The White Wolf

        “Oh, but aren’t you happy to see me? I thought we were friends. You’re hurting my feelings.”

“As a clam.” Couldn’t she tell by his crossed arms and frown? “Sorry, don’t think about that. Emotionless and all.”

“You can walk right?” She chuckled, “we’ll give Roach the day off and just go by foot.” The girl made her way towards the table and began to prepare what she thought they would need to have to gather the root and whatever else she figured would be good for what she was preparing for her father. “By the way, really take me up on my suggestion and get a better name for that horse.”

Releasing a small grunt the Witcher finally got to his feet. The pain wasn’t bad enough where he felt he couldn’t walk about or defend them if they happen to run into something in the forest. Perhaps not a griffin or forktail but he could handle a nekker or two. Riding might have been out of the question too but Geralt wasn’t about to verbally admit that. Just mentally. As he reached for his trousers he grunt once more, this time one that sounded dismissive. “All of them been called Roach. Not about to change that.”

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         “If it isn’t my favorite witcher in the entire world. No offense, but you look like shit.”

“Still catty as ever,” the witcher grunted with a slight frown. “Need something?”

“Well your definition of brush should be evaluated because the poor thing’s mane was matted.” She was lucky she managed to deal with it without taking sheers to Roach (what kind of name…) to get rid of the knots. “Get up I need your help with collecting the root for my potion.”

Of course it should be. He liked to think he treated his mare well but then he knew Aurea always thought he could do it better. Geralt simply replied with a grunt before he sat up, showing that he would help her. The act made him grit his teeth to hide his pain but ever the master of hiding his emotions it thankfully didn’t show on his face. 

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-groans in the distance-

“What have you got to groan about? You’ve laid in your bed doing nothing all day you lazy lout. I have cleaned up after your all-nighter and fed - oh and groomed - your horse ; it looked as if she hadn’t seen a brush in months.”

Letting his head drop back to the pillow he let out another groan. He was sore from the contract he had just gotten back from and sleep was really all he had wanted. But Geralt should have known she would come in and nag about being in bed all day. Finally lifting himself up onto his arms he looked at her. “Brushed her the other day.” 

“Just alright?” She questioned as she looked towards her lover. The Professor hadn’t heard about what his newest ‘adventure’ out there in the big bad world had been. Aurea liked to hear about everything ; especially if it happened in Unova, because she had a responsibility when it came to her region as the regional professor. “Did you get hurt?” Aurea sat up in the bed as she released herself from Geralt’s lazy hold. Her hand moved towards the sandy rocky texture of the lycanroc’s fur. She smiled and nuzzled towards Alpha, “I’ve missed you,” the brunette chuckled as she looked towards the Pokemon. He seemed to be tired as he hadn’t jumped onto her the minute he saw her. (Something she was used to with Alpha, not so much with Delta, who she supposed was as the bottom of the bed), “lazy boy.” The professor stretched and laid down back beside her lover, “have you heard from Ciri?” One question at a time would have been better (naturally) but she hadn’t seen him in so long and she hadn’t seen Ciri in so long so obviously she was not only interested but concerned. She still wanted to let Ciri know about the engagement. She had no idea how the girl would react to the news.

“Mhm,” he grunted back. He was sore from his travel and work but it was bearable. At least it was now that he was home. And if it did bother him then he could easily take a hot shower. Possibly get someone to join him too. Funny thing was Geralt was certain she’d take him up on that offer and not for the chance of possible sex like him. But for the fact that she could more easily find any injury he didn’t, or wasn’t about to, tell her. “Just scratches.” Not a lie but there possibly some questionable marks on him that might have been a bit too deep for scratches. But, again, she didn’t need to know that.

Gold eyes cracked open and watched her fawn over the lycanroc at the end of the bed. Both Alpha and Delta had worked hard this time around. Usually he didn’t need the both of them, so this job was rare in that regard. Both of them had worked hard and deserved some rest. The moment her hand touched his fur, Alpha’s tail began to wag excitedly. His favorite person was her and normally he would have jumped onto the bed and licked her awake. But due to the job they had done he was worn out and even as she pet him his eye remained closed. However, he still let out a pleased sound upon hearing how Aurea had missed him and didn’t object when she called him a lazy boy.

She almost squeaked as the arm tightened around her and pressed her body closer to his. Well that meant that she couldn’t look over his body for scars now. She could figure out if he had any new decorations later on – she was too tired to process it anyway. Still, she turned her attention back to her fiancé. “You’re home early,” she murmured whilst rubbing her nose against the silver haired man’s. Aurea was glad to have him back – she wasn’t going to complain. She loved her students, she loved her Pokémon, she loved her work – but she loved him and having him around was always better than not having him around. It meant that she had constant company, someone to look after her when she got too into work, someone to make sure she ate, someone to help with her research when necessary and someone to have sex with. “How was work?” She moved her head to the crook of his neck and nuzzled into the thick skin in attempt to get comfortable. As long as she didn’t fall back asleep (or he didn’t) this was the perfect opportunity to catch back up. They wouldn’t get that opportunity when the Pokémon were awake and she was due back at in the Lab.

The warmth of her body heat getting closer to him made him sigh and relax a bit more. Not knowing how long she had been awake, he could only guess what she had been doing. One thing Geralt was almost certain of was she was trying to find any new wounds on him. Why she did that when he could easily tell her he had no idea but he had somewhat gotten used to it. He uttered a soft grunt and rubbed her nose when she commented on how early he had come home. 

He couldn’t help but pull her closer, pressing her to him as well as burying his nose into her hair. Now he couldn’t help but take in deep breaths. He had missed her scent. He missed her cooking. He missed waking up to seeing her next him. He just missed her. That was always in the back of his mind whenever he went off on a job and what drove him to finish it up early enough so he could be with her again. 

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Well, it was an empty bed when she went in there the night before. The Ranger was off on a job for the past few weeks and Juniper had practically been counting down the days for his return (but that wasn’t meant to be for another… how many fourteen days). So when she woke up and found that she wasn’t alone it was quite the surprise. A good one of course. She first knew she wasn’t alone from the pressure on her legs. It was a familiar sensation. Geralt’s Pokémon tended to sleep at the bottom of the bed when they were back in Nuvema. Alpha, the midday form lycanroc, was rather sookie and liked the attention. Delta, his midnight form lycanroc, tended to sleep on the floor. She liked the solitary moments. Still, it was nothing compared to rolling over and seeing the Ranger lying there on his side, scars showing. He must have just come over to the bed, discarded his shirt and lay down beside her. Although still half asleep Aurea just moved over towards him, draped an arm across him and started to scan his chest. Was there any new scars there that he had achieved from some rogue Pokémon that hadn’t been there before? Hmm. He was asleep, wasn’t he? She would soon find out.

The fact that he managed to finish his contract so early actually amazed him a little. But Geralt wasn’t about to complain. It meant he got paid sooner and he could right home. Where he actually wanted to be. Where he had a warm bed, a nice meal, and the woman he was missing. Not in the middle of some forest with some decent food and the only thing of comfort he had were his two lycanrocs.

When he did finally get home and made his way to the bedroom, all he felt like doing were discard his boots and shirt before falling into bed. Granted he had to step over Delta to get into the bed and then find a comfortable spot where he could sleep with Alpha being in the way. But once he settled down, thankfully without waking Aurea up, he fell to sleep quickly. Though it felt like only minutes later when he woke up. Normally it was because Alpha did something to try and get him up to feed him, and Geralt almost lightly kicked his rock pup because of it. But after feeling an arm drape over him, since he kept his eyes close to pretend he was still asleep, he knew who had waken him up and didn’t mind in the least.