As soon as you're born you start dying

[devilstongue]

Who: Molly & OTA
What: Recuperating, catching up, road trips!



>>EVERYONE

[ It's difficult, at first. Memories of the island and Lucien in one are wearing on Molly's mind, but screaming into Fjord's chest for a while and then self-medicating with drinks seems to have quelled it a little bit. It's still difficult to think about what the bastard had done, though. Killed Caleb and Nott, nearly killed Jester.

Them calling out to him over and over and him nearly useless in his attempts to reach the surface.

At least he managed at the end, and the scar splitting him from sternum to skull is proof of that. It's ugly, but it's also a statement of him taking back his life. Just like the scar from Lorenzo is.

Kingsley he doesn't want to think about at all. That thing had made no sense after he was brought back. After he recognized his friends even in his empty mind.

Now all Molly wants is to take back his life and live it better this time. No running towards the eventually wall. He has a future now, full of experiences and exploration. A family, a lover, a ship to eventually set sail on and a road trip of all that he has missed.

Right now he can be found in the Clay's temple, still spending some time in the Blooming Grove while waiting for everyone else to arrive as well. If the fact that he got here with Fjord was anything to go by, Caleb should have been next... but it was Jester instead. Maybe the Island let them go randomly. ]


>>FJORD

[ So far the road trip with Fjord has been great. They've gotten into all kinds of trouble, fought some bandits and seen new places. It was mostly just Empire so far as they made their way towards the Coast, taking the longer scenic route. They could have teleported, but this was part of the fun.

When they arrive in Hupperdook once more, they say hi to Kiri and the Schuster family again before Molly sets off to just throw himself into the nighttime celebrations that he loved so much last time they were here. They could even use those tokens for winning the drinking game back then, and it's spent on interesting new drinks. (One shot almost tasted like oil. In fact, it might just have been oil to fuck with them.)

When they finally reach the inn, Molly's tipsy and covered with the fake flowers the gnomes sold, a burnt-out sparkler still in his hand as they open the door. It feels so very familiar, seeing the one bed inside. Nearly a year ago, sharing rooms with Fjord and the sweet idiot refusing to share the bed as well.

Now, though... ]

Are you going to sleep on the floor this time, love?

Comments

[devilstongue]

[ It's amazing, but understandable. They're been on the road for a while and even the crazy Molly runs out of steam faster that way.

This, though? He was never too tired for, no matter how drunk and travel-weary. ]

With you~?

[ He purrs, tail going from that easy sway to the slow, teasing swish as he walks over to the half-orc in the bed. ]

Hello, sailor.

[ He leans over and grins, a hand coming to stroke through salt-and-pepper hair. ]

Fancy meeting you here.

[halforc]

[ That's a nice view. When he feels fingers comb through his hair he drops his arm off his eyes and catches Molly's hand, pulling it overhead in an attempt to tug him on the bed. He arches up to meet him, grinning. ]

I certainly didn't put a deposit down on you, darlin'.

[devilstongue]

[ Molly slides un top of Fjord in the bed, so familiar with his lover's body that it's second nature by now. That handsome grin is met with a sultry but amused smile from the tiefling, and he wets his lips with his forked tongue.

There's still some fake flowers in his messy long hair, collecting at his horns. ]

Mmm... the deposit is paid by being a hot bastard.

[ Leaning down, he steals a kiss. ]

[halforc]

[ Fjord brings his knees up behind Molly to help him balance on his lap, all hands as he runs them up purple thighs, squeezes hard, and paws his way around to an ass. One hand skims up a tattooed waist and starts distractedly petting a lavender chest as Molly kisses him, a slow tangle of hot tongues as Fjord takes his time warming up his lover. When they have to break for a breath, he grazes his tusks along a peacock-patterned jaw and rocks up his hips to feel the weight of Molly above while dragging that ass down. Getting hard so easily is a natural, immediate reaction by now. Gods, he wants him. ]

Honey, [ that's what Molly is, so sweet, ] I want to fuck you facedown into the bed tonight.

[devilstongue]

[ Molly's wiggling on top of Fjord, smiling into their kisses as his own hands roam. That thick chest, the softness at the half-orc's sides, the drag through dark chest hair. Just being close like this is getting the tiefling worked up, and it's as easy as putting on his coat to get hard for his boyfriend.

He always wants, greedy and shameless.

Leaning against the thrilling feel of those tusks at his jaw, he slides a clever hand towards a dark-green nipple and catches it between calloused fingertips. He might be honey, but there's spice in that blend. ]

You always have the best ideas, love.

[halforc]

[ The pinch to his nipple has him hissing and he spanks Molly for it, getting a firm grip around the base of his tail. He gets a yank. ]

In a minute, anyway.

[ First, he decides Molly needs to be wrapped up in an arm to keep him close, also low enough for Fjord to keep jacking off that tail. Bold, possessive kisses dapple down Molly's neck, settling in the curve. ]

You've been flitting around other people all night, let me wipe their handprints off you.

[devilstongue]

[ Molly is delighted at the spank, but the moan spreads into a whine as his tail is yanked as well. He huffs like he's insulted, but happily accepts that arm to keep him close. ]

Oh...

[ The kisses soften his bratty nature and the hand sliding over his tail like that is very talented at confusing his tongue. Molly purrs against Fjord, moving his hand from that teased nipple to comb through his hair instead. ]

Only you touch me this way.

[halforc]

[ That whine doesn't fool him for a second; he runs his hand down to the first knolls on that tail, stroking his fingers around the bumps. The hand returning to his hair feels like Molly telling him to continue, so he rests his squeezing grip on Molly's ass while toying with his tail and rubs up against his cock where it lies between them, his own pushing free of the loose lacings of his trousers as it grows, ridges starting to stand out around the shaft as he ruts with his boyfriend. Precome starts to slicken the glide, perfect.

It's hard to decide whether to kiss Molly or leave lovebites on his neck, doing a bit of both. ]

You looked so good tonight, everyone wanted to crawl inside you, but I'm going to fuck you full until you're dripping like they never could.

[devilstongue]

[ The soft, pleased sounds from Molly are joined by little gasps as Fjord strokes his tail and grasps at his ass, feeling like he's being teased and rewarded at the same time. The half-orc's fingers play between the bumps of the tail and Molly returns it by rocking his hips a bit, sliding his dick over the ridges of Fjord's.

He adores that cock. It's not only the best one he's aver had, but it's pretty. Fascinating. Delicious. Each ridge makes him want to stretch his lips over them, and that fat head leaking precome makes his mouth water. Molly's the luckiest slut in Exandria, isn't he? ]

Nobody can fuck me better than you, baby. I'd walk down the main street with your come dripping out of me to show everyone just how good.

[ Those kisses and nibbles are what he needs the most, though. The softness under the spice that made him tattoo a ring on his finger and promise to try reining in his visits to other beds to just the the one of person he loves. ]

[halforc]

[ Fjord laughs, kissing Molly delightedly. ]

No need to go quite that far.

[ He throws a leg around Molly's hips to push him onto his back, wrestling playfully with scratches and tugs to thighs and a tail. He adds a spank in, distracting Molly to try and get a bite in at his neck again. ]

[devilstongue]

[ The tiefling laughs, a joyful sound that turns into a squeak as he's pushed back. He grins and retaliates by nipping at Fjord's skin and tickling his sides.

The spank draws a moan from Molly and he's quite thoroughly distracted by how good it feels, and the press of tusks against his neck just adds to his pleased mewl. ]

Going for marking me up good instead, hmm?

[halforc]

[ There's so much joy involved in being together with Molly, it makes Fjord feel much younger than he is as he nibbles on a purple neck. He wriggles a knee in between long legs, settling against him so they can catch their breath while aligned from thighs to chest. Tossing hair out of his eyes, he looks up at him (or down, depending) and tries not to flinch from all the tickling, huffing. ]

Well, it saves you parading around bare-ass naked later.

[ He kisses him then, cupping Molly head and shifting with him on the bed just to enjoy the feel of their bodies on the cramped mattress. It's not just the threat of falling off the edge that keeps Fjord squirrelled close, smiling into the press of lips. ]

Please tell me the oil is somewhere in your clothes on the floor.

[devilstongue]

[ Molly really has no chance to 'win' at wrestling Fjord despite the tickling, so he hits the pillow with a laugh and looks up at his lover with a wide, toothy smile. He grinds down a bit against that knee between his legs, his tail coming to wrap around a green ankle.

He meets that kiss eagerly, sighing happily as he curls his tongue by a tusk. He loves this man so much, every moment together feeling so damn right. They're back home and they're together.

At the question, he chuckles a little and nods. ]

Coat, secret breast pocket on the right.

[halforc]

Okay, but where's your fucking coat gotten to? Argh ...

[ Grumbling against Molly's mouth, he reluctantly leans up and swipes for the coat draped on a chair nearby, held in place by the tail on his ankle. He uses that to balance, yanking the coat toward them with a triumphant Woop! ]

Secret pocket ... it's not that secret, you know.

[ He gives Molly a look, knowing he's got more pockets than he lets on, and ferrets out the oil. The bed creaks in protest as Fjord bounces back into position, this time using a tusk to unstopper the vial. ]

Just going to lie back and be spoiled tonight, huh? Tsk.

[ Not that he minds, kissing him on the cheek. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Molly quickly tightens his tail around that ankle to not drop Fjord as the half-orc dives for lube. He laughs at the 'woop' and then sticks his tongue out a bit when the half-orc mentions his pockets. Fjord is quite right, there's a lot of them hidden in the coat. ]

Lube needs to be found. My secrets, not so much.

[ When Fjord gets back in the bed, Molly purrs and wiggles a bit to get comfortable again, laughing as his cheek is kissed and he's called out for being a lazy pillow princess. ]

Long may I reign.

[halforc]

Alright, I better get to work.

[ He pokes his tongue out right back at him, sitting up between Molly's legs where he spends a moment running his hands up and down his thighs, tickling a little under the bend of a knee. His grin widens as he slicks up his fingers, sliding them over Molly's neglected cock at first to give him a few lazy strokes. Petting his pillow princess. ]

This bed ... is definitely not made for fucking.

[ It's so damn small he has to loop Molly's legs around his hips just so his legs don't fall off the side. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Molly sighs happily as Fjord touches him again, like the brief pause of getting the lube was a huge inconvenience. The tickle draws a laugh from him that quickly turn into a moan as his half-hard cock is stroked by slick, clever fingers.

Smiling, he 'helps' by hooking his feet together as his legs are hoisted over those nice and cushiony love handles. ]

It's a fun challenge, though.

[ Even as it creaks in a slight warning from their movements. ]

[halforc]

Baby, you're more than enough of a challenge in the bedroom for me without bringing the furniture into it.

[ He pinches a thigh, off-setting the firm, steady strokes Molly is getting. Fjord is already achingly hard and has to use that pinching hand to rub down his ridges a little, taking off the edge with a shiver. The blush that stains his cheeks makes his chest and navel greener, a faint stain of red around the tip of his cock. ]

Jeez-fuck, you're driving me crazy, Molly.

[devilstongue]

[ That makes him laugh happily, gasping as he's stroked further and brought to full hardness in no time at all. Drunkenness had a bit of an effect on it, but nothing would stop him from feeling so fucking good when his boyfriend touched him.

Fjord is so gorgeous like this, too - ruddy and wanton. Molly reaches down to add his fingers to the half-orc's, stroking him and biting his lips in excitement as he feels the thick, hot flesh in his hand. ]

You... fuck, you drive me mad, too. I want you, love. I always do.

[halforc]

Oh, you're playing nice ... [ He brings that hand up to kiss the palm. ] Sweet thing tonight.

[ Then he brings that hand to his hair and slides down, shouldering Molly's thighs to get between them and lick a long, hot line up his slender cock, sucking on the tip. It's all easy and languid, as much as taking Molly's hand in the street, the familiarity of the body beneath him is as homely as his own. He plans to fuck him into the bed until it breaks but there's no harm in drawing out the foreplay beforehand, not when Molly relishes it so much and it makes Fjord feel useful. ]

Mmmm ...

[devilstongue]

Always sweet for you, love... [ Molly grins and then gasps as his thighs are pulled higher to accommodate a wonderful tongue that makes his body quake under Fjord's touch. ] ...and a little spicy.

[ He moans softly, loving the way Fjord takes his time - yet impatient for more, like always. It's a perfect mix. ]

So good to me, baby...

[ They're so familiar with each other's bodies, yet it never gets dull for Molly. It just feels so good, and Fjord knows all the weak spots on the lavender body. That includes the new scarring that splits his upper body, curving over flushed features and a heated grin. ]

[halforc]

[ The way Molly reacts to him with a full-bodied shiver is lovely, frankly charming that he lets Fjord see how much he wants him. He sucks him down between his tusks, tongue cushioning the length of Molly's cock and lips sucking three-quarters of the way down. He bobs his head and gives him a hot mouth to fuck, unhurried. Salt burns across his palate, only making his mouth water more. ]

[devilstongue]

[ The press of those tusks on the sides of his cock is so uniquely Fjord, and Molly loves it. Nobody else could do this to him, could feel the same when sinking into that heat, and the tapered head makes it easier to slide inside and suck. There's a shaky moan from the tiefling and he immediately reaches down to slide his hands into salt-and-pepper hair, leaning his head back in bliss. ]

Oh, love...

[halforc]

Mmmmm ...

[ Taking his time with him, he cups Molly's balls to knead them in his palm while swallowing him down, only pulling back to suckle around the sensitive tip. His tongue may not be forked but it is long and broad, and he can roll it over Molly's slit with no problem in a firm back-and-forth. ]

Mmm, mmmmrrrrrghhh.

[ With a growl for extra spice. ]

[devilstongue]

[ The tiefling as all pleased, breathy sounds as Fjord sucks him, adoring the way he pulls back to suck and lave his wonderful tongue against the slit. Those big hands toying with his balls adds more shivers through him, and Molly swears he can feel his own pulse throb in his cock from all the stimulation.

Especially when Fjord adds his hums and growls around it, making the hand in his hair tighten and the tiefling cry out. ]

Yes, just like that.... fuck, you're so good at this.

[ Just bearly a year of liking dick and Fjord's a fucking natural. ]