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Remembering	By : J915WinterKing Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 527 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Memories of love
- 1
This takes place during Geralt and Triss's first intimate exchange in Witcher 1, right after he gives her the potion (not that kind of potion, the non-magical kind of course... lol) Oh ALSO THIS STORY CONTAINS ABSOLUTELY NO SPOILERS, I MADE SURE OF THAT SO IT IS SAFE!
This story does NOT coincide with The Witcher's Way, in any way, so please don't get that idea.
There are far too few Triss and Geralt one-shots out there, so for all those Triss fans, enjoy!
Shoutout to my Beta's for helping make this happen!
Happy Valentine's Day everyone!
Geralt ran up the stairs to Triss's room, the redhead had been struck down with magic... Now he had brewed a potion to save her, or make her better, actually it was more like a special cocktail because as he had heard, the sorceresses was allergic to magical potions... What irony.
"Uuuuuuuh," Triss moaned as she lay on the bed, all but paralyzed.
"Triss, drink this, I hope it helps." He told her, and gave her the cocktail to drink up... the effect was instant, it worked and she was finally better again.
He felt... something, like a bond between them, he had felt a bond between him and the other witchers too, but this felt... stronger, more intimate.
"How are you feeling?"
"Ugh, terrible. I dreampt Lambert was with me... He said: "Don't go dieing on me Merigold," and "You're a big-headed witch who knows everything best..."
"I'm so glad to see you, why are you laughing?" She asked incredulously, sigh...
"I'm glad you're feeling better." He admitted, doing his best to smile at her.
"I know we should set out, but I have a feeling we won't be back, perhaps ever... won't you stay a bit longer, with me?" She asked, purring the last two words seductively.
"I suppose we could..."
She smiled, "I'm so happy you're... back, when I saw you, all the feelings I tried to deny returned, stronger than ever." She confessed.
"Triss, I can't discuss the past."
Shit...
"Of course! I shouldn't pressure you... I just feel so... The powers! I'm behaving like a teenager, let's focus on the present."
She took a deep breath...
"Vesemir told me what happened, I disappointed you all... forgive me." She resounded.
"Nothing to forgive. The feeling I had when I learned you were still alive... hard to compare to anything." He admitted, he didn't know where thst came from, but he knew it was right and he knew that it really was true as well.
"Oh..."
"Except maybe what I feel when I look at you." He admitted, trying his best to sound sensual and loving. Triss was just screaming in happiness on the inside, and she purred, this is exactly what's she's always wanted...
"Mmmmmm, Geralt, come lay down with me." She purred, looking up at him with those loving eyes of hers, her eyes were practically radiating seduction.
He thought about it for a moment, but it really wasn't something he thought much of, but something he would be a fool to decline.
Suddenly, Triss got an idea.
"You know... Have you really forgotten everything? Even... Even the touch of a woman?"
Geralt looked confused, but then he smiled in realization.
"I've forgotten everything except how to swing a sword, so yes."
Triss smiled wickedly, not because of his amnesia of course, but because of what she was about to say next.
"Well then, come let me remind you." She cooed as she stretched her arms out above her head in a submissive pose and purred. That was it for Geralt, he couldn't stand it anymore, he knew from the moment be first saw her at his bedside that they have a special connection, he just knew that they had been close friends before he had lost his memory... He could just feel it, and oh the way her breasts cruelly jiggled in that outfit of hers drew every man's eyes for miles, and he had been no different. Now she was offering it all up for him, no strings attached, all for him.
He took off his sword (singular, he hasn't gotten a silver sword yet, remember?) and weapons, and shed his shirt, then he slowly walked to the bed, as he did she waved her hands and her clothes melted off of her voluptuous curvy body, leaving her in just a very revealing and sexy red lingerie set that was a size and a half too small, then she grinned at him seductively and put one of her fingers into her mouth in a sexy pose and gestured with the other hand in a Come here handsome gesture; As soon as Geralt saw this he instantly knew that he was going to have the time of his life, and who was he to disobey her?
She purred and giggled sexily, making her perfect breasts heave with her breathing as he climbed on the bed with her. When he positioned himself so that he was propped up above her looking down at her she grinned like an absolute slut, she had waited for this for a long time, and now he was finally hers.
She brought her arms up and curled them around his neck, pulling herself up so that she could hiss two wonderful words into his ear.
"Fuck me."
This girl was one of a kind, he knew that, she was absolutely beautiful... And incredibly sexy, she was also very caring and loving, she was there when he woke up and cared for him the entire time that he was unconscious from what the other Witchers' told him.
"Do you have any rules?" He asked, rather hesitantly.
Now only the most honorable of men would ask that of a woman, especially right after they tell him to fuck her, gods I missed him... She thought to herself as she stared into his eyes. Only a Witcher, and only one like Geralt would have the self control to ask what a woman was comfortable and uncomfortable with, she knew that.
"I'm very impressed you asked," she admitted, "but nooooo," she moaned into his ear, "do whatever you like to me."
he smiled wickedly and she moaned when he grabbed her breasts through her lingerie top and started kneading them like dough, but she whined when he abruptly stopped, right after he just got started.
"Wait,"
I am...
"Let your hair down, Triss." He commanded, she shivered at his tone and without a second of hesitation she reached up to her head and pulled the little blue cloth ponytail holder out from her hair, releasing her scarlet red locks. She whipped her head for him, letting it cascade around her shoulders, making her look like an ethereal goddess.
"Beautiful," he muttered and leaned down to kiss her neck, eliciting a soft gasp from Triss, she hasn't felt this good in a very long time. It was like she went from zero, to one-hundred on the happiness scale in the matter of a single day, and as he ripped her bra off with inhuman strength and roughly kneaded her bare breasts in his hand, she knew that she was going to be even happier by the time the day was over.
"So strong... And eager." She gasped aloud, marveling at just how excited and dominant he was acting, to her it was like a dream come true.
"Can you blame me?"
"No," She purred in his ear, "give me more."
"Gladly," he growled and sat up, grabbing her legs roughly and then he tore her panties off and she moaned like a bitch in heat, now completely bare to him and he could say that she was the most beautiful and shapely woman in the world.
"I love that look in your eyes as you stare at me, oh how it turns me on, but I am not in the waiting mood, come fuck me already, gods I am wetter than I've ever been before."
"What a little vixen you are, Triss, come take these off then." He told her, gesturing to his boxers that were still on.
She bit her lip but did as she was told, she got up and crawled over to him and took his boxers off, revealing his massive Witcher cock, it was the biggest dick she had ever seen, and she had no shame to admit that she had seen several... And she could only describe it as a bitch breaker. She moaned and wrapped her hands, yes she needed both, around his shaft and pumped him a few times, which he just hummed, her hands were soft as silk and it felt soooo good, probably from all the pure and sweet magic she makes with them.
"gods, you are so big," she admired, and lay back down on the bed and gestured for him to come to her. He gladly did and got into position above her, he was more than excited to bury himself in his new lover, the submissive and gorgeous sorceress.
"What are you waiti-" She didn't even get it out before he plunged inside her, completely burying himself to the hilt and making her scream in pain, and pleasure, but mostly pain, gods he was so big and hurt soooo bad... She hadn't taken a dick in over six years, so she was... Tight.
"FUCK!" She screamed, digging her nails deep into his back, he leaned down and kissed her hard to try and ease her pain. She was a sorceress and she had felt pain much worse than this before, she got over it and kissed him back, but she noticed that he was waiting for her to adjust, as if he was waiting for her permission to keep going.
"Are you alright, Triss?"
She moaned and bit his neck, wrapping her arms around his neck and legs are his waist to hold him against her.
"Yessssss," she hissed, as sexily as she possibly could.
"Fuck me, gods yes, I've never felt this good!" She moaned, thrusting her hips up against his and he responded by doing the same, pistoning in and out of her, making her make the sweetest and sexiest sounds he has ever heard.
"gods Triss you are so tight,"
"And you are so big! Ahhhhhhhhhh" She moaned as his cock raked that special spot inside her, it was like she was in heaven, absolutely fucking amazing.
"Mhhhhmmmmm, gods yes, harder, just like that, fuck that feels so good!" She whined, moaning like a bitch in heat; you'd think this girl hadn't had sex in years with the way she was responding.
"gods Triss, you feel incredible, so fucking tight." He groaned, gently groping her full-sized breasts in his hands making her moan even louder, she didn't reply she just bit down on his neck to muffle her moans of pleasure making him growl at the sudden sensation of her biting his neck, she bit hard, probably from how much pleasure was feeling and it made it hurt, but he didn't really care... So he just kept plowing into her.
"Good, I hoped you'd think so." She managed to get out in between her lustful moans, and panting as he plowed into her... The man really knew how to fuck a woman, even though he didn't have any of his memories.
"gods yes Geralt, I am so fucking close, keep going just like that, fuck me harder! Yes!" She exclaimed, and he could feel her start to moisten and tighten around him even more, he knew that she was close just from the feeling so he fucked her even harder, going as deep as he possibly could, his dick raking her G-spot with every thrust, his dick always did hit perfect angles within her, every single time he would rake her G-spot because they were fitted to each other, like they were destined for each other.
She screamed as she came, rocketing up from the bed to wrap her arms around his neck and lock her lips to his, grinding her hips against him to ride out her orgasm to the fullest, she moaned and gasped against his lips, gods he was such a fucking good lover... Even without his memories he still remembered how to make her cum the hardest she has ever cum in her life, or he seemed to rememer that is... Or maybe he was just that good, she was starting to think it was the latter, but for his benefit she hoped it was botht.
"gods Triss, you clamp down so hard... Such sweet pleasure."
"And you feel so good..."
"I'm glad you think so, because I'm not done with you yet." He said, and grabbed her by the thighs and flipped her over roughly, making her yelp loudly in surprise, but she moaned when she realized what he was planning... She was a smart girl, and things usually came to her really quickly, and it was pretty obvious that he wanted to rail her from behind.
He sure as hell wasn't going to hesitate, but she still encouraged him anyways... She knew Geralt, or at least she knew the Geralt that had his memories, and the Geralt that had his memories would never hurt a woman, especially not the one that was kind enough to treat him as a lover, and willing spread her legs for him; "Breed me like a bitch! Please Geralt, I want it rough."
"Oh I will, little fox, no threat of that not happening."
Fox? Hmmm, she kind of liked that.
She didn't have very much time to think about before she was abruptly brought back to the moment by the feeling of him ramming hard into her from behind... And oh boy if she thought that he hit spots perfectly from the front, he played her like a lute from the back. When he pushes into her his dick rakes hard against her G-spot, and only rakes it harder as he goes in, and then it doubles that feeling on the way out; it's pure bliss, and she fucking loves it.
She tried to prop herself up on her hands, to make it a little sexier of a show for him, but that failed the moment he started railing her; she creamed and dropped to the bed in a smack to her bare chest, her arms crumbling underneath her, and she was sure that if she had been standing that is what would have happened to her legs.
She was a girl that liked it rough, in and out he railed into her, thrust after thrust, even reaching a hand underneath her to rub her clit, now that made her scream... She was such a goddess, it was such a beautiful sight to see her red hair bouncing around her shoulders and her head whipping from one side to the other, nodding back and forth as she lolled in the pleasure.
"Triss, i am getting close." He huskily breathed, grabbing onto a handful of her scarlet locks and giving them a pull so that he could give her a little pain with the pleasure, he knew that she loved it.
She screamed in pleasure, and he could feel a mini-orgasm shoot through her body and through her core, and that almost sent him over the edge, he couldn't last very much longer.
"Yes! Do it in me! I am so close too."
He pounded into her faster and she rocked back against him harder, and they both let out a loud sound of pleasure, hers being much louder of course where his was an audible sighs, and hers was a scream. Triss was not a squirter, but she gave him her fair share of love juices, that coated his cock and gave enough lubrication that even though she clamped down on him with a death grip he still could have easily pulled out due to all the lubrication from her... Honey.
He pumped rope after rope of his infertile seed into her, and she moaned extra loud feeling it stick to her walls.
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A few minutes later
"Well... Witcher, a pleasure as always, but we really need to get down and talk with the other Witchers."
"It certainly was a pleasure." He agreed and they started the decent to the first floor of the Witcher's fortress... He hoped that this would not be the last time they were together so intimately.
Oh how they hoped...
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