“If he made the bread we had with dinner tonight, that was excellent,” Midge replies. “I can make challah, which is a type of Jewish bread, but that’s about it.”
Looking up at Jaskier, she notices that he has a little bit of cherry filling on his lip. She takes her napkin and wipes it away.
"Yep," Jaskier replies with a very exaggerated p-sound at the end. "That was him. He wants to build a clay oven in the garden."
As Jaskier predicted, Geralt doesn't know what to do with compliments. After some hesitation, he tells Midge, "Thanks." Another pause before he adds. "Did you say 'challah'?" He copies the pronunciation as best he can. "I'll look into it."
Jaskier then smiles at Midge's adorable gesture and chases her hand with his mouth to kiss her fingers. Geralt makes a face and Yennefer looks amused.
“Thanks,” Midge says to Geralt about the bread. “I think you’ll like it.”
She giggles when Jaskier kisses her fingers. “Unfortunately for Geralt, I don’t think he’ll ever be able to be around the two of us together without us stinking.”
She and Jaskier are way too horny for each other. Midge has kept it contained for most of the day, but as the evening winds down, she’s growing more needy for him.
Midge hums in delight and slowly eats the bit of pie off of the fork, licking it afterwards. “Thank you, my love.” Just to really lay it on thick, she leans in and softly kisses his lips.
Jaskier happily kisses her back, which of course gets a frustrated groan from Ciri.
"Good night," Geralt growls. "Both of you."
"You know," Jaskier replies as he stands up and offers his hand for Midge to do the same. "For someone who spent his day fucking, you sure are in a bad mood."
Ciri complains about the comment and Geralt throws his napkin at him, so Jaskier squeezes Midge's hand and drags her out while laughing pretty hard. Reaching the bottom of the stairs means they can't be seen from the table, so Jaskier pushes Midge against the wall and kisses her thoroughly. He's been waiting to do this all fucking day!
Geralt’s a little scary when he’s mad. Fortunately, she and Jaskier are leaving the table. “Thanks for having me,” she calls while Jaskier leads her away.
The kiss is very welcome, and Midge opens her mouth against his. Similarly, spending the day with him meant wanting him but never getting to have him. Midge is glad to finally sate her desires.
Jaskier's starving for her taste, and he doesn't stop kissing her until he hears the chairs moving at the table. Calloused hands move quickly to wrap her legs around his waist and take her upstairs.
"Missed you," he whispers with affection. "And if we fall, I'm blaming it on you."
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Looking up at Jaskier, she notices that he has a little bit of cherry filling on his lip. She takes her napkin and wipes it away.
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As Jaskier predicted, Geralt doesn't know what to do with compliments. After some hesitation, he tells Midge, "Thanks." Another pause before he adds. "Did you say 'challah'?" He copies the pronunciation as best he can. "I'll look into it."
Jaskier then smiles at Midge's adorable gesture and chases her hand with his mouth to kiss her fingers. Geralt makes a face and Yennefer looks amused.
"How badly do they stink?"
"Mmh."
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She giggles when Jaskier kisses her fingers. “Unfortunately for Geralt, I don’t think he’ll ever be able to be around the two of us together without us stinking.”
She and Jaskier are way too horny for each other. Midge has kept it contained for most of the day, but as the evening winds down, she’s growing more needy for him.
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"Because you have," Geralt grumbles.
Just to annoy him more, Jaskier takes some Midge's pie slice with his fork and feeds it to her while batting his eyelashes like an idiot.
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Midge hums in delight and slowly eats the bit of pie off of the fork, licking it afterwards. “Thank you, my love.” Just to really lay it on thick, she leans in and softly kisses his lips.
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"Good night," Geralt growls. "Both of you."
"You know," Jaskier replies as he stands up and offers his hand for Midge to do the same. "For someone who spent his day fucking, you sure are in a bad mood."
Ciri complains about the comment and Geralt throws his napkin at him, so Jaskier squeezes Midge's hand and drags her out while laughing pretty hard. Reaching the bottom of the stairs means they can't be seen from the table, so Jaskier pushes Midge against the wall and kisses her thoroughly. He's been waiting to do this all fucking day!
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The kiss is very welcome, and Midge opens her mouth against his. Similarly, spending the day with him meant wanting him but never getting to have him. Midge is glad to finally sate her desires.
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"Missed you," he whispers with affection. "And if we fall, I'm blaming it on you."