Midge glances at Jaskier crouching next to her and her cheeks flush from something other than the sun. She’s picturing it now, and tries to replace the image with Jaskier.
“Way to make it sound ideal,” she replies. “Fortunately I’m pretty partial to yours, diseases and all.”
The grin growing on his lips could almost split his face. Oh, he loves her reaction.
"You're picturing it, are you not? You're so cute when you blush." That grin is replaced by a pout with her next comment. "Oi! I'm perfectly clean! I haven't had a rash in years!"
"To be fair, it should be my turn to be your nurse," he says as he stands up and kisses the top of her head. He speaks again when he's back on the bed. "It was a miracle that I didn't send my cold to your children."
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And then I missed this notif. Can’t win.
“Way to make it sound ideal,” she replies. “Fortunately I’m pretty partial to yours, diseases and all.”
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"You're picturing it, are you not? You're so cute when you blush." That grin is replaced by a pout with her next comment. "Oi! I'm perfectly clean! I haven't had a rash in years!"
Which means he did have an STD at some point.
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“You’d better be, considering how many times we’ve fucked without a condom.”
Everything seems okay, fortunately.
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