Random Fandom Oneshots

My Witch

Here's part 2 for the previous oneshot! Warning! Contains smut!

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~Geralt's POV~

I grunt, waking up from my deep sleep to find myself in an unfamiliar bed. I smell the air, smelling eggs and sausage cooking. I throw off the covers from my body, sitting up and throwing my legs over the side of the bed. I stand up, grabbing my shirt from the bedside table and throwing it on, grunting at the slight pain in my upper arm. I duck out of the room, looking around for the source of the smell, finding it when I saw (Y/N) in the kitchen. She glances over her shoulder.

"You're up." She states, flipping the eggs carefully.

"I apologize if I overcook or undercook your eggs, I'm not very good with this domestic shit." She says, gesturing around the house.

"It's alright." I grunt, taking a seat at the table in the middle of the room, awaiting the food. She plates the food and serves it up, placing one plate in front of me while keeping the other for herself. I smiled slightly, looking at her as she ate.

After we ate, I helped clean the dishes, putting them where (Y/N) directed me to. I hum and follow her outside where she walked to the well, collecting some water. She walks back to her cabin, setting the water down by the kitchen counter and walking out of the cabin and towards the tavern, flicking her wrist after I stepped out of the home, the locks clicking into place. She glances around the town, waving to the familiar faces as she makes her way to the tavern.

"Are you just going to follow me around now?" She asks, a slight teasing tone in her voice.

"I'm heading to check on my horse. The tavern just happens to be in the way of that." I say, shrugging. She sighs and shakes her head, walking into the tavern.

"I get off early today if you'd like to stay another night at my place." She offers, a slight blush on her face.

"That would be nice." I said softly, walking over to Roach as we approached the tavern.

Several hours passed and I found myself in the tavern, drinking ale. I watched as she flitted about, filling tankards and serving bar food. After a while, she came over and sat at my table, running her hands through her hair with a sigh.

"Finally, a break." She sighs, grabbing a tankard and chugging it. I watch her, smirking a bit.

"Tough day?"

"Yeah, but having you here makes it all the better."

"How's that?"

"I have someone pretty to look at while I work." She realizes what she said and turns fifty shades of red.

"That's the ale talking." She mutters, standing up and brushing off her apron. I watched her, smiling softly as I watched her hips sway mesmerizingly. I blink my eyes and shake my head, sighing.

"Let's not do this again..." I mutter to myself. I run my fingers through my hair, sighing.

"Fuck." I mutter, finding myself falling for this witch.

~(Y/N)'s POV~

I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose as I bent over, leaning on the countertop. I hadn't had one drop of ale until I sat down in front of Geralt, even then, it doesn't really affect me. Those words were my own. I hope he doesn't think I'm odd now. I sigh, straightening up and going about my duties. I waited until close, finding Geralt still seated where he was when I started my shift.

"Alright, I'm beat. Let's head back to my place." I mutter, walking out of the tavern and flicking my wrist as Geralt follows me. I walk to my cabin, waving a hand in front of me to unlock the doors and ignite the lanterns. I walk into the little home, being pinned to the door roughly by Geralt.

"H-hey... gods, how much ale did you have?" I ask, waving my hand in front of my face.

"Not much. Anyways, ale doesn't affect me. Witcher, remember?"

"Right... Now, what's this about?" I ask, gesturing at his arms that caged me in.

"Take it as my way of thanking you." He growls, his hot breath fanning over my face. I blush.

"Could've just said 'thank you.' Or bought dinner." I say, tilting my head to give him access to my neck as he places rough kisses down my jawline.

"Enough talk." He growls, hoisting me up by my thighs and wrapping my legs around his waist before he carries me to my bedroom. He throws me down on the bed, climbing over top of me, leaning down and kissing my jaw, all the way down to the start of my blouse. I blush as he nipped at my collarbone, his hands skillfully unlacing my corset. I let out a breath when the uncomfortable contraption was released from my body. Geralt then slips my blouse over my head, kissing my breasts gently, taking my nipple into his mouth, rolling it between his teeth.

"Gods, you're so perfect. You walk like a goddess. You're gorgeous, sexy, and gods your skin tastes so good."

"You're talkative." I comment, biting back the moans that came from Geralt's assault on my breasts.

"Oh hush, you love this. Your scent betrays you." Geralt smirks against my skin, unlacing my skirt. He tugs it off my body, leaving me in my simple undergarment. He tugs it off my body, tossing it across the room.

"Gods... you're like a goddess fully clothed but... gods naked..." He groans, burying his nose in between my breasts, kissing my sternum. Geralt grunts, unlacing the front of his pants and freeing his hardened cock. I blush, biting my lower lip. I reach out a hand, caressing his hardened length, hearing him shudder. Geralt bucks his hips, his cock leaking precum. I wrap my hand around his cock, pumping it slightly. He growls, bucking his hips again. His hands trailed down my body, slipping between my folds. He dips a finger into my arousal, lifting it to his lips.

"Gods, I'm just gonna devour you." Geralt groans, lowering himself between my legs and mouthing at my lower stomach before kissing his way down to my folds, spreading my legs apart to gain more access. I moaned softly when he swirled his tongue around my button, taking it into his mouth and sucking lightly. I tangled my fingers in his silver locks, moaning louder.

"Fuck... gods. Geralt~" I moan, gripping the sheets. He growls lowly, the sound rumbling deep in his chest.

"G-gods!" I cry out, his skilled mouth bringing me over the edge as my body spasmed, lips unable to form words. He leans back, wiping his chin with his thumb before licking it off.

"You taste so good love~" He groans. He takes his cock into his hand, sweeping his thumb over the head, smearing his precum over his shaft. He places my legs over his shoulders, lining himself up with my entrance, the blunt head of his cock brushing against my folds. He looks me in the eyes, taking my slight nod as confirmation to go ahead, thrusting into me in one swift movement.

"Gods." He grunts, his breath shuddering as my walls fluttered around him. He pulls out, thrusting back in roughly. Soon, he picked up a pace, thrusting roughly and quickly, gripping my hips with bruising strength.

"S-so fucking tight~" He growls, biting at my shoulder, leaving marks wherever he could.

"All mine. No one else's." He growls again, a possessive tone in his voice.

"Y-yes! O-Only yours." I moan out, clawing at his clothed back. He groans, burying his nose in my shoulder as he panted heavily, thrusting hard and fast.

"C-cumming!" He growls, burying himself inside me as we both tensed, our orgasms racking through our bodies. He lets out a low growl, panting heavily.

"Fuck." He says, looking into my eyes. I smile tiredly, reaching up to caress his face.

"All yours, huh?" I ask breathlessly.

"Yes... all mine. My goddess." He whispers, gently kissing my body as he pulls out, nuzzling at my sides, my belly and my breasts. I smile softly, my eyes drooping shut.

"Well then you better come back to see me when you have the time." I say, smiling.

"Deal." He says, kissing my cheek.

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I hope you guys liked it! Should I do a part 3 where Geralt leaves and comes back after several months/years?

Luv y'all,
Aisy Daisy