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Jaskier wants to laugh at her comment, but he's biting down a groan as he pulls away from her. Hardest thing he's done all day. "It's called living a spontaneous life." It's also called he's a slut. "But if instead you want me to ruin your lovely sheets with my cum, just let me know." He winks, clearly teasing.

The box is easily found and Jaskier unrolls a condom while climbing back between her legs. "Want to do the honors?" he asks as he passes it to her.

“Whatever you say,” she teases back. Midge hasn’t minded a man cumming on her in the past, but she doesn’t bring up the option this time. It’s an intimate act, not something that she’s keen to do for a first time. If they grow closer, if they continue to do this, it might be a consideration for the future. A condom is fine. This way he can still cum inside of her without the risk of pregnancy.

Midge rips open the packet and pulls out the condom. Placing it on the (admittedly strange looking) tip of his cock, she rolls it up, her fingers teasing him along the way. Once it’s secure, she gets back into position with her legs over his hips.

“Now, where were we?”

A little mumbled fuck comes out when she teases him like that. She's already mentioned that there may be a repeat of this, so Jaskier will have to ask her for a handjob at some point. She has lovely hands.

As soon as her legs wrap around him, Jaskier is already bending over, catching the end of that "we" with a kiss. He uses a hand to guide his cock inside, letting out a long and loud moan as her warmth and tightness surround him. The kiss is broken so he can look in her eyes and make sure she's comfortable, then he starts moving.

His thrusts are slow at first - desperate may he be, but he likes a good fuck, and he isn't around to ruin it by coming quickly. He keeps showering her with kisses as he sings for her, being as noisy and loud with his moans as he is in regular talking. She feels absolutely divine around him, and every time he buries himself deep into her, he can feel his whole body melting under the waves of pleasure.

"So good for me," he whispers into her ear between groans. "So fucking good."

She would be happy to give him a handjob.

Midge moans softly as he fills her, adjusting slightly so that she’s comfortable before he starts to thrust. Once she’s sure that he’s positioned well, Midge gives him a little nod to continue.

His movements are languid and she squeezes her walls around him with every slow thrust out. She can’t help but admire his self-control, considering how aroused he is. “Fuck,” she murmurs. “Mmm, that’s perfect…”

Midge wraps her arms around his neck, one of her hands tangling in his hair.

Every time she squeezes, she drives him a little crazier, and it's only the anticipation building to a mind-blowing orgasm that keeps him in check. ...at least, until her hand tangles in his hair and she calls him perfect.

He's one hell of a sucker for praise.

His thrusts start going faster and get a little more frantic - so do his words. There are no full sentences anymore, just Midge's name and little words like yes, fuck, and so good. Since she's holding on to him pretty damn well, he lets one of his hand reach between them and grab her breast, squeezing and pinching with gusto.

She really likes watching him lose control, knowing that she’s the one causing it. Midge meets his thrusts as best as she can, letting out a little cry when he grabs her breast.

“Jaskier…”

It seems that he likes feeling her hand in his hair so she keeps it there, tugging gently. She tries to gauge how close to orgasm he is and whether she will need to reach down between their bodies and stroke her clit in order to come again.

Every tug of his hair earns her a harder thrust and a louder moan. Her cry is absolutely beautiful, and Jaskier basks in the harmony their voices create by their voices expressing their mutual pleasure. It's perfect.

Midge doesn't have to worry about her orgasm because Jaskier always makes sure to take good care of his lovers - he has a reputation for a reason. As soon as he hears his name said like that, his hand leaves her breast to reach for her clit instead, his thumb rubbing with as much desperation as his thrusts.

"Midge... so close..."

Midge isn’t particularly loud in bed, but she doesn’t hold back either, especially if her partner is enjoying it. Jaskier is the type of man who finds music in sound, and so she moans for him, the sweet sounds of her pleasure ringing off of the walls.

She moves her hand, grateful that he wants to take care of her. She’s content to lie there and let him keep working above her while he enjoys the sensation of her tight heat around his cock and the sight of her breasts bouncing with each thrust.

“Let go… come for me…”

How is he supposed to deny such a sweet request? It only takes him two more thrusts to reach finally his peak, burying his cock as deep as possible while he lets out the loudest moan yet. His whole body shudders as a wonderful orgasm hits him from head to toes, an addictive high of absolute pleasure that nothing in the world can match (except for the attention of a loving audience).

Mind blank with pure bliss, a panting Jaskier collapses on top of Midge, his face looking for skin to nuzzle as his first post-orgasm instinct is always a cuddle to enjoy the aftermath. When he regains his breath, he remembers that he's still inside of her and she hasn't finished, so he doesn't hesitate to get back to work.

He doesn't pull out yet, hoping that keeping her full will help with her orgasm. His hand works her clit while his face descends to her chest, sucking and nibbling on a perky nipple.

He looks as if he’s in pure ecstasy when he comes and Midge is happy to take some of the credit for it. As arousing as it is to witness his orgasm, it doesn’t quite push her over the edge too.

Fortunately, Jaskier hasn’t forgotten about her. She’s glad when he doesn’t pull out. Pushing them onto their sides gives him more balance so that he can touch her. Midge hitches her leg high on his hip, opening herself wide for him.

“Yes… like that.”

It hasn’t taken him very long to learn what she likes. As his thumb teases her clit and his mouth sucks at her nipple, she can feel her pleasure growing exponentially.

“You’re so good to me…”

He hums his appreciation for the compliment, and wishes he had the refractory period he used to have at eighteen just so he could fuck her all over again. Which gives him an idea. When he pulls his mouth away from her breast, a trail of spit keeps them connected, and he has no shame in licking it up.

"Is this alright?" His thumb never leaves her clit, but one of his fingers teases her entrance, attempting to go in together with his flacid dick. "Or would it be too much?" He then nibbles her ear before whispering. "I can always pull out and only use my fingers to play you like a lute... but it's up to you."

Giving her choices at a time like this is slightly difficult for her. Jaskier slows down just enough so that she can think. His cock is wonderful, but if he doesn’t mind not feeling her come around him, then she knows what she wants.

“Pull out and use your fingers,” she asks with a whimper. “Please.” The idea of him playing her like a lute is very appealing.

Jaskier pulls out as soon as she finishes saying out, hissing a little because he's rather sensitive down there after an orgasm. His face never leaves her ear, and he uses his deepest tone to talk while his finger starts massaging her entrance

"I'm guessing you've never taken fingers and a cock at the same time?" His first finger goes in rather easily, thanks to how wet she is. Jaskier lets it explore, touching every wall and curling to try to find that sweet spot. "It's marvellous." Someone is speaking from experience here. Another finger goes in, knuckles flexing as he studies his face, analyzing every noise she makes to find the right notes. "It makes you feel so full." With that, he adds a third finger, and now he can start thrusting in rhythm with his thumb playing with her clit. "Sing for me, darling."

She hasn’t. None of her past lovers have ever tried to put their fingers inside her while their cock was still in. It’s something to consider for the future, though right now, she’s very focused on what Jaskier is doing in the present.

Between his hands and the words being whispered in her ear, Midge feels electric, with so many of her turn ons being engaged at once. After having his cock inside of her, one finger doesn’t feel like much, but then he keeps whispering to her, keeps adding more…

His fingertips brush over something deep inside of her that hits her like an electric shock. Her eyes shoot open and she moans out her pleasure for him, her hips stuttering against his hand.

“Oh fuck,” she cries out. “Keep going, just like that…”

He smugly grins when he finds the right spot and starts rubbing it - but this doesn't stop him from being a tease. Whenever he notices her moans getting higher, he pulls his fingers out for a second before inserting them again, repeating the process in a maddening game. Play her like a lute indeed.

"Such a dirty mouth for a self-proclaimed lady. Proud of your manners may you be, yet here you are now, so wet and open for me..."

“All for you,” she pants. Midge claws at his chest, grunting in frustration when he pulls his fingers away. “You love my dirty mouth… fuck me with your fingers, Jaskier.”

Her blue eyes are on fire as they meet his, her hips continuing to push back against him. She’s wide open for him, not caring if it makes her seem desperate or unladylike. His fingers make lewd sounds every time he thrusts them into her wet cunt. Jaskier keeps bringing her up closer to her sweet release, then stopping before she can get there.

“Please…” she begs sweetly, “please make me come.”

[ OOC: Eat your heart out, Jaskier ]

"Yes, I do," he admits with no shame. "Dirty. Feisty. Creative. Such a lovely mouth you have. I bet it would look even prettier wrapped around my cock."

How can he say no to such a sweet request? Seeing she's reached the point of desperation, Jaskier thinks it's time for her to let go. He buries his fingers as deeply as possible and enthusiastically rubs her special spot, with his thumb copying that rhythm on her clit. After one more kiss on the corner of her mouth, he pulls his head back to watch her come.

"I missed it while I was under your skirt, so show me now - show me how gorgeous you can be while you come for me, darling."

With a final gasp, Midge’s eyes roll back as the orgasm slams into her like a wall. She’s silent for just a moment as her body stiffens, then her wails of pleasure echo off the walls. Midge rides the wave of ecstasy for as long as she can, grabbing at Jaskier for purchase.

When it finally subsides, she relaxes on the bed, boneless and speechless.

Jaskier's fingers never stop moving, helping her ride out her orgasm until she's milked every second of it. She looks as beautiful as he imagined she would, and he wishes he could take a picture for -ahem- later inspiration.

He doesn't let go until she collapses. His fingers reach his mouth and he quickly sucks them clean before collapsing next to her. The condom full of cum is still on his dick and he doesn't give a fuck, he just wants to enjoy the moment. Gentle hands bring Midge to his hairy chest, and Jaskier kisses her forehead before nuzzling her hair, a sticky hand drawing random shapes on her back.

Soon, he's humming a happy little tune, just content to cuddle.

Midge nuzzles into his chest, enjoying the good feelings of the afterglow after two very good orgasms. She’s quiet for a moment, then exhales deeply in satisfaction.

“I see why you were so highly recommended,” she said.

That exhale talks volumes, and Jaskier feels rather pleased with himself. Her comment takes him by surprise, and he can't help laughing.

"Glad to hear my reputation continues to precede me." He raises an eyebrow. "Is that why you asked around? Checking the reviews before buying the tickets?"

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Midge laughs warmly at that, feeling languid and comfortable pressed up against him.

“Not necessarily… just trying to see what kind of guy you are… whether you’re discreet.”

She’s not embarrassed by anything that they’ve done, but she’d also rather it not be spread around the club.

Her laughter is music to his ears, and he just wants to keep making her laugh over and over. Which is ironic considering who she is and all.

"That is probably the last adjective anyone would ever use to describe me," he says between chuckles. "But I get what you mean - bedroom privacy. Worry not, there won't be any gossip about our unladylike activities. I can't promise my next song won't be about your tits, though. But anonymous tits, if that helps."

“I’m not ashamed,” she reassures him, running a hand through his hair, “but I’ve also never done anything like this before.” Good girls don’t usually have sex with men they just met, but Midge’s definition of what makes a good girl is also shifting the longer she’s in the entertainment industry. Random sex between consenting adults is far from the worst thing that happens.

Midge grins when he mentions writing a song about her tits. “Not to brag, but they’re pretty spectacular.” She stretches her arms up over her head, showing them off.

“Seems like you enjoyed yourself too,” she says, her eyes flicking down to his cock.

His humming is pretty much a purr by now, that nice her hand on his head feels. However, he stops in surprise when she makes her little confession.

"Never? Really?" He tilts his head. "I never thought you were ashamed, the lady thing was just teasing. Gods, a beautiful woman like you must've received so many propositions..." Yet she saved herself, huh? Jaskier's look and smile soften. "Your ex-husband didn't deserve you". Maybe he can hire Geralt to punch Joel. Just for fun.

The comment about her breasts makes him laugh, and he drops a kiss between them while he answers that they are.

When Midge looks at his cock, Jaskier finally remembers the condom and carefully takes it off, tying it up while he answers. "Oh, absolutely. Orgasms hit differently when two artists come together with a spark. And you're incredibly sparky." He winks before looking around. "Is there a place where I can throw this without your family seeing it? Unless there's a hot sibling you haven't told me about." Just kidding. Maybe.

he's very paranoid about pregnancy so learning about condoms in this world was a blessing

aww no kids for him?

nope. but even if it was a maybe, he'd still not want an accidental one with casual lovers

absolutely fair. Midge is probably good on kids too.

yes good, now she can just have fun

yep ;)

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oh she looks absolutely gorgeous

i know!

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