An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Eskel/Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg
Characters: Eskel (The Witcher), Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg
Additional Tags: Bondage, Sub Eskel (The Witcher), Gentle Dom Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg, Penis In Vagina Sex, Praise Kink, Aftercare, Dom/sub, Developing Relationship, Blindfolds, Not Canon Compliant, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot
Series: Part 22 of Witcher Kinktober 2022
Summary:
Kinktober Day 22: Bondage
Eskel needs help grounding himself. He turns to Yennefer for help.
Day 22 Joke: Sure, I drink brake fluid. But I can stop anytime!
The Witcher fandom got me back to writing and as I’ve now produced a decent amount of fic, my dearest friends ( @firefly-party and @hallistarling ) told me it’s time I made one of these myself, so here you go! (The beautiful header is also their work <3 <3 <3 )
GERASKIER FICS
The (White) Wolf's Appetite (rated E) - my first fic I wrote after 5 years of writing NOTHING!
After another tiring and annoying day of hunting down monsters, Geralt only wants to do one thing. Jaskier, of course. His friend isn't so eager to please, though. Obligatory bathtub sex ensues eventually, though.
Heavy In Your Arms (rated M) - first installment of the Blind Is The Beast seriesGeralt's last contract before retreating to Kaer Morhen for winter goes horribly wrong.
Now Mr. "I don't need anybody" has to rely on other people's help and has a hard time adjusting.
Bedroom Hymns (rated E) - second part of the Blind Is The Beast series
Geralt brings Jaskier with him to Kaer Morhen for winter - more out of necessity than his own will. But inviting the bard over turns out to be the best decision Geralt has made in a long time.
I Promise You I'm Not Broken (rated E) - my first chaptered fic!
A modern college AU!
Jaskier is an art student, who moves across the Continent to run away from his troubled past (and also his parents) and start a new life.
Geralt is a librarian at the university (at least during the day) and he immediately draws Jaskier's attention, as soon as he steps through the library's door.
Very Late At Night When Cities Turn Into Forests Again (rated E) - my almost done current WIP, modern with magic AU!
A modern-day witcher in a world where people stopped believing in magic and monsters is trying to do his laundry in peace. He won't have that wish granted, though. It seems, unfortunately, that an annoying laundry companion will be the least of Geralt's problems.
JASKEL FICS
Help Me Unwind (rated E) - another gift for my lovely Kei!!
Jaskier works as the head of accounting in a major corporation. With a fusion coming up, he has way more work than usual, so every weekend he ventures out to the city to unwind. A kind, handsome stranger he meets at the bar is more than willing to help with releasing the tension.
Would You Tell Me If You Wanted My Love? (rated E) - my LONGEST fic so far!! Already completed (and full of pining and misunderstandings)!
A modern AU meet-cute, about two kind souls looking for love and intimacy in a harsh world. Everything would be nice and easy, if only they could talk about their needs and feelings, instead of jumping to conclusions and making themselves miserable. Good thing, there are smart people (and a smart-ass six years old!) around to finally help them find the things they both crave.
There Is Peace Even In The Storm (rated E) - Jaskier is afraid of thunderstorms. He doesn't know Eskel that good, but he's the only familiar face on the whole campus, so he turns to him for comfort and safety.
Don't Wake The Sleeping Dragon (rated E) - my Secret Santa gift for Kei for the Merry Witchermas Rarepair Event!
Contrary to his husband, Eskel is a massive fan of body modifications, having almost half of his body covered with tattoos and piercings.
Jaskier holds his hand during yet another piercing appointment, not knowing the severe consequences of Eskel's decision for them both.
Welcome To My Table, Bring Your Hunger (rated E) - NOW FINISHED!
Modern AU! Jaskier is a top notch, exclusive sex worker, mostly serving CEOs and middle-aged businessmen. He quickly makes a name for himself and earns good money, but is bored out of his mind with his clients' mediocre requests. One night he serves a man unlike any of the clients he's had before - the encounter awakens a long lost spark in him.
Only If For A Night (rated E) - written for the Rarepair Bingo, prompt "they've had a few drinks"
Modern AU! Eskel is a private driver for a very famous and very successful fashion designer. Having seen the more private side of his boss, he eventually develops feelings for him. One night of drunken confessions can bring a massive change to their professional relationship.
Marry Me Once, Marry Me Twice, Marry Me Six Times (rated M) - also written for the Rarepair Bingo, prompt "getting engaged"
A modern AU, 5+1 fic! Five times Jaskier has proposed to Eskel (more or less as a joke) and the one time Eskel has proposed to Jaskier (for real).
WITCHERSEXUAL JASKIER FICS
Promises In Silk And Lace (rated E) - Jaskier/Lambert/Eskel for the Rarepair Bingo, prompt was "lingerie"
It's Yule, so Jaskier has prepared a very special present for his Witcher boyfriends. That special present being him, of course!
Too Much Is Never Enough (rated E) - Jaskier/Geralt/Eskel in my third part of Blind Is the Beast series
Jaskier enjoys his first winter in Kaer Morhen, especially the nights when he and Geralt are tangled together in Geralt's sheets.
But then another Witcher joins them for the winter and things get interesting very quickly.
There Is No Sweeter Innocence Than Our Gentle Sin (rated E) - a Secret Santa gift for CousinCecily for the Witcher Writers event on twt!
Jaskier wakes up naked in bed with two cuties but, to his surprise, neither of them are Geralt. What happened last night exactly?
DISASTER HUSBANDS (aka LAMBDEN) FICS
A Lick Of The Lips And A Grab On Your Hips (rated E) - A modern AU one-shot, set in the Bring Your Hunger - verse. A sort-of meet cute, involving awkward flirting, car sex and Aiden being a smug little shit.
My Bark Is Your Bite (rated E) - next installment also set in the Bring Your Hunger - verse, but still can be read as a one shot
Lambert is one jealous bastard, so he decides to teach Aiden a lesson. Too bad Aiden is one kinky bastard, so the lesson ends up being something completely different than planned.
RAREPAIR FICS
Great Escape (rated G) - Ciri/Cahir for the Rarepair Bingo, prompt was "surprises"
Ciri hates birthdays. Cahir is determined to change that.
The Goat Is Part Of The Family (rated T) - Ciri/Cahir for the Rarepair Bingo, prompt was "meet the family"
Ciri and Cahir are newly engaged, so it's time for the guy to meet her family. He quickly learns Ciri's family is unlike any other. And there's also a goat.
So Good At Being In Trouble (rated M) - Geralt/Regis for the Rarepair Bingo, prompt "touching under the table in public"
Long-term husbands Geralt and Regis are so in love, they can't keep their hands off of each other, even at an important meeting.
Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time (rated E) - Eskel/Yennefer for the Rarepair Bingo, prompt "Gwent"
Just two workmates playing Gwent after closing the bar for the night. Things get heated and escalate quickly once it turns out Yennefer is a way better player than Eskel, who loves this game more than anything.
I'll Take The Smooth With The Rough (rated E) - Eskel/Yennefer for the Rarepair Bingo, prompt was "forced orgasm"
Eskel joins Yennefer at the annual charity gala. He also agrees to her cunning plan to make the evening more entertaining for them both.
My Body Is My Weapon, So I Keep It Loaded (rated E) - Eskel/Geralt for the Rarepair Bingo, prompt was "belly bulge"
On his way to Kaer Morhen for winter, Eskel gets cursed by some faes, making his cock too big for any partner to handle. He turns to Geralt for aid, and Geralt is more than willing to lend him a helping hand (and more!)
In Your Heart Is My Home (rated M) - Eskel/Geralt, a fix-it fic, written after that episode in S2 that we do not talk about.
Geralt feels at home in Kaer Morhen. But there's one more place he feels the most at home, the place being his brother's arms.
Prompt: Forced Orgasm
Relationships: Eskel/Yennefer of Vengerberg
Rating: E
Content Warnings: Semi-Public Sex, Forced Orgasm, Vibrators, Power Play, Dom/sub Undertones
Content Summary: Eskel joins Yennefer at the annual charity gala. He also agrees to her cunning plan to make the evening more entertaining for them both.
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There were only a few things that Eskel really regretted in life. One of them was definitely agreeing to whatever crazy idea Yennefer had without hearing her out first.
The annual charity gala was coming up and Yennefer, being a generous sponsor of the case in question, was invited to a chamber concert at the local opera.
“I’m always bored at such events,” she purred in Eskel’s ear while he was trying to read his book. “Thought bringing you along could spice up the performance for me a little.” A quick bite to his earlobe was indication enough as to what kind of entertainment Yen was up for.
Eskel agreed to whatever she had planned. He expected them to sneak out mid-performance for a quick bathroom fuck or maybe a hasty handjob at the back of the dark foyer. He didn’t expect the remote controlled vibrator now nestled between his ass cheeks as he waited for Yen to arrive at the venue.
He was wearing a burgundy suit, perfectly tailored to hug his broad frame. His hair was slicked back with pomade and tied in a man bun. He didn’t wear a tie, though, opting for two opened buttons at the top of his shirt instead.
The weight of the small vibrator inside of him gave him a delightful feeling of being full and the idea of being pleasured in a public place made his skin feel too tight.
It was the remote that was solely under Yennefer’s control that made him more anxious than excited.
And then she arrived, all elegant and lean and sexy. Her hair was let loose, black waves of thick locks falling onto her bare shoulders. She swapped her usual black choker for a wide luxurious necklace adorned with Swarovski crystals, matching her shimmering black dress perfectly. The dress hugged her lean frame tightly, leaving almost no space for imagination, the short front showcasing her legs, the back finished with a long train. She didn’t bother to wear a coat or a jacket, save for a silk scarf draped loose on her forearms.
She locked eyes with him, standing at the other end of the corridor, and reached into her purse with a smirk. A jolt of pleasure wandered along Eskel’s spine as he felt the device in him turn to life. He had to fake a cough to cover the needy moan that almost left his lips.
Yennefer approached him with a mischievous smile and kissed his cheek. “You look so dapper, darling. Would be a shame if something ruined that elegant bearing of yours.” Then the vibrations inside him stopped.
“I’m not gonna survive this,” he whispered into Yen’s ear, brushing her long black hair away.
“It’s for charity,” she smiled cunningly and squeezed his shoulder. “I’m sure you can endure a two-hours long opera performance.”
“You know damn well what I’m talking about,” he replied through gritted teeth, snaking an arm around her waist.
Yennefer only laughed, then pressed a quick kiss to his neck and whispered, “I’m more than ready to test your limits. Shall we?” She hooked her arm around his elbow and led him to the concert hall.
*****
They were ushered to their seats in one of the back rows to watch the opera. Ten minutes into the performance, Eskel felt the vibrations again and he was more than grateful that the hall was almost completely dark, all lights focused on the stage and the artists there. He shifted awkwardly in his seat, exhaling deeply, looking daggers at Yennefer - how come he agreed to this? Yen kept looking forward, gaze focused, watching the woman on stage perform an especially emotional part of an aria. She seemed absolutely unfazed by Eskel squirming in his seat, save for a slight cunning smile dancing at the edge of her lips.
She reached into her purse again and a second later another, stronger jolt of pleasure shook Eskel’s frame. He huffed, feeling the vibrations sending waves of arousal straight to his cock. His hands gripped the armrests firmly as he tried to steady his breath and not let the bulge in his pants grow. Yen leaned towards him with a worried expression. “Are you okay, darling? You look unwell,” she cooed into his ear.
Eskel couldn’t reply, too afraid he’d moan as soon as he’d opened his mouth. Instead he closed his eyes, locked his jaw and dug his fingers into Yennfer’s thigh. A quiet mischievous laugh left her lips, as another series of vibrations ran through Eskel’s body. He already felt hot, too aroused for his own good, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. The device inside him felt so good, hitting all the right spots, sending waves of desire straight towards his already strained cock. Squirming in his seat, grabbing onto Yen’s leg for dear life, made him feel embarrassed, dirty, but at the same time the perspective of getting caught or being seen made his blood boil with excitement.
Yennefer turned to face him, then grabbed his hand that held her thigh in a steel grip and slid it further up her leg. She locked eyes with him as she slowly guided his hand under the hem of her dress, so that he could get a feel of her bare flesh. She wasn’t wearing any underwear, of course. The moment he touched her and felt her already wet with slick, she raised a brow at him and clicked another button on her remote. Eskel’s hips bucked up involuntarily and he ended up biting into his fist to muffle the obscene whine that left his lips.
A few moments before the intermission started, Eskel grabbed Yennefer’s hand and jolted out of the hall, dragging her along. He moved fast towards the bathrooms, his feet eating the ground, absolutely disregarding the sound of Yennefer’s high heels trotting hastily behind him.
As soon as he closed the ladies’ room door behind them, he grabbed her neck, hard, pushing her mouth towards his and kissing her wildly, like a feral animal. She slumped in his arms at the sensation but only for a second, quickly coming to her wit and kissing him back with equal fierceness. And then the vibrator shook Eskel to the core again.
“You’re a fucking witch,” he growled against her mouth, pressing his whole body to her little frame. “You want me to spend another hour squirming in my seat like this?!”
“I’ll leave you alone as soon as you come,” she whispered softly against his cheek, but Eskel felt as if she’d held a knife to his throat. “Do you want to come for me, my love?” she pushed him gently against the wall and started fumbling with his belt, making Eskel immediately feel weak in his knees.
His ears were filled with the sound of his quickly beating heart and the buzzing of the vibrator inside of him. “Yen, please,” was all he could manage.
“‘Please stop’ or 'please more’?” she asked, already sliding one hand down his pants to palm at his erection. “You have to be more specific, darling.”
Eskel inhaled sharply, throwing his head back, the amount of pleasurable sensations too many to handle. His skin was hot, his mind dazed and on fire, the spiking arousal making him feel dizzy and weak. He succumbed to Yennefer’s touch, his hips bucking with every gentle caress against his crotch. “Fuck, Yennefer,” he whispered her name like a curse and tumbled with her into one of the empty stalls, quickly locking the door behind them.
And then Yennefer’s hands were all over him, caressing his abs under the untucked shirt, grabbing and squeezing at his hard cock. She turned him around to face the wall and he instinctively bucked his hips towards her, only to feel the vibrator pulsating stronger inside him. Yen pressed her cheek to his back, her one hand still tucked inside his boxers, working him firmly and in rhythm with the device nestled deep within him. “Come for me, darling,” her voice was hot and soft in his ear.
Another jolt of pleasure, another pulse of arousal shot through him and his hips stuttered as he gasped and writhed under her touch. “Yen, please, I can’t…” he pleaded, voice small and shaking. But her grip was unforgiving, stroking him steadily, disregarding his stifled gasps and moans. “We’re in public, I can’t possibly… Ah!”
“Come, darling,” she purred, her voice causing goosebumps on his neck.
And as he bucked his hips again, his cock still in Yennefer’s grip, he heard a buzz of lighthearted conversations coming from outside of the stalls. A group of ladies has entered the bathrooms and they were chatting about this evening’s performance. Eskel froze in his place, his breath heavy, his hand immediately on his mouth to suppress his obscene moans. Yennefer seemed not to notice the people outside of the stall as she didn’t stop stroking him - in fact, she increased her pace and clicked quickly on the vibrator’s remote. Eskel groaned into his fist, his head falling and hips jolting forward.
“I told you to come,” Yennefer’s silky voice was unforgiving.
Eskel shook his head in a last attempt to talk her out of this, but he was already too lost in his pleasure - his breath quickened, his heart beating faster, his teeth biting painfully into his lower lip, as Yennefer led him to completion. His orgasm shook him to the core, his legs trembling and a lewd moan escaping his lips, followed by a loud “Fucking gods!”
He pressed his forehead to the cold tiles of the bathroom’s wall and exhaled deeply as Yen took her hand out of his pants and the vibrator finally stopped moving inside of him. He turned to face her, feeling boneless, spent and slightly embarrassed. The ladies outside of their stall have definitely heard his heated groans and sobs.
“I fucking hate you sometimes,” he sighed, taking in the sight of his now ruined pants.
“You love me,” Yennefer purred against his mouth, kissing him softly and brushing the stray strands of dark hair from his damp forehead. “And I love you too,” she added lightly, pressing her silk scarf into his hands, exiting the stall and leaving Eskel to deal with his stained trousers and the interested stares of the women gathered in the bathroom.
Prompt: Gwent / Games
Relationships: Eskel/Yennefer of Vengerberg
Rating: E
Content Warnings: Switch Eskel, Casual Sex, Pegging, Explicit Sexual Content
Summary: Just two workmates playing Gwent after closing the bar for the night.
Things get heated and escalate quickly once it turns out Yennefer is a way better player than Eskel, who loves this game more than anything.
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Another day at The Red Dragon came to an end. Yennefer closed up the last two customers and locked the bar's door after they've left. She poured herself a shot of tequila - a little reward to wait for her till she's done with counting the money and washing the countertops.
The rustling of boxes and clanking of metal barrels from the back room made her sigh and roll her eyes. Eskel appeared in the door, carrying one keg propped on his massive shoulder and rolling another one on the floor. Being over six feet four and with a physique of a bodybuilder, he was definitely a sight to behold, but the whole "look at how much stuff I can carry at once" gig was too much of a show off by Yennefer's standards.
"You're really gonna replace the kegs at 2am now? Leave that for tomorrow and help me with the tables."
"Triss says rolling the kegs kills her back, and I'm not working this weekend, so..." Eskel shrugged and duck under the counter to replace the barrel.
"Oh," Yen raised one eyebrow. "What are you up to that's more interesting than sitting in a pub full of drunk people on a Saturday night?"
"I'm only gonna tell you if you promise me not to laugh." He peeked at her from under the counter. "And don't tell Geralt."
That sparked some interest in Yen. It could be either something extremely dumb or something illegal. Or both. She stood above him with her arms crossed and gave him a questioning look. "I can promise not to tell the Wolf, but as for the other part... well..."
Eskel huffed, having replaced both kegs, and wiped his hands on the towel lying at the counter. "Fair enough. I'm taking part in a Gwent tournament."
"What is it with you guys and Gwent?" Yennefer groaned and moved to clean the tables.
"It's fun, plus you can win some good money there - it's part of this bigger fantasy con..."
"You're really taking part in that circle jerk for nerds?" Yen interrupted him and made a scrawny face. "Nothing more boring than sitting around, throwing some cards on the table and letting other nerds cream themselves over them. But whatever drives your fancy, I guess."
"You only say that cause you haven't played with me yet." Eskel smiled at her, that big scar across his cheek stretching a little.
Yennefer rolled her eyes again. "I am sure I would still hate it."
"I could show you some tricks, or explain some of the best strategies to you..." Eskel started, a spark of excitement already in his eye.
"Alright, alright, I'll play with you one day." Yen raised her hands. "Now just shut up and help me with the cleaning."
"We could play after we're done with work," Eskel wiggled his brows.
"Please tell me you do not carry your cards around with you," Yennefer made a wry face.
Eskel grabbed his backpack and dangled it on one finger in front of Yen's eyes. "I actually do."
Yennefer groaned and moved to place the chair's on the tables, making space for Eskel to start mopping the floors. "Fine," she let out a resigned huff. "I'll play with you after we're done, just... Stop talking for now."
*****
The bar was clean and ready for Triss and Yen to open the next day, so they moved to the office in the back room. It was a pretty spacious place, with two desks, where Geralt, Eskel's brother and their boss at the same time, kept all their paperwork, invoices and such. At the far wall they have made a little social space for the employees - they brought in a comfortable couch to sit at, a round wooden table with three chairs and a small cabinet with a mini fridge and a microwave.
Eskel pushed a stray strand of dark hair from his forehead and rummaged around his backpack. He pulled out three different decks of Gwent cards, making Yennefer snort at the sight of it.
"Never thought you'd be such a nerd." She stuck her tongue out in a mocking gesture, but Eskel let it slide, his head already focused on the game.
"Okay, so you can pick your faction from these cards - I have Nilfgaard, monsters..."
"Just gimme any and let's be done with this!" Yennefer snatched the deck out of his hand and sat at the table.
Eskel sat across from her. He went through his cards with a very serious look on his face and then looked up at Yennefer. He raised his eyebrows with a playful smile. "Hey, do you want to spice it up? Like, play Strip Gwent?"
He was ready to hear a mocking comment or being straight up laughed at, but no, Yennefer leaned back in her chair and took in the sight of him. There was a spark in her eyes that made Eskel feel very naked and very small. She propped her hands on her knees, sitting up wide and grinned.
"So, here are the rules." She moved straight to business, like always, and Eskel was so ready to play. "Whoever loses a round, takes a piece of clothing off. Jewelry, piercings don't count. Pair of shoes, pair of socks - it all counts as one item. Deal?"
"Let's play." Eskel grinned and took an eyeful of her. His eyes moved down from her face to that tight T-Shirt with the bar's logo, now covered with a light leather jacket, and down to the ripped jeans. This was going to be an easy win and he was up for a delicious prize.
*****
Forty-five minutes later they were still sitting at the table, Eskel sporting only his boxer shorts and shoes, while Yennefer took just her leather jacket off. She was grinning like a mad witch and purposely fixing her eyes on Eskel's pecs.
"I don't understand." He huffed. "You said you didn't know how to play."
"Society would've been so advanced already, if only men listened carefully to women." Yennefer sighed, not without a hint of satisfaction in her voice. "I never said I didn't know how to play, I said I hated the game. And now I really hope you'll put up a show for me, taking those boxers off." She smiled playfully, placing her last card on the table.
"Fuck, lost by two points!" Eskel hid his face in his hands, only to look up at her a moment later, a menacing grin on his face. "But, well played, here's your prize then."
He circled the table, his pace calm but steady. With a swift move of his strong arms, he turned Yennefer's chair away from the table and stood between her wide spread legs, hooking his thumbs in the waistband of his boxers. She looked at him, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth, not even trying to fake disinterest anymore. Her lilac eyes were on fire and taking in every little detail of Eskel's physique being proudly presented in front of her.
She licked her lips as her gaze wandered from his face and down across his broad heavy chest, adorned with thick dark hair. He had two swallows tattooed right under his collarbones and also sported a nipple ring, that Yennefer was immediately drawn to. His abs were a marvel, like chiseled in stone, his hip bones sporting another tattoo - this time of a poison ivy. A patch of thick black hair was poking out of his boxers, and she could already see the outline of his dick perfectly. Yennefer was more than ready to start another game.
"You've still got your shoes on... So if you want to back out of it, here's your last chance." Yennefer said firmly, at the same time looking Eskel deep in the eyes and dragging a finger along the seam of his boxers.
Eskel swallowed audibly, feeling a shiver down his spine and the familiar heat coiling in his groin. He let out a heavy breath and launched himself at Yen, slotting their lips in a heated kiss. He felt her hands on his ass, slowly sneaking beneath the fabric to take a handful of his flesh. In a swift move she slid his boxers off and broke the kiss off for a moment to gaze down at his already hardened cock. "I'm starting to think you've had all of this planned out," she smiled, licking her lips. "But since you have this in store for me, I don't really mind."
Yennefer wasn't small, but Eskel still had to bend over to kiss her, so he lifted her up and made her wrap her legs around his waist. Her sweet breath in his mouth was already driving him crazy and he moved a few steps forward, laying her down on the table where they played just a few moments before.
She broke the kiss off almost immediately, placing a hand on his chest and pushing him away playfully. "If anyone's gonna be splayed on that table, it's gonna be you, big boy."
That sent a jolt of arousal straight down to Eskel's cock. He hasn't slept with a woman in quite a long time, being mostly interested in dudes, so the perspective of being bossed around by Yen made him shiver with anticipation. He locked a finger under her chin, pulling her up for another deep kiss, and then he bend over on the little table. "Go on, take me then."
*****
Eskel was on the couch on all fours, his head hanging low between his shoulders, heated gasps of pleasure escaping his pressed lips. Beads of sweat were forming along his spine, running up his back and wetting his already damp dark hair. Yennefer was sat comfortably behind him, still in her clothes, two fingers hooked inside his hole, her long fingernails grazing against his prostate. Every move of her lanky digits made Eskel moan and whine and throw his head up. His cock was painfully hard and leaking, but every time he reached for it, Yen swatted his hand away.
"Do you want me to take you apart, baby?" She cooed right into his ear, one hand massaging the small of his back, the other still hooked inside him. Eskel only nodded fervently and let out a long moan. Yennefer clicked her tongue. "Needy."
She reached for her bag and took out a simple but beautifully crafted metal dildo and weighed it in her hand long enough for Eskel to notice it. It was mirror polished, slightly curved like a bow, with perfectly round balls on both ends. Eskel swallowed hard, his voice coarse, "You carry that stuff around in your purse?"
"You never know when unexpected pleasure strikes," Yennefer laughed a pearly laugh. "And it gives my purse a mean swing when I need to knock a bastard down."
"You are an incredible woman," Eskel looked at her from behind his shoulder. "Now would you please stick it in me?"
The weight and pressure of the dildo was just perfect, hitting all the right spots inside Eskel. He tried rocking back and forth a little, along with Yennefer's movements, and it send waves of pleasure down his spine and right to his cock whenever the heavy round ball grazed against his prostate. His cock was already leaking a constant thin streak of precome and he was aching for a sweet release.
"Yen, I really need to come," he breathed, his flushed face pressed into the fabric of the sofa.
"Not till I got my pleasure," Yennefer mused and stood up, taking the dildo out. "C'mon, sit up."
She got rid of her T-shirt and jeans quickly, revealing a matching set of underwear, that was, surprisingly for Eskel, in a baby pink shade. Both the bra and panties had an intricate pattern of criss crossed satin straps, making the pieces look more like armor than underwear. Eskel swallowed thickly and ran a hand along Yen's features, caressing her side, hooking one playful finger at the seam of her panties. He looked up at her, his brown eyes meeting her lilac gaze, both equally dark with lust, and she shook her head, tipping his head up by the chin.
"I'm not stripping today," she said flatly and climbed over him, standing above his face, tangling her fingers in his hair. "You can get a taste, though."
Eskel gave her a little lick over the thin lace and satin fabric and could already taste her wetness. A little whimper left her lips and she propped her arm on the wall, her other hand grabbing Eskel's hair more firmly. He pressed kisses to her inner thighs and then again to her wet cunt, holding her by her firm buttocks, so she wouldn't fall over.
Eskel was good with his mouth. All his previous lovers could confirm that and Yennefer was no different. It took him only a few minutes to have her writhing above his head, her thighs shaking, her hand tangled painfully in his hair, as his tongue darted in and out of her sweet heat. She tasted like gooseberries and candy and Eskel found himself a bit addicted to the taste. But he couldn't wait to feel that welcoming heat around his dick, so he dared to make a move, grabbing Yennefer firmly by the hips and lowering her down, so she was sat in his lap.
She kissed him, a hard feverish kiss, her eyes on fire and her cheeks flushed a gorgeous deep pink. And then she just moved her panties to the side and slid down on his cock. The sensation of her tight slick cunt taking him in fully send Eskel very close to the edge. He threw his head back with a groan, only to jolt forward in the next moment and bury his face between Yen's breasts.
She moved up and down at a steady pace, her gaze focused on Eskel, both hands tangled in his hair. Eskel put his arms around her and started fumbling with the clasps of her bra, only to be swatted away.
"What, you won't even show me your tits?" He asked, with only a bit of disappointment in his voice.
"Nope." Yennefer's tone was firm, although her voice was already strained, interrupted with breathy huffs. "I won the game, so now we play by my rules."
In response, Eskel bucked his hips up to draw an especially long and needy moan out of her. Yen propped her forehead on his chest, breathing heavily.
"I'm tired, you move now."
He didn't need anymore prompting - Eskel just stood up, holding her thighs in a firm grip, driving into her with all the energy he had. Yennefer grabbed onto his shoulders, her long fingernails digging painfully into his flesh, and she pressed their faces together to steal one more heated kiss from him.
Eskel moved faster, each thrust of his hips hitting a sweet spot inside Yennefer's cunt, making her moan and wail like a little cat. He looked at her face - the cold and indifferent facade was long gone, replaced by watery, pleading eyes, flushed cheeks and wet lips parted in a very obscene way - and it send him over the edge.
His orgasm hit him like a wave, making him grasp at Yen's thighs even harder, drawing a hiss out of her mouth and making her bite his lip. Her quivering thighs and her pussy clenching so hard on his dick were signs Yen was very close too, so despite his tiredness and fuzzy feeling in his bones, he drove into her a few more times, causing her to make the most beautiful crying sound Eskel has ever heard.
After they dropped back onto the couch, Yennefer patted his thigh lightly, brushed her tangled hair off her face, sighed. "I still hate Gwent."
Eskel laughed. "And I still need you to not tell Geralt about any of this."
