[ There's no real panic there, just a deep curiosity and an unwillingness to move away. He finds one of Molly's hands and threads their fingers together, pressing it back into the pillows, keeping their foreheads together as he makes the executive decision (for better or worse, that's a call for later) to get his legs between the tiefling's and let his weight sink, more comfortably laid out with Molly's thighs bracketing his hips. Now that's intimate, at least for them. Who knows what Molly does with other people? Fjord idly assumes rampant sex.
But Fjord doesn't want that, he likes this, the way he can feel Molly moulded to his shape and gathered up beneath him, soft with kisses and heavy-lidded eyes. He likes that he can feel him breathing. ]
You should probably kiss someone you care about, once in a while.
[ By way of a demonstration his smile melts into a kiss that lingers, letting their lips brush. ]
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But Fjord doesn't want that, he likes this, the way he can feel Molly moulded to his shape and gathered up beneath him, soft with kisses and heavy-lidded eyes. He likes that he can feel him breathing. ]
You should probably kiss someone you care about, once in a while.
[ By way of a demonstration his smile melts into a kiss that lingers, letting their lips brush. ]