[ There's an ego boost for Molly as well (even if he really doesn't need more) to see Fjord unable to hold himself back as the tiefling comes, desperate to fill him like that, hot and thick and making his hole so much slicker as he keeps moving.
It's still overwhelming every time the half-orc just keeps going, thrusts dragging out come to slide down his legs and the base of the tail that's being pushed up over his back. Molly's oversensitive after coming but he's used to the feeling by now and relishes in the way it keeps the pleasure going with the ting on pain.
Especially when he's grabbed like that (fuck, how he loves getting his hair pulled) and moved in the couch, face down and ass up to really start getting mounted by his lover. The change of position makes the camera see his face instead, turned a bit to the side and lax with bliss. His mouth his sightly open, breath heavy with pleasure and pushed out of him in gasps with each slap of Fjord's roughness.
His hands dig a bit into another pillow and he smiles at the camera like the professional he is, licking just lips before he arches his head back in a cry at an especially good spot. ]
Fuck, yes! Baby, you're so good, so fucking good, take me, breed me, I want it all!
[ Molly doesn't have to go as hard and fast with the theme as he does but Fjord appreciates it all the same and plays into the same narrative, pinning that tail down under a hand as he fucks Molly into the couch. Since Molly's encouraging it, it's easy enough to give into weird urges and embrace them, thinking yes, he will breed him, breed his mate, his beautiful mate with such lovely skin and soft hair and a pretty voice and a tight, wet ass so perfect and ready to be taken whenever Fjord wants. Molly's so good.
Whatever strange orcish reaction his blood has to the tiefling yowling beneath him it doesn't let him fuck Molly for much longer, coming again with a muffled snarl in between purple shoulders, hips snapping to jolt them together with a few lewd, loud slaps. The following grind is helpless as he messily kisses his way over a shoulder, rumbling something like a purr but nowhere near as cute as Molly's, more of a growled warning him to stay down as Fjord's weight drops and he keeps him stuffed full of his come and cock.
He wraps his arms around Molly's middle and nuzzles contentedly behind a pointed ear, mindful of a horn. ]
[ Hey, it's a hot theme and he's more than happy to enable if it got him fucked like this. Molly just makes sure it doesn't go too far and makes Fjord lose control completely, like he'd said he feared. Rough sex was fun, unhinged sex wasn't.
The hard, final thrust into him as that gorgeous cock starts pulsing, filling him with seed draws a surge of satisfaction and pleasure through the tiefling - not quite an orgasm but pretty fucking good all the same. He swears it makes his eyes roll back a bit, but that's not really noticeable in his red eyeballs - and it draws such a pleased sound from him that it nearly matches the growl from Fjord to stay down and just accept all that come as deep as possible inside.
The snuggle is appreciated, a smile on his lips as Molly completely forgets about the camera and just basks in the feeling of having Fjord's body on top of him, holding him close. It draws that 'cuter' purr from him, a hand reaching to hold the half-orc's. ]
[ Fjord raises his head as he eases out of Molly with a grunt but the weight returns, poured over his tiefling with happy possessiveness. He wants him to be comfortable and feel as loved as Fjord can make him, kisses dappling a painted shoulder. ]
Love you too, beautiful. Are you okay? Do you want me to move?
[ Molly groans as Fjord pulls out of him, feeling so empty and open as the come starts dribble out. His tail swishes under that weight, and he sinks down a bit more on the couch, feeling a bit like jelly. ]
Mmmm... better than fine, darling. Just... just stay a while.
[ He likes the weight (until it gets too heavy) and the intimacy.
Flailing an arm a bit, he reaches to turn off the camera. ]
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It's still overwhelming every time the half-orc just keeps going, thrusts dragging out come to slide down his legs and the base of the tail that's being pushed up over his back. Molly's oversensitive after coming but he's used to the feeling by now and relishes in the way it keeps the pleasure going with the ting on pain.
Especially when he's grabbed like that (fuck, how he loves getting his hair pulled) and moved in the couch, face down and ass up to really start getting mounted by his lover. The change of position makes the camera see his face instead, turned a bit to the side and lax with bliss. His mouth his sightly open, breath heavy with pleasure and pushed out of him in gasps with each slap of Fjord's roughness.
His hands dig a bit into another pillow and he smiles at the camera like the professional he is, licking just lips before he arches his head back in a cry at an especially good spot. ]
Fuck, yes! Baby, you're so good, so fucking good, take me, breed me, I want it all!
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Whatever strange orcish reaction his blood has to the tiefling yowling beneath him it doesn't let him fuck Molly for much longer, coming again with a muffled snarl in between purple shoulders, hips snapping to jolt them together with a few lewd, loud slaps. The following grind is helpless as he messily kisses his way over a shoulder, rumbling something like a purr but nowhere near as cute as Molly's, more of a growled warning him to stay down as Fjord's weight drops and he keeps him stuffed full of his come and cock.
He wraps his arms around Molly's middle and nuzzles contentedly behind a pointed ear, mindful of a horn. ]
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The hard, final thrust into him as that gorgeous cock starts pulsing, filling him with seed draws a surge of satisfaction and pleasure through the tiefling - not quite an orgasm but pretty fucking good all the same. He swears it makes his eyes roll back a bit, but that's not really noticeable in his red eyeballs - and it draws such a pleased sound from him that it nearly matches the growl from Fjord to stay down and just accept all that come as deep as possible inside.
The snuggle is appreciated, a smile on his lips as Molly completely forgets about the camera and just basks in the feeling of having Fjord's body on top of him, holding him close. It draws that 'cuter' purr from him, a hand reaching to hold the half-orc's. ]
...mmm... I love you.
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Love you too, beautiful. Are you okay? Do you want me to move?
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Mmmm... better than fine, darling. Just... just stay a while.
[ He likes the weight (until it gets too heavy) and the intimacy.
Flailing an arm a bit, he reaches to turn off the camera. ]