[Jaskier's arms go around his shoulders, embracing him like it's the easiest thing in the world. For Jaskier, perhaps, it is, and always has been. His affection comes as natural and easy to him as breathing. It's strange and new, every time it happens. Maybe one day, Geralt will finally get used to the idea of someone touching him for nothing more than to show fondness.]
You didn't know what was good for you. [Since Posada. Jaskier was barely even a man back then, and still never grew into one who knew how to recognize danger. He shouldn't have wanted to kiss a man who punched him in the stomach, or a man whose lifestyle demanded that he walk straight into the mouths of countless monsters. That lack of self-preservation has turned out in Geralt's favor, perhaps, but it doesn't mean he entirely likes it. He'd prefer a bard with a little more sense and a bit fewer flights of fancy.]
[But the bard aims to make up for his perceived lack of kisses-- two decades, how many kisses would a normal man even get in that time?-- and presses his lips to his witcher's. Geralt responds as any man would, by putting his hands on Jaskier's hip and back and kissing him back. They are in public, though, so there's some restraint involved. Jaskier's not getting more than a little tongue and a squeeze before Geralt lets him go. Nobody gets a free show.]
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You didn't know what was good for you. [Since Posada. Jaskier was barely even a man back then, and still never grew into one who knew how to recognize danger. He shouldn't have wanted to kiss a man who punched him in the stomach, or a man whose lifestyle demanded that he walk straight into the mouths of countless monsters. That lack of self-preservation has turned out in Geralt's favor, perhaps, but it doesn't mean he entirely likes it. He'd prefer a bard with a little more sense and a bit fewer flights of fancy.]
[But the bard aims to make up for his perceived lack of kisses-- two decades, how many kisses would a normal man even get in that time?-- and presses his lips to his witcher's. Geralt responds as any man would, by putting his hands on Jaskier's hip and back and kissing him back. They are in public, though, so there's some restraint involved. Jaskier's not getting more than a little tongue and a squeeze before Geralt lets him go. Nobody gets a free show.]
That's a start for you. You can have more later.