She grins at his reaction to her. Jaskier never fails to make her feel incredibly attractive. She’s glad that he left some of his clothes on too; she likes unwrapping him.
“Mmm, kiss me first,” she murmurs against his mouth. There’s something surprisingly intimate about kissing. Midge strokes her fingers through his chest hair as she opens her mouth against his.
just imagine her parents knocking on the wedding hotel room and Jaskier opening in a robe
Jaskier barely lets her finish her request before she's cupping the back of her head and bringing her in for a deep, hungry kiss. His other arm stays around her, pressing her close. His whole body shivers at the contact of her breasts against his body, and his cock is definitely waking up.
His tongue searches for hers and tastes her thoroughly; he even sucks on it just to see what noises she'll make. Once Midge is nicely tucked against him, his hands fall back on her arse to grope it without shame. "I missed you so fucking much," he mumbles against her lips.
There’s a muffled squeal and giggle when Jaskier pulls her body flush against his and starts to suck on her tongue. “So did I,” she murmurs back.
Despite being very comfortable where she is, Midge gently slides off of his lap so that she can get down on her knees in front of him. She urges him to lift his hips so that she can tug his underwear down and release his hardening cock.
Seeing her move, Jaskier throws a cushion on the floor between his feet so her knees can be more comfortable. He opens his legs and lifts his hips as requested, hissing a little when the fabric brushes his cock.
Thanks to their little forepley in the wheel and the amazing sight she makes by standing between his legs, he's already pretty hard. Jaskier reaches to brush her lips with his thumb before petting her head.
“Thank you, my love,” Midge says before kneeing on the cushion. She’s going to use that nickname as much as possible.
Once his legs are spread wide, Midge settles between them, enjoying his gentle touch and his praise. “I’m your good girl,” she tells him as she wraps her fingers around his length, “and this is my cock.”
All hers. Midge has been dying to say that. She licks a slow stipe up his cock from the base to the head.
reminding Jaskier to tip because she thinks that's their breakfast
Sorry, Midge, but Jaskier can't help but laugh when she says my cock. He wants to tease her for her possessiveness, but then she's finally touching him and a groan takes over his voice. His body aches for her, and just a few seconds in, he can already feel the difference compared to what he's been doing the last week.
"Fuck..." he breathes out. "More... all yours, dear."
“That’s right.” She winks at him. Midge might be a little possessive of his cock for a little while, but can he really blame her? She’s so glad to have him all to herself.
Holding his cock steady, Midge puts her lips to the head, then slowly pushes his cock into her mouth. Her lips are tight around him when she pulls him out.
Her free hand sneaks down underneath his thighs. “Can I touch you like this?” Midge strokes her pointer finger over his asshole. “Just touching, for now.”
Baby steps before she's eventually able to put her fingers inside him.
His back arches when she finally takes him in his mouth, groaning as his hand grabs her hair tightly. Jaskier can already feel his body catching on fire, and it's incredibly hard not to thrust right into that lovely, talented mouth.
Her hand takes him by surprise, and his eyes widen.
"Fuck." Bloody hell, the view just became a thousand times better. "Are you kidding me? Yes, yes, please, oh gods, Midge..."
Jaskier raises a leg and throws it on the armrest, sliding down the couch a little to give her better access. His cock throbs with need as pre-cum appears on the tip.
She grins at his reaction, then licks the pre-cum off the tip of his cock. Midge continues to stroke his hole with two fingers now, as she starts to bob her head up and down on his cock. She takes him deep into her mouth and holds him there for a second before she needs to breathe. The sound of her sucking on him is positively lewd — and turns her on so much. She wants to get him as wet as possible before taking his cock between her tits.
To think that last time she teased him for always being ready - look at this, they could use his vaseline right now. Alas, no satchel today. His broken heart was already heavy enough to carry.
Jaskier just keeps mumbling the same words -fuck, yes, Midge, please, more- over and over, losing himself in the pleasure. For once in his life, he wishes he knew how to be quiet, because the noises she's making are indeed lewd in the best of ways. It's like she's attacking Jaskier on all fronts: her mouth on his cock, her hand on his arse, her noise on her ears, and being the most exquisite sight on his eyes as her boobs bounce when she bobs. If it weren't for their plans to fuck her tits, he'd be asking her to do oral mutually so he could have her on his mouth too. His whole body aches for her as it trembles in pleasure.
His hand never leaves her head, sometimes pushing her in without meaning to.
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“Mmm, kiss me first,” she murmurs against his mouth. There’s something surprisingly intimate about kissing. Midge strokes her fingers through his chest hair as she opens her mouth against his.
just imagine her parents knocking on the wedding hotel room and Jaskier opening in a robe
His tongue searches for hers and tastes her thoroughly; he even sucks on it just to see what noises she'll make. Once Midge is nicely tucked against him, his hands fall back on her arse to grope it without shame. "I missed you so fucking much," he mumbles against her lips.
amazing tho
Despite being very comfortable where she is, Midge gently slides off of his lap so that she can get down on her knees in front of him. She urges him to lift his hips so that she can tug his underwear down and release his hardening cock.
their underwear still on the floor...
Thanks to their little forepley in the wheel and the amazing sight she makes by standing between his legs, he's already pretty hard. Jaskier reaches to brush her lips with his thumb before petting her head.
"Such a good girl for me..."
midge still naked in bed
Once his legs are spread wide, Midge settles between them, enjoying his gentle touch and his praise. “I’m your good girl,” she tells him as she wraps her fingers around his length, “and this is my cock.”
All hers. Midge has been dying to say that. She licks a slow stipe up his cock from the base to the head.
reminding Jaskier to tip because she thinks that's their breakfast
"Fuck..." he breathes out. "More... all yours, dear."
I love it
Holding his cock steady, Midge puts her lips to the head, then slowly pushes his cock into her mouth. Her lips are tight around him when she pulls him out.
Her free hand sneaks down underneath his thighs. “Can I touch you like this?” Midge strokes her pointer finger over his asshole. “Just touching, for now.”
Baby steps before she's eventually able to put her fingers inside him.
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Her hand takes him by surprise, and his eyes widen.
"Fuck." Bloody hell, the view just became a thousand times better. "Are you kidding me? Yes, yes, please, oh gods, Midge..."
Jaskier raises a leg and throws it on the armrest, sliding down the couch a little to give her better access. His cock throbs with need as pre-cum appears on the tip.
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Jaskier just keeps mumbling the same words -fuck, yes, Midge, please, more- over and over, losing himself in the pleasure. For once in his life, he wishes he knew how to be quiet, because the noises she's making are indeed lewd in the best of ways. It's like she's attacking Jaskier on all fronts: her mouth on his cock, her hand on his arse, her noise on her ears, and being the most exquisite sight on his eyes as her boobs bounce when she bobs. If it weren't for their plans to fuck her tits, he'd be asking her to do oral mutually so he could have her on his mouth too. His whole body aches for her as it trembles in pleasure.
His hand never leaves her head, sometimes pushing her in without meaning to.