Blue eyes watch her come with utmost intensity. The few lights that enter the kitchen caress her body in the right spots, accentuating her curves like the most wonderful painting. He doesn't stop pleasuring her as she comes, wanting that orgasm to last as long as possible.
With the way she says his name, it doesn't take long for him to come as well. He barely nods at her question before his cum is staining the floor and the door of the cupboard. Jaskier never pulls his face back while he lets his orgasm take over: he wants to breathe her, taste her, hear her, feel her. It all makes his orgasm more intense.
For a few seconds, he's gone on cloud nine, just floating away in ecstasy. When he returns to reality, he rests his head on her thigh and smiles up at her. "Love you."
“Oh,” she breathes, watching as he comes with his head between her legs. He was much closer than she realized. It’s admittedly pretty hot to have him moan against her sensitive folds.
Midge looks down at him with his face covered in her juices and strokes her fingers through his hair.
“I love you too. I would have taken care of that for you, handsome.”
Her hand always feels so good on his hair - he's pretty much purring, although he has to chuckle at her comment.
"I know you would, darling, but worry not - it was on purpose. Experiencing you through every single one of my senses was the idea, and it made my orgasm so much better." He pecks her thigh. "I could get high just from your smell." It's obvious he doesn't mean her perfume.
She grins down at him. “Mmm, so you liked it?” All she wants is to make him happy and keep him satisfied, and it seems like he’s both right now.
On shaky legs, Midge slowly gets off the counter, pausing for a moment to make sure that she has her balance before walking. “Let’s clean up this kitchen and then you can cuddle me in bed,” she says. Midge can’t wait to slip naked between the cool sheets and hold him close to her.
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With the way she says his name, it doesn't take long for him to come as well. He barely nods at her question before his cum is staining the floor and the door of the cupboard. Jaskier never pulls his face back while he lets his orgasm take over: he wants to breathe her, taste her, hear her, feel her. It all makes his orgasm more intense.
For a few seconds, he's gone on cloud nine, just floating away in ecstasy. When he returns to reality, he rests his head on her thigh and smiles up at her. "Love you."
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Midge looks down at him with his face covered in her juices and strokes her fingers through his hair.
“I love you too. I would have taken care of that for you, handsome.”
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"I know you would, darling, but worry not - it was on purpose. Experiencing you through every single one of my senses was the idea, and it made my orgasm so much better." He pecks her thigh. "I could get high just from your smell." It's obvious he doesn't mean her perfume.
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On shaky legs, Midge slowly gets off the counter, pausing for a moment to make sure that she has her balance before walking. “Let’s clean up this kitchen and then you can cuddle me in bed,” she says. Midge can’t wait to slip naked between the cool sheets and hold him close to her.