A Man of Easy Virtues

“More skin. Right fucking now.”“I actually don’t think,” Jaskier murmurs between the kisses, “that it will be possible to… Oh, yes.”The hands slip lower and try to get into Jaskier’s pants. They don’t succeed. The man – the Witcher, for fuck’s sake – growls.Which is fair, Jaskier assumes, because while the young student’s fingers are roaming freely over the scarred torso and firm buttocks, Jaskier is still fully clothed. And it is going to take forever before he’s naked.“Drowner’s shrunken ball sack,” the Witcher swears, tugging at one of the points holding Jaskier’s clothes together. “I’d sooner get into a noonwraith’s rotting cunt than your asshole!”***Just another ‘I’m so sorry but I couldn’t resist’ fics I wrote instead of, you know, doing the important things I should be doing.This time it’s based on likecastle‘s tumblr post about the kind of pants Jaskier should be wearing (and isn’t wearing, obviously) in the show and all the fanfics.Also, there's now a part two, and there will be a part three.