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The hint is seen and understood, but he's being a tease now and he wants to have fun. He nibbles on her ear and makes his way down her neck with cute little kisses, but his hands never join. The kisses continue on her chest, and this time he can't stop himself: he does stop at her nipples to suck hard on both of them. The combination of the fabric and her flesh sends a shiver down his spine.

A few more kisses on her stomach, a lick of her belly-button... and then he's sitting back on his heels. With his best innocent face, he lets a calloused finger touch her panties, lazily going up and down her folds as if testing how wet she is. And gods, she's so wet already.

"Absolutely soaking," he purrs, looking happily pleased. Then he's moving back to lie down on the other end of the couch, his head resting on the cushions against the armrest. "Come," he asks as he taps his chin. "Sit."

She giggles as he moves down her body, her back arching up to try to get more contact with him. Her giggles turn to moans when Jaskier sucks at her nipples. Fuck, Midge loves when he does that. She brushes his hair off of his face, fingers tangling in it with gusto.

Her eyes stay on his face as he strokes her folds through her panties. Midge gives a shuddering sigh and raises her hips to meet his hand. She’s been soaking wet for a while now and sucking his cock only increased it.

At his request, Midge props herself up on her elbows and gives him a confused look. “Sit… on your face?” she asks.

"Yes. Another first for you, I take it?"

His tone isn't judging, just curious. In fact, his smile grows, because he loves 'corrupting' her and teaching her things. He wonders if this also means she's never done mutual-oral, and he saves that idea for later.

"I'd ask you to crawl on top of me, but since it's your first, let's make it easy to avoid accidents, mmh?" A wink. "Get off the couch and walk over here to climb. Put your knees on either side of my head. You can hold on to the back of the couch or the armrest, but I wouldn't mind a hand on my hair."

“I never literally sat on Joel’s face,” Midge says with a laugh and a shake of her head.

Getting up, she follows his instructions, straddling his face on her knees. Admittedly, she’s kind of hesitant to sit down, though her arousal grows by the second as his face gets closer to her cunt.

“Are you sure I won’t hurt you?” she asks, hovering above him.

"Another good reason to divorce him," he jokes.

Her cunt gets closer and Jaskier licks his lips, already growing crazy over the scent of her arousal. She appears to be unsure, so he puts his arms around her thighs (which he'd been planning to do anyway) and rubs them gently.

"Just make sure not to drop your whole weight on me. Keeps most of it on your knees, and brace yourself on the couch. Feel free to rub yourself on my mouth or even thrust. And if at any moment you're uncomfortable, say the word and we stop."

Determined to make her less nervous, Jaskier makes sure to keep eye contact as he raises his head and licks a streak between her folds, once again being grateful for the lingerie idea.

Jaskier is good at soothing her. Despite not knowing him for very long, Midge trusts. She nods at his assurances and the gentle touches to her thighs. “Same for you,” she replies.

Midge settles gently on his face, following his instructions and keeping most of her weight on her knees. She grips the arm rest of the couch as he draws his tongue over the fabric of her panties.

“Please…” she says with a light moan.

The scent and wetness of her arousal flood his senses, and Jaskier can't stop a little groan of his own. From this angle, he also has a fantastic view of her tits, and he can't wait to see them bounce.

He starts slowly, letting her get used to the position and to handling her weight. His tongue laps at the wet spot on her panties, loving the sensation of the fabric against the skin of his face. With every second that passes, his pace picks up, and soon his licking is replaced by his mouth sucking around her clothed mound.

As her voice starts to crack, Jaskier pauses. "Enjoying yourself so far?" he asks before dropping a kiss on her thigh while a hand reaches in to finally move her panties over.

She moans openly when Jaskier starts to lick her in earnest. All of the want that she suppressed while she was giving him the blowjob has come roaring back with a few strokes of his tongue. Her hips gently move against his face, needing that extra bit of stimulation.

“I think you know the answer to that question,” she replies cheekily. When he finally pushes her panties to the side, she feels the cool air of the room hit her slick folds and she sighs needfully.

"Mmh, I don't know. Maybe you should keep moving your hips like that. To assure me, of course." And because he absolutely loves it.

His tongue buries between her folds and the lapping resumes, making sure to be extra noisy about it. He genuinely loves her taste, but he also adores the lewd sounds of sex echoing in the room with the radio's soft music. His hands move to grab her buttcheeks, squeezing them and pushing her against his face as an addict desperate for more. Soon the lapping stops at her clit, licking it for a few seconds before he starts to suck hard on it.

“Oh, I will,” she breathes. Her hips resume their movement in time with his mouth. The noises that he’s making actually make her giggle. “It sounds like you’re slurping me up like soup.” Not that she’s complaining.

When he switches to concentrate his mouth on her clit, Midge moans openly. She grips the arm rest with one hand, Jaskier’s hair with the other. “Fuck.”

A fuck escapes him too, muffled by her cunt - he likes her hand in his hair, and it seems she's confident enough in the position to keep it there. Good. Jaskier can already feel his blood starting to boil, and he knows his cock will be ready for round two soon.

While his lips keep on sucking on her clit like a feast, one of his hands reach from behind to gently insert a finger into her cunt, thrusting slowly at first. But as her hips continue to move, his hand matches the rhythm. Blue eyes full of desire keep looking at her face to enjoy how beautiful she looks in the throes of passion - but they definitely admire the bouncing of those glorious tits as well.

“Yes,” she gasps when she feels his finger prodding at her entrance. It’s so satisfying when he slides it in. Sometimes it’s as if Jaskier knows her body better than she does with how comfortable he is touching her. Midge's hips stutter as she feels herself starting to lose control. The walls of her cunt squeeze around his finger and she grinds against his mouth, breasts bouncing with each thrust forward.

“Jaskier…” Midge says his name amidst a series of moans. Her thighs start to tremble from the pleasure and from the effort of holding her weight. She’s been so aroused for so long that the first orgasm will be easy to coax from her body.

If he had been fully hard now, it'd be very difficult not to come when she says his name like that. He wants a recorder to get her voice, and a camera to get her face... she's a work of art from head to toes, and he wants to treasure her as art deserves.

Her trembling thighs speak for themselves, so Jaskier picks up the pace as he adds a second finger, rubbing her walls and looking for that special spot to play with it too. His mouth never leaves her clit, but he does make a humming song asking her to come right there on his face.

He finds her G-spot easily and Midge cries out for him when he pleasure spikes. Between his fingers there and the way he’s humming over her clit, she’s a goner.

Midge looks down into his electric blue eyes as the orgasm explodes inside of her. Keeping eye contact while orgasming is difficult, but she manages it, her whole body shaking with pleasure until it subsides. She collapses on top of him, then has the wherewithal to push herself up on her knees again so that he doesn’t suffocate.

Sliding back, Midge sits on his abdomen instead and looks down at him with a satisfied grin.

The eye contact is returned, of course, because Jaskier will never get tired of the beautiful face she makes when she orgasms. His mouth and fingers never stop moving, riding her through her ecstasy so she can get the most out of it. Absolute perfection.

It isn't so bad when she collapses - Jaskier has been under worse weight in worse circumstances. He won't be able to hold it for long, but she moves before it gets to that point. Noticing how satisfied she looks, Jaskier smugly grins from ear to ear, his mouth, chin, and cheeks glistening with her fluids.

Calloused hands grab hers and gently bring her down for cuddling. "An enjoyable first?"

“Very enjoyable.”

Midge takes his hands and allows herself to be brought down on top of him. It’s a good thing that he likes to cuddle, because she does too. This friends-with-benefits thing wouldn’t be as good for her if they didn’t get to have these kind of intimate moments.

She kisses his lips and chin, sucking at the juices on his face. Midge gives a happy sigh. “You’re really fucking good at that.”

Way to make his ego even bigger.

Since Jaskier is very affectionate in general, cuddling is important for him too. Once Midge is comfortable, he kisses the top of her head before nuzzling it, just basking in the moment.

"Glad to hear my mouth pleases my mistress' whims. Or was it 'goddess'? I lost track." Just a bit teasing about all the silly conversations they've had. He loves all of them and remembers them fondly; banter is so much fun. "By the by, fantastic choice on the lingerie. Felt amazing on my face."

“I think it was mistress, but I like the sound of goddess even better.”

Midge grins at him. Their banter is one of the best things about their friendship. Jaskier stimulates her both physically and intellectually. She finds herself growing more and more comfortable with him.

“Thanks,” she replies, gently stroking his chest. “Despite the store being a bit tawdry, they make high quality lingerie. I picked this for your favorite colors and for the flowers as well, even if they aren’t buttercups.”

"I'm quite sure you said something about a goddess on text. I think I just fulfilled my worshipping duties pretty well, if I say so myself."

His hand is lazily drawing random patterns on her back, but it stops to play with the straps of her bra when she describes the colors and the flowers. She's put a lot of thought into it, and Jaskier is genuinely touched by it. It makes him wish he had made more magical flowers for her instead of just two.

"I could tell. You have a lot of attention to detail. Thank you." He kisses the top of her head again. "Maybe we can visit one of those bawdy shops together sometime? It's the one thing I haven't done yet. Then you can be a first of mine, too. We didn't have such a variety of products at home."

“You did,” she agrees. “Although I may need some more worshipping soon.” Something tells her that won’t be a problem for him.

Midge finds that she likes making him happy. It’s clear that he appreciates the time she took to pick the lingerie out. “Sure. There weren’t any shops that sold sexy underthings where you came from?”

Admittedly, Midge isn’t sure how many of them there are outside of New York. That’s one of the great things about the city: you can find almost anything here.

"Worry not, there will be lots of worshipping tonight." His hand falls to squeeze her butt. Eating her out has already got his arousal going, his dick will be ready to go again soon.

That's something Jaskier can relate to - he loves making people happy too, loves pampering with their likes. Part of the hedonist life.

"Sexy underthings? Not impossible, but you needed good coin and it was hard to find. Not something for the milkmaid on the farm, you had to go to the cities for it. Lacked variety, too." His complaint about men not wearing colors will never stop. "And while I could get lingerie for me too, I was talking about the toys. I keep hearing stories at Rainbow Road--" Says a lot about the conversations he has. "--and they've made me extremely curious. Vaseline was easily found in the pharmacy, and let me tell you, it's already such a huge improvement over oil."

Midge’s eyes grow wider as he speaks. “You mean… toys for using during sex?” She’s pretty unfamiliar with that. “I’m sure they’re available somewhere though I wouldn’t know where. What have you been using Vaseline for? Lubrication?”

So far, things with Jaskier have kept her pretty wet. They haven’t seemed to have a problem with unpleasant friction. Then again, she’s not the only one that he’s sleeping with.

He can't help but chuckle at her expression. Not judging her at all, she's just adorable. Teaching her all this stuff makes it all more fun than it already is, especially because she doesn't judge either. At most, she may not be interested in something, and that's okay.

"Indeed. We don't have to use them if you don't want." He shrugs. "I thought it would be fun to at least look together, discover what it's about. No pressure." He knows he'll buy something for himself for sure, but gonna keep the topic light for now. "Someone at the club can get me an address, so no need to have another awkward conversation with the girls." A wink to show he's just teasing. "Yes, lubrication. I used oil back in my world, and it was incredibly bothersome. Made everything sticky, leaked down my thighs, and stained my underwear."

She nods, feeling unsure about something like that right now, but not writing it off forever. Jaskier has a tendency to make her feel very comfortable. He’s pushed her, never in a forceful way, to try things she hasn’t before. And so far, she’s having a great time.

Midge wrinkles her nose at his description of the oil. “Do you think you and I need it?” she asks. “You’ve kept me naturally pretty well-lubricated so far.”

"For us?" Jaskier frowns a little as he thinks about it. He hasn't realized that she hasn't caught on yet. "I don't think so. Your body has reacted wonderfully to me every time, and you asked me to take you from behind as in the position only. Which is perfectly fine, for the record." He's noticed that very few women are into that. "Oh, we did talk about massages and grooming, didn't we? But oil is still better for that. Especially the aromatic ones."

He tilts his head. "Unless you're interested in my behind? I didn't get that impression when I told you about the same spot in men."

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