Okay, he has to chuckle at that, which makes him immediately cover his mouth because he's supposed to be angry right now! (Probably for the best - touching rock-hard pecs, even if only with his fingertip, is not good for his heart. Or his dick.) That girl is sassy, though, he likes her.
Jaskier suddenly tenses when he hears Geralt use that damn word, and now he feels like a kid again, a violin bow in his hand instead of a guitar pick. Bollocks, so much for unwinding. Better accept that trail ride before he misses the chance, even if he now he's as annoyed by that handsome face as he is attracted to it.
"...don't call me that." He says as he wrinkles his noise and avoids Geralt's intense eyes. No dramatics this time, just a request coming from a serious voice. It's almost like that little teasing jab had hurt more than the actual insults. "I'll go get Pegasus ready then."
And with that, he turns to pick all his things from the grass and get on working on tacking up Pegasus again while humming one of his own songs under his breath.
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Jaskier suddenly tenses when he hears Geralt use that damn word, and now he feels like a kid again, a violin bow in his hand instead of a guitar pick. Bollocks, so much for unwinding. Better accept that trail ride before he misses the chance, even if he now he's as annoyed by that handsome face as he is attracted to it.
"...don't call me that." He says as he wrinkles his noise and avoids Geralt's intense eyes. No dramatics this time, just a request coming from a serious voice. It's almost like that little teasing jab had hurt more than the actual insults. "I'll go get Pegasus ready then."
And with that, he turns to pick all his things from the grass and get on working on tacking up Pegasus again while humming one of his own songs under his breath.