ok so I read this scene in a book awhile ago, but thinking about it with geralt >:) extreme but thinking about riding on horseback with geralt and him getting so fed up with your teasing attempts that he decides to subtly edge you right then and there until the two of you reach your destination O.O
😵💫😵💫😵💫 him keeping a hand under your skirts, rough calloused fingers rubbing loose circles on your clit, keeping you right on the edge but never quite letting you tip over. he bites back a smirk while he stares at the pastures ahead and he feels you writhe and squirm against him, all flushed cheeks and glassy eyes, until you slump back against him with a whimper, needy hands grabbing at his wrist. "please. m'sorry." he just hums against your hairline, pressing his cold lips against your warm face, in not quite a kiss before his fingers pick up again. "you will be sorry, girl. I will make sure of it."
