( fjord's perma-catchall )

[halforc]

▶ WHO: fjord & various
▶ WHAT: perma-catchall, 2020-21 | NEINHAUS catch-all
▶ WHEN: comment headers
▶ WHERE: comment headers
▶ WARNINGS: smut, tba.

 

 

 

 

tag AC; oct, nov, dec, jan, feb, mar, apr, may, jun, jul, aug, sep

fjord stone, critical role, hexadin,

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[devilstongue]

It's fine. Now there's drama in the house and I'm satiated.

[ Molly gives Fjord a cheek smooch by standing up on his tippytoes. ]

So when do you think he and Caleb will fuck?

[halforc]

That's none of our business.

[ ......... but, since Molly asked and they are thick as thieves when they gossip, ]

I give it two months, tops.

[devilstongue]

[ Molly completely ignores the first part, because he will make it his business. ]

Hmm, I'd say a little more. Caleb's probably good at waiting and not much ruffles a guy like Essek seems to be.

[halforc]

I don't know, if Caleb comes at him the way he came at me ...

[ Whistling with waggling brows! ]

[devilstongue]

[ That makes the tiefling laugh, and he immediately has a spring in his step as they walk. This as a much better discussion! ]

Ooooh, give me details!

[ What is personal business? Molly doesn't know. ]

[halforc]

No, you can use your imagination. I don't go around telling everyone what you and I get up to, I'm not starting now with other people.

[ Nudging him as they walk! ]

[devilstongue]

Aww, you don't go around bragging you fucked me? I'm shocked.

[ He laughs again, giving that nice green butt a swat with his tail. ]

Keep your secrets, love. I'll ask Caleb next time.

[halforc]

[ Eep! That tail is getting it later. ]

He won't tell you either because he's not a lush like you!

[ Reeling Molly in, he ducks his head to smooch messily across a cheek to find his lips, deliberately off the mark. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Molly eeps at that, laughing as his face is kissed all over - if Fjord gets some glittery eye shadow on his lips, he's not responsible! He tries to slink away just as they get up to their somewhat-better house, glad the third floor isn't just debris any more.

Winking at Fjord, Molly starts running off, bouncing up the stairs with a boisterous laugh. ]

Hurry up!

[halforc]

[ Glitter is part of his life now, he's accepted it. ]

Hey, slow down!

[ Laughing, he chases Molly into the house. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Molly laughs, hurrying towards their room and then flopping down on the bed. He just lies there, red eyes looking over to his lover with endless fondness. ]

I had such a wonderful and weird day. Thank you, Fjord.

[halforc]

[ Following at a less urgent pace, he watches Molly flop and sets the bags down in their bedroom, closing the door behind him. ]

I had a great time too.

[ Kicking off his boots he hauls off his shirt to join them on the floor, eyes on Molly as he walks over to the bed. A knee sinks on one side of Molly's hips, them the other, and Fjord sits there idly running his hands over Molly's bared abdomen under that ridiculous cropped sweater like he belongs there.

He feels like he does, gazing down with lamplit yellow eyes in the dim afternoon light. ]

You look like you need a nap.

[devilstongue]

[ As soon as Fjord joins him, Molly scoots a bit so that they fit perfectly together - because he does belong there. More than anyone ever has. He sighs happily as the half-orc starts petting his stomach, still full of all the sweets and junk they ate. That tail swishes a bit underneath them both, and the tiefling just looks so happy.

Molly has no shame, has no need for pride or keeping up appearances. He's honest in some ways, and he's had a wonderful time playing games today. It was a perfect date for them, no matter how silly it might have seemed to others. ]

Only if you join me.

[halforc]

Afternoon sleep to digest all that crap we ate? I'm in. You're risking the others waking us up, though.

[ The bed creaks in protest as Fjord drops down at Molly's side, scooting to find the blankets so they can be lazy bastards and snooze away the worst of a sugar-rush. ]

[devilstongue]

Mmm, fuck them. I just want you, so I'll throw pillows on their heads if they try to wake us.

[ He wiggles off his boots and then curls in next to Fjord, tail resting at a green ankle as soon as he's made himself comfortable. ]

[halforc]

I'll throw a sword.

[ He settles in for a cuddle, at ease as he drapes an arm around Molly to reel him in. With the murky afternoon sunlight pouring through the window it's a simple thing to turn off his mind and drift, actually feeling tired after their day out. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Molly naps with a never-ending smile on his face, cozy in his lover's arms and a little bit queasy from all that food before sleep takes him. He snoozes happily, arm draped over a wide chest and head nestled perfectly on a shoulder to not dig into Fjord's skin.

He sleeps for about two hours before stirring a bit, blinking red eyes and then purring happily against Fjord's neck while pressing little kisses where he can reach without having to move an inch. ]

[halforc]

[ Buried under a toasty body for the duration of their nap, it's not surprising for him to wake up with a hard-on when he feels kisses melting over his neck, steadily reacting to Molly in his sleep. He groans at the sensations that make his afternoon wood ache and without opening his eyes his hands gravitate to Molly's hips, circling their way over his skin in a lazy exploration. One of Fjord's sword-calloused palms drifts up to cover a pec and squeeze, thumb brushing around a nipple, and he sighs as he starts to wake up.

The sleepy rumbling in his chest passes for a happy hum. ]

What time s'it?

[ Late enough that when he squints at the room his dark-vision is in full effect, he can tell that much. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Those happy purrs only increase in volume when his sailor's hands start wandering, and turns into a pleased sigh at the thumbing of a nipple. Molly's also half-hard from sleeping so close, breathing in Fjord's scent and feeling his warmth.

The question makes the tiefling chuckle, angling his head again to slide his forked tongue over the pointed part of Fjord's ear. ]

It's date time part two...

[ Molly slides a hand down the half-orc's stomach and teases his nails against the happy trail there. ]

[halforc]

[ That makes him smile, shaking his head with a laugh as Molly's forked tongue tickles his ear. He leans back to see him properly and brings his roaming hand up to cup a cheek, seeing him in greys except for those red eyes. ]

Put the lamp on? [ His breathing hitches as Molly's nails explore lower but he persistently teases nose-to-nose, ] You look like a goblin in the dark.

[devilstongue]

You think I'm going to suck your cock after that? Shame on you.

[ Molly fake-pouts and then turns a bit, just about reaching the switch with his tail and giving it a slap. ]

Make it up to me.

[halforc]

[ Cackling, he wraps his arms around Molly and starts searching out his ticklish areas while holding him prisoner. ]

Make me make it up to you!

[devilstongue]

[ Molly squeaks at the tickling, trying to wiggle away and retaliate in one. ]

Oh, you fiend!

[halforc]

[ Between bouts of agonisingly tickled laughter and trying to use his weight to his advantage, he gives Molly a push to get him on his back where Fjord returns on top, back in his seat from before their nap across the tiefling's nap.

Panting with the exertion, he leans down to steal a victorious kiss. ]

Looks like I win, goblin face.

[devilstongue]

[ Molly's panting and grinning up at Fjord, meeting that kiss and then giving those green lips a nip with his sharp teeth. ]

If it was anyone but you I'd be storming off right now. You're lucky I like you.

[ He's a vain person! How dare anyone tell him he's not the prettiest? ]

You still have to make it up to me.