[ He rocks into that willing mouth, gentle but firm in his direction via his grip to his lover's hair. ]

That's it, love. Get me nice and slick for you. Swallow me down, you can take it.

[ Molly's voice is hoarse and shaky, but he's definitely enjoying himself as he whispers filth to the half-orc affectionately. ]

Push those fingers in deeper. I want you ready for all of me.