we can add.
[ Taking him into the kitchen, he snags some flowers out of a vase on the window and spreads them under the cabinet so it looks like a wildflower field under the added brightness of the light. Fjord slips his fingers into Molly's and runs his thumb over his boyfriend's hand, resting both on the blooms. ]
[ He smiles softly, holding that hand for a moment before he even picks up the camera again to take the photo. It takes a while as he chooses filters and all that, but then he has a few gorgeous little pictures to show off.
Moving to lean to the counter with a smile on his face, he speaks to his voice program. ]
[ While Molly fusses and Fjord obediently keeps his hand still, he takes an interest in how the filters are applied and his smile widens as he hears the hashtags. Once the picture is posted and it's safe to talk, he lifts that hand up and drapes it over his shoulder, stepping into Molly's space. ]
Now, let's forget about the internet for a while and make dinner. Hmm?
[ Dinner is steak and chips, the meat seasoned well ahead of Molly's arrival. It takes an hour or so to cook and in that time Fjord sneakily turns the volume down on Molly's phone when he's in the bathroom, not wanting the notifs to bother them. ]
[ Molly would be a liar (again) if he didn't wait for notifs to come, but when he doesn't hear any he figures that Fjord turned them off for him. There was no way nobody commented, after all.
So he tries his best to follow that and spends time chatting and probably being in the way a lot as 'they' cook. Once it's finished, he sits down with Fjord and grins. ]
[ It's damn nice, honey-smothered with herbs and medium rare ... The only thing that can draw his attention away from Molly entirely.
His own phone starts to ping across the flat, over on the couch, but he ignores it. Working with Caduceus has passed on the ability to block out technology. ]
[ It's delicious, which is happily announced with a groan as Molly takes his first bite. Perfect. ]
I know my tail is distracting, I'll keep it away from your thighs next time we cook.
[ He laughs, and then has another bite before reaching for his wine glass, pondering the question. ]
Well, I'm drawing a bit of a blank at the moment. Most people are into my new toy since it's big, but some are asking for something more or something else. I was going to ask you if you wanted to mark up my neck and chest before the next live show? Get me all nice and full of love bites.
[ His ego could die happy from Molly casually mentioning how most of his viewers are thrilled to see him take a half-orc cock on camera. Honestly, Fjord's worries on that subject are thoroughly soothed for the foreseeable future. ]
Getting a bit possessive? Or do you want to send a statement?
Mm, a little bit of both, maybe. Plus it's hot as hell and gives more fantasy power to people who want to pretend they put them there.
[ Molly rolls his eyes. Like anyone could touch him as good as Fjord could. ]
I guess I want people to know that even if I'm taken I'll still give them treats, too. I already lost a few subscribers when the shitty people started gossiping about us.
[ It wouldn't bother him if he could keep his cushy living of only his sponsors and model jobs, but he relied a lot on his onlyfans and webpage. ]
Dear god, please warn me if that's coming. You look beautiful but it's like seeing you through a looking-glass, it fucks with my head.
[ He kisses the hand in his, a little better at handling the wine from sheer size ratio compared to Molly but pleasantly buzzed. Speaking of, his phone trills again with more message notifications. ]
One of these days I'm going to have you fuck me in them.
[ Molly says with a laugh, tail wagging happily as his hand is kissed. It was so sweet, and the slightly tipsy Molly done with his second glass of wine can feel a bit off heat on his face.
Here they are talking his hardcore sex work and he's blushing about a hand kiss.
Nodding at Fjord, he hands over his plate and then picks up the phone to check it. Maybe Caduceus butt-dialed again, although that bony ass might just break that poor phone. ]
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[ He walks in like he owns the place, but everyone already knows Molly is only a few whiskers away from being a cat. ]
Has anything been different? Like, have you seen people looking at you?
[ Pause. ]
...I mean, of course people are, but I mean weirdly. Or have you gotten any shitty messages?
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That sounds ominously specific. Any particular reason?
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[ He frowns a bit, redirecting his wandering into Fjord's arms instead. ]
I'm just making sure nobody's stalking you. I have some... more intense fans.
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[ He rubs Molly's arms to reassure him, brushing his hair off a shoulder so he can cup the warm curve of a neck and lean in for a kiss, steady and sure as their lips brush. ]
I'm subscribed to your channel too, remember. Are you sure they're not just putting two-and-two together because of the half-orc stuff you've been playing with recently?
[ It's hard not to look smug. ]
There is a lot of footage of it.
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[ Despite that sentence, he smiles softly at the sweet kiss. It was something that would normally calm him down, however; ]
I know, I just... they mentioned the coffee shop we were at, so I know they saw us. I already have that stalker that says they know who I used to be, we don't need one focused on you.
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Are they one of your subscribers or did they send all of that anonymously?
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[ He pulls out his phone. ]
...they're kind of shitty, I don't want to show you what else they said. They definitely know who you are, though... at least your face.
[ Molly hands it over to show the part where one mentions 'I saw you with that half-beast at Slayer's Cake, don't you have any fucking standards? How the fuck is such a tiny guy good enough for you?' ]
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How can I be a beast but also tiny? Sounds like they were too mad to write anything sensible.
[ A nuzzle tries to soften Molly's frown, kisses meeting his temple. ]
Honey, I'm not worried. Please try to ignore their bullshit.
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I usually ignore shit, but it's always been about me. I can handle being called a whore and whatnot, it just means block and go on. I don't like this, so just... keep an eye out.
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[ Molly's tough enough to dismiss mindless hate and has been doing it for so long Fjord is mildly in awe of him for it. That Fjord's safety is the thing that makes Molly balk is endearingly sweet.
He hugs him on the spot, swaying gently side to side. ]
As long as you love me I don't care what a bunch of jealous bitches have to say. Hey, how about we put a picture of us together on your instagram? Something like our hands holding, to show we don't care about the haters.
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[ He smiles against Fjord's shoulder, appreciating that his boyfriend was so cool with all of this. It could freak anyone out, after all.
Molly moves back a bit and links their hands, moving his phone in position and frowning at the lighting. ]
Maybe the kitchen has a better bulb to really bring out the colors...
[ Artistรฉ in action, here! ]
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[ Taking him into the kitchen, he snags some flowers out of a vase on the window and spreads them under the cabinet so it looks like a wildflower field under the added brightness of the light. Fjord slips his fingers into Molly's and runs his thumb over his boyfriend's hand, resting both on the blooms. ]
Blessed by the Wildmother's offcuts!
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[ He smiles softly, holding that hand for a moment before he even picks up the camera again to take the photo. It takes a while as he chooses filters and all that, but then he has a few gorgeous little pictures to show off.
Moving to lean to the counter with a smile on his face, he speaks to his voice program. ]
Hashtag boyfriend. Hashtag imlucky.
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Now, let's forget about the internet for a while and make dinner. Hmm?
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[ He's teasing, giving Fjord a wink and putting his phone away before stealing another kiss. ]
I missed you.
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[ Dinner is steak and chips, the meat seasoned well ahead of Molly's arrival. It takes an hour or so to cook and in that time Fjord sneakily turns the volume down on Molly's phone when he's in the bathroom, not wanting the notifs to bother them. ]
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So he tries his best to follow that and spends time chatting and probably being in the way a lot as 'they' cook. Once it's finished, he sits down with Fjord and grins. ]
Look at this, it's amazing.
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[ It's damn nice, honey-smothered with herbs and medium rare ... The only thing that can draw his attention away from Molly entirely.
His own phone starts to ping across the flat, over on the couch, but he ignores it. Working with Caduceus has passed on the ability to block out technology. ]
Any idea what you want to do for your next video?
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I know my tail is distracting, I'll keep it away from your thighs next time we cook.
[ He laughs, and then has another bite before reaching for his wine glass, pondering the question. ]
Well, I'm drawing a bit of a blank at the moment. Most people are into my new toy since it's big, but some are asking for something more or something else. I was going to ask you if you wanted to mark up my neck and chest before the next live show? Get me all nice and full of love bites.
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Getting a bit possessive? Or do you want to send a statement?
[ He can't blame him. ]
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[ Molly rolls his eyes. Like anyone could touch him as good as Fjord could. ]
I guess I want people to know that even if I'm taken I'll still give them treats, too. I already lost a few subscribers when the shitty people started gossiping about us.
[ It wouldn't bother him if he could keep his cushy living of only his sponsors and model jobs, but he relied a lot on his onlyfans and webpage. ]
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[ Generally, anyway. Fjord pays the annual package deal himself. ]
I'll do whatever I can to help, Molly.
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[ He smiles, reaching to take Fjord's hand over the table. He might be a little heavy on the wine, but that's Molly. ]
Maybe I'll smack on the silicone tits again.
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[ He kisses the hand in his, a little better at handling the wine from sheer size ratio compared to Molly but pleasantly buzzed. Speaking of, his phone trills again with more message notifications. ]
If I get the plates can you see who that is?
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[ Molly says with a laugh, tail wagging happily as his hand is kissed. It was so sweet, and the slightly tipsy Molly done with his second glass of wine can feel a bit off heat on his face.
Here they are talking his hardcore sex work and he's blushing about a hand kiss.
Nodding at Fjord, he hands over his plate and then picks up the phone to check it. Maybe Caduceus butt-dialed again, although that bony ass might just break that poor phone. ]
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