[ The manacles snap after a moment of straining and he yanks them off, breaking them careless in a bid to get his hands on Molly. Laid out for so long it's a relief to sit up and wrap him up in his arms, hugging him close as he goes in for a desperately messy kiss. His hands wander after holding Molly to him for a moment, skimming up into his hair and down along the curve of a thigh where claws prick through the soft stocking. ]
Pretty things ...
[ They shred when he grasps a handful, dragging Molly into a slow grind as they kiss. ]
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Pretty things ...
[ They shred when he grasps a handful, dragging Molly into a slow grind as they kiss. ]