"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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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.