#sensitive wizards

[thebest-medicine]

Sensitive

Critical Role - C2 Mighty Nein - lee!Caleb, ler!Mollymauk - Widomauk - [read on ao3]

Summary: Wizards are weak and sensitive, poor things… Molly enjoys working Caleb up.

A/N: a short little something with a pinch of spice

Words: 640

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Taking hold of Caleb’s ankle to spread his legs apart, Molly looked surprised when the wizard went still, tensing. He looked up to find a goofy, anxious grin, one that seemed odd for Caleb to be wearing alongside a blush.

“What is it?” Molly asked, his tone soothing.

“S-Sorry, I just—” Caleb laughed and it was the sweetest sound. “I thought for a second you were about to tickle me..”

“Oh?” A sly smirk overtook Mollymauk’s features. “And what if I did?”

Caleb’s blush grew. “I-I’ve just fucked myself, haven’t I…”

He looked delicious, like a nervous little rabbit. “Well no one’s fucking themselves tonight that’s for sure.” Molly winked.

He took the ankle in his hand, taking his time to examine the foot before him. He leaned in close and placed a gentle kiss to the tip of the human’s toes. “And as much as I’d love to—and I will—tug on the love-ly thread you’ve just laid out for me… I have something else on my mind right now.” He kissed again, just under the toes. “So giving you a good and thorough tickle will have to wait.”

Caleb let out a nervous little laugh.

Molly continued. “You know, I prefer my lovers sensitive, really.” He kissed at the ball of Caleb’s foot. A wobbly grin grew further on Caleb’s face at the delicate sensation of another kiss from Molly—and it only increased as more kisses followed, trailing down the bottom of his foot, around the inside of his ankle, and up the side of his shin. “Much easier to… work them up.” He kissed up to Caleb’s knee, crawling his way slowly along and up the man’s body. “Many more erogenous zones.”

Caleb twitched as lips brushed along the skin of his thigh and up to the last meager layer of clothing he had yet to shed. A shivering tension built in Caleb’s frame and radiated out through his limbs — it was like a small injection of lightning and warmth at the press of each kiss, at every tingling spot Molly’s purple skin met his own.

Mollymauk nuzzled briefly into Caleb’s inner thigh and he squirmed delightfully. Molly could feel the heat and pressure coming off the space where his thighs met, raising the flimsy fabric from where it usually fell. Caleb let out a small gasp, his head falling back against the mattress as Mollymauk kissed right at that spot, gentle as ever. The wizard’s eyes fell closed and he twitched his hips forward for more when Molly pulled away, only to return with a kiss to the waistband of his undergarments. Caleb whined. Molly simply continued, kissing along his stomach, which twitched each time he came back in to pepper another kiss. The kisses trailed higher as Molly enjoyed his exploration of Caleb — he liked to take his time. And, it was obvious Caleb was growing more worked up and more sensitive—not to mention desperate—by the moment.

When he made it up to Caleb’s nipple, he caught it in his teeth for a moment, then continued on in his path of kisses. Caleb bit his lip when Molly made his way over his collarbone and up onto the side of his neck. Molly nuzzled in, kissing gently.

Caleb giggled sweetly, and Mollymauk pulled back to look at him. “Next time, I’ll use a little tongue, hm?” He waggled his eyebrows with a grin.

Caleb shivered at the thought, a wide smile still on his face as Molly returned to trailing kisses back down, toward the straining warmth between his legs.

This time around, Molly’s hands tucked into the waistband, and Caleb flinched for a split second at the contact —sensitive indeed. He tugged the material downward slowly as his lips kissed their way down the trail of hair beneath Caleb’s bellybutton.