[ Molly moaning and arching above has Fjord worked up in record time, one last hard bite to a bump on that tail leaving his mark before he gets to his feet and continues to finger him for a few kisses, sliding the digit free as he drapes in from behind. His voice is rough and heavy with want, and he guides Molly's hips back against his own. ]
Exactly how tired are you tonight?
[ The thick, blunt cockhead pressing against Molly's hole wants to be let in but doesn't force the issue as Fjord looms over Molly from behind. He rocks his hips, a dreamy sigh gusting over Molly's shoulder as the tip sinks in almost on second-thought, waiting there for permission to go further.
He did promise him sex on the furs, too. That's still on the cards. ]
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Exactly how tired are you tonight?
[ The thick, blunt cockhead pressing against Molly's hole wants to be let in but doesn't force the issue as Fjord looms over Molly from behind. He rocks his hips, a dreamy sigh gusting over Molly's shoulder as the tip sinks in almost on second-thought, waiting there for permission to go further.
He did promise him sex on the furs, too. That's still on the cards. ]
I love you, let me make you feel good.