[ Which, you can take it as Geralt's way of saying I like it despite complaining about it. As Jaskier leaned into his touch, Geralt smoothed his thumbs across his cheeks, that perfectly flawless skin, so warm and soft under the callouses of his hands.
It was hard not to be attracted to the Bard, the longer Geralt stared at him, at those deep beautiful eyes, he found himself leaning in, watching his lips as he spoke. Part of him wasn't listening to the actual words, just picking out the key parts, distracted by thoughts of making his Bard a filthy mess to enjoy. ]
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[ Which, you can take it as Geralt's way of saying I like it despite complaining about it. As Jaskier leaned into his touch, Geralt smoothed his thumbs across his cheeks, that perfectly flawless skin, so warm and soft under the callouses of his hands.
It was hard not to be attracted to the Bard, the longer Geralt stared at him, at those deep beautiful eyes, he found himself leaning in, watching his lips as he spoke. Part of him wasn't listening to the actual words, just picking out the key parts, distracted by thoughts of making his Bard a filthy mess to enjoy. ]
Uhuh, is that so?