noncon or dubcon/cnc if you want, ABO, alpha jaskier, sounding, prostate milking, overstimulation, orgasm control, bondage
geralt needs alpha cum for [potions/contract/insert reason here], so he hides/throws out jaskier's suppressants and while jaskier is asleep, ties him down to the bed. jaskier is a heavy sleeper, so it's no wonder he doesn't wake up until geralt is tightening the final knot.
geralt is kind enough to explain what he needs--and he explains that of course jaskier needs to be tied down, because otherwise he might waste the seed geralt is trying to collect. then geralt takes out a vial of pheromones/omega slick he keeps in his pack and uncorks it in front of jaskier's face, watching the way his pupils dilate and sweat breaks out on his brow. jaskier goes into rut, moaning and instantly hardening.
geralt oils up his hand and starts to stroke jaskier, the bard trying to thrust his hips up but unable to from the restraints. it's not long at all before he's on the verge of coming, and geralt pulls away to grab an empty potion bottle. jaskier whines, his orgasm snatched away from him, but the whine turns into a moan when geralt places the mouth of the bottle against the tip of his cock and rubs at the crown of his cock, coaxing his spend out of him in a powerful orgasm.
unfortunately it's much more powerful than geralt expected, and more than half of it lands on his chest, wasted. only a few drops make it into the bottle. undeterred, geralt keeps stroking, trying to milk more spend out of him. jaskier is gasping, oversensitive, his knot on the verge of popping but not able to with nothing to lock into. tears form in the corners of his eyes but geralt doesn't stop until jaskier is once more on the edge, and it's then that geralt pulls away again, rifling through his bag for the tool he needs. it's both a relief and torture
geralt pulls out a hollow tube, about the width of his pinky finger, which connects to a large vial. it'll be tricky to get it into jaskier's cock, but luckily he can't squirm much and hurt himself.
he returns to jaskier, catching his breath on the bed, and gives his cock another few cursory strokes to keep him hard and on the edge. then he carefully lines the sound up with jaskier's slit, readjusting when the contact makes his cock twitch, and in one smooth motion, pushes it in, down the whole length of his cock. jaskier lets out a garbled half-moan, half-cry and comes again, seed spattering the sides of the tube and rushing into the vial. perfect, but still not enough.
by this point jaskier's cock looks painful, almost purple with need, twitching and throbbing, a hairsbreadth away from popping a knot. geralt oils up his other hand and glides a finger against jaskier's hole, slowly coaxing it to open--unnatural in his rut, but something that will help geralt milk more orgasms out of him.
only one finger pressing against his prostate is enough to have jaskier shooting off again, aided by geralt's other hand massaging jaskier's knot. "please," jaskier begs breathlessly, "please, i need a break--"
geralt ignores him. it will be far easier on jaskier to collect what geralt needs now, while he's bolstered by his rut, than to give him a break and risk the artificially-induced rut ending. he squeezes tighter around jaskier's knot, and with a strangled moan jaskier locks geralt's hand, wave after wave of spend spurting out of him. all his muscles tense, yanking against the ropes, trying both to thrust further into geralt's hand and to squirm away from the painful overstimulation.
two fingers rubbing ruthlessly against jaskier's prostate prolong his orgasm further, or maybe send him into another one on the heels of the former. either way, geralt has almost as much as he needs. one more orgasm should do it, but jaskier looks to be on the verge of passing out, completely drained.
he releases jaskier's cock, leaving his knot inflated inside nothing and drawing a pitiful whine out of the bard. he watches as the knot slowly goes down, jaskier's frantic pants slowing down as he's allowed to catch his breath. geralt waits until jaskier is almost entirely soft before starting again, ignoring (or maybe enjoying) how jaskier screams until his voice cracks. it takes a good while, but eventually jaskier comes for a final time, running dry by the end of it, and when geralt glances up jaskier is unconscious.
he withdraws the tube from jaskier's poor tortured cock, wiping him clean with a warm, wet cloth, and undoing the restraints around his wrists and ankles. he tucks the bard back into bed when he's done and stores the vial safely in his pack. it'll be put to good use later.
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