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MONSTERBUTTS OF THE HORNY DANII

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MONSTERASS OF CRISTINA

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MONSTERBUTTS OILED OF SCHOOLGIRL STEPH

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Oooooh, prompts? Don't mind if I do. I know you love Eskel (and so do I). So I was thinking some G/E/J where they get up to some sort of shenanigans, preferably when two team up on one. But your real challenge is to incorporate the word monsterbutt into it. Thank you so much for doing this ♥️♥️♥️ I really like your writing, as you know.

Alright, for those who don’t know I asked to be sent prompts because I’m very closed to hit 1000 followers on this blog and I wanted to celebrate.

This is gonna be the first answered prompt of my “Road to 1000 followers celebration prompt 1/7!” Every time I get one new follower I will post a prompt until I reach 1000.

Now to the prompt!

I didn’t quite get the two team up on one, forgive me, but(t) the idea cracked me up too much and I kinda took the monsterbutt idea and just WENT WITH IT. My apologies 😂

The Butt Of The Joke

“A monsterbutt?”

“A monster’s butt,” Jaskier says nodding again very seriously.

“A… monster’s… butt…” Eskel repeats slowly.

“For the fifth time, yes, the BUTT OF A MONSTER.” Jaskier answers, exasperated.

“Why a monster’s butt?”

“I don’t know Eskel, I'm not in Yennefer’s head!”

“Hum…”

Jaskier pushes off the table he was resting against and starts pacing in the room. On the bed, Eskel scratches at his scars, perplexed, his shoulder brushing lightly against Geralt's arm when he moves to sit more comfortably at the edge of the bed.

“Do you-” Geralt catches his hand to stop him from scratching “-know if she needs a specific kind of butt?” Eskel doesn’t recall ever asking something this ridiculous.

“I…” Jaskier stops pacing and turns towards them. “Well, she just screamed a lot of things at me, so maybe? I don’t know, I was mainly trying to avoid the stuff she was throwing at me. All I heard really was ’I need monster butt’ while I was running away.

“Maybe you could go back and ask, so we get the right one?” Geralt proposes hopefully, letting go of Eskel’s hand and getting up to find a clean shirt to put on.

“I have another proposition. Since you and your big… Well everything, were the reason Yennefer’s dresses got all stretched AGAIN last night, YOU go ask her how to redeem yourself while I go back to bed and Eskel makes it up to me for making me go see how mad she was this morning all by myself.”

“Sounds good,” Eskel says, catching Jaskier by the hand and making him fall forward, catching Jaskier gently before quickly rolling them both on the bed, pinning Jaskier under him.

“Oh hello there,” Jaskier says quietly with a playful smile, looking up at two beautiful amber eyes. His hand immediately go under Eskel’s shirt, to stroke his flanks gently.

“Sorry for asking you, that was cruel,” Eskel says, before lowering himself to put a kiss on the side of his nose, then finding Jaskier’s throat to give him gentle kisses that send a shiver of pleasure all along the bard’s spine.

“It was very cruel. Indeed I’m going to need lots of those kisses to feel better.”

Eskel chuckles but obliges.

The spell breaks when a pillow comes to hit them both in the face. Eskel let his arms go and flop against Jaskier's side, burying his face in his neck, his arm possessively around Jaskier’s side.

“Focus!” Geralt growls, not very mad but getting a little distracted himself by the sight of Eskel and Jaskier together on their bed. “We need to figure this out,” he says, putting his shirt on.

“Oh, WE do, do we? Why do I get included in this when I wasn’t even there in the first place?” Jaskier says incredulously.

“It’s not our fault you passed out before we decided to try that again.”

Eskel mumbles something against Jaskier’s throat.

“What’s that love?”

“I said,” Eskel raises his head just enough to speak “You would have looked damn good in a dress.”

“I look good in everything, but I appreciate the compliment,” he answers, planting a kiss on top of Eskel’s hair. His fingers come up automatically to start stroking his head and Eskel answers with an appreciative little sound that makes Geralt wonder why he’s up and wearing clothes anyway?

“Why do Lambert get to be excluded from this ridiculous conversation again? Seems unfair, mainly to me”, Jaskier says dramatically.

“We’ll get him once we decide what to do, get dressed Eskel.” Geralt answers, shoving at Eskel’s legs a little to make him move away from Jaskier, which he does reluctantly.

“We should go before Yen gets really mad.”

“But what are we going to hunt exactly?”

“I don’t know! I heard Vesemir say there’s a couple of young forktails up in the mountains.”

“Lambert’ll never trek the mountain for half a day by this temperature just to bring back a dead forktail for Yennefer to dissect or whatever she’ll do with it”, Eskel answers, with a snort while putting on his clothes.

“Do you need an entire forktail? I mean maybe just the… er… rear area would be enough?” Jaskier asks, sitting up.

“You know I might be mountain folk, but I don’t fancy going up the mountain by this weather either.”

“We could go to the mines?” Suggest Geralt.

“Do Kikimores even have butts?”

“I don’t know I’m not a butt monster specialist Eskel, you’re the one who likes to study anatomy!” Geralt answers, getting more and more frustrated.

“Alright, alright! Don’t be grumpy!” Eskel answers, putting a light leather chest plate on top of a heavy chemise. “Tell you what, we’ll go to the stream down south. I’m sure we can find a couple of drowners there. It’ll be easy. They have human-shaped bottoms and they aren’t too heavy to carry.”

“Hate hunting drowners,” Geralt mumbles irritably, putting on his armour.

“I know,” Eskel says, giving Geralt just a small peck on the lips, amused

“Haven’t even got breakfast yet”, Geral grumble.

“Come on, we’ll eat on the way,” Eskel says, grabbing both their swords and tugging at Geralt’s sleeve with his other hand. Geralt goes unwillingly.

Jaskier smiles at his Witchers and decides to just go back to sleep. The bed is still a little warm from the night before and smells like all three of them, it’s lovely.

Two hours later he’s startled awake when frigid water comes splashing down on him, dripping from a very soaked, very grumpy Geralt, looking at him from above and smelling strongly of rotten fish.

“Monster bile Jaskier. She needed monster bile!”

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I’m sorry it was so stupid but I found it funny? I hope you did too

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MONSTERBUTTS OF THE HORNY NATALY

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