A wry smile crosses her face. “Very romantic. And you hit on me from the moment that you saw me. And when I hit on Geralt, you were so quick to mention that he had a wife, because you wanted me all to yourself, didn’t you, my cheeky bard?
Midge gently strokes her fingers through his chest hair. “At first I was annoyed, but then I chose to be flattered by it. You were clearly the one for me anyway.”
A very dramatic gasp. "Me? Never! I was merely protecting you from her devilish wife!"
Jaskier smiles and kisses her, feeling a bit of panic about you were clearly the one for me. He isn't the kind of guy to think about the future, but it seems Midge may be a decade ahead of him.
"Annoyed, flattered... horny... all the same thing, really," he teases.
“Of course you were,” Midge replies with a roll of her eyes. She’s not ten years down the road. She thinks Jaskier is the one for her right now, but hopefully into the future too.
“Maybe for you it is. Annoyances don’t usually make me horny, though I guess I’ve made the exception for you.”
"I know, I'm that charmingly special." He grins and winks. "I suppose it wouldn't be good for a performer to get horny every time someone heckles you. It'll be up to me to send you to the stage like that."
Just some teasing, since he can't wait for their plans to fuck her between sets.
Laughing. "Can't I do both?" In return, he kisses her forehead. "I had a great time too. Thanks for cooking for everyone. And for, well. Dealing with them. I know they aren't the easiest people out there."
He can't help but snort. "We really know how to pick them." One last kiss before he yawns. "Good night, dear."
They didn't do the fucking in front of the mirror, but they're both physically tired after their outing and emotionally exhausted, so a deep sleep in each other's arms is exactly what they need. Jaskier's body can tell the difference in sleeping on his own bed, and he truly wishes he could keep Midge there with him.
Between the exhaustion and being in the comfort of home, he doesn't wake up early this time. He cuddles close and ignores the sounds of Geralt waking up at too-damn-early-o'clock to train in the garden. He's used to it anyway; it's almost comforting.
Midge always sleeps comfortably when she’s with Jaskier. It’s almost as good as sleeping in her own bed. Every time when she accidentally moves away in the night, Jaskier pulls her in closer, like a child with a favorite teddy bear. The teddy bear isn’t complaining though.
She too hears Geralt in the yard below. Midge hums sleepily and tucks her head under Jaskier’s chin.
Not much time passes before another noise follows: Ciri getting ready for school. It's her very loud "bye" that pulls Jaskier out of dreamland, because he's developed an instinct to keep an eye on her. But he's still half asleep when he buries his face in Midge's neck and mumbles something about breakfast in the kitchen.
"Define 'awake'," he mumbles against her neck. "Good morning," he finally decides on and kisses whatever patch of her skin his mouth can find. "Sleep well, love?"
“Conscious,” she replies, barely conscious herself. Midge reaches out to touch Jaskier’s hair and stroke her fingers down his back. “I always sleep well with you.”
Now this is what he calls a wake-up call. Jaskier happily kisses her back, slowly and gently, just basking in the morning warmth of waking up next to someone.
"And people think I am horny..." he says while laughing, obviously delighted by her teasing. "Maybe I should cover you in honey and have you for breakfast."
"The absolute sweetest," he replies before he starts kissing her neck. If she's proud of being as horny as he is, he's going to take advantage of it, thank you very much. "A sweet personality, a sweet mouth, and the sweetest cunt."
A chuckle. "Can't it both?" he asks before capturing her mouth in a kiss - this one definitely more passionate. Calloused hands are already exploring her body.
When the kiss breaks, he grins. "Yep, definitely both. You taste like a sweet mother and my cum."
Midge actually gives a little gasp at that assessment, but she recovers quickly enough to play along.
“You love that I’m both, don’t you?” She gives a little shiver as Jaskier’s hands move over her curves. “I’m a good girl with a dirty side? A mother who still enjoys sucking her boyfriend’s cock?”
Her hands aren’t as exploratory as his. One goes right for his cock, fingers wrapping around it.
"You are- fuck," he curses when her hand wraps around his cock, his whole body shivering in delight. His cock is just starting to wake up, but that doesn't mean he doesn't like the attention. "I take it back, you're not a good girl, you are a very naughty, naughty girl. Evil, even."
He kisses her again while his hands grope her arse.
He wants to laugh, and he starts doing so, but it's soon replaced by a moan.
"Sweet and kind my arse - which happens to be cuter than yours." He doesn't truly think so, he thinks they're both nice in different ways - but this is now a teasing war. After pulling her hips closer, his hands make their way up and play with her breasts.
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Midge gently strokes her fingers through his chest hair. “At first I was annoyed, but then I chose to be flattered by it. You were clearly the one for me anyway.”
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Jaskier smiles and kisses her, feeling a bit of panic about you were clearly the one for me. He isn't the kind of guy to think about the future, but it seems Midge may be a decade ahead of him.
"Annoyed, flattered... horny... all the same thing, really," he teases.
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“Maybe for you it is. Annoyances don’t usually make me horny, though I guess I’ve made the exception for you.”
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Just some teasing, since he can't wait for their plans to fuck her between sets.
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Midge kisses his cheek.
“Today was wonderful. Thank you.”
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She hopes with everything in her that Jaskier’s next meeting with her family goes well. All she wants is for them to accept him, and vice versa.
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They didn't do the fucking in front of the mirror, but they're both physically tired after their outing and emotionally exhausted, so a deep sleep in each other's arms is exactly what they need. Jaskier's body can tell the difference in sleeping on his own bed, and he truly wishes he could keep Midge there with him.
Between the exhaustion and being in the comfort of home, he doesn't wake up early this time. He cuddles close and ignores the sounds of Geralt waking up at too-damn-early-o'clock to train in the garden. He's used to it anyway; it's almost comforting.
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She too hears Geralt in the yard below. Midge hums sleepily and tucks her head under Jaskier’s chin.
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Midge grumbles and stretches, but doesn’t get out of bed yet. “You awake?” she murmurs to Jaskier’s prone form next to her.
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Her lips find his for a gentle good morning kiss.
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He smiles. "You're better than breakfast."
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“Am I?” she asks. “Does that mean you’re going to eat me up?”
Double entendre very much intended.
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She laughs at that image. “Aren’t I already sweet enough?”
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“I’ve always been told that I have a dirty mouth,” Midge says.
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When the kiss breaks, he grins. "Yep, definitely both. You taste like a sweet mother and my cum."
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“You love that I’m both, don’t you?” She gives a little shiver as Jaskier’s hands move over her curves. “I’m a good girl with a dirty side? A mother who still enjoys sucking her boyfriend’s cock?”
Her hands aren’t as exploratory as his. One goes right for his cock, fingers wrapping around it.
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He kisses her again while his hands grope her arse.
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It’s her turn to gasp dramatically. “Evil? How dare you. I’ll have you know that I’m a perfect lady, sweet and kind and not at all teasing.”
Meanwhile, her hand slowly strokes up the length of his cock.
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"Sweet and kind my arse - which happens to be cuter than yours." He doesn't truly think so, he thinks they're both nice in different ways - but this is now a teasing war. After pulling her hips closer, his hands make their way up and play with her breasts.
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She gives his cock a little squeeze and hums softly when he starts to play with her breasts.
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if you ever want to interrupt this with a leg cramp, feel free lol
lol sex fails
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