"Thankfully no," Jaskier breathes as she nestles close enough to trap his cock between them firmly. "I've nary an engagement between now and sundown."

They cannot stay like this until then, of course. Surely she must have somewhere to be and he will not be so selfish as to keep her occupied all day, but they can linger like this for a while. He cracks his eyes open just a touch, to peer at her from behind his lashes, and hums delightedly. If he could purr under her petting, he would, he looks so boneless and content with it.

"Though I would not object to a breakfast feast, if you are offering?" Jaskier plies gently, his hands squeezing her hips just as he speaks. He is truly insatiable but, if she declines, he will not be more than the barest bit disappointed. This, right now, is entirely enough.