There's no post-coital cuddling thanks to their current position, but Geralt definitely knows how to make up for it. Kissing the bite mark is absolutely adorable and puts a little smug smile on Jaskier's face, insisting on the biting has definitely paid off. Geralt is hella possessive, isn't he? As long as it doesn't get in the way of his everyday-not-serious flirting, he can't say he minds. Ah, but it doesn't end there, oh no, there are also hands running on his body, keeping him close, supported, cherished even. Jaskier lets out a cute little happy sigh as his scent slowly leaves lust behind to transform into that sweet, floral smell that matches his afterglow: satisfied and simply content.
And love, of course. All the affection for the man holding him makes his scent so sweet, one could almost make jam out of it.
That sigh is followed by bright laughter at the mention of the third sword. There aren't enough words to describe how much it delights Jaskier to hear Geralt using that little metaphor he chose for a silly brother song. Honestly, he thought he'd loathe it. Shows how Geralt's sense of humor continues to surprise him.
"None of your swords would ever allow anything to happe-- eep!"
The sudden movement is what causes him to squeal in surprise - for a second Jaskier thinks he's finally lost balance and his butt would be meeting the bottom of the spring. What turns out to be instead is Geralt being his usual noble self. He can't help it, Jaskier has to giggle like a maid being rescued and carried by a knight. Isn't it romantic? And since he's already made the comparison in his head, may as well go all the way: he puts his arms around Geralt's neck and rewards his gallantry with a kiss on the cheek.
"And whose fault is that?" he asks with raised eyebrows as he proceeds to dry himself up.
Despite the rebuttal, he does hurry up, not wanting to get on Eskel's bad side and to prove Vesemir he can be relied on. That won't stop him from chatting all their way out of the springs, though, telling Geralt about the few things he's already enjoyed peeking into in the library and what topics he wants to cover with Cirilla as he holds the witcher's hand between them.
They need to stop by their room first to drop their other clothes and their grooming kit, and Jaskier takes the chance to pick his own quills, inks and notebook - he's sure the library will give him tons of information he'll want to take notes on. Seeing his lute against the wall gives him a pause, though, remembering the story-telling moment they had in the bath. After worrying his lower lip and staring at the lute case as if it contained the answers he's looking for, Jaskier decides to approach it and take out of the items he's hidden in there.
"What do you think I should do with this?" he asks as he turns to Geralt and throws the coin at him.
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And love, of course. All the affection for the man holding him makes his scent so sweet, one could almost make jam out of it.
That sigh is followed by bright laughter at the mention of the third sword. There aren't enough words to describe how much it delights Jaskier to hear Geralt using that little metaphor he chose for a silly brother song. Honestly, he thought he'd loathe it. Shows how Geralt's sense of humor continues to surprise him.
"None of your swords would ever allow anything to happe-- eep!"
The sudden movement is what causes him to squeal in surprise - for a second Jaskier thinks he's finally lost balance and his butt would be meeting the bottom of the spring. What turns out to be instead is Geralt being his usual noble self. He can't help it, Jaskier has to giggle like a maid being rescued and carried by a knight. Isn't it romantic? And since he's already made the comparison in his head, may as well go all the way: he puts his arms around Geralt's neck and rewards his gallantry with a kiss on the cheek.
"And whose fault is that?" he asks with raised eyebrows as he proceeds to dry himself up.
Despite the rebuttal, he does hurry up, not wanting to get on Eskel's bad side and to prove Vesemir he can be relied on. That won't stop him from chatting all their way out of the springs, though, telling Geralt about the few things he's already enjoyed peeking into in the library and what topics he wants to cover with Cirilla as he holds the witcher's hand between them.
They need to stop by their room first to drop their other clothes and their grooming kit, and Jaskier takes the chance to pick his own quills, inks and notebook - he's sure the library will give him tons of information he'll want to take notes on. Seeing his lute against the wall gives him a pause, though, remembering the story-telling moment they had in the bath. After worrying his lower lip and staring at the lute case as if it contained the answers he's looking for, Jaskier decides to approach it and take out of the items he's hidden in there.
"What do you think I should do with this?" he asks as he turns to Geralt and throws the coin at him.