A grin. "The day I say no to that question, you'll know I'm dead."
Jaskier doesn't bother to take her to the living room. He just kicks the chair out of the way and turns off the light for ambience - the city lights coming through the window and the bulb from the corridor are enough.
The song is a slow tune and Jaskier holds Midge close as they softly rock their bodies around the kitchen. He actually knows the lyrics of this one, it's one of the covers they've practiced with the band. So he sings lowly in her ear,
"♫ I was made for loving you / You were made for loving me / And I can't get enough of you / Can you get enough of me? ♫"
Not me imagining them dancing to the disco KISS version
Midge laughs when he takes her into his arms right there in the kitchen. Jaskier’s spontaneity is one of the things she loves most about him. There’s something romantic about holding each other close in the dark. She rests her forehead against his.
“I haven’t kicked you out yet,” she replies.
lmao between both of them they have enough makeup to paint their whole faces
And he'll continue to be spontaneous if it makes her laugh like that. This is exactly what he needs: someone to get silly with him, who appreciates these things as much as he does. Since they're both barefoot, the height difference is more obvious, but Jaskier doesn't mind; it makes her cuter. He meets her forehead with his, admiring how cute she is even in the dark.
"Yet? That sounds very ominous. Are we going to put up a timer?" He's kidding.
She feels short next to him, but it’s okay. Standing on her tip toes to kiss him is fine with her. He’s so handsome.
“I was thinking about it, though I’m not sure how much time to put on there that will indicate when I’ve gotten enough of you, so I guess you’re safe for now.”
A very fake, exaggerated gasp. "For now? Oh, my lady does like to torture me so!"
Jaskier makes her whirl as "punishment", and when she returns to his arms, he dips her. He grins down at her as he bumps his nose against hers, mischief obvious in his expression even in the dark. "Will I get kicked out if I keep you down here for a while?"
"My lady, what are you trying to imply?" He brings her back up to continue the dance, putting up his best innocent best. "My intentions are nothing but pure. I wouldn't want to soil your spotless reputation!"
"Lies! Lies and slander!" Jaskier's bringing out all the dramatics for this. He whirls her again before continuing. "I'm a paragon of virtue! A role model for all bards to follow!"
The funny thing is, he truly thinks he's a role model that all bards should follow. He believes his life is awesome and more bards should be like him.
"Of course!" he replies after kissing her back, the mischievous grin still in place. "I think of going on walks on the beach while holding your hand, and seeing your ankles peeking out under your lovely dresses."
He then brushes his mouth against her ear, talking in a whisper with a deep voice. "Although I suppose I should mention that I also think of waking you up with my hard cock pumping inside that tight cunt of yours."
“A walk on the beach with you sounds delightful,” Midge replies truthfully. When he puts his lips to her ear though, she knows that he’s about to say something dirty to her.
Now it’s Midge’s turn to gasp dramatically. “Jaskier! How naughty of you! The rumors of you being a scoundrel must be true.”
"We shall return to Coney Island without the emotional talk, then." He had chosen it for their talk because the coast soothes him, and if it ended up badly, they wouldn't have an audience. She deserves to have her heartbreaks in private, even if she bitches about it on stage later.
Jaskier's laughter is loud and happy, always delighted to have her playing along. How could he not fall in love with her? He sighs dramatically. "Ah, you've caught me. I'm only here to drag you to the dark side. What shall you do with me, my sweet lady? Will you hire an exorcist to remove the incubus in my soul?"
“And we’ll be in The Hamptons soon,” Midge reminds him. She’s excited for their day at the beach before the wedding.
“What if I choose to feed myself to that incubus instead?” She asks. “To offer myself up to your dirtiest desires.” Her look is smoldering as she leans her forehead against his again.
"With your family around, I get the feeling that one will be emotional too." He's joking. Maybe.
Jaskier chuckles before reminding himself to keep up the game, so he goes for another dramatic gasp. "Lady Miriam! That's such a scandalous proposition! What will the people think?" He pecks her lips before his mouth returns to her ear. "What would happen to your reputation if your public knew how much you like the taste of my cock?"
“They won’t be at the beach with us, or at least my parents won’t be.” Midge can’t speak for various cousins and aunts, but she also doesn’t care what they think.
“Truthfully, I don’t think they’d be very shocked, my lord,” she replies. “Have you heard my act?”
A dramatic gasp. "Are you saying you won't be showing me off to your cousins while I'm sunbathing with a good book? I'm hurt, Midge. Hurt."
Jaskier makes a very surprised (and fake) face as he dips her again. He kisses her cheek before bringing her back up. "I have not! What dirty things have you saying out there, pray tell?" He just likes hearing her say it.
Midge raises an eyebrow at him. “Do you want to be shown off?” That’s actually not too surprising. Jaskier loves being the center of attention. Midge thought he wanted to keep things low key when it came to her family though.
She giggles again when he dips her once more. When he pulls her back up, Midge puts her lips to his ear. “I’ve mentioned how much incredible sex I’m having lately, how my lover can’t seem to stop fucking me, and how I love every second of it.”
That makes him pause - he had been joking, but Midge is asking sincerely. "I don't know," he admits with a sigh. "I was teasing you. Usually, I'd say yes without hesitation. I don't know what kind of attention I'll get from your family, though." Another pause as he realizes something. "Will I meet your brother?"
His whole body shivers at her words, and the arm on her waist tightens. "Fuck," he mumbles in a very heartfelt way. "I need to watch your act more often." Roleplay has been forgotten, his ego has been successfully stroked. Jaskier captures her mouth in a deep kiss as another realization hits him: she was saying that before they got together as an actual couple, which makes his heart skip a beat. He keeps their noses together as he speaks again. "And what will you say after today?"
She brightens. “You will! Hopefully you’ll get along. You’ll meet his wife, Astrid, too. I like her, but she’s very high strung.” She tries so hard. “Anyway, I kind of do want to show you off. I’m proud that you’re my boyfriend. You’re also really hot.”
Hearing what’s in her act seems to have turned him on significantly. Midge can’t complain about that. She returns the kiss, keeping her lips close to his when it breaks. “I’ll say that he’s my boyfriend and he still can’t get enough of me. He loves the way that I taste.”
I love Astrid and always feel so bad for how they treat her
That makes him laugh. It's hard to say no when he loves her energy. "I can say the same thing. Let's show each other off, then." He kisses her cheek to seal the deal. "We're still doing matching teal for the ceremony?" Because it wouldn't surprise him if Rose made her change the dress after the argument.
He hums in agreement, both arms closing around her now to keep her as close as possible. The rocking to the music continues, though. "You do feed me pretty fucking well, my lady. But I bet your fans don't know about the adorable noises you make while I shower you with affection. Now that's music."
“Absolutely,” Midge replies. “I already have my dress.” She winks. Thank goodness she hadn’t gotten a new one yet. She was holding out hope that the two of them still might work things out. They’re definitely going to make a splash at this wedding.
Her arms move around his neck. “What sort of noises are those?” she asks innocently. “You mean my giggles and squeals?”
he will!!!! he wants to convince her to try less hard
"That's not fair," he teases. "I only have my stage clothes. I'll have to go shopping." He exaggerates his tone to make it sound like a problem, but everyone knows he loves shopping.
"And your groans, and your moans, and your cute little gasps..." He starts kissing her neck, hoping to get one of those noises.
Shopping with him reminds her of their first unofficial date to B Altman. He managed to seduce her in one afternoon. Maybe it was that the attraction between them was too strong for her to deny. She knew there was no point in fighting the inevitable.
A moan slips from her lips. “How can I help myself when you make me feel so good?”
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The radio playing in the other room draws Midge’s attention. She knocks back the rest of her wine.
“Wanna dance?”
He’s a good dancer and Midge likes being held by him.
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Jaskier doesn't bother to take her to the living room. He just kicks the chair out of the way and turns off the light for ambience - the city lights coming through the window and the bulb from the corridor are enough.
The song is a slow tune and Jaskier holds Midge close as they softly rock their bodies around the kitchen. He actually knows the lyrics of this one, it's one of the covers they've practiced with the band. So he sings lowly in her ear,
"♫ I was made for loving you / You were made for loving me / And I can't get enough of you / Can you get enough of me? ♫"
Not me imagining them dancing to the disco KISS version
“I haven’t kicked you out yet,” she replies.
lmao between both of them they have enough makeup to paint their whole faces
"Yet? That sounds very ominous. Are we going to put up a timer?" He's kidding.
midge vetoes that for the wedding
“I was thinking about it, though I’m not sure how much time to put on there that will indicate when I’ve gotten enough of you, so I guess you’re safe for now.”
spoilsport
Jaskier makes her whirl as "punishment", and when she returns to his arms, he dips her. He grins down at her as he bumps his nose against hers, mischief obvious in his expression even in the dark. "Will I get kicked out if I keep you down here for a while?"
sorry Jask
“I don’t know,” she replies. “It depends on what your intentions are with me.”
Very naughty, no doubt.
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"My lady, what are you trying to imply?" He brings her back up to continue the dance, putting up his best innocent best. "My intentions are nothing but pure. I wouldn't want to soil your spotless reputation!"
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“Are the rumors I’ve heard about you not true? That you enjoy corrupting innocent young ladies? Some of the married women too?”
She raises an eyebrow at him.
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The funny thing is, he truly thinks he's a role model that all bards should follow. He believes his life is awesome and more bards should be like him.
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“I suppose that means you have nothing but chaste thoughts about me?”
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He then brushes his mouth against her ear, talking in a whisper with a deep voice. "Although I suppose I should mention that I also think of waking you up with my hard cock pumping inside that tight cunt of yours."
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Now it’s Midge’s turn to gasp dramatically. “Jaskier! How naughty of you! The rumors of you being a scoundrel must be true.”
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Jaskier's laughter is loud and happy, always delighted to have her playing along. How could he not fall in love with her? He sighs dramatically. "Ah, you've caught me. I'm only here to drag you to the dark side. What shall you do with me, my sweet lady? Will you hire an exorcist to remove the incubus in my soul?"
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“What if I choose to feed myself to that incubus instead?” She asks. “To offer myself up to your dirtiest desires.” Her look is smoldering as she leans her forehead against his again.
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Jaskier chuckles before reminding himself to keep up the game, so he goes for another dramatic gasp. "Lady Miriam! That's such a scandalous proposition! What will the people think?" He pecks her lips before his mouth returns to her ear. "What would happen to your reputation if your public knew how much you like the taste of my cock?"
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“Truthfully, I don’t think they’d be very shocked, my lord,” she replies. “Have you heard my act?”
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Jaskier makes a very surprised (and fake) face as he dips her again. He kisses her cheek before bringing her back up. "I have not! What dirty things have you saying out there, pray tell?" He just likes hearing her say it.
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She giggles again when he dips her once more. When he pulls her back up, Midge puts her lips to his ear. “I’ve mentioned how much incredible sex I’m having lately, how my lover can’t seem to stop fucking me, and how I love every second of it.”
That’s more or less what she said.
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His whole body shivers at her words, and the arm on her waist tightens. "Fuck," he mumbles in a very heartfelt way. "I need to watch your act more often." Roleplay has been forgotten, his ego has been successfully stroked. Jaskier captures her mouth in a deep kiss as another realization hits him: she was saying that before they got together as an actual couple, which makes his heart skip a beat. He keeps their noses together as he speaks again. "And what will you say after today?"
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Hearing what’s in her act seems to have turned him on significantly. Midge can’t complain about that. She returns the kiss, keeping her lips close to his when it breaks. “I’ll say that he’s my boyfriend and he still can’t get enough of me. He loves the way that I taste.”
I love Astrid and always feel so bad for how they treat her
He hums in agreement, both arms closing around her now to keep her as close as possible. The rocking to the music continues, though. "You do feed me pretty fucking well, my lady. But I bet your fans don't know about the adorable noises you make while I shower you with affection. Now that's music."
Jask should befriend her
Her arms move around his neck. “What sort of noises are those?” she asks innocently. “You mean my giggles and squeals?”
he will!!!! he wants to convince her to try less hard
"And your groans, and your moans, and your cute little gasps..." He starts kissing her neck, hoping to get one of those noises.
midge does too tbh
Shopping with him reminds her of their first unofficial date to B Altman. He managed to seduce her in one afternoon. Maybe it was that the attraction between them was too strong for her to deny. She knew there was no point in fighting the inevitable.
A moan slips from her lips. “How can I help myself when you make me feel so good?”
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