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Loving, Living, and Forgiving, The Witchers Way.	By : J915WinterKing Category: +S through Z > Witcher 3: Wild Hunt Views: 6787 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Jealousy, violence, hurt/comfort, love, war... Everything, starts during the Threesome quest, but definitely doesn't end there! Also, any character that I did not create for this story DOES NOT belong to me, they belong to CDPR.

Chapter List
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Holy shit, FINALLY, right? A much longer chapter than the last one! I'M SO FUCKING SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT! I've been prioing my PJO story, not to mention SCHOOL, SOCCER, AND yes, I admit, video games... and this has just fallen behind...
So this is (of course,) an NSFW chapter, so keep that in mind. I hope you enjoy this because I am getting really discouraged by the lack there of, of support for this story. I will NOT abandon it, I swear by my father that I will never abandon a story (Besides, why would I? I have tons of ideas and plans for this going forward, I get more everyday!) but if it keeps going on like this (no reviews) then I'll just focus on my other story and this one will get updates very very slowly, so in the end it's your choice, review or suffer from long LONG wait... Although, this has been getting a good bit of new followers and favorites in the past few months, which is spectacular!
I want you guys to know that I love Triss SO MUCH that it is traumatizing for me to play The Witcher 2... If you've ever played the game you can guess why. Speaking of Witcher 2, I beat it for the third and fourth time while I was gone (I started a fifth but then I got into Fallout 4, which is the best RPG game is really just a pure love chapter, sweet sweet moments. It is very hot and steamy.
You'll probably notice a lot of mistakes in the formatting through this, it's because that the Fanfiction app was literally was fucking me, I could not get it to work for me for SHIT! Everytime I would bold the A/N, or make a line break, it would be deleted next time I opened the document... Which really pisses me off, because it also deleted the rest of the formatting that was all through the chapter, so I'm really sorry guys, you'll just have to use your imagination to find the proper emphasizing in certain areas. (Turns out it was because it needed an update)
Chapter 20- Leavetakings
3rd POV and 6 hours later.
Even though Geralt would be leaving the next day, Triss was excited, she was excited because tonight would be their first night together in Kovir. It would be so magical, and she wanted it to be incredible and infinitely more intimate and special than any other night together. She was currently standing in front of the mirror, gazing at herself and her appearance, she had put on a pair of extremely sexy lingerie for tonight...
Her whole body was on fire with the desire for him to touch her, the night before they hadn't been intimate like the nights before that on the boat... The reason was that Triss had just been too sore. Triss was a fire sorceress, and being on a boat was not very comfortable for her, so to make up for that and cope with the feeling... Her and Geralt spent most of their time in their cab, cuddling, talking or fucking, roughly. She had told him how being on the ship affected her, and how she wanted to cope with it, and she takes pride in the fact that he definitely didn't have any complaints about her coping methods. Having been more than happy to oblige and plow her into the mattress.
And she knew that he very much enjoyed it too... She always let him do whatever he liked to her, but he had been able to plow her as much as he wanted all day long for three days straight. Staying in bed (nearly) all day long, or in intervals, and at her request, so it had been a special treat for him.
Triss looked around the room, thinking of how happy she was that she was finally here... With him, when she spotted something atop her bag, something orange and red and naughty. So many ideas were going through her head upon seeing it, the ways she could use it... She smiled, this was going to be good.
Triss had gone to bed early, Gerslt didn't ask why, but he had his guesses... Though he didn't voice them because you never pry in on a lady's routine, otherwise you just cuck yourself, it's always better to just give her space.
Geralt had stayed up talking with Rita for about half an hour, until he bid her good night as well, and headed back towards Triss's bedroom.
"Good night, Rita." He bade, finishing up his glass of wine and taking it to the wash rack.
"Good night, Geralt." Rita replied slowly, she tried not to sound the part, but she was drunk too... Even though Rita was far more tolerable to the stuff than Triss was, she still got drink fairly easily, at least compared to him anyways. He didn't bother to notice.
When Geralt arrived at Triss's bedroom, or actually their bedroom, but he didn't really know if he could call it that or not... considering he was leaving, and this was her house, but he was sure that if he said either of those things to Triss she would get all riled up and tell him how wrong he was. Triss was very sharing about everything of hers when it comes to him, she almost always has been, except for her sentimental items... She would let him touch or hold them, sure, but there was a catch, just like with the bottle of lightning... He almost dropped it, and ended up getting sentenced to many many days of cruel and teasing back massages... See she failed to mention that part! Like, come on, he only almost dropped it for fuck sakes!
Anyways, he was grinning, because he was sure (he hoped) that since tonight was their first night in Kovir, and the wine, and that they hadn't made love in two days... That Triss would be planning something special, which little did he know how right he was. It had been stressful for Triss to go on a long boat journey like that, and he certainly hadn't been complaining about her methods of coping with the stress. But the last day of the journey she was really sore and tired, and he respected and understood that, after all he had been fucking her really hard the past three days, at her behest no less, Triss had ungodly stamina and drive, nowhere near as good as him but still way more than usual, but even she had her limits. Her desire never ran out, though...
When he opened the door he saw a VERY lovely scene, Triss was lightly wrapped up in the bed covers, wearing some very revealing lingerie, and what really took the cake for him... Was that she was wearing the fox mask from the masquerade party they went to during his time in Novigrad, helping her to escape.
"Hello, Triiiisss."
Oh yes, this was going to be very fun. She looked at him with those beautiful green eyes peering though the foxxy mask and made an extremely sexy fox noise that turned him on in an instant.
"Come bite me, my wolf." She purred.
He grinned, this was going to be a fun night... He crossed the room and got onto the bed, he slowly crashed over to her and put his hand on the skin underneath her left (right for him) breast, making her moan at the anticipation and his touch. She took off the mask so that he could kiss her loving lips and they melted together in a passionate kiss, something they hadn't been able to enjoy all day long. As they kissed each other she dispelled all his clothes, leaving him completely naked... That's what happens when he lets his sorceress put clothes on him, but he wasn't complaining.
"Oh I see how it is... Then now it's your turn."
Triss purred and made her clothes disappear as well, leaving her blissfully naked to his eyes and his hands which he brought to her breast and kneaded it gently, making her moan in bliss."Geralt... I want tonight to be special."
"Oh? It's always special with you, but what do you mean?"
"I mean that I want you to fuck me in the ass." She admitted.
His eyebrows shot right up, they'd never done that before... Sure he had thought of it, but he had never asked because he knew thst it sould be extremely painful to the female in question.
"You heard me." She repeated.
"Won't that... ya know, hurt?"
She looked at him as if he was stupid.
"Of course it's gonna hurt... A lot... But I've felt pain far worse, and all I'll feel is you." She cooed.
"Fine, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't excited at the idea... Roll over."
She smiled wickedly, but shook her head side to side.
"You can't do it dry, there is no lubricant in my ass, so get on the edge of the bed."
He didn't complain, he sat on the edge of the bed and grinned when Triss knelt down in front of him.
"Ahhhhhhhhhmmmmm" Geralt moaned as he guided her head up and down, she was really good at this and she didn't complain when he put his hand on her head and guided her up and down, she did a perfect job of keeping the pace he set for her and doing an excellent job of pleasuring him... He was pretty sure that Triss was passionate when she did this, trying her best, which was really good.
"Good girl."
Triss moaned at being called a good girl, it always made her go nuts to hear that from him. She loved this too, loved it when he took and showed dominance over her in the bedroom, it always got her super wet and hot, and she wouldn't have it any other way, especially since she always completely submitted herself to him in the bedroom, always. This was also her way of thanking him for coming with her and Rita to see the king, and for doing what he did for Rita, granted all he had to do to ever get her to do this, was ask, but he never did, he was of course far too courteous and discreet for that.
She knew that she would likely be called a whore or a slut by all of her sorceress colleagues if they knew, or saw her doing this, likely by all of them but Rita, maybe even her too if Triss was to be honest... And also she didn't care, she was doing something for him that no other sorceress (as well as most girls) would do for him, and that really gave her a confidence boost and made her feel good about herself, which was a very important thing for Triss, since there were many things that made her feel bad about herself. It was sad too, she hated herself for many of her decisions and mistakes in her life, she had scars on her heart... And only he could heal them, because these scars could be healed, but only with love, his love. And Triss was nothing but thankful, everyday, that she had his love, that she was the woman in his arms at night.
She loved to do this for him, even if most other women and sorceresses would find it demoralizing, but she didn't care because she sure as hell didn't, and she knew that he loved it, and loved her for it. He guided her up and down as she bobbed her head, taking as much of him as she could into her mouth, using her hand to stimulate the part she couldn't get in her mouth.
She didn't know if his previous lovers, like Yen or Fringilla ever did this for him, but she could guess how they would see it, as far too demoralizing, and even though the image of Yennefer sucking dick like a whore would be very... fitting, she doubted she would ever do that of her own accord... and the chances of those two having ever done it were almost none. They were both far too prideful, and Triss took LOTS of pride being the only woman to ever do this for him, at least between Triss and those other two.
Suddenly, Geralt pulled her up and leaned down to kiss her.
"You're really good at that, you know, thank you."
"Mmmm, I'm happy I can please you." She purred.
"How do you want to do this? I can think of two, maybe three positions." He asked.
She purred and got off the floor, then she got up on the bed, making sure to shake her ass for him, she layed down on her belly crossing her arms in front of her and laying her head on them. Then she turned her head to look back at him and shook her ass invitingly.
"I don't know if you thought of this or not, but I want you to be in control."
He didn't waste a second, he got up and crawled over so that he was directly over top of her on the bed, supporting himself with a arm on both sides of her head. He reached down and pulled her hair tie out of her hair to let it down and she shook her head to make it all fall around her beautiful head.
"Triss... Are you sure about this? I don't want to hurt you."
He cared so much about her, and he would hurt himself LONG before he ever hurt her. Every single day she was so very thankful that he was hers, that she had such a perfect and wonderful man, the one of her dreams.
"Yesssss, I know very well it's going to hurt, but I'll only feel you."
That sentence was so full of love he could have drowned in it.
"Do you want it all at once? or slow?" He asked, as he softly combed his fingers through her red hair. He wanted her to say "slow," because he knew that it was really going to hurt her, he didn't have the faintest idea where she got this ludicrous idea to fuck her in the ass... Sure, he had thought about it before, what it would be like, and he knew that all he had to do was tell her he wanted to fuck her in the ass and she would roll over just like she is now, but he didn't, because he hadn't wanted to hurt her.
"Go slow... please."
Deciding that he didn't want to wait, and that he shouldn't, he got into position and lined up with her rear hole and pushed in a bit, he already was going to but he would heed her request and go slow.
Triss hissed in pain, clenching her teeth and shoving her face into the bedspread. Geralt frowned, he hated to see her in pain, and he knew that this really hurt. But he still continued to slowly push into her, groaning in pleasure at how tight it was, his sounds of pleasure seemed to sooth her, as if just the fact that he was enjoying this made her happy. He also lightly combed his hand through her hair to try and take her mind off it.
"Ahhhhhhh... Fuck!" She groaned, clenching her fists and biting her lip to try and make the pain subside... which was useless because why would you bite your lip if you are trying to numb pain?e
"Triss..."
"Don't, I've felt much worse pain in my life than this, just keep going." She told him, and held up her left hand, where the nail of her pointer finger was gone, torn off...
He frowned, he knew why her nail was gone, and how it got that way, and also he frowned because he'd never noticed that before... Which was pretty shitty of him.
"You didn't have to do that, and you don't have to do this now."
"You know it was the only option, and for the last time, I want this. So, please, just fuck me already!"
So he did, he began to slowly push into her again, nice and slow, he tried to go slow enough to it wouldn't hurt her too much... But she was still clenching in pain, he hoped that it would get better and she would start enjoying this too.
When he finally bottomed out he stopped, giving her time to adjust to his size and get comfortable, or as comfortable as possible. He'd be lying if he said that he wasn't enjoying this... because damn, her tight ass was incredible. Out of all the sexual position, BDSM, sex and fucking that has gone on in their relationship, they've never done anal sex. It wasn't a very common thing, and he had never wanted to ask her because he knew that it would hurt her so much the first time they did it... like it is now.
"Triss?"
"Just give me a minute to adjust, and get as comfortable as possible... please."
"Take all the time you need, I know it hurts you."
"Do I- Does it at least feel good?" She asked.
He sighed... and reached up to stroke her hair.
"Yes, you know it feels really good for me. But what I care about, is it feeling good for you."
"You are too gods damn sweet, sweetest man I've ever met and the most selfless."
"Balls deep in your ass and you have to start making this sappy..."
"ME?! You're the one who started it!"
"Can I just fuck you already?"
"You're the one that stopped! Argh!"
"I stopped because it was the right thing to do, I really don't want to hurt you."
"Oh it hurt, but you didn't have to, regardless, thank you." She cooed.
"You know Triss, you are really beautiful when you're pinned underneath me." He exclaimed, running a hand through her hair, stroking in a motion that silently said "you are mine."
"But you're always beautiful, the most beautiful woman I know."
"Do you really mean that?" She asked, almost skeptically, turning her head as much as she could to look back at him.
"Of course I do, I really mean it, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, and most likely ever will." He didn't say like it might be read, as sad, he sounded completely confident in the fact.
"You're so sweet, perhaps I'll be less insecure knowing that I am the most beautiful woman in the world to you..."
"You didn't know that already?" He asked, sounding exasperated, scandalized...
"I'm just kidding, I know how well and what you think of me. Now, why don't you just fuck me already?" She purred, resting her head gently back on her arms. She had no idea what to expect to come from this, she hoped pleasure, but it was just as likely that she'd get just pure pain... Anal sex wasn't something people usually did, hell even they (Triss and Geralt) had never done it before, and they've done everything imaginable! Literally, everything, almost everything that is... And because of that Triss liked to think she was an exotic girl, and that they were a dynamic and fun couple.
"Holy shit, that really does feel... different." She groaned as he started going in and out, it was a much different sensation, but it did still give that feeling of being filled that she loved so much.
"Does it hurt, Triss?"
"No, not very much at all, it feels really good."
"Well... Then I guess you won't mind if I do, THIS!" He exclaimed and reached up and yanked her hair back then started pounding her even harder.
"Geralt! Ahhh fuck!" She exclaimed, screaming out in ecstasy, it was clearly not a complaint because she had a smile on her face. She loved being dominated like this, he was so commanding in the bedroom, which was just how she wanted him to be, he was commanding, and she would gladly obey. Their relationship had always been like that, she would submit for him in the bedroom and let him do whatever he wishes to his hearts desire, but out in public, especially in the palace or with other sorceresses, he followed her and did what she asked him to but she never barked orders at him like Yennefer had; Triss would always be nice and word her commands as requests.
Which their parts had only amplified after the night she betr- got on his bad side, she had been significantly more eager to please after that event, and still didn't or took careful consideration when telling him to do things, she knew damn well that his last sorceress was a bossy bitch; And she would never be like that. Deep down in the rational part of her mind she knew and that he wouldn't want her to think this way, but she always felt like she had something to make up to him... Because Triss felt extremely guilty about what happened that bad night, and no matter how many times he tells her that he has forgiven her, she knows and he knows that this is her last chance, that was her last screw up, and the next one... He would tell her he's done with her, and he won't have any part of her life anymore, and then he'd go find a different girl, so YES, she WAS paranoid.
"Fuuuuuuuuuck Geralt... You feel so good, I'm getting close."
"You're the one that feels so good, you are always so tight and it feels so good... gods I'm getting close too." He told her, nuzzling her neck with his nose, he had decided to stop pulling her hair for the time being.
His compliments were always the sweetest and most heart warming compliments she has ever heard, especially if they're in the contexts of like this and it just made her want to purr. He was such a perfect lover, she loved his beautiful compliments and his dominant and commanding demeanor that was oh so gentle at the same time.
"Yes! Oh my gods, harder, yes I'm gonna cum."
"Cum for me babe," he groaned into her ear, his voice husky with lust and pleasure. His voice was so sexy to her that it sent her over the edge. With a pleasureful scream she came with one of the hardest orgasms she has had in a while, and that was really saying something because Geralt always gave her really hard orgasms, because he was just that good. And honestly it was surprising to across across she came so hard because usually when he fucked her, he has these perfect ridges on his cock that no matter how he is fucking her or in what position he always just rakes her G-spot fueling the most wonderful of pleasures for her and the hardest orgasms'. But he can't do that by fucking her in the ass, she had really only done this (let him plow her ass) just as another thing to impress him with before he leaves, because of her own paranoia and insecurity about what he might do while he was in Toussaint... The last time she needed to try and impress him being back in Vizima when he had the decision to make about which Redhead he wanted to take Alvin to and be with, so in a desperate attempt to get him to pick her, she introduced the concept of a blowjob to him... (She also did it because she knew that she was s bitch back then, and so she did it for him as for "I'm sorry, I'll do anything to get you to forgive me, please don't leave me...") Gods it blew his mind, although she had no idea whether or not it had been effective in the prospect that he did pick her, but she liked to think that her sexiness, beauty, and sexual favors decided it for him, she had known from the start that she was better than that stupid little bitch of a medic.
Which now tonight she had used both, and she had been exceedingly well pleased herself as well. She came really hard, so hard that it made her ass clamp down on him like a vice, which sent him over the edge as well. With a sexual husky groan in her ear he then sunk his teeth into her neck, marking her for the umpteenth time in the last couple days that she was his. He unloaded his gloriously large load into her ass as they came together.
When they came down from their high he got off of her, she didn't get up though so he sat on his knees behind her and looked at her. Then he smiled and planted a nice hard spank on her right ass cheek, making her yipe at the sudden blissful pain. He knew she liked it, so he just grinned, that was one of the best experiences he'd ever gotten.
"That was incredible, Triss, we have to do that more often..."
"Mhm, I agree, that felt much better than I thought it would." She praised, nodding her head as if she was very pleased.
"Now roll over, I want to do something for you, I think I remember I promised you this if you were a good girl, and you've definitely been a good girl this evening."
She of course eagerly rolled over for him, giving him an all inclusive view of her, he licked his lips and she grinned, palming her own breasts to give him a sexy show.
He snapped out of his trance and picked up her wonderfully smooth, feminine legs and scooched forward on making her squirm in anticipation, he easily spread her legs and got down so that he was lying on his stomach then he grinned at her and Triss's eyes rolled back and her voice echoed through the room as his head dipped between her legs.
The next morning
Geralt's eyes opened slowly as blinding morning light poured into their grand bedroom, the day had finally arrived, and he couldn't be less happy to see it arrive... This was the day he had to leave, and thus leave Triss, which was guaranteed to leave her very very lonely, and not the kind of loneliness that could be confused with isolation, but it was the loneliness that leaves you cold at night and the loneliness that you realize is crawling up your spine like a hairy spider the moment you realize you feel like you're drowning in the size of your own bed that was made for two.
He felt Triss stir beside him, she was pressed up tightly to him like she always was at night, tucked into the crook of his left side with his arm around her. Her scarlet red hair was cascaded behind her in a morning heap, and he watched as her eyes slowly opened, revealing her beautiful green eyes and a smile spread across her beautiful face.
"Y-you're still here?"
"Yes? Are you... disappointment?" He asked skeptically, he didn't really know how to respond to this.
"No!" She quickly exclaimed, "no not at all, I am ecstatic, I-I thought I'd have to wake up alone..."
Her head and eyes down turned as she said it, and her voice wavered a little as if she was unsure of herself.
"I don't know why you would think that, I would never leave without saying goodbye."
"I'm just really worried for you, I am worried that I'll never see you again..."
"They haven't killed me yet... Except that one time." He joked.
"That's not funny."
"Triss it's not like I am going off to war."
"Yes you are, and you know it, so don't you dare lie to me." She warned.
"How do you think that?" He all but snapped, making her flinch as if she had been struck.
"Please Geralt, don't do that to me, you know why I think that... Think about it, if the duchess, Toussaint and Fringilla were so outmatched or outwitted that they had to send for the most well known and skilled Witcher in the land from all the way across the continent in the opposite direction... Like, Toussaint and Kovir are about as far apart as you can get... I'm surprised Fringilla, ugh that bitch, even got here in one piece, even I would be more than hesitant to open a portal over that distance... So obviously it must be pretty dire."
"I thought about that, and yes, you are absolutely right about that."
"All I care about is that you come back to me in one piece, without critical injuries, at most another scar to add to the collection."
"Just another bottle cap to the collection, right?"
"No, you know what I mean." She stated, sitting up and crossing her arms, which was beautiful because she was stark naked and he licked his lips.
"Yes I do, and I promise I'll be careful, I always come back to you."
"I really, oh so truly hope that stays true... And now, we should probably get out of bed and start our short day together."
Oh no, he wasn't having any of that now.
"I have a better idea," he growled and before she could even widen her eyes he pounced on her and punned her to the bed again. She just relaxed and hooked her arms and legs around him, this would be a very pleasant morning indeed.
After giving his girlfriend a very pleasureful start to the morning they got dressed and he picked her up and walked out to the living room to meet Rita, who must be up by now. As they walked down the hallway all Triss could think about, as he carried her bridal style, is how she wished she really was his bride... But she doubted that would happen anytime soon, if ever, she knows that it is hard to commit to someone like that, and with his bad experiences with Sorceresses, he probably doesn't truly trust her enough yet, because women change once that ring goes on their finger.
"Holy shit, the lovebirds actually decided to come out..."
"Figured we had to eventually, but trust us, it was a tough decision." Triss joked and Geralt snorted in agreement, he wasn't gonna risk laughing and dropping her... Knowing her she probably wouldn't get upset with him, but she wouldn't be happy either.
"I want this morning to last as long as possible, so..." Triss was cut off as a sound cane busting through the room like a bomb, it was the sound that she had been dreading since the moment she found out that he would be leaving.
Knock!
Knock!
Knock!
Alright, there is the end of that one, again I am so sorry for the long wait...
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