[ Fjord's busy mouth is roaming across Caleb's shoulders and up his neck as he watches the pair of them kiss and touch each other, rocking forward whenever Caleb rubs back. It's enough to make him huff with the sudden rise of heat in the room and he hums agreeably. ]

Let's get situated, yeah. Molly, on your back? I need some room to ... work with Caleb.

[ He rolls away to kick off his sweatpants and find the lube perpetually ensconced under the pillows, kneeling his way back a little to give them some room. He sits on his haunches stroking his cock in the meantime, neck scratched as he continues to stare at his two gorgeous mates. ]

Caleb, do you want to get settled with Molly before I ... ? That's probably best. Logistically.