Geralt could feel the blush burning in his cheeks, and a part of him liked this. He liked Jaskier’s attention, he felt safe here.
Jaskier was so open and easy to relax around, to be vulnerable with. And in return, Jaskier rewarded his vulnerability with praise and flattery that soothed away all the sharp edges of his anxiety. He felt good, and he was allowed to feel good without justifying it to anyone. And that was nice.
Sugar Dandy, written by @thefishmongersdaughter for @witcherbigbang, beta’d by @locktea, illustrations by yours truly :)
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