[A natural evolution, if you ask him. Geralt has a tendency to meet the energy he's greeted with, and while it isn't intentional, Jaskier has little complaint about being trapped between a Witcher and a hard place. Quite literally. His back presses flat against it, Geralt's bulk all but pinning him back.
It is very lucky the magic of the Horizon allows him to be so spry on hooves.
And it is trust in his friend that lets Jaskier hike his legs up with the grace of one who has certainly done this before, been pinned to doors and walls and tables (and one time a very large painting). But he knows the Witcher's strength; knows a hand will move from his chest to help hold him up, legs around his waist. Leaning down now with his added height to kiss him, Jaskier holds onto his shoulders with his pointed nails digging into the mantle of wolf fur there. The idea that Geralt may drop him never even crosses his mind.
There's plenty of chaos around them, but this, to him, makes perfect sense. Slots into his life in a way that's as easy as anything -- as easy as another day following the Witcher on his Path.
Jaskier pulls back only to coyly bite the tip of his nose. Solidly in Geralt's grip, he lifts a hand to tug one of those wolf ears.] Am I the only one with secrets?
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It is very lucky the magic of the Horizon allows him to be so spry on hooves.
And it is trust in his friend that lets Jaskier hike his legs up with the grace of one who has certainly done this before, been pinned to doors and walls and tables (and one time a very large painting). But he knows the Witcher's strength; knows a hand will move from his chest to help hold him up, legs around his waist. Leaning down now with his added height to kiss him, Jaskier holds onto his shoulders with his pointed nails digging into the mantle of wolf fur there. The idea that Geralt may drop him never even crosses his mind.
There's plenty of chaos around them, but this, to him, makes perfect sense. Slots into his life in a way that's as easy as anything -- as easy as another day following the Witcher on his Path.
Jaskier pulls back only to coyly bite the tip of his nose. Solidly in Geralt's grip, he lifts a hand to tug one of those wolf ears.] Am I the only one with secrets?