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    When Geralt stops at an inn to get out of the rain, he doesn't expect to leave with a young, mistreated omega whore in tow. But fate is a funny thing, isn't it?

    Or, Jaskier is an omega forced to prostitute himself at an inn. Geralt is an alpha who rescues him.

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    Ciri is backed into a corner, her face pale and frightened even as her body remains in a fighting stance as she’s been trained to do. Cornering her there is Jaskier, dagger in his hand and muscles tensed to attack.

    Geralt is across the yard in a moment, grabbing Jaskier and hauling him away from Ciri, jumping back when Jaskier turns on him, stabbing upwards with his dagger.

    “Jaskier!” Geralt says, ducking another swing. “What the fuck are you doing?!”

     

    (A doppler infiltrates Kaer Morhen, and Geralt has A Very Bad Day).

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    Jaskier had opened the door, so he decided to step through. “I think it’s been proven that I do understand when it’s time to walk away.”

    Geralt was quiet for a moment longer. “What are you saying? Are you saying that you’re leaving?”

    Jaskier glanced over at him. “Yes. I just need to figure out where I’m going.”

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    A few weeks after the incident with the deathless mother, Jaskier leaves Kaer Morhen

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  4. Public Bookmark 83

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    "I could smell you, you know," Geralt says casually, like those words didn't just cause Jaskier's heart to start beating against his ribcage at a rapid pace.

    "I just took a bath yesterday, I smell good. What are you taking about," Jaskier laughs nervously.

    Geralt hums again, agreeing.

    "That you do. You do smell good. Not of any of those scented oils you like to use, though," Geralt looks at Jaskier again. "You know what I'm taking about. You're not stupid."

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    Geralt was hanging limply against the rough bark. Two daggers kept him pinioned like a bug in place and left dark streaks of drying blood down his arms and exposed chest. Silver hair was matted close to his forehead from a sluggishly bleeding would that left golden eyes hazy and unfocused. Worst still were the bruises littering every inch of exposed skin like a collage of torment.

    His Witcher had been tortured.

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    There was a name for the emotion burning like fire in his blood, eating away at the dandelion bard that had made his living seeking the pleasure of others. A simple phrase that barely encompasses the new tension in his bones and made his mind focus with singular, violent intent.

    Wrath.
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    Geralt leaves Jaskier to go on a hunt that quickly goes wrong. Jaskier decides to take matters into his own hands.

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