lusi | ( fjord's perma-catchall )

[ When he hears Fjord come in, he's already heading out of the kitchen to meet him - but the wail makes him hurry. He moves around the corner to the entryway, red eyes wide when he sees the mess of those feet. ]

Oh, love... what happened?

[ Cursed? What the fuck did that mean? ]

Sit down, don't stand on those feet. I'll get some of those sticking bandage things.

[ He sits down immediately while in the midst of trying to get up. Oof. Well, okay then. ]

Two butterflies with skulls on their wings landed on me. Someone told me to go for a walk if I didn't like bugs ... and I did, for three hours. I'm exhausted.

[ 'Butterflies with skull wings' are not a comforting sentence, nor was the fact that Fjord had been walking around for three hours. They might be adventurers and used to traveling, but not like that.

Molly frowns and goes to get the Band-Aids for those feet, returning to kneel down a bit so he can put them on those blisters before they ruptured. ]

Lift your foot for me.

[ He grabs his foot and lifts it, literally. Then he blinks at Molly. ]

... I'm doing whatever you tell me to. Like the person who said 'go for a walk'.

What the...

[ Molly looks at the foot and then up at Fjord. If that was true, they had an issue on their hand. ]

Bark like a dog.

Ruff! Ruff! [ Aw, shit. ] Molly! Let me put down my foot, at least.

[ What a bitch of a curse! ]

This is so stupid.

Okay, that is really messed up. Put your foot down, love.

[ This is both stupid, a little funny... and possibly dangerous. ]

It must be some kind of Augur shit, right? To make people order someone else around.

[ Rubbing both his feet, he takes the plasters off Molly to start covering up his sore red welts on his heels. ]

That ... sounds like exactly something they would do, yeah. Well, shit. [ He crooks a grin at him, aiming for levity. ] If you get annoyed, don't ask me to go fuck myself.

Ugh. Well, I may have gotten a few things so if you do happen to go... do that, at least you'll have some toys.

[ Molly gives a wink, also trying to cheer up the conversation a bit. ]

Any idea how long it might last? [ He glances over at the door. ] ...and I think you should stay home just in case something like the walking happens again.

[ Or worse. ]

[ He wrinkles his nose in protest at the idea of toys, at least using them without Molly around. But then, ]

Okay, I'll stay home.

[ He blinks again as the tingle at the back of his neck dies down and realisation hits; so, even a suggestion was enough. ]

I ... I don't know how long it'll last. Probably until we finish off something on our cards, since the Augur is so original with this shit.

Shit, sorry.

[ Molly sighs and runs a hand through his curls. It made sense that it was what the Augur wanted, but it's just... weird. ]

What's left on your card? Maybe we can match something and be very careful about it.

I —

[ Cutting himself off, he instead flips out his device and starts reading off without pause, ]

Crossdressing, Objectification, Phone Sex, Possessive —

[ As his ears turn dark green. ]

Damn, this is strong. I'm sorry again.

[ Molly shakes his head. he's not exactly comfortable with having sex when one word could possibly make Fjord do something he doesn't want to. ]

...what even is phone sex, I have that, too.

[ Mollymauk, focus! ]

Let's go upstairs so you can get off those feet. I'll watch my mouth.

I have no idea either.

[ He winces as he heads upstairs the moment Molly says to, biting his lip because he knows their bed isn't too far away. He can rest soon! ]

I'd rather be stuck with Zone of Truth than this. Same difference, I guess.

Same difference, just words instead of actions.

[ Molly puts a hand on Fjord's back to guide him up those stairs, hoping the feet wouldn't get more damage when they moved. Once they were in their room, he sits down on the bed and gently pats the space beside him. ]

Alright, lets get you off those feet. Can I get you anything?

[ 'Let's get you off those feet' says Molly, and Fjord jumps onto the bed where he faceplants the springy mattress where his feet definitely aren't touching the floor. Fuck's sake! ]

... Damn it!

...what the fuck. You okay?

[ He's... trying really hard to not laugh. ]

You said I should get off ... my feet.

[ He rolls onto his back, arms spread. ]

This is it, this is how I die. Following an accidental instruction.

I am endlessly tempted to make you do stupid things.

[ Molly says with a wink, trying to distract Fjord from the dumb fucking game the Augur is playing. ]

[ Kicking that smug grape! (Ow, his foot!) ]

You're about sixty-percent trustworthy at this point in time.

Don't hurt your feet any more, that's an order!

[ Honestly! ]

Sixty percent? I'm flattered.

[ His feet hang off the bed and he sits up on his elbows, huffing. Knowing Molly well by now, he nudges him with his knee and gives him a Look. ]

You need to get some of those urges out of your system, I know you do.

[ He smirks at that and joins Fjord on the bed, slipping into his lap while making sure he doesn't hurt those feet. ]

Hmm, I wonder... how about you tell me how much you love me?

[ Molly will start nicely, okay? ]

Pffft! I can't!

[ He laughs and regards Molly with wide eyes, slapping his hips in revenge as they settle on his middle. ]

I can't, [ his eyes soften, ] I don't have the words for that.

[ Oh no, that is... that is endlessly sweet. Molly smiles and kisses Fjord's forehead. ]

You're a treasure, love. How about you tell me your most secret sexual thing instead, hmm?

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