[ Molly slows down when Fjord comes, more gently fucking him through the orgasm before he stops to not overwhelm the half-orc. He's a panting, flushed mess above his lover, desperately trying to hold off his own end - no matter how good it feels. His boyfriend usually has two rounds in him, and Molly doubts he'll manage more than one when he's the one doing most of the work - it was easier to get hard again when Fjord was fucking him stupid after he's come once.
Leaning down, the tiefling kisses over a sweaty face, those lips and down to his neck once the head lolls sideways, making another big lovebite where everyone will see it. ]
So good for me, baby...
[ He says, trying to get his breathing under control and failing. Fjord feels so good, hot and tight around him, and he deserves the world for asking to do this. ]
Tell me when to move again. It might ache at first.
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Leaning down, the tiefling kisses over a sweaty face, those lips and down to his neck once the head lolls sideways, making another big lovebite where everyone will see it. ]
So good for me, baby...
[ He says, trying to get his breathing under control and failing. Fjord feels so good, hot and tight around him, and he deserves the world for asking to do this. ]
Tell me when to move again. It might ache at first.