( the steps. he would perhaps question her if he weren't so turned and she wasn't standing in front of him looking she was, he might have said something but his mind is fuzzy, fogged up with desire and thoughts of her.
he sits down at her silent request, making sure his pants are at least down enough that he's not going to get tangled up in them and end up falling down the stairs. he doesn't have much time to do that before she's moving to sit atop him, knees on either side.
geralt reaches for her hip with one hand and the railing with the other, getting a good grip just as she starts to sink down against his cock. he sucks in a breath and moans her name even if things have barely gotten started here. )
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he sits down at her silent request, making sure his pants are at least down enough that he's not going to get tangled up in them and end up falling down the stairs. he doesn't have much time to do that before she's moving to sit atop him, knees on either side.
geralt reaches for her hip with one hand and the railing with the other, getting a good grip just as she starts to sink down against his cock. he sucks in a breath and moans her name even if things have barely gotten started here. )