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    a loosely chronological series of bucky/steve moments

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    various unrelated tumblr prompts. :D

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    a series of prompted, unrelated porny bits in celebration of my birthday!

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  1. Public Bookmark 96

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    Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie. - John Milton

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    08 Aug 2020

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    Jaskier could admit to it; he was starting to develop a problem.

    He wouldn’t call it a drinking problem, exactly. He’d seen men with that kind of sickness, who couldn’t function unless they had ale lingering on their lips, and he could happily go weeks without ever touching the stuff (even if he’d prefer not to – but life on the road with a Witcher didn’t always bring with it anything other than slightly-muddy water).

    It was just that when he did drink, he tended to steal things.

    He couldn’t help it! He’d tried to help it. But no matter how much he thought he could recount the nights they spent in taverns, he’d wake up in the morning to find some small thing in his pack; cleaning supplies for his lute, a tiny bottle of the whiskey he liked, a new fine silk shirt. He couldn’t remember taking them, but there was no other possible explanation. They were too tailored to his own desires to be some passing fancy slipping them in with his things and checking his coin purse confirmed that he’d not spent anything near the amount he should have done for some of the things he’d found.

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    Or, five times Jaskier thought that he was a drunken thief, and one time he realised he wasn't.

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    07 Aug 2020

  3. Public Bookmark 53

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    Behind him, there was a slight stirring, “Hmm, Geralt?”

    Geralt went still.

    “What you doin’?” Jaskier mumbled, clearly still half asleep. When Geralt dared to glance over, he could see the barest crack Jaskier had opened his eyes, searching blearily for Geralt’s form in the darkness. Human as his eyes were, Geralt was likely nothing but a shadow to him.

    “I—” Geralt began to explain, but then realised he had no fucking clue how to answer that question in a way that wouldn’t sound pathetic as fuck. What are you doing? Counting your breaths so I don’t have to imagine a knife drawing blood from your throat. Contemplating your morality. Protecting you from nothing because apparently, you’ve gone and made me care for you, you bastard.

     

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    Or, After a dangerous encounter with a group of Bandits, Geralt realises how much Jaskier means to him. It's terrifying. (But Jaskier is there to help ease the fear).

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    07 Aug 2020

  4. Public Bookmark 80

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    From the moment Jaskier approached his table, he's always smelled thick and heady with arousal-- part of being eighteen, Geralt supposed. He used to stay in a dark corner of a sad tavern and drink to distract himself while the Jaskier finished his songs, plopped down at the table across from him and pouted, then turned his most lovelorn look at a pretty maid. Geralt drank deep as Jaskier whispered sweet nothings and soft, dark promises to her, felt the heat grow in the room as the blush rose in them both and they fumbled away. By the time he could hear Jaskier coming-- panting, hot and fast-- he usually found the shattered remains of his tankard in his fist.
     

    Geralt can hear all of Jaskier's amorous encounters... and finds he can't bring himself to stay out of earshot.

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    07 Aug 2020

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    07 Aug 2020