[ There's a reward to be had in just watching Molly enjoy himself, the roll of his hips and arch of his body turning Fjord's stamina to ashes when paired with the roaming hand over his chest. He huffs mid-kiss to peacock feathers, leaning up to catch his lover's eye. ]
I should kick you out of my tent right now and make you sleep in the rockpools until that high opinion of yourself cools off.
[ Since he figured out Fjord is a soft-hearted fool for him Molly has become too powerful, that's for sure. With an aggrieved sigh as if he's an unwilling participant, Fjord breaks the facade with a grin and kisses him silent. Or occupies that forked tongue, anyway.
Molly will find his thigh guided over Fjord's hip and their cocks aligned for a luxuriously slow grind as soon as the tiefling is done snarking, the drag of Fjord's achingly heavy erection rubbing through the precome smeared down Molly's cock, adding his own to make the hot glide smoother. The arm he's braced on tenses to keep him propped up and he slips the other under the dip in Molly's back just to manhandle him a little more, hooked underneath to keep him hauled up close. It's only a few inches off the sleeping blanket but the power-trip Fjord gets is worth it.
[ At least he doesn't abuse it too often? (No that's a lie he does it all the time.) Molly already looks pleased at 'winning' before that sigh even comes, and then he meets the kisses happily.
He's easy to move around when he's getting his way, thigh moved and heaven acquired in the slow rub together. It's fantastic, heat and slickness making a perfect combination. Molly doesn't need to look to know how pretty it is, purple shadowed by that gorgeous green, thick and heavy. He was a good size for his kind, but more of a slender build than his lover - and the differences always made his blood hot.
He's a bit more surprised by the way Fjord holds him closer, and man. That's also quite hot, and a little silly. Gods, how he adores this ridiculous man.
Molly was expecting something sappy with a snuggle like that, and instead that comes out and his laugh is mixed with a much deeper blush this time. ]
[ He likes keeping Molly guessing as to what he'll do, not naturally given to lewd promises but learning how to slip them in when he least expects it and earn a blush. Fjord kisses him slow and filthy, open-mouthed with savouring licks as he explores that forked tongue and strokes it, sealing lips with a hedonistic hum. The grind of their bodies is slick and hot, more so with Molly burning up a storm below to make them sweat in the autumn evening heat, and Fjord huffs a breathless smile as hair falls into his eyes. ]
I love you, Molls.
[ The sex is great and all, but it's more than that. It always was. ]
[ It's never boring in bed with Fjord, that's for sure! Molly's happily meeting those kisses, mixing the filthy ones with sweeter, and even some nips here and there. His tongue is always happy to explore those tusks, and he never wants to stop.
It's making him so happy.
The constant, slow and wonderful grind is keeping his blood heated, and with the nice weather he's probably going to be a furnace to sleep with. Who needs blankets when you have a boyfriend, though?
His mind is so full of happiness and pleasure that it takes a moment to register what Fjord said, and the sides of his red eyes wrinkle with unbound joy in his smile. ]
I love you too, baby.
[ Another kiss, a little more chaste but just as full of want. It always made him a little nervous, having fallen in love like this, but... it had changed a lot for the better. (Molly's so happy he stepped into that flower shop.) ]
[ Molly says softly, nearly a whisper as he looks up into Fjord's eyes with a smile. It's tender and it's sweet, something he used to imagine fragile as glass, terrified that his grip was too tight or too loose. Desperate to ruin with a joke or a comment to distance himself.
Now love is his favorite vice. ]
We're both lucky.
[ A hand comes to stroke that cheek again, gently tracing the beard and stopping at his chin before Molly leans in for a kiss again. ]
[ With that wistfully fond murmur he turns his head to kiss Molly's palm and the red eye there, nipping at his fingers. He tugs on Molly to get him rolling too, wanting a blanket made of horny tiefling. ]
Come here, since you wanted to crash my bedtime ...
[ Molly chuckles and happily rolls over so that he can lie on top of that lovely green mattress and suck little marks on those pecs. Fjord gave him full reach and Mollymauk's gonna make use of it, leaving traces of kisses wherever he can reach. ]
I'm worth losing sleep for and you know it.
[ Still smiling, he captures a nipple with his mouth and slides it between the v of his twin tongue tips. ]
[ This must be what everyone wants when they watch Molly's videos of him panting in their direction but, as Fjord can attest, the reality is much more intense than any imagining. He arches up into the drag of that forked tongue and groans as his dick twitches as if commanded, right against Molly with the tiefling spread on top. It's just another layer of Molly's shamelessness that drags the same out of Fjord, no longer embarrassed by the reactions his boyfriend ekes from him with minimal effort. ]
You know, [ conversationally, as if he isn't grinding the ridges on his cock against Molly's smooth belly, ] if you're up for it, we can do more than this.
[ Reaching to the side of the tent he ferrets out the bottle of lube, swatting the cold side of it against Molly's asscheek. ]
[ Molly happily takes his time to properly worship that chest, teasing nipples and sucking marks wherever he can. It's hot and sexy but there's such affection there that doesn't show in his raunchy work. He adores this, and wants Fjord to know how much.
The drag of that cock against him draws a happy sigh, and Molly raises his head a bit to look into Fjord's eyes. ]
Greedy.
[ He says, amused and not like he's the poster boy for it.
The tiefling steals another kiss, long and deep and full of promise. ]
If you're up for it, one day I want to fuck you.
[ Molly mumbles against a green cheek, wiggling his ass a bit for Fjord to get that lube on his fingers already. ]
We don't have to do anything, Molls, the lube ... I brought it in case.
[ That enthusiasm is catching even with his blood already up and he has his fingers sliding between pert lavender cheeks when Molly manages to surprise him. One cheek gets a squeeze by accident. ]
Me? [ His first thought is "there's too much sand" and then "we're out in the open" before he realises Molly doesn't mean now. He can refocus on sliding a finger into Molly's heat, slow and careful. ] Maybe when we get home ...
[ He's usually game whenever, unless he's having a shitty brain day or being too drunk. In addition, Fjord wants him sober when they fuck, and he can very much respect that - even when his high ass is whining for it.
This gentle petting and rubbing is lovely, and he could come this way, all full of feelings and sweetness. Fjord has expressed an interest, though, and he's quick to agree like a child being offered their favorite treat. Plus it means he gets a few fingers in him, and that's always great.
The reaction to his offer has him paying a bit more attention to Fjord's face, trying to read if he overstepped. It might not be something his boyfriend is into at all, but he'd look so gorgeous taking cock. Maybe just as pretty as Molly himself! ]
Mm... just think about it. Ah!
[ He groans as a finger slides into that heat, his body happily opening up to accept it. Fjord knew his body so well by now that it barely takes effort to make him relax and welcome the intrusion. ]
[ Being in a relationship where sex isn't a weapon or a reward is wholesome as hell and he appreciates how keen Molly is to jump on his dick Just Because, mutually loving being close to each other so that it transfers naturally into physical affection. Molly takes a single digit just fine with minimal resistance, Fjord convinced this is why the guy takes so long in the shower at times, and when the second digit comes up against faint refusal he uses his free hand to smooth over a hip and up a waist, all the way back down to a thigh; a circuit of reassurance and distraction. That's what the kisses are for too, all along Molly's jaw. ]
[ For someone whose almost entire life had been all about sex for the sake of just pleasure and money, having sex because of intimacy and feelings so strong that he just can't stand not touching Fjord is new and probably healing for Molly. He needed to be touched, his body screaming for any at all that didn't come with ulterior motives, which was why he draped all over his friends whenever possible... but Fjord brought it all to a good circle of sex with feelings and being a tactile, needy person.
Made him feel whole rather than fragments of a personality.
Those hands on him has him making happy sounds of pleasure, and Molly rocks down on those fingers, slowly fucking himself on them. ]
[ His sole goal in life where Molly is concerned is to take care of him the best way he knows how, with lots of love and laughter to drown out the darker times. That's why he snorts, ]
No, it's Nott.
[ And grins up as he curls his fingers to rub Molly right. ]
[ Molly breaks into laughter at that, a real guffaw that snaps into a groan as soon as that finger is moved and presses perfectly. It's such a weird mix of laughter and pleasure that it has him going again, giggling happily and leaning to bury it in Fjord's chest. ]
I can't believe you mentioned Nott and did that at the same time, I'm going to get a boner next time someone calls for her and it will be awkward!
[ Wheezing with laughter (What the fuck!) he sets all his attention on opening Molly up on his fingers, pressing him to take a third before long. Fjord nuzzles a tattooed cheek, dropping kisses. ]
You can come like this for me if you want, if it's too much. I just want to see you enjoying yourself, baby.
I am... I am so fucking happy, Fjord. You make me laugh while having your fingers in me, how much better can things be?
[ He smiles again, meeting a kiss hungrily as he's breached with a third finger. It draws a soft whine out of him, rocking against it at once to slowly draw it deeper inside.
Flushed and smiling, he sucks another hickey into the half-orc's neck. He's always grateful for the outs, even if he used to mistake them for disinterest. ]
I'm definitely enjoying myself, baby. Mmm... I could come like this, definitely, [ he says softly, and that's a wonderful way to have sex, something he very much enjoys in the mornings when he's sleep-soft and purring. ] ...but I'm so open and I need you to fill me with that sweet cock of yours.
[ His free hand comes up to cup Molly's face, threading through his hair as he kisses him with all the emotion warming him from the inside-out, letting a groan peel through his shaky sigh. ]
Then you can have whatever you want, sweetheart, even me.
[ He can't refuse Molly when he's so desperate to be fucked, no man in existence could exercise that sort of self-restraint. Easing his fingers free, Fjord wipes the extra slick off on his dick and grasps Molly's hips, the hard line of his erection rubbing up between cheeks and over that puffy hole. ]
[ He's a pampered brat who gets what he wants, creating that content, slightly preening look before he sits up more and reaches for that gorgeous cock. Stroking it at first, he meets Fjord's eyes as he slides it between his cheeks and leading the thick head to his hole.
He's smiling to the point of baring his fangs, tongue wetting plush lips before he slips that cockhead inside. It changes his expression immediately from smug cat to breathless lover as he whines and grasps at Fjord's shoulders to work more of it inside. It feels like it's made for him, no batter how stupidly porn-like that sounds. ]
Yes, fuck... [ Molly bottoms out and drags his fingers down Fjord's chest and up to his own navel, groaning as he can feel the tiny hint of that cock in him.
He doesn't need too much time to get used to it, and starts to slowly ride his boyfriend in their tent.]
[ God and please and Mollybabyohsweetheartyes all hold the same sentiment as he feels him sink down, similar thoughts like made for me running through his head with each inch swallowed up by impossible heat. Stretched and wet as he clings to Fjord's ridged shaft with each rise, every descent ruts a little harder to rub those soft walls raw, the thick crown clutched so tight that Fjord's lip curls back in a soundless snarl. It's all he can do to huff and grunt and not come too early. ]
There you go, I've got you ...
[ Grasping at Molly's ass to help spread him and take some of his weight, Fjord never takes his eyes off him and judges where's best to get Molly bouncing so he's happiest. It's not chiefly about getting off, there's consideration in the way Fjord invites him to take his own pleasure, to use him without guilt. ]
[ He moves slow, focusing on the amazing feeling of rising and sinking down on that cock, desperately filling himself as much as possible of Fjord each time he bottoms out.
Molly's red eyes watch his boyfriend heatedly as he rides him, not breaking eye contact aside from a few involuntary times when the glide is just too good. He's smiling, flushed and happy as he fucks himself exactly like he wants to, taking everything he can with greed and joy. ]
Yes, yes... fuck, baby you're so good to me!
[ He says, a slight hiss at the last words as he manages to lean just right for the best stretch around those ridges and pressure against his prostate. ]
I love you, I love you... Xe dajy haf, haf oyyd wa qaav...
[ Getting Molly to come before him is always a challenge to his pride and the Infernal is a rarity that fires him up all the more, sitting up to drag Molly securely on his lap and grasp those lovely thighs, palming his way around to a pert ass. Only one hand slides that way before instead slipping under the base of a tail and rubbing there, the other wrapping around Molly's cock in a mirroring hold; both are stroked in tandem as Fjord kisses him, groaning with the feeling of tight heat riding his cock. ]
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I should kick you out of my tent right now and make you sleep in the rockpools until that high opinion of yourself cools off.
[ He wouldn't. ]
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[ He huffs and jokingly pulls back. ]
I guess if you feel like it's better to stare up at the tent roof rather than watching me moan for you, I should give you your space.
[ That's when he slides his fingers down to wrap around Fjord's cock as well, stroking the soft flesh with that shit-eating grin. ]
All alone in here while I'm out there, chilling with the tiny fish.
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Molly will find his thigh guided over Fjord's hip and their cocks aligned for a luxuriously slow grind as soon as the tiefling is done snarking, the drag of Fjord's achingly heavy erection rubbing through the precome smeared down Molly's cock, adding his own to make the hot glide smoother. The arm he's braced on tenses to keep him propped up and he slips the other under the dip in Molly's back just to manhandle him a little more, hooked underneath to keep him hauled up close. It's only a few inches off the sleeping blanket but the power-trip Fjord gets is worth it.
He has his own weapons to tease with. ]
I'm eating you out after you come, by the way.
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He's easy to move around when he's getting his way, thigh moved and heaven acquired in the slow rub together. It's fantastic, heat and slickness making a perfect combination. Molly doesn't need to look to know how pretty it is, purple shadowed by that gorgeous green, thick and heavy. He was a good size for his kind, but more of a slender build than his lover - and the differences always made his blood hot.
He's a bit more surprised by the way Fjord holds him closer, and man. That's also quite hot, and a little silly. Gods, how he adores this ridiculous man.
Molly was expecting something sappy with a snuggle like that, and instead that comes out and his laugh is mixed with a much deeper blush this time. ]
Naughty! Mmm... not that I'm complaining...
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I love you, Molls.
[ The sex is great and all, but it's more than that. It always was. ]
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It's making him so happy.
The constant, slow and wonderful grind is keeping his blood heated, and with the nice weather he's probably going to be a furnace to sleep with. Who needs blankets when you have a boyfriend, though?
His mind is so full of happiness and pleasure that it takes a moment to register what Fjord said, and the sides of his red eyes wrinkle with unbound joy in his smile. ]
I love you too, baby.
[ Another kiss, a little more chaste but just as full of want. It always made him a little nervous, having fallen in love like this, but... it had changed a lot for the better. (Molly's so happy he stepped into that flower shop.) ]
So much. I'm so fucking lucky to have you.
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[ Lowered to the blankets as Fjord slides a cradling arm free, Molly has his hair brushed back and his bottom lip thumbed across. ]
I'm the lucky one, beautiful.
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[ Molly says softly, nearly a whisper as he looks up into Fjord's eyes with a smile. It's tender and it's sweet, something he used to imagine fragile as glass, terrified that his grip was too tight or too loose. Desperate to ruin with a joke or a comment to distance himself.
Now love is his favorite vice. ]
We're both lucky.
[ A hand comes to stroke that cheek again, gently tracing the beard and stopping at his chin before Molly leans in for a kiss again. ]
We're excellent at intimacy in tents, aren't we?
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[ With that wistfully fond murmur he turns his head to kiss Molly's palm and the red eye there, nipping at his fingers. He tugs on Molly to get him rolling too, wanting a blanket made of horny tiefling. ]
Come here, since you wanted to crash my bedtime ...
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I'm worth losing sleep for and you know it.
[ Still smiling, he captures a nipple with his mouth and slides it between the v of his twin tongue tips. ]
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You know, [ conversationally, as if he isn't grinding the ridges on his cock against Molly's smooth belly, ] if you're up for it, we can do more than this.
[ Reaching to the side of the tent he ferrets out the bottle of lube, swatting the cold side of it against Molly's asscheek. ]
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The drag of that cock against him draws a happy sigh, and Molly raises his head a bit to look into Fjord's eyes. ]
Greedy.
[ He says, amused and not like he's the poster boy for it.
The tiefling steals another kiss, long and deep and full of promise. ]
If you're up for it, one day I want to fuck you.
[ Molly mumbles against a green cheek, wiggling his ass a bit for Fjord to get that lube on his fingers already. ]
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[ That enthusiasm is catching even with his blood already up and he has his fingers sliding between pert lavender cheeks when Molly manages to surprise him. One cheek gets a squeeze by accident. ]
Me? [ His first thought is "there's too much sand" and then "we're out in the open" before he realises Molly doesn't mean now. He can refocus on sliding a finger into Molly's heat, slow and careful. ] Maybe when we get home ...
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[ He's usually game whenever, unless he's having a shitty brain day or being too drunk. In addition, Fjord wants him sober when they fuck, and he can very much respect that - even when his high ass is whining for it.
This gentle petting and rubbing is lovely, and he could come this way, all full of feelings and sweetness. Fjord has expressed an interest, though, and he's quick to agree like a child being offered their favorite treat. Plus it means he gets a few fingers in him, and that's always great.
The reaction to his offer has him paying a bit more attention to Fjord's face, trying to read if he overstepped. It might not be something his boyfriend is into at all, but he'd look so gorgeous taking cock. Maybe just as pretty as Molly himself! ]
Mm... just think about it. Ah!
[ He groans as a finger slides into that heat, his body happily opening up to accept it. Fjord knew his body so well by now that it barely takes effort to make him relax and welcome the intrusion. ]
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Currently thinking about something else ...
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Made him feel whole rather than fragments of a personality.
Those hands on him has him making happy sounds of pleasure, and Molly rocks down on those fingers, slowly fucking himself on them. ]
Oh? Is it me? I bet it's me.
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No, it's Nott.
[ And grins up as he curls his fingers to rub Molly right. ]
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I can't believe you mentioned Nott and did that at the same time, I'm going to get a boner next time someone calls for her and it will be awkward!
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You can come like this for me if you want, if it's too much. I just want to see you enjoying yourself, baby.
[ Always a gentle out, a reminder. ]
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[ He smiles again, meeting a kiss hungrily as he's breached with a third finger. It draws a soft whine out of him, rocking against it at once to slowly draw it deeper inside.
Flushed and smiling, he sucks another hickey into the half-orc's neck. He's always grateful for the outs, even if he used to mistake them for disinterest. ]
I'm definitely enjoying myself, baby. Mmm... I could come like this, definitely, [ he says softly, and that's a wonderful way to have sex, something he very much enjoys in the mornings when he's sleep-soft and purring. ] ...but I'm so open and I need you to fill me with that sweet cock of yours.
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Then you can have whatever you want, sweetheart, even me.
[ He can't refuse Molly when he's so desperate to be fucked, no man in existence could exercise that sort of self-restraint. Easing his fingers free, Fjord wipes the extra slick off on his dick and grasps Molly's hips, the hard line of his erection rubbing up between cheeks and over that puffy hole. ]
Put me inside you.
[ He likes to watch. ]
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[ He's a pampered brat who gets what he wants, creating that content, slightly preening look before he sits up more and reaches for that gorgeous cock. Stroking it at first, he meets Fjord's eyes as he slides it between his cheeks and leading the thick head to his hole.
He's smiling to the point of baring his fangs, tongue wetting plush lips before he slips that cockhead inside. It changes his expression immediately from smug cat to breathless lover as he whines and grasps at Fjord's shoulders to work more of it inside. It feels like it's made for him, no batter how stupidly porn-like that sounds. ]
Yes, fuck... [ Molly bottoms out and drags his fingers down Fjord's chest and up to his own navel, groaning as he can feel the tiny hint of that cock in him.
He doesn't need too much time to get used to it, and starts to slowly ride his boyfriend in their tent.]
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There you go, I've got you ...
[ Grasping at Molly's ass to help spread him and take some of his weight, Fjord never takes his eyes off him and judges where's best to get Molly bouncing so he's happiest. It's not chiefly about getting off, there's consideration in the way Fjord invites him to take his own pleasure, to use him without guilt. ]
Go on, baby, you deserve it.
[ He doesn't recognise his own voice. ]
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Molly's red eyes watch his boyfriend heatedly as he rides him, not breaking eye contact aside from a few involuntary times when the glide is just too good. He's smiling, flushed and happy as he fucks himself exactly like he wants to, taking everything he can with greed and joy. ]
Yes, yes... fuck, baby you're so good to me!
[ He says, a slight hiss at the last words as he manages to lean just right for the best stretch around those ridges and pressure against his prostate. ]
I love you, I love you... Xe dajy haf, haf oyyd wa qaav...
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Jiak deukire lat, faushnu ...
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