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    Jaskier hums. “Is it true what they say about snake venom?”

    “What?” Letho snaps impatiently.

    “You know,” he says, twirling his hand meaninglessly, and Letho definitely doesn’t know. “That if you drink it enough, you’ll be immune to snake bites?”

    Letho actually looks up at him and is forced to contend with the idea that he’s being followed by a lunatic.

     

    (Letho doesn’t mean to keep Jaskier, but quickly realizes he’s… attached.)

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    19 Oct 2021

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    “I’m your lover from a past life,” said Geralt.

    “Oh,” said Jaskier. “Okay. Well. I’ve heard a lot of pick up lines in my time but that, that’s a new one on me, actually.”

    “It’s not a pick up line.”

    “It’s not?” Jaskier sat dubiously back in his chair. “So. Are you – not trying to pick me up?”

     Geralt looked askance. “I guess it’s a pick up line.”

    Geralt and Yennefer live forever; Jaskier lives again, and again. It takes him a while to come around to the idea.

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    08 Oct 2021

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    “I’m feelin’ great,” Eskel slurs, sounding slightly drunk, but nothing worse. “That’s not even all you can do?”

    Jaskier turns his smile against Eskel’s peck. “No, it’s not,” he confirms. “The pheromones are strong, can make you physically wanting, but they leave your mind to yourself. Influencing, certainly, but not controlling.”

    Eskel just hums, tracing the shape of Jaskier’s horn. That’s it for a long while, just their shared warmth and Eskel’s hand on his head. Jaskier starts to think he’s actually falling asleep, but then his voice comes back, syrupy and soft. “I think Lam… might like feeling like he isn’t the one in control.”

    The words bring Jaskier’s insides back up to a simmer. He breathes in slow. “I know.”

     

    (Jaskier can sense exactly what Lambert wants from him. He also knows how carefully he has to offer it to make the poor puppy take it.)

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    08 Oct 2021

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    Lambert subbing with the help of some mind control

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    “You’re staring,” Hank says, taking a sip of his shake.

    Connor starts to deflect, but it seems like a futile venture at this point. He shrugs, eyes stuck on the patch of color on Hank’s skin and grappling with the strange urge to put his mouth there. “I like looking at you.”

    That makes Hank go still, lowering his cup to the table. “These glasses got you that keyed up?” he asks.

     

    (Hank gets new glasses. Connor really, really likes them.)

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    Lambert’s nostrils flare and Jaskier’s feels his own cheeks darken. “You weren’t kiddin’ about my hands, huh?” he slurs a little. “S’not pity.”

    Though Jaskier is a bit inebriated himself, the words cut through the haze of alcohol and simmering arousal. “No,” he replies, confused. “Why would it be pity, darling?”

    Lambert blinks at him—confusion, shock, and scowling resignation in quick succession. “Because you’ve got a fucking rabbit’s libido and my dick doesn’t work.”

    Jaskier is feeling acutely more sober even if the room sways when he sits up on his elbow. “Lambert, I’m not a bastard, if you’re too drunk—”

    “S’not ‘cause of the fuckin’ Gull,” Lambert snaps, in the particular growl he usually only takes with Vesemir and Jaskier—gets it, then.

     

    (Jaskier is obsessed with Lambert’s hands. This works out for an unexpected reason.)

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