“Her part in what? She didn’t know it was my birthday.” If Jaskier was expecting Susie to throw her a party or something, he’s sorely misread Midge’s manager. “Birthdays must be a big deal where you come from.”
Midge props herself up on her side and plays with the end of his tie, brushing it on his chest. “About what? Sex?”
"What do you mean she didn't know? You didn't tell her?!" This is an absolute scandal, Jaskier can't believe his ears. "No, I just think it's fucking important to celebrate your loved ones! I can't believe you're sounding like Geralt."
His heart is held by the two people who don't believe in birthdays. What is his life?
"Yeah. In general, or about my experience. There's a whole world out there and people are always curious," he replies with a shrug. "Besides, it may give you some inspiration."
Midge puts her hand up. “There wasn’t really an opportune time,” she protests. “I stopped really caring about birthdays after I turned 21.” Not a whole lot to look forward to after that except getting old.
She wouldn’t protest doing something fun for her birthday, but it isn’t the end of the world if she doesn’t.
Midge thinks for a moment. “How did you realize that you liked both women and men?”
The most offended gasp - he dislikes the idea of birthdays not mattering in general, but also in this particular context, he's quite shocked. Midge likes being the center of attention, so he would've expected her to like her birthdays.
"That's when your life is STARTING!" The hand gesturing is crazy. "You make it sound like birthdays are for kids."
The question makes him chuckle. "That's an easy one, actually. You know when puberty finally hits you and your body feels funny? I noticed that I felt funny around both sexes. Of course, at first I thought it meant something else."
He snorts at his younger self.
"I didn't know what else, but my body was doing all sorts of funny things at that age, so whatever, right? I ignored it and only kissed cute little ladies. One night, my cousin came to a family gathering with her new fiancé. I couldn't keep my eyes off him; he was the prettiest man I'd ever seen. Later, when I sneaked to the garden to make out with a maid's daughter, I couldn't stop thinking about him. It made me freak out so much, I ran to my bedroom to hide. Before I knew it, I was touching myself while thinking of him. It was quite a wake-up call. The next few days, I kept asking my brain to put men in my fantasies. Or both girls and boys. It was incredibly easy, and so satisfying. Eventually, I was brave enough to kiss a stable boy, and the tent in my pants was the final answer."
She likes a party, it’s true, but they become harder to plan the older you get. “They are,” she replies. “Why would I want to celebrate getting older?”
His story about how he discovered his attraction to both sexes is interesting. “It was dangerous though, wasn’t it? To act on those thoughts? It can be dangerous here.”
Another offended gasp when she says that they're for kids. "It's about celebrating your life! Your mere existence! Another year being alive! Another year with loved ones and many more to come!"
Of course, when he gets old enough, he'll hate the idea too. But for now, he'll stick to these ideals.
He nods at her question. "I never fucked a man at home - I waited until I left for the university. Father found me kissing a stableboy anyway. It wasn't pretty." He sighs as his face falls, the memory sour. "My first time with a woman was sweet - clumsy as hell, just two teenagers trying their best. Not the greatest orgasm, but memorable for being the first. My first time with a bloke--" He runs his hand down his face. "Total disaster."
It seems as though she’s struck a nerve with the birthdays. “Clearly, we’re not doing adult birthday parties correctly here,” Midge says. “Parties for adults just never seem as fun as they did when I was a kid.”
Hearing Jaskier talk about his first time brings back memories of Midge’s own with Joel. “What happened, if you don’t mind me asking?”
That... is actually pretty fair, Jaskier has to admit. "I understand what you mean; I've seen it. That's people losing their whimsical side after a certain age, thinking that the minute you turn thirty, you must stay at home and have dinner with the kids. Being an adult doesn't mean you must succumb to boredom and mediocrity."
That's quite a question. Jaskier buries his nose in her hair, taking a moment to enjoy her perfume before answering. "I was desperate to learn more about this other side. The secrecy was killing me. So when an older student came to me, I was more than willing. We sneaked into an empty classroom and--" A pause. "Barely any kissing. He kept grinding against my thigh and pinching my arse. As soon as he saw I was a bit hard, he bent me over a desk and just-- put it in. No warning, no preparation. I had no idea how men were supposed to do it, so I was going with the flow. It was very painful; I wasn't exactly enjoying myself. He came first and then gave me a very lousy handjob out of obligation. He left after reminding me to keep the secret. Left me there with his cum dripping from my arse."
Jaskier brings Midge closer, hugging her too tightly while burying his face in her neck.
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Midge props herself up on her side and plays with the end of his tie, brushing it on his chest. “About what? Sex?”
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His heart is held by the two people who don't believe in birthdays. What is his life?
"Yeah. In general, or about my experience. There's a whole world out there and people are always curious," he replies with a shrug. "Besides, it may give you some inspiration."
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She wouldn’t protest doing something fun for her birthday, but it isn’t the end of the world if she doesn’t.
Midge thinks for a moment. “How did you realize that you liked both women and men?”
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"That's when your life is STARTING!" The hand gesturing is crazy. "You make it sound like birthdays are for kids."
The question makes him chuckle. "That's an easy one, actually. You know when puberty finally hits you and your body feels funny? I noticed that I felt funny around both sexes. Of course, at first I thought it meant something else."
He snorts at his younger self.
"I didn't know what else, but my body was doing all sorts of funny things at that age, so whatever, right? I ignored it and only kissed cute little ladies. One night, my cousin came to a family gathering with her new fiancé. I couldn't keep my eyes off him; he was the prettiest man I'd ever seen. Later, when I sneaked to the garden to make out with a maid's daughter, I couldn't stop thinking about him. It made me freak out so much, I ran to my bedroom to hide. Before I knew it, I was touching myself while thinking of him. It was quite a wake-up call. The next few days, I kept asking my brain to put men in my fantasies. Or both girls and boys. It was incredibly easy, and so satisfying. Eventually, I was brave enough to kiss a stable boy, and the tent in my pants was the final answer."
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His story about how he discovered his attraction to both sexes is interesting. “It was dangerous though, wasn’t it? To act on those thoughts? It can be dangerous here.”
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Of course, when he gets old enough, he'll hate the idea too. But for now, he'll stick to these ideals.
He nods at her question. "I never fucked a man at home - I waited until I left for the university. Father found me kissing a stableboy anyway. It wasn't pretty." He sighs as his face falls, the memory sour. "My first time with a woman was sweet - clumsy as hell, just two teenagers trying their best. Not the greatest orgasm, but memorable for being the first. My first time with a bloke--" He runs his hand down his face. "Total disaster."
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Hearing Jaskier talk about his first time brings back memories of Midge’s own with Joel. “What happened, if you don’t mind me asking?”
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That's quite a question. Jaskier buries his nose in her hair, taking a moment to enjoy her perfume before answering. "I was desperate to learn more about this other side. The secrecy was killing me. So when an older student came to me, I was more than willing. We sneaked into an empty classroom and--" A pause. "Barely any kissing. He kept grinding against my thigh and pinching my arse. As soon as he saw I was a bit hard, he bent me over a desk and just-- put it in. No warning, no preparation. I had no idea how men were supposed to do it, so I was going with the flow. It was very painful; I wasn't exactly enjoying myself. He came first and then gave me a very lousy handjob out of obligation. He left after reminding me to keep the secret. Left me there with his cum dripping from my arse."
Jaskier brings Midge closer, hugging her too tightly while burying his face in her neck.