lusi | ( fjord's perma-catchall )

[ Sex becomes such a daily part of their lives that the opportunity for a breather absent of it comes as a novelty. Fjord finds a bounce in his step after he returns from hunting for the day and takes down Molly's order of beer and chips, buying as much and a pizza from the diner for their dinner. Everyone else can survive somehow, it's not his problem. Caduceus is likely cooking for them! Back home, it's already dark as evening sets in and he heads upstairs calling for Molly along the way.

A whole night of hanging out together has him more eager than he should be, wondering if he ought to feel bad about his relief. There's just so much sex going on, all the time, and he's tired. Physically, if nothing else. He's irrationally glad he bought a gigantic pizza; it symbolises the exact amount of laziness he's excited to wallow in. ]

[ When Fjord arrives Molly is waiting, wearing one of the half-orc's hoodies for max comfiness and so ready to eat and relax. It was sad to admit that someone like Molly was a little overwhelmed by all the sex as well, and the idea of a night in with good food and just chilling was surprisingly exciting.

Still in her female body since she's not changing until she gets bored (and she only has one full change left), she has made what can only be called a pillow hoard with blankets and other soft things so they can have a nice night of talking while they eat. ]

Oh, I can smell that from here! Bring in the pizza, darling... and yourself as well.

Heyyyy, gorgeous!

[ Happily grinning at the sight that awaits him, he closes the door on his heels and toes off his boots, climbing onto the bed with their greasy treasure. ]

Delivery for the most beautiful girlfriend in Exandria? Payment is a kiss, I hear. Company policy.

[ Smoooooch! ]

[ Hearing 'girlfriend' is funny and makes Molly smile, and she figures that's the proper wording for it right now, wasn't it? She scoots over a bit so she can give Fjord his 'payment' in a sweet kiss. ]

Mmm... almost as good as this food will be. Almost.

[ He pretends to swoon but does it strategically, flopping in front of her as he lays down the grub; the pizza is a steaming meaty affair and Molly has a big bag of chips with various dips, six beers clanking as Fjord lays them on the bed in a neat line, because they aren't animals. ]

You smell so good, you should wear my clothes more often. Oh, did you need five dips? I got them anyway. What have you been up to today?

[ He crawls his chatty way to lay his head in Molly's lap, munching on a slice of pizza. ]

Molly makes herself comfortable with Fjord's head in her lap, eyes wide and excited.

Five dips? You definitely know the way to my heart.

[ Watching Fjord lie down and eat pizza feels stupid amounts of domestic, and she reaches for a slice as well. Pizza was definitely one of the better parts of this place, and she hopes there's something similar back home. If there isn't, Molly will invent it.

She swallows her first bite before answering, tail coming to 'guard' their hoard of food. ]

Looked at the network thing, took a long bath, helped out a bit in the kitchen... don't tell anyone, I'll lose my status as a freeloader. [ Another bite of pizza. ]

Oh, and I painted another card!

Aww, you were a good girl.

[ He waggles his brows up at her, reaching back to hug her waist above. As his fingers trail up her back under his hoodie, he looks genuinely interested when she mentions the card. ]

You did? Show me, what did you paint?

[ Molly sticks her tongue out at the 'good girl' part, wiggling a bit as he finds a slightly ticklish spot. She leans over to the nightstand beside the bed, just barely managing to open the drawer and grab her card without making them both fall over.

She hands it over to Fjord while opening a beer. The card is another double one, with nine flowers on one side tangling together with a sun above them, and on the opposite the cut stems are bleeding into a bowl full of buttons. The words say 'Home' and 'Here'. ]

[ Nine, huh. Huh. He hums as he looks it over, thumb brushing over the flowers. He sets the card safely on his chest and brushes his curled knuckles along the red eye on Molly's neck, looking up at her. ]

That's awfully visual.

I... had a lot to thoughts when Veth arrived. About the banner, and how this isn't home.

[ Molly shrugs slightly and takes another bite of her pizza. ]

It ran around in my head long enough that I had to put it on a card.

I noticed you were antsy about that. So we're the bleeding flowers?

[ His palm opens up to slide down Molly's arm consolingly, giving her a rub. ]

Yeah... together we're beautiful, a home made from a found family. [ She smiles, pointing at the flowers. ] They're all weeds of some kinds, to show our strength. [ Wink! ]

...but just like people have to go through a lot of pain to find the place they belong, our roots have been cut... and remaining in one place without going forward will eventually make us bleed out. Then we will never find home and will only be 'here'.

Molly.

[ Fjord sits up and brushes back her hair, leaning in for a brief kiss. He continues to cup her cheek while holding her gaze. ]

I promise we'll go home. And ... if something stops us, if we ever get stuck here ... we'll be stuck together.

But that's a really big if, love.

[ She meets the kiss slowly, and then shakes her head a bit when Fjord speaks. ]

I know... I know that's what we hope for and will fight for.

[ It's what keeps her sane, holding on to this rather than awaiting death and nothingness - even if she knows deep inside it's probably not going to go well. ]

The idea of this being 'home' just bothered me during that party, that's all. I got the melancholy all out of me with the card, so it's all good.

It's not home and never could be.

[ Fjord drags the pizza box closer, an arm up for Molly to crawl under if she wants to cuddle against the headboard as Fjord leans back. He hopes it helps for her to hear this all out loud from someone. ]

As soon as Caleb has his tower back, you'll see what home is. We carry it with us.

[ Molly leans against him as soon as he offers, immediately feeling a little better. It does help her to hear it, to know that not everyone thought so. The conversation with Beau had been a little jarring, but in hindsight she realizes why the monk pushed to try to convince her about it, but... Molly was coming home with them.

At the mention of the tower, Molly smiles and reaches for her pizza again. ]

Tell me about it.

Well ...

[ Cuddled up together, he rubs Molly's back and arms. Offers him some pizza. ]

You have to say 'Up' if you want to float up the middle of the tower, there are floors we share together. I have Jester and Beau on mine, Caduceus shares a floor with Yasha and the guest bedroom, and there's a great hall as well as a huge salon with a stained glass window of someone's coat.

[ Kisses find Molly's hair and horns. ]

[ She eats the pizza happily, listening to Fjord. Him, Jester and Beau on one floor, Cad and Yasha on the second... probably Caleb, Not-Veth and Essek, on next. It sounded nice, but at the mention of the salon and the stained glass window, Molly looks up at Fjord with wide eyes. ]

...really? That's... that's really sweet.

When we sit down for drinks it's under a lovely red glow in front of the hearth. You'll love it when you see it, it's basically a fucking ode to you.

[ Tickling her sides! ]

[ Molly squeaks at the tickling, swatting him with her tail. ]

Long may I reign, huh?

You should stay in my room.

[ Gonna catch that tail and have a nibble on the tip! Forbidden spice tonight! ]

[ There's more squeaking from the tiefling and she finds that ridiculous, wiggling her tail and bites at green fingers. ]

I'm not sure I should if you're gonna do this!

But this is my second favourite thing to eat!

[ Ohmnomnom, he's going to try and fit that whole spade in his mouth!! ]

[ The tiefling outright squeals at the whole fucking spade slipping into that stupid, cute mouth and she pulls away, slapping her boyfriend with her chips. ]

Arghble!

[ He spits the spade out as those chips clock him, coughing in between laughter. ]

... Worth it!

( molly; soft boys )

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