[ The groan he makes is embarrassingly telling, jaw slack to let Molly use his mouth as he pleases, the hand in his hair turning Fjord's spine to jelly as he allows Molly to take control and feels a rush of warmth that could be relief.
You want to ride me in our bed until I scream your name?
The words affect every inch of him; his fingers push deeper and he's gone, moaning low and wanton around his boyfriend in agreement. ]
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You want to ride me in our bed until I scream your name?
The words affect every inch of him; his fingers push deeper and he's gone, moaning low and wanton around his boyfriend in agreement. ]