Jaskier groans against her mouth, his hips instantly reacting as they buck to seek more of her touch. He can feel their bodies warming up already, and he always smiles at the way they perfectly fit against each other.
"Good, because I love singing for you." His hand never stops moving, but now he makes sure to tease her clit before it moves down. "And I love the way you sing for me, too."
Even when he’s not inside of her, they still fit perfectly together. Jaskier fulfills something that she didn’t even realize was missing in her life: a sense of adventure and excitement.
“You don’t want to hear me sing,” Midge says with a breathless laugh. “But I think you mean this…” She lets out a needy moan.
Her fingers tease the head of his cock before striking back down the shaft again.
"Yes, that's it, gorgeous," he replies with a wide smile. "What a good girl you are for me."
Jaskier moans for her, too, before capturing her mouth in another kiss. They just stay like that for a while, sharing lazy kisses and touching each other slowly just to bask in their closeness. His whole body feels relaxed and tingly with coziness, and he loves it. Soon his cock is hard and erect for her, the tip dripping precum on her fingers.
"I must wonder..." he asks as he keeps rubbing their noses together. "Does that shirt even smell like me anymore?"
"Of course I do," he replies with a pout because he's lost her face. He buries his nose in her hair instead. "You look absolutely--"
His own moan interrupts his words - watching her lick his precum as if it was ice cream (while wearing his shirt!) is such an erotic sight. Jaskier kisses her again when she's done, letting their tongues share the taste.
"I love hearing you ask for it," he says with a grin and considers their options for a second. Since they're going for lazy, and there's a position she likes... "Well then, my goddess, I want to be skin to skin with you, soooo~"
Jaskier kisses her while removing his shirt to leave her exposed - he misses how she looked already, but it's a necessary sacrifice. Then he gently moves her to leave her on her side, her back against his chest, their bodies perfectly lining against each other. As he drops kisses on her shoulder and neck, he lifts her leg and finally penetrates her, moaning against her skin.
"I sink into heaven every time," he whispers as his arm comes around her waist and squeezes her tit. Then he starts thrusting, slowly and gently to keep up with the mood.
She misses his shirt too; it was warm and comfortable. Having him press up behind her is wonderful though. They fit together so perfectly, and she loves it in this position. The only downside is that she can’t kiss him.
Midge moans softly as he pushes into her, then adjusts so that he can easily thrust inside her.
“Do you?” She asks. “How do you know what heaven feels like?”
Reaching for one of his hands, she laces their fingers together.
"Heaven isn't a place," he replies as he squeezes her hand. "It is a happening. It happens in you and me."
His thrusts continue slow and steady, just basking in the moment, enjoying the closeness and the way their bodies perfectly connect. It's a delicious slow burn that keeps him tingling all over, even his mind. Jaskier keeps his voice low against her ear and makes a mental note that they need to have lazy morning sex in a forest so the birds can be their background instead of those fucking cars.
"The inner beauty and the serenity in moments of true love are its own reward."
Her eyes flutter closed so that she can enjoy all the other sensations that he’s bringing to her body. His words are so sweet and the way that he slowly fills her feels exquisite.
“I love being a good girl, your good girl,” she says. “Always so eager and ready for you because you make me feel so good. I love making you feel good too.” Midge moans for him, knowing that he likes it. “It’s so deep like this, with your whole cock inside me.”
Midge can feel every perfect inch of him. She feels full, surrounded by him.
"You do, darling; you always make me feel good." Indeed, he loves those moans, and he rewards them by playing with her nipples. "You were so brave for me today, learning a new way to touch me, playing me like you play your audience. You like it deep, mmh? Something in common. Let me see..."
Jaskier gently pushes her down, just a little bit. He doesn't let her fall fully on her chest, their arms keep up enough of their weight - but it's enough for him to press her into the mattress, covering her with his sweaty, hairy body as he keeps thrusting into her, his moans echoing in the bedroom.
He loves the way she takes him so eagerly, opening her legs in a silent way to ask for more. And by being lazy, he gets to enjoy it more, moaning hard every time she tightens around him. Just to tease her in return, he gives one hard thrust and stays buried in her to the hilt without moving.
"Yes," he whimpers as he buries his face in her neck, his hand still playing with her tits. "You take me so well. Such a good girl. A good, wet, eager girl, always ready to play with me. I want to keep you in bed all morning so I can stay inside you, fill you up with both my cock and my seed. Leave you dripping."
The thrusting restarts and Jaskier doesn't stop the kisses, this time open-mouthed - licking and nibbling as if he was desperate to have her in as many times as possible.
"As many as necessary," he replies with obvious exaggeration - he just likes being dramatic. "Are you touching yourself, love? Are you pretending that's my hand? Or mayhaps my tongue?"
Seeing as Midge needs a little more, Jaskier picks up the speed - still not as fast and frantic as their other fucks, but the laziness has definitely been left behind. He pants and moans her name as he nails dig into the skin of her breasts. Obviously, he didn't leave enough marks last night.
He’s fucking her more thoroughly now, his cock filling her steadily. The way he moans her name sends a shiver of pleasure through her; she can’t help but respond with a moaned utterance of his name.
Leaning her head back on Jaskier’s shoulder, Midge gasps a few times before succumbing to her orgasm. Her body trembles, cunt tightening around him as her sweet moans fill the air.
Her orgasms are always a piece of art to admire, an erotic sight that pushes Jaskier to the edge as well. After a few more pumps, he's coming inside her, leaving his cock inside to the hilt to enjoy the way she's tightening around him. Jaskier buries his face in her neck and clings to her as he orgasms, his whole body shaking in absolute bliss.
He collapses on top of her, panting but still nuzzling her neck as he enjoys the floaty feeling that still clouds his mind. It takes him a few seconds to land in reality and whisper- "Good morning."
She comes down as he’s finishing and she’s aware enough to enjoy the sounds of his moans and the feeling of him finishing inside of her.
Midge lays her head down on a pillow and gazes up at him with one eye and a sated smile. “Good morning, my love. Do you plan to wake me up that way often?”
As nice as it is to be inside her, Jaskier reminds himself that they aren't in the most comfortable of positions to just be lazy, so he drops a few kisses on her shoulder as he gently pulls out. Now he can bring her to his chest for proper cuddling.
"Mmmh, I don't know." He pretends to think about it very hard. "You cheated. You were supposed to stay asleep a little longer."
Midge gladly crawls into his arms, exactly where she belongs.
“Oh was I?” She asks with a serious tone. “So sorry. I guess I’ll pretend to still be asleep next time.” Her fingers brush through his hair. “You wanted to give me an orgasm in my sleep?”
He immediately wraps his arms around her and keeps her close.
"Get you close, at least," he replies while chasing her hand with his mouth to kiss it. "I don't know if someone can sleep through an orgasm. Next time, I'll abandon all teasing and just eat my breakfast."
"Love you too, darling," he answers with an equally soft kiss.
If you ask Jaskier, starting the morning with lazy sex, leftover ice cream, and shower sex is the perfect way to start any day. He isn't a fan of routines, but he could get used to this more often.
Jaskier waits a few hours before texting Midge, wanting to be sure he isn't interrupting a bad moment with her parents. He's afraid a text from him could make it worse.
It’s a blissful morning. Midge hates to part with him and return to her family, even though she knows she must. Time to face her parents.
She figured she’d get a text from Jaskier later.
They’re not thrilled, but they also know there isn’t much they can do about it. They have their grandchildren. I picked you purely for me, not for anybody else.
It wasn’t exactly a fight, but I said things to them that I’ve never said before.
I picked you purely for me. Damn, those are words worth a poem. They make Jaskier's chest feel warm and fuzzy, too.
Sorry you had to go through that. Although I must admit, I wish I could've heard what 'new' things you said to them. I love it when you get feisty and stand up to them.
All is well here. They're glad they don't have to hide the booze anymore. So whenever you don't have the kids next week, come over with your suitcase. And your toothbrush - you're allowed to stay the night, if it pleases you.
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"Good, because I love singing for you." His hand never stops moving, but now he makes sure to tease her clit before it moves down. "And I love the way you sing for me, too."
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“You don’t want to hear me sing,” Midge says with a breathless laugh. “But I think you mean this…” She lets out a needy moan.
Her fingers tease the head of his cock before striking back down the shaft again.
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Jaskier moans for her, too, before capturing her mouth in another kiss. They just stay like that for a while, sharing lazy kisses and touching each other slowly just to bask in their closeness. His whole body feels relaxed and tingly with coziness, and he loves it. Soon his cock is hard and erect for her, the tip dripping precum on her fingers.
"I must wonder..." he asks as he keeps rubbing their noses together. "Does that shirt even smell like me anymore?"
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Lying here touching and kissing is a blissful feeling. Midge’s breath is coming in shorter pants now as his hand builds her pleasure.
At his question, she buries her nose in the shirt. “Not as much, but yes. You like seeing it on me, don’t you?”
She lifts her precum-covered fingers to her mouth and licks them clean before resuming her stroking. He’s hard and throbbing in her hand.
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His own moan interrupts his words - watching her lick his precum as if it was ice cream (while wearing his shirt!) is such an erotic sight. Jaskier kisses her again when she's done, letting their tongues share the taste.
"Tell me what you want, dear."
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“I want you to make love to me,” she murmurs against his lips. “I want to feel that perfect cock so deep inside me.”
Midge is well ready to take him after being touched for so long. He can choose the position. She just wants to be filled up by him.
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Jaskier kisses her while removing his shirt to leave her exposed - he misses how she looked already, but it's a necessary sacrifice. Then he gently moves her to leave her on her side, her back against his chest, their bodies perfectly lining against each other. As he drops kisses on her shoulder and neck, he lifts her leg and finally penetrates her, moaning against her skin.
"I sink into heaven every time," he whispers as his arm comes around her waist and squeezes her tit. Then he starts thrusting, slowly and gently to keep up with the mood.
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Midge moans softly as he pushes into her, then adjusts so that he can easily thrust inside her.
“Do you?” She asks. “How do you know what heaven feels like?”
Reaching for one of his hands, she laces their fingers together.
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His thrusts continue slow and steady, just basking in the moment, enjoying the closeness and the way their bodies perfectly connect. It's a delicious slow burn that keeps him tingling all over, even his mind. Jaskier keeps his voice low against her ear and makes a mental note that they need to have lazy morning sex in a forest so the birds can be their background instead of those fucking cars.
"The inner beauty and the serenity in moments of true love are its own reward."
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“I love being a good girl, your good girl,” she says. “Always so eager and ready for you because you make me feel so good. I love making you feel good too.” Midge moans for him, knowing that he likes it. “It’s so deep like this, with your whole cock inside me.”
Midge can feel every perfect inch of him. She feels full, surrounded by him.
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Jaskier gently pushes her down, just a little bit. He doesn't let her fall fully on her chest, their arms keep up enough of their weight - but it's enough for him to press her into the mattress, covering her with his sweaty, hairy body as he keeps thrusting into her, his moans echoing in the bedroom.
I slept… and now I’m awake
“Fuck, you feel so good,” she tells him. “I can feel every inch of your cock when you push inside me. Do you like how I can take you to the hilt?”
Midge tightens her walls around him as he pulls out. Their sex might be less frenzied this morning, but it’s no less erotic.
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"Yes," he whimpers as he buries his face in her neck, his hand still playing with her tits. "You take me so well. Such a good girl. A good, wet, eager girl, always ready to play with me. I want to keep you in bed all morning so I can stay inside you, fill you up with both my cock and my seed. Leave you dripping."
The thrusting restarts and Jaskier doesn't stop the kisses, this time open-mouthed - licking and nibbling as if he was desperate to have her in as many times as possible.
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“I love everything that you do to me,” Midge says. “All of me is for you, love.”
Jaskier may not be possessive, but she likes reminding him that she’s all his. He’s the only one who gets to enjoy her like this.
Going slowly is driving her crazy in the best way. One hand sides down between her legs so that she can stroke her swollen clit.
“You want to see your cum dripping down my thigh? How many times are you going to fill me?”
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Seeing as Midge needs a little more, Jaskier picks up the speed - still not as fast and frantic as their other fucks, but the laziness has definitely been left behind. He pants and moans her name as he nails dig into the skin of her breasts. Obviously, he didn't leave enough marks last night.
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He’s fucking her more thoroughly now, his cock filling her steadily. The way he moans her name sends a shiver of pleasure through her; she can’t help but respond with a moaned utterance of his name.
Leaning her head back on Jaskier’s shoulder, Midge gasps a few times before succumbing to her orgasm. Her body trembles, cunt tightening around him as her sweet moans fill the air.
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He collapses on top of her, panting but still nuzzling her neck as he enjoys the floaty feeling that still clouds his mind. It takes him a few seconds to land in reality and whisper- "Good morning."
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Midge lays her head down on a pillow and gazes up at him with one eye and a sated smile. “Good morning, my love. Do you plan to wake me up that way often?”
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"Mmmh, I don't know." He pretends to think about it very hard. "You cheated. You were supposed to stay asleep a little longer."
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“Oh was I?” She asks with a serious tone. “So sorry. I guess I’ll pretend to still be asleep next time.” Her fingers brush through his hair. “You wanted to give me an orgasm in my sleep?”
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"Get you close, at least," he replies while chasing her hand with his mouth to kiss it. "I don't know if someone can sleep through an orgasm. Next time, I'll abandon all teasing and just eat my breakfast."
Meaning, he wants to wake her up with his mouth.
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“I think that would almost certainly wake me up. I could get very used to waking up like this.”
Leaning in, she kisses him long and languidly. “I love you,” Midge murmurs, just because she gets to say it whenever she wants to now.
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If you ask Jaskier, starting the morning with lazy sex, leftover ice cream, and shower sex is the perfect way to start any day. He isn't a fan of routines, but he could get used to this more often.
Jaskier waits a few hours before texting Midge, wanting to be sure he isn't interrupting a bad moment with her parents. He's afraid a text from him could make it worse.
So? How did it go?
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She figured she’d get a text from Jaskier later.
They’re not thrilled, but they also know there isn’t much they can do about it. They have their grandchildren. I picked you purely for me, not for anybody else.
It wasn’t exactly a fight, but I said things to them that I’ve never said before.
Any reactions from your family?
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Sorry you had to go through that. Although I must admit, I wish I could've heard what 'new' things you said to them. I love it when you get feisty and stand up to them.
All is well here. They're glad they don't have to hide the booze anymore. So whenever you don't have the kids next week, come over with your suitcase. And your toothbrush - you're allowed to stay the night, if it pleases you.
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