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?

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[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. ]

[halforc]

[ A natural at sucking Molly's dick, maybe. Anyone else and he might bite where he should have sucked.

He swallows him down until his nose brushes purple curls, then looks up and gives another growl that vibrates all through the cock that rests down his throat. And he winks. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Molly mewls as he feels himself taken to the hilt, and his tail wraps harder around Fjord's ankle. The growl has his free hand claws at the bed linen (and how he will miss the springy mattresses of the Island), that wink so hot and silly at the same time. ]

Fuck, Fjord... gonna come if you keep that up.

[halforc]

[ His laugh melts around that cock before he lifts his head up, grinning widely. ]

Can't have that, sweetheart.

[ He sits back on his knees, pawing his way down Molly's legs to give them a shove to one side. It takes everything in him not to be a slave to his needs and fuck him then and there, but he needs to open him up first. Even the desperation to bury his cock in Molly's tight ass doesn't outweigh Fjord's loving concern. ]

Go on, like I said. On your belly.

[devilstongue]

[ He adores that laugh, joining it with his own before he's eagerly shoved. Molly turns carefully in the small bed, as he doesn't want to fall off - falling on his ass is not the way he wants to end up with bruises tonight.

He settles happily on his belly, curling his tail up over his back for easy access to that hot little hole. The greedy tiefling wants to feel those thick fingers in him, opening him up so they can fuck on this frail little bed like the horny bastards they are. ]

Come on, baby. Hurry up.

[halforc]

I'm planning on being inside you for a few hours, at least. Don't rush my prep.

[ Another spank! catches the curve of that ass before he starts kneading it, thumbs spreading Molly open before a single thick finger sinks inside and turns, curling inside him. The tiefling-hot ass of his fiance has Fjord humming in approval and he guides that swaying tail into his mouth to be bitten still, giving Molly more bruises to remember him by tomorrow. Once the molten tension around his thrusting finger starts to ease he forces in a second, slow and insistent. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Hours. That has Molly smiling greedily before he's spanked, something that immediately draws a dirty whine from his lips. Gods, that always felt so good, anb Fjord rubs the heat from the spank further by kneading the lavender cheek. When the then spreads Molly open he's rewarded by a filthy moan and eager wiggle of his tail.

Molly takes that finger inside with a rumbling purr, knowing just how to relax to swallow it deep into his body. The tightness around the digit is like a vice for a moment before it remember that touch and eases, aided by the slick oil and curl.

The bite to his tail is rewarded by another keen and ripped sheets, and the impatient and turned-on tiefling tries to rock back against the finger, to fuck himself on it as he's spread to take two. ]

[halforc]

You're like a cat in heat, Molls.

[ Teasing him as Molly's tail falls from his lips to drape over his shoulder, he fucks him steadily on the pumping pressure of his fingers, nudging further each time a knuckle sinks from sight. It's so hypnotising to watch, the dark green of his digits eaten up by the faintly pink, oily hole surrounded by blushing lavender.

Fjord take a deep breath to steady his instincts. ]

I might be a little rough tonight, fair warning.

[devilstongue]

What can I say - ah - you have that effect on me.

[ Molly says with a pleased grin, curling his tail around his fiancé's shoulder as it's moved up. He sings so prettily for Fjord, moans and gasps and breathless praise as those fingers move inside him, opening him up more and more and sending heat and need through his body.

The warning makes him purr and he turns his head a little, heated red eyes full of affection. ]

You know I like that.

[ Molly loves all kinds of moods Fjord's in, be it making sweet love or hard, desperate fucks. ]

[halforc]

[ A rush of proud possessiveness boils his blood as he catches Molly's eye. ]

I do.

[ His fingers slide free and Fjord brackets over Molly with his arms caging him in, kisses dancing up a shoulder to lean around a horn and steal those lips. Once his balance is sorted he reaches down to guide his cock to that tight hole and presses forward, giving Molly the challenge of taking the thick crown before he's had a third finger.

Fjord doesn't think he has the patience, as long as Molly isn't in pain. ]

I want you to feel this for a few days, want you to let me stretch you out with my dick. Is that okay?

[devilstongue]

[ Molly mourns the loss of those fingers with a whine, but is comforted by Fjord's body around him and sweet kisses traveling over his skin to capture his lips in a kiss. He moans into the half-orc's mouth as he feels that cock line up with his hole and then press forward, slowly opening him up with the thick head. ]

Yes... gods... just go slow.

[ It takes some rocking back and forth to finally have the cockhead breach the tight ring and pop inside him, and the feeling it makes him cry out. Yes, he'll definitely feel this for a while. ]

Fuck, baby... you're so big.

[halforc]

You're so tight, fuck.

[ After a little rocking back and forth to convince Molly's body to let him in, he gasps in relief and presses slowly to sink another inch, drawing his hips away but holding one of Molly's down against the bed. Fjord starts fucking him slowly, barely with a third of his cock, and the oil helps enormously in easing the glide; he can feel resistance, only challenging it when Molly sounds like he wants him to. He screws his eyes shut for a moment, dropping a kiss to an inked shoulder. ]

Oh, baby, ohh ...

[devilstongue]

[ Molly's a moaning, whining mess under Fjord as he's stretched open little by little by that cock. It almost feels like their first time again, trying to accept that massive dick inside him and loving every inch.

Each thrust sinks the half-orc deeper in, and when they reach a ridge the mattress soon has claw marks in it again. He writhes and mewls and pushes back, the slide of the oil helping to sink the ridge inside as well. ]

Love you, gods... you're so perfect for me, baby, and I can take you.... I can take all of you, fuck.

[ He's so very proud of that fact. ]

[halforc]

[ One ridge, two, three ... Fjord groans once he bottoms out, balls pressing up behind Molly's with every slow grind into the rickety bed. Said furniture creaks in protest as their weight sinks into the same place around their hips and Fjord drops kisses all over Molly's shoulder where he bows his head, savouring the experience of being inside his mate again. ]

Got you, honey.