She wraps her arms around him again as they move under the jet of warm water. Something about kissing and touching while in the shower feels so decadent. Maybe it’s the water that heightens all her senses. Midge’s mouth opens against his, deepening the kiss before eventually having to pull back.
“Hair, please,” she replies. The sensation of his fingers in her hair is so pleasurable.
After kissing the tip of her nose, Jaskier moves Midge away from the water and makes her turn around. Then he puts a bit of shampoo on his hand and starts washing her hair, if washing can be the word - at first it's the usual hand movements to create foam and spread it on every inch of hair, but soon it turns into a gentle, relaxing massage.
While he works, he has to sing, of course. To honor their little vacation, he chooses something he heard on the radio recently: "Under the Boardwalk" by The Drifters.
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There’s nothing like having your hair washed. It’s the best part of going to the salon. Midge closes her eyes and enjoys the sensation of her lover’s hands in her hair.
When he starts to sing, she joins him, hoping that her off key singing voice doesn’t throw him off too.
He can't help but chuckle between lines when she starts singing along, but it's just the surprise - he doesn't mind at all. In fact, he loves it. She's not that great, but this isn't an art moment, it's a bonding, cute, relaxing moment. Jaskier just basks in the affection and the connection.
Shampoo is followed by rinsing and conditioner. His fingers always move for a massage, and his mouth never stops singing random beach songs from both his homeworld and this one. The conditioner is rinsed as well, but Jaskier is far from done. He gets the soap and covers his hands with foam before wrapping his arms around her.
"Will you let me see you with your hair down one day?" he asks near her ear while his hands start washing her body - and washing means playing with her tits and caressing her belly.
The pampering is wonderful. Midge feels so warm and relaxed as she lets him take care of her. The urge to return the favor is strong, and Midge will do that if he wants once he’s finished with her. At that point, they may be engaged in other activities though.
She rests her head back on his shoulder as Jaskier washes her body, her nipples growing hard from his touch. “You mean not curled?” she asks. “You’re about to see it, I guess.”
It gets frizzy if she doesn’t style it, but she’s trying to let go because they’re at the beach.
“It’s funny, a few years ago I would rather have died than let a man see me at less than my best.”
Her nipples are definitely not the only thing getting hard in here. After kissing her cheek, Jaskier steps back to wash her back, using the same massaging fingering. He keeps his hips away, not wanting to poke her with his erection... yet.
"Please," he says after laughing, his tone teasing. "Hair down? Washed face? Mayhaps just a bit of sweat? It may not be your best, but you're still a fucking gorgeous woman. There's nothing for you to hide here." He squeezes her arse when he washes it too, but he doesn't go for the legs quite yet - he makes her turn around and kisses her softly. "But thanks, love. I know it's hard for you, and that makes it means a lot."
He then crouches and starts washing her legs, caressing them sensually. His face is near her groin, yet he doesn't do anything.
"How long is it without the curling? I could braid it for you to be more comfortable on the beach."
Midge returns his kiss, then watches as he sinks to his knees in front of her. “Oh, you’re about to think I’m Miss America after you’ve seen me at the beach.” Normally, she’d do her hair and put on some makeup, but she doesn’t want to bother after washing it all off in the shower. Besides, she’ll just sweat it off on the beach anyway. She’ll go natural for him.
Her pulse picks up as she looks down at him in that position. “It goes down a little past my shoulders,” she tells him. “You can braid it. I haven’t had my hair in a braid since I was a girl.”
Midge smiles, pleased that he’s so happy about braiding her hair. Sometimes it’s easy to make him happy.
She lets out a ragged breath at his question. “Your mouth,” she answers. It’s hard not to want that when he’s so close to it and can make her come so hard with his tongue.
Jaskier makes her step back under the shower so the water can wash the soap off her and he can get properly wet too. Fingers digging into her thighs, he opens her legs just enough to bury his tongue between her folds, licking her from top to bottom and teasing her entrance like a starving man finding a feast.
“And I hope your cock will worship me afterwards.” Midge doesn’t want to leave him deprived.
Once he starts to open her legs, Midge puts one of her feet up on the edge of the tub. She leans back against the wet tile wall for purchase. A shiver goes through her body as Jaskier starts to lick her, covering the whole area between her legs.
He can't stop the little moan that escapes his lips when she lifts her leg, opening more room for Jaskier to just bury his face against her cunt.
"I love the way you open up for me."
His hand leaves her raised leg so calloused fingertips can start teasing her entrance, leaving his mouth free to close around her clit, sucking with gusto. He loves the way the water runs down their bodies and keeps his eyes up, admiring the drops sliding down her breasts.
“Why wouldn’t I?” Midge replies. His mouth and tongue and fingers are absolutely perfect. She digs her hands in his wet hair as her eyes meet his. Slowly, she rocks her hips against his fingers, wanting more as his mouth closes around her clit. Soft moans echo off the bathroom walls.
The real proof that they're in a fancy place is the incredible acoustics of the bathroom. Midge truly is making music with her moans.
Jaskier hums his approval of her hands in his hair, and that hum becomes a groan when she rocks her hips against his mouth, sending vibrations up her cunt. How can he not give her what she needs? He gently penetrates her with two fingers and starts thrusting with as much energy as he's using to suck her clit, his tongue playing with the nub for extra teasing.
It’s not going to take him very long to make her come. He’s so good at stimulating her exactly how he likes. Midge arches her back and lets her head fall under the stream of water from the shower. The warm water coursing over her head and down her back adds to her pleasure. The walls of her cunt start to tighten around his fingers as she feels her body on the edge of orgasm.
She looks absolutely amazing, arched like that with the water running down her body, worth of a painting or a photograph at the very least. And with her saying his name like that? Jaskier just can't wait. And they did say a quickie, didn't they? That's the excuse he'll be using anyway. Nothing to do with his horny brain, no sir.
Both his hands and his mouth pull back, and his tongue licks his lips as he stands up.
"Sorry, but you're too fucking erotic - posing with the water just to drive me crazy." His hands fall on her waist and he rubs his throbbing dick against her thigh, causing him to whimper. "Do you mind...?" He's pretty much begging. "Mayhaps you can turn around." He knows she likes being taken from behind.
Midge almost curses when he pulls back, especially when she’s so close. Then she wonders if something’s wrong.
Nope. He’s just horny.
Midge doesn’t mind, other than mild irritation at having her orgasm snatched away. It takes her a second to come back to Earth to process what he’s asking her.
“Uh… yeah.”
From behind will probably be easiest. Otherwise, he will probably have to lift her up so that she can wrap her legs around his waist. Midge turns around, leaning over slightly and resting her hands against the wall of the shower as she spreads her legs.
Usually, he doesn't mind lifting her, but the shower has too much risk of slipping, so better keep it safe. They don't need to add sex injuries to their list of new experiences, even if it'd make a great story for her routine.
Jaskier curses when she spreads her legs for him, and he immediately covers her body with his, his cock brushing against her cunt and causing him to whimper again.
"So eager and ready for me," he says against her ear as an arm wraps around her waist and his other hand intertwines with hers on the wall. "I love it. I love you."
He enters her then, getting a very loud groan out of him that echoes in the bathroom. The water makes it extremely easy to start thrusting, their bodies sliding against each other every time.
Midge moans loudly as he pushes into her, reacting as much to his cock as his words. It makes her feel so happy to hear him tell her he loves her, especially when he says it first.
“I love you too,” she gasps. He always feels big when they do it in this position. “Always eager for you…”
They set a pace, Midge moving her hips back as he thrusts forward.
He said he missed her, and he meant it. Jaskier sets a quick pace, pressing Midge against the wall as he keeps on pounding into her, moaning her name into her ear. The shower may be covering them with water, yet his body still feels on fire, basking in how tight and wet she always is for him.
He also loves how perfectly she fits against his body. It's maddening - he hopes she likes being enveloped by a lover as much as he did. The hand on her waist soon moves down, letting just one finger tease her clit.
She loves it, and the water is adding another element to her pleasure. Midge puts her head back on his shoulder, whining when he teases her clit. She’s close, but not quite there yet. He’s thrusting hard into her, making her moan for him every time he fills her up.
"And so is your cunt," he replies between pants. "I could stay buried in you the whole weekend and have a taste of what heaven is like."
Seeing her expose her neck like that drives him even crazier because he has to remind himself that hickeys are not allowed for the wedding. He licks the water on instead before capturing her mouth in a very clumsy kiss, needy and desperate just like his thrusts.
It’s an awkward kiss, due to their position and the thrusting, but Midge still tries to eagerly return it. She gasps into his mouth as his fingers quicken on her clit.
A moment later, the orgasm bursts inside of her. Midge cries out for him, her body stiffening against his. She lets the pleasure flow through her body like the warm water on her skin before finally slumping back and waiting for Jaskier to finish.
He isn't far behind - Midge is still in the middle of her own orgasm when Jaskier comes as well, thrusting one last time to bury his cock deep in her and come inside her, moaning against her ear. His whole body trembles as he lets his climax take over his mind, floating in that wonderful, blissful space, the closest thing to a holy experience.
Jaskier collapses on top of her after he's done, and thank the gods for the wall handling their weight while they catch their breath.
"Beach canceled, we're staying in the tub the whole day," he teases.
She loves the sensation of feeling him come inside her, even as he pushes her up against the wall as he comes down.
“Tempting,” Midge replies with a breathless laugh, “but I think you’ll regret not spending any time in the sand.” She likes the beach too, and wants to take advantage of it while they’re here.
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“Hair, please,” she replies. The sensation of his fingers in her hair is so pleasurable.
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While he works, he has to sing, of course. To honor their little vacation, he chooses something he heard on the radio recently: "Under the Boardwalk" by The Drifters.
Sorry for disappearing, had my parents over for dinner
When he starts to sing, she joins him, hoping that her off key singing voice doesn’t throw him off too.
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Shampoo is followed by rinsing and conditioner. His fingers always move for a massage, and his mouth never stops singing random beach songs from both his homeworld and this one. The conditioner is rinsed as well, but Jaskier is far from done. He gets the soap and covers his hands with foam before wrapping his arms around her.
"Will you let me see you with your hair down one day?" he asks near her ear while his hands start washing her body - and washing means playing with her tits and caressing her belly.
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She rests her head back on his shoulder as Jaskier washes her body, her nipples growing hard from his touch. “You mean not curled?” she asks. “You’re about to see it, I guess.”
It gets frizzy if she doesn’t style it, but she’s trying to let go because they’re at the beach.
“It’s funny, a few years ago I would rather have died than let a man see me at less than my best.”
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"Please," he says after laughing, his tone teasing. "Hair down? Washed face? Mayhaps just a bit of sweat? It may not be your best, but you're still a fucking gorgeous woman. There's nothing for you to hide here." He squeezes her arse when he washes it too, but he doesn't go for the legs quite yet - he makes her turn around and kisses her softly. "But thanks, love. I know it's hard for you, and that makes it means a lot."
He then crouches and starts washing her legs, caressing them sensually. His face is near her groin, yet he doesn't do anything.
"How long is it without the curling? I could braid it for you to be more comfortable on the beach."
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Her pulse picks up as she looks down at him in that position. “It goes down a little past my shoulders,” she tells him. “You can braid it. I haven’t had my hair in a braid since I was a girl.”
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When she agrees to let him braid her hair, his face beams with the brightest smile.
"Thanks, love. You honor me." He kisses the top of her mound and grins. "Now for the most important question - you want my mouth, or my cock?"
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She lets out a ragged breath at his question. “Your mouth,” she answers. It’s hard not to want that when he’s so close to it and can make her come so hard with his tongue.
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Jaskier makes her step back under the shower so the water can wash the soap off her and he can get properly wet too. Fingers digging into her thighs, he opens her legs just enough to bury his tongue between her folds, licking her from top to bottom and teasing her entrance like a starving man finding a feast.
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Once he starts to open her legs, Midge puts one of her feet up on the edge of the tub. She leans back against the wet tile wall for purchase. A shiver goes through her body as Jaskier starts to lick her, covering the whole area between her legs.
“Fuck…” she breathes.
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"I love the way you open up for me."
His hand leaves her raised leg so calloused fingertips can start teasing her entrance, leaving his mouth free to close around her clit, sucking with gusto. He loves the way the water runs down their bodies and keeps his eyes up, admiring the drops sliding down her breasts.
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Jaskier hums his approval of her hands in his hair, and that hum becomes a groan when she rocks her hips against his mouth, sending vibrations up her cunt. How can he not give her what she needs? He gently penetrates her with two fingers and starts thrusting with as much energy as he's using to suck her clit, his tongue playing with the nub for extra teasing.
Grr how did I miss this response?
It’s not going to take him very long to make her come. He’s so good at stimulating her exactly how he likes. Midge arches her back and lets her head fall under the stream of water from the shower. The warm water coursing over her head and down her back adds to her pleasure. The walls of her cunt start to tighten around his fingers as she feels her body on the edge of orgasm.
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Both his hands and his mouth pull back, and his tongue licks his lips as he stands up.
"Sorry, but you're too fucking erotic - posing with the water just to drive me crazy." His hands fall on her waist and he rubs his throbbing dick against her thigh, causing him to whimper. "Do you mind...?" He's pretty much begging. "Mayhaps you can turn around." He knows she likes being taken from behind.
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Nope. He’s just horny.
Midge doesn’t mind, other than mild irritation at having her orgasm snatched away. It takes her a second to come back to Earth to process what he’s asking her.
“Uh… yeah.”
From behind will probably be easiest. Otherwise, he will probably have to lift her up so that she can wrap her legs around his waist. Midge turns around, leaning over slightly and resting her hands against the wall of the shower as she spreads her legs.
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Jaskier curses when she spreads her legs for him, and he immediately covers her body with his, his cock brushing against her cunt and causing him to whimper again.
"So eager and ready for me," he says against her ear as an arm wraps around her waist and his other hand intertwines with hers on the wall. "I love it. I love you."
He enters her then, getting a very loud groan out of him that echoes in the bathroom. The water makes it extremely easy to start thrusting, their bodies sliding against each other every time.
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“I love you too,” she gasps. He always feels big when they do it in this position. “Always eager for you…”
They set a pace, Midge moving her hips back as he thrusts forward.
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He also loves how perfectly she fits against his body. It's maddening - he hopes she likes being enveloped by a lover as much as he did. The hand on her waist soon moves down, letting just one finger tease her clit.
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“Your cock is so good…”
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Seeing her expose her neck like that drives him even crazier because he has to remind himself that hickeys are not allowed for the wedding. He licks the water on instead before capturing her mouth in a very clumsy kiss, needy and desperate just like his thrusts.
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A moment later, the orgasm bursts inside of her. Midge cries out for him, her body stiffening against his. She lets the pleasure flow through her body like the warm water on her skin before finally slumping back and waiting for Jaskier to finish.
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Jaskier collapses on top of her after he's done, and thank the gods for the wall handling their weight while they catch their breath.
"Beach canceled, we're staying in the tub the whole day," he teases.
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“Tempting,” Midge replies with a breathless laugh, “but I think you’ll regret not spending any time in the sand.” She likes the beach too, and wants to take advantage of it while they’re here.
Tilting her head back, she kisses his neck.
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(by Jadine Lydia)
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a ltitle early for the Beatles but fuck it
fuck it we ball
maybe they should go to London one weekend lol
yess since they can go by portal
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I'm (not) sorry
i love it
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totally stealing the analysis from the website lol I'm not good with old English
steal away
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