Aiden asks lambert to axii him to unawareness and pick different permanent body modifications for each year they've been together. Lambert starts small with piercings and tattoos, but for their tenth year Aiden gets permanent lactating little tits and is beyond thrilled. (And maybe lambert starts planning permanent full feminization for his sweet kitten's retirement)
It started in Vizima, when they went to a brothel together. Just as a friendly thing, of course! Aiden had seen one of the dancers with her prettily decorated tits and he’d almost come on the spot. Lambert, of course, had scented the sudden arousal and put together what had caught his attention with no difficulty. When they left, he had a couple of extra items tucked away in his pocket.
Aiden waited a week to bring it up; until they were in the middle of nowhere with nothing bigger than a squirrel within a mile. He stammered and blushed through the conversation, but the upshot was the knowledge that not only did Lambert know how to pierce a Witcher in a way that would last, but that he’d be perfectly happy to do it for Aiden. They agreed to wait until after dinner.
‘Are you sure?’ Lambert checked.
Aiden just nodded.
‘Lean back,’ Lambert instructed.
They’d created a padded support out of a fallen log and their bedrolls that allowed Lambert to keep Aiden at a good angle and to see what he was doing in the summer sunlight. He left Aiden reclined there while he heated the needle with a small sharp blast of igni, a trick he’d learned from Eskel. Realistically, there was little danger of infection, given Witcher physiology, but it never hurt to be safe.
The needle slid through Aiden’s flesh with barely any resistance. Lambert focused on pushing it through in a straight line, then on threading the bar through after he removed it. He honestly paid very little attention to Aiden’s reaction, until a moan caught him by surprise. With the bar fastened in place, he looked down, to see Aiden with his head tipped back and a look of slack pleasure in place. Sniffing the air, Lambert realised that Aidne was so turned on he had to be almost on the edge of spilling. The responsible, friendly thing to do would be to back off and ignore it until it went away. Instead, Lambert followed his impulse and bent down to pierce the other nipple. At the first press of the needle through skin, Aiden jolted, almost hard enough to throw Lambert off and dislodge the needle. There was no disguising the scent of his spend either. Lambert licked his lips and withdrew the needle, prompting a thready moan and a further twitch from his friend. As soon as the bar was tightened, Aiden looked up at Lambert with blown pupils.
‘Lamb, let me suck you off? Please?’ he moaned.
Lambert wasn’t going to say no to that sort of offer, of course.
It became a habit after that. Both the sex and the piercings. They realised that the first one had occurred a year to the day after they’d met, or near enough as made no difference. At that point, it made sense to make it a tradition. The next year, Lambert pierced Aiden’s earlobes and they fucked hard and fast afterwards. The year after that, it was his bellybutton.
On the fourth summer, something changed.
‘What do you want this year?’ Lambert asked as they approached Vizima, their traditional last stop for supplies.
Instead of answering, Aiden blushed and stared at his feet.
‘I want you to choose for me,’ he admitted after some cajoling from Lambert. ‘I don’t want to know what it is until afterwards.’
Lambert frowned. ‘You’ll know what it is as soon as I start,’ he pointed out.
‘Not if you use axii.’
When they reached their, now habitual, clearing, Lambert set everything up, just the way he liked it. With one last check in, he ordered Aiden to strip, then cast the sign. He shivered at the feeling of control and blankness washed through Aiden’s features. He was cut off from awareness, but he could still feel the sensations that Lambert would cause. It had taken an amount of experimentation to work out exactly how strong he needed to make the sign to achieve the result, but they’d had fun with the practice.
The reality was somehow even better than the idea. Lambert had decided on something reasonably simple for the first time and pierced a row of three studs round the outer shell of each of Aiden’s ears. Aiden moaned and shuddered through each one, still glassy eyed and vacant. He came with the third needle press and again at the touch of Lambert’s hand after the last one. When Lambert lifted the sign, he doubled over and screamed.
‘Was that good?’ Lambert asked, gently petting through his hair.
‘Good?’ Aiden laughed, ‘That was one of the best things I’ve ever felt. I want to do it again. Do you have a mirror? I want to see what you chose.’
The celebratory sex was some of the best they’d ever had.
From there, they got even more ambitious. For their fifth anniversary, Lambert pierced a bar through the sensitive head of Aiden’s cock and then blew him until he screamed. Lambert then spent the Winter practising a new skill and the next year, he tattooed a wolf’s head over Aiden’s heart. That was the first time Aiden told Lambert he loved him. From there, he was given a Kaedweni love knot on his bicep, a sleeping kitten on his hip and an intricate lace pattern on his inner thigh.
Lambert was struggling to come up with something appropriately special for their tenth anniversary when Aiden solved the problem for him.
‘It’s a little… different,’ he said, blushing red.
The blush intrigued Lambert, who’d thought they were long past any embarrassment over their desires.
‘You know how I sometimes like to be your pretty little kitty?’ Aiden asked.
Lambert nodded, agreeing. He did indeed know that.
‘Sometimes, I’d quite like to be your pretty girl instead.’
Lambert couldn’t quite hold back the moan that escaped at that.
‘I’d like something that would make me look like your pretty girl,’ Aiden requested, ducking his head. ‘There are potions you can get…’
‘Where?’ Lambert asked, voice low and raspy in his chest. It sounded foreign even to his own ears.
‘Novigrad,’ Aiden replied.
When he came out of the axii that year, he cupped the now visible swells of his tits and moaned at the brush of fingers over his more prominent nipples. Lambert waited, breath caught in his throat as Aiden pinched and pulled and then whimpered when milk beaded up. Lambert licked his lip.
‘Good girl,’ he murmured, leaning forward to capture a taste.
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here, have a thing i havent been able to stop thinking about:
Jaskier insulting the wrong mage and getting cursed with little lactating tits 🥺 and needing geralts help cuz they hurt *screams and bangs fist on table*
Hnnnnnng, yes pls! This is a delightful little thought anon. Thank you for sharing!
