Jaskier's about to respond with some loving words back, but then she tears up and he's shocked for a second, wondering if he did something wrong. Thankfully, she's just being emotional. And being able to express that is always a good thing.
"Oh, darling..." he whispers before gently cupping her face and kissing the tears away. "Never apologize for expressing your feelings. I'm so proud of you for discovering all these things, for not being scared of them, for embracing them. Everyone should be loved for who they truly are. It's the bare minimum. It's what you deserve." He kisses her softly, then. "I want you to be comfortable in your own skin and be proud of who you are, too."
They’re happy tears. Midge is so glad that she met him, and so glad that he’s decided to be in a relationship with her.
“I want that for you too,” she replies, gently stroking his hair. “Never be sorry for any of the parts of you that others might find weird. Those are the things that I love about you.”
"You're very sweet, love. Rest assured, I don't know the meaning of shame." And some people may see that as a flaw. He kisses her cheek, happily purring at the hand on his hair. "Of course, Ciri takes some offence to that." Wink~
“As all teenagers do,” Midge replies. “Most teenagers want nothing more than to be considered normal.” Which is probably why Ciri is feeling weird about her powers.
Midge kisses Jaskier tenderly. “But I enjoy being a freak like you. Every minute I spend with you I get more and more comfortable with the idea.”
A very happy chuckle after kissing her back. "Good. Mediocrity is boring as fuck." He kisses her again. "We shall go from stage to stage-" And again. "And conquer the whole bloody world." And again. "Until they're begging us to teach them to be freaks like us." A longer, deeper kiss.
"Throbbing," he replies without hesitation, thrusting his hips against her ass and whimpering a little. "Are you saying that you're ready to go again?"
Because he isn't sure how much longer he can wait.
The sight of her between his legs will always be amazing. He grabs a pillow from his comfy pile and throws it on the ground so she can use it for her knees, but before he can say anything else, she's already teasing him. Jaskier throws his head back and moans loudly.
He does care about her comfort, but the main reason this has become a reflex for him is that he's sucked enough dick in his life to remember what happens to your poor knees.
Jaskier whimpers again when she calls him a good boy and he buries his fingers in her hair, scratching a little but fighting the urge to push. Soon, his moans are echoing in the room, Midge's name interjected between moans. Her mouth is lovely, and she's slowly lighting his whole body on fire.
His reactions whenever she does this are always top notch. Midge wishes she could move outside of her body in order to watch him better.
With her free hand, she reaches down to stroke and play with his asshole, knowing how much he loves it. After taking his cock in deep and holding it for a second, Midge slides him out so that she can breathe. Her tongue moves up the underside of his cock.
“I love this very troublesome cock,” she tells him. “I love pleasing you like this.”
Her big blue eyes meet his as Midge takes him into her mouth again.
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oh Midge ;;
"Oh, darling..." he whispers before gently cupping her face and kissing the tears away. "Never apologize for expressing your feelings. I'm so proud of you for discovering all these things, for not being scared of them, for embracing them. Everyone should be loved for who they truly are. It's the bare minimum. It's what you deserve." He kisses her softly, then. "I want you to be comfortable in your own skin and be proud of who you are, too."
So emotional
“I want that for you too,” she replies, gently stroking his hair. “Never be sorry for any of the parts of you that others might find weird. Those are the things that I love about you.”
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Midge kisses Jaskier tenderly. “But I enjoy being a freak like you. Every minute I spend with you I get more and more comfortable with the idea.”
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Reaching her arms above her head, Midge stretches and leans back a little.
“How’s your cock, my love?”
From what she can see? Hard.
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Because he isn't sure how much longer he can wait.
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“How about this…?”
She eases herself off of his lap and gets down on her knees on the floor between his legs.
“I make you come with my mouth, then we take a little break, and then you fuck me from behind, when we’re both fully recovered.”
She can practically see him throbbing as she wraps her fingers around his erection. Her tongue flicks over the head, licking up a bead of precum.
“Sound good?”
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The sight of her between his legs will always be amazing. He grabs a pillow from his comfy pile and throws it on the ground so she can use it for her knees, but before he can say anything else, she's already teasing him. Jaskier throws his head back and moans loudly.
"Yesyesyes, please..."
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“Mmm, you’re such a good boy.” Midge winks at him, then gets back to work.
After sucking on the head of his cock for a moment, she starts to pump it in and out of her mouth, going slow enough to take a bit more each time.
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Jaskier whimpers again when she calls him a good boy and he buries his fingers in her hair, scratching a little but fighting the urge to push. Soon, his moans are echoing in the room, Midge's name interjected between moans. Her mouth is lovely, and she's slowly lighting his whole body on fire.
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With her free hand, she reaches down to stroke and play with his asshole, knowing how much he loves it. After taking his cock in deep and holding it for a second, Midge slides him out so that she can breathe. Her tongue moves up the underside of his cock.
“I love this very troublesome cock,” she tells him. “I love pleasing you like this.”
Her big blue eyes meet his as Midge takes him into her mouth again.