[ Molly's taste and scent have Fjord lulled into a content state between his thighs, rolling the pad of a thumb over that slippery clit once more as he drinks down the strange flavour of the tiefling's soft cunt. Not quite as salty as other people but just as addictive, fucking him harder as he stiffens his tongue and tries to give him some rhythm to hook onto, grinding against him. Molly can doubtlessly feel Fjord's enthusiasm but if he can't then the groan he pours into him has a low vibration to it. ]
Mmm ...
[ The attention over a nub grows firmer, faster, stimulating that cute pink pearl. ] l
[ Molly loves this so much, seeing how comfortable Fjord gets between his legs. How much he enjoys it and didn't get it scared out of him by that bitch Avantika.
No, here Molly's being eaten out like he's the most delicious peach and living for each moment that tongue dips in deep and the engorged clit is played with. It draws louder, hitched moans from him, shamelessly grinding against that handsome face.
The hum and the insistent play brings him closer, heat burning through his body and his pulse loud in his ears. ]
Yes, baby, so close, fuck.
[ His thighs tighten around Fjord's head as his body blooms into orgasm, breaking a cry from his lips. ]
[ There's no better place to be than between Molly's legs as he grinds down for more tongue, riding his face. Fjord licks him through his orgasm, ensuring it wracks Molly's body with the longest surge of pleasure possible, lapped inside and sucked over his clit until overstilumation threatens.
He palms his way up a bare belly, groping his way to a breast so it feels to Molly's hazy mind that he's being touched everywhere that counts. ]
[ Molly feels like he's floating, loving the feeling of Fjord's hands over him, grounding him a bit before the sweet tongue starts to be a little too much. He's easy to get to come several times, but sometimes you just needed a break and a kiss.
Which he very much sits up to give, hungry to taste himself on those lips. ]
You're so good to me, baby... lie and let me ride you?
[ He looks eager and loving in one, stroking his hands through that hair and about to say something else when there's a knock on the door.
Heey you guys, stop having sex, Essek's here and we gotta have a meeting! ]
[ He's buzzing with arousal, achingly hard as the kiss stokes his blood hotter ... and then he hears the call through the door and barks back as he reaches for Molly. ]
We're not ready! Fifteen minutes!
Hurry the fuck up, he's got places to be!
I'm really not asking!
[ Sliding his hands around Molly, Fjord impatiently runs a grasp down that soft body to Molly's ass to drag him close and kisses him harder than before, the heavy line of his erection hot against the soft wetness between the tiefling's legs.
Flushed dark green from head to toe, he ignores the banging on their door and murmurs to Molly. ]
[ Molly says, gently stroking a finger over that hard cock with a pout. He desperately wants that inside him, but it sounds like they don't even have time for a quickie.
He's going to eyebleed that wizard bastard. ]
Minor illusion it?
[ The boner, that is. This is sad, he almost feels bad. Maybe if he wears a short skirt and buttons his coat... ]
[ He gives Molly such a look, part pleading and part accusing. Fjord swallows down a whimper and agrees with a reluctant nod, awkwardly moving away to find his pants. He's absolutely going to be rock-hard throughout the audience with Essek which a Minor Illusion will mask but not get rid of; he washes his face in the basin with the cold water, to at least get the sweat off his face. His stupid orc dick is going to be his downfall one day, he grimly thinks. ]
You'll set me off, no playing around.
[ Awkwardly dressed in full armour (it would look so weird to be in his cloak alone which he has donned out of paranoia and public decency, even if he is bespelled) he looks miserable. Possibly ill, if people have no idea what else is making him so flushed. ]
[ Molly leans in and kisses him, but a more innocent one of apology. Poor bastard! All ridges locked and now he has to be miserable.
He has to make that up to him, he thinks while dressing up and still buttoning his coat for once. It's a little suspicious, but they did just pull them out of sex and maybe he just doesn't want to put a shirt on??
After they make their way to the war room, the tiefling's tail starts swishing like it does when he has mischief in the making - and once his boyfriend sits down, Molly takes a seat on his lap. Slyly pushing his ass against that erection and picking up the drink of tea offered by Clay. ]
[ Fjord is sat down for all of five seconds before Molly plants his butt and his reaction comes like a shock of lightning, grabbing the tiefling's waist to lift him off so Fjord can abscond to the safety of the wall, arms hastily folded where he leans alone. If he says nothing for the first ten minutes it's because he isn't listening closely to Essek and instead steadying his breathing, avoiding Caleb's sharp eye.
All he has to do is exist in the room, that's it. He can ask Beau what it's all about later, nothing matters besides looking grumpy he was dragged out of bed.
[ Molly pouts and gives Fjord sad eyes, opening his coat a bit to bare his cleavage instead. If the half-orc doesn't let him take care of him in public? He's gonna be a shit instead.
He's absolutely not listening to anything at all, drinking his tea while his tail moves slowly behind him in an almost come-hither way.
Essek says something take makes everyone gasp and Molly just keeps his eyes on Fjord. ]
[ Fjord offers a vaguely intrigued raised brow when everyone gasps but his gaze lands on Molly, looking exactly like he ought to be up in their bedroom minus that coat. Stupid tiefling. Stupid tail.
He stays as still as stone so that his clothes don't brush against his cock and drive him crazy, the ridges hardened in place an absolute nightmare as they keep his shaft rigid against his leathers. The group mentions leaving immediately for some reason and he bites his lip because he doesn't want to be in actual pain from blue balls and a locked-up dick, actively trying to think up excuses as the Nein forms a plan of action.
Caduceus's passive perception is a real bitch to stay off the radar of, he's reminded. ]
[ Molly shamelessly continues to squirm a bit in his chair, giving Fjord looks. Fuck, he's so wet that he's going to soak his pants before this meeting is over, and they're going places?? Mollymauk isn't sure he'll survive that, and he knows Fjord isn't... unless they douse him in ice somehow.
Poor baby. The pouting is reaching weapon-grade levels. ]
We're leaving right now?
[ He complains, leaning back in his chair so his tits almost pop out.
Meanwhile, Caduceus's ear flicks a bit towards Fjord, and then turns his pink eyes on Molly for a moment. ]
[ Thankfully, Essek has just as sharp eyes as Caduceus and a lot more intuition as he eyes the group as a whole and reads the room.
There is no pressing need to leave immediately, perhaps in the next hour or so would be prudent.
Fjord could kiss that drow. ]
Sounds good to me, I have an errand to run before we head off. [ To whereverthefuck it is they're going. He pushes off the wall and heads to the door, grateful for Caduceus rising and prompting the others to end the meeting, and as casually as he can he adds, ] Molly, can I see you for a minute downstairs? I'll meet you there when you have a spare moment.
[ Thank gods for Essek, Molly's gonna send him tips and tricks on how to get Caleb to smile. Grinning, the tiefling hops off the chair and gives Yasha a peck before he nods to Fjord. ]
Sure, baby. I'll meet you there in a moment.
[ Beau snorts at that and Jester giggles, so it looks like the rest of them knows exactly what that means. Whatever, it doesn't bother Molly as much as it does Fjord.
Part of him just wants to phase through the floor and get there immediately, but he might need that move later if they have to fight. Not... that he has any idea of what they are doing, he didn't pay attention at all.
Instead he hurries up to leave the room with Fjord, 'in a moment' apparently meaning right the fuck now. ]
[ He can hear footsteps on his heels as he descends into the shadows of the unlit spa, Dancing Lights currently not in use by anyone to make the roots glow a rainbow as usual. He lurks in wait until he's sure he recognises the culprit and springs out to snatch Molly by the waist, whirling him into a cosy hug from behind, lips on his neck. ]
[ Molly is a little bit prepared for the 'attack', so he melts into that hug at once. Smiling, he turns his head a bit for a kiss. ]
An hour. Let's make the most of it, love.
[ He unbuttons the rest of his coat, letting his breasts free from their 'confinement' before shrugging out of the colorful mess of fabric. One hand slides back to try to palm the half-orc again. ]
[ He was about to leave the war room to just jack off and get his head back in the game until Essek chimed in.
With one hand he unfastens his cloak and hooks it on the wall, impatiently giving Molly a shove to spin him around and back him up into it. Fjord's eyes gleam in the darkness as he crowds in, reaching down to lift the tiefling by the thighs, his intent obvious with each loosening yank of the lacings of his trousers, the spell fading to reveal him as hard as ever. ]
Put you arms around me, I want to fuck you right until we have to leave.
[ Molly's happily pushed back, immediately doing as asked as he's lifted. No point being a tease anymore, after all - Fjord had suffered enough.
Leggings pulled down reveals just how slick he is, and he wiggles his hips a bit as his hands are too busy holding on to help guide that hard cock inside him. ]
[ Molly gets no verbal response beyond a deep growl as he's lifted against the wall, leggings yanked down enough to expose him to the thick cockhead that rubs up against the slickness that's been haunting Fjord in the damn war room. He leans in to hold eye-contact as he pushes in, lashes fluttering with each squeeze around his shaft until he's balls-deep, grinding ridges into soft walls to punish Molly for making them both wait.
Maybe to punish them both.
He keeps his breathing as even as possible while laboured, returning his grip to a thigh once he's securely buried in his boyfriend's soaked cunt. ]
[ This? This was perfection. Lifted against a wall and having a lover so frustrated and horny he can't even talk? It's fucking exquisite.
(Pun intended.)
Red eyes look into those golden cat-slits as that wonderful cock slides inside, stretching his cunt open bit by bit until it's taken to the root. Molly's so hot inside, silken walls clenching around those ridges and drawing a mewl of pleasure out of the tiefling to be filled completely.
Fuck, he almost didn't realize how horny he was, too. Even after coming once, he's a greedy bastard. ]
Yes, that's it, baby. All the way in, you got me.
[ Fingernails dig in a bit into those broad shoulders and Molly smiles brightly, head leaning back against the wall. ]
[ Tiefling claws dig into leather armour, the only exposed parts of Fjord currently inside Molly or bearing down on him for a kiss, barely mindful of his tusks and Molly's fangs. Upstairs he might have drawn it out but down here, with less than an hour before they have to be decent and ready to leave, he concentrates on fucking him roughly against the wall and enjoying nothing so much as the heat of Molly's body stroking his own as the rest of the world falls away.
He knows which angle sends Molly wild so he drags him into it, parting the kiss to watch his expression when Fjord finds and fully abuses it. Molly wanted to dance on Fjord's lap in front of their friends, he deserves to be shown exactly why that was a terrible idea. ]
[ There's something really hot about Fjord being nearly fully clothed right now - plus it's easier to hang on to that armor rather than green skin. The wet slap of that cock against him is a clear winner in the raw dirtiness of hot, though. He feels like he's made to take it, yielding and tight in one.
Molly's smiling happily as Fjord watches, eyes giving a light glow of darkvision, mouth slightly open and his expression somewhere between joy and pleasure. That angle is changed and makes a perfect thing even more perfect, and he clings even harder to his boyfriend. It feels so good that Molly doesn't care how loud he is, breaths and moans and 'yes' filling the tower. ]
[ The capacity to slow down isn't currently within his grasp, driving Molly hard until the rush of orgasm and thrill of fucking his mate fills up Molly with hot waves of come from a twitching cock. Fjord grits his teeth and tips his head back as he spills, a snarl on his lips but not of relief. It's not enough, not after forcing himself to hold back, and his slowed pace is only a result of his aching arms (strength check fail!!) as he finally stills, using the wall for leverage when he eases out. ]
Fuck. [ He's still hard as he reaches for Molly's hands, tugging him forward. ] Ride me on the floor, I want to see you taking it.
[ Gods, how he loves the way Fjord comes. Gritting his teeth like that, filling him with all that seed? It very nearly makes him come as well. Molly's not quite prepared for the change in gravity, though, and as he slides down he supposes it's a blessing none of them fell at all.
The request is eagerly met by a grinning tiefling moving forward into Fjord's lap, tail flicking happily as he's placing a kiss on those sweet lips. His own wetness and all the come makes it a wonderful slippery mix that slides that cock in with almost no effort at all.
Grinning, Molly starts moving, thighs lifting him a bit and then pushing down again so that his boyfriend's perfect cock can go in as deeply as it possible. Not needing to be as discrete as he was planning on earlier, he greedily starts bouncing on that lap. ]
[ With Molly practically naked save for his shoved-low leggings and Fjord nearly entirely dressed, he drags him in to see the rare sight of lavender breasts pressed up against his armour as Molly moves, ass squeezed and back petted as he bounces on Fjord's length, expertly taking him. He's so fucking wet, the come adds to that slick and makes him a dream as he stains leather breeches, so lovely that he gets his clit rubbed by two devoted fingertips as Fjord drinks in the whole experience of having him for a lover, wanting to spoil him. ]
You're dripping, baby, so tight. [ Growling low into a kiss, he bares his teeth in a smile. ] You can come as many times as you want until our hour's up, but you're going to warm my cock until we have to go. Understand, Molly?
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Mmm ...
[ The attention over a nub grows firmer, faster, stimulating that cute pink pearl. ]
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No, here Molly's being eaten out like he's the most delicious peach and living for each moment that tongue dips in deep and the engorged clit is played with. It draws louder, hitched moans from him, shamelessly grinding against that handsome face.
The hum and the insistent play brings him closer, heat burning through his body and his pulse loud in his ears. ]
Yes, baby, so close, fuck.
[ His thighs tighten around Fjord's head as his body blooms into orgasm, breaking a cry from his lips. ]
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He palms his way up a bare belly, groping his way to a breast so it feels to Molly's hazy mind that he's being touched everywhere that counts. ]
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Which he very much sits up to give, hungry to taste himself on those lips. ]
You're so good to me, baby... lie and let me ride you?
[ He looks eager and loving in one, stroking his hands through that hair and about to say something else when there's a knock on the door.
Heey you guys, stop having sex, Essek's here and we gotta have a meeting! ]
...oh gods, really?
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We're not ready! Fifteen minutes!
Hurry the fuck up, he's got places to be!
I'm really not asking!
[ Sliding his hands around Molly, Fjord impatiently runs a grasp down that soft body to Molly's ass to drag him close and kisses him harder than before, the heavy line of his erection hot against the soft wetness between the tiefling's legs.
Flushed dark green from head to toe, he ignores the banging on their door and murmurs to Molly. ]
Help me, this is all your fault.
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[ Molly says, gently stroking a finger over that hard cock with a pout. He desperately wants that inside him, but it sounds like they don't even have time for a quickie.
He's going to eyebleed that wizard bastard. ]
Minor illusion it?
[ The boner, that is. This is sad, he almost feels bad. Maybe if he wears a short skirt and buttons his coat... ]
I'll play with you while we listen.
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You'll set me off, no playing around.
[ Awkwardly dressed in full armour (it would look so weird to be in his cloak alone which he has donned out of paranoia and public decency, even if he is bespelled) he looks miserable. Possibly ill, if people have no idea what else is making him so flushed. ]
Let's, ah. Let's go then.
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He has to make that up to him, he thinks while dressing up and still buttoning his coat for once. It's a little suspicious, but they did just pull them out of sex and maybe he just doesn't want to put a shirt on??
After they make their way to the war room, the tiefling's tail starts swishing like it does when he has mischief in the making - and once his boyfriend sits down, Molly takes a seat on his lap. Slyly pushing his ass against that erection and picking up the drink of tea offered by Clay. ]
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All he has to do is exist in the room, that's it. He can ask Beau what it's all about later, nothing matters besides looking grumpy he was dragged out of bed.
He's got this. Totally. ]
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He's absolutely not listening to anything at all, drinking his tea while his tail moves slowly behind him in an almost come-hither way.
Essek says something take makes everyone gasp and Molly just keeps his eyes on Fjord. ]
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He stays as still as stone so that his clothes don't brush against his cock and drive him crazy, the ridges hardened in place an absolute nightmare as they keep his shaft rigid against his leathers. The group mentions leaving immediately for some reason and he bites his lip because he doesn't want to be in actual pain from blue balls and a locked-up dick, actively trying to think up excuses as the Nein forms a plan of action.
Caduceus's passive perception is a real bitch to stay off the radar of, he's reminded. ]
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Poor baby. The pouting is reaching weapon-grade levels. ]
We're leaving right now?
[ He complains, leaning back in his chair so his tits almost pop out.
Meanwhile, Caduceus's ear flicks a bit towards Fjord, and then turns his pink eyes on Molly for a moment. ]
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There is no pressing need to leave immediately, perhaps in the next hour or so would be prudent.
Fjord could kiss that drow. ]
Sounds good to me, I have an errand to run before we head off. [ To whereverthefuck it is they're going. He pushes off the wall and heads to the door, grateful for Caduceus rising and prompting the others to end the meeting, and as casually as he can he adds, ] Molly, can I see you for a minute downstairs? I'll meet you there when you have a spare moment.
[ In the quiet of the subterranean bathroom. ]
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Sure, baby. I'll meet you there in a moment.
[ Beau snorts at that and Jester giggles, so it looks like the rest of them knows exactly what that means. Whatever, it doesn't bother Molly as much as it does Fjord.
Part of him just wants to phase through the floor and get there immediately, but he might need that move later if they have to fight. Not... that he has any idea of what they are doing, he didn't pay attention at all.
Instead he hurries up to leave the room with Fjord, 'in a moment' apparently meaning right the fuck now. ]
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An hour, hmm?
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An hour. Let's make the most of it, love.
[ He unbuttons the rest of his coat, letting his breasts free from their 'confinement' before shrugging out of the colorful mess of fabric. One hand slides back to try to palm the half-orc again. ]
Poor baby, you must ache...
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[ He was about to leave the war room to just jack off and get his head back in the game until Essek chimed in.
With one hand he unfastens his cloak and hooks it on the wall, impatiently giving Molly a shove to spin him around and back him up into it. Fjord's eyes gleam in the darkness as he crowds in, reaching down to lift the tiefling by the thighs, his intent obvious with each loosening yank of the lacings of his trousers, the spell fading to reveal him as hard as ever. ]
Put you arms around me, I want to fuck you right until we have to leave.
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Leggings pulled down reveals just how slick he is, and he wiggles his hips a bit as his hands are too busy holding on to help guide that hard cock inside him. ]
Come on then, love. Don't waste any time.
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Maybe to punish them both.
He keeps his breathing as even as possible while laboured, returning his grip to a thigh once he's securely buried in his boyfriend's soaked cunt. ]
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(Pun intended.)
Red eyes look into those golden cat-slits as that wonderful cock slides inside, stretching his cunt open bit by bit until it's taken to the root. Molly's so hot inside, silken walls clenching around those ridges and drawing a mewl of pleasure out of the tiefling to be filled completely.
Fuck, he almost didn't realize how horny he was, too. Even after coming once, he's a greedy bastard. ]
Yes, that's it, baby. All the way in, you got me.
[ Fingernails dig in a bit into those broad shoulders and Molly smiles brightly, head leaning back against the wall. ]
Fuck me hard, you know you need to.
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He knows which angle sends Molly wild so he drags him into it, parting the kiss to watch his expression when Fjord finds and fully abuses it. Molly wanted to dance on Fjord's lap in front of their friends, he deserves to be shown exactly why that was a terrible idea. ]
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Molly's smiling happily as Fjord watches, eyes giving a light glow of darkvision, mouth slightly open and his expression somewhere between joy and pleasure. That angle is changed and makes a perfect thing even more perfect, and he clings even harder to his boyfriend. It feels so good that Molly doesn't care how loud he is, breaths and moans and 'yes' filling the tower. ]
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Fuck. [ He's still hard as he reaches for Molly's hands, tugging him forward. ] Ride me on the floor, I want to see you taking it.
[ Right on Fjord's lap like he teased. ]
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The request is eagerly met by a grinning tiefling moving forward into Fjord's lap, tail flicking happily as he's placing a kiss on those sweet lips. His own wetness and all the come makes it a wonderful slippery mix that slides that cock in with almost no effort at all.
Grinning, Molly starts moving, thighs lifting him a bit and then pushing down again so that his boyfriend's perfect cock can go in as deeply as it possible. Not needing to be as discrete as he was planning on earlier, he greedily starts bouncing on that lap. ]
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You're dripping, baby, so tight. [ Growling low into a kiss, he bares his teeth in a smile. ] You can come as many times as you want until our hour's up, but you're going to warm my cock until we have to go. Understand, Molly?
[ Forty minutes stuffed full of halforc dick. ]
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