[ Though he isn't quite aware, this is probably the first and closest he's ever come to having a holiday. Even travelling with Jaskier had come with a job, one he took for an offhand reason to make the journey. He's never simply left for no reason other than because he wanted to.
And because he had someone he wanted to go with.
She's draped on top of him, heartbeat picking up steadily as they move together. His beats in between hers, and he tilts up to meet her lips. She smells sweet, and of something heavier, darker, a light sheen already clinging to her skin.
He hums, decides not to keep her waiting—he isn't feeling patient, either. His fingers tighten around her and he eases inside. He breathes out against her ear—soft, wanting, sinking deep into her warmth. ]
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And because he had someone he wanted to go with.
She's draped on top of him, heartbeat picking up steadily as they move together. His beats in between hers, and he tilts up to meet her lips. She smells sweet, and of something heavier, darker, a light sheen already clinging to her skin.
He hums, decides not to keep her waiting—he isn't feeling patient, either. His fingers tighten around her and he eases inside. He breathes out against her ear—soft, wanting, sinking deep into her warmth. ]