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.
"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..."
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.
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"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."
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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.”
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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.
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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?”
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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..."
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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.
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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.
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“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?”
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"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.