[ Molly whines when they find a rhythm of amazing glides against eachother through their clothes, and when Fjord pulls his head back the tiefling's face is all hunger and pleasure, kiss-wet lips slightly open and eyes heavy-lidded. His lashes are slightly underlit from the subtle glow in his eyes - if he had visible pupils, they would be blown wide.
He can't think, either, just full of heat and sweet moans for the palalock. The rational part of him can't believe this is happening, but it is fully closed off immediately as his cock hardens fully.
He looks up at Fjord, absolutely wrecked from kissing and emotions and want. ]
Put me in the flowers and f- [ no, fuck sounds wrong right now ] make love to me, Fjord.
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He can't think, either, just full of heat and sweet moans for the palalock. The rational part of him can't believe this is happening, but it is fully closed off immediately as his cock hardens fully.
He looks up at Fjord, absolutely wrecked from kissing and emotions and want. ]
Put me in the flowers and f- [ no, fuck sounds wrong right now ] make love to me, Fjord.