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Nasty Boy
by ambersagen
“What's not to like? I get hot water, nice smelling soap, a lovely boy massaging my aching muscles,” Eskel caught the bard’s soapy hands, halting his methodical scrubbing to pull him down for a kiss. “Fucking isn't the only physical pleasure, Lamb. Our bard’s head rubs are to die for.” “Haven't you ever had a world changing massage before?” Jaskier asked, returning to his work. “I knew this wonderful lady back in Redania who did hot rock massages better than most sex that I've paid for.” Lambert shrugged, sheathing his blade after giving it a final wipe. “Never had a massage before. Can't imagine it's better than sex though.”