"Ugh. We just left a war." Thank goodness for small miracles.
As soon as she comes in for that kiss, he wraps his arms around her and squeezes her arse. The little preview at the wheel already left him worked up - not to mention how much he's missed her.
"As much as I want to bury myself deep into you and stay there for the whole fucking night, you need to take the potion. So~" He nibbles her ear before talking into it. "I believe I was promised to come on your tits?"
“Oh is that what you want?” she asks in a breathy voice. “Why do you get comfortable on the couch while I go take the potion?”
With a parting kiss, Midge goes into the bedroom in order to take the potion. Afterwards, she removes her heels, dress and bra, leaving her panties on for now. She’d be tempted to put on one of the cute lingerie sets that she bought, but there isn’t much point if her bra has to come off right away. She’ll save it for one of their many other future sexual encounters.
Regardless of whatever state of undress Jaskier is in when Midge returns to the living room, she sits down on his lap and presses her lips to his. “Ready, my love?”
Jaskier searches for a music-only station on the radio and leaves it playing lowly in the background just for that little extra touch. Then he undresses, leaving on his underwear and his open shirt just so that she has something to unwrap. And because he likes the buildup.
When she enters the living room, he licks his lips and lightly rubs his groin, devouring her with his eyes.
"Look at you, you gorgeous thing."
His hands are roaming on her body as soon as she sits on his lap, and part of him wants to keep her there just so their skin can get to know each other again. Jaskier tries for a deeper kiss but she has a question to make.
He grins. "I can get used to your new nicknames." A kiss on her chest, above the heart area. "I'm always ready for you, dear."
She grins at his reaction to her. Jaskier never fails to make her feel incredibly attractive. She’s glad that he left some of his clothes on too; she likes unwrapping him.
“Mmm, kiss me first,” she murmurs against his mouth. There’s something surprisingly intimate about kissing. Midge strokes her fingers through his chest hair as she opens her mouth against his.
just imagine her parents knocking on the wedding hotel room and Jaskier opening in a robe
Jaskier barely lets her finish her request before she's cupping the back of her head and bringing her in for a deep, hungry kiss. His other arm stays around her, pressing her close. His whole body shivers at the contact of her breasts against his body, and his cock is definitely waking up.
His tongue searches for hers and tastes her thoroughly; he even sucks on it just to see what noises she'll make. Once Midge is nicely tucked against him, his hands fall back on her arse to grope it without shame. "I missed you so fucking much," he mumbles against her lips.
There’s a muffled squeal and giggle when Jaskier pulls her body flush against his and starts to suck on her tongue. “So did I,” she murmurs back.
Despite being very comfortable where she is, Midge gently slides off of his lap so that she can get down on her knees in front of him. She urges him to lift his hips so that she can tug his underwear down and release his hardening cock.
Seeing her move, Jaskier throws a cushion on the floor between his feet so her knees can be more comfortable. He opens his legs and lifts his hips as requested, hissing a little when the fabric brushes his cock.
Thanks to their little forepley in the wheel and the amazing sight she makes by standing between his legs, he's already pretty hard. Jaskier reaches to brush her lips with his thumb before petting her head.
“Thank you, my love,” Midge says before kneeing on the cushion. She’s going to use that nickname as much as possible.
Once his legs are spread wide, Midge settles between them, enjoying his gentle touch and his praise. “I’m your good girl,” she tells him as she wraps her fingers around his length, “and this is my cock.”
All hers. Midge has been dying to say that. She licks a slow stipe up his cock from the base to the head.
reminding Jaskier to tip because she thinks that's their breakfast
Sorry, Midge, but Jaskier can't help but laugh when she says my cock. He wants to tease her for her possessiveness, but then she's finally touching him and a groan takes over his voice. His body aches for her, and just a few seconds in, he can already feel the difference compared to what he's been doing the last week.
"Fuck..." he breathes out. "More... all yours, dear."
“That’s right.” She winks at him. Midge might be a little possessive of his cock for a little while, but can he really blame her? She’s so glad to have him all to herself.
Holding his cock steady, Midge puts her lips to the head, then slowly pushes his cock into her mouth. Her lips are tight around him when she pulls him out.
Her free hand sneaks down underneath his thighs. “Can I touch you like this?” Midge strokes her pointer finger over his asshole. “Just touching, for now.”
Baby steps before she's eventually able to put her fingers inside him.
His back arches when she finally takes him in his mouth, groaning as his hand grabs her hair tightly. Jaskier can already feel his body catching on fire, and it's incredibly hard not to thrust right into that lovely, talented mouth.
Her hand takes him by surprise, and his eyes widen.
"Fuck." Bloody hell, the view just became a thousand times better. "Are you kidding me? Yes, yes, please, oh gods, Midge..."
Jaskier raises a leg and throws it on the armrest, sliding down the couch a little to give her better access. His cock throbs with need as pre-cum appears on the tip.
She grins at his reaction, then licks the pre-cum off the tip of his cock. Midge continues to stroke his hole with two fingers now, as she starts to bob her head up and down on his cock. She takes him deep into her mouth and holds him there for a second before she needs to breathe. The sound of her sucking on him is positively lewd — and turns her on so much. She wants to get him as wet as possible before taking his cock between her tits.
To think that last time she teased him for always being ready - look at this, they could use his vaseline right now. Alas, no satchel today. His broken heart was already heavy enough to carry.
Jaskier just keeps mumbling the same words -fuck, yes, Midge, please, more- over and over, losing himself in the pleasure. For once in his life, he wishes he knew how to be quiet, because the noises she's making are indeed lewd in the best of ways. It's like she's attacking Jaskier on all fronts: her mouth on his cock, her hand on his arse, her noise on her ears, and being the most exquisite sight on his eyes as her boobs bounce when she bobs. If it weren't for their plans to fuck her tits, he'd be asking her to do oral mutually so he could have her on his mouth too. His whole body aches for her as it trembles in pleasure.
His hand never leaves her head, sometimes pushing her in without meaning to.
Midge doesn’t mind if he pushes up into her mouth. So long as he doesn’t hold her down, she’s okay. When she moves, Jaskier allows her to move.
His words are still music to her after missing him all week. God, she loves pleasing him like this. Her fingers caressing his asshole are only making it even better.
After sucking on him for a few more seconds, Midge pulls back, satisfied that his cock is now wet enough. She sits up straighter so that she can wrap her breasts around him. Unfortunately, that means she has to stop touching his hole, but hopefully he can live with that.
The most pathetic, needy whimper leaves his lips when Midge pulls back and his hips desperately thrust in the air. Luckily, she quickly makes up for it - oh yes, he definitely can live with this.
"Fuck," he says rather loudly as his hand finally drops from her head to pinch her nipple. "Fuck, fuck, Midge, you look gorgeous..." It's a view worth a painting. Her breasts are warm around his cock and Jaskier can't help but thrust into them, a raw moan leaving his throat. "Amazing... please, more..."
Unsurprisingly, Midge has never done this before, but she’s a fast learner. She squeezes her tits around his cock and pumps him up and down. Jaskier’s whole body is tense, on edge. He’s so close, and Midge loves being able to bring him pleasure like this.
“You look so hot,” she pants. “Come all over my tits, darling.”
The great thing about this is that they don't have to be careful about her breathing anymore. Jaskier thrusts into her tits without hesitation, fighting so hard to keep his eyes open so he can admire the amazing view. Wave after wave of pleasure hits every inch of his body, transforming him into nothing but a trembling pile of pure sensations.
"So good, so pretty..."
He doesn't last much longer. Jaskier lets out his loudest moan yet and arches his back as he comes all over her breasts, some drops of her cum dripping on her face as well. His toes curl as his orgasm makes his mind go blank and his body floaty, feeling like he's the embodiment of pleasure itself.
Jaskier drops on the couch panting, yet still smiling like an idiot. He doesn't want to move, he just wants to bask in the afterglow - however, the sight is too fucking good not to enjoy it too. He reaches down and spreads his seed all over her tits.
"Absolutely stunning. What a privilege it is to be the pleasure of such a goddess."
He’s gorgeous when he comes hard. Midge loves being the one who can give him that pleasure. His cum coats her breasts and a few drops hit her face. Once he finishes his orgasm, Midge releases him and wipes her face.
Grinning, she stands up and sits back down in his lap again. “Thank you. You can always call me goddess instead of princess if you want.” She can’t say no to that.
Wiping a little bit of the cum off of one of her breasts, she puts the finger in her mouth and slowly sucks it out.
"Aww, I wanted to do that!" he says when she wipes her face.
Jaskier whimpers when she sits on his lap because he's still sensitive down there, but he isn't complaining. He immediately wraps his arms around her and kisses her cheek. "Thank you, my lady goddess. That was amazing. I really appreciate how you try these things for me. You looked like the most exquisite dream."
When she sucks her finger, he gasps and grabs her wrist. "Oi! You can't torture me like this when my cock can't enjoy it." He removes the hand from her mouth. "Besides, like I said: this is my job."
He puts her finger in his mouth and sucks it clean, although she already took most of it. Then his mouth descends on her breasts and starts cleaning them with short, quick licks to pick up his seed. He avoids her nipples, just wanting to tease her for now.
"My magnificent goddess - may I dine?" There's a glint in his eyes that says he has a plan.
“I enjoyed it,” she replies, then immediately starts to giggle when he licks up the cum on her breasts. She tangles her fingers in his hair. “And you loved it when I teased your hole.” As she knew he would.
Midge raises a curious eyebrow at him. “You may, my handsome bard.”
"Of course I did. I'm so erotically proud of you."
As soon as she says yes, Jaskier moves her legs to wrap them around his waist and stands up, keeping his arms under her legs and ass to handle her weight. Her being so petite makes him feel extra strong.
He kisses her neck and shoulders while walking to the kitchen, where he pushes the fruit bowl off the table (it's plastic, no worries!) before laying her down. After pecking her nose, he takes off his shirt and folds it to put it under her head like a pillow.
"We need something sweet for the sweetest woman in the world."
Of the three syrup bottles, Jaskier put the one in the freezer when they arrived, and now she'll know why. He gets it out and licks the tip to check that it isn't too cold, then he puts some chocolate syrup on his fingers and rubs it on Midge's lips.
"Brown doesn't look bad on you," he says before sucking some syrup straight from the bottle, then he captures her mouth in a hungry kiss, the chocolate sliding between their tongues.
Midge eagerly wraps her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck in order to keep her steady. She gasps when he lays her down on the table and gratefully takes his shirt to use as a pillow. It smells like him and it’s one of his frilly ones. She might steal it.
The chocolate syrup is still a bit cold on warm skin while she lets him paint her lips. Midge licks at it instinctively. “Maybe I should try brown lipstick.”
The kiss leaves her licking chocolate off of his tongue. She hums her pleasure against his mouth and sifts her fingers through his hair.
It's indeed a bit cold, and just enough to play with the sensations like Jaskier wants. The contrast of temperatures adds a new thrill as he kisses her thoroughly, enjoying the way the coldness clashes on their warm mouths.
When he pulls back, Jaskier grins down at her. "You are the most beautiful piece of art, and I shall make art out of you."
He sits on the edge of the table and uses the syrup bottle like a brush to start drawing on her body. Both her breasts are decorated with whirls and her nipples are covered with little (but wonky) hearts, he also writes ILU above her heart.
"Maybe I should stick to singing," he jokes before diving in, humming in delight at the amazing test of the cold sweetness on her warm skin mixed with the saltiness of his cum. It's a unique taste that reminds him of what they just did, making it extra erotic. Jaskier licks, sucks, and nibbles, feasting on her chest like a starving man.
Midge gives a little yelp at the cold temperature of the syrup. She looks down at what he’s doing and laughs before laying her head back down on the table. “It’s just as good as Jackson Pollack,” she says to him.
When Jaskier starts to lick up the chocolate, she moans in satisfaction. Her nipples in particular are hard peaks that have been waiting to be lavished by his tongue.
“Fuck, your tongue is perfect,” Midge says breathlessly. “You’re making me so wet.”
"Is that complimenting or mocking?" He doesn't know who Pollack is!
There's a nipple in his mouth when she praises his tongue, and somehow he still manages to grin around it. She's always so happy to enjoy every idea he throws at her, it's intoxicating. The syrup is sticky so even though he licks with gusto, there's a brown shine left on her chest when he's done.
"Am I now?" he asks innocently. A hand reaches between her legs and lightly touches her underwear. "Oh my. It seems you like being a piece of art. A true stage hogger."
Jaskier then draws an arrow on her stomach, pointing down. Not subtle, but he's amusing himself. He gets off the table and walks around it as he licks the arrow, inserting his tongue in her belly button just to tease.
"Look at you, a feast spread on the table for me to devour," he says as he sits at the head. He pulls at her legs to slide her closer, letting her ankles rest on his shoulders. "I hope these aren't your favorite panties."
Then he pours some syrup on her underwear - not much, he doesn't want it to reach her skin, just to tease her with the temperature. The bottle is dropped on the floor before Jaskier dives in to start licking the panties, quickly and eagerly to drive her crazy while his fingers dig into her thighs. Once the chocolate is gone, his tongue starts pressing into the fabric to tease her folds.
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As soon as she comes in for that kiss, he wraps his arms around her and squeezes her arse. The little preview at the wheel already left him worked up - not to mention how much he's missed her.
"As much as I want to bury myself deep into you and stay there for the whole fucking night, you need to take the potion. So~" He nibbles her ear before talking into it. "I believe I was promised to come on your tits?"
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“Oh is that what you want?” she asks in a breathy voice. “Why do you get comfortable on the couch while I go take the potion?”
With a parting kiss, Midge goes into the bedroom in order to take the potion. Afterwards, she removes her heels, dress and bra, leaving her panties on for now. She’d be tempted to put on one of the cute lingerie sets that she bought, but there isn’t much point if her bra has to come off right away. She’ll save it for one of their many other future sexual encounters.
Regardless of whatever state of undress Jaskier is in when Midge returns to the living room, she sits down on his lap and presses her lips to his. “Ready, my love?”
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When she enters the living room, he licks his lips and lightly rubs his groin, devouring her with his eyes.
"Look at you, you gorgeous thing."
His hands are roaming on her body as soon as she sits on his lap, and part of him wants to keep her there just so their skin can get to know each other again. Jaskier tries for a deeper kiss but she has a question to make.
He grins. "I can get used to your new nicknames." A kiss on her chest, above the heart area. "I'm always ready for you, dear."
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“Mmm, kiss me first,” she murmurs against his mouth. There’s something surprisingly intimate about kissing. Midge strokes her fingers through his chest hair as she opens her mouth against his.
just imagine her parents knocking on the wedding hotel room and Jaskier opening in a robe
His tongue searches for hers and tastes her thoroughly; he even sucks on it just to see what noises she'll make. Once Midge is nicely tucked against him, his hands fall back on her arse to grope it without shame. "I missed you so fucking much," he mumbles against her lips.
amazing tho
Despite being very comfortable where she is, Midge gently slides off of his lap so that she can get down on her knees in front of him. She urges him to lift his hips so that she can tug his underwear down and release his hardening cock.
their underwear still on the floor...
Thanks to their little forepley in the wheel and the amazing sight she makes by standing between his legs, he's already pretty hard. Jaskier reaches to brush her lips with his thumb before petting her head.
"Such a good girl for me..."
midge still naked in bed
Once his legs are spread wide, Midge settles between them, enjoying his gentle touch and his praise. “I’m your good girl,” she tells him as she wraps her fingers around his length, “and this is my cock.”
All hers. Midge has been dying to say that. She licks a slow stipe up his cock from the base to the head.
reminding Jaskier to tip because she thinks that's their breakfast
"Fuck..." he breathes out. "More... all yours, dear."
I love it
Holding his cock steady, Midge puts her lips to the head, then slowly pushes his cock into her mouth. Her lips are tight around him when she pulls him out.
Her free hand sneaks down underneath his thighs. “Can I touch you like this?” Midge strokes her pointer finger over his asshole. “Just touching, for now.”
Baby steps before she's eventually able to put her fingers inside him.
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Her hand takes him by surprise, and his eyes widen.
"Fuck." Bloody hell, the view just became a thousand times better. "Are you kidding me? Yes, yes, please, oh gods, Midge..."
Jaskier raises a leg and throws it on the armrest, sliding down the couch a little to give her better access. His cock throbs with need as pre-cum appears on the tip.
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Jaskier just keeps mumbling the same words -fuck, yes, Midge, please, more- over and over, losing himself in the pleasure. For once in his life, he wishes he knew how to be quiet, because the noises she's making are indeed lewd in the best of ways. It's like she's attacking Jaskier on all fronts: her mouth on his cock, her hand on his arse, her noise on her ears, and being the most exquisite sight on his eyes as her boobs bounce when she bobs. If it weren't for their plans to fuck her tits, he'd be asking her to do oral mutually so he could have her on his mouth too. His whole body aches for her as it trembles in pleasure.
His hand never leaves her head, sometimes pushing her in without meaning to.
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His words are still music to her after missing him all week. God, she loves pleasing him like this. Her fingers caressing his asshole are only making it even better.
After sucking on him for a few more seconds, Midge pulls back, satisfied that his cock is now wet enough. She sits up straighter so that she can wrap her breasts around him. Unfortunately, that means she has to stop touching his hole, but hopefully he can live with that.
“Ready to come, my love?”
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"Fuck," he says rather loudly as his hand finally drops from her head to pinch her nipple. "Fuck, fuck, Midge, you look gorgeous..." It's a view worth a painting. Her breasts are warm around his cock and Jaskier can't help but thrust into them, a raw moan leaving his throat. "Amazing... please, more..."
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“You look so hot,” she pants. “Come all over my tits, darling.”
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"So good, so pretty..."
He doesn't last much longer. Jaskier lets out his loudest moan yet and arches his back as he comes all over her breasts, some drops of her cum dripping on her face as well. His toes curl as his orgasm makes his mind go blank and his body floaty, feeling like he's the embodiment of pleasure itself.
Jaskier drops on the couch panting, yet still smiling like an idiot. He doesn't want to move, he just wants to bask in the afterglow - however, the sight is too fucking good not to enjoy it too. He reaches down and spreads his seed all over her tits.
"Absolutely stunning. What a privilege it is to be the pleasure of such a goddess."
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Grinning, she stands up and sits back down in his lap again. “Thank you. You can always call me goddess instead of princess if you want.” She can’t say no to that.
Wiping a little bit of the cum off of one of her breasts, she puts the finger in her mouth and slowly sucks it out.
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Jaskier whimpers when she sits on his lap because he's still sensitive down there, but he isn't complaining. He immediately wraps his arms around her and kisses her cheek. "Thank you, my lady goddess. That was amazing. I really appreciate how you try these things for me. You looked like the most exquisite dream."
When she sucks her finger, he gasps and grabs her wrist. "Oi! You can't torture me like this when my cock can't enjoy it." He removes the hand from her mouth. "Besides, like I said: this is my job."
He puts her finger in his mouth and sucks it clean, although she already took most of it. Then his mouth descends on her breasts and starts cleaning them with short, quick licks to pick up his seed. He avoids her nipples, just wanting to tease her for now.
"My magnificent goddess - may I dine?" There's a glint in his eyes that says he has a plan.
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Midge raises a curious eyebrow at him. “You may, my handsome bard.”
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As soon as she says yes, Jaskier moves her legs to wrap them around his waist and stands up, keeping his arms under her legs and ass to handle her weight. Her being so petite makes him feel extra strong.
He kisses her neck and shoulders while walking to the kitchen, where he pushes the fruit bowl off the table (it's plastic, no worries!) before laying her down. After pecking her nose, he takes off his shirt and folds it to put it under her head like a pillow.
"We need something sweet for the sweetest woman in the world."
Of the three syrup bottles, Jaskier put the one in the freezer when they arrived, and now she'll know why. He gets it out and licks the tip to check that it isn't too cold, then he puts some chocolate syrup on his fingers and rubs it on Midge's lips.
"Brown doesn't look bad on you," he says before sucking some syrup straight from the bottle, then he captures her mouth in a hungry kiss, the chocolate sliding between their tongues.
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Midge eagerly wraps her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck in order to keep her steady. She gasps when he lays her down on the table and gratefully takes his shirt to use as a pillow. It smells like him and it’s one of his frilly ones. She might steal it.
The chocolate syrup is still a bit cold on warm skin while she lets him paint her lips. Midge licks at it instinctively. “Maybe I should try brown lipstick.”
The kiss leaves her licking chocolate off of his tongue. She hums her pleasure against his mouth and sifts her fingers through his hair.
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When he pulls back, Jaskier grins down at her. "You are the most beautiful piece of art, and I shall make art out of you."
He sits on the edge of the table and uses the syrup bottle like a brush to start drawing on her body. Both her breasts are decorated with whirls and her nipples are covered with little (but wonky) hearts, he also writes ILU above her heart.
"Maybe I should stick to singing," he jokes before diving in, humming in delight at the amazing test of the cold sweetness on her warm skin mixed with the saltiness of his cum. It's a unique taste that reminds him of what they just did, making it extra erotic. Jaskier licks, sucks, and nibbles, feasting on her chest like a starving man.
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When Jaskier starts to lick up the chocolate, she moans in satisfaction. Her nipples in particular are hard peaks that have been waiting to be lavished by his tongue.
“Fuck, your tongue is perfect,” Midge says breathlessly. “You’re making me so wet.”
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There's a nipple in his mouth when she praises his tongue, and somehow he still manages to grin around it. She's always so happy to enjoy every idea he throws at her, it's intoxicating. The syrup is sticky so even though he licks with gusto, there's a brown shine left on her chest when he's done.
"Am I now?" he asks innocently. A hand reaches between her legs and lightly touches her underwear. "Oh my. It seems you like being a piece of art. A true stage hogger."
Jaskier then draws an arrow on her stomach, pointing down. Not subtle, but he's amusing himself. He gets off the table and walks around it as he licks the arrow, inserting his tongue in her belly button just to tease.
"Look at you, a feast spread on the table for me to devour," he says as he sits at the head. He pulls at her legs to slide her closer, letting her ankles rest on his shoulders. "I hope these aren't your favorite panties."
Then he pours some syrup on her underwear - not much, he doesn't want it to reach her skin, just to tease her with the temperature. The bottle is dropped on the floor before Jaskier dives in to start licking the panties, quickly and eagerly to drive her crazy while his fingers dig into her thighs. Once the chocolate is gone, his tongue starts pressing into the fabric to tease her folds.
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lmk if you need me to cut the tag earlier because she protests
all good!
her friends won't believe half of her sex stories lol
she’s living her best life. They’re going to be jealous.
they should learn from her
take notes, but they can’t have her man
they become sex education teachers
sex experts
sex fiends
that’s more like it
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