Her senses are keen and oh so alive and aware. She can actually feel him pulsate and release. Or at least it seems so with the way that he moves. Her hold on him, even with her limbs wanting to lay boneless and slack, remains. No longer held back and not a time keeper with movement there is still such a steadiness. Continuing and flourishing with his release.

Rolling and grinding until finally at a stand still. Yennefer slowly unhooks her heels, her knees stay bent and close to him.

"It's a silly word. Forgettable." Except for when you are such a person that travels on foot, sometimes horseback, all over the highways and byways of land. All that flora and fauna. Jaskier will not find himself so cross with thistles or their downy portions any longer. She laughs softly and gently pulls herself to make space to try and see his face. Moving this much causes a residual shiver in her too. "I hope I've given you things worth remembering." Such a tease she is. Jaskier gets another little peck. His shoulders and chest still are heaving. "Never one to speak openly of my trysts I will at least never refute that you are....magnificent."

Yennefer sighs out the full contents of her lungs. "Shame the girl had gone away. I could have asked her to draw a bath." With her influence and coin she can get a bath at any hour. That would require moving and frankly she is not yet ready for that.