#slight fluff
Got you some drugs in case someone’s allergic to a naked back
This is my first fanart that isn’t OH related (it was painful to draw someone other than Ethan Gah!) I’ll be doing more BOLAS-related fanarts. Anyway here you go, Mal volari and MC.
Requested by:Anon
A/N: I am sorry for this. I feel like this isn’t my best work but I hope you wnjoy anyway :)
A/N:And yes I made it a little angsty but I believe that our Male/Top counterparts need just as much love as out Female/Bottom counterparts after a round of activities
A/N: 18+ ONLY Minors DNI
When you found yourself in a tavern after a hard days work you never expected to see such a pretty face. A bard in the corner of the room wearing a hat with a feather in it and is dressed in red. You met his baby blue eyes more then once and you had to admit he was very captivating. He was singing an emotional tale of his time with the Butcher. Well of his journey with him coming to an end. He was at the ending climax of the song and his eyes land on you again. “Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn…” The look in his eyes had some sort of desperation. As if instead of speaking about the Witcher he is actually saying ‘I burn for you.’ “Watch me burn all the memories of you…”
You trail your eyes down to his hands as they maneuver the strings on his lute. You find yourself clenching your thighs together. Cheers erupt throughout the tavern and when you look up you can see a slight smirk on his face. He collects his coin and heads to the bar at the back of the tavern. Your eyes follow him from where you are sitting. Some women flocked in his direction and the bard sends you a charming smile before indulging in the women’s flirting. You roll your eyes and continue to nurse your drink. Suddenly a mug of ale is placed gently next to you. You look up to meet those baby blues.
“Hello my mysterious mistress!” He says sitting across from you. “Mysterious mistress?” You ask tilting your head. “Yes! Those mysterious (E/C) eyes have me captivated.” You let out a dry chuckle. “And how many girls has this worked on?” You ask with a smirk. “Women. It has worked on many women my dear.” He says a smirk mirroring yours. “Well consider me not impressed.” You say as you begin on the second mug of ale the bard has presented. His face morphs into a playful pout. “You wound me my love!” He say placing a hand over his heart. You can’t help but look at his fingers again. He has calluses at the tips of his fingers, probably from the stings of his lute. They have a slight delicate look to them, but you know how strong they are. He had been playing in the Tavern all day it seemed. You could hear him as you passed by. His hands overall could probably encase the length of your neck if you so pleased. You can’t help but have these provocative thoughts. The bard makes a little ‘Ahem’ sound which brings you out of you perverse fantasy. You let out a small ‘Hmm?’ as you take another sip. His hand encases your hand that is holding the mug and guides your hand to set it down gently. “If you allow me my lady…” He starts as his eyes become dark and half lidded with lust. “I’d love to play a balled…” He scoots closer until yourself and stool are in between his legs. “… Just for you…” He leans down as you feel his breath against the shell of your ear. “… And maybe then I can show you what these fingers are really good at.” The mixture of his breath against your skin and the words being said send a shockwave of shivers down your spine.
“I could slip my hand up your skirt right now… No one would notice.” He says as his right hand glides down your left thigh until it meets the end of your skirt. You find yourself spreading your legs slightly. You wish to invite his touch despite the mass embarrassment you feel. His hand glides up to the inner side of your left thigh. “You would like that wouldn’t you, my naughty girl…” He whispers. His fingers move to the edge of your heat massaging the skin that is there. Your chest is rising and falling at an alarming rate as you find yourself panting quietly. You clamp your thighs around his hand and whimper a small ‘Please’ but he pulls his hand away. “To bad my lady.” He says standing up and pushing his stool back underneath the table. “I’d much rather worship you in private.” He says with a smirk as he exits the tavern. You quickly abandon your ale and follow. “Oi! You need to pay for that!” A voice calls and you quickly play for the one cup you had gotten yourself before dashing out of the establishment. You go towards the nearest Inn and you see him slip inside. You try your best to be as nonchalant as you can as you walk inside. He is like a siren and you are drawn to his song. As you look around you see him perched next to the door. “I was going to give you about five minutes but you exceeded my expectations.” You normally don’t do this, but you really want to wipe that smirk off his face. He takes your hand and begins to lead you up the stairs and to his room. As he gets to the door he twirls you in front of him. You gasp slightly at the unexpected movement. “What was that for?” You ask and he smiles. “Can I not try and woo you? “ He says as he slowly presses your front up against the door.
His left hand finds its way to the front of your torso pressing you against him. You gasp as you feel him harden against you. “I think you succeeded…” You say breathlessly. “Do you think so?” You nod as you try and grasp the door knob. “Ple-” “You only think so?” He says cutting you off. His voice seemed to drop an octave causing you to shiver against him. “I need you to know so…” His left hand travels past your waist before cupping your heat through your dress while his right hand grabs your right hand from the door knob. “So eager hmm?” He says bringing your hand up to his lips and kissing it. “Please si-” “My name is Jaskier dear, but you can call me sir if you like.” You can hear the smirk in his voice as he drops you hand and opens the door. You would have fallen forward if it weren’t for his other arm. He lets you compose yourself before allowing you to walk in. Once in your hear the door shut and lock behind you. You turn around only to be chest-to-chest with the Bard now known as Jaskier. “Now my dear what would you like?” “Like?” You ask in slight confusion. He begins walking forward causing you to back up. “Well I could take you in many ways…” You feel the back of your knees hit what you could assume to be a mattress. “ I could worship you on my knees if you’d like…” He stepped forward once more causing you to fall back onto the mattress. “…Or maybe you would prefer me to ravish you?” He says as he leans above you capturing you between his arms. He looked at you like a starved animal finally getting a meal.
You decide to match his energy and lean up. Your lips barely a breath away. You take your left hand and let it travel down his body to one of his many belts on his person. “Take me Jaskier…” You say in a whisper. Your lips brush against each other before you are pushed back down on to the bed. Jaskiers lips meet your neck with open mouth kisses. He begins to untie the top of your dress exposing more of your shoulders. He spends his time nibbling at the junction where your neck meets your shoulder. You begin to run your hands through his hair as he pulls the top of your dress down over your chest exposing your breasts. He pepper kisses around each pebbled bud before taking the left one in his mouth. You let out a breathy moan and arch your back slightly. He trails kisses to the right one this time nibbling slightly before soothing it with his tongue. He pulls the dress sleeves down your arms and down to your waist. His hands then travel up your sides before gripping each breast and massaging them. You take this time to tug him up by the hair and pull him into a searing kiss. He moans into your mouth as you begin to sooth his scalp by massaging it with the tips of your fingers. You slide your hands to his shoulders before dipping them into his jacket and pushing it down his arms. Without breaking the kiss he pulls it off his jacket and flings it somewhere in the room. Your hands travel the expanse of his torso before untucking his shirt and attempting to get it over his head.
He pulls away and rips his shirt off before going to his belt. You decide to slide yourself away and take the rest of your dress off only leaving you in your underwear. Jaskier sees what you are doing as stops you. “Allow me…” He says with a peculiar glint in his eye. He crawls down your body until he is sitting between your legs. You prop yourself up on your elbows and look at him. “Those eyes do something to me love… What is your name?” He asks as he props your legs up and kissing the tops of your knees. “Y/N…” “Y/N… Y/N…” He says youer name a couple of times as his calloused fingertips glide up the outside of your thighs, effectively placing the inside of you knees in the crook of his elbows. His fingers dive into the waistband of your panties and slowly yet sensually drag them down your legs. “Please Jask…” You whimper. You have never felt this need for someone in a long time. You wanted to press your legs together in order to relieve some of the tension but his arms are in the way of that. “Please what?” He asks with a smirk. “I need you please…” You whimper. He finishes removing your underwear and throws it where ever he threw his shirt and jacket. then goes to remove the rest of his belts and pants. You moan at the sight of him. He shuffles forward to where his thighs are flush with your ass. You buck your hips against his erection and whimper. “Please just hurry! I swear I am going to do it myself if you don-” You gasp as you feel him drag the tip of his cock through your folds. He leans over you and pulls you into a kiss.
His right arm unravels itself from your left leg and travels up your torso to your chest and gently presses you against the mattress. You wrap a hand around his wrist dragging it up to where it cups your neck. “Oh. You like my hands do you?” You nod. “Yes ple-” You let out a moan as he squeezes the sides of your neck gently. “What about here?” He asks and he moves his left hand from your thigh to your clit and begins to do gentle figure eights against it with his thumb. His calloused fingertips gave the right amount of friction you needed for some relief. You buck your hips just enough to feel the tip of his cock slide close to your entrance, “Ah ah… Need to open you up first darling.” He says as he removes his thumb from your clit and replacing it with his middle and ring finger before sliding then through your folds and to your entrance. He starts with his middle finger first but it wasn’t enough for you. “Please give me more Jaskier!” He smiles and nods doing just that by putting his ring finger in before doing a scissoring motion. “Do you think you can take another?” He asks and you nod and he eases another finger in, going in a back and forth motion. You jerk once he hits that one spot. As he does he puts his thumb back on your clit and resumes his previous motion. Your chest moves up and down as you pant. You felt hot as sweat begins to form all over your body. You feel the could in your belly about to snap when he stops. “What the hell Jaskier!” You cry out as he removes his fingers and wraps a hand around his cock and begins pumping. You can now see the sweat forming on him as well. The room seems to be getting hotter by the second.
Finally after what felt like forever he begins to push into you. You grip the wrist and forearm that his holding you down. He removes his hand from your neck ad grabs your left hand and interlacing your fingers with his. This surprisingly gives you a lot of comfort. Your heart flutters slightly as he pushes in to the hilt. You both moan in unison. “Sing for me more my love!” He say as he slowly begins to move. You grip the back of his neck and pull him in for a kiss before traveling down his jaw to his neck. He lets out a slight whimper as you bite down on his pressure point. This causes you to shiver, clamping down on him. “So tight!” He gasps as he begins to quicken his pace. His left hand tugs your thigh up his waist in a firm grip. He rolls his hips more with each thrust. You can’t help but keen and bite down particularly hard which causes Jaskier to moan. “Harder love…” He whimpers and you do just that but this time at the junction of his neck and shoulder. His grip on your interlocked hand grows tighter as you feel his cock throb inside of you. “What do you need love!” His question was more of a statement. “What can I do to make you come all over my cock?” He says and you sit there stunned for a moment before answering. “Harder please! A-And I need your hands!” You cry out as he begins to do just that. He take your leg that is resting on his hip and props it on his shoulder before reaching around it gripping your other hand. “No, no! I need to touch you!” You cry out and he gives a nod with a smile before moving that hand to your neck again. All of it was coming together. The feeling of his hand on your neck, the comfort of his other hand grounding you, his cock hitting just the right spot. You could yet again feel the coil inside you about to snap. “Sing for me love!” he says and you moan as you reach your peak. He follows soon after and pulls out.
His chest panting as he lets your leg slump into the crook of his elbow. He pulls away and lays beside you on the bed. You both are on your back staring up at the ceiling. “Give me a moment… And I’ll leave…” You say between breaths. “Why must you leave?” He asks suddenly confused. “Wasn’t this a one time thing?” You ask. “I-I mean yes but…” Your eyes widen at what he is saying. “Oh…” You open your arms and pat just bellow your neck. “Come here Jaskier…” You say and he gives a small smile before gingerly climbing on top of you resting his head on your collar bone. You run your hands through his hair and tug it slightly. “I told you my name… Yet you didn’t say it once after I told you….” Jaskier take a few strands of your hair and twirl it between his fingers. “I honestly didn’t want to get attached…” He says and you nod. “I don’t think I should have asked your name to be honest…” You tense up as he says this. You feel a slight twinge in your heart. “… Because now I know you. I know you intimately now…”
“But isn’t that what you expected?” You ask as you move your hand from his hair and on to his back. You draw small circles as he says. “Yes that was the plan but… They normally leave afterwards… They don’t let me do this…” You feel an arm wrap itself tighter around your waist and gripping tightly. “How many women have you slept with?” You ask and he tenses. “I…” “I know it’s a lot yet you seem so touch starved…” You say as you use your other hand to go underneath his chin. You maneuver his face to look up at you. “You have thought of love so poetically all your life haven’t you..?” You ask and he nods. “And every time you sleep with someone and they leave your heart breaks a little more…” You feel sad for him. You use to think of love the same way. “Yes…” He says and sighs. “You must find me pathetic…” You shake your head as he looks away. “You speak of love so poetically… It’s beautiful…” You say and he gives a small laugh. “You said it all love.” “I may have said it but your body told me…” He smile slightly and looks back up at you again. “How long are you hear for Bard?” You ask and he gives a shrug. “Until I don’t want to be I suppose…” He says and begins to pull away and lay next to you facing you. You turn on your side facing him. “How about you stay a little while longer… You can stay with me and find something new to sing about.” You say hope laced in your tone. “Something new?” He asks. “Something domestic… Calm.” You say as you grab his left hand with your right and bring it close to you. “Let me help you be a little less lonely… Even if it is only for a little while…” You say. “Has my sex appeal caused you to fall in love with me?” He asks jokingly and you giggle. “I just believe in destiny… And I believe it brought two touched-starved people together…”
