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How is he supposed to deny such a sweet request? It only takes him two more thrusts to reach finally his peak, burying his cock as deep as possible while he lets out the loudest moan yet. His whole body shudders as a wonderful orgasm hits him from head to toes, an addictive high of absolute pleasure that nothing in the world can match (except for the attention of a loving audience).

Mind blank with pure bliss, a panting Jaskier collapses on top of Midge, his face looking for skin to nuzzle as his first post-orgasm instinct is always a cuddle to enjoy the aftermath. When he regains his breath, he remembers that he's still inside of her and she hasn't finished, so he doesn't hesitate to get back to work.

He doesn't pull out yet, hoping that keeping her full will help with her orgasm. His hand works her clit while his face descends to her chest, sucking and nibbling on a perky nipple.

He looks as if he’s in pure ecstasy when he comes and Midge is happy to take some of the credit for it. As arousing as it is to witness his orgasm, it doesn’t quite push her over the edge too.

Fortunately, Jaskier hasn’t forgotten about her. She’s glad when he doesn’t pull out. Pushing them onto their sides gives him more balance so that he can touch her. Midge hitches her leg high on his hip, opening herself wide for him.

“Yes… like that.”

It hasn’t taken him very long to learn what she likes. As his thumb teases her clit and his mouth sucks at her nipple, she can feel her pleasure growing exponentially.

“You’re so good to me…”

He hums his appreciation for the compliment, and wishes he had the refractory period he used to have at eighteen just so he could fuck her all over again. Which gives him an idea. When he pulls his mouth away from her breast, a trail of spit keeps them connected, and he has no shame in licking it up.

"Is this alright?" His thumb never leaves her clit, but one of his fingers teases her entrance, attempting to go in together with his flacid dick. "Or would it be too much?" He then nibbles her ear before whispering. "I can always pull out and only use my fingers to play you like a lute... but it's up to you."

Giving her choices at a time like this is slightly difficult for her. Jaskier slows down just enough so that she can think. His cock is wonderful, but if he doesn’t mind not feeling her come around him, then she knows what she wants.

“Pull out and use your fingers,” she asks with a whimper. “Please.” The idea of him playing her like a lute is very appealing.

Jaskier pulls out as soon as she finishes saying out, hissing a little because he's rather sensitive down there after an orgasm. His face never leaves her ear, and he uses his deepest tone to talk while his finger starts massaging her entrance

"I'm guessing you've never taken fingers and a cock at the same time?" His first finger goes in rather easily, thanks to how wet she is. Jaskier lets it explore, touching every wall and curling to try to find that sweet spot. "It's marvellous." Someone is speaking from experience here. Another finger goes in, knuckles flexing as he studies his face, analyzing every noise she makes to find the right notes. "It makes you feel so full." With that, he adds a third finger, and now he can start thrusting in rhythm with his thumb playing with her clit. "Sing for me, darling."

She hasn’t. None of her past lovers have ever tried to put their fingers inside her while their cock was still in. It’s something to consider for the future, though right now, she’s very focused on what Jaskier is doing in the present.

Between his hands and the words being whispered in her ear, Midge feels electric, with so many of her turn ons being engaged at once. After having his cock inside of her, one finger doesn’t feel like much, but then he keeps whispering to her, keeps adding more…

His fingertips brush over something deep inside of her that hits her like an electric shock. Her eyes shoot open and she moans out her pleasure for him, her hips stuttering against his hand.

“Oh fuck,” she cries out. “Keep going, just like that…”

He smugly grins when he finds the right spot and starts rubbing it - but this doesn't stop him from being a tease. Whenever he notices her moans getting higher, he pulls his fingers out for a second before inserting them again, repeating the process in a maddening game. Play her like a lute indeed.

"Such a dirty mouth for a self-proclaimed lady. Proud of your manners may you be, yet here you are now, so wet and open for me..."

“All for you,” she pants. Midge claws at his chest, grunting in frustration when he pulls his fingers away. “You love my dirty mouth… fuck me with your fingers, Jaskier.”

Her blue eyes are on fire as they meet his, her hips continuing to push back against him. She’s wide open for him, not caring if it makes her seem desperate or unladylike. His fingers make lewd sounds every time he thrusts them into her wet cunt. Jaskier keeps bringing her up closer to her sweet release, then stopping before she can get there.

“Please…” she begs sweetly, “please make me come.”

[ OOC: Eat your heart out, Jaskier ]

"Yes, I do," he admits with no shame. "Dirty. Feisty. Creative. Such a lovely mouth you have. I bet it would look even prettier wrapped around my cock."

How can he say no to such a sweet request? Seeing she's reached the point of desperation, Jaskier thinks it's time for her to let go. He buries his fingers as deeply as possible and enthusiastically rubs her special spot, with his thumb copying that rhythm on her clit. After one more kiss on the corner of her mouth, he pulls his head back to watch her come.

"I missed it while I was under your skirt, so show me now - show me how gorgeous you can be while you come for me, darling."

With a final gasp, Midge’s eyes roll back as the orgasm slams into her like a wall. She’s silent for just a moment as her body stiffens, then her wails of pleasure echo off the walls. Midge rides the wave of ecstasy for as long as she can, grabbing at Jaskier for purchase.

When it finally subsides, she relaxes on the bed, boneless and speechless.

Jaskier's fingers never stop moving, helping her ride out her orgasm until she's milked every second of it. She looks as beautiful as he imagined she would, and he wishes he could take a picture for -ahem- later inspiration.

He doesn't let go until she collapses. His fingers reach his mouth and he quickly sucks them clean before collapsing next to her. The condom full of cum is still on his dick and he doesn't give a fuck, he just wants to enjoy the moment. Gentle hands bring Midge to his hairy chest, and Jaskier kisses her forehead before nuzzling her hair, a sticky hand drawing random shapes on her back.

Soon, he's humming a happy little tune, just content to cuddle.

Midge nuzzles into his chest, enjoying the good feelings of the afterglow after two very good orgasms. She’s quiet for a moment, then exhales deeply in satisfaction.

“I see why you were so highly recommended,” she said.

That exhale talks volumes, and Jaskier feels rather pleased with himself. Her comment takes him by surprise, and he can't help laughing.

"Glad to hear my reputation continues to precede me." He raises an eyebrow. "Is that why you asked around? Checking the reviews before buying the tickets?"

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Midge laughs warmly at that, feeling languid and comfortable pressed up against him.

“Not necessarily… just trying to see what kind of guy you are… whether you’re discreet.”

She’s not embarrassed by anything that they’ve done, but she’d also rather it not be spread around the club.

Her laughter is music to his ears, and he just wants to keep making her laugh over and over. Which is ironic considering who she is and all.

"That is probably the last adjective anyone would ever use to describe me," he says between chuckles. "But I get what you mean - bedroom privacy. Worry not, there won't be any gossip about our unladylike activities. I can't promise my next song won't be about your tits, though. But anonymous tits, if that helps."

“I’m not ashamed,” she reassures him, running a hand through his hair, “but I’ve also never done anything like this before.” Good girls don’t usually have sex with men they just met, but Midge’s definition of what makes a good girl is also shifting the longer she’s in the entertainment industry. Random sex between consenting adults is far from the worst thing that happens.

Midge grins when he mentions writing a song about her tits. “Not to brag, but they’re pretty spectacular.” She stretches her arms up over her head, showing them off.

“Seems like you enjoyed yourself too,” she says, her eyes flicking down to his cock.

His humming is pretty much a purr by now, that nice her hand on his head feels. However, he stops in surprise when she makes her little confession.

"Never? Really?" He tilts his head. "I never thought you were ashamed, the lady thing was just teasing. Gods, a beautiful woman like you must've received so many propositions..." Yet she saved herself, huh? Jaskier's look and smile soften. "Your ex-husband didn't deserve you". Maybe he can hire Geralt to punch Joel. Just for fun.

The comment about her breasts makes him laugh, and he drops a kiss between them while he answers that they are.

When Midge looks at his cock, Jaskier finally remembers the condom and carefully takes it off, tying it up while he answers. "Oh, absolutely. Orgasms hit differently when two artists come together with a spark. And you're incredibly sparky." He winks before looking around. "Is there a place where I can throw this without your family seeing it? Unless there's a hot sibling you haven't told me about." Just kidding. Maybe.

Midge likes touching him and being touched by him in return. Such a thing was missing in her life after the divorce. She laughs softly at his certainty that she’s been propositioned in the past. “There have been a few,” she replies. “Some welcome, some not.” Midge smiles at him warmly. “Thank you,” she says quietly. Geralt would probably punch Joel into next week.

She wishes she could keep him there with his mouth on the tender skin of her breasts, but both of them need a rest. Reluctantly, she leaves Jaskier’s embrace to get some tissues to wrap the used condom in. “My hot sibling lives in Poughkeepsie.” And as far as Midge can tell, wouldn’t be romantically interested in Jaskier.

"I don't know where that is, but I'm guessing it's far away."

Jaskier makes a ball with the tissues around the condom to make it look like a regular paper ball before Midge throws it in a trash can. When she comes back, Jaskier is sitting on the edge of the bed, and he drags her down to sit on his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"I'd love to do this again," he says before kissing her cheek. "But there's a conversation we need to have. Considering the order of events has changed, I don't know if that's something you want to do now, or after our date, if the date is still on the table at all...?"

She's the one who never did this before. As happy as he is to show her the ropes, he better keep an eye out for whatever she may be feeling about it.

Midge wraps her arms around his neck and settles into his lap. She exhales slowly as she listens to what he has to say.

“I’d like to do this again,” she tells him, “and… yes, I’d still like to go on a date with you.”

It’s hard to say what this is between them and Midge isn’t sure if she wants to decide that right now. She’s being guided purely by emotion at this point.

His smile is bright and wide at her answer, his mind already going through the hundred things they could do together.

"Then we shall have this conversation after our date. Nothing could possibly go wrong after a few drinks, right?" Just a bit of teasing before he captures her mouth in his for a soft, lazy kiss.

“Which conversation is that?” She asks between kisses. “What you want to do to me?” Midge likes the idea of hearing that. In fact, she wouldn’t mind hearing what he has to say on the matter right now. It will probably inspire her.

She runs her hands over his chest as they kiss. “How did you get muscles like this?” she asks.

He laughs at her question. She's so good at making him laugh, that alone is priceless. But maybe he shouldn't associate her making him laugh with sex; otherwise, he'll get a boner when he finally sees her act on Friday.

"Gods, the things I'd do to you. Your folks would be back before I was done listing them." His mouth chases hers for more kisses while a hand caresses her back. "Lots of walking and playing monster bait. I dance while I sing, too. And I supposed we should count all the fucking as exercise as well."

“Tell me…” she murmurs, her eyes fluttering closed. “I… really like hearing it.” The only other person that she’s admitted that to is Joel, and he didn’t have quite the way with words that Jaskier does. “I’ll tell you something that I want to do with you as well.” Midge supposes they’ll have to do this again, otherwise they won’t get to continue to explore each other, to find new ways to give and receive pleasure. Having that sort of relationship with him sounds incredibly appealing.

“Oh is that it? All the fucking gave you these abs?” Her fingers trace the muscles. “You played monster bait?”

So cute and coquettish, gosh. It'll be very hard to say no to anything if she keeps asking like that. "New to this yet so eager. A very dirty lady indeed." Just a bit of teasing before he buries his nose in her ear, lowering his voice to a husky tone. "I want to open you with my tongue right before a performance and send you out with a toy up your cunt. Then I'd find a table at the back and touch myself while I watch you tremble every time you take a step. Every time you tell a dirty joke, you'd be thinking about my cock."

Don't mind him. It's no possessiveness, just his ego.

"All the fucking keeps me young," he jokes back. A nod. "Geralt kills the monsters, I sing about it. Now I think about it, I suppose I'm a sort of manager too."

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oh she looks absolutely gorgeous

i know!

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