Dorian pulls in his bottom lip to worry as Molly keeps moving, his cock oversensitive but still hard. The praise feels better than he likes to admit and all he can manage in that moment is a soft nod and Mmm-hmmn~ in agreement. He's still feeling a little guilty for giving it up so soon when Molly hasn't come close to his second climax.
"S-sorry. I'll--I'll have to work on my control, for next time." Because by gods he hopes there's a next time. They've already been unable to keep their hands off each other for round two, and he wants to get better. Wants to see more of Mollymauk Tealeaf. Wants to experience all the other can show him. And it certainly has nothing to do with the warm feelings bubbling up in his chest after that orgasm. It's just the euphoria and absolute thirst talking.
Thank fuck Molly distracts him as he leans down close once more, this time sinking his sharp teeth into his neck. His whole body is still aflame with his orgasm and just that little makes him gasp and arch under the other. He wraps his arms around the Tiefling to just hold on for dear life. His fingers spread out along his spine and drag his nails down his back. He shifts ever-so-slightly under the other to angle his hips and thrust up once more with the rock of the Teifling's own. One hand once again slid down to find the base of that whip-like tail. This time he strokes it and massages at the base before wrapping his fingers around it like it was Molly's cock. He grips it firmly and gives it a little lift as he keeps fucking up into the other in an attempt to hit his prostate and help him reach his second climax.
molly registers dorian spoke, but his words don't click. he's too deep in it now, even through dorian softening inside him. eventually, he stills his hips' movements until he's sitting back on his cock, all of his focus now on pumping himself to his second finish. it doesn't take long-- with a beautiful man like dorian underneath him and that whispered little command, molly cries out, one quiet little sob, and he's coming a second time, adding to the sticky, wet mess between them. it decorates them both, turning purple and blue skin into a painted masterpiece.
after a moment to catch his breath, molly lifts just one more time, enough for dorian to slide out of him, and then settles in his lap again. he forgets about his own orgasm for a moment, the hand on dorian's cheek pressing closer still.
"dorian," he murmurs quietly, his expression softening. "don't ever apologize for that. i want you to enjoy sex with me so much that you can't help but fill me as soon as you can. you did perfectly, and i have no doubt that next time will be just as perfect as this one. okay? it was great. really great."
molly tips dorian's head back enough that he can kiss him, softly, and with affection instead of lust. he knows having feelings is... probably not the best thing for him right now, but maybe he can enjoy this while it lasts.
"now. where was i?" he purrs lowly, his tail flicking to and fro with interest. molly reaches back to grip his ass cheek, pulling it aside to allow what dorian had given him to slide out of his hole, slowly. it's a warm, strange feeling, but when it does begin to drip, landing on dorian's softening cock, molly hopes it'll drag those beautiful noises from him a second time.
"can't you feel that? what a good job you did for me?"
As the other sits back, his fingers follow the length of that tail to wind it around in his grip and let it squeeze his forearm. His free hand rests on Molly's thigh, watching intently as the Tiefling furiously strokes himself to climax. He takes in every beautiful moment of his orgasm, watching it ripple through his entire body and how it's painted on his face. His hand moves off his thigh to press to his stomach, feeling it lurch and undulate as he spills every last drop between them, and all over him, leaving a mess on his torso and pooling in the valleys of his lithe frame. He'll be committing that scene to memory for a long, long time and likely get off to it when he's alone and horny.
He tips his cheek into the affectionate palm when Molly touches his face and kisses the warm skin. His brow furrows softly with a grunt as the other slides off of his weeping member. He'll smile against Molly's hand at the encouraging words, head still swimming in euphoria but slowly coming down and settling into a warm, fuzzy lethargy. Still, as the other kisses him, he'll kiss in kind, mirroring the gentle passion and feeling his chest swell and flutter with something other than lust. Later he'll blame it on the blissed-out state of his brain. For now, though, he winds his arms around him once more to spread his hands all over every inch of his body in affectionate touches and a loving embrace.
He's surprised when the Tiefling reaches back to stretch himself, unsure at first until he feels the warm drip of his load against that oversensitive length. He hums softly with approval and nods, hands moving to stroke down Molly's thighs then back up around his hips to curl fingertips against the top of his ass. He just can't get enough of touching all over the Tiefling, so completely tactile as he rides the passionate high.
"We should probably hop in a nice warm bath soon. But I don't feel like moving at the moment." He'll lean up to pepper kisses along Molly's jaw and down his throat, across his clavicles, and back to his lips.
"I'd spend all day in this bed with you if you'd let me."
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"S-sorry. I'll--I'll have to work on my control, for next time." Because by gods he hopes there's a next time. They've already been unable to keep their hands off each other for round two, and he wants to get better. Wants to see more of Mollymauk Tealeaf. Wants to experience all the other can show him. And it certainly has nothing to do with the warm feelings bubbling up in his chest after that orgasm. It's just the euphoria and absolute thirst talking.
Thank fuck Molly distracts him as he leans down close once more, this time sinking his sharp teeth into his neck. His whole body is still aflame with his orgasm and just that little makes him gasp and arch under the other. He wraps his arms around the Tiefling to just hold on for dear life. His fingers spread out along his spine and drag his nails down his back. He shifts ever-so-slightly under the other to angle his hips and thrust up once more with the rock of the Teifling's own. One hand once again slid down to find the base of that whip-like tail. This time he strokes it and massages at the base before wrapping his fingers around it like it was Molly's cock. He grips it firmly and gives it a little lift as he keeps fucking up into the other in an attempt to hit his prostate and help him reach his second climax.
"Come for me."
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after a moment to catch his breath, molly lifts just one more time, enough for dorian to slide out of him, and then settles in his lap again. he forgets about his own orgasm for a moment, the hand on dorian's cheek pressing closer still.
"dorian," he murmurs quietly, his expression softening. "don't ever apologize for that. i want you to enjoy sex with me so much that you can't help but fill me as soon as you can. you did perfectly, and i have no doubt that next time will be just as perfect as this one. okay? it was great. really great."
molly tips dorian's head back enough that he can kiss him, softly, and with affection instead of lust. he knows having feelings is... probably not the best thing for him right now, but maybe he can enjoy this while it lasts.
"now. where was i?" he purrs lowly, his tail flicking to and fro with interest. molly reaches back to grip his ass cheek, pulling it aside to allow what dorian had given him to slide out of his hole, slowly. it's a warm, strange feeling, but when it does begin to drip, landing on dorian's softening cock, molly hopes it'll drag those beautiful noises from him a second time.
"can't you feel that? what a good job you did for me?"
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He tips his cheek into the affectionate palm when Molly touches his face and kisses the warm skin. His brow furrows softly with a grunt as the other slides off of his weeping member. He'll smile against Molly's hand at the encouraging words, head still swimming in euphoria but slowly coming down and settling into a warm, fuzzy lethargy. Still, as the other kisses him, he'll kiss in kind, mirroring the gentle passion and feeling his chest swell and flutter with something other than lust. Later he'll blame it on the blissed-out state of his brain. For now, though, he winds his arms around him once more to spread his hands all over every inch of his body in affectionate touches and a loving embrace.
He's surprised when the Tiefling reaches back to stretch himself, unsure at first until he feels the warm drip of his load against that oversensitive length. He hums softly with approval and nods, hands moving to stroke down Molly's thighs then back up around his hips to curl fingertips against the top of his ass. He just can't get enough of touching all over the Tiefling, so completely tactile as he rides the passionate high.
"We should probably hop in a nice warm bath soon. But I don't feel like moving at the moment." He'll lean up to pepper kisses along Molly's jaw and down his throat, across his clavicles, and back to his lips.
"I'd spend all day in this bed with you if you'd let me."