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His fingers dig into her skin when she describes her cunt tightening around his cock, and Jaskier curses as well.

"I don't know about the writing part per se - but you are great inspiration. I would struggle to put rhymes together while you ride me to whisper them in your ear". His hands fall on her arse to squeeze it as he buries his nose in her ear. "She felt his hands move like they’d just been gifted a map — not to conquer, but to understand."

Midge lets out a small sigh of want. “I’m very glad to inspire you. We inspire each other.”

She presses a kiss to his jaw. “Maybe one day I’ll get up on stage and tell the audience how incredible your cock is, how you can make me come so many times.”

She’s kidding. Probably.

"That's true," he responds with a big smile. He loves the idea. "It's the spark."

Jaskier isn't sure if she's kidding or not, but he groans anyway because he absolutely loves the idea. "What else?" he asks as his hands start to roam around her body. "What else would you tell your crowd about me? Do you think they'd picture you taking my cock so enthusiastically?"

Midge furrows her brow. “Not sure if I’d want them to picture it. I’d like them to be jealous of the fantastic sex that I’m having though.”

Her arousal starts to increase as Jaskier’s hands start to move over her body. “Probably how well you eat my cunt,” she says. “Another thing for them to be jealous of.”

"Ah, of course, you want to show off," he teases before his mouth lands on his neck, dropping slow and sweet open-mouthed kisses to punctuate every word of hers. His hands soon land on her breasts to play with her nipples.

"Would you tell the women in your audience not to get married?" he asks between kisses. "To just get themselves a boytoy with a skilled mouth?"

Her breathless laugh turns into a moan when Jaskier’s fingers start to rub at her nipples.

“A husband can have a skilled mouth too,” she breathes. “They just need to care enough to learn.”

Jaskier can't help but snort at her comment, but he doesn't reply. Not out of manners, but because his mouth is going down to attack her breasts, very happy to feast and add a few hickeys. His hands grab her legs and wrap them around his body, groaning when her body crashes against his slowly awakening cock.

"Your husband never bothered to care," he says with a growl. It's not the roleplay anymore, but something tells him she liked that part. "You've never been fucked like this. Say it."

Midge gasps in surprise and delight at his words and the way he pulls her body flush to his. A soft moan follows as she digs her fingers in his hair.

“I’ve never been fucked like this, Jaskier.”

Between his words and the way that he’s sucking at her breasts, her arousal is rising very quickly.

The way she says his name always makes his whole body shiver. Jaskier starts grinding against her as his head moves back up to find her mouth in a hungry kiss, making sure to play with her tongue and taste every inch of her mouth.

"You've never been kissed like this either," he adds when he breaks the kiss. "Tell me what you want, Miriam."

She returns the kiss with equal eagerness, her tongue sliding over his. It’s a messy, desperate kiss, one that only leaves her wanting more from him. His steadily hardening cock grinds against her thighs.

“I want you to fuck me,” Midge says. “Make me come hard for you. And I want to feel you come inside me. Do you have another orgasm in you my darling bard?”

"I always have another orgasm for you, darling." He winks. "If ever ask for an orgasm and I say no, you'll know I've been cursed."

He grabs her hand and kisses each of her fingertips. "Think you can give me a literal hand to help me get there?" He lets go of her hand so his thumb can tease her clit. "I shall return the favor."

His thumb on her clit is like a spark lighting a flame, and Midge pushes her hips towards him.

“Of course…”

Midge reaches between their bodies and wraps her fingers around his cock, holding it snug in her hand before stroking it up and down.

“So big… I love how your big cock feels inside me, Jaskier.”

His hand trembles against her clit when she starts stroking him, his moans echoing in the room. With her touching him and saying all those dirty things, it's pretty easy for him to get fully hard.

"And I love how well you always take me... wet and tight and madenning."

Jaskier kisses her again, as hungry and needy as before, while his hand gently removes hers so he can finally move inside. His back arches as he groans, basking in the feeling of how amazing she feels around him. Soon he's thrusting into her, always keeping his eyes on hers just to admire how pretty she is.

“Mmm, I’m always wet and ready for you.”

Midge hitches her leg up further on his hip as he pushes into her. After taking a second to adjust her position, she’s able to meet each of his thrusts, a soft moan escaping her lips every time.

“Why wouldn’t I be when it feels this good? You spoil me.”

"I love spoiling you," he says between pants and kisses, leaving a peck on whatever spot of skin is the closest. "You deserve to be spoiled." He punctuates that last word by reaching between them to stroke her clit. "You're such a good girl for me after all."

With every second that passes, his thrusts go faster and harder, his words more slurry. It's easy to lose himself in her, to let her take him in and keep him captured in her cunt in a cloud of pleasure and passion.

Her moans grow louder when he starts to rub at her clit and her eyes flutter shut so that she can lose herself in the pleasure that he’s giving her.

“I love being a good girl for you,” Midge breathes. “Love being your spoiled princess.”

Midge tugs at his hair, knowing that he enjoys it. Her breasts bounce against his chest with each thrust, her hardened nipples giving her extra stimulation.

Her moans are the sweetest music and Jaskier wishes he could record them - not for a song, just to have them for inspiration. Of both the creative and the alone with his hand kind.

Every detail of hers adds to the pleasure to the point of overwhelming him: her moans, the hand in his hair that makes his skull tingle, and those wonderful breasts bouncing against his chest - if someone wanted to hypnotize him, they could just show him that.

"A very dirty princess." How he's managing to talk, he isn't sure. Part of him wants to just his brain off, but his mouth is always bigger. "Taking my cock so well. So wet and so eager. You love being debauched, and I swear I'll keep fucking you so thoroughly that you'll come by just dreaming about me later."

Neither of them can stop talking. Despite that fact, they somehow manage to make this work.

“You think?” She grins. “Never had an orgasm in a dream before…”

Her words trail off as the pleasure grows, her moans echoing off the walls of the bedroom. Jaskier always seems to know exactly what to say to turn her on.

“Almost…”

"Mayhaps I should wake you up with my cock then..." Another idea for the future.

When she says she's close, Jaskier adds another finger to her clit, rubbing as desperately as he thrusts into her. No matter how many times they do this, she always feels absolutely divine. "Then come for me, darling. Let me feel your delightful cunt swallowing me all. Let me fill you up."

For that final push, he buries his face in her breasts, sucking on them like a man dying of thirst.

Midge is quiet for just a moment before the orgasm explodes inside of her. Her back arches, pushing her breasts further into Jaskier’s face as her whole body shakes with pleasure. She feels like she’s floating on a cloud before coming back down to Earth.

She slumps back a bit but still clings to him, ready to feel him come inside of her.

When her orgasm hits her, Jaskier raises his head - it's a pity to miss her breasts, but he wants to watch her come. It's a gorgeous sight.

"Forbidden pleasure courses through my veins, as I'm trapped in her grip of orgasmic chains."

It only takes Jaskier a few more thrusts to orgasm as well. He buries his cock as deep as possible and his fingers dig into her skin as he fills her up, moaning Miriam as an explosion of colors goes off in his head. His mind floats in pure bliss and he wishes he could keep it there forever - to worry about the world outside is too troublesome.

His whole body shivers as his orgasm ends and Jaskier collapses on top of her, his nose looking for her neck to nuzzle by pure instinct.

Only Jaskier could rhyme while on the brink of orgasm. Midge is glad to be coming down while he finishes so that she can watch him. The way he pushes deep inside her and says her full name as he comes makes her heart swell for him. Maybe she’s reading things wrong, but it seems like he has to be growing feelings for her. The two of them are more than friends with benefits. Midge allows herself to think of what that would be like. It wouldn’t be easy, but she think she’d be very happy. She hopes he would be too.

As he comes down from his orgasm, Midge brushes his hair back off of his face and kisses him softly. The two of them are finally quiet, just basking in the afterglow for a moment.

After so many fantastical orgasms and a few emotional moments that included tears, it's easy for them to just let the afterglow melt their brains and fall asleep in each other's arms. Their bodies fit so perfectly against each other, Jaskier wishes he could nap like this every day.

Years on the road with Geralt have given him a pretty fucking good inner clock. Most of the time he sleeps in because he wants to, but the witcher has trained him to get his ass off the bed pretty fucking early if needed.

That's what he does today - it's still dark outside, but the stars are already disappearing. Midge is sleeping so peacefully that he almost doesn't want to wake her up, but he's a man on a mission. If Midge stirs when he gets off the bed, he'll just whisper something about the bathroom.

It's obviously a lie, because it takes him thirty minutes to come back.

"Midge," he grabs her shoulder to gently shake her. "Wake up, darling. I have a surprise for you."

When Midge opens her eyes, she'll discover that Jaskier has stolen pajamas and slippers from a closet, and he's wearing them with the robe. Jaskier puts down the other robe and a nightgown on the bed, clearly expecting Midge to change too.

Midge is sleeping so soundly after their physically and emotionally taxing night that she doesn’t stir when Jaskier gets out of bed. She wakes to him rubbing her shoulder.

“Mmm, what?” She smiles up at him when she hears his words. “You’re up early.” After stretching, Midge gets out of bed and kisses Jaskier’s mouth slowly, again and again. Waking up to him feels so wonderful. “Good morning.”

Midge pulls the offered nightgown over her head.

Gosh, how is he supposed to resist those lovely kisses? He can't, he just can't. He wishes they could've woken up together and lazily kiss each other the whole morning. But again: man on a mission.

"Don't-" Kiss. "Distract-" Kiss. "Midge! We don't have much time."

While she puts on the nightgown, he puts the slippers on her feet - it seems he isn't kidding about being in a hurry. The robe quickly follows, and once Jaskier is sure it's tightly tied around her, he takes Midge's hand and drags her to the elevator. If she tries to ask any questions during the ride, he silences her with a kiss.

The elevator drops them on the last floor, and there, it's just a short set of stairs to reach the roof. The surprise becomes apparent as soon as Jaskier opens the door: he's put down a duvet (don't worry, they can wash it!), a pile of pillows, two glasses, the leftover wine, his camera, and the box of dirty chocolates.

"Oh, good, it hasn't started yet," he says while looking at the sky. New York is eerily quiet at this hour. "Come on, princess. Let's get comfortable."

(by kortu valentine)

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(by anonymous writer)

I’ve been so tired these past few days none of my other tags are getting done but these

hope it gets better soon! and ♥♥♥♥

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