"You should see Yennefer's," he replies with clear amusement. It's thanks to her magic that they have these closets, after all. "I'll be able to tell if one of my shirts is missing, by the way."
He wouldn't be surprised if Midge used her new extra-big suitcase to fill it with his shirts.
Jaskier gasps when she comes out, looking absolutely stunning. He can already feel his blood warming up as he rushes to hug her from behind, letting his hands roam all over her body and burying his nose in her neck. The fabric is soft and makes for an amazing contrast on their skin, it also frames Midge's curves perfectly and Jaskier is eager to devour her. The sparkling sequins are a nice touch.
"Fuck, Midge. You look magnificent . A beauty painted with the color of passion." He drops kisses on Midge's neck until she reaches her ear. "Red like your scarlet blood, your juicy cherry, your plump lips, your red wine."
"You don't know how many dresses you have?" He refuses to believe she doesn't.
Jaskier's hands keep on exploring, pulling Midge as close as possible to simply enjoy the sensations of their bodies pressed into each other. He hums in delight when her fingers grab his hair, and he drops a few more kisses on her neck before gently guiding Midge to his large mirror.
"The most beautiful and talented couple in the city," he says as a way to reference their little joke in the subway. Fucking for a public may've been teasing, but Jaskier truly believes they're the hottest and that people would indeed pay to see them fuck.
"Look at you. So gorgeous. So perfect. Such an erotic image." His hands caress her thighs, making their way up to squeeze her butt. "Delightful curves for my fingers to lose themselves in. A perky arse for my cock to thrust against." He's definitely getting hard. Calloused fingers move up and squeeze her breasts. "The most marvelous tits to suck like the thirstiest man."
There’s a little gasp from her when they move in front of the mirror. “Yes, we are,” Midge agrees, “but this sight is only for us.” She sighs as he starts to caress her, feeling her heart pound at his words.
“You really think so?” she asks. Midge knows that she’s pretty, but she’s got insecurities like any other woman. After giving birth to two children, she’s not as confident as she might have been before that.
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He wouldn't be surprised if Midge used her new extra-big suitcase to fill it with his shirts.
Jaskier gasps when she comes out, looking absolutely stunning. He can already feel his blood warming up as he rushes to hug her from behind, letting his hands roam all over her body and burying his nose in her neck. The fabric is soft and makes for an amazing contrast on their skin, it also frames Midge's curves perfectly and Jaskier is eager to devour her. The sparkling sequins are a nice touch.
"Fuck, Midge. You look magnificent . A beauty painted with the color of passion." He drops kisses on Midge's neck until she reaches her ear. "Red like your scarlet blood, your juicy cherry, your plump lips, your red wine."
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His reaction to her is perfect and Midge squeals when he throws his arms around her. “So poetic, even when you’re horny. I’m glad you like it.”
She leans her head back to expose more of her neck to his kisses and reaches up to thread her fingers in his hair again.
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Jaskier's hands keep on exploring, pulling Midge as close as possible to simply enjoy the sensations of their bodies pressed into each other. He hums in delight when her fingers grab his hair, and he drops a few more kisses on her neck before gently guiding Midge to his large mirror.
"The most beautiful and talented couple in the city," he says as a way to reference their little joke in the subway. Fucking for a public may've been teasing, but Jaskier truly believes they're the hottest and that people would indeed pay to see them fuck.
"Look at you. So gorgeous. So perfect. Such an erotic image." His hands caress her thighs, making their way up to squeeze her butt. "Delightful curves for my fingers to lose themselves in. A perky arse for my cock to thrust against." He's definitely getting hard. Calloused fingers move up and squeeze her breasts. "The most marvelous tits to suck like the thirstiest man."
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There’s a little gasp from her when they move in front of the mirror. “Yes, we are,” Midge agrees, “but this sight is only for us.” She sighs as he starts to caress her, feeling her heart pound at his words.
“You really think so?” she asks. Midge knows that she’s pretty, but she’s got insecurities like any other woman. After giving birth to two children, she’s not as confident as she might have been before that.