[ The tiefling gently rubs Fjord's tailbone when his lover makes a pained hiss. He then leans down to kiss up that spine, plastering himself over the half-orc's body. Molly can't completely envelop him like Fjord does for him, but he can kiss those shoulders as he starts pushing inside again.
Groaning at the feeling, he grabs at Fjord's sides, up to his shoulders and into his hair, starting to move his hips hungrily to do exactly what he had promised - fucking his boyfriend straight into the mattress. ]
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Groaning at the feeling, he grabs at Fjord's sides, up to his shoulders and into his hair, starting to move his hips hungrily to do exactly what he had promised - fucking his boyfriend straight into the mattress. ]
Fuck, you're perfect like this...