A minute, huh? Jaskier pouts for the sake of it, always a lover of the dramatics, but he doesn't protest openly. His eyes follow Geralt's movements instead, beaming at the sight of food and laughing when he takes out a hidden bottle of vodka.
"Sneaky witcher." He comments with a grin.
Geralt is now a wall of warmth by his side and Jaskier wishes they could travel like this all the fucking time, but alas. He lets him get comfortable first, opening and putting down their dinner for easy reach, and once that's done, it's time to steal a lap again. Unlike his last two tries, however, Jaskier doesn't sit directly on Geralt's marvelous thighs - he sits on the floor between them, resting his back against the witcher's hard chest. Pulls the blankets a little tighter around then and- ah, perfection.
"I had been about to ask you where all the food came from - for a moment I thought Vesemir kept it stocked for when you and your brothers came by. But that answers my question." He says before munching on some jerky. Definitely not the best quality out there, but at this point of traveling? He'll eat raw squirrels. "So you're finally taking some of what humanity owes you back." A poetic way of saying stealing. Patting Geralt's knee now. "You're making a bad boy out of me, Geralt of Rivia."
Just joking. Or maybe not, considering Geralt has been showing him the real world since he was eighteen. Then again, this is the man that wished death on Valdo Marx without any need of external influences...
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"Sneaky witcher." He comments with a grin.
Geralt is now a wall of warmth by his side and Jaskier wishes they could travel like this all the fucking time, but alas. He lets him get comfortable first, opening and putting down their dinner for easy reach, and once that's done, it's time to steal a lap again. Unlike his last two tries, however, Jaskier doesn't sit directly on Geralt's marvelous thighs - he sits on the floor between them, resting his back against the witcher's hard chest. Pulls the blankets a little tighter around then and- ah, perfection.
"I had been about to ask you where all the food came from - for a moment I thought Vesemir kept it stocked for when you and your brothers came by. But that answers my question." He says before munching on some jerky. Definitely not the best quality out there, but at this point of traveling? He'll eat raw squirrels. "So you're finally taking some of what humanity owes you back." A poetic way of saying stealing. Patting Geralt's knee now. "You're making a bad boy out of me, Geralt of Rivia."
Just joking. Or maybe not, considering Geralt has been showing him the real world since he was eighteen. Then again, this is the man that wished death on Valdo Marx without any need of external influences...