[ 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.
[ Fjord turns with a hiss against the odd pain shooting up his spine, more noticeable without his pleasure-centre being rubbed raw. The bed creaks and groans under his weight as he spreads his legs and lets his erection rest in the soft sheets, glancing over a shoulder self-consciously. It never goes away, the lowkey anxiety.
Not until Molly is inside him, as it turns out.
He tries to arrange himself in some sort of attractive sprawl, hugging a pillow. Whether it works or not is left to fate, considering his complete lack of experience in being taken. ]
[ The tiefling gently rubs Fjord's tailbone when his lover makes a pained hiss. He then leans down to kiss up that spine, plastering himself over the half-orc's body. Molly can't completely envelop him like Fjord does for him, but he can kiss those shoulders as he starts pushing inside again.
Groaning at the feeling, he grabs at Fjord's sides, up to his shoulders and into his hair, starting to move his hips hungrily to do exactly what he had promised - fucking his boyfriend straight into the mattress. ]
[ He doesn't expect the kisses up his spine or the gentle touch there, relaxing into the bed before Molly slides up behind and in, and ohh that's a sensation Fjord won't forget as his legs spread on instinct to accommodate his mate. Boyfriend. Lover. All three apply. He can't think straight (hah!) while taking the full stretch of Molly's cock, and the most embarrassingly needy noises leave him when he feels him bottom-out. ]
Gods, fuck ... !
[ The hands roaming over his skin are an anchor as he arches back against Molly, desperate to feel him all over. It's hard to breathe and he's too sweaty but he feels incredible every time that purple dick rubs up just right, wringing out staccato gasps. ]
[ Molly's utterly lost in the moment, drowning in the feeling of Fjord around him, the taste of his skin under his wandering mouth - amusingly not reaching further than the shoulder blades thanks to their height difference.
(The absolutely filthy sound of him smacking into that lovely ass.)
It's all amazing, and the tiefling is honestly proud of himself for not coming yet. The heat coiling in his blood tells him it's going to be impossible to hold much more, though, and just like his boyfriend, his pride of getting Fjord off again is fighting his instinct to fill his lover with hot come. ]
[ The cries morph into pillow-bitten sobs as he starts to come, bucking back desperately with a complete breakdown of pride. He doesn't need it! When did he ever? Fjord tosses his head back as he flexes his hips to seat himself on Molly just so, cock pooling come on the fancy bedsheets as he groans loudly enough to be heard across the landing in the wizardhaus. He can't breathe, shivering as his vision blurs and he tightens around that incredible cock in pulses, reaching back to find Molly and drag him in close. ]
[ Those sobs hits him like a kick to the chest and he follows Fjord in orgasm, claws raking pink stripes at those hips and sides as he does just as promised and comes inside his gorgeous lover. He follows that tug to get closer, hips slowing to a slight rocking as the last throbs inside the half-orc subsides and he pins him down with his exhausted weight.
He'll roll off in a moment, just let him breathe. ]
[ Gasping against the pillows as he feels the hot rush of come from Molly paint his walls, he squirms beneath him and only settles once Molly collapses on top, a weak noise of satisfaction lodging in his throat. All there is for a while is the sound of their combined breathing, tired and sated. He certainly feels done, cock softening against the bed after so many new sensations wrung him dry.
When he can finally move, he curls an arm back to feel for Molly's hair, cupping his head to keep him close. ]
[ Molly groans softly against Fjord, leaning into the touch as his own breathing calms and he can make his brain work again. He feels so good, even as he softens inside his boyfriend. Although he has no where near the volume the half-orc has, some come still drips down the inner side of a lime-green thigh as he gently eases out.
He stays on top of Fjord, though. It seemed like he wanted Molly to be there, so he will do so for a little bit, all while pressing kisses to any skin he can reach. ]
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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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Not until Molly is inside him, as it turns out.
He tries to arrange himself in some sort of attractive sprawl, hugging a pillow. Whether it works or not is left to fate, considering his complete lack of experience in being taken. ]
Well, what are you waiting for?
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Groaning at the feeling, he grabs at Fjord's sides, up to his shoulders and into his hair, starting to move his hips hungrily to do exactly what he had promised - fucking his boyfriend straight into the mattress. ]
Fuck, you're perfect like this...
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Gods, fuck ... !
[ The hands roaming over his skin are an anchor as he arches back against Molly, desperate to feel him all over. It's hard to breathe and he's too sweaty but he feels incredible every time that purple dick rubs up just right, wringing out staccato gasps. ]
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(The absolutely filthy sound of him smacking into that lovely ass.)
It's all amazing, and the tiefling is honestly proud of himself for not coming yet. The heat coiling in his blood tells him it's going to be impossible to hold much more, though, and just like his boyfriend, his pride of getting Fjord off again is fighting his instinct to fill his lover with hot come. ]
Gods, you're so good for me. So perfect. Mine.
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He'll roll off in a moment, just let him breathe. ]
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When he can finally move, he curls an arm back to feel for Molly's hair, cupping his head to keep him close. ]
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He stays on top of Fjord, though. It seemed like he wanted Molly to be there, so he will do so for a little bit, all while pressing kisses to any skin he can reach. ]
Beautiful.