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Spellbound - Geralt

Spellbound - Geralt

Authors Note: I’m back because I quit my job and have a better schedule at the new job

Warnings: semi smut

Word Count: 4012

Description: geralt fights his feelings until you get trapped in a spell

brothel worker! reader x geralt

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Geralt was going to tear whoever did this to you to pieces. He would gouge their eyes out and make them eat them.

That was just one of the thoughts that rang through his mind as he cradled you in his arms, your nose bleeding onto his now naked torso, the shirt you had torn off of him a mere moment ago nearly in the fire.

This was not supposed to be how this happened, this wasn’t supposed to happen at all. He had made himself stay away for this exact reason, everything he loved was destroyed.

The witcher had always been against you joining the group.

You had been a brothel worker when you came upon Jaskier six months ago, walking the streets with achy legs from a long shift, smelling of the salt water you had bathed in when you saw a group of men holding him up and beating on him.

A yell had crossed your lips and without thinking you picked up a log near your feet, launching at the men and swinging anywhere you could to scare them off, hitting a couple of them harshly before they finally scampered away leaving you standing in the mud with a log and the poor fool laying bloody and beaten on the ground.

You had brought him to your tiny rooms at the brothel, helped him clean up and soon enough he was asking you to join them. You hesitated for a moment, watching him use one of your rags to dot at the cuts along his face before shrugging.

Anything is better than the life of a brothel worker, right?

Wrong.

Brothels didn’t have the annoying attitude of Geralt the fucking Witcher. Okay well some did since Jaskier admitted to Geralt being a frequent guest of them, but you had never seen him and you wished you never met him either.

He spent every waking moment snapping at you, or blatantly ignoring you when you were trying to ask questions. It was either you didn’t exist or everything you did was wrong, and you could never figure out why the way he treated you bothered you so fucking much.

Men had done far worse to you in that brothel, but Geralt giving you the cold shoulder nearly brought you to tears? What?

Then again none of the men that came to the brothel were like Geralt at all. None of them had those melting golden eyes or the firm touch of a protector, none of them could turn a sword in their hands the way he does or make anyone feel at ease in his presence.

Well……anyone but you.

Maybe he knew you had feelings for him, maybe he hated your guts. Many reasons why he never wanted to talk to you filled your head and none of them were good.

You spent your days obsessing over a man that barely glanced back at you, your horse in the back of the group with Jaskier always a force between you both.

Geralt takes a moment to tie the corset of your dress so you weren’t exposed before pulling you into his arms and laying you on his bed, moving to grab a cloth from the basin in the corner of the inn room.

When he returns to your side he takes a chance to slide the hair from your face, swiping the damp cloth along the blood trail your nose left in soft strokes as he watches you sleep. He would make sure you were breathing and comfortable before he went out and broke some limbs.

It had been six months of that behavior, and it was truly beginning to wear you down.

The days were spent either passive aggressively ignoring him back for scoffing at any mistake of yours he pointed out. Today was a passive aggressive silent game.

He had woken you up by snapping in your face and the months of travel and anger were beginning to catch up so you had slapped his hand out of your face, watching a small amount of shock fill his face before his eyes narrowed in anger.

“You overslept….again.” In the beginning you would have a snarky retort, something mocking his breath or face, but now you merely rolled your eyes and turned your back to him as you packed up your bedroll. He doesn’t seem to understand your silent game since he tries to piss you off once more. “We are going to be behind if you keep sleeping like this.”

It would be so easy to turn around and tell him to shove off, but then he would know he had that effect so you simply picked you belongings up, fixed your boots and walked to the horses where Jaskier sat atop his own.

The bard gives you a knowing look as you mount your own horse after fixing everything onto it, legs swinging with a natural ease and a slight warmth on your thigh. When you look down you see Geralt's hand placed on it, and you realize he had helped you up. “Are you angry with me? Or have you lost your voice?”

“Just matching the treatment given to me.” You snark, a feeling of pride in your chest when you see him all but snarl. You kick the horse into gear after that, this time taking the lead as his hand slips from your thigh and he rushes to Roach.

By the time he catches up he makes Roach walk alongside your horse, his face furious. “The treatment I gave you?”

You hum out, moving to speed up your horse but Geralt is too quick, within moments he has the reins of your horse in his hand, pulling on them until you are close enough for your thighs to touch.

“Answer me.”

You hum again, your heartbeat rising and you wonder if he can hear it when his eyes cast down to your chest before looking back at you.

“Humming is not an answer.”

You hum once more, moving to snatch the reins but his hand reaches out to grab your jaw. “I need to hear your voice.”

You slap his hand away once more and snatch the reins, giving him a glare before moving forward.

“I don’t understand.” He grunted to Jaskier later that day, fixing his travel pack on roach as the bard leans against the same post the horses were tied to. You had gone to the market to grab some necessities and when Geralt demanded to go with you he had been met with another empty hum and Jaskier had told him to back down.

“She’ll avoid attention if she isn’t traveling with a witcher, not to mention she knows how to bargain for cheaper prices when she isn’t flanked by your glare.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He growls, watching the bard smirk.

“The market workers like the attention she can give them-”

“We agreed she didn’t have to do any of that stuff if she traveled with us.”

“She does this willingly, and even so it’s not the same as in the brothel. She doesn’t have to offer up her-” A heavy growl slips from Geralt and Jaskier chooses not to finish his sentence, instead rolling his eyes and moving to his own horse. “I think you would be better off if you just told her you love her.”

“I do not-”

“Oh hush. I see you watch her sleep every morn, then I see you yell at her for waking up late because you forgot to wake her up.” He laughs. “And I see you hover whenever she mounts and dismounts Lugo. Not to mention the way you give her the bigger rations of whatever we eat and-”

“Fuck off.”

Jaskier takes the win and turns away from the witcher, fiddling with the lute while Geralt tries to make himself look busy.

After a moment of silence the witcher stands quickly. “Why won’t she speak to me?”

A laugh escapes the bard once more. “Because you ignore her any chance you get?”

“I do not.”

“Well I know that. But she doesn’t, because you never even bother talking to her. You’d rather silently pine like a lost-” He trails off when he sees you emerge from the hills, sacks of produce in your arms with a small smile on your face. “Fresh hells.”

“The men were ready to lose their money today boys!”

“Did they bother you?” Geralt growls and you give him a glare back before shoving the sack of apples into his chest.

Once he is sure you are breathing properly he covers you with the blanket, before moving to grab his sword, careful not to wake you up.

You spend the rest of the day simply ignoring them both, too busy being proud of the way you scammed the merchants and all you had to do was lift your skirt to your knee.

Geralt kept Roach near your own horse, and Jaskier took the back for once, all of you traveling in silence until Jaskier begins to whine.

“It has been forever since we slept indoors.”

Silence follows for a moment before Geralt turns to glare at him. “And Y/n just saved us so much coin we can each get a room in the next town.”

“This is true! I did!” You laugh, turning to look at Jaskiers mopey face.

“Fuck.” Geralt grunts, turning back to the road so he doesn’t have to look at either of you again.

Jaskier is still sitting in the hall with his lute, strumming softly in the drunken daze as the crowd they had gathered earlier has finally died down.

“Bard.” Geralt grunts, trying to get his attention. But Jaskier doesn’t move, simply keeps his eyes closed as he plays a chord. So Geralt kicks his chin.

The bard before him jumps up with a shout before his eyes land on the white haired witcher before him.

“I got us all rooms and I found you in a hallway.”

“I was merely resting for a moment.” He sighs, reaching down to grab the ale mug filled with coins he earned from his performance. “It’s hard to be a -”

The silver amulet is shoved in his face before he can finish the sentence, eyes widening as Geralt grunts. “Who gave this to Y/n?”

“The charming blonde who had been dancing with her all night while you sat in the back and glared.”

“Where did he disappear to?”

“You mean after you snatched her?”

By the time the three of you made it to the next town your ass was worn from the saddle and you were a bit wobbly when you got down, Geralt standing behind you and you scoffed as you looked at him. “Waiting for me to fall so you can lecture me?”

He opens his mouth to respond and you find yourself excited that he is actually about to answer back before he huffs and glares before disappearing. And once more you are left feeling like nothing.

You watch as he disappears into the tavern before turning to Jaskier. “I asked around at the market…”

“About?”

“About work.”

“Ah!” He smiles, moving to lean on you. “And what did you find for our dear witcher to do?”

“Not for him actually.” Your throat tightens as you struggle to find the words. Jaskier doesn’t seem to catch on to your solemn mood.

“Oh? A performance for me? I’m sure I can prepare a lullaby or two-”

“For me.” You interrupt, pulling yourself away from him and crossing your arms uncomfortably as he stares at you.

“For…..you?” You nod at his question, trying to gain some power here. “What do you-”

“Madame Horchels brothel is in this town, she is famous within word and if I met with her then I am sure I would be set up with a room and a hot meal a day-”

“Why in fucks sake would you ever want to go back to that?”

Tears were welling in your eyes as he stared at you and you struggled to find words. “I am just……tired of feeling useless and pathetic……”

“So you would go back to whoring?”

“You don’t have to act so disgusted!” You snap, shame filling you at his reaction. “I never saw you complaining about my past when I was flirting with guards or-”

“I am sorry, I never meant to judge. I just think…..” He sighs out and rubs his face aggressively before moving to pull you into a hug. “It’s been a cold couple days. How about we go in and get a drink, a good night's rest in actual beds before we make decisions? Yeah?”

A hooded figure passes you both to get into the tavern and you simply shrug. “I think my mind is made up Jask.”

“I think it would be a mistake and we would miss you terribly……..okay I would miss you terribly.”

“Why would you miss her?” Geralt snaps out from a couple steps away, eyes squinted in an angry manner. He had originally come to snap at you both to watch your surroundings but had caught the tail end of the conversation instead.

“Y/n here was just rushing a decision. But we aren’t gonna talk about that, right now a round of ale on me.”

“You spent all your coin two towns ago on new strings for your lute.” Geralt reminds, eyes never leaving your figure.

“Then I shall make more coin!” He cheers, pulling you into the tavern and snatching the room keys from Geralt.

Things escalated from there, and any time Geralt asked about their conversation they changed the subject and he was beginning to lose his mind. Were you okay? Why would Jaskier miss you? Why was he so worried about this? He watched you drink all night, ignoring him, and he watched as many of the men in the tavern asked you for a dance. He knew none of the men were a threat, and you knew how to handle them, even if it got out of control he could have his sword to their throat with a mere minute. So he didn’t really pay attention to your dance partners.

But one in particular caught his attention, the hooded figure that had walked too close to you both earlier had emerged from his corner and asked for a dance, and something in Geralt screamed for him to go and get you away. But he didn’t, instead he sat back and drank, allowing you room to have fun.

The blonde stranger whirled you around and spun you and bought you drink after drink. Your eyes glazed over and your smile was wide enough to split your face, a jealous feeling crept into Geralts chest and the urge to punch the stranger grew and grew as Jaskier played song after song.

“Can I get you another drink?”

“Hmm?” Geralts attention snaps from your figure to the tavern wench beside him, giving him a small smile.

“Another ale?”

“I think I am fine. Thank you-” She doesn’t wait, walking away since she didn’t get more coin and when Geralt sneaks his attention back to you he can’t help but slam his empty mug down.

The stranger had you turn around with you lifting your hair as he placed an amulet on your neck, kissing your shoulder and before Geralt could stop himself he lunged to grab you.

One moment you are giggling about the gorgeous, the next you are thrown over Geralts shoulder as he shoves the gorgeous fae away from you, hauling you up the stairs of the inn with no care.

“Put me down!” You shout, slamming your hand into his back as he walks through the first hall then up the next flight of stairs.

“You’ve had too much to drink.”

“And you care why?”

“Because that man would take advantage.’ He growls.

“Well he gave me a necklace, that’s how the business works.” You giggle, reaching up to touch the necklace but the world whirls once more as Geralt places your feet on the ground and pushes you into the wall. His hand stopped your head from hitting the wood but the rest of you was pressed between him and the wall.

“Don’t do that.”

“Do what?” You ask breathlessly, watching his face with adoration. Had he always been so…..

“Joke about that. You need something then I will get it for you.”

“What if I want the prettiest jewels in the kingdom?”

“Then I kill more beasts.” He was dead serious and the hazy feeling was taking over so before you know it you find yourself leaning in to whisper “What is I want an orgasm?”

A red tint crosses his neck but his face remains serious as he leans his head against yours to whisper. “Then you ask me.”

And for a moment you can’t breathe, you find yourself aching, every part of you wanting to touch him suddenly. But before you can he whispers once more. “But not tonight. My first time with you will be sober.”

Then the wood behind you disappears and you realize he had pressed you against the door to your room. Landing in a ball on the floor he sends a small smile before slamming the door and the heat that had filled you dims for a moment.

But just for a moment.

You pull yourself up from the floor, moving to the bed before the aching returns and your body heats up twice as bad. Everything begins going hazy as a sweat covers you and then you lose it.

“I need to go.” Geralt snaps, shoving Jaksier to the direction of the stairs. “You go watch her. Don’t let her make any more mistakes.”

“Where are you- Geralt? What happened?! Hello?!” Jaskier calls after the witcher, watching him storm through the tavern before slamming the doors on his way out. With a deep sigh the bard grabs his jacket and mug of coins before making his way to find the rooms.

It had been an hour since he left you in your room and Geralt could not relax himself. Jaskier had just stopped singing and Geralt was still pacing the inn room, back and forth back and forth.

The aching hard on he had refused to go away, the image of your dazed eyes all he could think about, and the way you whispered to him had him so close to snapping all together. But he didn’t, and you were safe in your room with him just two doors down. But the floorboards creaking by his door caught his attention, and he reached for the sword as the doorknob jiggled.

Stepping towards it slowly as it creaks open only to reveal you, standing in the hall in nothing but your dress slip and a flushed face. “Geralt-” You moan out and his knees nearly buckle when you rush in and slam the door.

The sword falls from his hands so he can catch you when you come hurdling to him, pulling him in for a harsh kiss. Your lips melt into his and you moan in victory when he kisses back, pressing yourself against him as your hands fly into his hair.

His own hands find purchase on you hips, and before he can tell himself not to he moves them to start a grinding motion the both of your would like. It stays like this for a moment until you bite his lip on a particularly aggressive moan, pulling back to catch a breath as you press your hips into his harder than before.

For a second he admires you, the way your face scrunches up in pleasure and the moans that he is pulling from your lips, letting out a heavy ‘FUCK’ when you circle your hips.

“Pleasepleasepleaseplease.” You gasp out, hands dragging from his hair to his chest before you start tearing the clasps on his shirt, scratching it a bit in your struggle to get it off. “Ineedyou, it hurtssobad-”

This makes him hesitate, pulling back a little just as you fling his shirt, your hands flying to undo the slip and he finally catches your eyes. Only they weren’t the eyes he had fallen in love with, instead they were a deep red.

“Y/n?” He asks, heartbeat racing as he snatches your wrists in one hand, the other coming to grab you chin. “Look at me.”

“Geralt, please. It hurts.” You whine and the gem in the amulet glows the same red as your eyes.

Dread fills him as he reaches down to tear it off you, the silver cutting you a bit before he chucks it across the room.

He couldn’t breathe properly as he watched you come down from the spell, anger filling him. You hadn’t meant any of this, this had been a spell.

He was a fucking fool.

“Geralt?” You breathe out, taking in the room before looking at his shirtless torso and the small scratches you had made to get the shirt off. “What-”

And just like that you were gone. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your nose started bleeding as you passed out, he barely caught you before you hit the floor. “Fuck.”

You awake mid day- the sun blaring in through the blinds and you do your best to cover your eyes. “Oh make it stop-”

“There are no covers for the window.” Jaskier sighs from where he is laying on the floor. “I tried stealing the blanket from you and you hissed at me.”

“Serves you right….” You mumble, taking in the room as you realize that last night hadn’t been a dream after all and a deep embarrassment fills you.

“H-have…..have you seen Geralt?” You ask, leaning over the bed to look at him.

“He left around sunrise in a pissy mood.”

“Did he… did he say anything?” You felt like an utter fool, and you were doing your best not to be sick.

“Said to watch you so you didn’t make any more mistakes.” Jaskier shrugs before yawning.

“He said that? He said mistake?” Your voice cracks as you wrap the blanket tighter around yourself.

“He did. I assumed he caught you with the blonde gu- Y/n? What’s the matter?”

“I…… I have to go.” You rush out, jumping over him to leave the room.

- - - - -

Geralt finds Jaskier waiting at the horses when he rides up, tired and cranky, and he gets even crankier when he sees that your horse is empty of all your travel bags.

“Is she not awake? Do we need to get a healer?” He rushes out, launching from roach to get to the tavern only for Jaskier to hold the lute in front of him.

“She woke up several hours ago, it’s nearly dusk.”

“Then where is she?”

“Gone.”

“Gone?” His heart is racing too fast and he’s hoping that Jaskier starts laughing soon and this is all a joke.

“I told her you said to make sure she didn’t make any more mistakes and she got really sad and started crying as she packed up.” He explains. “She went to this brothel and they wouldn’t let me in but they let her in and she came out to say bye soon after that.”

“She went to a brothel?!” He snaps, grabbing the collar of Jaskiers dress coat.

“Don’t blame me! This is your doing!”

“How. So.”

“You were the one that made her feel worthless! Never looking at her and always in her business about her mistakes-”

“Her mistakes get her hurt, or worse, killed!”

“Then tell her that! Rather than yell at her all the time with no explanation-”

“Where is the brothel?”

“It’s no use.”

“Where. Is. The. Brot-”

“She made a deal! The madame owns her!”

“Not on my fucking watch.” Geralt snaps, mounting the roach in one fluent move before nodding to Jaskier. “Hurry.”

He had to get you.

Part Two

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A Flowers Petal

When being teased for still being a virgin at Kaer Morhen geralt comes in and “comforts you” when he sees you crying.

Geralt x fem!reader

Cw- sex, p in v, virgin reader, 18+,

“There I was the sword to my throat but allas I am a Witcher so I swung back and killed him right there! Then as such as a reward the missus not only gave me the gold, but two fur pelts and the time for me to take her world! When I tell you I’ll be back to use it again boys! I’ll be fucking her back!!” Eskel cheers along with the others except geralt who rests his arm around your shoulders.

You scoff “eskel don’t talk of that of a woman. You were lucky enough to get the gold.” You say everyone laughs, including geralt.“Oh yeah yeah y/n you’re one to talk, m’lady, Whalen the last time you had a good roughing, oh wait your flower is still intact! You a wolf travel lots I’m sure there’s a time you two have fucked in the woods to keep warm!” Eskel chuckles

“Eskel.” Geralt huffs “no no come on she must have her legs spreading for someone!? I hear her in the night. She helps me that’s for sure!!” He laugh everyone chuckles along with him.

You get up and begin to walk out of the room.

“Don’t worry darling I’ll check for blood on the sheets tonight!” He jokes you walk out of the room wipeing off your face.

“ESKEL!” Geralt growls “that’s enough.” Vesimer says walking into the room “there is nothing wrong with ANYONE still being a virgin! Especially a beautiful woman like y/n you all should praise the heavens above she hasn’t been violated! Now! Off to bed with you!” He yells

Eskel grumbles and walks off geralt walks after you.

You brush out your hair in your seat and sigh recalling what Eskel said. When a knock interrupts you you get up and walk to it opening it seeing geralt.

“Are you alright?” He asks “I’m alright.” You reply moving to the side so he can walk in.

“What Eskel said y/n-“ “no it’s fine! Don’t… geralt I’m scared of sex!. I’m scared of what happens before during and after, will it hurt will I not enjoy it, will I-….will I regret it.” You reply to him as you sit on the side of your bed.

“That’s okay.” He says kneeing infront of you.

“I feel so fucking stupid!” You cover your face in your hands. Geralt takes your wrists in his hands and looks at you.

“You don’t have to do anything if you don’t want too it’s your body your morals, you’re choice.” He says his golden eyes looking at you. You wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him he kisses you back hands resting on the side of you. He pulls away in a slight panic but keeps your foreheads together.

“Y/n..” “please…” “y/n you’re being pressured.” Geralt says “wolf.” You reply “if it’s with you I don’t have any pressure.”

He presses his lips against yours once again and pulls you up lifting you. Geralt places you on your back against the bed as he hovers over you still kissing. His hand roams you waist to your thigh pulling it up to his liking around his waist.

He pulls his lips away from you and kisses down your jaw and neck stopping at your chest. He looks up at you. You nod giving him permission.

He moves unties the front of your night gown exposing your breasts to him. You pull your arms up over to cover yourself.

“Y/n please don’t cover yourself. You’re beautiful.” He says leaning into you. “But…I-…I don’t have a big enough chest to your liking. All the girl who flirt with you in taverns are more than blessed.” You reply.

Geralt chuckles and kisses your forehead “annoying is what they are. I just want you and what you have to offer I don’t care about the shape of your breasts or body, no matter the scars or the bruises you are beautiful more than anything!” He says to you making you blush like crazy.

He pecks your lips and leans closer to your ear “now please love….let me show you” he sighs moving your hands the the side you oblidge exposing your self to him.

Finally to find can begin. His hand massages your breasts as he kisses your neck surely to leave marks. Pulling back he takes his shirt off revealing his amazing chest and mountain abs.

Forgetting sometimes how giant geralt is compared to you.

He runs his hands up your thighs gathering your gown as he goes and pulling it over your head throwing it off somewhere into the room. Now leaving you fully exposed to his pleasure.

His hand moves back to your inner thigh and he palms your clit against his rough fingers. You gasp at the sensation how different it feels from doing so yourself.

Geralt slowly pushes in one finger causing you back to arch as his finger bottoms out in you.

He begins to move it reading against the squishy bit inside you. Not knowing it could feel this good and it’s only hand.

“W-wolf.” You cry about already feeling the sensation of an orgasam he carfully puts in another finger and speeds up the pace. Feeling you stretch and fletch around his fingers makes his harder than he was before his pants becoming tighter by the second.

Your breathing becomeing ragged as you grab the sheets. Geralt pulls his fingers out before you can cum. You pant coming down from your almost climax. As geralt takes off his pants revealing his dick.

Out of reflex you cover your mouth and shit up slightly “sorry..” you say he chuckles “we don’t have to if you want I can keep fingering you.” He says placing his hand on your cheek. As amazing as he was you shake your head no wanting him even more now that he gives you options.

“Will-…will it hurt?” You ask he nods “only for a second. If at any point you want me to stop, or don’t like something, let me know and I’ll cease my actions immediately.” He says you kiss him smiling out of it. And nod.

You lay back down and open your legs for him. He rests in between taking in the wonderful sight of you. Rubbing his fingers up your slut feeling for you he spreads your lips and angles himself at you. He takes your arms and wraps them around his neck and shoulders.

“I’ll go slow. Tell me if you need anything.” He says looking into your eyes you nod a slight blush forming over you.

He begins to enter you.

“Ngh! Ah.” You cry out shutting your eyes as his tip enters your tight cunt. “F-fuck.” He curses softly.

He continues slowly and in increments to let you adjust over the time.

“No no ah wait.” You say he stops “ill pull out.” He says “no!” You exclaims he nods “I-I’m okay. Just…y-you’re r-really big.” You say embarrassed he chuckles and nods kissing your face.

“Okay go ahead.” You reply.

Continueing his actions until he’s enough in for you to adjust geralt waits for your commands only wanting to make sure you’re well taken care of.

After a few seconds you nod at him bracing your self against as he slowly begins to move his hips back and forth. Tears form at the corner of you eyes and fall geralt whips them away and kisses your lips making you smile at him.

The feeling of distant pain begins to fade as you adjust to geralt size.

“M-more please.” You moan out geralt kisses you deeply and pushes further into you thrusting faster. Causing you to gasp and arch making him groan in pleasure roughly thrusting into you causing your nails to dig into his back. Surely making marks.

The sounds of geralt grunts and moans in your ear caus you the clench around him.

“Geralt..ah please Ah” you moan out to him biting your lip.

He kisses your neck and nips at your sweet spot he found so easily before.

“ah w-wolf!” you gasp

“let go y/n, cum for me.” he replies thrusting upwards hitting your perfect spot. Geralt presses his lips against yours muffling a moan from you as you let go. the large rush of pleaurse hitting you shaking.

Geralt ceases his actions on you watching your ragged pants and eye lids fluttering. He kisses your forehead and carfully pulls out of you, panting not worried about finishing himself as he only wants you to feel good tonight.

He gets up and walks over to the desk grabbing a rag submerging it in the bowl of water and then rings it out and walks back over to you.

Lifting your lower half and opening your leg “y-you dont have too-” “i want to.” he interupts as he cleansyou off. putting the rag back where he found he goes back to you laying down cover you both.

you watch him contently “what?’ he asks

“im assuming this isnt your first expeirence with a virgin?” you say “N-no…but, I love you, so its different.” he says moving your hair out of your face. You practically jump on him kissing him he chuckles.

“you mean that? your really do!?” you ask he nods “I do I love you” he responds again you smile “I love you too.” you reply.

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Rose's 2023 Kinktober List

I have done it! I have finished all of my kinktober prompts and this is the official list of what prompts and who they're about each day. These will be posted on my Ao3 which is ThatWriterRose. I will make daily posts with a link to each fic but this post will also have links to each fic as I post them. I hope you all enjoy!

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2. Roleplay - Larissa Weems x OC

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4. Breeding Kink - Steve Harrington x OC

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6. Double Penetration - Jonathan x OC x Argyle

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8. Face Sitting - Oscar "Spooky" Diaz x OC

9. Sex Toys - Boba Fett x OC

10. Edging - Oberyn Martell x OC

11. Cunnilingus - Johnny "Coco" Cruz x OC

12. Mutual Masturbation - Robin Buckley x OC

13. Reunion Sex - Adult!Natalie Scatorccio x OC

14. Shower Sex - Stefan Salvatore x OC

15. Anal Sex - Din Djarin x OC

16. Pegging - Gerald of Rivia x OC

17. Fancy Clothes - Yennefer of Vengerberg x OC

18. Taping Sex - Adult! Van Palmer x OC

19. Caught in the Act - Stu Macher x OC

20. Morning Sex - Jango Fett x OC

21. Aftercare - Evelyn Hugo x Celia St. James

22. Car Sex - Eddie Munson x OC

23. Sex Dream - Lottie Mathews x OC

24. Lingerie - Jim Hopper x OC

25. Quickie - Jaskier x OC

26. Corruption Kink - Henry Creel x OC

27. Dacryphilia - Fennec Shand x OC

28. Marking - Jackie Taylor x Shauna Shipman

29. Phone Sex - Argyle x OC

30. Virginity - Ethan Landry x OC

31. Possessive Sex - Steve Harrington x OC

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ooksaidthelibrarian · 1 month

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"Will you stop it with the alchemy and come fuck me already?" Gaetan doesn't do begging. Well. Not right away. If Eskel wants that, he'll have to work for it. But all it earns him is a raised eyebrow. Things do not go as Gaetan expects them to

Rush

Fandom: Witcher (Video Games) Rating: E Words: 2562 Pairing: Eskel/Gaetan

Read it on AO3 or on Squidgeworld

Smut

Oral Sex

Rough Oral Sex

Anal Sex

Table Sex

Under-negotiated Kink

Praise Kink

Falling In Love

Friends to Lovers

Friends With Benefits

Sub Eskel (The Witcher)

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amber-michaelson · 2 years

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Bratty Mood

geralt of rivia x reader

Summary:being the brat and getting the punishment you deserve

Read at own risk

Warning: swearing

geralt pov

“don’t touch that” i muttered and grabbed the blade out yns hands “what i was gonna help you clean” she whined and walked and pouted next to me “darling i know you wanna help but these are dangerous” i warned and put it back on the table "then how can I help" she whined "go sit over there" I growled and pointed to the chair in the corner she whined walking over and grumpy sat on it "good girl" I smirked and went back to cleaning my weapons.

Yn pov

I waited and waited for geralt to finish or for something to happen, I blushed as he removed his shirt so he didn't dirty it "looking hot babe" I murmured teasingly "not as hot as you" he gave me a glance making him look hotter, I grew wet and became figaty "geralt" I whisper like a soft moan "not now princess" he warned not looking at me, I whimper to myself as I slowly slip my hand into my panties since I was only wear panties and one of geralt’s shirts, I slipped two of my fingers into my pussy and let out soft moans I don't want him to hear me because it was one of the rules I wasn't aloud to touch myself without his permission, i moaned thrusting my fingers in and out while using my thumb to massage my clit "geralt" I whimper a bit to loud my eyes widened I quickly look at geralt 'thank god he didn't hear me' I sign in relief looking up for a brief moment"having fun there princess" I squealed looking at him only for him to be two inches away from me "I'm sorry" I squeaked pulling my hand out and he grabbed it "naughty naughty" he shook his head bringing my hand up to his face and sucked on the fingers I used he knew I liked when he did it "you taste fantastic baby but you are in trouble" he growled "go to the room and strip" he commanded "bu-" "no buts 10" I scrambled to my feet "9" I ran to the bed room "8" I teared off my shirt and panties "7" I climbed onto the bed and spread my legs "6" I could hear his footsteps as he drew near he was taking longer to give me time "5" his voice gave the hall a soft echo "4,3,2" he lingered at the door "1" he growled lowly and stalked his way to the bed “good girl” he muttered and started pulling off his clothes piece by piece.

Geralt pov

i watched as her body shivered “you were naughty” i growled “im sorry you were just to hot” she whispered her eyes pleading me to touch her “do you deserve me to touch you” i asked leaning to her “please i promise to be good just please help me” she begged slightly lifting her hips towards me “behave” i muttered eyeing her body “please geralt” she whimpered “ i *smack* said *smack* behave” i said slapping her but she whimpered “turn around” i growled she nodded and slowly turned around lifting her hips up “how many spanks should i give you” i murmured rubbing her ass “15″ she whispered “no how about 25″ i smirked “now count” i muttered "ok" she whispers.

Yn pov

I whined as he spanked me "one" "two"

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"25" I cried "good girl you did so well" he praised rubbing my ass “now what do you want for your reward” he asked leaning down to me “fill me up please” i whispered he growled in acknowledgment and moved himself so he was behind me "please make me cum geralt" I whined pushing back into him "you know I will darling" he groaned and slipped inside I moaned as he got balls deep "ready" he asked checking in I nodded eagerly and pushed back "please fuck me" I begged he started thrusting hard and fast, every thrust making my hips jolt forward "fuck baby" he growled and grabbed my hips "you feel fucking amazing" he added I moaned at his praises and the pleasure he was giving me "do you want me to rub your clit" geralt murmured breathing heavily still keeping his rhythm I nodded wordlessly and arched my back as he started rubbing "geralt" I cried shaking in pleasure "are you getting closer baby" he growled "fuck yes please please let me cum" I pleaded "cum for me baby" he groaned and did one final thrust causing both of us to cum "how did that feel baby" he asked and slowly pulled out "thank you geralt that was amazing" I tiredly smiled "ill run us a bath and get you more clothes" he said and stood up "what about cuddles" I whined stretching my arms out to him "I promise in the bath" he said and blew me a kiss before disappearing into the bathroom 'how did I get so lucky'.

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