Gods, you too, [ soothed by the gentle touches and kisses, he's better prepared with deep breaths when Molly sinks down, ] fuck, yes ...
[ He cranes his head up for starved kisses, licking his way into that hot mouth with a needy moan. It's entirely up to his hips when they buck to feel Molly flush around him, stretched out so perfectly like a hot fist but infinitely softer, slick-wet from the oil. Fjord's wrists strain against the manacles above his head, digging his heels into the bed so that he has some traction to start fucking his boyfriend even if it's in shallow thrusts.
Babbling into messy kisses, sloe-eyed in a horny daze, he pleads, ]
Please, baby, please let me touch you. [ Baby is a new one, but. ] Let me take care of you.
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[ He cranes his head up for starved kisses, licking his way into that hot mouth with a needy moan. It's entirely up to his hips when they buck to feel Molly flush around him, stretched out so perfectly like a hot fist but infinitely softer, slick-wet from the oil. Fjord's wrists strain against the manacles above his head, digging his heels into the bed so that he has some traction to start fucking his boyfriend even if it's in shallow thrusts.
Babbling into messy kisses, sloe-eyed in a horny daze, he pleads, ]
Please, baby, please let me touch you. [ Baby is a new one, but. ] Let me take care of you.