Savour
Title: Savour
Author: gwyllion
Genre: Canon era
Pairing: Geralt z Rivii|Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier|Dandelion
Rating: R
Words: 100
Warning: None
Summary: Taste the rainbow.
A/N: Savour was written for The Witcher Wheel of the Year - Ostara collection.
Disclaimer: I did not create these characters. No disrespect intended. No profit desired, only muses.
Comments: Comments are welcome anytime, thanks so much for reading!
Geralt stirred from his silent meditation. His eyes roved to Jaskier, dozing beside him in the heat of the day.
The bard’s pink lips parted in a snore. Cock soft and exposed shamelessly to the summer sun. Geralt’s shimmering come smeared across his sleeping thighs.
A brilliant doublet flung onto the grass. Boots discarded, one upright, one lying on its side in the wildflowers.
Geralt licked the vestiges of the bard’s seed from his lips. His tongue flitted across the inside of his mouth.
“Hmm,” he grunted, fighting a smile. He should have known Jaskier would taste like a rainbow.
Author: gwyllion
Genre: Canon era
Pairing: Geralt z Rivii|Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier|Dandelion
Rating: R
Words: 100
Warning: None
Summary: Taste the rainbow.
A/N: Savour was written for The Witcher Wheel of the Year - Ostara collection.
Disclaimer: I did not create these characters. No disrespect intended. No profit desired, only muses.
Comments: Comments are welcome anytime, thanks so much for reading!
Geralt stirred from his silent meditation. His eyes roved to Jaskier, dozing beside him in the heat of the day.
The bard’s pink lips parted in a snore. Cock soft and exposed shamelessly to the summer sun. Geralt’s shimmering come smeared across his sleeping thighs.
A brilliant doublet flung onto the grass. Boots discarded, one upright, one lying on its side in the wildflowers.
Geralt licked the vestiges of the bard’s seed from his lips. His tongue flitted across the inside of his mouth.
“Hmm,” he grunted, fighting a smile. He should have known Jaskier would taste like a rainbow.