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I'm curious about the 'fae mark' one?
:))))))))) Happy panda noises, thank you very much for asking!
This one is also an +18 one, so readers be aware!
It is just Geralt and Jaskier walking through a forest, when they are pranked by little fae people. They put a mark on a limb, and that limb stops working until the mark is found and someone presses it until it goes away.
First it is in innocent places. Then they are getting creative :))))))
snippit for you under the cut <3
“Open your mouth Jaskier.” Jaskier blinks in confusion. “Open. I think I found it.”
Jaskier obeys, opening his mouth and Geralt once again has to tilt Jaskier’s head so he can see properly. And indeed, there it is.
“It is on your tongue.” Geralt says finally, leaning back a little, allowing Jaskier to close his mouth again.
He feels himself heating up, the world goes a little brighter. Damnit, his pupils probably dilated.
“I’m gonna have to, uh. I’m gonna have to put my fingers in your mouth.”
Jaskier draws in a sharp breath, his heart beat spiking and Geralt feels his confidence weigning.
“I mean, if you want to, if you are not comfortable with me doing it, we could..wait until we are…”
Jaskier gives him a scathing look and Geralt has to smile.
“I’m not just saying that to keep you shutting up.” he defends himself, and it’s true. He might have developed a bit of a thing for Jaskier’s voice. Just a little.
Jaskier glares at him one last time, and then he grabs Geralt’s hand and guides it towards his mouth.
Shit.
“Alright wait, hang on, I need to find it first.”
As Geralt looks, Jaskier holds Geralt’s hand, pressing it to his face. Geralt finds himself pulling at Jaskier’s lip with his thumb, caressing it in the pretense of trying to get a better angle. It is wet and warm, and Geralt really needs to rail in his thoughts.
“Alright. Hold still now.”
Geralt cradles Jaskier’s face with both hands and then puts his thumb on Jaskier’s tongue and gently presses down.
It looks… Gods, it looks so indecent. Geralt has to fight himself not to go too far. Under the pad of his finger, he can feel the tongue move slightly, as if he too is holding back.
He wonders if it tingles there as much as it did for him.
Without meaning to, he leans closer. The inside of his mouth is hot, slick.
Jaskier tilts his face, Geralt’s other hand follows so now he is touching his ear, that flushed earlobe.
He wants to bite it.
He doesn’t but he finds himself tracing the shell of his ear, and Jaskier’s breath hitches. They look at each other again, Geralt down, Jaskier up through his lashes.
Jaskiers hands are still on his wrists, and he squeezes, eyes pleading.
“Soon. It’s over soon.” Geralt promises, pressing a little firmer to the mark on the tongue, feeling Jaskier’s teeth scrape against his thumb too. It stirs something in him, and he ignores his cock taking interest.
Jaskier closes his eyes, and then Geralt feels the tongue pressing back.
Licking, teasing, lapping against the underside knuckle.
“Jaskier.” Geralt breathes.
In response, Jaskier moans, and Geralt knows, now he knows. Jaskier closes his lips around the thumb, sucking shamelessly, and the restraint that Geralt had been holding on to so tightly finally snaps.
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We Should Explore Other Things 👀?
This one!! This one is the fleshed out version of 'that night' as it is described in Affection From / Your Presence :3
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He’s missing the entirety of the spell’s verbal component. Surely that’s too glaring an error to be anything but deliberate.
Still, Essek asks, to be sure.
“You are trying to streamline the spell for proper use?”
“More pushing the boundaries of it. Seeing how it falls apart, stays together.”
“Hm.”
That makes more sense then, if this is for Caleb’s entertainment rather than him seeking sustained viability. Though the concept is far from a disappointment, Essek's enthusiasm flags a smidge.
No, what is he thinking- that is rude of him.
Caleb is putting his magic to actual use elsewhere, outside this present space. That he can dedicate some of it to fun, and also be so willing to share in the process… surely that’s nothing short of a blessing. Essek can be glad for him.
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Send me an ask with the WIP title that most intrigues you and I’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it.
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