Jaskier gets those giggles, as well as a nuzzle to his nose. She watches Manhattan for a while before turning to look out to sea.
“You should add that one to your repertoire,” Midge says, loving the sound of his voice as usual.
She raises an eyebrow when his hand goes under her skirt. “Looking for something?” Midge asks cheekily. The wheel stops with them at the top and Midge feels like she’s on the top of the world with him. “I love you too.”
"Maybe," he says with his most innocent face. "Should I stop looking?"
Her words put butterflies in his stomach like a goddman teenager. Jaskier captures her mouth in a slow, affectionate kiss. His hand continues to stroke her thigh, but he won't go further unless Midge gives him permission. He knows this is more public than she may approve of.
With the fantastic view behind them and her giggles as music, it's simply a perfect moment in time.
Similarly, Midge hasn’t felt this way in a long time. Being with him makes her so happy.
She hums in her throat and opens her thighs just a little bit more. This is very public, but they’re at the top right now, where nobody else can see or hear them. “I suppose you can keep looking until the ride starts again.”
Midge feeds him another piece of cotton candy. “I love the sound of your voice,” she says. “At the art jam, when I was watching you practice with the band, it felt like you were singing right to me.”
Probably because the only other person in the room was Perdita, but. Details.
Jaskier smirks when she opens her thighs, already guessing the answer before she speaks.
"So either your ride or the machine rides?" he teases. His hand sneaks between her thighs and start caressing her mound over her panties, letting his middle finger add just enough pressure to tease her folds.
When Midge feeds him again, Jaskier opts for a double attack and goes full fellatio on her fingers, shivering when her manicured nails brush his tongue. He always loves how her nails feel in his skin, although now he wishes they weren't there so he could show off his lack of gag reflex.
He pulls away to answer Midge's comment, which has him grinning from ear to ear. Compliments for his voice are always welcome, but they mean more when they come from her.
"Part of my performance includes looking at each member of the audience in the eye and make them feel like the song is for them," he explains while his hand continues to caress her intimately. "So it was the perfect cover-up - I could share all the words of love I wanted with you and pretend it was part of reharsal."
The sensation of his fingers against her folds, even through her panties, makes her take a sharp intake of breath. That, combined with the way that he’s sucking at her fingers, is turning her on significantly. If her panties aren’t already wet, it won’t be long until they are.
“I’m glad we finally admitted it to each other,” Midge says. “I was going crazy having to hide how I felt about you.”
That intake of breath is the sign he needs to let all his fingers press against the fabric of her panties and tease her clit. He's dying to hear the adorable noises he's missed so much.
"That's only fair," he jokes. "You've been driving me crazy since I met you. You don't want me to suffer alone, now do you?"
“How long have you been in love with me?” she asks. “When did you know?”
Midge moans softly at his touch. Even though they’re in a relatively private place, she doesn’t want to be too loud. Still, his touch feels so good after a week without it. Her hips rock gently against his hand.
Jaskier's breath stops for a second when Midge moans and her panties get wet. Fuck, always so eager for him. He missed this so much. It's so fucking hard not to drop to his knees and eat her out now.
"I can't tell for how long. It happened gradually," he explains as he moves her panties to the side and touches her directly. He licks his lips when his fingers get wet with her pleasure. "But I knew after I woke up from that damn potion and remembered what my fever told you."
She laughs breathlessly, even as he starts to stroke her wetness. “That was when I first started to fall for you,” she breathes, “after you trusted me with that, even if you blame it on the fever.”
Her eyes flutter closed as she enjoys his touch, her pleasure rising slowly. Suddenly, the ride starts moving again and Midge freezes. “Jaskier!”
“Just the title,” she jokes back. or is she joking? “Actually, you’ve made me a princess and that’s even better.”
Midge shifts her panties back into place. “Blame the ride operator. Take me to the apartment after we get off of here and then you can finger me to your heart’s content.”
“Oh. Whoops. I guess calling me your viscountess would bring up too many bad memories?”
She had to ask, okay?
Midge blinks, her arms around him from the earlier embrace. “There are some vials at the apartment,” she replies. “How long does it take to be effective?”
He chuckles and thinks about it for a minute. "It wouldn't be a good nickname to keep," he decides. "But we could play around with it just a little if you wish. Is that what you want, Midge? For the viscount to fuck you?"
Ok, that deserves full laughter. "Of course there are. My lady is always so ready." He kisses the corner of her mouth. "Just a few moments, nothing our mouths can't take care of. Are your kids with Joel? Do I get you all night?"
Midge smiles, pleased that he’s open to the idea. Her heart starts to race in her chest. “Oh, yes, very much, my lord.” As far as she’s concerned, he can call himself the viscount if he damn well pleases.
“You get me all night,” she confirms, “though I’ll have to call my parents at some point so they don’t worry. Should I tell them what I’m doing and who I’m with?”
"Look at you, already so playful about it." He's amused, and that's great, it's what helps separating it from his childhood. "Should I make you a married Marchioness? Or the saucy maid that distracts me from my wife?"
He beams when he hears she's all his tonight. "Let's get food and drinks before going in, then. We shall celebrate." He shrugs at her question. "That is up to you and how much you want to share for now, especially on the phone or text. I won't resent you for waiting, but I will goat if you don't."
“If you don’t want me to be your viscountess, then I prefer the fantasy where I come to you because my husband can’t satisfy me,” She’d rather not make him the one cheating on his wife, even in their sexual fantasies.
The ride ends and the two of them alight from the gondola. “I’m not going to tell them what I’m doing, but I will tell them that I won’t be home until morning. If they push it, they might get more information than they bargained for.”
“I’m happy to celebrate with you,” Midge continues, giving him another kiss. “Are you going to tell Geralt that we’re back together?”
[ OOC: do you want to play out their dinner or skip to the sex? ]
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“You should add that one to your repertoire,” Midge says, loving the sound of his voice as usual.
She raises an eyebrow when his hand goes under her skirt. “Looking for something?” Midge asks cheekily. The wheel stops with them at the top and Midge feels like she’s on the top of the world with him. “I love you too.”
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Her words put butterflies in his stomach like a goddman teenager. Jaskier captures her mouth in a slow, affectionate kiss. His hand continues to stroke her thigh, but he won't go further unless Midge gives him permission. He knows this is more public than she may approve of.
With the fantastic view behind them and her giggles as music, it's simply a perfect moment in time.
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She hums in her throat and opens her thighs just a little bit more. This is very public, but they’re at the top right now, where nobody else can see or hear them. “I suppose you can keep looking until the ride starts again.”
Midge feeds him another piece of cotton candy. “I love the sound of your voice,” she says. “At the art jam, when I was watching you practice with the band, it felt like you were singing right to me.”
Probably because the only other person in the room was Perdita, but. Details.
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"So either your ride or the machine rides?" he teases. His hand sneaks between her thighs and start caressing her mound over her panties, letting his middle finger add just enough pressure to tease her folds.
When Midge feeds him again, Jaskier opts for a double attack and goes full fellatio on her fingers, shivering when her manicured nails brush his tongue. He always loves how her nails feel in his skin, although now he wishes they weren't there so he could show off his lack of gag reflex.
He pulls away to answer Midge's comment, which has him grinning from ear to ear. Compliments for his voice are always welcome, but they mean more when they come from her.
"Part of my performance includes looking at each member of the audience in the eye and make them feel like the song is for them," he explains while his hand continues to caress her intimately. "So it was the perfect cover-up - I could share all the words of love I wanted with you and pretend it was part of reharsal."
So no, she wasn't imagining things.
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“I’m glad we finally admitted it to each other,” Midge says. “I was going crazy having to hide how I felt about you.”
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"That's only fair," he jokes. "You've been driving me crazy since I met you. You don't want me to suffer alone, now do you?"
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Midge moans softly at his touch. Even though they’re in a relatively private place, she doesn’t want to be too loud. Still, his touch feels so good after a week without it. Her hips rock gently against his hand.
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"I can't tell for how long. It happened gradually," he explains as he moves her panties to the side and touches her directly. He licks his lips when his fingers get wet with her pleasure. "But I knew after I woke up from that damn potion and remembered what my fever told you."
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Her eyes flutter closed as she enjoys his touch, her pleasure rising slowly. Suddenly, the ride starts moving again and Midge freezes. “Jaskier!”
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The ride starts moving and Jaskier sighs very dramatically as he retrieves his hand.
"Spoilsport," he says before he licks his wet fingers to clean them.
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or is she joking?“Actually, you’ve made me a princess and that’s even better.”Midge shifts her panties back into place. “Blame the ride operator. Take me to the apartment after we get off of here and then you can finger me to your heart’s content.”
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Once Midge has fixed her underwear, Jaskier wraps his arms around her and devours her mouth in a hungry kiss. "I'll fuck you so hard that--"
Suddenly he tenses and his eyes widen. "Fuck. Did you take the potion?"
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She had to ask, okay?
Midge blinks, her arms around him from the earlier embrace. “There are some vials at the apartment,” she replies. “How long does it take to be effective?”
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Ok, that deserves full laughter. "Of course there are. My lady is always so ready." He kisses the corner of her mouth. "Just a few moments, nothing our mouths can't take care of. Are your kids with Joel? Do I get you all night?"
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“You get me all night,” she confirms, “though I’ll have to call my parents at some point so they don’t worry. Should I tell them what I’m doing and who I’m with?”
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He beams when he hears she's all his tonight. "Let's get food and drinks before going in, then. We shall celebrate." He shrugs at her question. "That is up to you and how much you want to share for now, especially on the phone or text. I won't resent you for waiting, but I will goat if you don't."
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The ride ends and the two of them alight from the gondola. “I’m not going to tell them what I’m doing, but I will tell them that I won’t be home until morning. If they push it, they might get more information than they bargained for.”
“I’m happy to celebrate with you,” Midge continues, giving him another kiss. “Are you going to tell Geralt that we’re back together?”
[ OOC: do you want to play out their dinner or skip to the sex? ]