Nina held him tight, finger pushed into Geralt's hair as he ensured her shoulder would bruise. A last, soft moan escaped her when she felt him finish; there was no risk, so it didn't occur to her to worry. Geralt was sterile, he said, and even if he wasn't: Nina was a Heartrender.
She sank down, her fingers slowly relaxing their hold as she tried to catch her breath. A little grin, satisfied and tired, curved her lips as Geralt rained kisses down on her flushed skin.
As he pulled away, she drew her legs together and stretched as he threw the other blanket over them. She was glad that she had mentioned bringing more than one.
"Nice, huh?" she teased as she twisted onto her side to face him. She could feel the bruise on her neck, neatly in the shape of Geralt's mouth. She didn't bother with it. She wanted it there. "I'll have to up my game."
But she was only teasing, and she was a little lost in his smile. Nina leaned close to kiss it, to kiss him.
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Date: 2017-10-28 10:51 pm (UTC)She sank down, her fingers slowly relaxing their hold as she tried to catch her breath. A little grin, satisfied and tired, curved her lips as Geralt rained kisses down on her flushed skin.
As he pulled away, she drew her legs together and stretched as he threw the other blanket over them. She was glad that she had mentioned bringing more than one.
"Nice, huh?" she teased as she twisted onto her side to face him. She could feel the bruise on her neck, neatly in the shape of Geralt's mouth. She didn't bother with it. She wanted it there. "I'll have to up my game."
But she was only teasing, and she was a little lost in his smile. Nina leaned close to kiss it, to kiss him.