[ Molly is quick and eager to invite Krem to the training paddock up by the stables, where they can do a lot of things other than training. He would invite the cute fighter to his house, but he and his boyfriend had an understanding to not bring others home.
His tail sways slightly as he waits, dressed in overly tight leggings and his high boots, a nice, low-cut shirt baring a sliver of his chest and all the scars there. He's a sight of both friendliness and hunger in one, hand on his hip and playing slightly with one of his necklaces. ]
[Krem is all nerves about it, because Molly seems awfully confident about everything, and Krem is confident about...sparring. And that's about where his confidence ends! But, as it's just sparring, he's come as comfortably as he was comfortable coming, which means his linen trouser and shirt--and not even the stay that he normally wears underneath, so there's a noticeable curve of breast that wouldn't normally be there.
At least it seems private enough. Nobody seemed to notice him coming, anyway. So he can stop being nervous any time.
He waves a bit as he approaches. No time like the present!]
[ Molly perks up as he sees the man arrive, tail swishing more excitedly bit as he gives a wave back. There are two scimitars on his belt, but he seems more interested in the flirting part than the sparring, immediately moving up to put a hand on Krem's chestpiece and gently pushing him against a fence post. There's a fanged smile as Molly looks at him with those red, red eyes. ]
[Two things happen: Krem is very aware that he could shove Molly back, all sorts of stumbling and apologies and focusing on literally anything else. And also, Krem is very aware of just how quickly his body responds to something as simple as getting backed up against a fence post. Something he has definitely learned about himself.
Later, he's going to be embarrassed about sounding all breathless and whatever about this whole thing, but you try not being breathless when an attractive purple demon person shoves you into a fence post and leers like that.]
[ Molly smiles at that sweet polite greeting. He looks a little too close to a desire demon like this, but it's a genuine smile and he's not offering any deals to steal a soul. ]
It's really nice to meet you, too. I'm glad Bull has a friend here, and you're definitely in for a treat in this place. Just know that it messes with you sometimes, so try to be clear with what you want.
Treat's an interesting way of pointing it, when you say it's going to mess with me...I don't know if that's a warning or a promise.
[Being clear about what he wants would be a lot easier if he knew what he wanted. Right now, though? He puts his hands on Molly's hips and pulls him a bit closer.]
Yeah. Yeah, we could...we could start with a kiss.
[ 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. ]
[For all that it starts out pretty chaste and sweet, the combination of very warm lips and Molly's strangely forked tongue and the hands on his ass are enough for Krem to happily go for it. He's had enough practice at this portion of an encounter that it's confident, playful, even a little cheeky. Everything he lacks in actually flirting seems to be found right now.
He tucks a thigh between Molly's legs and drags him against it.]
[ There's a chuckle at the new wave of confidence in Krem, and Molly is more than happy to explore that mouth, teasing with tongue and fang. The introduction of a thigh into the making out is lovely, and he shamelessly presses against it so that the soldier can feel the effect those kisses have on him.
One hand steadily on that perfect ass, the other wanders over Krem's body, appreciating the strong arms of someone swinging around big weapons.
He purrs against Krem's cheek and then tilts his head a bit to place another a kiss down the line of his neck. ]
[The attention to his neck has Krem tilting his head back, knocking gently against the post, as he lets out a soft noise of pleasure. The feeling of Molly's arousal, the coast of his warm touch and that wonderful attention, are all good.
He gently takes one of Molly's adventuring hands and shifts it from his arms to cup his chest. There's a little nervousness in guidance.]
Not intending to, darling. Just let me know if anything is off-limits.
[ Molly presses another kiss against Krem's throat, red eyes gleaming as he starts making a little hickey while rocking his hips more against the human as he's hardening nicely thanks to that knee to rub on. (It's a perilous place to put your dick, but he doubts he's going to be attacked right now.)
Clever purple hands are still exploring happily, roaming over the skin and finding a nipple to tease. ]
['Off-limits' is probably something Krem should figure out at some point, but Molly's not asking questions and Krem's more happy about that than he really knows what to do with right now. He likes this. Kissing and slight pain-pleasure and arousal pressed against.
He grinds and rocks against Molly too, panting softly for a bit before he tilts to get back to kissing properly again.]
[ Molly purrs as Krem takes a moment to breathe before their lips meet again. The tiefling is quite genderfluid so he has no questions to ask, just happy explorations. Smiling, he pulls back a little bit off that knee, sliding a hand down to the human's pants instead. ]
Can I touch you? Or do you want to keep it to this? Either is quite good.
[Krem eases his leg back a little bit, careful of all the sensitive bits. The moment of space lets Krem consider the trajectory--and how quickly it's escalated.]
Yeah. No, yes, I--I want to touch. Touch me. Touch you. Yeah, I want to do that.
[Oh, that gets a noise out of Krem, all frustrated and momentarily inarticulate and definitely complaining that they might be stopping? They might be stopping.]
It's, uh... I haven't... [Spit it out, Cremisius.] You'd only be the second person I've ever been with and I don't really know what I'm doing. So I--I want to. I just...
[Real quiet and embarrassed] I don't want to fuck it up.
Well, you haven't done anything to warrant that yet. And I'm fairly certain I could make you stop anything I didn't like without resorting to that, either. You're just a waif of a thing, even if the swords are very handsome.
[He reaches up and gently grabs Molly by the horn, near the root, where he knows on Bull there's a lot more feeling. No yanking or anything. Just feeling the warmth where skin turns into something else.]
Do you want to keep going? I didn't mean to put you off.
[ Oh, the kissing is back, and even more excited this time. He playfully nips at a lower lip and then chuckles as he feels the grasp on his horn to go downwards. ]
Mmm... letting me do this is wonderful. I love going down on people.
[ Kneeling down, Molly starts unlacing those pants with glee, smiling up at Krem under full lashes accented by kohl. ]
Lean against the fence, hmm? Put one leg on my shoulder.
[It's a little exposed, getting the pants open and down far enough and getting in a good position, but they figure it out. At least his balance is good enough for it. For now.
He leans back and gets his leg over Molly's shoulder and tugs at his horn again, just a little bit.]
[ He purrs, leaning in to place a kiss at a navel teasingly. It was a slightly difficult angle, but damn if he isn't happy to try. His kisses and little lovebites slowly travel downward, pressing his nose against curls and then slipping his forked tongue out between folds to both taste and find just what he's looking for.
It is always delicious, no matter who he's putting his mouth on, and he smiles against Krem before laving his tongue over that lovely little cock. ]
[Even if Krem's worried that he should be doing something to reciprocate, he can worry about that later. Right now, he just sort of focuses in on the attention. And it's good attention. The feeling is a little more muted than fingers, somehow, but maybe that's the angle. It doesn't really matter, because he can shift his hips and move Molly's head and get him right where he wants him and--]
[ Molly lets Krem have all the reins to this, focusing on where those strong hands want him as he tries out what the human likes. He focuses around that dick with tongue and lips, but also doesn't want to overstimulate and make it painful - so he plays around, seeing what's good for Krem, licking over folds and mouthing over sensitive skin but staying out of the front hole unless he's yanked over there.
The 'fuck' he's rewarded with has him purring again, and the little rumble adds an extra layer to all of it as Molly's happily giving head. ]
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For Krem
His tail sways slightly as he waits, dressed in overly tight leggings and his high boots, a nice, low-cut shirt baring a sliver of his chest and all the scars there. He's a sight of both friendliness and hunger in one, hand on his hip and playing slightly with one of his necklaces. ]
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At least it seems private enough. Nobody seemed to notice him coming, anyway. So he can stop being nervous any time.
He waves a bit as he approaches. No time like the present!]
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Hello, soldier.
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Later, he's going to be embarrassed about sounding all breathless and whatever about this whole thing, but you try not being breathless when an attractive purple
demonperson shoves you into a fence post and leers like that.]Hi...nice to, uh. Meet you?
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It's really nice to meet you, too. I'm glad Bull has a friend here, and you're definitely in for a treat in this place. Just know that it messes with you sometimes, so try to be clear with what you want.
[ He raises a brow with a smirk. ]
So. Did you want a kiss?
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[Being clear about what he wants would be a lot easier if he knew what he wanted. Right now, though? He puts his hands on Molly's hips and pulls him a bit closer.]
Yeah. Yeah, we could...we could start with a kiss.
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There might be a hand on the lieutenant's ass. Whoops. ]
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He tucks a thigh between Molly's legs and drags him against it.]
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One hand steadily on that perfect ass, the other wanders over Krem's body, appreciating the strong arms of someone swinging around big weapons.
He purrs against Krem's cheek and then tilts his head a bit to place another a kiss down the line of his neck. ]
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He gently takes one of Molly's adventuring hands and shifts it from his arms to cup his chest. There's a little nervousness in guidance.]
...please don't stop...?
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[ Molly presses another kiss against Krem's throat, red eyes gleaming as he starts making a little hickey while rocking his hips more against the human as he's hardening nicely thanks to that knee to rub on. (It's a perilous place to put your dick, but he doubts he's going to be attacked right now.)
Clever purple hands are still exploring happily, roaming over the skin and finding a nipple to tease. ]
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He grinds and rocks against Molly too, panting softly for a bit before he tilts to get back to kissing properly again.]
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[ Molly purrs as Krem takes a moment to breathe before their lips meet again. The tiefling is quite genderfluid so he has no questions to ask, just happy explorations. Smiling, he pulls back a little bit off that knee, sliding a hand down to the human's pants instead. ]
Can I touch you? Or do you want to keep it to this? Either is quite good.
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Yeah. No, yes, I--I want to touch. Touch me. Touch you. Yeah, I want to do that.
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You don't sound fully sure, darling. We can always continue this later.
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It's, uh... I haven't... [Spit it out, Cremisius.] You'd only be the second person I've ever been with and I don't really know what I'm doing. So I--I want to. I just...
[Real quiet and embarrassed] I don't want to fuck it up.
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You're not going to fuck anything up, unless you decide to kick me in the nuts... and frankly, I'd probably deserve it if you do.
[ Molly had been moving rather quick, after all. ]
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[He reaches up and gently grabs Molly by the horn, near the root, where he knows on Bull there's a lot more feeling. No yanking or anything. Just feeling the warmth where skin turns into something else.]
Do you want to keep going? I didn't mean to put you off.
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[ Hot.
He leans into that hold on his horn, a pleased purr rumbling in his chest. Now that Krem is clear, he has no problems. ]
How about you use that horn to guide where you want me, hmm? I could suck your cock.
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Nobody's ever called it that before...
[Okay, first thing's first. Kissing again. Kissing a lot for that one. Because that was--yup. Yup, yes, good. And then...
Yeah, a little yanking and shoving by the horn until Molly gets down on his knees in front of Krem.]
Can I do anything for you...?
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[ Oh, the kissing is back, and even more excited this time. He playfully nips at a lower lip and then chuckles as he feels the grasp on his horn to go downwards. ]
Mmm... letting me do this is wonderful. I love going down on people.
[ Kneeling down, Molly starts unlacing those pants with glee, smiling up at Krem under full lashes accented by kohl. ]
Lean against the fence, hmm? Put one leg on my shoulder.
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He leans back and gets his leg over Molly's shoulder and tugs at his horn again, just a little bit.]
Like this?
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[ He purrs, leaning in to place a kiss at a navel teasingly. It was a slightly difficult angle, but damn if he isn't happy to try. His kisses and little lovebites slowly travel downward, pressing his nose against curls and then slipping his forked tongue out between folds to both taste and find just what he's looking for.
It is always delicious, no matter who he's putting his mouth on, and he smiles against Krem before laving his tongue over that lovely little cock. ]
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Fuck...
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The 'fuck' he's rewarded with has him purring again, and the little rumble adds an extra layer to all of it as Molly's happily giving head. ]
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