World of Witchers

5A Public Gif (wiggles Lia to Vesemir xD)

Vesimir let out a small groan of pleasure as he pushed into the woman. His hands on her hips as he pressed her against the carriage. His body slowly moving in and out of her as he forced more of his length into her. "Damn....it's been a while." He mumbled slightly, looking at the red haired woman with his cat like yellow eyes.

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The witcher let out a short laugh and looked at her for a moment. “I didn’t think you would even go for an old geezer like me.” He joked and helped her get back dressed. Going as far as fixing her clothing as well.

Lia chuckled and was greatful when he helped her getting back in her clothes. “Well, actually you are younger than me...you only look older. But hey even if I was like my actually elven years...I would still want you.” She smiled and brushed over his cheeks. “I am not really for the young types.”

The other blushed a bit and let out a short chuckle. "Well that's comforting to hear." He mumbled and pulled up his own pants, moving back so he didn't crowd her against the carriage. "All good to go?" He teased a bit.

[ smooth ] - to straighten your muse’s collar / lapel / brush a hand over your muse’s clothes to smooth it out (from Lia to Vesemir)

The older witcher looked down at the red haired woman. "You know I can do this myself." He mumbled softly, a small smile on his face as he watched her fix his armor. "I am getting old but I am not that old yet." He joked, placing a hand on her shoulder.

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The witcher glanced away from his red haired companion when he noticed the other running toward them. “What do you need help with?” He asked, letting out a small sigh. “Does it have to do with the griffin?” He asked the man before them.

The man shook his head. “No the Griffin isn’t the problem...it is in the forest. It already killed people. Not the Griffin something else.” Lia raised an eyebrow and glanced behind to Vesemir. Before she turned her attention back to the man. “What did it look like? Anything that was like stucking out?” For a moment there was no answer. “It was huge...with...antlers.”

Vesimir cursed slightly and looked at her. "Anogher leshen." He mumbled softly, and started for where the man mentioned. "Keep everyone inside, we will handle it!" He called to the man. "I want you to stay with the horse." He mumbled in her ear.

schoolofthewitcher:

The older witcher nodded and stood up, looking down at the work she did on his side. “Thanks.” He mumbled as he started toward the town yet again. “Well I can say you are a long way from home then.” He mumbled and glanced at her for a moment. “Do you need an escort? I am sure I can find one for you.”

She smiled and nodded. “Even longer…since I might have been from Nilfgaard but that is because I lived there for the past 30 years or so. Minus the years I am here now.” Slowly LIa stood up and watched him for a moment. “No need actually. I just maybe need to get back to the village, I still have my other stuff there.”

The old witcher nodded and walked down to the road that lead to the town. "Alright well when we get back you need to make me a promise not to rush into crazy situations like that." He mumbled and looked at her with yellow eyes.

1B Breeding Gif (you know Lia does like Vesimir far too much xD)

Vesimir groaned in pleasure as he moved inside of the red haired Elven woman. Her hand between them as she pumped his large member. One hand gripping her side while the other gripped the sheets above her head. "Is there something you wanted dear?" He teased but it was short lived as another moan escaped his lips.

Lia smiled and well she had no idea how they ended up like this all the time. Not that she felt bad about it. Honestly she loved and maybe it was the years and years of being alone in a forest. She had her hand aoround his member and just felt him. She looked at him for a while. “Would you pretend...breeding me? I know Witchers can’t have kids...but just pretend it.”

#[ic:vesimir]#nsfw #thebloodychampion #[roleplay]#[nsfw:breeding]

The old witcher blushed slightly, moaning as she continued to rub his member as he moved inside of her. Her request caught him off guard. His eyes locked on her. His member throbbed slightly. Her words seemed to turn him on one than anything now. "Whatever you want." He mumbled and kissed her neck softly. "I will pretend to breed you." He mumbled softly.

1B Breeding Gif (you know Lia does like Vesimir far too much xD)

#[meme replied]#[ic:vesimir]#nsfw #[nsfw:breeding]#thebloodychampion

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thebloodychampion:

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Vesimir looked at her as she stripped off his heavy cotton shirt. His chest riddled with scars. “Thank you.” He mumbled and relaxed as she tended to the wound. “So where are you from?” He asked her. “Skellige?”

She kept tending to it and put the bandages around him and smiled at him. Before she was finished, she put the shirt back down and helped him with the armor. “Nilfgaard actually.”

Vesimir looked at her, a bit shocked. “You look like you may have been a skelliger. I am sorry my lady.” He mumbled and tried to sit up a bit more, wincing slightly as he jostled his wound. “Nilfgaard?” He asked her.

“Yeah…people think that all the time. And maybe I am…I am not a nilfgaardian. I was just born there. Both parents are dead…so no idea where they come from.” She smiled at him and stood back up. “So that should work better.”

#[ic:vesimir]#thebloodychampion #[roleplay]

The older witcher nodded and stood up, looking down at the work she did on his side. "Thanks." He mumbled as he started toward the town yet again. "Well I can say you are a long way from home then." He mumbled and glanced at her for a moment. "Do you need an escort? I am sure I can find one for you."

[ smooth ] - to straighten your muse’s collar / lapel / brush a hand over your muse’s clothes to smooth it out (from Lia to Vesemir)

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The witcher laughed slightly and started out of the town as soon as she settled on the horse. “Go ahead and point the way, my lady” He joked as he ducked so a branch would not hit his face. His eyes locked on hers.

She just shrugged. “Like I said down the-” She stopped when she saw someone running towards them. “I didn’t order an express delivery.” She looked at the young man, clearly out of breath. Starring at them for a moment. “You, you have to help us.”

The witcher glanced away from his red haired companion when he noticed the other running toward them. "What do you need help with?" He asked, letting out a small sigh. "Does it have to do with the griffin?" He asked the man before them.

5A Public Gif (wiggles Lia to Vesemir xD)

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He moaned as he continued to pump his seed into her. Gripping the cart they were against as he looked at her. “Are you alright?” He asked, more worried that he may have accidentally hurt the young woman.

She looked at him, basking in the afterglow of the moment. She sighed and smiled at him. “Yes I am alright. For some reason I really needed that.” She was fine and not hurt at all. Actually rather happy at the moment. “Had I known that you want me that way I would started seducing you earlier.”

#[roleplay]#[ic:vesimir]#thebloodychampion #nsfw #[nsfw:public]

The witcher let out a short laugh and looked at her for a moment. "I didn't think you would even go for an old geezer like me." He joked and helped her get back dressed. Going as far as fixing her clothing as well.

Starter for @schoolofthewitcher

A hooded figure wandered the rough cliffed lands of Skellige as the sea crashed against the islands. Stumbling on a man near the waters, rushing to their aid as fair petite hands reached out to pull them over to her. The hood fell away revealing a pearl haired woman with honey eyes as she glanced down at him. "Stay with me, I will patch your wounds but I need you awake longer enough to reach my inn room."

Tarn noticed her wince and stood up, walking over toward her. A hand on his own wound. "You are injured." He said and knelt down next to her, his face inches from hers. "Rest your wound. I can feed myself." He said softly.

"I...I'm fine. Besides you need to rest, I may have sealed the wound but I can't completely repair all the damage internally." Turning to look at him only to realize how close he was to her face. Honey eyes stared into yellow as she bit her lip. "B...besides its just sore, i...I healed it mostly a month ago, just haven't had the luxury to rest with hunters on my trail...the stew will be ready in an hours time, so...there is nothing left to do but wait."

The black haired man nodded and looked at her for a moment, before he scooped her up in his large arms, walking to the bed. "Good then you will have time to rest." He said and laid her down. "You need to rest your wounds." He said, as his hands lingered on her body before he moved away.

Before she could even move he scooped her up, blushing bright red as she gave a gasp as he caught her off guard. "W...wait!" As he set her down, she looked up at him, feeling him linger for a moment before pulling away. Reaching out she grabbed his hand, honey eyes glanced at him. "You aren't planning on leaving are you? You can rest here too, there is plenty of room. You need to lay as well."

Tarn looked down at her and sighed slightly. "Alright, I will lay with you." He mumbled and lightly shifted her over before he laid next to her, his bare chest against her. "Now will you rest dear?' He asked and looked up at her.

Resting next to him as she faced him, nodding as she slowly closed her eyes. "Yes, I think I can now. Wake me in an hour...so we can eat, please." It didn't take her long at all to fall asleep she hadn't had decent sleep in such a long time. Hearing his heart relaxed her and the night terrors stayed at bay for the first time since her escape.

#[ic:tarn]#[roleplay]#nefer seshen

Tarn let her lay there, his hand on her hip as he relaxed on the bed. He didn't need to sleep much but knew she would be upset if he moved. So he held her there until the hour past when he moved her so he could grab the food. The older witcher making the bowls. He gently shook her awake. "Miss?" He asked, hishand holding out the bowl of stew for her.

The end||apocalypse AU

Ladra could not believe that she got lost from her group. Well what group there was, it was really only her and her adoptive father. The others came and went though the days. But now she was lost. She looked over the building, stepping inside for supplies or possibly a safe area to rest. She heard something behind her, turning she raised her weapon. "Who's there?" She called.

Meanwhile her adoptive father Tarn was looking through buildings and cars of the small shopping center. "Ladra?" He called quietly. His eyes filled with hope when he heard footsteps. He turned and froze, his weapon in hand. "Shit..."

@scarred-by-monsters

#[roleplay]#[ic:ladra]#[ic:tarn]#scarred by monsters

Ladra nodded and started to look around inside of the buildings being careful to not disturb anything or make too much noise. "Thank you." She mumbled softly.

Tarn put the gun away and nodded at her. "That sounds like a fair deal." He mumbled and walked toward her. "Thank you." He said and gave her a soft smile.

[ massage ] - to massage your muse’s shoulders and/or neck [tarn]

Tarn at first tensed up more when she placed her small delicate hands on his bare shoulders. His hand moving to hers, but he stopped and relaxed as she gave him a small massage. "You are too kind miss." He mumbled softly and looked up at her with his yellow eyes.

#[roleplay]#[ic:tarn]#nefer seshen

The witcher nodded and continued to rub her lower back, moving his rough and scarred hands over her sides then back up toward her shoulders. "I will try not to mess with the scar too much." He mumbled softly.

[Continued from here]

Ladra smiled and watched as the other left. She took her things, walking toward the man. "So how about that drink? I have time." She called, placing her things in the small bag on the side of her horse. "What kind of liquor do you have in this village?" She asked.

@howlofthewolf

#[roleplay]#[ic:ladra]#howlofthewolf

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One night

Vesimir smiled and pulled up to the woman’s home. Stepping out of his car and toward the steps. They have been talking for a while and thay talking was starting to get heated. Now he could finally do something about all the pent up tension.

The black haired man knocked on the door and stood there waiting for the woman to answer, pushing his dark curls out of his face. A small smile still on his lips by time she would open the door for him.

@siiinfully

One-night stands weren’t bad, in her opinion. Sometimes, all she really needed was a good lay without any feelings or the possibility of commitment involved. And when she met Vesimir online, he seemed like that was what he wanted, too.

Giselle opened the door, smiling when she saw him there. “Hey,” she greeted, giving him a brief kiss on the lips. They both knew what he was there for, so she didn’t see any need for cheek kisses. It helped get her even more into the mood, anyway. “Can I get you a drink?” She held the door open for him before closing and locking it.

#[ic:young!vesimir]#siiinfully #[roleplay]

Vesimir smiled and kissed her back, a hand moving to her lower back, pulling her a bit closer. "A drink sounds good right now." He said in a soft but low voice. Damn she was even hotter in person. He strode into the house, looking around. "Nice place you have here." The black haired man said, glancing down at her.

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@schoolofthewitcher [ x ]:

The witcher looked at the Elven woman as she started to sit up in the small cot he made. He pulled her back down, looking at her. “Hey, I don’t mind sharing.” He joked and fixed the blanket so it covered them both. “Besides its freezing out there, I would hate such a beauty to be lost to the cold and rain.” He whispered, his scarred covered hand on her soft hip. “But I can move if you do not feel comfortable with it.” He said, his yellow eyes locked on hers.

“Oh. Alright.” Melian smiled a little and lay back down. It had been her fault that they’d lost her own cot and several of her supplies, so she thought not to invade Eskel’s space. “Thank you. You really don’t mind?” While other elves preferred privacy and personal space, she was different in the sense that she had none of the latter. So, when a tiny space opened up, she ended up snuggled next to him, her head tucked under his chin. “You’re so warm.”

#[ic:eskel]#siiinfully #[roleplay]

Eskel looked down at her and shook his head, his scarred hand on her hip rubbing it slightly. "No I do not mind." He mumbled softly and pulled her closer to him. "I hope the heat isn't bothering you too much." The witcher whispered, pulling the blanket over both of them.

Non tumblr gif starter 5F for my oc Habil

Grunts and moans were coming from Nicole, her face buried into the sheets while she laid on her stomach as Habil plunged into her from behind, hard. He was hitting her spot over and over again the more he slammed into her. "F-Fuck.."

The Elven witcher nodded and moaned as he continued to move inside of her, one hand moving between them so he could play with her sensitive bud. "You are so sexy." He mumbled and kissed her neck. "I could do this for days."

"Then what's stopping you...ahh!" She moaned before it got louder as he played with her clit. She rolled her hips against his, feeling herself becoming wetter the more he touched her.

#[roleplay]#nsfw #[ic:habil]

The Elven man looked down at the black haired woman as she moaned in the sheets. A small chuckle leaving his lips as he continued to move inside of her. His hands pulling her back roughly.

Non tumblr guf starter 5B for my oc Tarn

"You feel so good, Tarn.." Nicole moaned out as the man above her moved back and forth inside her gently. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands going onto his back as she held onto him.

The witcher moaned and gripped her hips tightly as he continued to move inside of the woman. His muscled, but scarred body pressed against hers as he forced himself deeper inside of her.

She let out a groan as he pushed even deeper, hitting her spot which caused her to gasp. "Oh, god." She moaned out, gripping his back. "Just like that."