She hums in her throat as he teases her. “Honestly… I think I would rather be lazy. I can give you a hand job, or we can make love on our sides…”
Being lazy when she’s only half awake sounds like a wonderful idea. There’s something erotic about taking their time and building up their pleasure slowly.
"I think a lazy morning is in order, dear. Start with your hand for now?"
He captures her mouth in a soft, slow, lazy kiss as the tip of her finger gathers her fluids to get all fingers wet. Now he can keep rubbing her folds with much more ease, letting them glide in a calm tempo as he sings.
"♫ Early morning, rain is falling Steal some covers, share some skin Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable You twist to fit the mold that I am in ♫"
Midge hums against his mouth as they kiss. Her fingers wrap around Jaskier’s cock and start to slowly, lazily, stroke it up and down. The way that he’s touching her, even though it’s gentle and slow, is making her more and more aroused. Midge rocks her hips in time with his hand.
Jaskier groans against her mouth, his hips instantly reacting as they buck to seek more of her touch. He can feel their bodies warming up already, and he always smiles at the way they perfectly fit against each other.
"Good, because I love singing for you." His hand never stops moving, but now he makes sure to tease her clit before it moves down. "And I love the way you sing for me, too."
Even when he’s not inside of her, they still fit perfectly together. Jaskier fulfills something that she didn’t even realize was missing in her life: a sense of adventure and excitement.
“You don’t want to hear me sing,” Midge says with a breathless laugh. “But I think you mean this…” She lets out a needy moan.
Her fingers tease the head of his cock before striking back down the shaft again.
"Yes, that's it, gorgeous," he replies with a wide smile. "What a good girl you are for me."
Jaskier moans for her, too, before capturing her mouth in another kiss. They just stay like that for a while, sharing lazy kisses and touching each other slowly just to bask in their closeness. His whole body feels relaxed and tingly with coziness, and he loves it. Soon his cock is hard and erect for her, the tip dripping precum on her fingers.
"I must wonder..." he asks as he keeps rubbing their noses together. "Does that shirt even smell like me anymore?"
"Of course I do," he replies with a pout because he's lost her face. He buries his nose in her hair instead. "You look absolutely--"
His own moan interrupts his words - watching her lick his precum as if it was ice cream (while wearing his shirt!) is such an erotic sight. Jaskier kisses her again when she's done, letting their tongues share the taste.
"I love hearing you ask for it," he says with a grin and considers their options for a second. Since they're going for lazy, and there's a position she likes... "Well then, my goddess, I want to be skin to skin with you, soooo~"
Jaskier kisses her while removing his shirt to leave her exposed - he misses how she looked already, but it's a necessary sacrifice. Then he gently moves her to leave her on her side, her back against his chest, their bodies perfectly lining against each other. As he drops kisses on her shoulder and neck, he lifts her leg and finally penetrates her, moaning against her skin.
"I sink into heaven every time," he whispers as his arm comes around her waist and squeezes her tit. Then he starts thrusting, slowly and gently to keep up with the mood.
She misses his shirt too; it was warm and comfortable. Having him press up behind her is wonderful though. They fit together so perfectly, and she loves it in this position. The only downside is that she can’t kiss him.
Midge moans softly as he pushes into her, then adjusts so that he can easily thrust inside her.
“Do you?” She asks. “How do you know what heaven feels like?”
Reaching for one of his hands, she laces their fingers together.
"Heaven isn't a place," he replies as he squeezes her hand. "It is a happening. It happens in you and me."
His thrusts continue slow and steady, just basking in the moment, enjoying the closeness and the way their bodies perfectly connect. It's a delicious slow burn that keeps him tingling all over, even his mind. Jaskier keeps his voice low against her ear and makes a mental note that they need to have lazy morning sex in a forest so the birds can be their background instead of those fucking cars.
"The inner beauty and the serenity in moments of true love are its own reward."
Her eyes flutter closed so that she can enjoy all the other sensations that he’s bringing to her body. His words are so sweet and the way that he slowly fills her feels exquisite.
“I love being a good girl, your good girl,” she says. “Always so eager and ready for you because you make me feel so good. I love making you feel good too.” Midge moans for him, knowing that he likes it. “It’s so deep like this, with your whole cock inside me.”
Midge can feel every perfect inch of him. She feels full, surrounded by him.
"You do, darling; you always make me feel good." Indeed, he loves those moans, and he rewards them by playing with her nipples. "You were so brave for me today, learning a new way to touch me, playing me like you play your audience. You like it deep, mmh? Something in common. Let me see..."
Jaskier gently pushes her down, just a little bit. He doesn't let her fall fully on her chest, their arms keep up enough of their weight - but it's enough for him to press her into the mattress, covering her with his sweaty, hairy body as he keeps thrusting into her, his moans echoing in the bedroom.
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Being lazy when she’s only half awake sounds like a wonderful idea. There’s something erotic about taking their time and building up their pleasure slowly.
“Up to you, love.”
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He captures her mouth in a soft, slow, lazy kiss as the tip of her finger gathers her fluids to get all fingers wet. Now he can keep rubbing her folds with much more ease, letting them glide in a calm tempo as he sings.
"♫ Early morning, rain is falling
Steal some covers, share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in ♫"
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Midge hums against his mouth as they kiss. Her fingers wrap around Jaskier’s cock and start to slowly, lazily, stroke it up and down. The way that he’s touching her, even though it’s gentle and slow, is making her more and more aroused. Midge rocks her hips in time with his hand.
“I love when you sing to me,” she sighs.
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"Good, because I love singing for you." His hand never stops moving, but now he makes sure to tease her clit before it moves down. "And I love the way you sing for me, too."
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“You don’t want to hear me sing,” Midge says with a breathless laugh. “But I think you mean this…” She lets out a needy moan.
Her fingers tease the head of his cock before striking back down the shaft again.
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Jaskier moans for her, too, before capturing her mouth in another kiss. They just stay like that for a while, sharing lazy kisses and touching each other slowly just to bask in their closeness. His whole body feels relaxed and tingly with coziness, and he loves it. Soon his cock is hard and erect for her, the tip dripping precum on her fingers.
"I must wonder..." he asks as he keeps rubbing their noses together. "Does that shirt even smell like me anymore?"
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Lying here touching and kissing is a blissful feeling. Midge’s breath is coming in shorter pants now as his hand builds her pleasure.
At his question, she buries her nose in the shirt. “Not as much, but yes. You like seeing it on me, don’t you?”
She lifts her precum-covered fingers to her mouth and licks them clean before resuming her stroking. He’s hard and throbbing in her hand.
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His own moan interrupts his words - watching her lick his precum as if it was ice cream (while wearing his shirt!) is such an erotic sight. Jaskier kisses her again when she's done, letting their tongues share the taste.
"Tell me what you want, dear."
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“I want you to make love to me,” she murmurs against his lips. “I want to feel that perfect cock so deep inside me.”
Midge is well ready to take him after being touched for so long. He can choose the position. She just wants to be filled up by him.
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Jaskier kisses her while removing his shirt to leave her exposed - he misses how she looked already, but it's a necessary sacrifice. Then he gently moves her to leave her on her side, her back against his chest, their bodies perfectly lining against each other. As he drops kisses on her shoulder and neck, he lifts her leg and finally penetrates her, moaning against her skin.
"I sink into heaven every time," he whispers as his arm comes around her waist and squeezes her tit. Then he starts thrusting, slowly and gently to keep up with the mood.
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Midge moans softly as he pushes into her, then adjusts so that he can easily thrust inside her.
“Do you?” She asks. “How do you know what heaven feels like?”
Reaching for one of his hands, she laces their fingers together.
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His thrusts continue slow and steady, just basking in the moment, enjoying the closeness and the way their bodies perfectly connect. It's a delicious slow burn that keeps him tingling all over, even his mind. Jaskier keeps his voice low against her ear and makes a mental note that they need to have lazy morning sex in a forest so the birds can be their background instead of those fucking cars.
"The inner beauty and the serenity in moments of true love are its own reward."
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“I love being a good girl, your good girl,” she says. “Always so eager and ready for you because you make me feel so good. I love making you feel good too.” Midge moans for him, knowing that he likes it. “It’s so deep like this, with your whole cock inside me.”
Midge can feel every perfect inch of him. She feels full, surrounded by him.
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Jaskier gently pushes her down, just a little bit. He doesn't let her fall fully on her chest, their arms keep up enough of their weight - but it's enough for him to press her into the mattress, covering her with his sweaty, hairy body as he keeps thrusting into her, his moans echoing in the bedroom.
I slept… and now I’m awake
“Fuck, you feel so good,” she tells him. “I can feel every inch of your cock when you push inside me. Do you like how I can take you to the hilt?”
Midge tightens her walls around him as he pulls out. Their sex might be less frenzied this morning, but it’s no less erotic.