[ The puff of air makes Molly chuckle, and it smoothly turns into a happy sigh at the feeling of that beard against a nipple. Scratchy and exciting in one. He buries his hands in that hair, dragging his fingers over the scalp and teasing at the shaved sides. ]

Mmm, people tell me a lot of things. Hot, sexy, beautiful, pretty.

[ He slides his tail over Fjord's hip, his free hand running down the side of his lover. ]

Hot, like those eyes of yours. Sexy, like your voice. Beautiful, like the lovely shade of your skin. Pretty all over.

[ Molly chuckles, knowing full well how cheesy that sounds. ]

Makes you feel good, right?