[ Molly loses himself in the slide, feeling his body burn hotter, getting closer as they move. It feels so good, his slimmer, shorter dick dragging all the way over Fjord's and the head bumping slightly against the underside of the half-orc's. It's perfect, and he's so cl-
Fjord stops and Molly looks up at him with a whine, remembering the idea he had before. ]
Oh, you're terrible. Awful.
[ Each word is sealed with a kiss, freed hands coming to stroke through grey-streaked hair, freeing it from the bun and combing it with his fingers. Molly has to calm his breath a bit before continuing to speak. ]
You said something about putting your mouth on me~?
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Fjord stops and Molly looks up at him with a whine, remembering the idea he had before. ]
Oh, you're terrible. Awful.
[ Each word is sealed with a kiss, freed hands coming to stroke through grey-streaked hair, freeing it from the bun and combing it with his fingers. Molly has to calm his breath a bit before continuing to speak. ]
You said something about putting your mouth on me~?