1. It's not that Geralt would have been opposed to bedding her, normally; he's just tired and sore from the hunt. He needs to change his bandages, and he just wants to sleep somewhere warmer than the frozen ground outside. She offers him a hot meal and a soft bed, if he just fucks her until she comes. It's not a hard choice.
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2. The man who'd posted the contract nods when Geralt shows up at the front door, holding the sack with the siren's head. He beckons Geralt in, and the witcher sees the man's daughter watching him curiously, smelling of fear. At least his eyes aren't black, this time. They pass through the home's main room and into the only other room - the bedroom - in order to negotiate privately. Geralt is uncomfortable, but he understands the man not wanting his daughter to see the gruesome sight, so he follows. However, as soon as Geralt is in the room, the man locks the door behind him. The witcher whirls around, grabbing the man by his shirt. But despite the smell of fear on the man, there's an even stronger scent of arousal. He tells Geralt what he has to do, if he wants to get paid. Though he poses no challenge to Geralt - he probably doesn't even own a sword - there's a little girl in the other room, and Geralt can't just orphan her. He goes to his knees.
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3. She crowds him up against the tavern wall, threatening to turn the town against him if he doesn't follow her. When she strips off his trousers, he realizes in horror that the thing prodding at his hole is not a finger, or even several. It's hard and cold and smells of wine. The next one is bigger. Hours later, she dismisses him with a laugh and a slap to his now-gaping ass. As he staggers down to the stable that the tavern owner is letting him sleep in, Geralt can only hope that his healing factor kicks in before he rides out of town at first light. Everything hurts more when it's cold.
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4. Geralt isn't sure how long he's been drifting in and out of consciousness, but by the time he wakes fully, he's stopped shivering, and he can breathe without his ribs piercing his lungs. His groaning brings someone into the room, looming above him where he lays on a cot. It's nicer than most places he wakes up from near-death experiences, but soon it turns into a nightmare. He can't move, the healer having given him some sort of paralytic while he was out, so all he can do is try to ignore them as they mount him, taking what he owes them from his body. They saved his life, after all.
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5. The nobleman croons over the novelty as he flits around the witcher, touching Geralt all over. It's uncomfortable, but it doesn't distract him from telling the… earl, perhaps? that he has no intention of helping him in his war. The man's face goes cold, but his voice doesn't change, even as he summons guards to take Geralt down to a cell. It doesn't even change when he tells the guards that he wants them to treat Geralt with the hospitality a witcher deserves. Apparently, the guards know exactly what that means, and they take great delight in obeying the orders. When Geralt escapes, he can't think about how there's more than just blood trailing down his legs, or he'll never make it to Roach. It was only three days.