Her giggle becomes a belly laugh when Jaskier starts smacking her hands down.
“A perfect pair,” Midge says with a kiss. Hopefully that won’t freak him out like such talk does sometimes. “Oh, I will definitely be writing a joke about the leg cramp.”
He actually nods before kissing her back - he does think they're great for each other, he's just unsure if it'll work out. But he doesn't think about the future - perfect does describe this cute moment.
"Make sure to also mention you got the best massage of your life." He winks and boops her nose. "Sooooo~ Do you want to take a shower? Or have breakfast? Or... well."
He stares down at their genitals. His erection is gone - the moment is gone. He's good at bringing it back quickly, but he'll leave it up to her.
Midge raises a suggestive eyebrow at him. "Breakfast, I think." The moment is indeed gone, but there will be plenty of other moments between them in the future.
A few weeks and quite a few dates later, the weekend of the wedding finally approaches. Midge feels nervous for a variety of reasons, and she's glad that she and Jaskier are going out to the Hamptons a day early so that they can have some time to themselves. After threatening Susie that she better not suddenly appear in the Hamptons, Midge sets about packing. It's a week-long ordeal, though it's made easier by the fact that Yennefer has bewitched her suitcase to hold an infinite amount of items. Rose is extremely jealous and wants to know where she can get such a suitcase. Maybe Midge can convince Yennefer to make just one more.
Thus, Midge shows up at Jaskier's house with her one suitcase (it seems almost sacrilegious), wearing a sun hat and some culottes. Leaning in, she gives him a kiss, then takes a deep breath when she pulls back.
Breakfast without showering first means scaring Geralt with their smell. And it's absolutely worth it.
Days pass and Jaskier tries to take Midge out as many times as he can without bothering her schedule too much - she sends him the kids' schedule as he asked, and he tries not to bother her on the days she has them. Her work at The Wolford ends late, though, and the kids are already asleep anyway, so sometimes Jaskier does show up on those days just for a quick meal at some late-night crappy diner and a quickie in the bathroom. And he loves it all. They're always texting each other, too, which helps his days pass faster. His classes end a week before the wedding, and he throws himself into rehearsal then.
All his stuff goes in one magical suitcase, too, except for his guitar which goes on his back. Keeping it in the suitcase would make it too suspicious, and he doesn't trust it with his instrument anyway. He's learned that men are "allowed" to be a little more exotic at the beach, so he puts on a nice shirt with a pattern with loose pants. And shades! Can't forget about the shades. They truly make everyone look cooler, although he has to get used to the darker vision.
He's excited about performing, but nervous about dealing with the family. Geralt teases him the whole week.
"You look lovely, dear," he tells Midge before kissing her back. "Of course I'm ready." Seeing her makes him forget about all his troubles.
Yennefer opens the portal for them and reminds Jaskier that he's supposed to promote her potions - he's carrying lots of samples in the suitcase. Jaskier offers his arm to Midge and together they cross the portal to appear in... the parking lot. Well, they have to be discreet, so Yennefer has dropped them behind a big truck to keep the secret.
As they step into the sunlight, Jaskier looks around and whistles to show how impressed he is.
"Pretty fucking nice," he says as he raises his sunglasses to take a better look at the beach in the distance. Fuck, he can't wait. He turns to Midge. "Guide the way?"
They’ve made copious use of the Midtown apartment as well. One of the reasons that Midge is nervous about this weekend is that she and Jaskier will be officially sharing a hotel room. They don’t plan on announcing it to the party, but Midge is still worried about talk. This branch of the family can be particularly ugly.
Jaskier looks great, of course. She grins at him and holds onto his arm as they step through the portal. The weird sensation she gets in her stomach from traveling that way is worth it to be in the Hamptons in two seconds flat.
The hotel is gorgeous, as is the view of the beach. Arm in arm, they walk around to the front of the hotel so that they can check in at the front desk.
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“A perfect pair,” Midge says with a kiss. Hopefully that won’t freak him out like such talk does sometimes. “Oh, I will definitely be writing a joke about the leg cramp.”
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"Make sure to also mention you got the best massage of your life." He winks and boops her nose. "Sooooo~ Do you want to take a shower? Or have breakfast? Or... well."
He stares down at their genitals. His erection is gone - the moment is gone. He's good at bringing it back quickly, but he'll leave it up to her.
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A few weeks and quite a few dates later, the weekend of the wedding finally approaches. Midge feels nervous for a variety of reasons, and she's glad that she and Jaskier are going out to the Hamptons a day early so that they can have some time to themselves. After threatening Susie that she better not suddenly appear in the Hamptons, Midge sets about packing. It's a week-long ordeal, though it's made easier by the fact that Yennefer has bewitched her suitcase to hold an infinite amount of items. Rose is extremely jealous and wants to know where she can get such a suitcase. Maybe Midge can convince Yennefer to make just one more.
Thus, Midge shows up at Jaskier's house with her one suitcase (it seems almost sacrilegious), wearing a sun hat and some culottes. Leaning in, she gives him a kiss, then takes a deep breath when she pulls back.
"Are you ready?"
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Days pass and Jaskier tries to take Midge out as many times as he can without bothering her schedule too much - she sends him the kids' schedule as he asked, and he tries not to bother her on the days she has them. Her work at The Wolford ends late, though, and the kids are already asleep anyway, so sometimes Jaskier does show up on those days just for a quick meal at some late-night crappy diner and a quickie in the bathroom. And he loves it all. They're always texting each other, too, which helps his days pass faster. His classes end a week before the wedding, and he throws himself into rehearsal then.
All his stuff goes in one magical suitcase, too, except for his guitar which goes on his back. Keeping it in the suitcase would make it too suspicious, and he doesn't trust it with his instrument anyway. He's learned that men are "allowed" to be a little more exotic at the beach, so he puts on a nice shirt with a pattern with loose pants. And shades! Can't forget about the shades. They truly make everyone look cooler, although he has to get used to the darker vision.
He's excited about performing, but nervous about dealing with the family. Geralt teases him the whole week.
"You look lovely, dear," he tells Midge before kissing her back. "Of course I'm ready." Seeing her makes him forget about all his troubles.
Yennefer opens the portal for them and reminds Jaskier that he's supposed to promote her potions - he's carrying lots of samples in the suitcase. Jaskier offers his arm to Midge and together they cross the portal to appear in... the parking lot. Well, they have to be discreet, so Yennefer has dropped them behind a big truck to keep the secret.
As they step into the sunlight, Jaskier looks around and whistles to show how impressed he is.
"Pretty fucking nice," he says as he raises his sunglasses to take a better look at the beach in the distance. Fuck, he can't wait. He turns to Midge. "Guide the way?"
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Jaskier looks great, of course. She grins at him and holds onto his arm as they step through the portal. The weird sensation she gets in her stomach from traveling that way is worth it to be in the Hamptons in two seconds flat.
The hotel is gorgeous, as is the view of the beach. Arm in arm, they walk around to the front of the hotel so that they can check in at the front desk.