[ Mm. It is an offer. He takes it. He takes it by twisting his fingers in Jaskier's hair and arching up against him, his mouth, the heat of that tongue.
He thinks about flipping Jaskier over, pinning him down. He could listen to Jaskier's human heart trip and flutter, sink his teeth into soft skin. But shit, he feels good right now, right here, with just Jaskier's lips on his body. He can't give a damn how fast or slow they fuck. He just—
He wants to not think about anything. He wants. Silence. In his head, for once, just for a short time. And Jaskier is eager to give, eager to taste him, and he falls right into it. He catches Jaskier's hand as nails scrape over his bare flesh. His fingers curl around his wrist, squeezing, and then he presses Jaskier's hand down harder. Hard enough that his nails leave being sharp red marks that stop just shy of breaking the skin. A soft wanting noise tumbles loose from deep in his throat.
There is a story here, too. Maybe in time, Jaskier will be able to pry it from him by inches, as he's done with so many others. ]
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He thinks about flipping Jaskier over, pinning him down. He could listen to Jaskier's human heart trip and flutter, sink his teeth into soft skin. But shit, he feels good right now, right here, with just Jaskier's lips on his body. He can't give a damn how fast or slow they fuck. He just—
He wants to not think about anything. He wants. Silence. In his head, for once, just for a short time. And Jaskier is eager to give, eager to taste him, and he falls right into it. He catches Jaskier's hand as nails scrape over his bare flesh. His fingers curl around his wrist, squeezing, and then he presses Jaskier's hand down harder. Hard enough that his nails leave being sharp red marks that stop just shy of breaking the skin. A soft wanting noise tumbles loose from deep in his throat.
There is a story here, too. Maybe in time, Jaskier will be able to pry it from him by inches, as he's done with so many others. ]