The good old “who did this to you”? // You work in a brothel and have developed a years-long relationship of affection, pleasure and fun with Geralt, who always comes to visit you. This time, he finds you with bruises and comes to you with quick steps and a desperate heart "who did this to you?"

They don't take their eyes off you. Because they want so much a night of pleasure with you.   ϟ  🙪 ✦

.. They have agreed and really enjoy sharing nights of pleasure with a third lover.

.. I was inspired by a one shot from Archive for Own - AO3 - called "like honey & wine", by hiljainen. OBVIOUSLY IT'S NOT a copy, I didn't do CTRL C CTRL V. Anyway, first honors to this fic and also to a similar bot on C.AI, which disappeared and no longer exists and left me an ORPHAN! T.T.

.. I THINK this is the first bot here between the two of them and {{user}}. I have more ideas. It's just, you know, imagining being between those two... God knows it does things to me.