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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.

[ He gasps when pulled free, steadying himself on Molly as he crawls up to sit in his lap, the view incredibly different and its own experience. He wasn't up here last time, he couldn't wrap his arms around Molly's neck and comb back his hair, settling that purple cock between his cheeks for a teasingly slow grind.

When the kiss parts he's smiling, flushed and happy. Enthused for this. ]

Why am I doing all the work?

[ For all his grumbling he reaches underneath to grab Molly's cock and line them up, letting his weight sink him down as his jaw gapes on a raw moan that gets higher as he takes in inch after inch. ]

Edited 2021-06-10 19:44 (UTC)

[ Okay, no. Molly changed his mind. This eager, smiling Fjord? Even prettier than the flushed and pleading one.

He laughs into the kiss as his lover 'complains', hands traveling down to a nice love-handle to help steady Fjord as he starts to wiggle around. ]

Because I told you to. You want to be good for me, don't you?

[ Molly barely has time to finish that sentence and then Fjord is sinking down on him (tightslickhot) in his lap. ]

Fjord...

I do.

[ There's more honesty in the soft crack of his voice than he wants to show but he can never hide anything from Molly, where Fjord ends there's always a lavender body beginning, and that's exactly what happens in real time as he feels Molly sink inside his body like a hot poker. Fjord gasps and his back bows, arching forward with both hands coming to rest on Molly's chest, hips squirming to make himself accidentally whine as he finds the most perfect angle and pleasure burns up his spine. His cock drips where it hangs over his boyfriend's navel and with every rolling grind that steals Fjord's breath he tries to rub the tip over that smooth, hot tiefling skin, smearing him with slick. Arousal boils through his veins as he starts to fuck himself on Molly's lap, hips working, mouth agape on groans and whimpers. His balls feel so full, he wants to be good for Molly, wants to give him everything he has.

His free hair, longer now like Molly's after half a year on the island, brushes his shoulders as he rides him with growing confidence, turned-on by how pulled apart he feels. He almost never lets anyone touch him like this and the familiarity of Molly's cock helps him relax into the sway of things, unable to be embarrassed or self-conscious about his own masculinity when his boyfriend is fucking him with a dick that feels spine-meltingly good. ]

Molly, oh, oh Molly, yes ...

[ Mottled green thighs tighten around lavender hips, helping control the rise and fall. ]

Good...

[ Molly's eyes are trained on his lover, watching his every reaction as he starts sinking down on him like that. Fjord is always gorgeous, but there was something so utterly pretty about him taking dick like this. The way he arches, the way he experiments and rocks his hips to find the best spot.

The moment where everything else falls away and he's fucking himself on Molly's cock like he's made for it, unashamed and happy.

Reaching to steady him by the hips, Molly smiles up at Fjord as the half-orc drags that big cock over his stomach at every rise and fall of those thick thighs. He feel so good, hot and slick inside, tight from how very rarely they did this. It is wonderful and draws such sweet sounds out of Fjord, Molly's own being desperate breaths and moans. He plants his feet down a bit to rock his hips up to meet Fjord's, moving one hand over that cock so it has a bit of pressure for each slide. ]

Fjord... look at you, so beautiful for me. So hot, ah- [ He gasps, claws digging in a bit into the hip. ] Taking my cock so well, you're a natural.

[ Beautiful, so hot, you're a natural ...

His confidence skyrockets with the praise and he moves more comfortably, making sure Molly's dick rubs right over his prostate on every stroke. Fjord leans back on bent purple knees to balance himself and he fully gives himself over to riding Molly with quick snaps of his hips that help bury him to the hilt on every thrust, head tipped back and mouth open on loud moans.

Every single one is Molly's name, or Yes, or Deeper, until the hand around his cock has him whining and trying to grind instead. He could come, he could so easily, but he holds off through sheer willpower to gaze down at Molly and drink in the sight of him. ]

Feels good, feels so good.

[ Seeing Fjord taking what he wants and the growing boldness in him, Molly is entranced. His lover moves so well and looks amazing, hilting himself at every move. He's so hot and Molly is so fucking in love with this man. ]

Look at you... gods, you're made for my dick, love. You take it so well.

[ He smiles up at the half-orc, looking a little dazed. The pause and switch to grinding is both nice and a tease in one, and Molly grips the large cock better to help stroke it slowly. ]

Let me make you feel good. You can come, Fjord. All over me, I'll hold off, I'll keep fucking you all night.

[ He might not have that relentless endurance, but they started this with edging and he'll keep it going to fuck Fjord for as long as possible. ]

[ Getting felt up while being fucked is enough to short-circuit his mind, a shiver of pleasure racing through his veins and making Fjord gasp as he sinks down with intent and does as Molly says, losing himself to an orgasm that he can't even warn for. I'll keep fucking you all night, says Molly, and Fjord believes him, wants him to. It was his plan to make Molly want to come and then rise up but that plan was dead in the water from the second Fjord sank down on him and returned to the intimate brand of pleasure only Molly can bring.

He comes all over Molly's fist, gasping loudly as his head tips back and he grips Molly's knees, back arching with the waves of pleasure he suffers. ]

[ Molly watches heatedly as Fjord tips over into orgasm so prettily, coating his hand and his stomach (even a little of his chest) in come. It's such a perfect picture and he has to briefly look away to not follow the half-orc into ecstasy. Instead he sits up a bit to claim a kiss, pressing on a wide chest to coax Fjord to lie back.

It was Molly's turn to do the fucking. ]

[ Simmering with a post-orgasmic glow, he kisses back blindly and goes with an easy thump back into the blankets when prompted, sprawled there with his arms up and thighs hiked around Molly's hips. The change in angle gets him gasping out of his stupor, lashes fluttering, but he's too comfortable to protest. ]

Ah, ahhh ...

[ One of his heavy hands sways up to find Molly, wanting to hold onto him. ]

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