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[ With a flash and gust of snowflakes the Star Razor is in his hand and he casts Fly on himself, then on Molly. ]

Up you go then, enjoy the ride.

[ With a smack to Molly's ass! ]

[ There's a laugh and Molly starts floating up, waving to the robot attendant and then shooting up into the sky. The sun will set soon and he wants to see it at the ship with Fjord.

Swishing around, he's a cheerful tiefling with a half-chub and just all the joy and happiness on his face. ]

Catch me!

[ Gods, they look ridiculous snd he doesn't care. A streak of green rushes up to circle around Molly, playing Tag on the way across the City (slapping that spaded tail!) toward the shoreline where the Ball-Eater stands as tall as ever.

Laughter heralds their landing on the deck, the sword vanishing do that Fjord can reach for Molly. ]

Get over here before that spell wears off!

[ There's laughter and stupid, shameless games as they head for the ship, and Molly flies right into Fjord's arms once the half-orc lands. Grinning, he claims another kiss before he starts hurrying towards their bedroom with a laugh.

He doesn't stop until he's at the balcony, waving Fjord in for another kiss. ]

Hello.

[ Chasing after Molly has him raising his brows at where the tiefling ends up. ]

Oh, that's where you want to do this? [ Hurrying inside to get his hands under Molly's clothes again, he paws at his ass and drags him in close for a dirty grind, hip to chest. ] Where you might fall in?

[ Molly just smiles, raising a brow and showing off himself standing where they can see the setting sun while smooching. He laughs as they go right back to touching, softly groaning as they grind together. ]

You're not going to let me fall in.

[ He says with a purr. ]

Not if I'm going to sleep here tonight.

Might toss you in to cool you off.

[ Or himself, kissing amorously all up the curve of Molly's neck with tusks pricking as he goes, painting him with hungry licks. He slides both hands into Molly's pants to keep him snug against Fjord's rapidly growing erection, throbbing in response to a wonderful date with an even more incredible lover, a best friend. Molly is all of those things and more, and the happy vibes Molly has been giving off are a smooth turn-on.

Sucking a lovebite over Molly's pulse, he rocks him against the balcony with his hips. ]

I was looking at your A5 the other day, there's one I want for myself. I want to do it to you.

[ That draws forth a laugh again and he arches his neck to let Fjord mark him up with tusks and tongue. The slide into his leggings makes him gasp, and it's all so good. A date, pure romance, planning their life together, kissing in the sunset and getting frisky.

Molly loves this man and wants to share the world with him.

The grinding is definitely turning him on more, and Fjord's little confession draws a soft moan out of the tiefling. ]

Tell me what you want.

Edgeplay. I looked it up at the library.

[ He did research, who is this absolute wizard in Molly's arms? Hearing that moan, he sucks on the same spot harder before elaborating. ]

I have to bring you to the brink of coming then stop you doing it, over and over. [ His lips trail up to an ear, finding the right angle to take in the tip with a husky chuckle. ] I think I can do that.

[ Oh my gosh, who is this nerd? Molly gives an amused but definitely interested look, the blooming lovebite making him purr again.

...then his ear tip is is in Fjord's mouth and his legs turn to jelly, cheeks flushing and a sweet gasp of pleasure leaving him. It takes Molly a moment to even pay attention to the idea, the weak spot bringing him to full hardness in his thankfully stretchy leggings. ]

T-that sounds wonderful and terrible at the same time. I love it.

Oh, baby ... Did you like that?

[ Cooing playfully, unable to miss the weakening of those knees when it's Fjord keeping Molly upright anyway, he slides his palm around to give that slender cock a squeeze. ]

Nobody ever pays these any attention, huh? None of your fairweather lovers? Too scared of these cute horns goring their chickenshit throats out ... I've got you, sweetheart.

[ Molly's ear gets some serious loving from Fjord's hot mouth and grazing tusks, hips rolling together against the balcony. ]

[ Oh, this was dangerous. Few people ever got to his ears for the very reason that Fjord says, the pointed tips well-guarded by the curving horns. It's a good thing the half-orc is helping to keep him up, because between the squeeze to his dick and the mouth and tusks teasing him like that, he's trembling. ]

Oh... oh, love...

[ This was definitely a huge turn-on, and Molly starts pulling on Fjord's shirt with shaky fingers to help get it off. ]

[ He pauses to acquiesce those fingers and toss his shirt back in the ship, diving for the other ear. It's a hot, wet mess of tugging tusks and curling licks, fist rubbing over the tip of Molly's cock. ]

Your dick's so cute, love, I'm going to suck it in bed until you're crying for me to stop.

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[ Molly's just a fucking mess, breath heated and red eyes hazy as his ears are played with. Fjord is so comfortable with his horns, unafraid and familiar with them to the point where the tiefling's not even worried he'll get hurt. It's hot as hell.

The rub to his dick makes him whine and he meets those sweet golden eyes, breathless and smiling. ]

Please.

[ Wrecking Molly always gives him a thrill, knowing how fast and furious his Blood Hunter can be and reducing him to a hard, panting mess with a few touches. ]

Bed, then. Before you really do fall into the sea.

[ He pushes away from the rail and walks backwards with a smirk, unbuttoning his pants to get a hand around his dick that throbs a dark green in his fist, fingers playing with the ridges. His eyes never leave Molly as he heads to the bed, having left him to his loose-limbed fate to see how quickly he can make it over on his own. ]

[ Molly takes a deep breath and then hurries towards the bed as best as he can with jelly legs, red eyes widening with hunger as he sees Fjord take his dick out like that. The way he strokes over the ridges is mesmerizing and Molly has to wet his lips as he half-trips into the amazing bed built into the side of the room. ]

Gods, you're too hot.

Coming from you, that's a hell of a compliment.

[ He kicks off his boots and pants, naked as he crawls up to Molly on the bed and decides his true calling is being a menace, running his hands all over him with the subtlety of an incubus, lips trailing back up a neck. His cock is hot and heavy where he sinks his hips forward to grind against a lavender belly. ]

Come here, roomie.

[ He laughs, pulling his crop top over his head. He already kicked his boots off after walking into the room, so he's most of the way to naked already, cock out from where Fjord had teased it.

Molly grins as his lover starts touching him all over, that mouth leaving such perfect kisses that draw his breath away, and he whines again as he feels the drag of that perfect cock on his skin. ]

I'm not going anywhere.

You bet you're not.

[ Fjord crowds him down with his sheer size, planting a filthy kiss on Molly so he's already being worked up when Fjord lets his weight sink, hips rolling. Those leggings are peeled down to let that lavender cock meet the heat of his and Fjord feels like purring with satisfaction to have Molly ensconced on their very own bed. ]

[ Gods, Molly loves to be embraced so fully by Fjord, to lose himself in his lover and surrounded on all sides by him. The half-orc is his entire world, a nice, safe weight as he feels him grind against his cock with his own. When did he even lose his pants? he's too worked up and turned on to even care. ]

Yes... oh, love, keep doing that.

[ Fjord kisses all up and down Molly's neck, crossing shoulders as he tugs him into position with his own back against the plush corner of the bed, silk and velvet cushions propping him up. He lifts Molly onto his lap and immediately starts stroking his lover's cock the way Molly likes with lots of rubs of a fist over the tip, tusks sinking playfully into a shoulder to hold him there.

A sharp smack! meets Molly's ass, glancing off the curve. ]

I know we said ... about the card thing, [ it's hard to focus when he's grasping greedy handfuls of that pert ass and pumping his boyfriend's pretty dick, lips skimming a tattoo of waves, ] but I kind of want to fuck you silly just because.

[ Molly is quickly overwhelmed by all the sensations, rolling his hips a bit in Fjord's grasp and mewling as his pretty ass is smacked. His lover really knows all the good places and he arches against the kisses, the grasp of tusks.

He feels so good, and it's equally hard to focus when he grabs at a lovely big chest, smoothing his hands down a softer stomach. ]

Promises, promises... [ Molly teases, but he's already quite worked up and eager. It's not like Fjord doesn't fuck him silly a lot already, but this seemed like an interesting game. ]

No, I mean ...

[ His hand on Molly's ass slides up to cup a cheek so he can look him in the eye, his own dilated. Panting, he kisses him and squeezes down the length of Molly's cock. ]

I love you. I want ... I want to love you. I don't give a fuck about the games.

[ What started out as a partnership of convenience has fully evolved into something real, emotions burning hot as Fjord brings his knees up a little to keep Molly captured on his lap, tilted forward into Fjord's chest. ]

[ Molly meets that beautiful gaze with his own, the tiny, mostly invisible pupils in the red as blown as the half-orc's. He smiles and leans in for a kiss that should not be as sweet as it is when someone has their hands on your dick. ]

I know. There haven't been any games between us for a long time now.

[ His heart is so full and he's giving in completely to what he used to be afraid of. Molly loves without fear or doubts, reaching up so stroke a bearded cheek as he's 'trapped' on that lap. ]

I will marry you some day in the future.

You will?

[ Kisses and hugs are what Molly finds amongst the horny palming of his cock, a nuzzle in the curve of his neck matching the arm that wraps around him again. When Fjord has his fill of snuggling he nods, contented. Then he hauls on Molly to toss him on his back and follow him down with a playful growl, once more rutting their erections together between their sweaty bodies. ]

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