[ She shivers at his nails, digs her own into his chest. She mouths up the side of his neck, the corner of his jaw, then presses her forehead to his temple. He presses up, further into her, and she gasps, writhes against him. Her head swims when she squeezes around him. ]
Fuck me now. [ Her voice is just a soft purr, low and thick like honey. She holds the other side of his face. ] Eventually, one of 'em's gonna pop up and surprise us, and the tavern's open, so it probably won't be Jaskier.
[ Neither of them have the luck to bet on four to one odds. ]
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Fuck me now. [ Her voice is just a soft purr, low and thick like honey. She holds the other side of his face. ] Eventually, one of 'em's gonna pop up and surprise us, and the tavern's open, so it probably won't be Jaskier.
[ Neither of them have the luck to bet on four to one odds. ]