[ It's a lovely sight, to see Fjord fully give in to his pleasure and come with such delicious sounds and subconscious mauling of the bed. He's filled with those waves of come, groaning at the feeling of it, and again once it is pushed out to drip between his legs as the half-orc gives those last few thrusts.
Fjord leans down against his shoulder, and Molly reaches to stroke through that sweaty hair, soothing and pleased in one, watching his lover so lost in his afterglow. ]
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Fjord leans down against his shoulder, and Molly reaches to stroke through that sweaty hair, soothing and pleased in one, watching his lover so lost in his afterglow. ]