"Thank you," spoken from the bottom of her heart. She takes the offered glass. With Jasker sitting close to her he can interpret her little noise of delight however he means. A tease, a memory or because she really does enjoy her apple juice. Freshly pressed apple juice to be exact. She can tell. The right flavor and crispness, the right sweet and tartness.
The water they carry is hot and heavy. Both are still young women. They have successful childbearing years ahead. What reason do they have to be ashamed of the pleasure of others? When a man is kind to you, handsome and charming it makes no sense to not bed him. Maybe they have never heard such passionate, enjoyed fucking. That could be a reason for the flush of color. The very pointed refusal of eye contact, that is a more obvious indicator they were heard. Yennefer leans into Jaskier. "I don't think, darling. I know." No apologies on her part either.
"Perhaps in the morning or whenever I leave." Violet eyes stop scrutinizing the poor maids as she turns to look at him. "I hope you are not wasting any spent coin on your own lodging being here." The notion is a gentle nudge, already he is here and she has not paused her touching or leaning. The time of shooing him away has passed. She would like someone else to wash her hair. And after?
"The bed is large and, as you have witnessed for yourself, comfortable. And I could not take up the whole of it even if I tried." Is this casual enough? Welcoming and not too, too much. Is there really any use at attempting to put him at a distance when Jaskier is wised to her?
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The water they carry is hot and heavy. Both are still young women. They have successful childbearing years ahead. What reason do they have to be ashamed of the pleasure of others? When a man is kind to you, handsome and charming it makes no sense to not bed him. Maybe they have never heard such passionate, enjoyed fucking. That could be a reason for the flush of color. The very pointed refusal of eye contact, that is a more obvious indicator they were heard. Yennefer leans into Jaskier. "I don't think, darling. I know." No apologies on her part either.
"Perhaps in the morning or whenever I leave." Violet eyes stop scrutinizing the poor maids as she turns to look at him. "I hope you are not wasting any spent coin on your own lodging being here." The notion is a gentle nudge, already he is here and she has not paused her touching or leaning. The time of shooing him away has passed. She would like someone else to wash her hair. And after?
"The bed is large and, as you have witnessed for yourself, comfortable. And I could not take up the whole of it even if I tried." Is this casual enough? Welcoming and not too, too much. Is there really any use at attempting to put him at a distance when Jaskier is wised to her?