She laughs because yes, that is a line. And it cannot go without punishment. His ear lobe gets a tug. The awful, truly awful pun still has her stifling a chuckle as she moves. "I know you can do better than that." A wordsmith and poet along with a musician, you know, bard and all. Gods she hates that it has a response from her. It must be the hour, the mood. She can't blame cherry schnapps anymore.
Well, Yennefer of Vengerberg, what did you expect when you told him not to be proper? Her gaze is steady and her cheeks are already flush from the bath. Jaskier trusted her to fuck him. He asked. Even suggesting such an action would have been so very, very much more than most women could grasp. The bar maid would not have known what to do with such a request. Sad, simple thing would have run away in tears as she already had. Usually she has to persuade or use chaos to make wills more open to suggestion. She fucked him in this room and loved it all so very, very much. Why would she refuse when it is a simple task? The soreness is her doing.
"Delightful stuff, wasn't it? Though it does stay until thoroughly cleaned. I should have warned you." The market place at Gors Velen has a vast assortment of pleasure toys and paraphernalia. She reaches for the liquid soap. "Do you feel it right now? Soreness?" Not yet reaching below to touch him there, it is an honest question. "You're going to have to move. Kneel? I'd say bend over the tub but half of you would be cold."
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Well, Yennefer of Vengerberg, what did you expect when you told him not to be proper? Her gaze is steady and her cheeks are already flush from the bath. Jaskier trusted her to fuck him. He asked. Even suggesting such an action would have been so very, very much more than most women could grasp. The bar maid would not have known what to do with such a request. Sad, simple thing would have run away in tears as she already had. Usually she has to persuade or use chaos to make wills more open to suggestion. She fucked him in this room and loved it all so very, very much. Why would she refuse when it is a simple task? The soreness is her doing.
"Delightful stuff, wasn't it? Though it does stay until thoroughly cleaned. I should have warned you." The market place at Gors Velen has a vast assortment of pleasure toys and paraphernalia. She reaches for the liquid soap. "Do you feel it right now? Soreness?" Not yet reaching below to touch him there, it is an honest question. "You're going to have to move. Kneel? I'd say bend over the tub but half of you would be cold."