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inject the whump directly into my arteries

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( you'd better not get used to it, jaskier. he's not going to be this pliant all the time. right now, his leg hurts (though it's a dull ache) and he's healing so he's a little more open to letting someone take care of him right now.

and jaskier certainly is showing him some care. geralt lifts his hips into jaskier's hand and then shudders, exhaling raggedly. )

You're slow.

[ looking up to meet geralt's eyes, he cocks his head to the side with a small grin. his hand is still moving on geralt's cock, if a bit faster, but he's still drawing things out. ]

Sex doesn't always have to be quick and desperate. I'm taking care of you.

( if geralt's eyes were open, he might roll them but instead, he just takes a few slow breaths. he doesn't nod because he doesn't want jaskier to think he agrees. he likes quick and hard, okay. it's fun. )

You're getting me hard.

( that's what he's doing. does that fall under taking care of someone? maybe but again, geralt's not going to admit that. )

[ he likes quick and hard too, but geralt is injured so that's not happening. he simply continues to watch geralt's expressions as he continue to stroke him. his soft palm swipes over the head of geralt's cock and then he gives it a light squeeze. ]

Good. And when you're so hard you can't stand it, I'm going to suck you off.

( you're a little shit, jaskier. geralt almost says he can take whatever jaskier wants to give him but he also knows that's going to just make this torment last longer.

so, he wisely keeps his mouth shut as he arches into that hand again. )

Do you think you can handle that? I wouldn't want to hurt that pretty mouth.

( he might be staying still but he can still talk. )

You think my mouth is pretty?

[ that prompts a bit of a smirk as he begins moving his hand a little faster. he thumbs the underside of geralt's cock, and then if there's precome at the tip, he smears that around. ]

I'm not made of glass, though. I can take it.

Did I say that?

( yes, he said that and it seems that that had been the right thing to say what with jaskier's hand moving faster and making him harder. he inhales, holding it and then blows it out, murmuring jaskier's name as he does. )

Good, you'll take it, then.

[ he makes a low noise of approval as his name falls from geralt's lips and he shifts, nudging a knee between geralt's legs. should geralt spread his legs for him, he'll settle between them. still giving geralt the hand job. ]

How do you feel? Tell me.

Good.

( he would apologize for not being a great conversationalist jaskier but he's not really thinking that clearly. he lifts is hips and licks his lips before nodding. )

Good, keep going. I want you to keep going. It feels good.

You're really hard now. Do you want my mouth?

[ kneeling between geralt's legs, he ducks down to swipe his tongue across the head of geralt's dick. just getting a taste and testing the waters to see how the witcher will respond. his own cock is hard in his trousers, but he makes no effort to do anything about it. this is about geralt, making him feel good, and geralt might hate him later for it, but jaskier is thrilling in having geralt like this. ]

( geralt would have thought that answer obvious. yes, he wants your mouth, jaskier. but he also knows he's not going to be able to get away with just nodding or anything.

he's going to have to talk. any words are cut off for a moment when jaskier licks at him and he moans and then growls, sitting up a bit. )

Suck me before I break your neck.

( so romantic. )

[ meanwhile, jaskier just laughs quietly. while there is no question that geralt could break his neck, he doubts he would just now. still, he adjusts his position on his knees and then gives geralt's cock another lick. it's a long slow swipe from base to tip before he finally takes the witcher into his mouth. ]

( he's glad that he doesn't have to break you into pieces, jaskier.

geralt isn't an overly loud person when it comes to this kind of thing but he does react, moaning a bit and arching his hips into jaskier's mouth to try and speed along his ministrations. )

[ sensing geralt's urgency, he sucks a bit harder, hallowing out his cheeks as he bobs up and down. his hands rest on geralt's hip to prevent the witcher from bucking up and choking him, and he closes his eyes, humming a low note. the weight and taste of geralt in his mouth is pleasing and definitely making him harder in his trousers. ]

( lucky for jaskier, he still does have some self control so he stays still so he doesn't gag jaskier. he can feel the pleasurable heat swirling in his stomach, spreading out through his blood.

he presses his head back, trying to stay still and he let's go of a string of sharp curses before he pants a bit. )

Keep going. Come on, keep going.

[ he's certainly not going to stop now that geralt is encouraging him so much to keep going. his neck hurts a bit and his cheeks are getting tired, so he pauses just enough to catch his breath and then takes as much of geralt as he can, all the way back until he feels the head of the witcher's cock brush the back of his throat. ]

( he's fairly good at this, geralt realizes. not that he's going to stop and tell him that because jaskier will just get a big head and a big ego and he doesn't want to deal with that. he just wants to enjoy this and he is.

he knows that he's not going to last for much longer, not with how he's been worked up and built up and sucked off. he does reach down though and cards his fingers through jaskier's hair, grabbing on and holding him there before he let's go. )

[ the rough hands in his hair does more for him than jaskier ever originally suspected. in fact, as soon as geralt holds him in place, he can't help but groan loudly. He's breathing hard through his nose and when geralt finally comes, he tries to swallow it all down, tries to contain it behind his lips. it's no easy task. ]

( he comes with a growl, holding jaskier there, making sure he stays there though it's not something he couldn't twist free from if he didn't want to.

when his orgasm starts to ease, he pulls one of his hand away to give jaskier room to breathe and pants a bit. )

[ sputtering only a little bit, he lifts his head. using his thumb, he swipes at whatever come has escaped his lips and sucks it into his mouth. his hair is a mess now, thanks to geralt, but that's the furthest thing from his mind as he looks up at the witcher. geralt looks satisfied and that pleases him greatly, so he smirks at geralt. ]

How are you feeling now?

Relaxed.

( don't ever expect him to admit that again, jaskier, so mark it on your calendar or whatever. he sighs and looks over at him, a small smile on his face. )

How are you feeling?

[ he laughs, delighted, though he's still hard in his breeches. he's going to remember this for a long time and remind geralt of it often. ]

Right now? I feel like if you touched me once, I could come. I'm that hard.

Take your pants off.

( his leg feels better but there's still pain if he moves it too much, a sign that the potion he's taken hasn't completely kicked in yet.

he sits up there, careful with the wound and waits for jaskier to do as he asks. )

[ jaskier, meanwhile, moves swiftly, unfastening his trousers and shoving both them and his smallclothes down. he hadn't been lying about how hard he is. his cock stands at attention, and he bites his lip to keep from begging to be touched. ]

( geralt can't help the laugh that slips out at just how aroused jaskier is. he eyes his cock and then eyes jaskier before motioning him closer. )

Come here before you put someone's eye out with that thing.

( it did look hard enough to do that. )

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