[ Molly groans happily as he's tugged forward a bit, taking that cock in a little deeper like he's decided breathing isn't something he needs to do any more. It absolutely surrounds him with Fjord in every possible way, and it nearly makes him forget what he's doing. Pulling back, he swirls his tongue around the head on the way out, and then licks his lips a bit with a smile and a ragged, hot breath.
Gods, he's so beautiful like this, spread open for him. He can tell that Fjord's been primping, looking trimmed and lovely even if it as good the way it was before. That nervous confession just tells him more. ]
Love, you're going to be wonderful. [ He says, low and sweet. ] All you have to do is go with your gut, and tell me if something doesn't feel good. Not only if it feels bad, but if it isn't good.
[ One of those short-trimmed fingers circle that rim once again, and then slowly starts to sink in while the tiefling returns to swallowing down that cock. ]
Okay. Okay ... even if things aren't good. Got it.
[ So he doesn't have to just take anything, he can keep hold of his agency (he loves Molly for saying that). Relaxing as he feels his cock swallowed again, the press of that finger is relegated to a dull pressure in the back of his mind as he babbles nervously, needing to around the groans and shortened breaths. ]
I've never wanted to do this before, not with anyone. Not really thought about it, except with you, and ... ah, [ he pays more attention to the sensation of being opened up when his cock twitches and he reflexively squeezes down on that finger. It's a new sensation, although not as much as Molly might think. ] When I pictured you doing it, I would try and ... and touch myself in the bath, but I could n-never reach.
[ Molly purrs around that pretty dick as Fjord takes his finger so well. His tail sways a bit behind him as he listens, and it's both a hot and slightly sad thought that Fjord has tried to put fingers in himself and never managed to to get it right.
He licks his way up the half-orc's spit-slick and shiny erection to tilt his head up and watch his lover, the slight glow of the red eyes coloring the undersides of his lashes. ]
I got you, Fjord. I'll show you everything.
[ With that, he sinks his finger in a bit deeper, always careful to make sure he's nice and slick. He might like a little burn with his stretch, especially while on a dick, but this was the half-orc's first time and he wasn't that fond of pain in the first place.
Curling his finger a bit, Molly has to sink it in all the way before he can find what he's looking for and gently rub the pad of his finger over it. ]
This is what that lovely cock hits in me when you get that perfect angle.
[ His fingers would never have been able to find the angle Molly's do with almost unerring precision, a slightly larger than human or tiefling prostate making it a relatively simple task to rub over it. Fjord's back bows off the bed as soon as Molly touches him there and he gasps sharply, lashes fluttering as he transfers his grip to the sheets in a bid not to yank on Molly's hair or horns. ]
Hah! I ... I, ah ...
[ He cracks his eyes open, looking past his dick at Molly, mouth agape. Can he stop the sprawling of his thighs or his knees hiking up? No. Does he care? Gods, that feels so good ... ]
[ The tiefling chuckles a bit as Fjord arches and gasps like that, endeared by the honest and pure reaction. He figured the half-orc would have a slightly easier to find prostate with all the lovely precome he would leak during their fun, and it makes a good target for exploring to see what Fjord likes best. Stroking, rubbing, a light tap? Molly's trying it all, smiling as he pays attention to his lover's reactions.
It was all so lovely to see, and he's planning to get Fjord to the edge and back again to have him as hungry and desperate as possible. ]
Look at you, you're so fucking gorgeous. Taking me so well.
[ The embarrassingly whiny noises spilling from him soon have an arm covering his face as he bites his lip. He doesn't want to see the way he rocks down to feel more of that finger, feeling wantonly lewd and a little stupid because he never usually begs (like this) or wants to be fucked.
He's being fucked. ]
Molls, come up here and kiss me.
[ Feeling overwhelmed, he untangles his nails from the blankets and reaches for his boyfriend, wanting to feel his comforting weight. It's all so good, the burning pleasure has his dick smearing precome on his belly, but he needs an anchor before steam comes out of his ears and he overheats. ]
Shh. It's okay to make noises, love. Remember how loud I can be. It makes it even better!
[ Molly gives that wonderfully wet cock another long lick before he moves up, using some of that flexibility to meet Fjord's lips while still keeping that finger deep. Another filthy, hungry kiss and he starts to add another finger, all while stroking his first over that wonderful bump to keep his lover feeling good.
It's a blessing that Fjord likes it, as not all people can, and he wants the half-orc to feel so overwhelmed. Molly's really hard and hungry by now, grinding slightly against the mattress to take the edge off a bit. ]
[ It's like his equilibrium returns when Molly kisses him, stealing his breath with lavish licks and no end of affection. Fjord runs his hands up the tiefling's neck and into his hair, finding out he can drape a leg around him to pull him closer. It feels okay with two fingers, it takes a few minutes to completely relax around them (as much as he can) but it's still not uncomfortable like he's wary of and he puts it down to running his hands over scarred, tattooed skin that stays warm and reassuringly solid over him. He's not alone.
Moans fill the room again as he tries to match the press of those fingers and awkwardly buck up, chasing their length. A nuzzle across Molly's cheek finds his lips for a kiss more words than anything. ]
How long until you can fuck me?
[ Eagerly, Fjord runs his hands up Molly's sides and around his back, wanting him to feel stirred up by this too. He drags him in as close as he can with Molly's arm trapped between them. ]
[ He replies with a husky, desperately turned on voice - reaching down his other hand to grab that leg to hook it further around him. Kisses rain on Fjord's face, sometimes heavily and heatedly on his lips. As he starts scissoring those digits, he leans in to suck a hickey against a green neck as a distraction.
He might not be big like Fjord, but Molly wants him as open and ready as possible when he finally fucks his lovely boyfriend. Only pleasure. ]
I'm going to make you feel so good, watch you take my cock and moan for me when I fuck you.
[ The sweet dirty talk dissolves into soft moans and more kissing, spreading his fingers wide inside Fjord. ]
N-now?
[ Molly doesn't care that his voice breaks, just wanting this so badly. ]
[ The scissoring makes him whimper and cling but he bears with it because he knows the size of Molly's dick, although he makes a mental note to eat him out more and do less of that in the future now that he has experienced it first-hand (haha). Molly must like the aches, he concludes, because there's a bit of it around the pleasure, but there's so much going on that Fjord mostly wants to feel something other than slender fingers up his (apparently!) sensitive ass.
Raking his claws down Molly's sides, he hums into the filthy promises and nods, desperate to find out if things will get even better. His brain still breaks a little on the idea he's being fucked but the sight and weight of Molly above directly calms him down, needing that constant reminder of who it is trying to get inside him. Inside him. Oh, gods. ]
[ Molly immediately slows a little when he hears that whimper, kissing Fjord's lips sweetly as an apology. His lover is sensitive, it seems, and he needs to calm himself a bit. He takes a moment to kiss his boyfriend and rub at that prostate again, wanting him to go back to that pleasure while he dribbles a generous amount of oil on his cock.
Fjord asks him to hurry but Molly takes his time, slipping his fingers out and replacing them with his cock circling that rim. ]
Try to relax, love. I'll go slowly.
[ That tapered head makes it easier to slip inside, just the head at first to let Fjord get used to the intrusion. ]
[ Sweating like a bitch, he rakes his hair out of his eyes and leans back, draping his wrists around Molly's neck. The initial press of that cock which he knows very well by sight is unsurprisingly easy, at least because of its shape, and he takes a moment before nodding that Molly can continue. It's different to the fingers, firm and hot in a way he can't ignore just from kisses.
He tugs on Molly's hair, longer since they arrived. ]
Think your dick shrank if that's all you've got to give me.
[ That makes Molly laugh, and to make a point he sinks in further - just a few inches more, but really starting to sheathe himself. It's already amazing, not only because it's slick and tight and perfect, but also because it's Fjord. He never expected the half-orc to want this, and he's determined to make it great.
His hips pull back a bit before thrusting slowly forward, sinking in even further. His jaw turns slack and Molly moans again, adoring the way it feels around his tiefling-hot cock.
Another thrust and he fits the last inch or so, fully inside his lover. Grabbing at those legs, he gently moves them up over his hips so he can get a good angle and fuck him as deep as possible later. For now, he keeps still to let Fjord get used to the feeling. ]
[ He can only bluff for so long, mouth falling open as he lets go of Molly to grasp the pillows behind his head and let his eyes roll up on a series of gasps, lashes dropping closed. It's like nothing he's ever felt before, speared on heat that fills him up and makes him want to writhe but also pins him in place because while Molly may not be the larger of them he still feels huge buried inside Fjord.
His chest rises and falls faster, sweat coating his thighs as he lets out a soft noise when Molly moves them, trying to hold onto him. ]
... Yes. [ How does he describe it? Thank fuck Molly already knows. ] Feels ... like a lot.
[ Molly kisses Fjord again, sweet and gentle as he watches the half-orc pant and writhe under him. He's so beautiful, so responsive. He both wants to soothe and fire the man up at the same time, rolling his hips again. ]
I know, love. It's overwhelming, but you take it so well. You feel so good...
[ He tries to not to thrust in hard, instead rocking slightly back and forth, letting his cock open Fjord up more and let him feel the good slide. Molly needs to know how to angle Fjord the best, so he keeps trying, watching that beautiful face react. ]
[ Fjord lights up when Molly starts rocking, tension rippling through his body and easing off in waves. He tries to kiss back whenever he can but when he looks down all he can see is Molly's hips pressed tight to him and feel the length of his cock rubbing over that large magical spot inside, easy to find with fingers and even more so with a sizeable dick.
Fjord fills the room with a guttural moan, body adjusting to take everything Molly can give him. He never wants Molly to damn well leave if this is what he feels like doing the fucking. ]
[ Oh, that is the best noise he's heard! Molly looks really pleased with himself as Fjord moans and kisses sloppily, making such filthy and perfect sounds when he moves inside the half-orc. It feels so damn good, and he adores the way it makes his lover react.
It seems he's found the perfect spot, so he starts to really move, picking a slow pace of gently but deep thrusts to begin with, wanting to bury himself inside that body over and over again. ]
Gods, Fjord... you take me so well, you feel so good.
[ Praise fall from Molly's lips, locks of his hair slightly stuck to an already sweaty forehead and his hands coming to grasp at those hips and guide the half-orc back as they move. It feels really nice to be on top and give Fjord this pleasure, adoring the braveness of the man and the willingness to break out of his comfort zone. ]
This is how good you make me feel, love. Every time you fuck me.
[ He reaches up for him again, hands sliding either side of a tattooed neck to drag him down for a hungry kiss as he muffles each whimper against lavender lips. He gives up trying to hold on with his legs when he can't remember how they work and lets them fall to the bed, cradling Molly as he moves inside him, exactly as thick and long as Fjord needs with every thrust that forces him open. ]
Gods, Molly, Molly —!
[ There's a weird drive when he gets too into making love and it takes over as he claws at Molly's back, trying to figure out with his rolling hips how best to ride his boyfriend's cock. Like that, he thinks, right there, and he tightens up around him as he cries out for the rest of the house to hear, precome smearing in a thick line across his belly.
Cracking open yellow eyes he goes in for another filthy kiss, huffing exhales against Molly's mouth with every slam that knocks the breath out of him. ]
Touch me.
[ He arches up, guiding one of Molly's hands to his chest. ]
[ Hearing Fjord call his name like that is so damn hot, and Molly groans, leaning down to meet those kisses. The whole house is going to know just how great the half-orc sounds when taken, and it's riling up Molly even more. He's going to have scratches on his back and he loves it.
It looks like Fjord is getting into the rhythm, too, finding out just how to move to make it pleasurable for both of them. Molly's so fond and so heated in one. He does just what Fjord asks, a hand moving off hips to stroke over that chest and rake fingers through the hair. He can't pin Fjord down like the half-orc does with him, but he can let every part of him feel his presence.
Smiling, he lets his other hand slide down that stomach to grip the wet cock, collecting the slickness to slide it down over the shaft and make a nice glide as he strokes Fjord, trying to time it with his trusts. ]
Fuck, you feel so good... I love you, I love you...
[ Taking one long stretch beneath his lover, Fjord basks in the sensations he's learning he likes, pawed over his chest and cock while getting fucked and losing a little of his mind in the process. He doesn't know how loud he's being and nor does he care, sinking into the rhythm that belongs only to them and craving more.
His mouth disconnects from his brain with a wanton groan as he grinds down, grasping at Molly's ass to keep him at a certain angle that makes Fjord shudder hard and his cock twitch. ]
[ Fjord's found exactly where he wants Molly to be, and the tiefling is quick to store that in his head as he picks up his pace just like he's begged to. It makes a wonderful smacking sound as he hits that nice ass. The paladin sure is blessed and this is the first time Molly can fully enjoy it from this angle.
He gropes a pec happily, so mesmerized by the strength and softness of his wonderful boyfriend, all while keeping up the stroking of that thick cock. He wants to see Fjord come for him, wants to see his face brighten with pleasure - things he sometimes missed because he came too hard for his eyes to focus while being fucked. ]
Look at you, on your back for me with your legs spread... taking me so good, you're perfect like this. I want to watch you come, want to fill you up like you do me, hot and slick inside you.
[ If his voice is a little shaky, you can't exactly blame him, can you? ]
[ Between the stroking of his dick and Molly fucking him in the exact spot he needs, Fjord doesn't last long and won't lose any pride later for knowing he lasted as long as he has. He arches off the bed into everything Molly, hands and cock and mouth and the sheer weight of him as he spills over purple fingers in waves, all of Fjord rocking helplessly in the blinding pleasure that throbs around his boyfriend, a heartbeat thundering out of control.
He pants hard through it, fingers grasping weakly for some part of Molly to hold onto, and a strain of whimpers leave him that have never seen the light of day before interspersed with Molly's name.
Completely wrecked and vulnerable, his head lolls to one side. ]
[ Molly slows down when Fjord comes, more gently fucking him through the orgasm before he stops to not overwhelm the half-orc. He's a panting, flushed mess above his lover, desperately trying to hold off his own end - no matter how good it feels. His boyfriend usually has two rounds in him, and Molly doubts he'll manage more than one when he's the one doing most of the work - it was easier to get hard again when Fjord was fucking him stupid after he's come once.
Leaning down, the tiefling kisses over a sweaty face, those lips and down to his neck once the head lolls sideways, making another big lovebite where everyone will see it. ]
So good for me, baby...
[ He says, trying to get his breathing under control and failing. Fjord feels so good, hot and tight around him, and he deserves the world for asking to do this. ]
Tell me when to move again. It might ache at first.
[ If it weren't for his libido he could fall asleep right there, but the flutter of kisses over his face and neck rouse him back into reality and off his happy cloud nine, now feeling smug as he wriggles his hips while staring up at Molly. Finding his roughened voice, he sighs contentedly into one of those roaming kisses. ]
On my front. I want to see ... what that's like.
[ He even dares to shoot Molly a wink as he tightens up around his cock. ]
[ Molly chuckles at the request, stealing another long, heated kiss from his lover. It was so fun to see what Fjord liked, and to be the one to get to help him experience this was a big ego boost to his already massive one.
The tightening around his cock makes the tiefling curse softly and give that ass a very light smack while pulling out - but as a punishment and a direction. ]
Turn around, then. I'll fuck you into the mattress until you scream my name.
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Gods, he's so beautiful like this, spread open for him. He can tell that Fjord's been primping, looking trimmed and lovely even if it as good the way it was before. That nervous confession just tells him more. ]
Love, you're going to be wonderful. [ He says, low and sweet. ] All you have to do is go with your gut, and tell me if something doesn't feel good. Not only if it feels bad, but if it isn't good.
[ One of those short-trimmed fingers circle that rim once again, and then slowly starts to sink in while the tiefling returns to swallowing down that cock. ]
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[ So he doesn't have to just take anything, he can keep hold of his agency (he loves Molly for saying that). Relaxing as he feels his cock swallowed again, the press of that finger is relegated to a dull pressure in the back of his mind as he babbles nervously, needing to around the groans and shortened breaths. ]
I've never wanted to do this before, not with anyone. Not really thought about it, except with you, and ... ah, [ he pays more attention to the sensation of being opened up when his cock twitches and he reflexively squeezes down on that finger. It's a new sensation, although not as much as Molly might think. ] When I pictured you doing it, I would try and ... and touch myself in the bath, but I could n-never reach.
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He licks his way up the half-orc's spit-slick and shiny erection to tilt his head up and watch his lover, the slight glow of the red eyes coloring the undersides of his lashes. ]
I got you, Fjord. I'll show you everything.
[ With that, he sinks his finger in a bit deeper, always careful to make sure he's nice and slick. He might like a little burn with his stretch, especially while on a dick, but this was the half-orc's first time and he wasn't that fond of pain in the first place.
Curling his finger a bit, Molly has to sink it in all the way before he can find what he's looking for and gently rub the pad of his finger over it. ]
This is what that lovely cock hits in me when you get that perfect angle.
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Hah! I ... I, ah ...
[ He cracks his eyes open, looking past his dick at Molly, mouth agape. Can he stop the sprawling of his thighs or his knees hiking up? No. Does he care? Gods, that feels so good ... ]
Since when has that been there! Holy fuck.
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It was all so lovely to see, and he's planning to get Fjord to the edge and back again to have him as hungry and desperate as possible. ]
Look at you, you're so fucking gorgeous. Taking me so well.
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He's being fucked. ]
Molls, come up here and kiss me.
[ Feeling overwhelmed, he untangles his nails from the blankets and reaches for his boyfriend, wanting to feel his comforting weight. It's all so good, the burning pleasure has his dick smearing precome on his belly, but he needs an anchor before steam comes out of his ears and he overheats. ]
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[ Molly gives that wonderfully wet cock another long lick before he moves up, using some of that flexibility to meet Fjord's lips while still keeping that finger deep. Another filthy, hungry kiss and he starts to add another finger, all while stroking his first over that wonderful bump to keep his lover feeling good.
It's a blessing that Fjord likes it, as not all people can, and he wants the half-orc to feel so overwhelmed. Molly's really hard and hungry by now, grinding slightly against the mattress to take the edge off a bit. ]
You're so good for me, Fjord. I love you.
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Moans fill the room again as he tries to match the press of those fingers and awkwardly buck up, chasing their length. A nuzzle across Molly's cheek finds his lips for a kiss more words than anything. ]
How long until you can fuck me?
[ Eagerly, Fjord runs his hands up Molly's sides and around his back, wanting him to feel stirred up by this too. He drags him in as close as he can with Molly's arm trapped between them. ]
I want you.
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[ He replies with a husky, desperately turned on voice - reaching down his other hand to grab that leg to hook it further around him. Kisses rain on Fjord's face, sometimes heavily and heatedly on his lips. As he starts scissoring those digits, he leans in to suck a hickey against a green neck as a distraction.
He might not be big like Fjord, but Molly wants him as open and ready as possible when he finally fucks his lovely boyfriend. Only pleasure. ]
I'm going to make you feel so good, watch you take my cock and moan for me when I fuck you.
[ The sweet dirty talk dissolves into soft moans and more kissing, spreading his fingers wide inside Fjord. ]
N-now?
[ Molly doesn't care that his voice breaks, just wanting this so badly. ]
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Raking his claws down Molly's sides, he hums into the filthy promises and nods, desperate to find out if things will get even better. His brain still breaks a little on the idea he's being fucked but the sight and weight of Molly above directly calms him down, needing that constant reminder of who it is trying to get inside him. Inside him. Oh, gods. ]
Yeah, yes. Do it, Molls, hurry up.
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Fjord asks him to hurry but Molly takes his time, slipping his fingers out and replacing them with his cock circling that rim. ]
Try to relax, love. I'll go slowly.
[ That tapered head makes it easier to slip inside, just the head at first to let Fjord get used to the intrusion. ]
Look at you...
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He tugs on Molly's hair, longer since they arrived. ]
Think your dick shrank if that's all you've got to give me.
[ Heh. ]
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His hips pull back a bit before thrusting slowly forward, sinking in even further. His jaw turns slack and Molly moans again, adoring the way it feels around his tiefling-hot cock.
Another thrust and he fits the last inch or so, fully inside his lover. Grabbing at those legs, he gently moves them up over his hips so he can get a good angle and fuck him as deep as possible later. For now, he keeps still to let Fjord get used to the feeling. ]
Are you okay?
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His chest rises and falls faster, sweat coating his thighs as he lets out a soft noise when Molly moves them, trying to hold onto him. ]
... Yes. [ How does he describe it? Thank fuck Molly already knows. ] Feels ... like a lot.
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I know, love. It's overwhelming, but you take it so well. You feel so good...
[ He tries to not to thrust in hard, instead rocking slightly back and forth, letting his cock open Fjord up more and let him feel the good slide. Molly needs to know how to angle Fjord the best, so he keeps trying, watching that beautiful face react. ]
Fuck, Fjord...
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[ Fjord lights up when Molly starts rocking, tension rippling through his body and easing off in waves. He tries to kiss back whenever he can but when he looks down all he can see is Molly's hips pressed tight to him and feel the length of his cock rubbing over that large magical spot inside, easy to find with fingers and even more so with a sizeable dick.
Fjord fills the room with a guttural moan, body adjusting to take everything Molly can give him. He never wants Molly to damn well leave if this is what he feels like doing the fucking. ]
More, please ...
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It seems he's found the perfect spot, so he starts to really move, picking a slow pace of gently but deep thrusts to begin with, wanting to bury himself inside that body over and over again. ]
Gods, Fjord... you take me so well, you feel so good.
[ Praise fall from Molly's lips, locks of his hair slightly stuck to an already sweaty forehead and his hands coming to grasp at those hips and guide the half-orc back as they move. It feels really nice to be on top and give Fjord this pleasure, adoring the braveness of the man and the willingness to break out of his comfort zone. ]
This is how good you make me feel, love. Every time you fuck me.
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Gods, Molly, Molly —!
[ There's a weird drive when he gets too into making love and it takes over as he claws at Molly's back, trying to figure out with his rolling hips how best to ride his boyfriend's cock. Like that, he thinks, right there, and he tightens up around him as he cries out for the rest of the house to hear, precome smearing in a thick line across his belly.
Cracking open yellow eyes he goes in for another filthy kiss, huffing exhales against Molly's mouth with every slam that knocks the breath out of him. ]
Touch me.
[ He arches up, guiding one of Molly's hands to his chest. ]
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It looks like Fjord is getting into the rhythm, too, finding out just how to move to make it pleasurable for both of them. Molly's so fond and so heated in one. He does just what Fjord asks, a hand moving off hips to stroke over that chest and rake fingers through the hair. He can't pin Fjord down like the half-orc does with him, but he can let every part of him feel his presence.
Smiling, he lets his other hand slide down that stomach to grip the wet cock, collecting the slickness to slide it down over the shaft and make a nice glide as he strokes Fjord, trying to time it with his trusts. ]
Fuck, you feel so good... I love you, I love you...
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His mouth disconnects from his brain with a wanton groan as he grinds down, grasping at Molly's ass to keep him at a certain angle that makes Fjord shudder hard and his cock twitch. ]
F-Faster, right there, please!
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[ Fjord's found exactly where he wants Molly to be, and the tiefling is quick to store that in his head as he picks up his pace just like he's begged to. It makes a wonderful smacking sound as he hits that nice ass. The paladin sure is blessed and this is the first time Molly can fully enjoy it from this angle.
He gropes a pec happily, so mesmerized by the strength and softness of his wonderful boyfriend, all while keeping up the stroking of that thick cock. He wants to see Fjord come for him, wants to see his face brighten with pleasure - things he sometimes missed because he came too hard for his eyes to focus while being fucked. ]
Look at you, on your back for me with your legs spread... taking me so good, you're perfect like this. I want to watch you come, want to fill you up like you do me, hot and slick inside you.
[ If his voice is a little shaky, you can't exactly blame him, can you? ]
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He pants hard through it, fingers grasping weakly for some part of Molly to hold onto, and a strain of whimpers leave him that have never seen the light of day before interspersed with Molly's name.
Completely wrecked and vulnerable, his head lolls to one side. ]
... M-Molls.
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Leaning down, the tiefling kisses over a sweaty face, those lips and down to his neck once the head lolls sideways, making another big lovebite where everyone will see it. ]
So good for me, baby...
[ He says, trying to get his breathing under control and failing. Fjord feels so good, hot and tight around him, and he deserves the world for asking to do this. ]
Tell me when to move again. It might ache at first.
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On my front. I want to see ... what that's like.
[ He even dares to shoot Molly a wink as he tightens up around his cock. ]
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The tightening around his cock makes the tiefling curse softly and give that ass a very light smack while pulling out - but as a punishment and a direction. ]
Turn around, then. I'll fuck you into the mattress until you scream my name.
[ He would definitely like that. ]
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