[ The scissoring makes him whimper and cling but he bears with it because he knows the size of Molly's dick, although he makes a mental note to eat him out more and do less of that in the future now that he has experienced it first-hand (haha). Molly must like the aches, he concludes, because there's a bit of it around the pleasure, but there's so much going on that Fjord mostly wants to feel something other than slender fingers up his (apparently!) sensitive ass.
Raking his claws down Molly's sides, he hums into the filthy promises and nods, desperate to find out if things will get even better. His brain still breaks a little on the idea he's being fucked but the sight and weight of Molly above directly calms him down, needing that constant reminder of who it is trying to get inside him. Inside him. Oh, gods. ]
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Raking his claws down Molly's sides, he hums into the filthy promises and nods, desperate to find out if things will get even better. His brain still breaks a little on the idea he's being fucked but the sight and weight of Molly above directly calms him down, needing that constant reminder of who it is trying to get inside him. Inside him. Oh, gods. ]
Yeah, yes. Do it, Molls, hurry up.