[ He holds her as she shudders against him. Her nails send jolts down his spine, and he breathes in sharply as she squeezes even tighter around him. His head buzzes pleasantly—a hum that makes his toes tingle.
Maybe all these bullshit diplomatic gatherings aren't the worst.
When her heart has slowed some, he gently steps back before lifting her up, carrying her to the bed. Jaskier's coin has gotten them extra plush bedding, which he certainly isn't complaining about as he sinks in beside her.
He rolls over, bending to kiss the mark blossomed on her breast. He likes the thought of her touching them when he isn't there. Gives him a nice image while he's stuck in the desert heat. ]
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Maybe all these bullshit diplomatic gatherings aren't the worst.
When her heart has slowed some, he gently steps back before lifting her up, carrying her to the bed. Jaskier's coin has gotten them extra plush bedding, which he certainly isn't complaining about as he sinks in beside her.
He rolls over, bending to kiss the mark blossomed on her breast. He likes the thought of her touching them when he isn't there. Gives him a nice image while he's stuck in the desert heat. ]