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Lambert in @atroppa-nightshade âs Heat Waves.
Iâm all for headcanons where Lambert freaks out when he realizes he has a thing for Aiden and is loud and angsty about his bi realization but. What if itâs the other way around. Dude went through puberty cut off from the world and surrounded by boys who were all busy having their own puberty. Are you telling me nothing ever happened, whether it was socially acceptable or not? Being with other men is easy because heâs been around them his whole life. Women, on the other handâŚ
And then Keira takes an interest in him and thatâs where he panics because he might be interested too but heâs never been with a Woman before, what does she want to do with me?? He starts sweating whenever she smiles at him. If it was a modern au, heâd be googling furiously âhow does a woman workâ and texting Geralt for tips about eating pussy
radovid pre-series, in his royal bedquarters writing in a gilded notebook: reader x jaskier, M, 300 chapters, summary: my brother sold me to Jaskier the Bard!
Short comic based on this drabble by @she-who-drank-vodka-with-cats which was really inspiring (I hope you donât mind).
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Two bros! Chillinâ in a bathtub!, 5 feet apart cuz theyâre no- OH đł
My second contribution to the Witcher fandom. This is how the bath scene in ep 4 went down yea?
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My dear witcherâŚ
sketch of Geralt helping the bestie washing his back
sketch of Geralt helping the bestie washing his back
Another Witcher Fanart, this time in honor of Jaskierâs magnificent ass apparently. Inspired by the AWAU, but also just generally soft JaskierxGeralt.
Realistic portrait of Iorveth đż
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Oof I love the thought of Witcher's having an absurd sex-drive and always being ready to go, and Jaskier learning to deal with it on his travels with Geralt. Geralt is annoyed and embarrassed by his constant erections but Jaskier LOVES it, always willing to milk Geralt's cock and drain his heavy balls until he's ready to pass out. Just laying Geralt down, one hand on his fat cock and one hand massaging his balls, telling him how full he must be and how much he must ache with it
Jaskier has Geralt pegged as a stud the moment he lays eyes on him. Seeing the manâs soft, massive horse cock lying against his thigh in the bath only solidifies this impression, as well as a few others.
Jaskier knows he has... strange fixations, and blames them entirely on his upbringing. Nobles are so obsessed with /lineage/, who did you come from and who are you being married off too. Men who âgive their wives sonsâ are praised and admired as though itâs a personal achievement, while those who canât get a babe on their spouse or mistress are laughed out of social circles, âimpotenceâ synonymous with âdisgrace.â
It was almost certainly his parentsâ-- and the rest of the courtly worldâs-- way of pressuring people into young, loveless marriages, and subsequently encouraging them to breed extensively. Unfortunately for them, while he did (biblically) appreciate a fine woman from time to time, he was also extremely, unavoidably attracted to men. And, despite having made himself into a compassionate and equal-opportunity man of the world, some of those ideas about the worth of a man, what makes a good bed partner, stuck.
Heâs already attracted to Geralt by the time he gets a look at the goods, because who /wouldnât/ be, but the Knowing takes it up to a distracting level; heâs aware Geralt dresses âto the left,â and fixates on his huge, obscene cockprint while the manâs otherwise occupied, touching himself to the thought of what a hung, virile man like Geralt could do to a little pansy like him.
Jaskier makes a great show of pretending he doesnât want to worship Geraltâs big cock for a few week-- right up until he comes back from taking a piss deeper in the woods to find Geralt with his back turned to him, kneeling with his pants pulled down around his thighs, clearly masturbating.Â
The witcher has huge, full, low-hanging balls that make Jaskierâs mouth well with spit, blood pounding in his ears and groin as he stares. Theyâre drawn slightly up between his tense thighs, swinging a bit with whatâs clearly the force of his hand stripping his prick. Never before has Jaskier been able to sneak up on Geralt, but itâs like the witcher is in another world: panting and rumbling harshly, the muscles of his legs and his back quivering with the strain of staying still until they canât anymore. Geraltâs ass flexes delightfully as he begins humping roughly forward into his own fist, sack now swinging with every thrust. Jaskierâs breathless with how hot it gets him, the thought of them slapping against his ass, emptying in his guts or across his body.
Jaskier takes a few steps forward, deliberately making noise, and Geralt tenses up like he's been shot but doesn't stop, panting harshly.
Jaskier, who Very Much does not want the show to stop, tells him it's okay: it's to be expected, that a big, strong, athletic man like Geralt would have /urges./ Geralt huffs like a beast but doesn't tell him to fuck off, doesn't do anything but keep stripping his cock like he'll die otherwise. He moans when Jaskier kneels down behind him and pets down his flanks, and the bard can't help himself, goddamn it, it's /so hot/â leaving one hand anchored on Geralt's hip, he reaches down to cup the man's balls, rolling them in his palm until the witcher grunts and /cums./
Jaskier tells himself that's that, he can remove his hand and chalk it up to a friend lending a hand without ruining his own underwearâ but Geralt just Keeps Coming, balls taut and throbbing in Jaskier's hand, until there's an honest-to-god puddle in the dirt between his knees, every new spurt shooting hard enough to be audible into it.
Jaskier does, unfortunately, mess himself, although the lapse in control thankfully seems to ease off some of Geralt's own embarrassment. After a somewhat awkward, mostly silent camp dinner post-cleanup, Jaskier coaxes Geralt into talking to him-- the man explaining how the same mutations that made him superhuman gave him a fucked-high sex drive, something about high testosterone and excessive semen production, to the point where (Jaskier actually laughs to hear) witchers are explicitly taught how to budget for brothels before being sent off the path. Geralt tells him, somewhat shamefaced, that traveling with Jaskier has gotten him.... a little pent up.
Almost unable to contain his entirely inappropriate glee, Jaskier apologizes, telling Geralt that their being constantly around each other doesn't have to stop him from seeing to himself, really, jaskier doesn't mind at all! As a matter of fact, not to brag, but he's been lauded for his clever hands on many occasions, and truly wouldn't mind..... helping Geralt clear the pipes, so to speak.
He thinks the comment has been ignored (well, it was worth trying) until they bed down. Five minutes into trying to sleep and failing, fantasizing about what just happened in minute, explicit detail, he hears Geralt shuffle in his bedroll, before asking Jaskier if... if he'd really meant that.
Jacking Geralt off before bed becomes one of his favorite parts of the day, tied with the times Geralt guiltily pulls Jaskier's hand under his cloak in public, the two of them usually fairly well obscured but not quite enough to fully disguise the distinctive tugging of someone giving a handjob. Geralt's stopped even asking for it at night: he just strips impatiently, cock springing up when he pulls his pants down, and lays sprawled on his back and expectant, sometimes snarling at Jaskier when he takes too long. The man's so thick that the tips of Jaskier's fingers don't quite touch around him, and he bucks like a mustang when the bard grips as hard as he can with his thumb and middle finger and absolutely strips him, milking his shaft painfully hard.
Jaskier gave up the ghost of pretending not to be deeply invested the second week of their arrangement, burying his head between Geralt's legs as his hand kept working to lick and suck his balls, mouthing them worshipfully and /moaning/ when they jumped as he got Geralt off. It's clearly a source of.... if not outright shame then at least chagrin for the witcher, so Jaskier always goes out of his way to praise him every time, telling him to take his pleasure, that's it, he must be so /full,/ healthy gorgeous stud that he is, wandering the path without company for so long.
Geralt's usually falls asleep before Jaskier's done cleaning him up with his tongue, hand now between his own legs stripping his dick like his life depends on it, but that's fine; the helping is its own reward.