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Geralt looked down at Jaskier in his arms. It was like he was living a dream, the bard sprawled out in a nest scented by him, unclothed and wanting, barely able to take his lips from his skin, but Geralt still felt nervous.
“Tell me,”
Jaskier looked at him, feeling the discomfort between them.
“What’s wrong, Alpha? Was I moving too fast? Did I make a mistake?”
Geralt had never seen Jaskier looking so vulnerable before. He lay down to press his weight to him then holding him tight. For all of the stories He had heard Jaskier tell, he didn’t expect him to be so self conscious, he certainly didn’t need to be.
“No, no, Jask. It’s not you. It’s…”
He paused, unsure of how to phrase this considering he was confused himself.
“This is difficult to say out loud without sounding… silly.”
Jaskier smirked, his cheeky face returning as he pushed himself up on his elbows.
“Nothing you can say to me will sound ‘silly’, witcher, now tell me.”
Geralt tilted his head knowing if it was anyone else he’d never tell, but he could say anything to Jaskier.
“We’ve obviously… both, you know… in relationships had a, close, close, had a. When you’re in a, we’ve both-”
“Had sex?”
Geralt’s lips tightened and he stared at Jaskier.
“Yes Geralt, plenty. Both of us.”
He giggled.
“Why?”
Geralt leaned his head on Jaskier’s chest, letting the omega twirl his hair to make him feel calmer.
“Have you ever encountered… changes.”
“Geralt, love, you’re going to have to be a bit clearer with me so that I can answer. It’s alright, my delicate ears can handle rude words.”
Geralt managed a laugh at that before realising he wasn’t making much sense.
“I’ve never… I’ve obviously had sex but I’ve never… Not with an omega. I don’t want to hurt you when, if I even can, knot you. I don’t know what to do.”
Jaskier this time was pulling him close, their roles reversed as he put Geralt at ease.
“Well, actually Geralt, no, I haven’t. You know when you saved me from the monster when I was climbing the tree?”
Geralt mmm’d, nosing into Jaskier’s chest hair.
“Well, when you did that voice, when it made me weak. That’s when I knew that we were matched. That voice, the power that comes with it, it only works if you’re, in a poetic sense, destined to be together. And other things, like knotting, only works in the same way… So it’ll be new to both of us, darling.”
Geralt looked up, his chin still on Jaskier’s chest.
“It’ll be fine alpha. Like you said, we’re both, very experienced in that department-”
“Speak for yourself.”
“I will.”
They both laughed.
“But what I mean is, it’ll be okay. Like the rest, it’s instinct. And I know you’ll never let any harm come to me.”
“How? What if I can’t control it?”
“I just know.”
Jaskier lifted Geralt’s chin, bringing him back up to where he was before. His legs wrapping round Geralt’s waist as he trailed light kisses from his mouth down his neck, licking the spot that tasted so strong of his alpha. Geralt began to purr, feeling the desire burning in him. A feeling in his skin that tingled and made him feel animalistic.
“What if I-”
“Geralt. My love. You wouldn’t be this concerned about me if you weren’t going to look after me. I trust you. With my whole heart.”
Geralt smiled. A shy smile that only Jaskier would ever see.
“And this is what you want?”
Jaskier looked back at him, his face changing with a devilish grin.
“What love?”
“You want to do this? You want me?”
Jaskier hooked his legs even tighter round him, making Geralt grunt. He pressed his lips against Geralt’s ear.
“Want your what? Ask me properly, Alpha. I need clear questions.”
Jaskier bit his earlobe making it clear what he meant. Geralt growled, feeling that intense shiver over his body again.
“Omega, my omega,”
Geralt held Jaskier tighter, feeling him press his hips up, whining.
“Is this what you want? To take your Alpha’s knot even if it stretches you beyond anything you’ve ever felt before?”
Jaskier dug his nails into Geralt’s back, breathing in his alpha until he felt like there was no breath left of his own.
“Oh, yes alpha, please. Anything you want alpha. I’m yours.”
Geralt could smell something new in the air. He looked down and trailed his finger down Jaskier’s inner thigh. Jaskier relaxed onto the bed and immediately spread his legs giving Geralt whatever access he wanted. Geralt watched as Jaskier’s cock twitched between them, while he gently ran his finger over his hole. What he found there made his head dizzy.
“Omega… You’re wet.”
Jaskier whimpered more, his legs quivering after barely being touched.
“Yes, yes alpha! Only for you. Look what you’re doing to my body. Look how much I need you. Please, please, alpha.”
Jaskier’s jaw dropped as Geralt lifted the finger up to his mouth. Geralt licked every last sweet drop from it, tasting the want from his omega. Something he’d never tasted before. This man was his. His mate. Their bodies were changing for each other. Watching this made him feel overwhelmed with need.
As soon as Geralt’s finger moved past his lips, Jaskier let out an incredible moan that could have been heard throughout the keep. He should have known Jaskier was loud, really, but this was something else.
Jaskier moved his hand to hold the base of his own cock, barely able to string words together.
“I thought you didn’t know what you were doing, witcher.”
“I don’t, sort of.”
Jaskier raised an eyebrow up at him coquettishly. The words between them lightened the mood for the weight of what was to come next. Geralt could feel himself growing heavy between Jaskier’s legs. He looked at his cock next to his omega, even before it was at full size he had concerns. He privately glanced at his fingers, wondering how many would compare to get his partner ready for his knot.
Geralt traced light circles over Jaskier's entrance, coating two of his fingers in the omegas slick. He pressed a kiss against Jaskier's lips, feeling the vibrations of his moans on his own, before pressing into him. He gently fucked the omega on his fingers, slowly opening him up, while Jaskier licked at Geralt's neck, tasting the scent of his alpha, making him weak.
Geralt could feel how relaxed the bard was. Almost liquid like only able to make light noises on the bed.
"Are you ready, Jask? Or do you need more?"
Geralt teased a third finger without going in.
Jaskier nodded, biting his lip.
"Are you ready, Alpha?"
It was clear both of them were nervous, but both absolutely ready.
Geralt lined himself up, watching as he coated his own cock in the slick that was dripping from his partner's hole. His mouth open, accidentally teasing Jaskier with his tip.
Jaskier's legs trembled as he twitched at the feeling, trying to pull Geralt in with his heels behind the witcher's hips.
"Please…"
Jaskier whispered, his own instincts taking over as the need to be filled started to become overwhelming.
Geralt slowly pushed himself in, before pulling out again. Repeating this in gentle movements giving Jaskier more each time, hoping this would help him get used to the size. Jaskier gasped at first, his eyes widening and looking up to his alpha for reassurance.
Geralt surrounded his body, enclosing him within his arms, pulling the omega close into his neck.
"You're doing well, Jaskier. My good omega."
Geralt calmed him with alpha voice, feeling the bard immediately melt into his arms.
"Tell me again, Alpha. Please."
Jaskier licked at Geralt's neck, over and over at the spot that tasted sweeter than anywhere else.
Geralt held him steady as he slowly picked up pace, stretching his bard out and becoming more primal with every moan that came from his mates lips.
"Mine. My Omega. No one else's."
Geralt lifted Jaskier's hips and punctuated his claiming words with his thrusts. Now, managing to fully fill Jaskier with his cock.
"So good, Jask. Made for me. Made for me to look after. Made to take my knot."
Jaskier couldn't cling on any tighter to him, digging his nails into Geralt's back feeling fuller than he'd ever felt. The slick was dripping from him as he tried to buck his hips up, wanting, needing more.
"Alpha, please, I need… I… it aches-"
Geralt pulled Jaskier up in one arm, holding him to his chest, before rolling onto his back so that the bard was on top of him. Jaskier sat back, now controlling the pace that he needed. Geralt looked up at his omega, eyes closed and head back showing his long neck covered in little marks. He was close. They both were. But Geralt knew that this was going to be different to anything Jaskier had felt before. He took Jaskier's cock in his hand.
"I… Geralt I-"
"I know, Jask. Just take what you need."
Geralt steadied the bard's hips with one hand pushing up into him forcing the breath out of his lungs, while pumping his cock with the other. Before long, Geralt could hear those deep moans turning into high pitched breathy whines.
Geralt could feel himself filling out. Jaskier was starting to struggle going as fast, and his eyes started to widen.
"A… Alpha-"
Jaskier searched for Geralt's hands and tangled their fingers together when he found them. He let himself fall forward onto Geralt's chest, needing to be held through this.
"Shhh, you're doing well Jask. Good omega. I'm here. You're Alpha is here."
Jaskier pulled his thighs in tight around Geralt's hips and let the witcher gently fuck into him. Geralt kissed over Jaskiers hair, holding him close.
"You doing okay, Jask?"
"Mmmmhm."
Jaskier enthusiastically nodded into his chest.
"You ready to take alphas knot?"
"Yes… please… make me yours."
Geralt growled, holding him so tight he thought he might break him, and with long, deliberate strokes, he slowly felt his knot swell inside Jaskier.
"Geralt!"
Jaskier twitched around him, biting down on his shoulder. Geralt could feel Jaskier convulse around his cock as slick ran down the bard's thighs and onto his own, while at the same time his cum pulsed over Geralt's stomach.
"Mmm, good omega, my good omega. That's it. Give it to me. Make a mess of your alpha. Make sure everyone can smell you on me."
"Yes alpha!"
As Jaskier continued to shake above him, Geralt couldn't hold back any longer, now feeling like he could barely move inside of his partner. He cuddled Jaskier as close as he could, before feeling himself lock into him. Growling at the sensation of the claim, pumping more cum than he thought possible into Jaskier.
He could hear the bard, breathlessly whimper beneath him as he filled him up.
"All… all mine, omega. All filled up… for me."
"Mmmhm, please … Ger… Geralt. Fill up your omega. Keep me."
They were both totally exhausted. It was a few minutes before either of them tried to talk, Geralt lazily circling Jaskiers back with his fingers.
Jaskier lifted his chin to look up at Geralt.
"You okay, Jask?"
Jaskier nodded back silently. The feeling was more than overwhelming.
"You?"
Geralt grinned, cupping Jaskier's jaw.
"Perfect."
Jaskier smiled before cuddling back into his alpha. Still full on his knot, feeling like he belonged.
"It was a bit weird, right?"
Jaskier whispered, smiling.
"What's that?"
"Well, it felt like my body knew what it was doing. I don't know, it just felt different."
"Good different?"
"Perfect different."
Geralt smiled down at the man almost bundled on top of him.
"Good."
"I don't want to move. It feels right that I'm here."
Jaskier wiggled his hips, making Geralt twitch inside of him.
"Ah, Jask, I am not ready for you to do that yet. Be still."
Jaskier looked up at the witcher, grinning.
"When have you ever known me to be still, Geralt?"
"How do you have this much energy?"
Jaskier slumped down again in a mock huff.
"It's like you don't even know me at all!"
Geralt laughed, holding Jaskier in a bear hug.
"Rest, my omega. If you stop wriggling until my knot goes down, I promise I'll get up and make you food. Okay?"
"I'll try. No promises."
Jaskier smiled into Geralt's chest, then closed his eyes.
"I love you, Alpha."
"I love you too, my Omega."