I Can’t Fight This Feeling Any Longer by BentWingedSnitch
rating NC-17 / wc 2558 / notes smut, pov jaskier
His voice is so ridiculously confident. “Because then there would be no one around to sing of your conquests.”
“My conquests?” Geralt questions as Jaskier’s hands comb out the soot and blood, roughly but not with any intended hurt.
“The Sylvan, the manticore, the shtriga… the women,” Jaskier’s nails scrape against his scalp. Geralt feels a gush of breath rush across the side of his face, “Is it just women though, Geralt of Rivia?”















