[ Wrinkling his nose happily, he sets them down just as the Fly spells run out, dismissing the sword. He runs his fingers up the back of Molly's neck into his hair and kisses him firmly, palm still warm from the blasts. ]
We're getting out of here some day soon, Molly. I'm taking you back home and showing you Nicodranas and Port Damali ... wherever you want to walk in the sunshine all day.
[ Molly smiles into the kiss, curling his tail around Fjord's ankle and happily looking up at him. ]
I want to see everything. [ He says, breathless with joy. ] The Menagerie Coast, Xhorhas, all the places you've been and more. I want to be on a ship and watch the ocean all around us, not a speck of land anywhere.
[ The kisses turn into a cosy hug, nuzzling at an ear through the curl of a horn (carefully), arms wrapped around Molly in a squeeze. The tiefling smells like sea-breeze and is cool from their flight, but Fjord feels like a furnace of force energy is burning through his chest and branding his arms.
[ Molly squeezes back, full of excitement and happiness and love. What a ridiculous thing, he would have thought all those months ago, and now he's living his best life being a boyfriend.
He looks into those pretty yellow-gold eyes, almost believing he can feel all that power roll through the palalock. It makes his heart do even more silly things. ]
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We're getting out of here some day soon, Molly. I'm taking you back home and showing you Nicodranas and Port Damali ... wherever you want to walk in the sunshine all day.
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I want to see everything. [ He says, breathless with joy. ] The Menagerie Coast, Xhorhas, all the places you've been and more. I want to be on a ship and watch the ocean all around us, not a speck of land anywhere.
I want to go on adventures and explore the world.
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[ The kisses turn into a cosy hug, nuzzling at an ear through the curl of a horn (carefully), arms wrapped around Molly in a squeeze. The tiefling smells like sea-breeze and is cool from their flight, but Fjord feels like a furnace of force energy is burning through his chest and branding his arms.
Softly, he says, ]
I love you.
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He looks into those pretty yellow-gold eyes, almost believing he can feel all that power roll through the palalock. It makes his heart do even more silly things. ]
I love you too.