It's not weird to have kinks, baby. I do! I love to have my horns grabbed when going down on you and have you steer me to fuck my face. Plus I do a lot of stuff for subscribers! I even bet you I'm on this site somewhere, I can garan-fucking-tee it.
[ Molly strokes his fingers through Fjord's hair, both since he likes it and to soothe his embarrassed boyfriend a bit. ]
I don't mind if you get off to anything other than me, honey. Even other people if you're just watching stuff!
[ Pause. ]
Pretty sure it's normal and not just my own weird introduction to things, just to be clear. Plus porn's great when it's made by good people.
[ His tail flicks again. ]
I'm up for you exploring every single part of me, as well. If you wanna know things, you can ask or just try it out.
[ He facepalms as Molly turns into the most effusively supportive partner in the world, which is very touching and reassuring just like the fingers in Fjord's hair. The horn-talk ... oh, boy.
Still, ]
Honey, I'm not interested in random strangers on the internet or whatever's hanging off their ass. I was thinking about you the whole time and not to be sweet about it either, I'm genuinely not attracted to those videos. They're heartless bullshit.
[ He brushes up a tattooed neck and leans in to seal a firm kiss on his boyfriend, as if making a point of it being Molly he wants to do that with. ]
I just wanted some advice on how to ... surprise you, maybe.
[ He does porn for a living! Of course he's going to be supportive! Plus he's got his own things... like that amazing cock. It also wasn't anything Molly couldn't provide, so even better!
Fjord's so sweet, though, and he melts into the touches and gives a happy sigh as his neck is kissed. ]
That's so sweet, baby... and exciting. Did you learn anything fun?
Maybe. I don't know, we'll see? It all seemed kind of obvious, once I read it.
[ He wraps his arms around Molly and runs his hands up his back, feeling his warmth and weight against him. Noses bump and he pecks him again as if to settle the matter. ]
[ He gets back to instagram and starts painstakingly going through the comment, mouthing the words to himself. It's going to give him a headache, but now he has Fjord to lean to and that gives him a good incentive to get it done so they can kiss. ]
[ He had completely forgotten about that particular online search and is now trapped between thoughts of what he learned and the monstrous sea serpent on the TV. Fjord pulls up his sweater's neckline to hide behind and wraps around Molly in a hug that traps him underneath on the couch. ]
[ He finishes fairly quickly when he recognizes a shitty word and removes the comment with a warning. Molly closes the laptop and puts it on the coffee table, looking up just in time to see a giant eye on the TV.
He jumps back a bit and wraps his tail around Fjord's leg a little harder than intended. ]
[ He catches Molly in his arms as he startles, a (manly) squeak leaving him as Molly grabs onto his leg with his tail. He pets it and then his boyfriend's side to calm him down. ]
It's monster-y cryptid stuff, we don't have to watch. Change the channel, honey.
No, no! I was just really surprised. What the fuck was that eye...?
[ He snuggles in next to Fjord, a little amused at the neckline method of dealing with it. Molly was more of a ghost movie fan, so it wasn't the horror factor that threw him off as much as the yellow, slitted eye covering the whole screen. ]
Dunno, I changed the channel and there it was. Bunch of other weird creatures on this show too, but that's the creepiest.
[ With his jumper pulled over his nose he turns away and buries his face in Molly's shoulder, nuzzling at his lovely scented hair and turning into a halforc-halfbear with his hugs. ]
[ He didn't expect that! Choking on a laugh, he starts playfully wrestling Molly to try and touch as much of him as possible; including with tickling fingers. ]
Are you sure you want to take those pants off, babe?
Molly squeaks at the tickling, wriggling around as he's so evilly attacked when trying to help!
Tail whipping, he laughs and places kisses where he can reach, ending up wrestling back the best he can, using the fact that he's more agile to slip away from Fjord's stronger grips.
[ Yells are poked out of him and he goes for his only option left, namely blowing raspberries on whatever part of Molly he can get his mouth on. His neck, his chest, his belly! All fair game!! ]
[ Molly retorts, a serious threat from someone who refuses to sleep with even a hint of underwear on.
Then his laughter turns into a squeak at the 'attack'. Oh no, he's fighting unfairly! His belly vibrates from the air blown and the tiefling tries to get Fjord back just as 'badly'.
[ The couch isn't made for two full-grown idiots using it as a warzone and he plants a hand on the floor when he slips off, braced there with an adrenaline-wheezed grin. ]
Stop, stop, stop! I'm about to die, don't Mufasa me!
[ Molly snorts at that, crawling his hands over Fjord. Making sure his boyfriend isn't going to hit his head on anything, he then leans in as close as possible to his ear. ]
[ Molly grins, looking very pleased with his betrayal. He would argue that the lady upstairs was already holding that title, but then Fjord starts tracing his tail, running fingers over the taller vertebrae making the knolls at the base. ]
Mmm... oh no~
[ He smirks like the spoiled brat he is, leaning down for a kiss. ]
[ He brings up a finger to Molly's lips, stopping that kiss in his tracks. Fjord's mischievous grin remains as he returns to drop on the sofa with a sigh, spreading his legs wide and patting his lap as he gets comfortable, taking up most of the available room.
He locks eyes meaningfully with Molly and defies his own blush by boldly stating, ]
[ He rubs circles around the base of a horn, petting his happy boyfriend. Molly being cheerfully surprised is the best reward for Fjord's foray into newfound honesty, especially about sex. It's all because of Molly he feels so comfortable with that stuff these days anyway. ]
We're going to have rules, if you're down with them. You have to work yourself up in another room and when I'm ready I'll call you in here. Once you're sitting on me, you can move as much as you want but never enough to make either of us come, and if you're bad [ with Fjord's version of a 'stern' look, ] you'll forfeit kisses for an hour.
You can bring some snacks and a drink to put nearby and have your phone too, but nothing takes precedence over your job unless you say your safe-word.
[ Oh, this was getting more and more interesting! There's a slight purr as he's petted, but his red eyes are focused as Fjord lays down the rules. It all sounded wonderful, and the 'threat' of no kisses for an hour was an acceptable punishment for the half-orc's first dip into sex games with him. ]
Oh, I like this. You want me all shaky with need and trying to be good. A difficult task!
[ Really, he's such a brat. ]
I'm so into this, honey. My safeword is scimitar. It's weird enough to not be something you bring to bed.
[ Oooh, that was a nice thrill in his blood at that promise. The question of when it would be good to try it brings a laugh from Molly, leaning up for a kiss. ]
You brought up the rules and everything, so I'm thinking now. Unless you want to torture me for hours with just the knowledge of it!
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[ Molly strokes his fingers through Fjord's hair, both since he likes it and to soothe his embarrassed boyfriend a bit. ]
I don't mind if you get off to anything other than me, honey. Even other people if you're just watching stuff!
[ Pause. ]
Pretty sure it's normal and not just my own weird introduction to things, just to be clear. Plus porn's great when it's made by good people.
[ His tail flicks again. ]
I'm up for you exploring every single part of me, as well. If you wanna know things, you can ask or just try it out.
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Still, ]
Honey, I'm not interested in random strangers on the internet or whatever's hanging off their ass. I was thinking about you the whole time and not to be sweet about it either, I'm genuinely not attracted to those videos. They're heartless bullshit.
[ He brushes up a tattooed neck and leans in to seal a firm kiss on his boyfriend, as if making a point of it being Molly he wants to do that with. ]
I just wanted some advice on how to ... surprise you, maybe.
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Fjord's so sweet, though, and he melts into the touches and gives a happy sigh as his neck is kissed. ]
That's so sweet, baby... and exciting. Did you learn anything fun?
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[ He wraps his arms around Molly and runs his hands up his back, feeling his warmth and weight against him. Noses bump and he pecks him again as if to settle the matter. ]
You still need my laptop, right?
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[ He gets back to instagram and starts painstakingly going through the comment, mouthing the words to himself. It's going to give him a headache, but now he has Fjord to lean to and that gives him a good incentive to get it done so they can kiss. ]
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This is some scary shit.
[ Snakes ... tails ... ]
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He jumps back a bit and wraps his tail around Fjord's leg a little harder than intended. ]
Holy shit!
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It's monster-y cryptid stuff, we don't have to watch. Change the channel, honey.
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[ He snuggles in next to Fjord, a little amused at the neckline method of dealing with it. Molly was more of a ghost movie fan, so it wasn't the horror factor that threw him off as much as the yellow, slitted eye covering the whole screen. ]
What's it called?
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[ With his jumper pulled over his nose he turns away and buries his face in Molly's shoulder, nuzzling at his lovely scented hair and turning into a halforc-halfbear with his hugs. ]
Save me with your sexiness!
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[ Molly laughs at that and shucks off his shirt so Fjord can lean on his chest. ]
Sexy enough, or should I take my pants off, too?
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Are you sure you want to take those pants off, babe?
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Tail whipping, he laughs and places kisses where he can reach, ending up wrestling back the best he can, using the fact that he's more agile to slip away from Fjord's stronger grips.
I'm so not taking anything off for you again!
[ He laughs, starting to tickle back. ]
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[ Yells are poked out of him and he goes for his only option left, namely blowing raspberries on whatever part of Molly he can get his mouth on. His neck, his chest, his belly! All fair game!! ]
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[ Molly retorts, a serious threat from someone who refuses to sleep with even a hint of underwear on.
Then his laughter turns into a squeak at the 'attack'. Oh no, he's fighting unfairly! His belly vibrates from the air blown and the tiefling tries to get Fjord back just as 'badly'.
Children. ]
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Stop, stop, stop! I'm about to die, don't Mufasa me!
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Long may I reign.
[ Then he gently pushes. ]
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You're the most untrustworthy person in his entire building, do you know that?
[ Fjord gets to his knees, reaching around to trace the bumps up that tail, all the way up toward the base. It is time. ]
Wouldn't be so cheeky if I were you, pretty boy.
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Mmm... oh no~
[ He smirks like the spoiled brat he is, leaning down for a kiss. ]
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[ He brings up a finger to Molly's lips, stopping that kiss in his tracks. Fjord's mischievous grin remains as he returns to drop on the sofa with a sigh, spreading his legs wide and patting his lap as he gets comfortable, taking up most of the available room.
He locks eyes meaningfully with Molly and defies his own blush by boldly stating, ]
Cockwarming.
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Oooh...
[ He crawls over Fjord, leaning his head in the half-orc's lap. Sweetly at first, of course. ]
You have fun ideas today, baby.
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We're going to have rules, if you're down with them. You have to work yourself up in another room and when I'm ready I'll call you in here. Once you're sitting on me, you can move as much as you want but never enough to make either of us come, and if you're bad [ with Fjord's version of a 'stern' look, ] you'll forfeit kisses for an hour.
You can bring some snacks and a drink to put nearby and have your phone too, but nothing takes precedence over your job unless you say your safe-word.
Okay, sweetheart?
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Oh, I like this. You want me all shaky with need and trying to be good. A difficult task!
[ Really, he's such a brat. ]
I'm so into this, honey. My safeword is scimitar. It's weird enough to not be something you bring to bed.
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[ He'll see to that. Leaning down for a kiss, he ruffles his hair.
'Scimitar', got it. ]
Today good or some other time?
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You brought up the rules and everything, so I'm thinking now. Unless you want to torture me for hours with just the knowledge of it!
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