[ Molly sighs sweetly as he's groped and pulled closer, settling into Fjord's lap like it was made for him and feeling the brush of just how affected the half-orc is from their longing kisses. He's not far behind, either, leggings tented as hands dive under that tunic to feel that lovely chest - to drag claws over dark chest hair and marvel at the fact that they're doing this.
Red eyes meet gold and there's so much on his features - arousal, happiness, a little bit of nervousness in the middle of it all that he's never felt before.
The grind together knocks the air out of Molly's lungs and all he can do is gasp and bury his moan against a green neck. ]
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Red eyes meet gold and there's so much on his features - arousal, happiness, a little bit of nervousness in the middle of it all that he's never felt before.
The grind together knocks the air out of Molly's lungs and all he can do is gasp and bury his moan against a green neck. ]
Fjord...