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afterhoursfic · 3 years

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I read a post about Jaskier falling in love with Roach a little while back and I had an idea that I thought you might enjoy (don't worry if this isn't your style) so what if Jaskier's been fucking Roach and it's going great and Geralt watches but he doesn't participate. He loves seeing Jaskier try so hard to breed Roach and then he gets the idea to buy a potion that would make Jaskier's cum actually compatible and Jaskier doesn't know and he keeps fucking Roach and a few months later, the signs of Roach actually being pregnant are evident and Jaskier can't work it out but he knows that's his baby in her and he's so in love and he loves his little foal even before it's born. And just Jaskier getting Roach pregnant

Your horse fics are amazing! It gave me this idea for Jaskier who (for some reason) has been cursed with a horses dick. At first he's incredibly excited (he now has a massive cock after all) but he quickly realizes that no one will sleep with him like that. Eventually he gets desperate enough to fuck Roach and afterwards it's so good he gives up trying to fix the curse. Any thoughts?

Warning: beasitality, dub con

Okay but I love this idea a lot. Just as soon as Jaskier gets cursed hes laughing because now he's literally hung as a horse and everyone will be drooling over his cock now.

I'd say he's definitely more of a grower, his cock is a bit thicker and a little longer than it was, but fuck when he gets he could probably bend down and suck his own cock if he really wanted too.

Of course when he tells his partners he's big, like really big, he's shoved to the nearest empty space and his cock pulled. Only he watches they're face to go from silent glee to slightly terrified to disbelief to get the fuck out of here what is wrong with you.

Needless to say he's horny, like unbearably horny to the point he's constantly light headed from how hard he is most of the time and where Geralt has to drag him onto Roach so he doesn't fall over.

Of course Geralt finds out, how couldn't he when it was stupidly obvious by the tent in his pants when he tried to squeeze his cock to calm himself as they sat around the fire.

Geralt knows of his problem too. Mentions every other minute how je stimks of sweat and sex and that he really needs to get laid. Jaskier couldn't agree more but that wasnt going to be happening soon and given the delicate situation he was loathe to go to a sorceress to get it fixed let alone Yennefer like Geralt had suggested.

Although it's Geralt that comes up with a solution, he has a horse's cock now, so why not fuck a horse and Geralts mare was right there. He should be disgusted and angry at Geralt for pimping out his horse to him for a quick fuck but he doesn't. He's just the right amount of horny and desperate and drunk and light headed to not be thinking clearly and a few minutes later Geralts helping him stumble out of his clothes and settling Roach.

He keeps his eyes shut as he pushes his cock into her, ignores her whinny because all he can think is tight, wet, hot and Jaskier needs more, needs all of it and he makes quick work of fucking Roach and himself to orgasm. He stays plastered to back, damn right hisses when Geralt tries to coax her away just so he grind his cock deeper, edging himself higher and higher until he's panting and shallowly thrusting into her. Both of them make desperate noises and he's thankful theyre in the middle of nowhere when he cries out as he comes and comes and comes and fuck if he wasnt human he could've bred her, stuffed her so full with come she'd have to carry his kid but he is human and although his cock twitches eagerly at the idea he's quickly pulling out and letting Geralt drag her away.

It becomes a regular occurance after that and Jaskiers gotten used to Geralt as his audience, hell sometimes when he's on the very edge Geralt will let Jaskier fall to his knees and suck his cock until he's stripping come over his face.

He's sure he's kept his secret a secret, in that he gets off on the idea of breeding Roach like nothing else. He blames the horse cock but the idea of stuffing her so full of come and fucking a child into her is definitely more than magic. So he thinks he kept it secret but sometimes Geralt will get a strange look in his eye when they stop at an apothecary or Jaskiers catching his breath as he lays on Roach's back.

It takes months to notice. Hell he couldn't even tell the difference on Roach, he just knew they were travelling further and further north until Geralt told them they were headed for Kaer Morhen, so Roach could rest and give birth and peace and Jaskier damn near slips off a ledge at that.

Thats when he notices that her belly is bigger that Geralt hasn't ridden her in weeks and that steadily they've both been carrying more than they ever had before. Its only bscause he drives himself into a panic that Geralt tells him that he got a spell, a mixture, and spiked him with it. That it made him fertile to horses and that Roach was pregnant with his kid, and that it should be a proper foal.

It takes him a few minutes to process before he stopping them and cooing at Roach for ages before Geralt rolls his eyes and tells him they still have a long way to go. He doesnt fuck Roach after that and he and even Geralt are a little tired but Jaskier decides he definitely doesnt want to fuck anything up.

Although he is tided over by Geralt telling him that after Roach gives birth and its not some fucked up hybrid that there were other mares kept at the keep for him to fuck. That he could get himself a small herd of baby foals by the end of winter and they can just pin it on Eskels stallion.

Jaskier's never walked so fast in his life after hearing that.

#afterhours cw beastialty #afterhours cw dub con #afterhours cw breeding kink #afterhours cw pregnancy mention #bless you guys for sending me some amazing asks

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afterhoursfic · 3 years

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I also love Eskel a normal amount, and I love the idea of him just being... Such a slut. Imagine free use witchers, where anyone can offer coin to a witcher for sex and they're expected to agree (they don't have to, but it's expected, and they usually do because it's easy money). Eskel does great, because he's charming and hits the balance of the thrill of fucking a witcher without coming across as actually dangerous to someone interested. (cont)

(cont) so Eskel pretty frequently gets lead back to someone's house, or fucked over a table in a tavern. Sometimes someone pays him for more than just a fuck. Sometimes they want to see Scorpion fuck him - and joke's on them, that's Eskel's favourite thing to do when he wants to treat himself. Sometimes someone wants to see how much he can take, and he finds himself getting stuffed with whatever his client has lying around the house

Warning: beastiality, dub con

It’s part of their trade they don’t talk about in the beginning, but they will accept offers of coin under the table to be taken to a room somewhere and fuck or get fucked. It’s mostly just nobles in the beginning, ones who can afford to pay absurd amounts of money so they can gloat about the time they slept with a witcher, but as monsters become more scarce and work harder to find they have no choice but to broaden their horizons.

Eskel’s spoken about it with Geralt and Lambert before, He knows Geralt charges a hefty sum, 300 crowns, to take him to bed purely because of his reputation, the only witcher to have survived two rounds of mutagens plus who wouldn’t want the butcher of blaviken groveling under their boot, or the white wolf crying out on their cock.

Lambert was more reasonable and changed his price depending on how much he thought he could swindle from someone, and he was good at it, playing off the annoying brat until people who had no intention of fucking him will hire him for the night just so they can beat him around a bit.

He has a different tact, in that he charges only a few crowns per client, Vesemir had berated him for it when he found out but when you were a witcher, a tall and imposing one with scars on your face highlighting that, he found he had to add a little extra incentive. He also came across as shy and half desperate for coin to get even the slightest farm hand to take him up on his offer, and when he was bent over and being fucked on the man’s cock that’s when he became more enthusiastic, begging them for more until he had enough and moved them so he could ride them how they both wanted to be fucked, quick and hard.

He soon earned a bit of a reputation for being a witcher slut and he wasn’t about to deny them, thinking back to when one guy paid 5 crowns to fuck him only for a group of his friends to join him and them all taking equal turns to ruin him on both ends before giving a pat to his ass and leaving. Honestly, as long as he was being fucked on the regular he didn’t care how much he was paid if at all, but he had his profitable evenings, namely after one guy fucks him in a corner of the inn, half the town follows until his pockets are filled with coin and by agreeing to let the land lord fuck him for a couple of rounds and again at breakfast he got free board for the night.

He earns most of his money though from the depraved fuckers who want to humiliate him, have him red in the face as he begs them to stop as they just laugh and continue. The ones who have him chase their wives through the woods (consensually of course, he’s not that desperate for coin) and when he catches them, pins them in the dirt to fuck into them like some deranged animal before their husband comes to push him off and ‘save the day from the mutant scum’. Or when they stap him down to the bed just to watch him squirm as they fuck him with different objects, a mirror handle, the hilt of his sword, one time an empty bottle of wine. It’s easy money, the only downside is that he doesn't get much out of it and often wonders back to town to see if he can find another client for the night.

Then there are those, either rich enough or enough of them to pool their cash, so they can take him to the breeding kennels, or out into the forest where the packs of wild dogs are, give him a couple of fingers for prep before letting the first beast mount him. He pretends to hate it, to cry out and curse just to encourage the jeers from the steadily growing crowd who throw more and more coins at him the more he struggles with each dog that mounts him. But Eskel likes getting fucked and whether that's by a human or an animal he doesn’t care, in fact animals are so much simpler, a brief flick of axii and he’s got a whole pack eagerly waiting to fuck him to make sure he never goes without on the path.

Even when he’s putting on the show now, there’s only a handful of beasts and most of them are already spent but there’s still coin to be earned and Eskel is still desperate for more. Once the dog on him knot deflates and he pulls away Eskel is able to do a quick axii, his audience none the wiser as he gets the alpha of the pack to drop its cock again, the dog panting as it sniffs at him before licking his hole, he pretends to flinch and whimper when it finally mounts him even as he rolls his hips back to encourage its cock into his hole.

His favorite thing to do though is get fucked by Scorpion, out on the path when it’s just them what else is there to do, especially when Scorpion is practically lipping at him all the time and the only way he can get camp set up for the night without being hounded by a horny horse is to suck him off first and then after dinner quickly work himself open before fucking himself on Scorpions cock. It’s made all the better when people who hire him for the night don’t take them to their room but instead back to the stables where a handful of coin is shoved into his hand before multiple people are pushing him about until he’s strapped onto the breeding bench.

He definitely enjoys milking his ‘hatred’ for it as he pretends to struggle and call out for Scorpion to stop as they lead him closer, the horses cock already hanging out of it sheath and in his head he can just purr out a ‘good boy’ as he struggles one last time when Scorpion is mounted on top of him, but the moment his cock presses into his hole he falls limp and groans as Scorpion forces him open on his cock.

Once Scorpion comes and pulls out he’ll be unstrapped and left to deal with the consequences, which usually means he’ll stay right where he is as he wriggles his ass still leaking Scorpions come, presenting it to him until finally the horse mounts him again and has him groaning on his cock. If he’s lucky he’ll get a third round from Scorpion that night and then in the morning they’ll leave for the next town which he knows has a reputation for their horse racing, maybe there he’ll get more than Scorpions cock.

#afterhours cw beastialty #afterhours cw object insertion #afterhours cw dubious consent #kinda but eskel loves being fucked so he doesn't really care #probably not what you asked for but here it is #kinda expect Eskel to go back to KM loaded after his sexcapades and geralt and lambert are like how the fuck because Eskels so cheap

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afterhoursfic · 3 years

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Hello, first off I absolutely adore your writing, it's fucking amazing. Some of the ideas you come up with are just 🤯. I'm dropping into your ask box because I'm looking for a fic and I'm hoping you or someone else will remember it, because I can't seem to find it on AO3, where I thought I read it. The whole premise is that Jaskier has been cursed to think that a wolf is his boyfriend, and then he meets back up with Geralt who didn't know about this development but is perfectly okay with it, and Geralt then proceeds to sneak around and fake going on hunts so he can watch Jaskier getting fucked by his wolf.

Thanks!

Thank you for the kind words!! ❤

As for the fic it's actually one of mine which you can find here

And @buttercupkinks did a part 2 you can find here

Hope that helps!! And I'll try and put my part of the fic up on AO3 today to make it easier to find

#afterhours talks #afterhours cw beastialty

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afterhoursfic · 3 years

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Had an idea for part 2 of Jaskier and Kaer Morhen Dog if you're interested!! I love big muscle bottoms so maybe Geralt is a little jealous because before Jaskier arrived, HE was the dogs bitch and he spent all year looking forward to getting home and being stuck on a knot for the duration of winter, so they have to take turns being the Bitch and maybe they end up with Geralt fucking Jaskier while the dog fucks Geralt

Anon this idea is just *chefs kiss* gold tier, thank you!

And dont get him wrong Geralt loves seeing Jaskier on the dogs knot but he misses it too and there's no way they can get another dog up to the keep now so they have to share.

I love the idea of Geralt fucking Jaskier as he gets fucked, that is just 👌👌👌 so good. I'm sure Eskel and Lambert will be happy to fill in for whoever isn't getting fucked, so I will definitely be using this idea, thank you anon!

And I'm sure come next year there's a pack of mutts running around the keep for Geralt and Jaskier to get knotted on

#afterhours talks #afterhours cw beastialty

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afterhoursfic · 3 years

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Jaskier/horse please 🐴 Ironically, i don't know much about horses so don't know how realistic this would be but Jaskier starts pleasuring Roach, maybe when he's grooming her for Geralt, he accidentally touches her and she responds well so he does it on purpose after and when Geralt is away, he'll use his mouth on her or as a treat, fuck her. Luckily Geralt is oblivious, if not confused why he smells like horse more but Jaskier loves his new partner who always manages to make him happy

Warning: beastiality

I mean I know nothing about horses either but I hope you like it anyway :D

It had started off by accident. As summer dragged on and Geralt had a constant string of contracts it meant that he and Roach were left alone, a lot, most of the time in the woods to save spending coin at an inn, good in the long run but overall boring.

It had meant that Jaskier had to take up more responsibility. Thankfully he was never left to hunt his own food, Geralt would always come back at some point in the evening with some form of food, but his jobs were namely how to start and maintain a fire, to make sure they had shelter for the night, and perhaps most importantly, looking after Roach.

The latter task was probably the hardest of them all, his relationship with Geralt’s horse had been tenuous at most, sure he tried to slip her treats every now and then to gain her favor, but she seemed to remain ever loyal to Geralt, giving him nothing more than a huff as she turned from him. At least it was better than when they first met and she took to nibbling at his fingers when he wasn’t paying attention.

It was one of those nights now though, the wind was still and the night clear, their fire bright and crackling which had just left him the task of removing Roach’s saddle and giving her a quick brush down before letting her graze to her heart’s content.

Tonight though, the horse was…fidgety, constantly moving about and on edge and it wasn’t hard to figure why, even he could hear the sounds of Geralt’s fight in the quiet air. Admittedly he hadn’t listened to what monster it was, nekkers maybe, but occasionally Jaskier could hear the shrill shriek of something inhuman before it was quite literally cut off.

So, could he really be blamed if he weren’t exactly focused on his task, and on one swipe of the brush had the backs of his fingers brush against something soft and wet. Jaskier didn’t even think much of it, just kept idly stroking the soft skin which seemed to calm Roach down and cause her to snort now and then and almost move back into his touch.

It was only when the sounds of the fight died that he finally looked down and saw that he was stroking Roach’s cunt, granted the outside of it, but even in the dying light, he could see the pink folds and the small trail of slick that leaked out of her. Transfixed as he was he traced the shape of her cunt, mesmerized by it until the horse moved and his finger just teased inside of her, that he finally shook his head and pulled away, ignoring the horse stamping her back foot as Jaskier took to doing anything else at that point.

That night he could barely stand to look at Geralt or Roach, but he couldn’t help but think about what happened, of feeling the heat of Roach’s cunt around the tip of his finger and what it might be like to push them in all the way, or even better, his cock.

He shook the thought from his mind and took to playing his lute to distract himself, but just focusing on the way his fingers handled the strings, how they would probably still taste like the horse meant he quickly abandoned that idea and instead retired for an early night with nothing but a grunt from Geralt in response.

Come morning he was still plagued by thoughts of Roach, and it decidedly did not help that he was walking behind her, every now and then she swished her tail, and he caught a glimpse of her cunt again and the thoughts of what if before it was hidden again.

Frankly, he was surprised how long he held out, but two weeks since that first incident and with Geralt away on another hunt meant that Jaskier can’t help but indulge himself. Of course, he brushes her down first, makes sure she’s calm and watered because he definitely doesn’t want to be greeted by an angry Geralt, and then he starts it.

It’s just teasing a couple of fingers at first, similar to that night and when he hears Roach huff and stamp her foot before moving back onto his fingers, he bites his tongue as he pushes the first one in fully.

He can’t help but groan at how wet and open she feels and isn’t even given a chance to fully appreciate it before Roach is fidgeting and pushing back onto him, clearly impatient, and Jaskier can’t exactly refuse her as he pulls out instead to sink three fingers into her.

He earns a deep snort and whinny for his efforts and can’t leave her waiting as he fucks his fingers in and out of her, eyes fixed on his slick fingers fucking her so well she can’t help but let out little huffs before pushing back against him as if asking for more even as she snorts in her pleasure.

A fourth finger is coaxed in as well and Jaskier can feel his hand start to cramp but he knows Roach is close, hell he feels like he’s close himself as he drives his fingers harder into her until she lets out a neigh that he swears could wake the dead. He lets her prance away a little before shaking, but he doesn’t mind because he’s too focussed on watching Roach’s slick slide down his hand, leaning his head forward just for a small taste, before he sucks one finger into his mouth as he tries to undo his trouser laces with his free hand.

All it takes is his slick covered hand to wrap around his cock and the thought of sinking his cock into her to have him coming with a curse, his body shuddering through his orgasm. He almost falls to his knees he’s so weak with it but then Roach nudges at his shoulder and he manages to steel himself enough to tuck himself back in and clean himself before Geralt came back, making sure to thank Roach with an apple before he turned to a more innocent task.

When Geralt does return, his face is already flushed red with guilt and he can practically see Geralt’s nostrils flair and a sharp bolt of panic hits him, he forgot about the witcher’s enhanced senses, about how he probably smelled the whole thing but all he does is look at Roach for a moment. but he says nothing as he sits down.

It eats away at him all night though. He doesn’t expect to get away with it and expects at any moment for Geralt to say something once he found his words but there was nothing. Not even the next morning, or the next evening when they reached the town, when Jaskier had put Roach up in the stable and his fingers still dripped with slick as he stepped into their shared bedroom.

He only gets bolder with each passing day Geralt keeps silent. Even when the witcher is with him at their camp, sharpening his sword or whatever other witcher things he has to do, he’ll be there grooming Roach, her tail up high waiting for his touch as he brushes her coat.

He’ll tease her for a bit until she grunts and stamps her feet a little before he sinks two fingers into her even as Geralt warns him to stop messing around with Roach and to do the damn job. Oh if only he knew the truth of it as he sinks a third, a fourth, and then a fifth finger into her, edging the knuckles of his fist just into her cunt as he tries to hum a random tune to try and cover up the slick squelch of Roach’s cunt with every slide of his fist.

As much as he wants to though he can’t get her off like this, she’s far too noisy and Geralt is literally there so all he can do is angle another couple of thrusts into her dripping cunt whilst kissing the soft skin there until he pulls away entirely.

Sure Roach isn’t exactly happy and will nip at him for a while to try and get something more out of him, sometimes he’ll press a couple of fingers into her as he passes by or gives a quick lick to her cunt, but nothing more than that.

Things quickly escalate when they’re alone until he’ll spend hours whilst Geralt is off on a contract eating out Roach until spit and slick are dripping onto the front of his doublet, and long after that as well. If Geralt ever questions why he’s no longer begging to join him on hunts he doesn’t say anything, just goes off and tells him to look after Roach.

Roach has come to expect and encourage his touch, often turning her ass to him when she wants something, tail lifted and swishing every now and then to lure him in and he’s not proud to admit just how well it works. Even during the day, he’s often having to pet Roach’s flanks with a nervous laugh as Roach keeps trying to back onto him until she gets distracted by something else, most often Geralt whistling after her.

What he wants most though is a chance to fuck her, to properly fuck her. So far he’s had to content himself with hand jobs and humping her back legs as he fingered her or ate her out. It wasn’t bad by any means, he enjoyed doing it and wished they had more time to actually do stuff, but he was aching for a good fuck, and desperate to find out what her cunt would feel like wrapped around his cock for once.

The first problem though was the obvious height difference, given how most nights they camped in some forest clearing it didn’t exactly offer him a good vantage point to be able to sink his cock into her. The second problem was obviously Geralt, who occasionally gave the both of them odd glances during the day but still never said anything.

It’s months after they started this whole thing that he finally gets his chance to fuck her. It’s not pretty or romantic or anything, but it’s enough.

They’re in some far-out town that’s half-deserted, with the people desperate enough to house them whilst Geralt attends to several monster and bandit issues. So Geralt leaves, on foot, to scout out the area, but not before telling him to behave for the few days he’ll be gone, frankly, Jaskier can’t get him out of town fast enough.

The town is too poor to afford horses so the stable is empty apart from Roach and the townspeople are too scared of them, well Geralt, to come looking for him. Sure he’ll perform for them and tell tales of Geralt’s great adventures to try and lift their spirits, after that he might not get much spare time from them so he was going to make this count.

Roach is already waiting for him and greets him with a snort as she paces in her stall eager to get his hands on her, in her, frankly, he didn’t think the horse really cared. He spotted a bench on one side of the stable and all too eagerly tugged Roach towards it whilst trying to fight off her nipping and nudging.

He’s practically drooling when he sinks three fingers into her, and Roach shakes at the touch knowing she’ll be getting something good this time instead of being teased. He’s so desperate he almost tears his pants trying to get his cock out and it twitches when he pulls it out into the cool night air of the stable, but in the next breath, he’s teasing his cock at the edges of Roach’s cunt just to savor the moment a little longer.

He can feel Roach grow restless and he doesn’t want to leave either of them waiting any longer as he pushes his cock slowly into her, so he doesn’t get too overwhelmed, which turned out to be useless because he only got half his cock in before he had to stop so he didn’t come there and then.

It took several long, deep breaths and trying to ignore Roach growing restless under his hands before he pushed the rest of the way in. He didn’t give either of them any time to adjust, he just wanted to fuck her, to feel her cunt tighten around his cock as she got closer to the edge and let himself go to the feeling of it so that he was fucking her so well she couldn’t stop her neighing that surely would alert half the town.

The idea of someone walking in on them, of seeing him bent over her back and fucking desperately into her cunt, the slick slap-slap of their bodies connecting that sounded sinful in the stable sent a jolt of pleasure to his gut, so overwhelmed he could only groan and mumble nonsense through a handful more thrusts until he stilled and came deep into her cunt, grinding up against her as his vision whited out a bit and he milked every rope of come filling her up.

Of course, he didn’t leave her wanting, his cock was still half hard and he fucked her with small aborted thrusts, edging a couple of fingers in alongside his cock before she neighed and rose on her back legs a little, leaving him to chuckle as he pats her sides to try and calm her down.

It was fair to say he didn’t leave the stable that night, or the night after or every night Geralt was gone, eager to take every advantage he could of fucking his girl before he lost his chance for however long, maybe he’d pay a mage for some sort of portable stool? Those were thoughts for another day, right now though he was struggling to stop his breath hitching at the trail of his come leaking out of Roach’s cunt and not even thinking twice before he leaned forward to lick it up and tease his tongue at her folds.

#afterhours cw beastialty #afterhours cw public sex #afterhours cw exhibitionism #afterhours fic week

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afterhoursfic · 3 years

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I can't stop thinking about the prompt you got about Jaskier transformed into animals and then unwilling fucked by others of that animal, I keep getting distracted at work by it 😳 but what if he goes from hating it to seeking it out. After he's turned back to human, he tries to forget his traumatic experience by fucking lots of people but now none of them are able to satisfy him anymore and he's forced to search for an animal to fill his need and he's mortified but it's the only way to feel 🌼

Warning: beastiality

A stroke of genius!

After Jaskier gets fixed he needs to take soem time to himself and leaves Geralt who looks as guilty as he can but doesn't stop him.

At first Jaskier keeps to himself, flinching away from both humans and animals as he comes to terms with what happened but he just can't stop thinking about it. He misses being with people, misses the crowds and trying to woo and flirt his way into peoples beds so he starts doing it. At least he hasn't lost any of his charm as he fucks and gets fucked through towns and villages and it's not as if the sex is bad, a little vanilla maybe but he can't halp but think about being stuck on a dogs knot, about Scorpion cornering him in the stall before mounting him and stretching him around his thick impossibly big cock until he was screaming from it, well neighing but semantics.

It becomes clear that this, sleeping with random people in no name towns isnt working anymore, the closest he got to a decent orgasm was when he was getting fucked by the stable hand as Jaskier leaned against the stall wall and was greeted by a horse nipping at his hair and neck. He came instantly, and let the stranger fuck him for another round as he let the horse sniff at him and make him come embarrasingly fast a second time.

It's not like he actively decided to sleep with a horse but when he comes across a town and in the stable there is horse the spitting image of Scorpion, who is yes thank fuck, a stallion and seems to get more excited at the sight of him, can see the horses nostrils flare as he steps closer and begins kicking his stall door to get out. Of course Jaskier just gojng to have a look, just to prove he really doesnt want to get fucked by an animal but when he sees the horses cock already half out of it's sheath he can't help but feel like its destiny.

Its easy to lock the stable door and now that he's alone he eagerly lets the horse out who is all but prancing around him now as he makes his way to the breeding bench. Lucky for him he's already prepped, it's not that he missed being stuck on a thick cock but now Jaskier could only get off with at least four fingers in him a d so he just slicked his fingers to stretch himself quickly and slicking his hole before the horse mounts him.

Its all to easy to get the horses cock in him and fuck it's even better than he remembered and he can't help but roll his hips to sink down on it quicker and moan like a cheap whore that he's sure will earn him looks when he leaves.

It only takes a handful of thrusts to get him to come and the horse follows soon after, the heas of its cock flaring so it can stay in his hole as it pumps load after load of come into him and he's briefly aware of some of the hirses also getting agitated in their stalls. Well is he wanders by and they're already dropping their cocks like good boys then there's no reason he shouldn't let them fuck him too.

I also like the idea that that horse was Scorpion and Jaskier runs into Eskel in the tavern and he just knows instantly whilst Jaskiers silently mortified. Eskel offers Jaskier to travel with him and at first he thinks its a joke but Eskel insists, says he wont have trouble stabbling Scorpion up because he has his own hole to fuck now and mares in heat wouldn't be an issue anymore because Scorpion can just fuck him instead and Jaskier doesn't even hesitate when he says yes

#afterhours cw beastialty #this was a brilliant idea #jaskier just trying to process it but turns out he just wants animal cock now #Geralt rocks up to kaer morhen but is met with Jaskier getting fucked by Scorpion and uh oh guess Roach will just have to wait her turn #geralt is both shook and turned on

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afterhoursfic · 4 years

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For your consideration: Geralt only ever buys mares because he had a stallion once and just never got anything done. It's hard to be a witcher when you're constantly aching and dripping horse come, after all.

Warning: beastiality

I LOVE your mind anon.

Maybe it started at Kaer Morhen, first he starts experimenting with other boys but none of them quite fill him the way he wants, even Eskel who was the biggest of them all only momentarily sates him

So he makes the natural jump to the horses stabled at the keep. He's not fussy about which one, just picks the first stallion he comes across and takes it out for a ride. He only manages to last as far as he can stand to wait aka out of ear shot of any witchers at the keep and quickly gets off the horse.

A few minutes later and a generous use of axii and the horse's cock is fully out of its sheath, stood at attention and he quickly fingers himself open aa he licks at the head of the horses, moaning at the taste and just how full his mouth feels from just the head.

A few seconds later and he's bracing himself on a rock and used axii to get the horse over him, feeling drops of precome land on his back and he's quickly positioning himself before reaching a hand back to guide the horse to his hole.

The stallions cock doesnt even make it half way into him before he's coming as he feels overwhelmingly full but he's quickly left whining as the horse keeps moving, pushing deeper as it whinies and grunts above him and soon hes hard again, bracing himself on the rock as he lets the horse use him, fuck into him and grow rougher and more hurried with every thrust, bith if them desperate to come.

He can feel the head of the horses cock flare and thats all the warning he gets before its pumping him full of come. The feeling is enough to have him come untouched again and left to lay there panting for what feels like hours as the horse empties inside of him before finally pulling away with a small nip at his hair.

He bathes in a river on the way back and rides Eskel before dinner to try and cover up the scent, but if the witcher notices he doesnt say.

When they're finally sent on their way his first purchase is a stallion and he spends most of the year camping in the woods, taking his horse's cock long into the night. It's when he gets back to Kaer Morhen that winter and he sees his brothers show off their new scars and talk on and on about their hunts and encounters whereas he barely has a handful of noteworthy stories to tell that he realises maybe getting fucked by his stallion for the majority of the ysar isnt the most productive, and if he could he would flush at the way his brothers noses twitch when he's near, as if they could still smell the horse come that was dripping from his hole over a week ago.

At the end of the year he trades his stallion for Eskels mare, ignoring the glimmer in his brothers eye as he clears his throat and sets about his way.

For decades after that he sticks to mare and when people ask just spew some nonsense about them being easier to train, it was far easier to say than the truth.

Maybe he crosses Eskels path and they end up drinking and trading stories one moment and the next Eskel is stripping him and forcing him to his knees before whistling his stallion, Scorpion, over. His brother just chuckles with a 'you think I didnt know' and Geralt can only moan and kiss whatever part of Eskel is in front of him before he gets back into position and is practically shaking in anticipation as he feels the horse loom over him. Geralt gets fucked long into the night, mainly by Scorpion, but when the horse needs to rest Eskel steps in, keeps him full and fills him up with even more come thats left to leak down his thighs.

He manages to talk himself into sticking with Eskel for the rest of the season, purely because summer is ending and they'll be walking the trail up to the keep soon for winter, and totally not so he can get fucked by the both of them for the better part of the day and night.

#afterhours cw beastialty #Geralt is a size queen #and Eskel 100% has the biggest cock in kaer morhen and you cant tell me otherwise #but geralt just wants to get fucked 24/7 and who am I to deny him

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