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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. ]

[ Oh, he loves it when Fjord is openly happy like this, kissing back with a purr and melting into those arms as they 'celebrate' a little. It was cooling Molly down a bit into a softer, sweeter feel, but then he's tossed over in the bed and the excited flush and heat in him is quickly returning.

Fjord's playful growl is met by a little hiss in return, playfully 'fighting' him and then it grows into a gasp as he starts rubbing and grinding them together again. He's so hard already, the glide of them eased by precome beading at the tapered tip - and he starts moving a little as well, wanting that sweet friction of the underside of his dick rubbing over the light banding of Fjord's. ]

[ Playfighting with Molly leaves him with scratches from his tiefling and he loves the shivers they produce, pinning him to the bed with Molly's wrists in his hands over a horned head so that Fjord can smile down at him as he rubs off against him. He matches the rolling of Molly's hips and his lashes bat slower as Fjord gasps with pleasure, cock twitching right against Molly's and spilling precome to slick them. Usually he would open him up as quick as possible to bury inside him but he wants Molly to feel wanted on every level, not just the one where he can take Fjord's dick.

Showing him he's adored is more important, right now. ]

Gods ... [ A groan parts his lips, nuzzling Molly's cheek with his lips and beard, erections nestled tightly together, ] you drive me crazy, Molly.

[ Molly 'allows' him to pull his hands back, shakily smiling back up at Fjord as the man takes his breath away with every touch. The slicker it gets the more wonderful that glide between them is, and he adores how intimate in a new way this feels.

(He always feels adored, no matter what they do, but this is... more.)

The half-orc's words draws an amused huff from him and he turns his head just a bit to steal a kiss from the little nuzzle. ] You're guilty of just the same, you know.

[ He can't touch Fjord right now, but he can curl his tail around a thigh like their little connecting lifeline. It just feels right, and maybe that's tiefling instinct stuff. ]

[ The tail wrapping around him feels right to Fjord too, it's a bookend to Molly wanting him around. He keeps going, pushing them to the edge of coming, then remembers the card they are supposed to be working on and his hips rise up reluctantly. ]

Maybe we ought to get you that square after all, if you're burning through them.

[ He sounds apologetic, at least, letting Molly have his hands back and kissing over his heart. ]

Hmmm, how should we do this again?

[ 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~?

[ His hair tickles his ears and he rakes it back once freed, looking down at Molly like he has a Heroes Feast and isn't sure where to start. ]

I'll put my ass on you too, if you want.

[ He finds the tube of lube under the pillows and squirts some
on his fingers, reaching behind himself with a questioning look up at Molly as he takes him into his mouth, sucking him down to the root with a moan. ]

Oh, Moonweaver!

[ Molly gasps as Fjord promises such beautiful, amazing things, looking up at his lover with wonder. He didn't really ask about fucking Fjord since the time the half-orc requested it, as it seemed to be a thing where he needed to be in the right mind for it, and he always seemed so happy to top.

...plus Molly might be a little addicted to that cock. ]

I want you to ride me, love. Gods, I want to feel you around me again, watch you take your pleasure.

[ He cries out as his cock is swallowed down, eyes wide and happy. ]

[ There's a part of Fjord that wishes he was always in the mood to take dick, while the other half of him is too realistic. It's a definite mood and it has only happened with Molly, speaking volumes about his trust in the tiefling. Fjord swallows him down with no issue, using his throat to massage Molly's shaft on each bob as he looks up through his lashes to hold eye-contact. His gaze lowers, unfocusing as his attention is paid more to the fingers that open him up, sinking inside to have Fjord panting heavily through his nose; a moan vibrates along Molly's cock accidentally as green fingers find that shallow sweet spot and the halforc shivers. ]

[ This is quite possibly the hottest sight in the world, and Molly cannot take his eyes off of his lover as Fjord sucks his cock so easily. He runs his hands through the loosened hair and gathers it up a bit for a nice hand-hold as the half-orc works himself open in tandem with pleasuring him. Between that sight and the moan that escapes his lover, he's on his way to be a trembling mess. ]

Oh, love, look at you... taking those fingers so easily. You want my cock, don't you? You want to ride me in our bed until I scream your name?

[ 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. ]

[ 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.

[ The strength in his shoulders melts as he gives in completely, following Molly's instructions as best he can with two fingers stretching himself out to the second knuckle, clenching down on them with a moan around the cock in his mouth. He almost strokes accidentally with his tongue, trying to swallow and breathe at the same moment. It's getting difficult to balance the two.

He looks up pleadingly, lashes batting. ]

[ Is there anything prettier than someone flushed and pleasing like that? ]

Gods, you are so, so beautiful.

[ Molly says, voice breaking a bit as that tongue comes into play. It's almost enough to push him to come again, but now he's making a bet with himself just as much as he is with Fjord.

Plus he doesn't ant this to end already.

Pulling the half-orc off his dick, he continues to move that head up so that they can kiss again - deep and warm and hungry. ]

Get on my cock, Fjord.

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