"All the running and walking through the years have done me some good - and given me a perky arse." He's quite proud of that one. He hums to show he likes the way she lightly touches him - he's just a sucker for all kinds of affection. In return, he rubs her back under the shirt.
"Geralt has been teasing me about becoming sedentary in this world, but I'd say all the fucking has kept me in shape. You're the only one at the end of my libido now, are you ready for all that exercise?" It's a tease.
Midge smiles wryly at the idea of being the sole recipient of all of his sexual attention. “How much more sex were you having other than with me?” she asks.
She doesn’t want to know details, but a ballpark estimate would be good. The two of them were together pretty often.
He watches her face carefully - the smile tells him the question is coming from a good place. Now that they're exclusive, maybe Midge won't mind to learn about his sexual history so much. "Almost every day, although it was only one or two orgasms per night most of the time, not the marathons I run with you. Sometimes I chose to stay home and sleep if I was too tired after a hunt, but that didn't happen often, especially if I was away for too many days without an orgasm. No need for too much energy for a quick handjob in a bathroom stall."
A pause as he wonders if saying more. Oh, to hell with it. They're supposed to be communicating and all now. "After our fight, I stuck with men. I knew I wouldn't be able to look at a woman without thinking of you for a while."
A shrug. "That I'm not available anymore. It's not a big deal, it often happens with arrangements like this. It's the first time that I'm the one breaking it up, though. It's kinda funny."
There's an awkward pause while his hand continues to draw random shapes on her back. Well, she's been taking this chat well so far, so...
"You were married. You had your lover by your side every day. You didn't do it every day?"
He wouldn't be surprised, that's what always happens with marriages and how couples grow bitter. But gotta check out of curiosity.
Just like that, huh? Midge guesses that’s how she should have known that she had feelings for Jaskier. She would have felt bereft if their arrangement ended.
“Not every day,” she replies. “Some days either he or I was tired, especially when the kids were babies. Women can’t have sex for several weeks after they give birth anyway. Are you hoping for every day?”
Right, the kids. Almost forgot about that - they really shake your life up. Every time he hears something about kids, he doubles down on not wanting them.
"I know I cannot ask that of you," he quickly clarifies. "But I hope you don't mind if I drop by The Wolford sometimes to pick you up for dinner and a quickie."
“Not at all,” Midge replies with a sly smile. “It would be hard for us to have sex every day since we aren’t living together. This apartment is the only place we can have sex unless my parents and kids are out of the apartment, or your family decides to allow you to have sex in the house. Do you think they might, now that we’re exclusive?”
Jaskier hadn't realized he got a bit tense when making his request, and now that she sounds happy to agree, he instantly relaxes. Thank goodness this relationship isn't about to go to hell on the day that started.
"You're fantastic." He thanks her with a kiss. "That's actually a very good point - sex itself isn't a problem, Geralt and Yennefer often have it. It was about the strangers in the house. Now that we're together, I may have a new talk about the rules. I'll let you know." He pecks her nose and waggles his eyebrows. "It's not the only place - which reminds me, we got distracted and I didn't get an answer or my question. What is the weirdest place you fucked on?"
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"Geralt has been teasing me about becoming sedentary in this world, but I'd say all the fucking has kept me in shape. You're the only one at the end of my libido now, are you ready for all that exercise?" It's a tease.
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Midge smiles wryly at the idea of being the sole recipient of all of his sexual attention. “How much more sex were you having other than with me?” she asks.
She doesn’t want to know details, but a ballpark estimate would be good. The two of them were together pretty often.
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He watches her face carefully - the smile tells him the question is coming from a good place. Now that they're exclusive, maybe Midge won't mind to learn about his sexual history so much. "Almost every day, although it was only one or two orgasms per night most of the time, not the marathons I run with you. Sometimes I chose to stay home and sleep if I was too tired after a hunt, but that didn't happen often, especially if I was away for too many days without an orgasm. No need for too much energy for a quick handjob in a bathroom stall."
A pause as he wonders if saying more. Oh, to hell with it. They're supposed to be communicating and all now. "After our fight, I stuck with men. I knew I wouldn't be able to look at a woman without thinking of you for a while."
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Midge is a bit surprised to learn that he was with someone almost every day. She hopes that she can keep him satisfied.
She nods when he says that he stuck to men after their fight. It makes sense.
“What are you going to tell your other regulars?”
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There's an awkward pause while his hand continues to draw random shapes on her back. Well, she's been taking this chat well so far, so...
"You were married. You had your lover by your side every day. You didn't do it every day?"
He wouldn't be surprised, that's what always happens with marriages and how couples grow bitter. But gotta check out of curiosity.
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“Not every day,” she replies. “Some days either he or I was tired, especially when the kids were babies. Women can’t have sex for several weeks after they give birth anyway. Are you hoping for every day?”
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"I know I cannot ask that of you," he quickly clarifies. "But I hope you don't mind if I drop by The Wolford sometimes to pick you up for dinner and a quickie."
Don’t blame you, Jaskier.
he says what we're all thinking! lol
"You're fantastic." He thanks her with a kiss. "That's actually a very good point - sex itself isn't a problem, Geralt and Yennefer often have it. It was about the strangers in the house. Now that we're together, I may have a new talk about the rules. I'll let you know." He pecks her nose and waggles his eyebrows. "It's not the only place - which reminds me, we got distracted and I didn't get an answer or my question. What is the weirdest place you fucked on?"