"I've been told I'm also good at being indukgent," Geralt said, very sincerely. His eyes were bright, almost smiling, at the mention of a blanket on the rooftop. Geralt hid a romantic streak, though he would have denied it.
He lifted Nina up easily to rest against his front, tilting back so that her weight rested easily above the cradle of his hips.
He bent his head and kissed her chest once, between her breasts where the cut of her dress let the tops spill out. He liked her dresses.
"We're going back to your place. Yours smells better."
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Date: 2017-10-11 04:16 am (UTC)He lifted Nina up easily to rest against his front, tilting back so that her weight rested easily above the cradle of his hips.
He bent his head and kissed her chest once, between her breasts where the cut of her dress let the tops spill out. He liked her dresses.
"We're going back to your place. Yours smells better."