[ Since Jaskier is being handsy Fjord takes the opportunity too, feeling out the curves of that slender body as he runs his hands around the swell of an ass, raking nails over a clothed thigh. He pauses when chastised for his tusk, humming low when the cheeky guy pecks it with a kiss, and starts tugging him to the edge of the bed. With the brunt of Fjord's armour discarded earlier when the room was purchased for the night he only has his pants and sleeveless shirt on, arms bare for Jaskier's investigations. He may never be an enormous orc but for a half-blood he's comfortable these days with his physique, being a Paladin of the Wildmother and swinging a giant sword around has certainly helped with her blessing. ]
I've never bedded down with a bard before. Pardon me if I'm eager to see how that sweet voice tastes awhile.
[ Jaskier gets his kiss at last with a hungry lick past those chatty lips, Fjord's tusks more of an issue than anticipated as he opens his mouth. ]
[ He can't have all that expanse of muscle and beauty in front of him and not touch, especially because it comes with a nice personality attached. Jaskier might not be as impressive but he's spent years and year traveling on foot, dancing and running around, and does have some muscles and a flat stomach. Pretty nice legs too if Fjord's hand decide to wander even lower, but right now Jaskier liked the where they are, kneading his ass. It makes moving to the bed a bit of a difficulty but the room isn't that big and they're eager to get there.
Jaskier's clothes are fancier, a sapphire shade blue with gold embroidery on the neck and cuffs, for no other reason than he likes colorful things. In his profession, being eye-catching is a must. The doublet looks easy enough to take off, It''s already half unlaced and Fjord would only have to pull at the rest of the strings to get it open.
The bard likes kissing, that much is obvious, but the tusks turn out to be a challenge. It's good, he likes those as well. Jaskier lifts his hand to Fjord's head, cupping the curve of his jaw and tilting his head lightly as he angles his own to the side. That should make it easier for both of them and the bard hums against his mouth, pressing their tongues against each other. Once they break apart to breathe, he pushes Fjord lightly on the stomach, trying to get him to sit on the bed so Jaskier can straddle his lap. ]
Gods forbid I stop you from indulging in your first bard to your heart content. I hope I don't disappoint you.
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I've never bedded down with a bard before. Pardon me if I'm eager to see how that sweet voice tastes awhile.
[ Jaskier gets his kiss at last with a hungry lick past those chatty lips, Fjord's tusks more of an issue than anticipated as he opens his mouth. ]
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Jaskier's clothes are fancier, a sapphire shade blue with gold embroidery on the neck and cuffs, for no other reason than he likes colorful things. In his profession, being eye-catching is a must. The doublet looks easy enough to take off, It''s already half unlaced and Fjord would only have to pull at the rest of the strings to get it open.
The bard likes kissing, that much is obvious, but the tusks turn out to be a challenge. It's good, he likes those as well. Jaskier lifts his hand to Fjord's head, cupping the curve of his jaw and tilting his head lightly as he angles his own to the side. That should make it easier for both of them and the bard hums against his mouth, pressing their tongues against each other. Once they break apart to breathe, he pushes Fjord lightly on the stomach, trying to get him to sit on the bed so Jaskier can straddle his lap. ]
Gods forbid I stop you from indulging in your first bard to your heart content. I hope I don't disappoint you.