[ Molly wiggles with a laugh at the first nip on his round cheeks and then groans softly at the feeling of that mouth pressing kisses all over him. As soon as that mouth reaches the base of his tail, the tiefling's happy sounds turn into a little whine and gasp - it's obviously a sensitive spot.
The half-orc really is great at finding those.
He did not expect Fjord to completely zone in on it, either, and slowly taking him apart with each kiss and lick, making him float away in a haze of pleasure. ]
So good... gods, baby.
[ The scrape of a tusk, the kiss to secret places? All bring forth gasps and light trembling of his whole body. ]
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The half-orc really is great at finding those.
He did not expect Fjord to completely zone in on it, either, and slowly taking him apart with each kiss and lick, making him float away in a haze of pleasure. ]
So good... gods, baby.
[ The scrape of a tusk, the kiss to secret places? All bring forth gasps and light trembling of his whole body. ]
Fjord, I... oh, you're trying to kill me.