[ Molly will feel the growl that rolls through Fjord like high tide, burying his aching cock to the root on each slam of his hips just to feel him tighten up and take every ridge with a bit of force. He presses deep, rubbing the fat tip as far as he can manage with circular grinds, precome throbbing its way out to smear inside his boyfriend and melt even further, tiefling heat setting Fjord's blood on fire.
Leaning down to cover him with his body, he rolls them sideways and hooks a hand under a thigh to help Molly spread himself, nuzzling the curve of his neck as they fuck in the soft blankets of their new bed, twinkling fairy-lights shaking above them with every thrust. It's exactly where Fjord wants to be, stirring his cock inside his gorgeous, clever lover, feeling more possessive of him the longer Molly takes it like a yowling horny cat. ]
Fuck you all day? [ A soft laugh meets Molly's shoulder and Fjord shudders, shaking his head. He's so close to feeling the intensity he needs to in order to tip his instincts but the curse is a stopgap, it need to be twisted to their advantage. ] Molly, love, if that's what you want, tell me to breed you.
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[ Molly will feel the growl that rolls through Fjord like high tide, burying his aching cock to the root on each slam of his hips just to feel him tighten up and take every ridge with a bit of force. He presses deep, rubbing the fat tip as far as he can manage with circular grinds, precome throbbing its way out to smear inside his boyfriend and melt even further, tiefling heat setting Fjord's blood on fire.
Leaning down to cover him with his body, he rolls them sideways and hooks a hand under a thigh to help Molly spread himself, nuzzling the curve of his neck as they fuck in the soft blankets of their new bed, twinkling fairy-lights shaking above them with every thrust. It's exactly where Fjord wants to be, stirring his cock inside his gorgeous, clever lover, feeling more possessive of him the longer Molly takes it like a yowling horny cat. ]
Fuck you all day? [ A soft laugh meets Molly's shoulder and Fjord shudders, shaking his head. He's so close to feeling the intensity he needs to in order to tip his instincts but the curse is a stopgap, it need to be twisted to their advantage. ] Molly, love, if that's what you want, tell me to breed you.