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    Tristan takes the coffee with a muttered thanks, and holds eye contact as he blows on it.

    Max is caught halfway between amusement and involuntary arousal. “What’s going on here?” he asks, cautious, aiming for more confused than turned on. He’s already broken the Code with one subordinate; he probably shouldn’t make it two.

    “That depends on you,” Tristan says. He sips. Max watches his throat work. “I’ll tell you what I’d like to happen. I’d like you to get on your knees.”

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    13 Oct 2024

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    Geralt has had a miserable time in Redania, contracts far en few between, and decides to go fill a contract put forth by the Viscount de Lettenhove.
    When the Viscount tells Geralt to name his price, he names a night with him. A night with the Viscount, just to see the other man waver and refuse. To Geralt's surprise, the noble agrees.

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    “Butcher,” the Viscount breathes out, and Geralt tries his best not to flinch.
    Instead, he looks at the man coolly. The word from the Viscount’s mouth makes him inexplicably angry. He shouldn’t be surprised at the moniker, hasn’t been in a long while, but right now it stings in a new and unexpected way. He’s angry that the man that loves his people so much, has tried to save their children and kill the monster, now isn’t even seeing him as the last resort he was when he was a nameless witcher.

    The viscount blinks dark lashes over his blue eyes and opens his mouth to speak, but Geralt cuts him off.

    “I said I’d take the contract. You said to name my price. Are those still the terms?”

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    15 Aug 2024

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    “I’m sorry…” Eddie said, holding his hand out to stop the tumble of words falling from Buck’s lips. “You want to what?”

    Of all the things he thought Buck wanted to talk about at breakfast, the breakfast Buck had asked Eddie if he wanted to grab at the end of their long shift, this was nowhere near it.

    “Fake date.” Buck repeated with all the confidence in the world that Eddie didn’t believe for a second because what Buck was proposing was insane. “For the holidays.”

     

    aka Buck and Eddie agree to fake date each other to get through dinner with their parents during the holidays!

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    25 Dec 2022

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    Geralt has gone to knees in front of Jaskier, arms held behind him and chin raised high.  He’s sitting on his heels, shoulders back.  His posture is better than any submissive Jaskier has ever seen; like he has been waiting a long, long time.

    Like it is all that he needs.

    “Geralt,” Jaskier starts, but there are no more words in him right then. 

    Geralt’s eyes are still pitch black, and he is bleeding sluggishly from a dozen different wounds, whining low at the sound of his name.  The potions help him in a fight, but they’re hard on his body, and he’s taken far too many of them if his eyes haven’t shifted back yet.  He tilts his head to the side, exposing the column of his throat, and something sings through Jaskier that he cannot even begin to quell.  Geralt is on his knees.

    Geralt is on his knees for Jaskier.

    “Oh, darling,” Jaskier says, reaching down to cup his cheek, watching the way his head lolls into the touch.  His breathing starts to even out as Jaskier brushes the hair back from his face with his other hand, running gentle fingers over his brow.  “You’ve been keeping secrets.”

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    21 Jul 2022

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    His second year with Geralt is as delightful as the first, and he even gets to ride Roach for a week after a tumble leaves him with a sprained ankle that won’t hold his weight. He feels rather like a princess in a fairytale, barely resisting the urge to wave at the plebeians around him while passing by to invite them to gaze upon his delightful self. His noble knight could stand to be a little less scowly and slap-y when Jaskier tries to take the reins for himself, but needs must, and at least Geralt looks the part, with all of that lovely silver hair and his very well-tailored trousers.

    Their second year is also when he finally manages to find a key to finding out more about Geralt: his pupils.

    (Geralt is the exact opposite of an open book) (Luckily, his eyes say plenty)

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    14 Jun 2022