She has yet to touch Fjord herself yet and that would be a crime if not for how delightful the distraction is. From Molly's mouth on hers, then Vax's mouth on her skin, she can feel her temperature heat up with the energy in the room, all of the anticipation of their wait for Fjord to arrive suddenly bubbling over into steamy, erotic energy. If not for the whole immortality thing, she'd wager that somewhere along the line she'd died and gone to Elysium.

There's no point in holding back a moan as Vax leaves nips and kisses on her breasts, and she arches into it, hands moving from where she'd been touching Molly, to Vax's body, where she hooks a thumb under one of the straps.

"In case I forgot to mention, you look stunning in this." Hands linger there, as if she's toying with working them off of him, but leaves them in place. They're Fjord's gift's to unwrap, after all. Instead, fingers move to smooth Vax's hair back from his face, so there's no barrier in watching the way her skin turns pink and heated under the trail he leaves behind. Her free hand trails down Molly's back, and her eyes lift to Fjord, curious if he's watching.

"Unfortunately, I'm all out of lingerie, Dearest, so you'll have to go in the buff."