She squirms a little, eyes dipping over Molly's shoulder to look at the elf's mouth dangerously close to Molly's cock, while Fjord's bulge is rutting against Vax. She's not sure how she wound up on the bottom of the sex pile but there's an awful lot of rubbing and touching happening in front of her and she is getting awfully warm and wet under her panties, with all hands woefully out of reach of relieving her of any of the pressure. This won't do.

“I'll fetch it.” With one more kiss to Molly's shoulder, and a nibble to his ear for good measure, she wriggles out from behind him. Pink and gold ruffles adorning her ass bounce with her movement as she hops off of the bed and trots to the dresser where they have the various items they'll need for the evening laid out – oils, cleansing wipes, and refreshments of course. They'd clearly put a lot of thought into the preparation for a messy, exhausting night.

Glass vial in hand, she crawls back onto the bed beside Fjord, the mattress dipping lightly under her knees when she returns to join the trio. If he reaches for it, she'll hold it just to the side, free hand tugs on his beard so that he looks at her, “Your lady requests a kiss first~”