She purrs and wriggles, pleased as a peach while Fjord kisses her and she grinds lightly on his thigh. That, and the roam of his fingers helps ease some of that delicious pressure that has been building ever since they've started. The lingerie is perfectly in place but she's already wonderfully wet even through the fabric of her panties, and there's something she absolutely loves about this moment. Arms wrapped around her lover, both of them sharing the same vision of the two spread out before them like royalty being offered their gifts - Vax's lips wrapped around Molly's cock while he himself is being spread wide for both of them. And Molly himself is laid back, practically begging Aphrodite to come and mount his face - those horns make wonderful handholds. Meanwhile her senses are alight with the shared heartbeats from all three lovers at the same time.

Exquisite.

The cork comes from the bottle with an audible pop, and she grins, letting some of it drizzle out onto her fingers. She licks a little off, "Mm, it's flavored. Tell us if it's too much, Vax." She's generous with the oils, warming it with her fingers before slipping them between the half-elf's backside, one delicate finger prodding lightly at his hole, slipping it in and then one more - he was about to take a whole lot more than a few slender fingers if the heat she can feel coming off of Fjord is any indication and she wanted him to be ready.

When he feels good and slick, she finishes off by drizzling another helping over the thick half-orc cock in front of her, giving her lover long strokes with a slender hand as she takes the liberty to angle him so that the thick head bumps up behind Vax's balls, then back between his cheeks, aligning them herself. Standing on tiptoes she nibbles Fjord's ear, "Try not to wreck the little half-elf too quickly, dear."