[ Molly looks very pleased with the pull closer, and leans in to kiss. His hands come up to cradle Krem's cheek and neck, the tiefling's lips feverishly hot against human ones. There's a few chaste ones first, but then that forked tongue begs entrance and Molly pushes closer.
There might be a hand on the lieutenant's ass. Whoops. ]
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There might be a hand on the lieutenant's ass. Whoops. ]