Maybe when they've exhausted themselves for the night, when they're curled up together, sweaty and sated, she'll tell him all the ridiculous things she's head about witchers and ask him to tell her if any of it is true. But for now, she doesn't want to bring any of that up. She's busy. Busy being kissed by him, busy letting him stroke his big hands all over her as possessively as he likes, busy draping herself across his chest.
"Eskel," she murmurs eventually, a little breathless, her skin tingling in the wake of all this touching. "Do you want to finish in my mouth or not?"
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Date: 2020-09-06 07:07 pm (UTC)"Eskel," she murmurs eventually, a little breathless, her skin tingling in the wake of all this touching. "Do you want to finish in my mouth or not?"