[ He can only bluff for so long, mouth falling open as he lets go of Molly to grasp the pillows behind his head and let his eyes roll up on a series of gasps, lashes dropping closed. It's like nothing he's ever felt before, speared on heat that fills him up and makes him want to writhe but also pins him in place because while Molly may not be the larger of them he still feels huge buried inside Fjord.
His chest rises and falls faster, sweat coating his thighs as he lets out a soft noise when Molly moves them, trying to hold onto him. ]
... Yes. [ How does he describe it? Thank fuck Molly already knows. ] Feels ... like a lot.
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His chest rises and falls faster, sweat coating his thighs as he lets out a soft noise when Molly moves them, trying to hold onto him. ]
... Yes. [ How does he describe it? Thank fuck Molly already knows. ] Feels ... like a lot.