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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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."

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“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.

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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.

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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.

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"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.

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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.

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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.

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“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.

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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."

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“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?”

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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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She gasps and her body feels warm all over as she thinks about that. “Oh….” Her cheeks flush. He’s a pro at this. The image in her mind is so vivid. She’s so eager to let him corrupt her, to go a little bit wild. Doesn’t she deserve it?

“I’d love if you took me before a performance,” she breathes. “Bent me over my vanity in my dressing room and pulled down my panties…”

She’ll come back to Jaskier being Geralt’s manager later. Her mind is a bit occupied at the moment.

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Oh, look at her flush. She wasn't kidding about being new to this - it's not like Jaskier didn't believe her, but seeing it is something else. He gently grabs her chin and kisses both her cheeks.

"I'm definitely up for that," he replies with no hesitation. If it wasn't for his own gig this Friday, he'd even make plans now. "A vanity with a mirror, correct? Is that what you want, Midge? To see your own face as I pound into you? To admire your own tits while I pinch them?"

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“Yes,” she whispers. How has he managed to get her to spill such private desires so soon? Her nipples are rock hard and she can feel the wetness pooling between her legs again. “You’re going to make me be so naughty, aren’t you?”

Midge straddles his lap, her hands digging in the hair on his chest as she hungrily kisses his jaw and neck.

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"Make you?" He chuckles. "Darling, no need to hide from me. I'm just pulling out what you've been hiding under gloves and make-up." Which is pretty much saying that yes, he will, but with more words. Jaskier loves his words.

He gasps when she straddles his lap, because she's quite obviously not the only one who has been aroused by the conversation. Jaskier's dick has had time to rest and is slowly waking up. He mumbles a fuck when he notices she's wet against against his cock and his hips can't help thrusting a little.

"Eager to go for a ride?" he asks as he throws his head back to expose his neck (and its very light stretch marks) to all her kisses.

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“It’s a side only you will get to see,” she murmurs to him. Even if their relationship is casual, Midge doesn’t expect that she’ll be sleeping with any other men. Jaskier will reap all the benefits of her losing all sense of propriety.

She moans softly when his cock slides through her folds. “Yes. Would you rather lie down or sit just like this?” Both positions have appealing aspects to them. Midge kisses his exposed neck, not realizing that the striations that she’s looking at are stretch marks.

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That admission gets another mumbled fuck from him, this one a mix of arousal and frustration. A little voice in his head reminds him that they really need to have that conversation, but it's easily ignored because all his blood is traveling south.

He hums his appreciation for the kisses while his hand reaches behind him, patting the mattress to find the condom box. Thankfully, it didn't fall too far, but he doesn't do anything with it yet. Midge has taken control of the situation, and Jaskier likes it. He wants more.

"Both very tempting options." He lowers his voice like before, since she clearly likes it. "I'm in your hands, my witty lady. Show me this side of yours - let it out. It's earned some fun."

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“Let’s stay like this,” she says. “Then I can have you close to me.”

Midge gets up on her knees and guides his head to her chest, wanting to feel his mouth on her breasts. With a sigh, she runs her fingers through his hair. There’s something so luxurious about doing this in the middle of the afternoon when other people are working or running errands. Time has seemed to stop for her since they entered her bedroom.

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Before he can respond, she's pushing his head right into her breasts, and Jaskier isn't complaining. Gotta love a woman that gets what she wants. There's no hesitation in his reaction; his mouth immediately opens and gets down to work, his hands soon joining to help. He kisses, sucks, and squeezes rather enthusiastically, making lots of colorful noises to prove how much he enjoys it - and because the noises make it dirtier.

Realizing that this area is also usually covered, Jaskier nibbles and licks her inner breast, making a new hickey canvas to match her thighs.

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Midge moans softly in response to his attention, her fingers sifting through his hair. “That feels so good…”

She giggles when she realizes what he’s doing. “Adding to your other artwork?” she asks. Midge doesn’t mind the marks, as long as they aren’t done in place where she might have to explain them.

Gently, she rocks her hips back and forth, pushing his hardening cock through her wet folds. That alone is a wonderful sensation, but it makes her yearn for more. She’ll have it soon enough.

“What did you touch earlier?” she asks. “Inside me… something that made my orgasm so intense.”