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]

[ 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.

[devilstongue]

[ He feels so damn accomplished when Fjord bottoms out inside him, and Molly joins that groan as he feels the heavy, full balls against his own. He arches a bit into those sweet kisses, gasping when he feels the movement rock the heavy weight of his lover so deep inside him. ]

Fuck... you feel so good, love. Filling me up, it's like there's nothing else but you inside me.

[halforc]

[ As much time as he can stand is given to let Molly adjust, fraying Fjord's patience faster than usual. He can smell Molly's scent mixing with his own and it has him groaning, spreading his knees to get his balance back and start fucking him into the bed, loud noises of appreciation filling the room with the wet slap of flesh, green on purple. So tight, his mind whirls with it, tusks scraping the curve of a neck. He's wet as a woman. Molly sometimes is, also blowing Fjord's arousal up a notch. If Molly had been a woman tonight then he would have been able to get pregnant, oh gods ...

Fjord rests his forehead on a shoulder, refocusing on fucking his boyfriend and holding him down with a hand in the small of his back. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Ass up and face down, Molly's fucked just like he deserves by a man so madly in love with him that he just cannot hold back. The tiefling cries out as those thrusts makes his whole body quiver, each wet slap making his toes curl. He loves it, all of it as those tusks brush past a pulsepoint and Fjord fucks him down into the bed so he can do nothing more than take it like he was born for it.

The half-orc seems extra heated tonight, and while Molly doesn't know Fjord's eager thrusts into his wet little hole makes the man think of little green tieflings again, he definitely knows his lover is riled up.

It's perfect. ].

Gods, just like that... so deep in me, baby.

[halforc]

[ With his voice roughened and panting, cock buried in a hot ass that squeezes him faithfully, Fjord replies. ]

You're so good ...

[ He squirrels a hand between Molly and the bedsheets to take his cock in-hand and squeeze under the tip, continuing to fuck him in long, drawn-out thrusts that shake the bed with loud wooden creaks. Heat rushes up the back of his neck and he arches his back to grind deeper, cock twitching inside Molly as ridges thicken. ]

Honey ...

[ It doesn't feel like he can come twice tonight or even like he wants to, it's all a rush and makes him hungrier realising he doesn't need to wait. ]

You're beautiful, so gorgeous, [ tusks scrape at shoulders and he adjusts his angle, wanting to hit that sweet spot and bring Molly all the pleasure he can, ] gods, I feel ... feel so strange, I need you so much.

[devilstongue]

[ Fjord sounds blissed out and it's amazing, seeing him happily take his pleasure like this. It doesn't mean the half-orc forgets about Molly, though, and that's part of why he loves him so much.

The hand on his cock makes Molly keen and rock his hips a bit, whining at the feeling of his wet, dripping cock slightly squeezed as Fjord angles him just right to drive him out of his mind.

The tiefling's head is half mush from how good he feels, only barely registering that his lover says he feels weird. Just that he needs him so much. Just like Molly needs him. ]

You've got me, I'm yours... your lover, your mate, anything you want.

[halforc]

Mine. All mine.

[ The raw snarl edging his voice is rare and easily distinguished, an effect of mating instincts usually absent. They only crop up now and again. Haven't since the return from the Nameless Island. It's ... almost a new experience again as Fjord pins Molly down and plays with his cock, rutting as deep as he can manage with gasping breaths beside a horn.

No, it is different.

Fjord groans; his cock starts to feel incredible around the base and he has to tip his head back to breathe as a fourth ridge thickens faster than the others, stretching Molly wider so that Fjord is stuck inside. Stuck. ]

God —!

[ With an orc's knot. It feels so good to trap his mate on his cock, to own him so that no one else can take his rightful place. ]

[devilstongue]

[ He recognizes that tone in his lover's voice and the snarl that makes his spine tingle. It's the same he's heard the couple of times he's begged and moaned for Fjord to breed him. Excitement and pleasure rushes through Molly and he whines as the half-orc ruts so deep and perfect in him.

That's when something changes and he suddenly feels stretched even further, a new ridge catching on his rim as it swells until he's afraid he'll break. It's so big, stretching him so wide that he cries out, coming hard against the sheets and completely ruining them with both seed and claws. ]

Fjord, fuck! Fuck, gods... how... you're... ah!

[ He can't think, overwhelmed and with pleasure rushing through him so hard that he whites out completely. Molly's trapped on that cock, and while he has no idea what's going on, he fucking loves it. ]

[halforc]

[ The feel of Molly clenching around him has Fjord moaning along into the curve of a neck, milking him through his orgasm so the sheets are ruined and he can smell his mate's seed staining the cheap bed. He pushes him down into the mess and his chest rumbles with a growl behind Molly, every twitch of his hips rocking them together and keeping his hard cock pressed up against a prostate, ensuring his mate is well-fucked. ]

Orc sex.

[ Every slow roll that creaks the wooden bedframe is delicious around his shaft, his knot throbbing as Fjord stirs his cock in that tight, wet hole. ]

Baby ... are you hurt? I can't — can't — pull out.