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[devilstongue]

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	» Age: more than 20 » Species: Tiefling » A5 Card: Open » Seeking: Fun, interetsing people » Preferences: Any! Men, women, both, nayder! » Interests: Fun new experienses, new metings and you » Bio: Former carnie. Flecsible. Purple all over. The cards tell me you shuld try me on! (Only leve voice mesages.)
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[devilstongue]

[ Molly's a bit startled as he's turned around, but then Fjord is swallowing him down and putting fingers in him, and all of Molly's higher brainpower is gone. He grabs at that hair and moans shakily, suddenly close from the sheer enthusiasm and hunger and loving all of it.

A resounding yes, indeed. ]

Fuck... I'm gonna come, love.

[halforc]

[ He loves hearing Molly get loud and desperate, it spurs Fjord on to try and deep-throat him through sheer size difference and mostly succeed, crooking the digit currently fingering his boyfriend to help along that orgasm. His senses are full of the clean musk of sweat that reminds him of Molly and the tight grip on his hair is allowed to guide how he takes him, letting Molly have whatever he wants.

He's going to give Fjord the same in their future together, so why not start now. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Fjord is so, so good to him, taking his cock in experimentally deep and so eager. Molly rocks gently against that sweet mouth, fingers clenching in half-orc's hair as he gasps and quickly reaches his peak.

The hot come lands on that lovely tongue and the tiefling pulls back a bit so that his lover won't choke on it, stroking his hands all over Fjord's beard and hair as his hips quiver and his breath comes in heated gasps. ]

Oh, love...

[halforc]

[ He appreciates that Molly knows him so well, pulling back at the last moment because his faith in an attempt and knowledge of reality saves Fjord from choking on his own bravado. Molly is good people.

Able to swallow at his own pace, he laps up the last drops and kisses all over the soft indent of purple hips before rising from his rickety knees. He fastens up that fly and wraps his arms back around Molly to keep him up against the wall, nuzzling his temple under a horn. ]

Love you, sweetheart.