He happily returns the kiss, humming in delight when she brushes his hair. One day, he wants to fall asleep with her petting him like that.
The comment about his shirt makes him laugh. "What can I say? You look spectacular. And now you smell of my perfume, too. I dare you to go home smelling like that." It's just a tease. Maybe.
“Thank you,” she replies. “I have no problem going home smelling like you. You’re my boyfriend, after all.”
Midge gazes into Jaskier’s bright blue eyes, her fingers still stroking his hair. “You mean so much to me. I never expected that being with another artist would make a difference in my relationship.”
The two of them really understand each other, and having that type of connection has been wonderful.
Laughing in delight. "Please let me know what faces they make."
(Jaskier knows she should call them, but honestly, he doesn't care. Since the kids are with Joel, he thinks Midge owes them no explanation.)
"Aren't you sweet," he says before kissing her softly. It's amazing how, at this age, he can still feel butterflies in his stomach just from hearing her say those things. He rubs her back under the shirt, gazing back at her with adoration in his eyes and a wide smile. "I'm honored to bring that spark into your life - seeing you work to shine makes me want to shine brighter. Also, I'm proud of you for finally calling yourself an artist." He pecks her nose. "Now we just need to fuck in a dressing room to close this art deal."
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The comment about his shirt makes him laugh. "What can I say? You look spectacular. And now you smell of my perfume, too. I dare you to go home smelling like that." It's just a tease. Maybe.
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Midge gazes into Jaskier’s bright blue eyes, her fingers still stroking his hair. “You mean so much to me. I never expected that being with another artist would make a difference in my relationship.”
The two of them really understand each other, and having that type of connection has been wonderful.
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(Jaskier knows she should call them, but honestly, he doesn't care. Since the kids are with Joel, he thinks Midge owes them no explanation.)
"Aren't you sweet," he says before kissing her softly. It's amazing how, at this age, he can still feel butterflies in his stomach just from hearing her say those things. He rubs her back under the shirt, gazing back at her with adoration in his eyes and a wide smile. "I'm honored to bring that spark into your life - seeing you work to shine makes me want to shine brighter. Also, I'm proud of you for finally calling yourself an artist." He pecks her nose. "Now we just need to fuck in a dressing room to close this art deal."