[ Following at a less urgent pace, he watches Molly flop and sets the bags down in their bedroom, closing the door behind him. ]
I had a great time too.
[ Kicking off his boots he hauls off his shirt to join them on the floor, eyes on Molly as he walks over to the bed. A knee sinks on one side of Molly's hips, them the other, and Fjord sits there idly running his hands over Molly's bared abdomen under that ridiculous cropped sweater like he belongs there.
He feels like he does, gazing down with lamplit yellow eyes in the dim afternoon light. ]
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I had a great time too.
[ Kicking off his boots he hauls off his shirt to join them on the floor, eyes on Molly as he walks over to the bed. A knee sinks on one side of Molly's hips, them the other, and Fjord sits there idly running his hands over Molly's bared abdomen under that ridiculous cropped sweater like he belongs there.
He feels like he does, gazing down with lamplit yellow eyes in the dim afternoon light. ]
You look like you need a nap.