[ Molly looks debouched as all hell, legs shining and hair messy as Fjord kisses him. He brushes back those curls so they don't stick to their lips and paws his way up Molly's side, the pad of a thumb circling a nipple, licking back at fangs to repay the attention to his tusks. Laughter is a pleasant undercurrent as they lie together to catch a breath. ]
You're gorgeous and you know it, but if you want to hear about it ...
[ Nuzzling a cheek, he catches Molly's eye and grins. ]
Why don't you put me back inside you first?
[ Something about Molly doing it makes Fjord's hairs rise on the back of his neck in a shiver. ]
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You're gorgeous and you know it, but if you want to hear about it ...
[ Nuzzling a cheek, he catches Molly's eye and grins. ]
Why don't you put me back inside you first?
[ Something about Molly doing it makes Fjord's hairs rise on the back of his neck in a shiver. ]