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Throwing his head back, Jaskier groans in a mix of pleasure and frustration as the fabrics slide down his throbbing cock. This is torture, and he loves every second of it. His hands immediately fall on Midge's thighs when she sits on him, and he curses again when he realizes his abdomen is getting wet with her arousal. His hips thrust the air once more, needy and craving for more.

"I bought you gifts. I took you on a romantic ride. I was your umbrella. And I let you come all over my face." He licks his lips to make a point. "I think I've done an outstanding job showing you how much I love you, my goddess."

His reaction is so arousing to her, his groan of utter need. She’s going to give him what he needs, but she’s going to be a tease about it first.

Midge pretends to think about his answer as she finishes opening his shirt. “I think you’re right. I had a great time today, so I think you’ve been a very good boy.”

Taking one of his hands, Midge sucks two of his fingers into her mouth, getting them nice and wet. She then puts his hand on one of her breasts. “Play with my nipple.”

While he does that, Midge lifts her hips and slides back, catching his cock between her folds. She steadies his cock at her entrance, letting him feel that heat on the sensitive head.

“Say please, my love.” Midge knows that he’s wanting, but he still needs to be patient until she’s ready to take him.

"The best one," he replies almost breathless, all the praise pushing his mind into a cloud of bliss. He groans again when she starts blowing his fingers, his legs squirming on the bed as he remembers how her pretty mouth felt around his cock.

Her order is met without hesitation - Jaskier squeezes her tit before his two wet fingers catch her nipple, rubbing it and pinching the way she likes it. His hand trembles a little, though, when Midge slides back. His whole body is squirming by now, needy and desperate, the warmth spreading through his nerves making him whimper again. Gorgeous, and absolutely maddening.

"Please, Miriam," he replies with the biggest puppy eyes he can manage. "I need you."

Midge could never really torture him, so the puppy dog eyes are unnecessary. She can feel him squirm beneath him and decides that it’s time to take pity on him (especially because he calls her Miriam).

“Good boy,” she says again as she sinks down on his cock. “I want to hear you sing for me, my sweet bard.”

Midge takes a moment to make herself comfortable, her thighs spread wide so that she can take all of him. Her legs are bent with her feet resting on his thighs. “Fuck,” she moans, “your cock fits so perfectly inside me.” Digging her knees into the bed, she starts to ride him, her pace leisurely for now.

And sing for her he does, his back arching as he moans loudly with his head thrown back. She always feels absolutely amazing around his cock, and Jaskier wishes he could stay buried in her for hours, just basking in the feeling of her tightness and wetness for him while she calls him a good boy.

"You take me so well, darling," Jaskier replies as both of his hands play with her tits, keeping up with her rhythm. He doesn't even attempt to meet her with thrusts; he lets her have full control of their fucking and just loses himself in the touching and their tangled moans. "My goddess, look upon me and melt me with your mighty passion."

She grins at that request, not sure exactly what he expects her to do. “You worshipped me so well earlier and now you get your reward.”

Rocking slowly on top of him like this feels so good. Having just come, Midge isn’t desperate for an orgasm and feels free to take a more leisurely pace. Jaskier might not feel the same way though. He looks beautiful lying beneath her, lost in passion.

“I love you,” Midge tells him. “You’re so good to me.”

He doesn't expect anything, he's just poetically asking her to fuck him - and Midge does exactly that. Outstanding service.

Indeed, he's feeling much needier than she is, and the only thing keeping him from getting bratty is how much he adores seeing her in control like this. Besides, leisure lovemaking can be absolutely wonderful; he just happens to be a bit blue-balled at the moment.

Jaskier lets his hands trace every curve of her body and enjoys the combination of the lingerie on skin, moaning and panting her name to worship her more. He feels comfortable, blissful, and loved. It's perfect.

"I love you too, dear. You inspire me." And in Jaskier-land, that means the world.

She shivers at the sensation of his fingers on her skin. “Am I your muse as well as your goddess?” Midge asks.

Digging her knees into the mattress, Midge speeds up her pace on top of him. She gasps at the depths that he’s able to achieve in this position.

“Touch my clit,” she tells him. “See if we can come together. Are you close?”

"If you have to ask, I haven't recited enough poetry while we fuck," he teases.

Jaskier curses when she speeds up, and seeing her move like that is such an amazing, erotic view that he finally gives in: his hips thrust up and tries to go a little deeper, although her knees are so firm on the mattress that he doesn't have much room to move. And he loves it - he loves her, her strength and her beauty.

As soon as he hears her command, the two fingers she licked earlier fall on her clit and start rubbing it to match her pace.

"I'd love that- yes, yes, Midge, come on dear, just a little longer..."

Midge moans out her pleasure when Jaskier starts stroking her clit. Her breasts bounce freely as she rides on top of him.

With the extra stimulation, she’s getting closer to orgasm, but taking one look at Jaskier tells her that he’s ready to explode.

“It’s okay, love. We can take care of me after. Be a good boy and come inside me.”

She pants as she rides him hard, taking his cock to the hilt every time. Watching his face, she waits for the moment when he falls over the edge.

Coming before a lady goes against Jaskier's instincts, but how can he say no when she calls him a good boy like this?

His free hand falls on Midge's butt to keep her down when he finally comes, wanting that lovely cunt of hers to catch every drop of his cum. Jaskier's moans echo in the bedroom as he throws his head back, the most powerful ecstasy making his whole body tremble and his heels dig into the mattress. It's pure bliss - content, pleasing, and full of love.

His mind floats in that cloud of rapture for a few minutes and it's Midge's cunt tightening around his cock that brings him back to reality. Jaskier opens his eyes and goofily smiles at Midge, admiring the view.

Fuck, he looks so hot when he comes. Midge really gets to enjoy how his body reacts to hers when she’s in this position. She feels his hot seed fill her, one of her favorite sensations. Her hips still as he comes down, though Midge leaves his cock fully sheathed in her cunt.

“Felt good, love?” She grins back at him. “I love watching you come for me.” Midge tries to keep relatively still, knowing that his cock is about to be sensitive. “Do you want to watch me touch myself to orgasm, or would you rather do the honors?”

"With you? Always." He doesn't think they're capable of having sex that doesn't feel good at all.

"I'd never let my goddess unattended like that," he replies as both his hands quickly get back on the action. One plays with Midge's tits, pinching her nipples while the other concentrates on rubbing her clit. Jaskier's eyes never leave her face, not wanting to miss a single second of her orgasm.

Midge moans at the dual stimulation of both her nipple and her clit. She tries to sit still on top of him, but it’s so difficult not to move when he’s touching her like that. Her instinct is to rock against his hand.

“Fuck…” she murmurs, her eyes closing. “Just like that…”

As her pleasure steadily rises, the walls of her cunt clench around his cock.

Jakier sees her eyes closing and knows she's gone. He hopes she doesn't mind him sitting up - her little dominance moment had been amazing, but now she's just chasing after her orgasm, and he can't stand not helping.

"Come for me, my beautiful goddess," he says before closing his mouth around her other nipple, sucking it through the fabric.

She lets out a little squeal when he sits up and immediately wraps her arms around him.

“Jaskier!”

With her head thrown back, Midge comes hard. Her body trembles on top of his, pleasure coursing through her. She rides out her orgasm, then falls forward against him, her head on his shoulder as she comes down.

Jaskier doesn't let go of her clit or her nipples; he keeps stimulating them to help her ride this orgasm to the very end. Cornflower blues follow every movement of her shoulders, every tremble of her chest, every twitch of her face. She's gorgeous when she comes.

As soon as she falls on him, Jaskier wraps his arms around her and brings both their bodies down to get comfortable on the cushions.

"Love you," he whispers before kissing the top of her head.

“Mmm…” Midge feels a little punch drunk from two orgasms in relatively quick succession. She brushes Jaskier’s hair back and kisses him softly.

“Love you too. You like it when I take charge, don’t you?”

"Oh yes," he replies without hesitation after kissing her back. His hand rubs her back - he doesn't need touching to be sexual to enjoy it. He just likes contact. "A powerful woman is incredibly erotic by itself, and seeing you explore sex like this makes it even better. Did you enjoy it?"

“I did.” She grins. “I take charge outside the bedroom a lot, and it’s fun to do it sometimes in the bedroom as well.”

Jaskier has taught her a lot and has helped her confidence in her sexuality grow.

"Indeed it is. I'm so proud of you." He kisses her softly again, letting it linger. Feeling relaxed and content, he rubs their noses together. "I better watch out before you end up becoming a witch, too."

She laughs at that. “I didn’t know I could be a witch. Just a bitch.” A wink.

Her fingers stroke through his chest hair. “You’ve showed me things in bed that I never even knew about. The first time we ever slept together, you showed me that spot inside me, the one that makes me come so hard…” Midge grins and bites her lip. “Fuck, I love it when you touch me there.”

Jaskier laughs in return. "Hey now, I thought that was my job."

Her mention of that magical spot reminds him that he hasn't pulled out yet. He takes a deep breath and carefully moves his hips, hissing at the sensitivity. But once it's done, he brings Midge close again, cuddling her properly.

"It truly feels fantastic, doesn't it?" he replies with a grin, thinking about his own special spot. "You know, when we finally get to visit a bawdy store, we could get you something for yourself, too. Since you told me your fingers can't quite reach it like I do. And after a long day dealing with the kids, you deserve a good orgasm before bedtime."

She hates for him to pull out, but knows that he must. Once he’s out, she happily cuddles in closer to him again.

Despite the fact that they were just talking about how Midge feels so sexually free, she still blushes when Jaskier mentions the bawdy store. “You mean… a toy? Will you show me how to use it?”

She's always so cute when she blushes. Jaskier kisses both her cheeks.

"I don't know if the ones here are anything like what I had at home," he admits. He doesn't sound worried, though - in fact, the idea of something new excites him. "But we can learn to use them together. And keep them around for fun, too; they don't have to be only for masturbation when we are alone. I'd love to have something up my arse while fucking you."

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