[He can definitely feel him rolling his eyes; a shift in the air, the breeze rattling through the leaves. Though he's curious about the positioning, Jaskier moves onto his side with ease. He stretches himself out, posing with a sense of respose, knowing quite well how good his body looks in any position.
He worked hard on it. Thank you.
Jaskier shivers, shifting a leg. He's still rolling in that soft afterglow, but like Geralt, it isn't enough to get off quickly. He enjoys languishing. And with Geralt so strangely relaxed -- for once -- he wishes to enjoy that, too.
He feels out for Geralt's lips, tracing them, then leaning in to kiss just as fingers press inside.] As long as it's about me, I can't say I mind.
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[He can definitely feel him rolling his eyes; a shift in the air, the breeze rattling through the leaves. Though he's curious about the positioning, Jaskier moves onto his side with ease. He stretches himself out, posing with a sense of respose, knowing quite well how good his body looks in any position.
He worked hard on it. Thank you.
Jaskier shivers, shifting a leg. He's still rolling in that soft afterglow, but like Geralt, it isn't enough to get off quickly. He enjoys languishing. And with Geralt so strangely relaxed -- for once -- he wishes to enjoy that, too.
He feels out for Geralt's lips, tracing them, then leaning in to kiss just as fingers press inside.] As long as it's about me, I can't say I mind.