[ Bed's certainly more comfortable than the one they have in their home. It lets him straddle Jaskier easily as he kisses him, hard, nipping at his lip, his jawline. He pulls at Jaskier's clothes—an impatient grunt before he lifts up and off.
He helps pull everything off and shoves the silk and linen to the side. Kisses down Jaskier's chest. He grinds against him, pleasure building hot inside.
The liquor warms his veins, his blood. He isn't the most refined at the moment, but when he is ever? Jaskier sure as fuck doesn't care and neither does he. He lets his desires consume him easily, reaching between Jaskier's legs once all of his clothes are gone. His thumb slides up the length of it. ]
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He helps pull everything off and shoves the silk and linen to the side. Kisses down Jaskier's chest. He grinds against him, pleasure building hot inside.
The liquor warms his veins, his blood. He isn't the most refined at the moment, but when he is ever? Jaskier sure as fuck doesn't care and neither does he. He lets his desires consume him easily, reaching between Jaskier's legs once all of his clothes are gone. His thumb slides up the length of it. ]
Ask me to fuck you.