[The touch of desperation to Molly's voice and the glaze over his eyes puts a smile like a dagger on Ren's face, an enjoyment he hasn't been able to feel for a while since coming here. It's an alluring combination to him, being able to make someone squirm and writhe and plea but in a way that they also enjoy it as much as he does, and his kisses and nips against Molly's mouth are eager and devouring right up until the climax, his irregular rhythm working itself out based on what movements are drawing the best reactions. His toes curl a little when Molly's tail wraps around his ankle, but he doesn't let it distract him too much - though there's a certain satisfaction to that as well when he feels it go limp.
It's only when he feels that and the seed spill across his hand that he finally lets go, shifting his thigh carefully out from between Molly's legs so it doesn't disturb his tail too much. Despite the fact that he can feel the pollen fading as well, his mind slowly growing less unfocused and heady than it had been earlier, he nuzzles into Molly right back, finding a spot under his chin and apparently equally content to lie around for a little while despite being wet and sticky and tired.
At the very least, he licks some of the seed off his fingers before he drapes an arm over Molly's waist, out of a combination of curiosity and courtesy. It's an odd taste, but it might be useful to be used to it in future.]
I'm glad you had as much fun as I did. [He would've felt a little bad if he hadn't been able to reciprocate in a satisfying way.] And you lived up to all those pushy high expectations of mine, too...
[Now that he's not focused on drawing out Molly's reactions, he definitely looks and sounds a little exhausted in the same way he was earlier. Logically, he knows he should probably wash up before he inevitably falls asleep or it's going to be that much harder when he wakes up, but he also doesn't really want to move right now.]
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It's only when he feels that and the seed spill across his hand that he finally lets go, shifting his thigh carefully out from between Molly's legs so it doesn't disturb his tail too much. Despite the fact that he can feel the pollen fading as well, his mind slowly growing less unfocused and heady than it had been earlier, he nuzzles into Molly right back, finding a spot under his chin and apparently equally content to lie around for a little while despite being wet and sticky and tired.
At the very least, he licks some of the seed off his fingers before he drapes an arm over Molly's waist, out of a combination of curiosity and courtesy. It's an odd taste, but it might be useful to be used to it in future.]
I'm glad you had as much fun as I did. [He would've felt a little bad if he hadn't been able to reciprocate in a satisfying way.] And you lived up to all those pushy high expectations of mine, too...
[Now that he's not focused on drawing out Molly's reactions, he definitely looks and sounds a little exhausted in the same way he was earlier. Logically, he knows he should probably wash up before he inevitably falls asleep or it's going to be that much harder when he wakes up, but he also doesn't really want to move right now.]