[ His heart is weak for sweet gestures like that, able to see Molly a lot better with the braid finished. He kisses him back gratefully and licks his way into that familiar mouth after days spent worrying he would never get to taste him again, prepared to just provide pecks on the cheek for as long as the Empty One needed to keep his walls up but incredibly relieved that's all a moot point now. Fjord can't deny that he likes the heat of Molly's mouth under his, the sweep of a forked tongue that melts his spine has him relaxing more than he has since he sprouted wider hips and leaning into his boyfriend's space.
In between the hot press of kisses, he exhales a long, deep breath of relief and curls a fist in the back of Molly's shirt. It's not unlike the sensation of getting hard when he tilts forward to feel more of him, except for how the pleasure spreads so much faster across his lower half, matching the beat of his heart. ]
[ Molly's heart flutters at the deepening of that kiss, and he missed it. Lips and tongue and sweet sounds, mouthing over a tusk and smiling against the half-orc like his heart is about to jump out of his chest. ]
I missed you too. I missed us, I missed knowing how much I love you.
[ He can't quite resist touching Fjord and those clever hands slide inside that straining shirt to better cup those breasts. It wasn't as easy as running his hands down strong but well-fed pecs, but he likes it. ]
Can I touch you like this, or is it too weird for you?
[ Molly stops at that and instead leans to the half-orc with a smile. ]
Fair enough, love. I understand.
[ Not everyone had his loose sense of gender, so if it bothers Fjord then he's not going to touch. Reaching over, the pours himself more juice to drink. ]
[ Molly curls his tail around Fjord as they eat. Hearing him talk about his oath like that makes the tiefling's heart warm, and he leans against those smaller shoulders. ]
It sounds perfect. Explore the world, see every port there is. I want to experience everything, so we're a good match.
[ The idea of being on the sea and doing all these things are making him so happy. ]
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In between the hot press of kisses, he exhales a long, deep breath of relief and curls a fist in the back of Molly's shirt. It's not unlike the sensation of getting hard when he tilts forward to feel more of him, except for how the pleasure spreads so much faster across his lower half, matching the beat of his heart. ]
I missed you.
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I missed you too. I missed us, I missed knowing how much I love you.
[ He can't quite resist touching Fjord and those clever hands slide inside that straining shirt to better cup those breasts. It wasn't as easy as running his hands down strong but well-fed pecs, but he likes it. ]
Can I touch you like this, or is it too weird for you?
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His hands cover Molly's to bring them out of his shirt, preferring them over it, and he parts the kiss. ]
Bit weird, sorry.
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Fair enough, love. I understand.
[ Not everyone had his loose sense of gender, so if it bothers Fjord then he's not going to touch. Reaching over, the pours himself more juice to drink. ]
Tell me your favorite memory of the sea.
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[ He does the same as Molly and picks at the food, an arm still draped around him as they pick at the meal. ]
She asked if I wanted to explore the oceans that were uncharted, to always be on the move, and I said yes. She knew me better than anyone.
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It sounds perfect. Explore the world, see every port there is. I want to experience everything, so we're a good match.
[ The idea of being on the sea and doing all these things are making him so happy. ]