"I won't protest? Oh, gee, I don't know what to do with all this enthusiasm!" he replies sarcastically, unsure of what to make of her answer. "Miriam. Do you want visible hickeys?"
It's not just her parents - people on the street will probably give her looks, too. She's probably brought makeup in her suitcase, but still.
Jaskier only grins as an answer before descending on her neck, sucking and nibbling with gusto. His hands continue to play with her breasts while he finishes the first hickey and adds another one on the other side.
When he's done, he raises his upper body to admire his work. "The perfect canvas."
He laughs. "You tease, yet that moan tells me how much you liked it."
Suddenly, Jaskier leaves the bed - if there's something that can get him moving in the morning is sex. Or anything related to it. He opens the curtains at his window to let in the sunlight, then he returns to the bed, sitting on the edge before pulling at Midge's hand so she can look at herself in the mirror. It's still in front of the bed from last night.
First he’s giving her hickeys and then he’s gone. Midge squints at the bright light entering the room. Then she’s being pulled into an upright position.
“Hmmmm,” she says, looking at the hickeys. “I guess the real question is if they’ll match my hat or not.”
Hey, she wanted spontaneity, right? Jaskier is full of that.
He laughs at the joke. "You do look nice in purple," he replies while letting his hand drop on her thigh, slowly making its way up. "I believed we were supposed to fuck in front of my mirror... are you still up for that, or is it too early for anything other than lazy groping?" His hand soon reaches her mound and starts caressing it slowly.
Midge feels a stirring in her body as she watches Jaskier’s hand creep up her leg and then caress her. She inhales deeply and stretches an arm up around his neck.
“I could get on all fours… maybe with my head down on the bed.”
Sort of a lazy version, but it also pushes her ass further into the air for him.
The mental image helps him go fully hard thanks to all the touching she did before. She really knows how to rile him up.
"As lovely as that sounds-" He shakes his head. "Your beautiful arse wouldn't let you see enough." He buries his mouth in her ear. "And I want you to see how your cunt opens up for me, so eagerly and so wet." A kiss for her temple before his hand cups her cheek. "Do you trust me with this?"
"I love you," he says with a soft smile, and he kisses her before moving away. Her trust means the world to him, and it's a bit scary how freely she puts herself in his hands.
Jaskier fixes the position of the mirror before guiding Midge to lie down across the bed, parallel to the edge and as close to it as possible without danger of falling. After kissing her again, he makes her put her body on her side just a bit. Then he raises one of her legs and kisses her calf while getting in position: he straddles the leg still on the bed and lowers the other over his thigh. He doesn't penetrate her yet.
"This is how it usually goes, but if we want a nice view..." He raises her top leg again and throws it over his shoulder. "Is this comfortable? What do you prefer?"
"Tsk, tsk, making me do all the work..." It's just teasing; he wants her to be comfortable. He leaves again to grab three pillows and drops them next to her so she can choose what fits her best.
He waits until she's done to straddle her lower leg again and throws the other one back on his shoulder, dropping butterfly kisses on the calf.
"Ready? Eyes on the mirror, darling." He pushes his throbbing cock into her, a hand holding on to her ankle as his body shivers in pleasure with a loud moan. Fuck, she always feels so fucking great. "So good for me..." He gives one quick thrust just to test the waters. "Still comfortable? Not pulling any muscles in your leg?"
Midge chooses a pillow and puts it under her head. She turns her head to watch them, as instructed, and gasps a little when she sees Jaskier’s hard cock penetrating her.
“I’m fine,” she responds, her voice a bit breathless. “Your cock stretches me open so perfectly.” She watches as his cock disappears between her folds.
"It does," he replies as he turns to look in the mirror too. Now that he knows she's fine, he can indulge and just have fun. "You always take me so well, dear... so open and wet for me..."
Jaskier starts moving then, sliding on her lower leg and clinging to the other as he thrusts into her, starting slowly for now. This position grants her a wonderful view of her, he realizes, so he keeps turning his head to look at both: down, to admire the way her breasts bounce and his dick disappearing into her cunt; and at the mirror to stare at the contrast of their skin against each other and how perfectly he fits between her legs.
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Midge leans forward to kiss his mouth for a moment before continuing.
“If you put one where it will be visible, I won’t protest. There’s always makeup if it’s incredibly obvious.”
Her parents can deal with it. They’re going to be dealing with a lot of stuff over the next few weeks and months.
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It's not just her parents - people on the street will probably give her looks, too. She's probably brought makeup in her suitcase, but still.
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“Yes.”
She’s ready for him to mark her in a visible place. Let the chips fall where they may.
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When he's done, he raises his upper body to admire his work. "The perfect canvas."
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“Am I? You can’t stop yourself now, can you?”
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Suddenly, Jaskier leaves the bed - if there's something that can get him moving in the morning is sex. Or anything related to it. He opens the curtains at his window to let in the sunlight, then he returns to the bed, sitting on the edge before pulling at Midge's hand so she can look at herself in the mirror. It's still in front of the bed from last night.
"Look. What do you think?"
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“Hmmmm,” she says, looking at the hickeys. “I guess the real question is if they’ll match my hat or not.”
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He laughs at the joke. "You do look nice in purple," he replies while letting his hand drop on her thigh, slowly making its way up. "I believed we were supposed to fuck in front of my mirror... are you still up for that, or is it too early for anything other than lazy groping?" His hand soon reaches her mound and starts caressing it slowly.
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Midge feels a stirring in her body as she watches Jaskier’s hand creep up her leg and then caress her. She inhales deeply and stretches an arm up around his neck.
“I could get on all fours… maybe with my head down on the bed.”
Sort of a lazy version, but it also pushes her ass further into the air for him.
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"As lovely as that sounds-" He shakes his head. "Your beautiful arse wouldn't let you see enough." He buries his mouth in her ear. "And I want you to see how your cunt opens up for me, so eagerly and so wet." A kiss for her temple before his hand cups her cheek. "Do you trust me with this?"
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“Of course I trust you,” Midge replies.
He wouldn’t hurt her, and he would stop doing something if she asked him to.
that's a nsfw link
Jaskier fixes the position of the mirror before guiding Midge to lie down across the bed, parallel to the edge and as close to it as possible without danger of falling. After kissing her again, he makes her put her body on her side just a bit. Then he raises one of her legs and kisses her calf while getting in position: he straddles the leg still on the bed and lowers the other over his thigh. He doesn't penetrate her yet.
"This is how it usually goes, but if we want a nice view..." He raises her top leg again and throws it over his shoulder. "Is this comfortable? What do you prefer?"
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“Oh!” She says when her leg moves over his shoulder. That’s even better. “Yes, I think that will work. May I have a pillow, please?”
Something soft to rest her head on.
if you ever want to interrupt this with a leg cramp, feel free lol
He waits until she's done to straddle her lower leg again and throws the other one back on his shoulder, dropping butterfly kisses on the calf.
"Ready? Eyes on the mirror, darling." He pushes his throbbing cock into her, a hand holding on to her ankle as his body shivers in pleasure with a loud moan. Fuck, she always feels so fucking great. "So good for me..." He gives one quick thrust just to test the waters. "Still comfortable? Not pulling any muscles in your leg?"
lol sex fails
“I’m fine,” she responds, her voice a bit breathless. “Your cock stretches me open so perfectly.” She watches as his cock disappears between her folds.
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Jaskier starts moving then, sliding on her lower leg and clinging to the other as he thrusts into her, starting slowly for now. This position grants her a wonderful view of her, he realizes, so he keeps turning his head to look at both: down, to admire the way her breasts bounce and his dick disappearing into her cunt; and at the mirror to stare at the contrast of their skin against each other and how perfectly he fits between her legs.