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!
[ His gaze softens on Molly as he shakes his head, loving how enthused he is. A small, self-conscious part of Fjord still worries about opening up but Molly is a balm to those fear every time. ]
Alright, you go have fun in the bedroom then. What snacks would you like on the couch in case you need them?
[ They'll play the game but Fjord will do it with every safety net possible. ]
[ Molly throws his arms around Fjord and kisses him again, really excited - like this was his idea rather than his boyfriend's. Another kiss, and then he gets off the couch, picking up his discarded shirt. ]
Hmm... water bottle, popcorn and strawberry lemonade.
[ Fjord gets another kiss. ]
I'll get the lube and the wipes!
[ Grinning, he immediately heads to their bedroom, already fighting with his too-tight pants to get out of them as quickly as possible. ]
[ The happy kisses are so cute that he almost doesn't snort at Molly charging around. ]
I'm not going to scream like you, you'll have to listen for it.
[ All the necessary snacks are brought to the other side of the couch, including Molly's phone charger, before Fjord gets comfortable and paws the front of his pants, head tipped back on the couch. ]

Throw me the wipes and all that before you vanish to play with yourself!
[ Molly saunters out again, completely nude and with a half-chub already, and delivers the goods. ]
I am so in love with you.
[ He says casually, before smiling and leaning down for a long, deep kiss. ]
To get you going~!
[ Wandering off just as quickly, he hops on the bed again to stroke himself, not here to make it last but to get himself hard before he starts opening himself up. As usual, he doesn't have much of a filter of how good it feels, but he's definitely hamming it up a little more than that so Fjord can hear. ]
[ Oh, that sight helps, as does the kiss that leaves him with the start of a moan in his throat. His gaze rakes over Molly as he leaves and Fjord shoves his pants down to his knees, starting to feel that burn in his blood for the touch of his mate. He opens his phone to a silenced video of Molly (audio is kindly provided from the other room) and gets hard to the sight of him fingering himself open, hot red eyes batting over a shoulder; Fjord is more focused on how well that pretty ass takes those fingers, letting a series of groans out at the memory of being inside. His wet fist is a poor substitute but the ridges on his shaft appreciate the slickness, thickening until he's throbbing in his own fist, precome smearing down with his thumb.
He switches off the video and sits up a little, trying to look more nonchalant than he feels with a solid handful of his own dick in their well-lit living room. After a glance at the supplies ensconced behind a pillow nearby, he clears his throat to call out in a lower, rougher voice than usual. ]
[ Molly rides his fingers with Fjord's name on his lips, pressing in deep and sharply drawing in air when he finds a good spot. Unlike his other private moments, he avoids it instead - wanting to get himself ready for that cock and not draw himself too close.
The half-orc's little groans are wonderful, and he whines in response, slipping another finger inside himself and rocking against it with little 'ah's repeating like a mantra. Molly's so curious to play this game - something he had no idea who would win.
When he hears his boyfriend call him back, Molly slides his fingers out and wipes his hand from lube before he walks into the living room. Hair tousled and cheeks a little purpler, his hard cock bobs a bit when he walks over to slide into Fjord's lap. He looks hungry, red eyes wandering over that familiar, wonderful body. ]
Mmm... do you want me like this or with my back to you?
[ He reaches up to cup Molly's face and draw him into a lazy heated kiss, guiding him onto his lap. ]
Facing me. Why wouldn't I want to see your pretty face, sweetheart?
[ If it weren't for the fact Fjord is mostly still dressed and unwilling to move far, this could so far pass as any normal tryst, hungry and horny on both ends. He spreads a palm over Molly's hip and roams his waist, grasping to drag him close. There's no hurry to fuck him for the sake of it, preferring the buildup of basking in each other's touch first. ]
[ Molly looks very pleased (both with himself and the situation), and slips his tongue into the next kiss. It's something so hot about being the naked one where Fjord is one tuck away from being properly dressed, and it makes him feel even naughtier.
Chuckling, he continues to kiss with his arms draped over Fjord's shoulders, hugging and leaning against him - but he has to start this and try to be a good boy, no matter how nice it was. That half-orc dick would make sure he had a good seat for some time, so he's not worried it would get soft while they are playing.
There's a little fanged smirk as he slides that cock against the cleft of his ass a few times to tease, before finally guiding it to his hole. That thick head always takes a bit of extra work to take in, and he loves the way his rim fights to stretch around it before it pops inside and starts feeding the rest of the length to him as he sinks down on it. ]
[ Fjord doesn't suppress any reaction drawn out of him these days so when Molly starts working that fat cockhead inside he earns a deep growl of approval, turning softer and breathier once it sinks past initial resistance. ]
Molly ...
[ He takes him so well, knowing exactly how to pace each inch over ridge after ridge, stretching out a little more until he hits the base, split on Fjord's throbbing cock. Molly hasn't used a toy, Fjord can tell, and he's deeply pleased for some reason. It's so incredibly good that an orcish purr stirs up to match the tiefling version and he wraps his arms around him to coax Molly down for another deep kiss, starting to rock his hips in a shallow grind, a thick crown dragging along slick walls. ]
Oh, honey. Take a ride and stretch yourself out, you're so fucking tight.
[ That growl makes him smile, sending heat and happiness through his body. The slow way he works himself down on that cock is one of his favorite things, and he barely stretched himself at all this time, wanting to be as tight as possible since they were going to draw this out. ]
Just for you...
[ The shallow rocking draws a gasp out of Mollymauk, and he steadies his hold on those shoulders before he meets the heated kiss and letting his thighs move to very slowly open himself up more. It's a little awkward to ride dick in the couch, but Molly has no shame in the way he wobbles now and then.
All sex with Fjord is so amazing to him, full of sweetness and emotion that he never expected, and to think he's going to sit on this cock without getting off until his lover decides to end the game or Molly cannot take it anymore? It adds a whole new level of fun into it for special moments.
[ It's all about Molly, steadying him at the waist so he can lean into Fjord who takes the responsibility of keeping him safely in place. He can't take his eyes off him, admiring everything from the way Molly takes him with a professionalism most people couldn't (thank you multiple porn videos) to the cuter signs that he's really enjoying himself, flutters of lashes and tension in his thighs, the grip he has on Fjord's shoulders ...
Fjord leans up to capture a kiss that comes with a nuzzling smile, curling an arm around him so he can get his fill of that soft, scarred skin against his own. The brush of his knuckles down Molly's cock is light and reverent, loosely taking him into a stroking fist. ]
[ He leans into that kiss, soft and full of all those emotions he used to be afraid of. He loves this, loves seeing Fjord so happy and enjoying it too, and the small touches make his breath stutter in how good it feels. ]
I love you too, baby. So fucking much, ah... you always make me happy.
[ Molly keeps riding for a moment, slow and sensual as he works himself looser until it becomes an easier glide over those ridges. It feels so good, and he momentarily forgets all about the game, just wanting to feel the pleasure build. ]
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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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Alright, you go have fun in the bedroom then. What snacks would you like on the couch in case you need them?
[ They'll play the game but Fjord will do it with every safety net possible. ]
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Hmm... water bottle, popcorn and strawberry lemonade.
[ Fjord gets another kiss. ]
I'll get the lube and the wipes!
[ Grinning, he immediately heads to their bedroom, already fighting with his too-tight pants to get out of them as quickly as possible. ]
I wanna hear you get hard, too!
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I'm not going to scream like you, you'll have to listen for it.
[ All the necessary snacks are brought to the other side of the couch, including Molly's phone charger, before Fjord gets comfortable and paws the front of his pants, head tipped back on the couch. ]

Throw me the wipes and all that before you vanish to play with yourself!
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I am so in love with you.
[ He says casually, before smiling and leaning down for a long, deep kiss. ]
To get you going~!
[ Wandering off just as quickly, he hops on the bed again to stroke himself, not here to make it last but to get himself hard before he starts opening himself up. As usual, he doesn't have much of a filter of how good it feels, but he's definitely hamming it up a little more than that so Fjord can hear. ]
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He switches off the video and sits up a little, trying to look more nonchalant than he feels with a solid handful of his own dick in their well-lit living room. After a glance at the supplies ensconced behind a pillow nearby, he clears his throat to call out in a lower, rougher voice than usual. ]
Come on in, baby.
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The half-orc's little groans are wonderful, and he whines in response, slipping another finger inside himself and rocking against it with little 'ah's repeating like a mantra. Molly's so curious to play this game - something he had no idea who would win.
When he hears his boyfriend call him back, Molly slides his fingers out and wipes his hand from lube before he walks into the living room. Hair tousled and cheeks a little purpler, his hard cock bobs a bit when he walks over to slide into Fjord's lap. He looks hungry, red eyes wandering over that familiar, wonderful body. ]
Mmm... do you want me like this or with my back to you?
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Facing me. Why wouldn't I want to see your pretty face, sweetheart?
[ If it weren't for the fact Fjord is mostly still dressed and unwilling to move far, this could so far pass as any normal tryst, hungry and horny on both ends. He spreads a palm over Molly's hip and roams his waist, grasping to drag him close. There's no hurry to fuck him for the sake of it, preferring the buildup of basking in each other's touch first. ]
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[ Molly looks very pleased (both with himself and the situation), and slips his tongue into the next kiss. It's something so hot about being the naked one where Fjord is one tuck away from being properly dressed, and it makes him feel even naughtier.
Chuckling, he continues to kiss with his arms draped over Fjord's shoulders, hugging and leaning against him - but he has to start this and try to be a good boy, no matter how nice it was. That half-orc dick would make sure he had a good seat for some time, so he's not worried it would get soft while they are playing.
There's a little fanged smirk as he slides that cock against the cleft of his ass a few times to tease, before finally guiding it to his hole. That thick head always takes a bit of extra work to take in, and he loves the way his rim fights to stretch around it before it pops inside and starts feeding the rest of the length to him as he sinks down on it. ]
Gods, yes... fuck, you always feel so good, baby.
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Molly ...
[ He takes him so well, knowing exactly how to pace each inch over ridge after ridge, stretching out a little more until he hits the base, split on Fjord's throbbing cock. Molly hasn't used a toy, Fjord can tell, and he's deeply pleased for some reason. It's so incredibly good that an orcish purr stirs up to match the tiefling version and he wraps his arms around him to coax Molly down for another deep kiss, starting to rock his hips in a shallow grind, a thick crown dragging along slick walls. ]
Oh, honey. Take a ride and stretch yourself out, you're so fucking tight.
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Just for you...
[ The shallow rocking draws a gasp out of Mollymauk, and he steadies his hold on those shoulders before he meets the heated kiss and letting his thighs move to very slowly open himself up more. It's a little awkward to ride dick in the couch, but Molly has no shame in the way he wobbles now and then.
All sex with Fjord is so amazing to him, full of sweetness and emotion that he never expected, and to think he's going to sit on this cock without getting off until his lover decides to end the game or Molly cannot take it anymore? It adds a whole new level of fun into it for special moments.
Well. It's fun right now. ]
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Fjord leans up to capture a kiss that comes with a nuzzling smile, curling an arm around him so he can get his fill of that soft, scarred skin against his own. The brush of his knuckles down Molly's cock is light and reverent, loosely taking him into a stroking fist. ]
I love you, sweetheart.
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I love you too, baby. So fucking much, ah... you always make me happy.
[ Molly keeps riding for a moment, slow and sensual as he works himself looser until it becomes an easier glide over those ridges. It feels so good, and he momentarily forgets all about the game, just wanting to feel the pleasure build. ]
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