idea for dagger!jaskier: he stirs his tea with them instead of a spoon. he has accidentally broken many many cups this way and it kinda drives geralt crazy but he'd be lying if he said he didnt find it attractive
Daggers were weapons. They were made for killing and maiming people. Geralt knew some noble families, such as the Pankratz family, presented daggers as tokens of engagement instead of rings. Those daggers had ornate hilts adorned with jewels and the blades were rarely sharp enough to cause any real damage. Such a dagger was currently held in Jaskier’s hand. Only this one was ornate and lethal. Geralt couldn’t allow his bard to be unarmed when there were people who wanted to hurt him. The blade was engraved with runes specially designed so that the weapon could only be wielded by Jaskier. If anyone else tried then the dagger would scorch their hand with a magical burn that could never be healed. Jaskier had demanded that the runes be amended to allow Geralt to touch the dagger. In fact he’d refused Geralt’s proposal until he’d promised to amend the enchantments. Jaskier was chattering away about his latest masterpiece but Geralt wasn’t listening. He couldn’t listen. He was too focus on Jaskier’s nimble fingers barely holding on to the pommel of his dagger as he stirred his tea with it. The honey must have been mixed in by now but Jaskier was still stirring, lazily and without a care in the world. The blade occasionally caught the edge of the cup with with a clack but so far the cup remained in one piece.
Geralt hummed as a response to some question. Jaskier drew the blade from his cup and Geralt watched as the liquid trickled down the flat steel and dripped onto Jaskier’s fingers. He swallowed and licked his lips. “Geralt?” Jaskier snapped his fingers on his other hand and Geralt’s met his gaze with a start.
“Yes?” He grumbled as he blinked a couple of times to refocus on Jaskier’s face.
“Are you even listening to me, my dear?” Jaskier was pouting and fuck that was almost as distracting as the dagger.
He grinned, letting his fangs show just enough to make Jaskier blush. “Not at all.”
