[ Molly's a mess of panting breaths and small quivers of pleasure as Fjord fills him again, dripping seed down his tail and pooling at their sheets. He groans, wrapping his arms closer around the half-orc as Fjord slumps over him with the sweetest whimper. (He definitely heard that.)
He purrs happily at those sweet, lazy kisses, and he buries his hands in salt-and-pepper hair as they catch their breath and laze together in their afterglow.
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He purrs happily at those sweet, lazy kisses, and he buries his hands in salt-and-pepper hair as they catch their breath and laze together in their afterglow.
Molly's so happy. ]