vax'ildan is being manhandled from all angles, and it's already becoming too easy to lose himself in the sensation. aphrodite's fingers, while smaller than anyone else's thus far, are confident and firm, enough that vax shivers each time she touches him. molly doesn't touch him just yet, and vax wants it, he wants to be touched and encouraged and fucked. it's a tease, he knows, but gods if he doesn't want it more and more. his own hands gather his curtain of black hair to hold it off to one side, and it slips along his face, shrounding one side while he slides his mouth further down that perfect cock.

once he's freed his face, he curls his hand around molly's cock and sets to stroking what doesn't fit in his mouth, all while his tongue gives soft teases to the tip. up and down once, twice, three times, and vax takes him deep, holding still as long as he can.

what makes him nearly gag and pull off is when there's a cock pressing into him, the half elf gasping for air the moment he's free. his hand clings to molly's cock, but head hangs between his shoulders while he moans and pushes back against the cock he's being given. fjord is thick as always, but this is the tightest he's been taking that cock, the pleasure just barely toeing the edge of pain. never the matter; he enjoys a healthy touch of pain, and it makes his cock strain against itself.

pleading eyes shift from molly's hard length in his face to aphrodite, over his shoulder, silently pleading her for more. he wants anything from her; those confident hands, those beautiful breasts, even her pussy in his hands would be fantastic. she's treated him well thus far, and vax is going to take anything he can get.