Nadine is not a stranger to the act. In those brief months when she and Flagg could physically be together, they had been. As often as time and her own energy allowed. This is not a new experience...and yet somehow it is. The broad strokes are all the same but the details...The touch of Jaskier's skin, the scent of him, the barely explored geography of his body...even the shape of his lips against her own and the feel of him inside of her.
All of it somehow exciting and new.
She moans aloud into his mouth, returning the kiss just as brutally. She moves on top of him, hands coming to rest against his chest to steady herself. The fur of his legs brushes against her own thighs in a surprisingly enjoyable fashion, only adding to the overall pleasure of the encounter. Her skin feels alive everywhere there bodies meet, and in between those places it's like a network of sparks traveling under her skin, pulsing and flaring with each stroke and press of Jaskier's cock.]
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Nadine is not a stranger to the act. In those brief months when she and Flagg could physically be together, they had been. As often as time and her own energy allowed. This is not a new experience...and yet somehow it is. The broad strokes are all the same but the details...The touch of Jaskier's skin, the scent of him, the barely explored geography of his body...even the shape of his lips against her own and the feel of him inside of her.
All of it somehow exciting and new.
She moans aloud into his mouth, returning the kiss just as brutally. She moves on top of him, hands coming to rest against his chest to steady herself. The fur of his legs brushes against her own thighs in a surprisingly enjoyable fashion, only adding to the overall pleasure of the encounter. Her skin feels alive everywhere there bodies meet, and in between those places it's like a network of sparks traveling under her skin, pulsing and flaring with each stroke and press of Jaskier's cock.]