#vesimir

Holding her arm, Y/n looked up at Lambert. A snarl stretched on her face as he held his blade on her throat.

“Lambert! That’s enough!” Vesimir called from the sideline, as he was watching the whole thing happen.

Letting out a scoff, he turned to walk away from her. Ciri passed by him on her way to help Y/n up. Rolling his eyes he went inside, taking his place besides his brothers.

-

As the evening passed, more alcohol was passed around among the Witchers and company at the tables.

“He just smacked her down! Just like that!” Coen boasted Lambert’s events of the day to the girls at the table.

The girls giggled and one even leaned into Lambert’s side. Lambert however wasn’t even paying attention. He hadn’t seen Y/n all evening after he went inside, not even for dinner.

He smiled awkwardly to the girl that clung on his shoulder, “Yeah, mate I’ll be right back. Excuse me ladies.”

As Lambert walked around searching for Y/n he spotted Ciri. With a jog he made his way over to her spot at the table with Jaskier and Geralt.

“Wow Lambert! You made quite the show today!” Jaskier yelled at him.

Ignoring him he brought his attention to Ciri as he kneeled before her, “Where is Y/n, have you seen her?”

It seemed like Ciri wasn’t as big a fan of his actions of her friend as her eyes went cold, “Why? So you can hurt her more?”

“I just want to apologize Ciri, that’s all.” He informed her.

Ciri just studied his features, “She went to her room a while ago after I stitched her up.”

Lambert’s face fell at her words. He didn’t mean to seriously injure her; she was just so insufferable sometimes. That fight brought out the worst of him and he needed to apologize to her.

Standing up he ignored the calls of his friends, making his way to the room of a certain female Witcher.

-

Standing before her door, he thought about what to say. He would keep it short, just apologizing for his roughness and that would be it.

Sucking in a breath, he knocked on her door.

“Who is it?” Her soft voice rang through the door.

He sighed, “It’s Lambert, can I please come in?”

“Go away Lambert, for fuck’s sake!”

Letting out an annoyed puff, he put his hand on the door, “Y/n, I just want to apologize. That’s all.”

Suddenly the door swung open. Revealing an angry looking Y/n. She was dressed in a big shirt, barely covering her ass. Looking at her flustered form, she had been drinking too. Her hair looked wild, and her cheeks were flushed.

Lambert just stared at her, the alcohol doing its work as he took in her form. She was definitely hot, her body trained from the years of fighting it had done. A bandage peaking from under her sleeve, covering the cut he made earlier that day.

“Just apologize, huh? That is all?  You disgust me!” She screamed in his face.

It didn’t take long for him to process what was happening. In a second, he wrapped his hand around her throat and pushed her backwards, slamming the door behind him as he pinned her to the wall of her small bedroom.

Studying her face, he stroked his thumb over the side of her neck “I disgust you, yeah? I could hear your heartbeat speed up when you saw me, so don’t lie.” He murmured in her ear, his heavy accent peeking through.

Y/n looked at him with a straight face, “You. Disgust. Me.”

With each word his grip on her neck tightened, making her squirm. “Don’t. Lie.” He mimicked her. Resting his cheek still against hers, taking in her smell, it drove him crazy.

Whatever he was doing, it worked. Her stomach fluttered as he brought his hand to her side, the other one still gripping onto her.

“Say you want this, that you feel this too. Cause fuck Y/n! I need to leave right now if you don’t want this” he spoke, asking her for the consent he needed to continue.

She nodded her head, making him loosen his grip on her.

He smirked, “I need you to say it for me Y/n, tell me what you want”

“God, Lambert yes I want this.  I need you to take me.” She sighed in his ears.

Bringing his hand from her neck to her cheek, he positioned her in the right way by pulling her hair. His eyes fell to her lips, they looked so soft. Within a second his lips crashed on hers, taking her into a passionate kiss.

Feeling his tongue press against her lips, she opened her mouth slightly, granting him access. Their tongues mingling together in a heavy dance, fighting for dominance.

Lambert still had her pinned to the wall, his taller body almost engulfing hers. When his hand found her breast with a squeeze, she let out a low moan. Right there and then Lambert decided it was the most amazing sound he’s ever heard. His cock already growing harder from the noises she let out.

Breaking their kiss, lambert caught his breath, “Damn sweetheart, keep making those sounds and my dick will just pop on itself.”

Y/n let out a whimper in unexpected pleasure, the wetness between her folds increasing

Lambert just sneered as he looked down on her. Picking her up, he took two big steps and threw her on her bed, “God, you’re beautiful, but I will ruin that pretty little body of yours.”

Kicking his boots off, Lambert crawled on top of her. Ripping her shirt with his hands, he revealed a naked Y/n underneath. Placing a kiss on her lips, his hand finding her breast again. He broke away from the kiss to attack her neck and chest, leaving a wet trail of marks from her collarbone to her tit.

“Lambert, fuck. Hurry up a little!” Y/n gasped out, making Lambert look up from his occupation. Her nipple was in his mouth, and she felt him smirking against her

Releasing her breast from his mouth, he grabbed his shirt by the hems, puling it over his head, revealing a sculpted, muscular chest. “Patience darling, I haven’t even started.”

Grabbing him by his shoulder with one hand, Y/n flips him over. Sitting on his lap, having the perfect view on his gorgeous, bearded face. Her hands trailed down his chest, scratching his skin lightly with her nails. As she neared the buckle of his belt, she paused. Y/n smirked before quickly undoing the belt and opening the buttons of his pants.

Lamberts hands went from her breasts to her hands, “Oh, no.”

Pushing Y/n of his lap, he stood up, lowering his pants and undergarments. His cock springing free from the uncomfortable clothing it was in.

Her eyes widened slightly, gaping at the sight before her, “I don’t know if that will fit.”

Lambert smirked, “We will make it fit.” He winked.

As his naked form made his way onto the bed again, he caught her hand that tried to grip his dick. “Relax, love. Just lay down.”

Laying her down on her back gently he hovered over her. Putting his weight on one arm, his other hand found it’s way down to her cunt. Gliding one finger between her lips, feeling the wetness coaxing his finger. “God, you’re wet.” He grunted out.

Bringing his hand to his mouth, he put his finger to his mouth, licking the slickness of his finger. Before she could register what was happening his hand lowered again, pushing two fingers inside of her.

Y/n gasped out as she wiggled underneath him, making him look up. Repositioning himself, Lambert placed one arm over her hips, bringing his face closer to her pussy.

Without warning, he placed his mouth on her clit. Sucking on the bundle of nerves, while massaging her walls, she gasped out for air. He started eating her out with a passion she’d never witnessed before. When he looked up through his red curls, she came undone. With a final stroke of his fingers and a mischievous grin, he hit her spot that sent her over the edge.

“Oh fuck, Lambert!” Y/n screamed in pleasure, throwing her head back on the pillow.

When he came up, his beard glistered from the juices she had produced, but fuck he looked unbelievably hot.

Grabbing his cheeks, Y/n gave him a passionate kiss, tasting herself on his tongue.

With a small tug, Lamberts body fell on top of her. Lifting his upper body not to crush her, he broke the kiss to give her a showstopping smile. Y/n let out a sigh, letting her eyes wander down to see his cock ready for more, glistering with pre-cum.

Lambert saw her watching him, “I need you to tell me what you want, love.”

“I need you to fuck me into tomorrow” she grumbled, unable to let out anything else.

Lambert leaned down to kiss her deep, while prodding his tip on her entrance. In one swift move he thrusted himself in. it was unlike anything she ever felt, the feeling filling her up.

Melting against him, she gripped his shoulders for support. Lambert was merciless, slamming into her at a fast pace, that had her see stars. His lips finding her neck again, this time almost breaking the skin while sucking on it. His hands gripping her tightly, leaving hand formed marks.

The sensation was amazing, and with every stroke she got pushed further into the matrass. Each stroke, each snap of his hips, Lambert hit her G-spot, making her a moaning mess. The scene they created was downright dirty, only the sounds of slapping skin and occasional grunts and moans filling the room.

He was rough but soft, no one has ever treated her like this. Y/n knew she’d never be able to get enough after tonight, an insatiable feeling finding her. As Lambert made a shift with his hips, he hit her spot even deeper, making her cry out at the tension that build in her belly.

Frantically gripping his back, she moaned loudly, “yes, Lambert, please don’t stop!”

He let out a deep grunt in acknowledgement, pounding into her harder. All her senses got overwhelmed as she took in his scent, arching her back of the bed. Y/n moaned with every breath she took, pressure and heat building up inside of her until it finally broke. Tippling her over the edge, she gave broken cry while coming hard a second time.

Her whole body shook with her orgasm, making her squeeze Lambert’s cock that was still buried deep inside of her.

His hips slapped against hers, making his movements falter. With a sloppy thrust, he too came crashing down in a sensational orgasm. Spurting his seed into her hotness, he stayed on top of her for a moment.

With a sigh Lambert rolled down next to her on the small bed. Y/n’s hand still tangled in his hair, combing her fingers through his locks.

“You are not weak, and I don’t hate you.” He smiled at her.

She grinned back at him, “You don’t really disgust me.”