#triss x yen

[pendovah]

Yennefer of Vengerberg & Triss Merigold (The Witcher)

At Sodden, after I’d been burnt by that soldier, I was on the ground, screaming, and you walked by me. I’m so sorry. I sent you to that gate. If I’d have known… No. It’s not that. We were all there to play a part. We knew we might not survive. I remember thinking, "If only one of us gets to live, I’m so glad it’s Yen".

[silverflameataraxia]

[artsysera-archive]

So i did a thing

[corvo-bianco-lilacs]

behave for trissefer? 😊

You know I always love when you send me Trissefer requests :D I'm taking a bit of creative liberty with this one though, lol

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Triss usually enjoyed herself at Court gatherings. The food, the festivities, the music, and the maidens. But this time, there was only one woman on her mind.

The raven-haired beauty that was currently holding a spell on her, both physically and sexually.

Yennefer of Vengerberg, once a rival for Geralt's love, now a warm body who occupied her chambers every night, leading to many mornings of not being able to properly walk. But Triss enjoyed every waking moment of Yennefer's company, and her deviousness.

The redhead appraoched the woman of her affections, gently slipping her hand into hers, intertwining their fingers together. Yen offered her hand a gentle squeeze, but continued her conversation with some Lord or another, drawing a small pout to Triss' lips.

This was the part she hated about Court gatherings. Yen's attention was never fully on her, or her wants, or desires. And at this moment, all Triss desired was Yen and those long, slender fingers of hers. And, perhaps, a few locks of that silken hair tangled around her own fingers.

Triss tried to get Yen's attention again, bumping the other woman's hip with her own, frowning when it didn't get her the reaction she was hoping for. Yen continued to chat with this Lord, never missing a beat, never needing him to repeat himself even as Triss continued to try and drag her attention away from this prattling chicken of a man.

Before she conjured up her next act of mischief to gain Yen's attention, the man was walking away, and Triss was being dragged out into the hallway, before being forcefully pinned against the wall, with Yen's knee propped between her thighs, pressing so tightly against her core that it sent shivers down her spine.

"You're being an awfully naughty girl, my little flower." Yen breathed, her hand covering Triss' mouth as she leaned in against her ear, her warm breath tickling Triss' skin, making her flush a deeper shade of red as Yen pressed her knee harder against her aching core. "What have I told you about my relationship with Court politics?"

Triss mumbled a few words against Yen's gloved palm, feeling the warmth press back against her lips and cheeks, deepening the flush of her skin.

"Not quite, little rosebud. I believe my exact word was 'behave', now wasn't it?"

Triss felt her eyes rolling back into her head as Yen began to rock her knee hard against her core, sending flames licking up through Triss' abdomen, a coil of pleasure beginning to take form within her as Yen's other hand painfully gripped Triss' right breast, squeezing her pert nipple between thumb and forefinger, twisting it slightly before releasing it, along with the moan that Triss exhaled against Yen's glove.

Just as she was about to reach the peak of pleasure, Yen abruptly pulled away from her, her knee abandoning its position between her now aching thighs, leaving her hot and wanting more. Tears welled in her eyes, but Yen gently brushed them away, pressing a kiss to Triss' forehead before finally coming down to claim her lips with her own, gently nipping at swollen, flushed skin before pulling away once more.

"Behave, little rose, and I shall give you more than you could ever ask for later, in the privacy of our bedchamber... But fail to behave yourself, and I will simply have to leave you hot and in need of release, with no release intended." Yen spoke, her voice dripping with mischief as she spoke. "Have I made myself perfectly clear, my darling?"

Triss couldn't speak, her tongue was still stuck to the roof of her mouth, and her throat felt far too dry, as if she had walked across the sands of the Korath Desert for days without water. All she could do was nod her head in response, which brought a smile to Yen's perfectly plump lips.

"Good girl. Now, collect yourself before you return to the gathering. I shall see you soon." She offered, leaning in to press another soft kiss to Triss' lips before disappearing through the door to the great hall once more, leaving Triss alone.

Once she'd collected her breath, though still fighting with the coil of pleasure that refused to release itself, Triss sighed, her hands pressed against the heavy double doors.

"Damn that beautiful woman and all that she does to me." She sighed, taking another breath before making her way back inside, her eyes immediately searching for raven locks while her nose inhaled the faint scent of lilac and gooseberry.

[procrastinatingsoicanreadfanfics]

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Ribs - relationship: eskel x reader | summary: You're not from the world where the Witcher takes place. So, to stay alive, you stay glued to your witcher - Eskel. Catching feelings for him was bound to happen anyway. Right? Maybe a tiny, life-threatening encounter with a leshy is just the little push the both of you need. | tags: fluff, angst

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Witchers + stressed singlemom!reader - characters: geralt, eskel, lambert, coen | tags: fluff, angst

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How The Witcher characters would react to someone from our world falling into theirs - characters: geralt, yen, jaskier, triss, eskel, lambert, vesemir | tags: fluff, crack, timetravel

Modern!Human in Kaer Morhen - characters: geralt, yen, triss, jaskier, eskel, coen, lambert, vesemir | tags: fluff, crack, timetravel

How The Witcher characters would react to Lambert’s child surprise - characters: geralt, yen, ciri, triss, eskel, coen, vesemir | tags: fluff

The Witcher characters + monstertamer!reader - characters: geralt, yen, jaskier, ciri, eskel, lambert, coen, vesemir | tags: fluff

The Witcher characters + maleficent/fae!reader - characters: geralt, jaskier, yennefer, ciri, eskel, lambert, coen, vesemir | tags: fluff

[atheliacs]

Hii, can you please write Yen x Tissaia, where Yen returns back to Aretuza after Sodden, and she is not really herself. As she lost a lot of weight and the fire in her eyes is gone, so Tissaia makes it her responsibility to take care of Yen and bring her love back to life?

Hello Anon!!

I most certainly can, I hope it's to your liking <3

I hope this is what you asked for as I may have gone off the prompt at parts slightly :)

Happy Reading and Enjoy <3

Tissaia had not had a headache to this proportion in centuries, her throat had bled hoarse after Sodden. She had screamed Yennefer's name for hours, her ears ringing and her pulse rushing.

She had inhaled dimeritium powder only moments before, had been encased in Yennefer's protective magic like a blanket of safety, she had collapsed previously and held her head high, as she watched Yennefer wreak chaos down upon the Nilfgaardian soldiers.

That was 6 weeks ago, Yennefer had vanished after releasing a considerable amount of her chaos. Tissaia had spent every waking hour searching the continent with her chaos and spies for any sight of the younger mage, she would not lose hope, it mattered not the amount of days and hours with no word Tissaia refused to give up hope.

Were she more of the religious kind she would be praying constantly, in fact she had found herself asking whoever or whatever was out there for the safe return of the younger mage.

She cared little if the other mage had her chaos or not, she knew it likely heartbreaking for Yennefer a lack of it but she only wished she got back safely.

Tissaia was stood on the observatory, looking over the waves splashing against the cliffs of Tor Lara, she had the scroll of the names of those who had died floating in front of her. She had writ the names of those who had fallen herself and today after much probing and persuading from Sabrina and Rita she was adding Yennefer's name.

She recalled years ago when a young frail girl had attempted to take her life, she remembered asking the girl if she knew how many people would blink when she died.

It was as she added the final curls of the g in Vengerberg that she did just that. She inhaled sharply closing her eyes and exhaling shakily.

Checking the clock she realised she had a chapter meeting to attend in minutes, they were to be discussing the aftermath of Sodden. What to do with the empty chapter and teaching positions and where to lay the bodies which were if recovered were currently in the catacombs of Tor Lara, spelled in stasis for the time being.

Arriving in the chambers where the meeting was held she glanced around the room to see who was in attendance, Vilgefortz was at the edge of the room conversing with Stregobor and Triss was to the side speaking with Rita and Sabrina, usually and by that she means before Sodden she would have made her way to talk to Vanielle or Coral. That was not to be anymore.

Before she could decide what to do or who to approach Gertard called the meeting to commence.

They'd been sat debating the burials for at least an hour by the time the actual names were brought up, Tissaia in her continued grief and heartbreak wasn't feeling this meeting and she wasn't particularly feeling the want to argue the rights of the dead alongside the others.

"Be that as it may we have 14 dead." Tissaia zoned back in from her own thoughts to hear Stregobor drawl on.

"Thirteen."

Tissaia moved so fast she would've feared whiplash if it weren't for the waves of emotion crashing over her.

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Yennefer had travelled by foot across the continent, she had been held captive by the scant remaining Nilfgaardians and Fringilla, from their she was taken to the Elves. The only way she escaped them without consequence was the fact that they recognised her elven blood.

After 6 weeks of constant walking, lack of food and questionable water she was more skeletal than even her first days of Aretuza and that was after years of neglect and abuse.

Her eyes were bloodshot and dim, her ribs were poking out evident against the skin tight rags she had fashioned from what was left of her rope dress she'd worn to fight at Sodden.

When she spotted the spiels of Aretuza in the distance she almost wept with a range of emotions, relief, anger, grief, fear and worry.

She stumbled through the halls, questioning how empty they were before hearing the raised voices of the chapter of the gift and art.

Moving with renewed vigour she enterred the room to the voice of Stregobor, feeling this entrance was well within her more dramatic and theatrical tendencies she announced her presence.

"Thirteen."

She watched on as Tissaia's head whipped around to face her, her face racing through emotions more than anyone else would be privy to in any other circumstances.

She smiled tenderly at the older mage, feeling such relief, at the same time she felt as all the left over adrenaline that had been through her body gave way, her legs began to shake and her whole palour turned greyer than it already was.

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Tissaia got over her relief quickly as she noticed Yennefer's body begin to dip, she was out of her chair and clasping the younger mage around her waist and out the door quicker than anyone had seen her move before.

"Come on darling, stay with me, just a little longer and we will sort you out." Tissaia murmured as she led Yennefer to her quarters, Yennefer was dead weight in her grasp from exhaustion and malnourishment but Tissaia made do.

"Glad to see you..alive." Yennefer coughs out, her lungs felt tight and she was dizzy beyond comprehension.

"Stop talking Piglet. Let's get you cleaned up." Tissaia chides gently, struggling to get Yennefer the last stretch of the way.

Together they managed to haul Yennefer's weighted body onto the turned down bed in Tissaia's quarters. Using all of her limited height and chaos Tissaia helped Yennefer out of her sodden clothes. They were damp and sticky with substances Tissaia did not care to inquire over. She could tell there was at least 3 infected cuts that needed seeing to, and plenty of protruding bones from lack of proper food and nutrients.

"Tired.. Sleep." Yennefer murmured her dimmed and blurry eyes droopy. "Soon, I promise. Stay awake for me darling." Tissaia cut Yennefers dress from her ailed body, revealing what she suspected an undernourished body worse than when Yennefer first graced Aretuza with her presence, cuts and bruises coated her previously tan skin like armour, her shoulders and ribs were stretching the remains of her skin and her vibrant violet eyes were faded. Their usual mischief missing.

Tissaia got a wet cloth and cleaned the worst of the grime off of Yennefer's shivering body. Carefully scrubbing away at the more stubborn parts of dried blood. She held back her own tears as she watched Yennefer's gaunt figure became more clear as she swept away what was left from Sodden and where ever else Yennefer had traipsed in her time missing.

It had to have been at least 4 hours before Yennefer roused again. Her violet eyes open and closed sporadically for the time being but they were open long enough for her to give Tissaia a look of petulance.

"You look old." Yennefer states hoarsely, her breathing was still a little shaky.

"Ugh. Thank you Piglet, you don't look to peachy yourself." Tissaia adds sarcastically.

"Lies.. I always look peachy." Yennefer winked at Tissaia's snort of disbelief, whether it was from the supposed lie or from the cheeky response Yennefer knew not.

"You are to stay here whilst I retrieve some food for us both." Tissaia stood brushing the baby hairs out of Yennefer's face before leaning over to kiss her forehead.

"If I can look forward to this treatment I might get gravely ill more often." Yennefer flirts with mischief in her eyes, Tissaia shakes her head at the cheeky response.

"Quiet and rest if you can manage that Piglet." Tissaia orders half heartedly before turning to walk out the door.

"Eh I'll see about the quiet." Yennefer remarks watching Tissaia leave, her eyes fluttering shut with the close of the door separating the office to Tissaia's chambers.

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Tissaia had looked after Yennefer many a time throughout her life, from colds and fevers in her time as a student to looking out for assassin's and hit men. Protecting her from the Brotherhood and the Chapter when they try to pursue her for reasons unknown to even them at times.

Yennefer's disappearance and potential death had caused a cataclysmic event in Tissaia's life, spending her days poised and elegant as always but not so carefully kept beneath that mask was a furious grief threatening to swallow her whole.

As she walked down to the kitchens to retrieve some food for the both of them, she looked back in her minds eye over her and Yennefer's relationship. Though it had had its rocky period nothing would stop them from being for one another when something went wrong. For now it was Tissaia's turn to nurse Yennefer back to health again.

She arrived back at her room with a platter of different meats and vegetables, some soup, some broth and some sweetened tea. Yennefer was contrary to popular belief not a picky eater, she ate what was put in front of her whether she enjoyed it or not. An after affect of her childhood and neglect.

The perk of that is that despite being under the weather, Yennefer would eat the selection quite happily. Feeding bits to Tissaia as she went, commenting on Tissaia's short stature needing to be correctly energised. usually folded with some more inappropriate suggestions then food.

Yennefer was resting almost as Tissaia had left her upon her arrival. By resting Tissaia found Yennefer sprawled put diagonally across the bed, throwing what Tissaia can only assume was her yarn which she was chucking to and fro.

"If you unravel that, I'll use you instead." Tissaia warned placing the tray on the bedside table closest to the door. Glaring at the attempt at a cheeky smile Yennefer sent back at her.

"No you wouldn't, I'd be much to scratchy." Yennefer murmured, pushing herself up to sitting on shaky arms. Tissaia watched on resisting the urge to step in. Yennefer was tolerant of many acts when ill she hadn't yet got around to easily allowing help.

"Eat up, I've brought enough to feed three thousand." Tissaia announces sitting beside Yennefer as she breathes heavily from the exertion of sitting up.

"Three thousand, gee." Yennefer picked up a sausage and bit into it leaving a trail of grease to dribble down her chin.

"Honestly Piglet, you always were a messy eater. But after weeks of little nourishment I think something dry would be preferable." Tissaia handed over a cracker as she saw the green palour Yennefer took on from the rich flavour of the sausage.

"You might be right." Yennefer admits taking the cracker to nibble on.

"Sorry? Me be right?. Well I never, will wonders never cease." Tissaia quipped sarcastically.

"Enjoy it while it lasts I'll never say it again." Yennefer huffed in jest, in her more exhaustive state she had careened sideways and now rested her head on Tissaia's shoulder as she munched on her cracker.

Tissaia stilled, in fear of Yennefer moving once she worked out where she was rested.

"Thank you for looking after me." Yennefer murmured after she had eaten some more crackers and had something to drink.

"My pleasure." Tissaia remarked taking the glass from Yennefer's hands.

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They followed this routine for a month after Yennefer's return, Tissaia allowed no one to aid Yennefer other than herself, she cleaned, fed and entertained the raven haired mage until she had put back on the weight she was missing and the spark of mischief returned to her violet irises.

Her humour and cheek returned sooner than the rest of her did and Tissaia found no remorse in the chaos it created. Happy to have the mage returned to her former glory.

[zirael189]

I know that Netflix had made A LOT of mistakes in The Witcher, but I can't forgive them this one:

In the fourth book, after the fight with Vilgefortz, water from Brokilon helped Geralt recover (at least partly) . So, we know that it's MAGICAL water, and that witchers are resistant to magic, but only to a CERTAIN LEVEL

If a powerfull sorceress wanted Geralt to dance around a polo stick, then, HELL YEAH, HE'D BE DANCING AROUND A POLO STICK (aka if Yen just aksed him to)

We also know that he had hallucinations in the second book, after drinking some of Brokilon's water.

Then, what is this Netflix nonsense where Geralt says that Brokilon's water can't heal him? In the book 4, it literally says that it was one of the main reasons (apart from being a witcher) he recovered so fast. Of course, it wasn't fully. And that's where Yennefer's part comes in.

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

I know that they probably just wanted to give us more Yennefer x Geralt content (it's not like they had TWO short stories that they could use) but it felt like just an excuse. And, what's the point with Fringilla, then? Instead of at least mentioning that Triss and Geralt have slept together, or that she's still in love with him, Netflix started writing a Triss x Istredd romance. Is that what's gonna happen to Fringilla, too? If they don't sleep together, there's no way Fringilla can manipulate Geralt into giving up on his search for Ciri. Yennefer already healed him, so she can't do that, either. That's why Netflix is just probably going to make up her storyline, like they did with most of the characters.

It completely ruined one of the main reasons I fell in love with The Witcher books.

The constant feeling of regret, since the book one? Geralt, wondering if Yennefer is a traitor, or someone's hostage? Ciri, thinking that everyone had given up on her? THAT was what kept me reading.

And, here's what Netflix represented us: Geralt's only personallity traits are swearing and being grumpy for no reason at all. Yennefer suddenly feels free to express her emotions and cry ALL THE DAMN TIME, while, in the books, she almost never opened up to people. The only characters they haven't fucked up (yet) are Ciri and Jaskier.

I love Witcher as a TV show, but, as a book adaptation, I DESPISE it

[chaosandorder46]

🍲 When did you start writing and why?

🥮 Do you have any writing milestones you're working toward?

🍡 Which of your fics was the most emotionally difficult to write?

💖❤️

Oooohhh...good questions! Thanks for sending them my way!

1. I wrote my first fic EVER last Sept! It never occurred to me to do any creative writing (STEM kid here), but I got sucked into the Witcher fandom, specifically Yen x Tissaia and Sabrina x Triss. There weren't a ton of Sabrina x Triss centric fics out there, so I started writing them! Obviously going to shamelessly self-promote that fic here :)

2. Milestones? Never heard of her.

3. Work that was emotionally difficult to write? Hmm. I wrote a fic about the main character's (Sabrina G.) difficult relationship with her mother, and her mother's death. Projected a bit with that one, and it wasn't necessarily difficult to write, but a little difficult to share.

[alder-saan]

I have been looking for someone that wrote for the witcher books as x reader for awhile, who are your favorite characters ( could be game characters to)

Great question, I really like them all. But I think I have some favourite.

Philippa/Filippa Eilhart

(This is an official visual)

Lord I love her. Badass, lesbian, owl, all the story is literally because of her (I won't spoil for those who haven't read the books). In the games she is perfect, In the books too. I have hopes for the tv show... I wouldn't have choose Cassie Clare (tbf I wanted them to go further in the native theme, because she is so native coded in the games and a bit in the books, and to choose a native american/australian actress), but why not.

Anna Henrietta of Toussaint

From the books a bit, but more from the games. Blood and Wine is an awesome dlc. Queen step on me. I like her sister a bit too. I love how this story is borderline coded. I wrote a fanfiction of her and a maid (being a higher vampire), but turned it into being a part of my original universe. I really love Toussaint in the game, very southern France alike, it's fun.

Cerys An Craite

(Artist : Nikivaszi)

Lord, Cerys... I am a whore for this woman. I want to be her property. Ciri x Cerys is so hot btw. She is the reason why I love the Skellig part so much in the witcher 3.

Emiel Regis Rohellec Terzief Godefroy (Regis)

(Artist : shalizeh)

I don't love him in a romantic way, but he is really cool. I think I prefer him in the books, but I also love him in the game (in which they erased a bit his feminism, pro-lgbt and pro-choice positions and that's why I prefer him in the books). I hope Pedro Pascal will be his actor in the tv show... Same here, I won't spoil, but let's say I relate a lot to his questions about the world.

This man is a greeflag.

Lydia Van Bredevoort

(The artist isn't written on it, if I remember well it's an official visual but not sure...)

I like this sweetie pie (she is only a sweetie pie in the books... wtf Netflix I don't understand why did you do that). We don't see her a lot but... she is cute.

I love Yennefer too (more in the books than in the game btw, in the game I chose Triss), but I think these five really are my favourite. I really like Ciri. And of course, Geralt is really cool. I love his character, his development, his relationship with Yen and Ciri. Jaskier/Dandelion is cool too... But... eh... He cheated on Anna Henrietta so jail now. You can't cheat on her. She is perfect.

[roughentumble]

OH! so I know I've said Dolly Parton's Jolene (especially Lil Nas X's cover) is SUCH a Jaskier singing about Triss song, and that remains very true

but i listened to Beyonce's version yesterday and with it's changed lyrics it's absolutely a Yennefer singing about Triss song

SO TRUE. triss is always jolene but yen and jask have VERY different reactions lmao

[dearg-ruadhri]

Ship that you have as an OTP: 🌹

Ship that you're indifferent to: 😑

Ship that makes you sad: 💔

Ship that you find disgusting: 💩

Ship that you have as an OTP: 🌹 Lots. Geralt and Yen in TWN, but not so much in the games. Prefer Geralt x Triss in game. Not to mention TWN has also opened my eyes to the potential of Yennefer x Jaskier. Ciri x Avallac'h somehow managed to end up at the very top 1# of my list though. (honorable mention Geralt x Shani and Geralt x Syanna) First ever ship was Zutara Ship that you're indifferent to: 😑 Geralt x Jaskier Ship that makes you sad: 💔 Avallac'h x Lara Dorren Ship that you find disgusting: 💩 This is a tie between Ciri x Mistle and Ciri x Emhyr (yes there are people that ship them)

[sinfulpetgirlrd]

I'm reposting this again, cause I need a bit of help. Right now I have

Day 1: Pegging Sigi/philippa Day 2: Titfucking Lady Dimitrescu/Chris Day 3: Bootworship Jonathan Reid/McCullum Day 4: Rimming Yen/Triss

I need idea's for parings and what speffic kinktober things ppl wanna see. Now if you've guessed that my models for Daz are kind of limited you'd be right lol. The models I have are Witcher: Regis(how he looks in game as well a younger textures), Dettlaff, Geralt, Triss, Yen, Sigi, Philippa, Generic Bruxa, Dandelion, Dutchess Anna, Emhyr, Eskel, Oriana, and the Unseen Elder. Vampyr: Edgar, Jonathan, Mccllum, Sean RE: Lady D, all three of her girls, Chris, Leon, Albert, Ashley, Brian, Claire, Helen, Jill, Mia, Piers, Sherry, Zoe. Mr X, Ada and Wesker. The last of us: Joel(young and old), Mel, Tess, Ellie

Baulders Gate 3: Lae'zel, Gale, Shadowheart, and Karlach Fallout 4: John Hancock I might also do some of these with my characters, so if you like Odessa, Charlie or Kelsie and want to see them with one of the above characters just lmk. Also please note the ONLY body 'flud/thing' I will do is spunk and squirt that IT. I will not do any other bodily function so if a prompt invloves it don't even try suggesting it.

The prompt list for Kinktober 2023 is here! As always, we will be creating an ao3 collection, closer to the event. Prompts are just suggestions; feel free to mix or match any days, shuffle the order, or even do your own ideas. The main point is that you get out there and create something in the month of October.

This year, we have a bonus prompt list! Further information on that can be found in the google doc.

[corvo-bianco-lilacs]

I'm in a writing slump 🙃

Have some... Well, whatever this turns out to be!

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Yennefer brushed her fingers languidly through Triss' auburn locks, gently twisting the strands around her fingers before pulling them through, drawing a contented hum from the woman whose head was nestled on her lap, arms wrapped around her waist.

The raven-haired woman smiled down at her lover, her nails gently scratching at the nape of Triss' neck, then at the base of her skull, watching with amusement as the tension in the younger woman's body began to melt away.

A set of footsteps, light and carefully placed, brought her attention from one lover to the other, bringing a soft smile to Yen's lips as Triss let out a soft breath in the deepest of sleep.

Francesca came to perch beside Yen on the grass, tucking her long legs up close to her body as Yen leaned her head onto her shoulder.

"I've been looking for you, my raven." Francesca hummed, her voice a soft melody to Yen's ears. "I see you've been hiding from me."

"I would never." Yen scoffed, a smirk tugging at her pink lips. "But you must admit that the sunset is beautiful."

"It is, though not nearly as beautiful as you." Francesca replied, tilting Yen's head back slightly, her fingers pressed to the soft skin just beneath her chin, before kissing the dark-haired woman beside her.

Yen wrapped her free arm around Francesca's waist, tugging herself closer to the Elven Queen, parting her lips to Francesca's probing tongue. They remained together for several long moments, finally parting with soft huffs as they brought air back into their lungs.

Francesca looked down at Triss' sleeping form, a smile tugging at her lips, before her own hand joined Yen's in brushing out those long, auburn locks. Triss jolted then, just slightly, her cornflower blue eyes blinking open and gazing up into the adoring faces of the two women she had come to call home. She smiled back, nestling against Yen's abdomen before pushing herself upright, wiping the sleep from her eyes.

"Sorry... I nodded off." Triss yawned, pushing loose strands of hair back from her face.

"All the more reason to come to bed then, my darlings. It's getting quite late." Francesca replied, a slight purr to her voice as she stood from the ground, brushing blades of grass from the skirt of her dress.

Yen's eyes darkened slightly at the implication, while Triss' cheeks grew red at the thought, a shudder rushing through her as they both followed Francesca's lead, making their way back into the castle of Dol Blathanna.

Once their bedroom door shut behind them, and a sound shield was put in place, did the three women fall into the more carnal needs that their bodies required.

[gwyoi]

Mlp x witcher:

twilight - yen

applejack - geralt

rarity - keira (I was thinking maybe triss but Keira is much more prissy about things I would say)

fluttershy - triss

pinkie pie - dandelion

rainbow dash - ciri

[endiness]

@hddlestn: i think the only thing that would make these posts even more iconic than they already are, would be to add actual links/sources to the citations presented. or maybe just at the end. not that i don't believe you, it's just nice to have "proof" in this day and age.

here's the sources :)

"All the grunts, I either added or I didn't say anything and just grunted instead. It was often up to the other actors to go, 'I think he's not gonna say anything now.'" (x)

"Henry likes to cut his lines, 'cause he's lazy. No, he literally just likes to cut them. He likes to do more up here [frames his face with his hands] and just with face and hmms and grunts. There's a lot of hmms, and so I often have to take a lot of his lines and turn it into a lot of my stuff so that the plot happens." (x)

"Henry was so unhappy with the line. Finally I said, 'You know what, you come up with something. I trust you, you know this material so well, you know the book so well, you don't even have to pitch it to me.' And he came back the next day with a beautiful speech that's at the end of 'Sword of Destiny' when Geralt is facing death.” (x)

Lauren's tweet about Roach's death + the original scene (x)

"We wanted it to be emotional rather than sexual. It was really, really important and we had to lean away from what was originally on the page. […] That's not how they behave. How they behave is they just want to be with the person and emotionally recognize their existence again in that shared space." (x)

"In interviews, Henry explains how he felt strongly that Geralt NOT be bumbling, nor a struggling father figure. In fact, a lot of S2 is about how Geralt does come from a loving (albeit unconventional) family. Henry was passionate about this shift, and we discussed it a lot, and ultimately thought it was wonderful for his character development. But it also had the domino effect of changing what Ciri needed from Yen when she entered the picture. Thus, introducing the idea of balance." (x)

"The thing that was important to me, which we took directly from the books, is that Triss asks Geralt to spend the night with her and, in the books, he actually says yes once she says just basically lay with me, nothing is going to happen. Henry felt very, very strongly that when we were playing this scene he still believed that his one true love, Yennefer of Vengerberg, was dead. He was still mourning her. So he didn't actually want to go that extra step and have them have any intimacy whatsoever." (x)

"In the books, they are very, very close friends. That is so obvious. They speak to each other fondly. The opportunity is different in this story because Jaskier turns up and he’s not an immediate player straight away. We sort of had to show that essence of Geralt and Joey playing the complete opposite, which creates a wonderful dynamic. If I were to play it more directly like the books, it wouldn’t quite have the same sense of two fated friends. They’d just be like, “Hey, buddy!” Instead, Geralt cares deeply for Jaskier, whether he wants to admit it or not." (x)

Endiness made a beautiful long post with all his quotes on that topic that I think is very informative and worth looking at, so here’s a link to that. And with that already discussed, I thought I’d make a thread of all his changes that we are aware of, because when you look into them, you find that none of his “book accurate” changes are actually book accurate. 

His decision to make Geralt grunt and cut his lines.

HC: "All the grunts, I either added or I didn't say anything and just grunted instead. It was often up to the other actors to go, 'I think he's not gonna say anything now.'"

JB: "Henry likes to cut his lines, 'cause he's lazy. No, he literally just likes to cut them. He likes to do more up here [frames his face with his hands] and just with face and hmms and grunts. There's a lot of hmms, and so I often have to take a lot of his lines and turn it into a lot of my stuff so that the plot happens."

So, as everyone who has read the books knows that Geralt is and always has been a yapper. Gerakt often talks or thinks in monologues, and definitely not in short grunts.

Of course when the audience started making fun of Geralt for not being able to speak in full sentences Henry promptly went back on admitting the blame and instead said that the big bad writers were the ones who didn't give him lines, and now it was his life’s mission to fight for a book accurate Geralt who speaks. 

Roach’s death scene

After S2 came out, Lauren received a lot of backlash for Roach’s death scene, with multiple sources citing that she wanted the moment to be more “comedic” before the brave Henry Cavill stepped in and refused to participate in such horrible anti source material activities.

LH: "Henry was so unhappy with the line. Finally I said, 'You know what, you come up with something. I trust you, you know this material so well, you know the book so well, you don't even have to pitch it to me.' And he came back the next day with a beautiful speech that's at the end of 'Sword of Destiny' when Geralt is facing death.”

This is the line he ended up using:

“Enjoy your last walk across the meadow and through the mist. Be not afraid of her for she is your friend."

This was Lauren’s response AND the original line.

LH: “Here's what was scripted, in homage of the fact that a previous Roach had existed, and another one will exist soon. It's hardly a joke. Henry wanted a longer, more emotional moment, which I was more than happy to give him. Don't create drama where none exists.”

So in S2 Geralt ends up quoting a part of his monologue from ‘Sword of Destiny’ when he’s at his lowest after thinking that Yennefer had died at the battle of Sodden Hill, and he has nothing left to live for. Which to me doesn't work that well with Roach at all. That line was a response to Geralt thinking he's lost the love of his life, not his horse. In my opinion, the original line Lauren penned out is more heartfelt and actually more emotional and more book accurate as well.

The absolute removal of any Triss and Geralt “romance”

This one we don’t have that much information on in comparison to others. But there were multiple reports that at the beginning of S2 Triss and Geralt were supposed to have some kind of a romantic scene with each other which then was cut during production, and it was largely speculated that it was due to Henry Cavill. 

“Several months ago we reported on a sex scene happening between Geralt and Triss, sometime in the first half of Season 2. That didn’t happen, as we all saw, but here’s what we know about the original plan for that: Geralt and Triss are in a room together, they seem friendly at first. They are playing some kind of weird game. Whoever wins a round, gets to ask a question. We’re not privy to the exact flow of the conversation, but it eventually leads to both of them ending up in bed. We can only guess why this was cut, but perhaps it was thanks to Henry Cavill.”

Now, irrelevantly on your feelings on book Triss and Geralt you have to admit that that short-lived “romance” is indeed a part of the books and therefor book accurate. So the removal of it would go against Mr I’m fighting to make this show as much book accurate as possible. 

The removal of the Yen and Geralt sex scene in S2

"We just wanted to be very careful that it was true and real, and it didn't turn into something that we, as actors, didn't believe it should be," Cavill stated. When Yennefer and Geralt unite, they embrace, but it doesn't go further than that. He continued: "We wanted it to be emotional rather than sexual. It was really, really important, and we had to lean away from what was originally on the page." Initially, Geralt and Yennefer were written to have a more passionate night. Henry Cavill and Anya Chalotra went to "The Witcher" producers and explained why they thought a steamy evening was not the way to go. "These are people who believe one thing about the fate of another and then find out something else is true," Cavill said about Geralt believing Yennefer was dead. "That's not how they behave," the actor added. "How they behave is they just want to be with the person and emotionally recognize their existence again in that shared space.”

This one is a bit tricky because I am willing to get behind an actor who doesn't want to do a sex scene out of comfort reasons or whatnot, but Henry saying that "That's not how [Yennefer and Geralt] behave”, is quite absurd in my opinion. Because that is very much how Geralt and Yennefer behave, especially in the short stories and ToC. They are inherently a very sexual couple who come crashing in and out of each other’s lives while having very passionate sex. But I can understand wanting this scene to be more “emotional” (as if sex isn't emotional), so this one I am willing to give him a bit more leeway on. (But then again looking at the blinds saying that he refused any sex scenes because oh his “ideals” and was allegedly really nasty to Anya about it, well..)

Geralt being the perfect father figure to Ciri with no flaws and no struggles (which inevitably snowballed into the Yen Betrayal Arc)

This one I don’t see talked that much at all, and to me this one is his most detrimental one. 

@LHissrich: “In interviews, Henry explains how he felt strongly that Geralt NOT be bumbling, nor a struggling father figure. In fact, a lot of S2 is about how Geralt does come from a loving (albeit unconventional) family. Henry was passionate about this shift, and we discussed it a lot, and ultimately thought it was wonderful for his character development. But it also had the domino effect of changing what Ciri needed from Yen when she entered the picture. Thus, introducing the idea of balance.”

So I don’t know about you, but I love when characters have flaws and naturally progress be it for good or bad, some would say that that's what story telling is about, well that someone wouldn't be Henry Cavil. Geralt being a struggling father figure at first, someone who makes mistakes and learns from them and tries is very much a prominent theme in Blood of Elves and is actually very real, people make mistakes! Especially in huge shifts such as “becoming a father overnight’ but we didn't get that because Henry refused to play it that way. What we got is Geralt who already basically knows exactly how to parent, he always knows what to say, what pep talk to give and also doesn't hold any resentment and any negative feelings towards Vesemir at all. It's all one dimensional happy family here! Which goes against not only the books but what he preached about fighting tooth and nail to make the “forgotten” male characters three-dimensional as well because the horrible feminist Lauren only thinks about female characters. 

Lauren then goes on saying that “it also had the domino effect of changing what Ciri needed from Yen when she entered the picture. Thus, introducing the idea of balance” So, it is fair to speculate that Henry’s refusal to showcase Geralt having any flaws at all and act book accurate snowballed into The Controversial Yennefer Betrayal Arc. 

These are the ones that I can remember off the top off my head, so there might be more, there’s probably more that we aren’t even aware of. I think putting them all together showcase a very interesting picture. One of Henry Cavill never actually understanding who Geralt fundamentally is as a character, and of him not being a team player at all. I just hope that more and more people are aware of the insane PR his team did for him when it came to this show, and that more people are able to see through it. 

[yennefer-of-rivia]

The Raven and the Fox - Chapter 4

Here it is lovely people, chapter 4! And yesssss there is finally some sexy time between Yen and Triss! Explicit sexual content warning! 

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4. Getting what you didn’t know you wanted

 Yennefer opened her eyes. Only a couple of hours had passed since she had submitted to sleep, but dreams had haunted her peaceful slumber. They had not been the kind of dreams she was used to. Not Ciri, who always disappeared the moment she finally managed to get to her. Not Ciri, who got taken away from her. And not Ciri, who looked at her with cold eyes, telling her that she was not her mother and that she was Cirilla of Vengerberg no more.

No. She was used to those nightmares and she knew how to handle them. This dream, however, had been completely different. She dreamt of blue eyes. Of raven black and chestnut red hair entwined. She dreamt of kissing the young sorceress over and over again. Of holding her very tight and not letting go of her.

She wondered if it could be possible, that by breaking Geralt his last wish, emotions for Triss had appeared. Whatever these emotions were. Because with every passing moment, it became more and more clear to her that she was feeling something for Triss. Something entirely different then hate.

“This is not the time, Yennefer!” she muttered to herself. She had to be the strong and cold sorceress the world had gotten to know, ready to fight the Wild Hunt. Ready to protect Ciri. She couldn’t be a woman who grew weak in the knees thinking about Triss Merigold.

Thinking about those blue eyes, the fire colored hair, the taste of her lips… Yennefer stopped herself from continuing those thoughts. This was simply too absurd for words. There was no way that she, the beautiful and famous Yennefer of Vengerberg, was in love with Triss.

The very thought of it was too crazy for words. No. It was simply impossible. And she was going to prove this to herself.

Yennefer got out of bed, her bare feet touched the wooden floor. She opened the door and waited for a moment, listening to her surroundings. She appeared to be lucky. Apparently, everyone was fast asleep, and nobody was wandering through the house this late at night.

She took a deep breath, then crossed the corridor. The door to Triss’s room was right in front of her and she could feel her heart pounding.  Stupid! She thought. You’re acting like a young novice, don’t get so stressed about this! She took the door handle, opened it abruptly and walked into the other sorceress’s chamber. The door fell back in the lock behind her.

Triss had been fast asleep, but the sounds had instantly woken her up. She jumped out of bed and conjured a flame into her hand. Seeing it was Yennefer, the fire disappeared. “Yenna? What are you doing here?” the woman asked with a sleep filled voice.

Yennefer sat down on Triss’s bed, who joined her after a moment of hesitation. Contrary to Yennefer’s revealing underwear –which she used for sleeping-, Triss wore black trousers and a green tank top. It looked very comfortable and practical, but it was not revealing at all. Yen realized she found that very annoying. As a result to those thoughts, a blush appeared on her pale cheeks.

It was enough for Triss to notice. “You’re blushing Yennefer… Never thought I would see that in my life. But why?” Yen stayed silent. Why on earth did she have to do this? She shouldn’t have come, this was a bad idea. Triss drew Yen’s attention back to her. “Yennefer? What is going on? You enter my room in the middle of the night, not really trying to be quiet, wearing nothing but your underwear. You sit on my bed without asking, start blushing for no reason and refuse to talk. Please, speak to me.”

Yen stayed silent. “If I wouldn’t know better, I’d think you’re here to seduce me.” Triss joked. Yennefer however, did not smile at all. “I have a request for you, Triss. There is something I need you to do for me. I am aware that it will sound strange, but I guarantee you that it is necessary for something.”  the black-haired sorceress spoke.

Triss looked into her eyes and smiled. In response, Yen’s heart skipped a beat. She ignored this. “Yenna, you’re speaking in riddles. I know you would only request something if it’s important. So of course I’ll always try to help you. What is it?” Triss spoke with a soft and sweet voice.

“I need you to let me kiss you.” There, she said it. Triss did not look angry or shocked, only confused. “You want to kiss me?” she asked. “Yes. I need to.” “For reasons?” “Yes.” “Can you share those with me?” “No.”

Triss stayed silent for a while, clearly lost in her own thoughts. Yennefer’s lilac eyes were focused on the other woman’s face. Then Triss looked back into Yen’s eyes and grinned. “So, you are here to seduce me after all.” Yen felt caught. “What? No!” She almost screamed those words. But Triss’s grin did not disappear. “Don’t worry Yenna, I’m only teasing. I know you would never consider having sex with me. You said so yourself, remember?” “I do.”

And she did. But it seemed like that was a year ago, and not just one day. Triss turned on the bed so she was facing Yennefer and crossed her legs. “Come on Yenna, woo me. I’m waiting.” the woman laughed. But she couldn’t do it, not with those cornflower blue eyes looking straight into her soul.

“Merigold, could you please close your eyes. That will make it easier for me.” Triss did as she was asked and closed her eyes. “I didn’t know you found me that ugly, Yenna.” “I don’t.” Not at all, she added in thoughts.

Yennefer looked at Triss, sitting crossed-legged on the bed.  Her chestnut red hair hung loose instead of being locked up in those knots, and it covered her shoulders. It was longer then Yen had expected. Her arms were behind her back, helping her keep balance on the bed. The necklace she always wore hung around her neck, and her breasts moved up and down with her breathing.

Yen noticed that Triss’s nipples were visible through the fabric. She was aware of the fact that this was probably because she was cold, and she got surprised by the overwhelming feeling that she wanted to warm Triss up. Now now, she thought to herself.

She moved closer to Triss and took a deep breath. Then she crossed the last couple of centimeters that were separating them. She pressed her lips against Triss’s, connecting with the younger woman.  And instead of pulling back, that woman pressed herself against her. She forgot all of the doubts she had, right now she only wanted one thing, and that was to keep on kissing.

Her fear for Triss pulling back or pushing her away turned out to be unnecessary. In fact, she did quite the opposite. She returned the kiss, pressed her own lips against Yennefer’s. That’s when Yen realized what the truth was and she knew that it was too late to change it.

Yes, she was in love with Triss Merigold. It was as if accepting this finally released the fire that had been burning in her chest for the last couple of hours. She was done being careful, done lying to herself. She pulled the arms of the red haired woman towards her so the sorceress landed on her back.

A scream of surprise escaped Triss’s lips and her eyes snapped open. Yennefer climbed on top of Triss. “Yenna, what are you do…” her voice perished when she saw the burning fire in her eyes. For a moment, the two women stared at each other, lilac met cornflower blue. Yennefer moved her face closer to Triss, their lips almost touching.

They looked at each other, observed one another. Staring in Triss her eyes, she saw something she did not expect to find. Lust. Desire. But she was so busy getting lost in Triss’ blue eyes, that she did not notice the woman’s lips moving until it was too late. The power of the mind connecting spell hit her at full power. Yennefer gasped for air, but before she could get mad about it, she heard Triss’ voice in her head.

“Kiss me, Yenna.” It was all Yennefer needed to hear. Her lips met Triss’s. This time it wasn’t sweet and soft. It was rough and filled with power. Yennefer bit Triss’s lip, who moaned in pain but opened her mouth. Yen’s tongue entered the woman’s mouth and their tongue’s mangled, explored each other.

Triss grabbed the raven black locks and pulled Yen closer, not letting go. In response Yennefer sucked the sorceress’s earlobes, nibbling on them. Her hands trailed down Triss’s free arm, their hands entwined. “I need you Triss.” She shared the thought. In response, Triss pulled her hair so her head got tilted back.

She placed a trail of kisses on her neck and suddenly bit her. Yennefer could only moan in response, her heart pounding in her chest. All she could think about was that she wanted more. She wanted this fox lady to be hers completely.

She took hold of the hand that was pulling her hair and brought it to her mouth. She placed a kiss on the wrist of the woman, and then put her fingers in her mouth, one by one. She sucked on them, and when she was done, saliva was covering Triss’s hand. Yen continued her mission, working her way up with love bites and licks, through the palm all the way to her face, where she planted a kiss on her cheek.

A bite in the neck, a demanding kiss on the mouth. An intensive stare into each other’s eyes, lust and passion clearly visible. Yennefer’s hands were hovering a little bit over Triss’s upper body. She mumbled some words and a purple glow came from her hands. When the light perished, Triss her green tank top was gone, and her breasts were revealed to Yennefer’s passionate glare.

 Yen sat up and looked at the woman lying beneath her. She finally realized how beautiful the younger sorceress was. Taking her time, she studied Triss’s body. Burn marks were visible on the woman’s breasts and stomach. Seeing this, Yennefer gasped for air.

When Triss heard that, she tried to hide her breasts with her hand to take away the view. Embarrassment was written all over her face. “You don’t need to look…” she whispered. “I know it’s an ugly sight to see.” But this was not what was going through Yennefer’s head.

She was angry, furious towards the person who had done this to the woman. She felt sad for Triss, sad that she had gone through so much pain. But thinking she was ugly? No, not at all.  “You are beautiful Triss, and your scars are beautiful too.” Hearing those words, the sorceress her eyes grew wide. “You don’t mind?” “Of course not.”

She placed a kiss on the scars, showing her that it really didn’t bother her. Then she made her way to the woman’s nipples, taking them in her mouth and making them wet with her saliva. Her tongue played with the nipple while her hand moved to the other breast, and rolled that nipple between her fingers.

When Triss started to moan, Yen used her free hand to cover the woman’s mouth. As a punishment for making too much noise, she bit on the nipple she had been cherishing with her tongue. Triss gasped for air, and she took the now sensitive nipple back in her mouth. Her tongue made circles around the pink flesh and then she started sucking it.

“Don’t make so much noise or they will hear us.” Triss nodded in response. Yen was happy with this reaction, so she softly grabbed some chestnut locks and tilted her head back. Her lips moved to the now exposed neck and planted kisses on the skin, interchanging with some love bites. “Please Yenna…” Triss moaned out loud. “What?” “Take me, please! I want to feel you…”

Yennefer felt as if she was in heaven. Pleasing this fire sorceress was all she wanted, it was all she needed. Her hand stopped cherishing the –now hard and swollen- nipple and moved towards the black trousers Triss was still wearing. Of course, she could make them disappear with just the wave of her hand, however, she chooses not to.

She wanted to do it the real way. Softly she pulled the fabric, making her wishes clear to Triss. The sorceress obeyed and lifted her hips so Yen could pull the trousers off. She then took a moment to enjoy the view but was disturbed when Triss’ thoughts entered her own once more. “I want to see you naked as well Yenna.” “Of course, dear.”

Yen obeyed to Triss’s request, and waved her hand, so her clothes disappeared in a purple light. But apparently Triss had decided that she was tired of going slow. With a strength Yennefer didn’t know the woman possessed, she pushed Yen off of her and pressed her back against the sheets. Yennefer gasped, a tingling sensation went from her stomach to her pussy.

This was a side she did not expect the young woman to have. She liked it. Triss’ hands cupped Yen’s breasts, worked her nipples in a not so soft yet very tasty way, while her mouth kissed her in a way she had never been kissed before. The scent of lilac and gooseberries mixed with cherries filled her nose.

One of Triss’s hands let go of the breast and started stroking the inside of her thigh. Yennefer moaned, she was on fire. “More…” she whispered. Triss gave in to the raven haired sorceress her wish. With her knees she forced Yen’s legs open, her hand went up to her folds and stopped right before it, hovering before the entrance. Yen groaned and grabbed a handful of chestnut hair. “Don’t tease me Merigold!”

And the woman listened. She stopped teasing and immediately inserted two fingers in Yen’s cunt, which rewarded her with a sharp moan from the woman. Triss didn’t give her time to get used to the feeling of her fingers being buried inside Yenna. She started pumping them in and out, showing no mercy. The sound of Yennefer’s wetness was very clear while Triss’ fingers were working her.

Yennefer gasped for air and dug her nails in the younger woman’s back. In response the woman kissed her again, sucked her lower lip, made their tongues dance.  Yennefer’s hips were moving in rhythm of Triss’ movements, bucking against her hand. Noticing this, Triss inserted a third finger –moan-, made sure that the palm of her hand was pressed against Yen’s dripping pleasure nub –gasp-, and she drove up the tempo.

It was too much for Yennefer’s body to handle. All of the tension of the last couple of days were gathered up in her body and were desperate to get out. Her orgasm arrived in a huge wave of pleasure. Her back ached up, her folds exploded. Her body was shaking uncontrollably, nails pressed in the back of the other woman.

She was going to scream, the wave of pleasure was simply too much to handle. Triss noticed this, and her lips captured Yen’s, preventing the scream from entering the world. Yennefer moaned against those lips. Her words might have been silenced, but her thoughts hadn’t. “Aarrgh Triss! Yesssss!”

After a couple of seconds, the power of the orgasm got less intense, the shaking got less powerful and Triss’ fingers slowed down. She then removed her fingers from her pussy –shiver- and then she put them in her mouth. She licked Yennefer’s moisture from her fingers and sucked them clean. “Mhmm… tasty.”

Even though Yennefer was exhausted, seeing this turned her crazy. She had to return the pleasure she had just received. She sat up right and kissed Triss on the lips, tasting herself. “I know.” She responded. She was very tasty indeed. Then she pulled the woman on her side, and laid down next to her, facing Triss. It was very clear that the woman was still horny and she was not satisfied at all.

She kissed her again, sucked on her lower lip. Her hand went down and immediately found what it was looking for. Triss was dripping wet, even the inside of her thighs were sticky with moisture. Yen’s fingers started making circular movements on the woman’s tender nub, who was making sounds that expressed her pleasure. She didn’t take the time to start slowly, no, she instantly went to full power.

The fox sorceress clearly liked this. Her back arched and she was bucking her hips against Yen’s hand. “Yes, Yenna, this feels so good!” she exclaimed in her head. Her mouth captured one of Triss’s nipples, after she had quickly muttered a spell to make the room soundproof. She sucked it, and when she noticed that Triss was on the edge of her orgasm, she pressed her teeth in the soft pink skin.

Triss screamed. Partly because of the pain, and partly because this was exactly what she had needed to push her over the line. As soon as Yennefer realized that Triss’s orgasm had taken over, she abruptly pushed 2 fingers into the woman’s folds. Triss screamed in pleasure, pulling Yen’s hair, hips lifted. Her entire body was trembling.

When Triss was calming down again, Yennefer softly removed her fingers. The other woman shivered in response. She laid down next to the red-haired sorceress, out of breath, but for the first time in years she felt at peace. She felt whole and complete.

Triss turned her head towards her, looked her in the eyes and smiled. Yen cupped Triss’s cheek with her hand, her thumb rubbing against the woman’s cheekbone.

“Triss?” in response the sorceress smiled. “Yes?” “I love you Triss.” Triss was quiet for a minute, but the smile did not leave her face. “That’s good.” She responded. Yennefer looked confused. “Why?” “Because I love you too, Yenna.”