gods, hi everyone! so sorry for not updating in a while! i'm finally back at home and start a new job on friday, so life has been a teensy bit hectic. this is a part one of like... maybe three or four, so sorry if it's not super fleshed out yet. tho to be completely honest, i'm not quite sure if i really wanna continue this one. i was just like: woah florist!reader with rience could be interesting! sooo ig just lmk what you think? lol
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You look up from the flowers you're bundling on the shop counter as you hear someone stumble in, groaning in pain
You rarely get customers, so it's unusual for someone to come in so close to closing time, much less a man judging from the voice
You cautiously make your way over to the front of the shop, clutching the dagger in the pocket of your apron tightly when you see a man with long hair, hunched over with his face sizzling and bleeding
"Holy Melitele! Are you alright?"
You release your hold on the dagger to prop this man upright, wincing as you take in his features still aggravated from his newfound injuries
The stranger does his best to push your hands off of him, but you can tell he's incredibly weak at the moment
You shuffle him over to the wall so that you can lean him against it and you rush away to gather a bucket of cold water and clean rags
When you come back to him, bucket, rags, and a bottle of spirits your friends hadn’t finished, you make quick work of fixing him up to the best of your abilities
You hand him the bottle to drink from (to hopefully numb his pain) before putting a wet cloth against his face, barely dodging his flailing limbs as he screams in pain
"I know, I know," you reason, holding one of his hands with your free one, "the cold water should help to cool it for now. I'll call a healer over as soon as you're in a more stable condition."
"I don't... need a stupid healer..." He groans, his words barely comprehensible as his voice is hoarse from his yelling
"Yes, you do. I'm not a healer, so even though I'd love to help you by myself, that's not possible for me. So the faster we get this wound cleaned, the faster we'll see someone who can help. Melitele knows where we'll find a capable one in this part of Velen though..."
He doesn't respond to you anymore, his breaths labored, but steady as he passes out in your arms
Well, at least he won't be fighting back against the treatment anymore
When he comes to a day and a half later, you're both in the healer's hut
His head is pounding and his face burns, but he can smell the sterilzing serums seeped into the bandages wrapped around one side of his face
Though he can tell his wounds are somewhat cared for, he’s alert, body tensing and ready to fight his way out of wherever he is
And then he sees you, sitting in a chair on the other side of the room, head resting on your arms as you’re slumped forward on the desk, idly pinching the fire from a candle between your fingers
“Careful,” he starts, his voice raspy, “fire can be dangerous.”
Your eyes widen in surprise and you hurriedly turn your head to look at him
“You’re awake!” You carry the candle as you walk over to his side, the room partially illuminated by it in the night
You sit at the chair near his cot this time, taking in his features now that he’s conscious and they’re no longer contorted in pain
You introduce himself, but he doesn’t give you his name in return— it’s fine you suppose, maybe a bit rude, but you can’t blame him, someone hurt him badly; you’d have trust issues if half of your face were burnt too
“Well, there aren’t many healers in this part of Velen, but the one I brought you to was the best we could get you immediate treatment at. How are you feeling?”
“Like half of my face is burnt.” He rolls his eyes as he says it, but has the decency to be slightly ashamed at his behavior after you’ve gone out of your way to help him. “Well… even still, it’s better than what I felt before.”
You look at the bandages with sympathy before grabbing a glass of water and some herbs the healer left behind for him
You urge him to drink it in order to help speed up the healing process, and while he’s forcing himself to swallow the bitter herbs, you begin talking about yourself to fill in the silence: what you do at the shop he barged in on, what life is like in your part of town, the new pastry being sold at your favorite bakery, etc.
He doesn't want to be rude, but he really doesn't know how to respond to your genuine care and worry for him, much less casual conversation when he’s only used to giving threats— he trips over his words when he dodges answers to your questions about him, and he resists the urge to kick his legs when he finally sits up in the cot
You're a bit thrown off by his terseness, but you can tell by his sweeping and calculative gaze of the room that it's more out of nervousness and distrust rather than the actual desire to be rude
“Well then, the healer says you should probably stay out of trouble for a while.” You think to yourself that trouble is probably an understatement to whatever this man has been getting into. “So, if you don’t mind me asking, what are you going to do in the meantime?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
You roll your eyes. “Half of your face is burnt and incredibly susceptible to irritation and infection; clearly you shouldn’t be doing whatever you were doing earlier if it gave you injuries like this. So what will you do while you heal?”
He forces himself to stand up, his legs slightly wobbling as he does so
“I don’t have time to waste,” he grips the sides of the cot to stabilize himself, “I need to complete my mission. I have all the time in the world afterwards.”
“Mission?” Clearly there’s more to this man than meets the eye, but he quickly shoots down your inquiry
“Nothing to concern your pretty little head with. You should go back to your shop and forget you ever met me.”
“Oh, so you think I’m pretty?” Your voice has a teasing lilt to it, and you resist the urge to laugh at the way his brows furrow in displeasure
“You’re real cheeky, aren’t you? Cmon then,” he gestures to the door leading out of the healer’s place, “I’ll get you back to yours, and then you go back to that ordinary life of yours.”
As much as you’d like to quip back with a line akin to “well, what if I don’t want to have an ordinary life?” you can see from the man’s injuries that whatever life he’s leading is lethal
You're nothing special; you don't have much self-defense knowledge, you know basic first-aid but nothing advanced enough to take the position of a healer or mage, you're probably weaker than the people who frequent the tavern every night
You let out a little sigh in response, one that the man takes as approval as he grabs your arm and leads you out of the tent before standing still, realizing he has no idea how to get you back to your town
His chaos reserves are dwindled and he's not sure he's physically-able enough to cast anything anyways
"We can hitch a ride on one of the traveling carts for a handful of noble." You point to a group of salespeople standing near their horse-drawn carts.
The man nods at your idea and the two of you go to talk to the group
A deal is eventually made and the two of you are set to depart in two days, so in the meantime you set up shack at an inn nearby, sharing a room much to Rience's apprehension
He can't really complain though as he doesn't have any money on him and can only be thankful that you're willing to share a space with him
"So," you say, hopping onto your bed, looking at him sitting up in his own a few feet away from you, "what should I call you?"
"I can't—"
"Yeah, yeah," you wave your hand, "you can't give me your name because you're so mysterious and dangerous. So? Give me something to work with; an alias, a nickname, a petname...?"
You patiently wait for his response, your eyebrow raised
"You can call me..." his voice falters as he can't come up with anything till his eyes land on the candle lighting up the room. "Hot stuff."
"Hot stuff?" You resist the urge to roll your eyes. "Well you certainly were hot stuff based on those burns you have."
There's a pregnant pause as you process what you just said
"Oh, shit, I'm so sorry— that was actually insensitive of me—"
Your worried ramblings are cut off by a velvety laugh, surprising you
"No apologies needed."
Rience is taken by surprise at how little he actually cares about that quip
Usually he'd probably kill someone for making such a remark, but coming from you he can only be impressed by how you came up with that on the fly
Honestly though, it hurts to smile, but he can't help the way his lips quirk up when he's around you
That's why days later when you're finally back in front of your shop, he can't help to feel a little saddened
"Well," you say, rolling your shoulders in discomfort as you're no longer confined to the space of the cart, "just because you want me to return to my ordinary life doesn't mean you hafta be a stranger."
"What?"
"I mean," you fiddle with the bottom hem of your shirt. "Just because I'm not necessarily strong enough to travel with you or partake in your mission doesn't mean we can't stay in contact. My shop won't change, so you can like... visit or send letters if you want."
Rience weighs the pros and cons of it
While him staying in contact with you may put you in danger, he's pretty confident in his ability to protect you, and besides that he knows you're innocent— no reason for a pesky witcher and his child surprise to kill you should they find out you're associated with him
"Alright then."
Your head jerks up in surprise, no longer focused on them hem of your shirt as you look up at him in disbelief
"Wait, really?" You can't help the smile that graces your face
His small smile is the only affirmative you need to know you heard him correctly
"Oh. Well then, hot stuff,” you start with a smile. “Looks like my life won't be that ordinary after all."
- Rience doesn't say a word, and you notice his displeasure that he had to go with you. People stare, at you like you have someone by your side, who is constantly murdering people. (Yeah.. Well that's not true....a little bit maybe)
- If you ask him what he would like for dinner today, he shrugs. (great help) you make him suggestions, when in the middle of the conversation, he goes to the odds and ends tables and bored looking around in them.
- You put some candy in the shopping cart and get Rience, to tell you how unhealthy this stuff is. You'll also get to hear that you've been a bit fatter lately. (you grab the candy, away again)
- He won't help you unpack at the checkout. (Why not, you wanted to go shopping) You can pay, too, because most of what you buy he didn't even want.
- At the checkout, he took some peppermint chewing gum and put it on YOUR purchase. You should have that kind of money.
𝐸𝓈𝓀𝑒𝓁:
- Eskel only agreed because he needed a break from the others. You know that, but you're glad, you don't have to do the shopping alone today.
- He just throws everything in the shopping cart, whether he wants to eat it, or not. (seen and picked up)
- At the meat counter, he really throws in, so much, that it would last for the whole winter. You draw his attention to this and immediately get an announcement, that men require meat. (Clear)
- Eskel is now pushing the heavy shopping cart, and you are really excited, that he is so helpful. But you would like to sink into the ground, when you see how he just runs over others, or pushes away other shopping carts. (god why?)
- At the checkout, you both make a silly face, at the same time, because it costs so much, and you don't have that much money with you. When you said you're bringing back all the meat, you got straight to the next lecture, about meat being good for men.
𝒢𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁𝓉:
- You like to go shopping with Geralt, he doesn't talk much, sometimes you even feel that he's talking to the groceries, but you don't mind.
- If you ask Geralt to eat, he just says Hmm. Shall we eat noodles today? Hmm, or how about beef? Hmm (yes, wonderful, he just knows , that whatever you want to cook tastes good! (Right?)
- He packs a lot of herbs (fresh and dry) and you think for a moment that their home actually had enough. But when you ask him about it, he just says you can never have enough herbs.
- He pays at the checkout, but still buys gummy bears, chips, beer... a lot of beer has ended up in the shopping cart. But that didn't bother you because, you know that Geralt always pays. (always like)
𝒞𝒶𝒽𝒾𝓇:
- God, you hate it when he comes with you. (You avoid it as best you can, but unfortunately, it keeps coming up) you are NOT allowed to decide anything in the few minutes.
- He packs a lot of fruits and vegetables, asks you what you would like. Strawberries, why not, you haven't had them, for a long time. You watch him lift some bowls and examine them. None of them, end up in the shopping cart. (Yeah, thanks for that)
- When he meets someone he knew well, it usually ends in a long conversation. That's exactly what you hate, why couldn't this man, not be like Rience, just not talk.
- Before you reach the cash register, you walk past the sweets, you actually wanted popcorn today. (you grab the bag) Cahir turns to you and looks at you in dismay. (you put the bag down again when he told you he's going to work out, with you if you want to eat it, no thanks)
- You share the cost of the purchase, even if you didn't actually have anything to do with it. (Please let Cahir catch, a sniffles next time)
𝒥𝒶𝓈𝓀𝒾𝑒𝓇:
- You love to go shopping with Jaskier, this is the best time. He talks a lot, and you have a great chat. Unfortunately, the two of you often argue about what you wanted to eat.
- Not a single vegetable goes into the car (this will be worse, with the other boys) but lots of sweets that you both, want to eat tonight at a movie.
- It's always the same with you both, you have your shopping list, but you never look at it. So, your shopping cart fills up with loads of junk, but you forgot what you need.
- At the checkout, you get a fit of laughter, because you didn't expect it to be so much. (It didn't look like much) You put the money together, and you start opening the sweets outside the shopping mall. ( the best day ever)
hii (again lmao) could i request a headcanons with the witcher boys and how they would comfort you after you´ve had a terrible nightmare (like comfort/fluff) (especialy for cahir maybe :O)
that would be great thanks :D
ps.: the last fic was amazing btw >.<
Hi there,
I would like to thank you for a moment, and I think it's great how many ideas you have.
To be honest, I'm not sure if it turned out headcanon, because it turned out to be more than, I thought, it would be. So I only picked four characters that I thought could be super cute.
Hope you enjoy
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You tossed and turned in your sleep for a few minutes, when you woke up with a start, you immediately saw Cahir's attentive face. "It was just a dream," he said, taking your face in his hand. You glimpse your dream "It was so real" you said and noticed, how Cahir came closer and kissed you. "I'm here and as long as I'm here, no one can harm you," he whispered and lay down next to you. "I'll fall asleep, and I'm sure I'll dream about it again," you said, placing a hand on his chest. Cahir put his arm around you "Then dream that I am there and evil will not dare, to haunt you in your sleep" He kissed your forehead and played with your hair "I will stay awake, until I know that you are in a peaceful sleep" these words calm you down, you notice his closeness, his tenderness, and it doesn't take long until you fall asleep again. You will never know, that he watches over your sleep all night.
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You wake up from your dream with a racing heart and realize that the bed next to you is empty. Rience wasn't lying next to you anymore. You looked around the room, when you see him sitting on a chair next to you, he had been watching you, now that you are awake he got up, he had dressed. "I will eliminate what bothers you" he said in a calm and tender tone. You couldn't help but grin, and he gave you a questioning look. "Can you protect me from myself too?" you asked and saw his attitude change. "If you tell me how, then I'll try it" he said and lay down next to you, hugging you with his arms and resting his forehead on your temple, "Tell me about it" he said quietly in your ear. Before you both go back to sleep, you were able to tell Rience, all your doubts and explain your dream, even if Rience didn't really say anything about it, your life was getting a little easier, and you couldn't help it, but you felt that Rience was had fingers in the pie.
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When you wake up with a scream, you startle again when next to you, Jaskier also starts screaming. He put a hand on the side of his heart and yelled "don't do that to me" you looked at him a little confused, "sorry sweetheart, I was having an absolute nightmare." You saw how jaskier looked around the room and swallowed. "Okay, thought, we would be attacked" he turned slightly to you and looked at you. "May I tell you about it?" He gave you a quick look as if he had seen a monster then he nodded as you started saying a monster was chasing you in the dream, he hissed loudly. "God, stop it... it was just a dream, come here," he said, hugged you, and you lay back on the pillows. You thought it was so funny that you briefly tell, what the monster looked like, before he put his hand over your mouth to silence you. "Sleep Sweetie, Please"
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When you wake up, sweating and your hair disheveled, Lambert is lying quietly next to you, snoring. The dream kept coming back into your head and frightening you, so much that you tried to wake Lambert. It took a long time but when it came true he looked at you questioningly and patted your face "What's wrong?" he asked, and you were very pleased with the question. Lambert loved to laugh and crack jokes, but when it came to standing by your side, he was a rock and no one would dare hurt you. Also, there was something about him, that calmed you down, and he always knew the right words, just like now when you told him about the nightmare, and although he smirked, he managed to calm you down. You were allowed to fall asleep again, on his chest, and before you fall into a peaceful sleep, he had long since fallen asleep again.
- You have really good cards in your hand, what you are missing now is a queen. The last card just had to be dealt. But before that happened, Filavandrel had doubled his bet.
- You are unsure and look him straight in the eye. But he just raised his eyebrows and sipped his wine. What are you doing, friend? He ask.
- You didn't know, try to read his eyes. He had his cards face down on the table. His smile widened. You had a chance, you just need the Queen.
- You double his bet again. He bit back his laughter and doubled down. Shit you thought, but your face was serious, maybe he'll buckle.
- He just grinned and hove all his gold into the middle: All in he said. You started sweating, but you were so sure that luck was on your side and you went with it
- He turned over the next card, a two of hearts. Yes, oh shit... your cards have no value. You both turn over your cards and he started laughing while shuffling his gold.
- He had a straight flush before the last card was turned over. You sit back with a groan, certain you'll never play with him again.
Istredd:
- He's been sitting there watching you the whole time. God why did you even jump on that bet...sleeping with him when you lose? God no, you have to win!
- He smiled and licked his lips, you just raised your bet because you have two aces in your hand, just one more please.
- The first card was a jack of spades, but you were sure he had nothing. He added his gold to the heap in the middle. And turned over the next card. Jackpot Ace of Hearts. Thanks God
- The whole situation was so uncomfortable for you that you quickly went all in. He raised an eyebrow and grinned. He didn't call and fold.
- You said you won, but he clicks his tongue and says: Oh no, only when one of us has lost everything. You actually wanted to get up, but sit down again. Shit
- He looked at you as you shuffled the cards and licked his lips again. Whether you like it or not, you have to play to the end and hope you win.
Vesemir:
- You sit opposite the old man and think about what he might be holding in his hand. You try to ignore his side teasing.
- You're slow as a donkey, come on. he said when you were about to call his increased bet. Not so cheeky old man you said.
- Old man? I'll show you what an old man can do. he screamed and slammed his hand on the table. You startle and read off your gold coins, they rolled all over the table
- At the sight of you, Vesemir started laughing out loud and turned over the next card. Only one game, you're only going to play a game with him, you knew that by now.
- With every new card he would Ah, Oh or Uh and you couldn't tell if he really had something good or not.
- Lambert came over and stood behind the old man. Lambert confused you even more, he stood behind Vesemir and looked at his cards. He nodded and raised an eyebrow when he looked at you. Thanks for that
- The next card that was turned over, Vesemir immediately yelled all in and Lambert laughed and slapped him on the shoulder as if Vesemir had won.
- You don't call because you've already lost too much gold to Vesemir and you're pissed off when he turns over his cards and has nothing. I won again, he said and took the gold from the middle of the table. Never again....
Geralt:
- Gumbles to himself all the time. When you move, when you have a drink, when you turn over a card, or when you scratch your chin
- Always asks you what you have in your hand and you don't know why, but in some rounds you tell him after a hand movement from him.
- You really didn't feel like playing with him anymore because he cheated. and when you said that to him, He stood up and glared at you. Sit down, I'll keep playing, you said then
- He was drinking his wine when you went all in. You had such good cards that you were sure Geralt had nothing. Even if you couldn't read his facial expressions.
- He swallowed loudly and went with you. Yes, well, you thought and put your cards on the table. You have a straight and had to laugh when you saw his cards. he had three of a kind, two of spades, two of hearts and two of clubs
- He grumbled and leaned back in his chair, his expression growing angrier at hearing you laugh so much.
- He made a hand draw and you and your cards flew off the table. You hit the ground hard and watched him leave the room
- you make a relieved face and collect your cards, some had flown so far and others were hard to find. you needed almost the whole day for it
Cahir:
- He looks at your crumpled cards and chuckles. Yes, if he knew.... you just thought and put gold on the table.
- You try to see the reflections of his cards in his blue eyes, but somehow it doesn't work properly
- He cleared his throat and took the jug from the table to pour himself some wine, he lifted the jug and looked at you questioningly. you shake your head
- He raised his bet and waited to see what you would do, but you couldn't take your eyes off his face.
- do I have something on my face? he asked, wiping his cheek. you shake your head again. He looked at you and smiled, he nodded at the table to get your attention back on the game.
- You called even though you didn't really get what cards were on the table. Your gaze turned to him again.
- How could someone look so handsome and elegant? he laughed again as he looked at you.
- You lose every game because you just can't concentrate. You didn't even realize your gold was gone, but he had such fun that he kept playing with you.
Rience:
- You had actually just shuffled your cards and Rience came out of the shadows and sat across from you
- You were uncomfortable with the thought, but you laid your cards on the table and watched him raise his cards and raise an eyebrow
- He glared at you and threw the cards back at you. Ok just mix again. you thought and repeated it, he watched you closely.
- He just sat there and didn't bother to look at his cards. So you thought you'd just start. You had the Jack of Hearts and the Nine of Clubs.
- You say you raise and are about to put gold on the table when your cards burst into flames. You drop them loose and stare at him
- He got up and yanked you off the chair by your clothes. His lips met yours. When he broke up with you he said I've been in prison for 10 years and I don't feel like playing cards
- Well, they were your last cards and you would have to buy new ones anyway and before you get bored you accept his offer.
When the Witcher boys, have to drive with the Bus!
Coen and Lambert:
Sitting next to each other in the middle of the Bus, telling jokes and laughing loud enough for all to hear. They don't care if they annoy others.
Rience:
Sits all the way back and has his feet on the seat next to him, so no one can sit next to him. Has airpods in his ears and the music loud, so he doesn't have to hear anyone either. Torches the curtains of the bus, out of boredom.
Vilgefortz:
Complains about the dirt and sits in the other corner, with Rience. He studies the other men on the bus and was disgusted, by their behavior. He crossed his legs and tried to contact Rience.
Eskel:
Is in a bad mood and throws his peanuts all over the bus. Happy that everyone, got stuck in Lamberts hair. He complains that they aren't here yet, and it's every five minutes.
Jaskier:
Sing down the whole bus. He tries to sing louder, so that his voice drowns out the others. Choked, when a peanut flew into his mouth and was angry at so much resentment.
Cahir:
Proudly strides through the benches and seeks a place, where he can be alone. He looks out the window and enjoys the world passing by. Groaned loudly, as Vesemir sat down next to him.
Vesemir:
Sit down, with legs spread wide and his arms crossed. Laughs here and there at his witcher children. Catch peanuts, out of the air here and there and throw them back to Eskel. Laughed out loud, as he caught Eskel's eye with one.
Dara:
Sits in front of Rience, but decides against it, when he See His angry face and decides to sit behind Lambert. He tried to take some peanuts out of his hair. Got pick-up lines from Lambert and everyone laughed, he tries to make himself as small as possible.
Geralt:
Stands because he didn't feel like sitting down. He also wanted to keep an overview and interfered in almost every conversation. Hit Eskel on the head when a peanut caught his temple. Grumbling to himself when Jaskier tried to engage him in conversation.
Stregobor:
Sits down in front of Vilgefortz and started an argumentative conversation. Tried to draw the other magician out of his reserve, but couldn't. He conjured up food and began to picnic.
Warning: erotic, fanfic, s*x scene, long story to read.
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You were insipid, 'cause nothing you could do is sit in that barren bar waiting for your girlfriend. It took her a particularly long time today, and you've been about to just leave several times. But you decided not to do it. You were sure that you would really tell your girlfriend what you think. If she forgot again that you wanted to meet.
Whenever the bar door opened, you looked full of expectation. However, you keep slipping back into the bank disappointed. She probably met some man like that again. Sometimes you envy her, that she really could have anyone she wanted. Your last time with a man was really a long time ago. Just as you grabbed your jacket and were about to leave the pub, the door opened. You sit back down and hope it's your girlfriend, this was her last chance.
But it wasn't her. An elegant, slender man, with medium length black hair, walked into the pub. His face was half burned, but somehow, it made him look more attractive. He looked around with his eyes, you couldn't see their color from here. But when his eyes met you, you got goosebumps. The corner of his mouth turned up briefly before continuing to search the pub. Who is he looking for? You thought so and looked around too.
A man with blond hair sat in the corner at a table and talked. Your gaze stayed on him, wow, you had no idea why you hadn't noticed him before. The man at the door cleared his throat, and your eyes immediately returned to him. He, too, looked at the man at the table, who now got up and walked over to him. That's fascinating, you thought.
What did the two men have in common? One was obviously a knight, fine shining armor and a sword at his side. The other in an ornate coat, a fine yellow blouse, he gave the shady impression. You watch as the knight greeted the other, nodded, and then disappeared up the stairs to the guest rooms. The other had waited briefly and then followed him. You couldn't do anything else after a long wait and the decision that your girlfriend wouldn't come anymore. Did you want to follow the two, just take a look, you thought?
Your heart is racing, you feel like you're doing something forbidden. But actually, you were just someone who had rented a guest room. What are you going to do when they both saw you and none of the rooms were open for you to pretend. When you reached the last step, you stopped abruptly. The two men stood in front of a door, but very close to each other and kissed. You felt the blush shoot up in your head.
The man wanted to move away from the others and you saw the blond man bit the man's lower lip and smile at him. He didn't let go and still hugged him. "What's the matter, Rience, so dismissive today?" he asked. Rience that was the name of the black haired man, you thought the name was really fitting for him. "If I were dismissive, I certainly wouldn't be here, Cahir," Rience whispered, biting Cahir's neck. You wanted to leave, but you just couldn't turn away from the scene. She was just too erotic and you felt the tingling in your stomach.
The man named Cahir groaned slightly and closed his eyes, when he opened them again he looked at you. Shit. "Oh, we have spectators," he said, pushing Rience away from him, slowly walking towards you. You wanted to run away, and as quickly as possible, but you're rooted to the spot. When he stood in front of you, you couldn't even breathe. He reached up and stroked your cheek as he studied your face.
"Take her with you," Rience said, opening the door. "She's cute, that's right," Cahir said, taking your hand to pull you with him. Holy shit, what's going on here? But even before you could face the situation and tell them that you really have to go now, you were already in the guest room. Cahir let go of your hand and cupped your face in both hands before you realized what was happening, his lips were on yours and he was kissing you uncontrollably. Something in you didn't want this, but there was also the other side that really wanted it. You noticed how warm you got and it excited you more and more. Rience closed the door behind him. Now you were alone, three of you.
He pulled away from you and you took in deep breaths as much as you dare. "I think she likes it," Rience said, coming over to you. For a brief moment you had looked around the small room, there was a bed, a table and a chair, that's all you noticed, because Rience grabbed your waist and hugged you, close to him. You noticed his excitement through the clothes and you didn't believe that you could blush even more. Rience began to take off your jacket with one hand and with the other he stroked and pinched your bottom.
You decided to stop thinking about how wrong this all was. And just want to kiss that man and undress him. Your lips met his and you both started undressing each other, but you didn't get very far. "Would be nice if you guys don't lock me out and help me out of this armor, it's getting awkward," Cahir said, pointing to his loins. You and Rience approached Cahir at the same time and you helped him out of his armor, accompanied by many exchanged kisses, but you liked it best when you could watch the two of them doing it.
When the armor was finally off his body, he turned to Rience and they both began kissing, caressing and undressing each other. As red as you were, you wouldn't notice it anymore if you got red. You were so aroused by the two naked bodies that you could hardly stand them ignoring you. They were so close that their limbs touched and both clearly enjoyed that there was someone watching.
Rience was turned around by Cahir and now stood with both hands on your shoulders, legs apart. You looked at him startled and grabbed his arms. Rience looked deep into your eyes and grinned at you, enjoying it. As Cahir approached him from behind and inserted his member into him. Both men groaned. You had never seen it this close and you really wanted them to engage with you. But you were still dressed. Your gaze must have shown Rience what you were thinking because he took off your shirt and kissed you greedily. Cahir had his head on Rience's shoulders and was moaning in pleasure.
You read Rience's lips and now kissed Cahir. Rience's warm breath caressed your neck as he was about to undo your pants. You didn't know how, but when you finally got naked and Cahir let go of Rience. You were between them, Rience kissed you and Cahir stroked your back, kissing here and there on your skin. Likewise, you moaned as Cahir's hand caressed your femininity.
You wanted it now and you knew you had to make it clear. You grabbed Rience's cock and got an immediate response in the form of a moan. Rience grabbed your shoulder and backed up to the bed. He lay down on it and looked at you, Cahir didn't let go of you and you didn't know how, but you wanted both.
You sat down on Rience and inserted his aroused cock, it filled you immediately and you couldn't stop moaning. You turn to Cahir who was standing there surveying the scene. He obviously liked it, you were uncomfortable with it, but you didn't give a shit at the moment. Rience sat up and held out a hand to him. Cahir grinned and took it. You notice how Cahir came closer and closer to you from behind and suddenly you felt his cock slowly splitting into your anus.
You liked it, you've never had two men in your life and then, they looked so good too! Furthermore, you really are the girl who gets ignored. Moreover, you are the girl who got the ugly, fat, unkempt or old men you didn't want. But you realized that the two wanted you and how you realized that. You didn't even change positions. You exchanged kisses and moaned into each other's necks.
It didn't take long for you to reach your peak. Both men kissed you before breaking away from you and turning to the other. You watched them, wanting to see the two men pleasure each other, but Rience looked at you and raised an eyebrow. "You can go," he said simply, before turning back to Cahir Lips, who was grinning. Okay, you thought, picking up your clothes from the floor. While getting dressed, you saw how Rience slowly kissed Cahir's chest down.
When you left the room and closed the door behind you, you breathe heavily in and out. What the hell was that just now? You decide to go back to the taproom and order a beer. As you saw your girlfriend sitting at the table. She'll never believe you, you knew that.
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Jaskier sat on his bed, his head bowed, gazing at his Open Hand. He stroked his scar on his index finger, with his other hand, and took a deep breath. Rience stood close to him, hands on his hips, watching Jaskier do it. He wanted to say something, but didn't. He squatted down and took Jaskier's hand and kissed the scar.
"You did this to me," Jaskier said quietly
Rience met Jaskier's round blue eyes and just nodded, then sat down close to him, cupped a hand around Jaskier's head and hugged him to his chest. Jaskier could hear his heartbeat, he knew that, and he hoped, it would tell him, how sorry he was, somehow. Rience stroked his hair affectionately.
"It's not so bad anymore because, I know it's mine now," Jaskier said softly.
Rience took a short breath before kissing Jaskier's hair. There were days, when Rience was as calm as a mouse, he didn't say anything but showed his sympathy by hugging the other person. He took Jaskier's head in both hands to look at him. The bard looked shattered, it gave him a slight pang in the heart, especially today, when everyone should love each other. Rience kissed Jaskier on the lips, gently and lovingly, before saying,
