“They won’t be at the beach with us, or at least my parents won’t be.” Midge can’t speak for various cousins and aunts, but she also doesn’t care what they think.
“Truthfully, I don’t think they’d be very shocked, my lord,” she replies. “Have you heard my act?”
A dramatic gasp. "Are you saying you won't be showing me off to your cousins while I'm sunbathing with a good book? I'm hurt, Midge. Hurt."
Jaskier makes a very surprised (and fake) face as he dips her again. He kisses her cheek before bringing her back up. "I have not! What dirty things have you saying out there, pray tell?" He just likes hearing her say it.
Midge raises an eyebrow at him. “Do you want to be shown off?” That’s actually not too surprising. Jaskier loves being the center of attention. Midge thought he wanted to keep things low key when it came to her family though.
She giggles again when he dips her once more. When he pulls her back up, Midge puts her lips to his ear. “I’ve mentioned how much incredible sex I’m having lately, how my lover can’t seem to stop fucking me, and how I love every second of it.”
That makes him pause - he had been joking, but Midge is asking sincerely. "I don't know," he admits with a sigh. "I was teasing you. Usually, I'd say yes without hesitation. I don't know what kind of attention I'll get from your family, though." Another pause as he realizes something. "Will I meet your brother?"
His whole body shivers at her words, and the arm on her waist tightens. "Fuck," he mumbles in a very heartfelt way. "I need to watch your act more often." Roleplay has been forgotten, his ego has been successfully stroked. Jaskier captures her mouth in a deep kiss as another realization hits him: she was saying that before they got together as an actual couple, which makes his heart skip a beat. He keeps their noses together as he speaks again. "And what will you say after today?"
She brightens. “You will! Hopefully you’ll get along. You’ll meet his wife, Astrid, too. I like her, but she’s very high strung.” She tries so hard. “Anyway, I kind of do want to show you off. I’m proud that you’re my boyfriend. You’re also really hot.”
Hearing what’s in her act seems to have turned him on significantly. Midge can’t complain about that. She returns the kiss, keeping her lips close to his when it breaks. “I’ll say that he’s my boyfriend and he still can’t get enough of me. He loves the way that I taste.”
I love Astrid and always feel so bad for how they treat her
That makes him laugh. It's hard to say no when he loves her energy. "I can say the same thing. Let's show each other off, then." He kisses her cheek to seal the deal. "We're still doing matching teal for the ceremony?" Because it wouldn't surprise him if Rose made her change the dress after the argument.
He hums in agreement, both arms closing around her now to keep her as close as possible. The rocking to the music continues, though. "You do feed me pretty fucking well, my lady. But I bet your fans don't know about the adorable noises you make while I shower you with affection. Now that's music."
“Absolutely,” Midge replies. “I already have my dress.” She winks. Thank goodness she hadn’t gotten a new one yet. She was holding out hope that the two of them still might work things out. They’re definitely going to make a splash at this wedding.
Her arms move around his neck. “What sort of noises are those?” she asks innocently. “You mean my giggles and squeals?”
he will!!!! he wants to convince her to try less hard
"That's not fair," he teases. "I only have my stage clothes. I'll have to go shopping." He exaggerates his tone to make it sound like a problem, but everyone knows he loves shopping.
"And your groans, and your moans, and your cute little gasps..." He starts kissing her neck, hoping to get one of those noises.
Shopping with him reminds her of their first unofficial date to B Altman. He managed to seduce her in one afternoon. Maybe it was that the attraction between them was too strong for her to deny. She knew there was no point in fighting the inevitable.
A moan slips from her lips. “How can I help myself when you make me feel so good?”
"I could do with the moral support... and your employee's discount." He winks - he may be teasing, but he does like the idea of returning to the place of their first date, too. Then he can kiss her in the changing room to make up for last time.
"I'm not complaining, dear. I love the sounds you make." His hands raise the back of her robe so they can grope her arse, pushing her against him. "Never help yourself around me, you hear me? I want you to be yourself. To embrace your desires and be loud about them." Then his mouth moves to the other side of her neck. He really wishes he could leave a hickey, but alas.
Midge gasps when he grabs her ass and pulls her to him. “I will. I know how much you love to hear how much I want you.”
Now that they’re officially together, she’s not as worried about him leaving hickeys. She has an explanation for them now. Her fingers sift through his hair.
"Fuck. Forget about the noises, the way you say my name will always be the best music you can make."
His fingers sneak between her thighs and tease her folds, keeping it light and easy for now. Jaskier captures Midge's lips in a soft but long kiss, making sure to taste her properly and leave her breathless.
She moans softly when she feels him starting to touch her folds, and her legs part easily for his hand. When the kiss breaks, Midge pants softly against his lips.
“Take me to the bed,” she breathes. “Lay me down and put your head between my legs.” Her arousal rises with each stroke of his fingers.
"Mmmh." He pretends to think very hard about it. "It's true, I haven't had dessert yet. But wouldn't it be rude to leave before the song ends?"
Jaskier's determined to drive her crazy again. He makes her whirl once more and as soon as she returns to his arms, his hands go back to teasing her cunt, lightly caressing her entrance under the robe. She'll feel his own robe starting to gain a tent, too.
“I know you’re so concerned about your reputation,” Midge says. “It’s not as if you’re saying that just to tease me.”
His hand under her robe feels fantastic, and she has half a mind to just stand here and let him touch her to orgasm. Her hips rock back against his hand, trying to get more contact. She can feel his hard cock against her thigh.
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“Truthfully, I don’t think they’d be very shocked, my lord,” she replies. “Have you heard my act?”
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Jaskier makes a very surprised (and fake) face as he dips her again. He kisses her cheek before bringing her back up. "I have not! What dirty things have you saying out there, pray tell?" He just likes hearing her say it.
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She giggles again when he dips her once more. When he pulls her back up, Midge puts her lips to his ear. “I’ve mentioned how much incredible sex I’m having lately, how my lover can’t seem to stop fucking me, and how I love every second of it.”
That’s more or less what she said.
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His whole body shivers at her words, and the arm on her waist tightens. "Fuck," he mumbles in a very heartfelt way. "I need to watch your act more often." Roleplay has been forgotten, his ego has been successfully stroked. Jaskier captures her mouth in a deep kiss as another realization hits him: she was saying that before they got together as an actual couple, which makes his heart skip a beat. He keeps their noses together as he speaks again. "And what will you say after today?"
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Hearing what’s in her act seems to have turned him on significantly. Midge can’t complain about that. She returns the kiss, keeping her lips close to his when it breaks. “I’ll say that he’s my boyfriend and he still can’t get enough of me. He loves the way that I taste.”
I love Astrid and always feel so bad for how they treat her
He hums in agreement, both arms closing around her now to keep her as close as possible. The rocking to the music continues, though. "You do feed me pretty fucking well, my lady. But I bet your fans don't know about the adorable noises you make while I shower you with affection. Now that's music."
Jask should befriend her
Her arms move around his neck. “What sort of noises are those?” she asks innocently. “You mean my giggles and squeals?”
he will!!!! he wants to convince her to try less hard
"And your groans, and your moans, and your cute little gasps..." He starts kissing her neck, hoping to get one of those noises.
midge does too tbh
Shopping with him reminds her of their first unofficial date to B Altman. He managed to seduce her in one afternoon. Maybe it was that the attraction between them was too strong for her to deny. She knew there was no point in fighting the inevitable.
A moan slips from her lips. “How can I help myself when you make me feel so good?”
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"I'm not complaining, dear. I love the sounds you make." His hands raise the back of her robe so they can grope her arse, pushing her against him. "Never help yourself around me, you hear me? I want you to be yourself. To embrace your desires and be loud about them." Then his mouth moves to the other side of her neck. He really wishes he could leave a hickey, but alas.
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Midge gasps when he grabs her ass and pulls her to him. “I will. I know how much you love to hear how much I want you.”
Now that they’re officially together, she’s not as worried about him leaving hickeys. She has an explanation for them now. Her fingers sift through his hair.
“Jaskier…”
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His fingers sneak between her thighs and tease her folds, keeping it light and easy for now. Jaskier captures Midge's lips in a soft but long kiss, making sure to taste her properly and leave her breathless.
"Tell me what you want, dear."
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“Take me to the bed,” she breathes. “Lay me down and put your head between my legs.” Her arousal rises with each stroke of his fingers.
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Jaskier's determined to drive her crazy again. He makes her whirl once more and as soon as she returns to his arms, his hands go back to teasing her cunt, lightly caressing her entrance under the robe. She'll feel his own robe starting to gain a tent, too.
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His hand under her robe feels fantastic, and she has half a mind to just stand here and let him touch her to orgasm. Her hips rock back against his hand, trying to get more contact. She can feel his hard cock against her thigh.