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Jaskier has always been shameless, but he doesn't expect Midge to be the one starting a kiss in the cab. Maybe he is corrupting her after all. His hand falls on her thigh as he kisses her back, humming in delight.

"I've missed you, too."

Before they can forget where they are and let things escalate, the cab makes it to their destination, and the driver is clearly relieved to get rid of them. Jaskier puts his arm around Midge's back as they make their way into the building, and as soon as the elevator doors close, his hand drops to squeeze her arse.

"Kissing me so needily on the back of the cab," he whispers against her ear. "My witty lady is in a daring mood tonight."

It’s just a little kiss. Midge isn’t trying to start anything in the cab, nor is she trying to make the driver uncomfortable, but maybe she got a bit carried away. At least they’re at the apartment now.

She gives a little yelp when Jaskier grabs her ass. “Just showing you how much I missed you, my sweet bard.” Reaching back, she gently cups his penis.

Jaskier gasps and quickly follows it with laughter. She's definitely very daring tonight, and he's loving it. He wraps his arms around her, bringing her close to kiss her again. He barely gets started when the elevator reaches their floor and the doors open.

"Unfair, I was having fun." He isn't coming out. "What if I push that big red button and fuck you here?"

She grins and laughs with him before turning around to kiss him as the elevator takes them up to the third floor.

“I don’t think my claustrophobia would like that very much,” Midge replies before taking his hand. “There’s much more room in the apartment. Remember how big the bed is?”

"But the bed is so far awaaaaaaaaay..." The whining tone is exaggerated and dramatic, making sure she knows he's teasing.

Jaskier follows her into the apartment, and as soon as she locks the door, he pushes her against it and captures her mouth in a kiss. It's rough, needy, desperate - his body has missed her curves, his heart has missed their shared spark, his mind wants to get lost in mindless fucking and stop thinking. He only breaks the kiss to drop his satchel on the floor and put down his lute on top of it - the only thing he does slowly and gently, because his instrument is sacred.

Then it's back to kissing her- not, devouring her. His tongue searches for hers and his hungry lips smear her lipstick all over both their mouths. Calloused hands fall on Midge's thighs to raise her, guiding her to wrap her legs around his waist. Now he can grind against her, his cock slowly waking up in his pants.

It’s always amusing to her how he treats his lute with such care. She doesn’t blame him, of course, but he could be in the middle of a hurricane and his lute will still get laid down gently, like a baby.

Midge doesn’t have too long to contemplate this because soon she’s up against the door with his hands in her hair and his mouth on hers. She kisses him hungrily, then wraps her legs around his waist, her skirt hiking up. No sexy lingerie seduction tonight. Both of them are starving for each other.

“Fuck,” she gasps in between kisses. “I’ve missed your cock, my sweet bard.” She can feel him growing hard against her.

"Good," he replies with a husky voice. "Because I'm going to fuck you so many times tonight, you'll still be feeling my cock in you while you're on stage."

While kissing her again, he carries her to the living room, dropping both their jackets along the way. Her hat has already fallen, which makes him feel very smug. Without much warning, he drops Midge on the couch and takes off her shoes before doing the same with his own. He takes off his belt and his vest, too, but he leaves his tie on for her to grab if she wishes.

Now that the annoying layers are off, Jaskier climbs between her legs to resume the kiss, the tent in his pants quite obvious. Once again, calloused hands wrap her legs around him so he can grind against her - is she already wet, he wonders. Will it leave a stain on his pants? He doesn't care - no, scratch that, he does care, but only by finding it terribly arousing. Once he's tasted every inch of her mouth, he drops a trail of kisses down her neck until he reaches her cleavage and just buries his face in it.

“Yeah?” She grins. “You want me to feel it and think about you while I’m up there?”

Midge does grab at his tie so that she can pull him in for another hungry kiss. A soft moan leaves her mouth at the sensation of grinding against his cock. She’s not drenched yet, but she’s getting there. While Jaskier concentrates on her breasts, Midge reaches down and adjusts herself so that she can get her panties off. Once they’re tossed on the floor, she digs both of her hands into Jaskier’s hair, tugging gently at it.

A glint appears in Jaskier's eyes as she gets her panties off, and he grins against her breasts.

"Always so eager for me. Madenning."

He nibbles on a tit before going down, disappearing under her skirt. She's not drenched yet, no, and it's his job to do so. There's no foreplay on her thighs, not this time - they need a good orgasm to burn this need off. Jaskier wraps her legs around his head and neck before diving in, taking her into his mouth with the same desperation he used to kiss her.

“You love it.”

Midge lets out a moan when Jaskier presses his mouth against her cunt. She spreads her thighs eagerly and pulls up her dress so that she can watch him between her legs. Just seeing him down there makes the honey start to pool between her folds. Her fingers stay tangled in his hair, gently guiding his tongue where she wants it.

His reply is a simple hum of agreement. Of course he loves it.

Her moans are such beautiful music, and Jaskier is eager for more of them to caress his ears. He wraps his arms around her legs, fingers digging into her skin as his mouth closes around her clit. He sucks with the thirst of a man in the desert, letting his tongue flick it and lick it with gusto. The act itself is incredibly arousing for him, too, and his hips start to thrust into the couch.

“Oh, fuck…”

Midge’s eyes flutter closed for a second as she enjoys the sensation of his mouth. Her hips rock gently against his face, wanting more. After going without for so long, it won’t take Jaskier long to make her come.

“Your tongue is so good…” She gasps and moans. “That’s it… get me dripping wet for you.”

When she starts rocking against his face, he knows she's ready. But he keeps pleasuring her just a bit longer, always eager to spoil a lover and tremendously addicted to the taste of her cunt. He doesn't pull back until his lower face is completely wet with her arousal and his underwear feels too fucking tight.

Jaskier sits on his heels and guides Midge's hands to the front of his pants. "Want to do the honors, darling?"

He brings her up and up until Midge is about to orgasm, then pulls back. She whimpers in need and quickly unbuttons Jaskier’s pants. He looks even hotter than usual with his face covered in her juices like that.

Pants open, Midge pushes them down along with his underwear. “I took the potion,” she tells him breathlessly. Are they safe without a condom? Technically, they’ve already fucked without a condom.

Jaskier’s hard cock springs up and Midge wraps her fingers around it, stroking him to further hardness.

His eyes widen. "You did--?"

Before he can say more, Midge wraps her lovely fingers around his throbbing cock, and Jaskier lets out a very needy moan. He holds on to the back of the couch and thrusts into her hand, desperate for more.

"Midge... I want you..."

Her movements slow down when he becomes fully hard, and he sees that as his sign to continue. Jaskier captures her mouth in a needy kiss as he lowers his body on top of hers. His hand guides his aching cock to her entrance and he penetrates her slowly, keeping an eye out for any discomfort - he may've eaten her out, but this is still round one and they didn't do much foreplay. He mumbles a whimpering fuck under his breath, driven crazy by how tight and wet she's around him. Without the condom or the bathtub, he's feeling her all, and gods, he should've asked Yennefer for that damn potion sooner.

Once he's sure she's fine, all bets are off. It's clear they're both desperate for each other and they need to get it out of their system. Jaskier makes her wrap her legs around him for easier access and starts thrusting into her hard, panting and moaning her name right into her ear. She's always felt amazing, but without a condom, it's even better.

Midge moans in satisfaction when he pushes his hard cock inside of her. She’s wet enough that there is no pain. Without the condom, she can really feel him and the sensation is incredible.

At his urging, her legs move easily up over his hips. Midge arches her back, doing her best to meet each of his thrusts. It’s intense, and desperate, and just what she needs. Her hands dig into his hair.

“Jaskier…”

Her moaning his name is the sweetest music and it drives him crazy. His fingers dig into the skin of her thigh, needing to hold on as he picks up speed. Every moan of hers, every look, every drop of her arousal wetting his cock make his blood boil.

"Midge..." he moans back with his mouth still against her ear, his mouth clumsily trying to kiss the closest skin available. "Fuck, you're so good and wet for me. And raw. It's so fucking good. You're a dream, darling."

His free hand reaches between them, struggling to move off the skirt of her dress for a second before finally finding her clit to rub with the same desperation.

“You feel perfect,” she gasps. “Don’t stop…”

All Midge can really do in this position is hold on for dear life, but sometimes just being fucked into a mattress or couch is perfect. It’s all she needs right now, to feel his weight on top of her and his hard cock thrusting inside of her. Midge gives another loud moan when she feels his fingers in her clit.

“Fuck…” She trails off, lost in the pleasure that’s about to envelop her body.

"Not even a fucking wyvern can make me stop now."

It's a miracle he can form any kind of sentence right now, honestly. Jaskier continues to fuck Midge hard and fast, letting his brain get lost in the pleasure. There's no thinking anymore, just repeating Midge and fuck among moans over and over. The fabrics of their clothes add extra friction and feel fantastic on their sweating skin. He buries his face in her breasts, internally cursing himself for not having lowered her cleavage a little when he had the chance. It doesn't matter, the parts of her tits that are exposed are plenty for him to suck and nibble, hoping to leave a hickey.

Midge doesn’t have the brain right now to care if he’s leaving marks where other people might see them. He feels way too fucking good for her to ask him to stop. His cock, his hands and his mouth all work in tandem to bring her pleasure to its peak.

With her moans echoing off of the walls, Midge comes beneath him, her body trembling in ecstasy. A wave of satisfaction flows through her, a longing finally fulfilled after what felt like forever.

As soon as her orgasm begins, Jaskier lets go as well, thrusting hard one last time before coming inside her. The fact that he gets to fill her up is incredibly erotic and makes his orgasm infinitely better. His toes curl and his back arches as pure euphoria spreads through every inch of his body, their joined moans caressing his ears as a final extra touch.

Jaskier collapses on top of Midge when he's done, his mind floating on cloud nine while he catches his breath. It takes him a moment or two to return to reality, and he grins against her neck.

"Not moving," he teases as he reaches for her hand to squeeze it. "I like it here."

When he comes, she can feel his warmth inside of her. There’s something so intimate about that feeling that makes her want to always fuck without a condom. In the back of her mind, she knows she needs to broach the topic of diseases in a way that hopefully won’t offend him. Later.

Jaskier looks like he’s in absolute bliss and Midge loves being the one to put that look on his face. She leans her head back against one of the couch cushions and giggles. “I like having you here.” Her legs are still locked around his body and she kisses his temple as her free hand smooths back his hair.

“That was wonderful, my sweet bard.”

He hums in delight when she smooths his hair - he always loves it when she pets him. And while his words had been teasing, he's truly enjoying just lying with her like this, her legs still around him and his cock still inside her. It's a different kind of cuddling: more intimate, but also messier, like proof of how good that orgasm was.

"Mmh, yeah, it was." He kisses her cheek before dropping his head on her shoulder again. "Maybe we should just go to sleep like this. With my arse exposed in the air and my leaking cock inside you. Obviously it's outstanding comfort." He's joking.

“Sleep?” She teases back. “After only one round? I don’t think so. We have so much to try tonight.” Midge blushes, pausing for a second. “You were going to show me… how you use your fingers on yourself…”

Maybe he won’t want to, but Jaskier doesn’t strike her as the type to be embarrassed by anything sexual. By all accounts, he’ll be eager to show her and she’ll be eager to watch.

He thinks she's about to say something crazy to continue the joke, but instead she makes a request. Jaskier raises his head to look down at her, surprise obvious in his expression - but it quickly changes into a grin. Midge is right, he's not embarrassed at all.

"My, my, it appears that my teasing became a prediction - you are quite daring tonight." Still grinning in a way that would make Cheshire proud, Jaskier finally pulls out, hissing at the sensitivity. But he's doing this for a reason: he wraps his arms around her and turns both their bodies on the sides so they can cuddle properly. "I'm so proud of you right now. I'm going to give you a show that you'll never forget."

Let's ignore the fact that their clothes are falling on the wet spots now.

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