"I'm sorry, Triss. I can be such a bitch sometimes," Ciri said, heaving a sigh.
"It's alright, Ciri. Sometimes, even the people you love will hurt you. It's a matter of forgiving mistakes and trying to better the relationship," Triss said.
They hugged.
"I'll be going to the city, not coming back until tomorrow," Ciri said.
"A witcher contract?" Triss asked.
"No, just something to let off steam," Ciri said.
...
Ciri found herself at a brothel. She felt foolish. The clientele were exclusively men and some dared to offer her coin, thinking she had come to whore herself. When they tried anything funny, a glare and reaching for her twin swords were enough for them to realise their mistake.
Ciri approached the brothel owner. "I would like to spend the night with one of your ladies," she said.
"My name is Madame Amrynn. Tis an unusual request, witcher. Then again, a female witcher is also an unusual sight. We don't turn away any customers, and you surely won't leave disappointed," she said.
"How much do you charge?" Ciri asked.
"Only a hundred bizants," Madame Amrynn said.
"A hundred? That's too much. I say fifty," she said.
"Sixty, no less," she said.
"Fine. Sixty it is," Ciri said.
"Viola, please escort our guest," Madame Amrynn said.
...
Viola had skilfully brought Ciri to climax. It felt good to finally release her pent-up lust. The walls of the brothel were thin and she could hear the moans from the rooms beside her.
An idea occurred to her. "Viola, can I watch you when you entertain a customer?" Ciri asked.
"I'll have to arrange this with the Madame," she said.
...
"None of the men want to give up their privacy for your request so I had to offer a discount. Two men will be sharing Viola, each paying a mere twenty bizants. Once or twice there will come a voyeur who only wishes to watch and not participate," Madame Amrynn said.
Ciri waited with anticipation. She sat on a chair in a corner of the room while Viola lay naked on the bed. The two men arrived. They were eager to put on a performance, having been told earlier that there would be an audience.
The men undressed and Ciri was transfixed by the organs that hung between their legs. She remembered Auberon and how excited she was to lay with him, how disappointed when he did not.
Auberon's was limp, unlike the stiff erections she beheld in front of her.
"Ah, it's that witcher lady. If you're willing to join us, we wouldn't mind," one of the men said.
"Don't be daft or she'll cut your balls off," the other said.
They were rough with Viola, grabbing her and thrusting without foreplay or warning. They called her and her body parts degrading names. In spite of all this, Ciri was highly aroused by their performance.
She undressed and the men were preoccupied with Viola they paid her no heed. Ciri fingered herself, moaning. Her body was soaked with sweat. Viola was between the two men, pleasuring one with her mouth and pleasuring the other with her... her cunt.
The colorful language brought a pleasant heat to her cheeks. Ciri watched as the men took turns riding Viola like a rider on a horse's back. Their phalluses slid in and out, disappearing into the junction between Viola's legs.
Ciri felt her body ache to be filled the same way. It was something else entirely compared to what Viola had done to her earlier, it paled in comparison. Ciri heard Viola moan ever louder, this was just like with Yennefer and Triss.
Quickly, the men rearranged themselves into their earlier position. They groaned in unison. The man at Viola's cunt end pulled out, spilling his seed on the ground, while the man in her mouth released without pulling out.
Viola took turns swallowing down the residual semen on the men's rapidly softening members.
"She's all yours now," a man said. They dressed and left abruptly. Viola wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Ciri took several deep breaths.
...
"Do you have any male prostitutes?" Ciri asked.
Madame Amrynn laughed. "You don't have to pay any of these males if you want to be bedded by them. They're always willing." She gestured towards the clientele. "But yes, there does exist a market for male prostitutes. Usually they're kept by wives who are bored of their husbands.
"Unfortunately they cost even more than the price I quoted for my usual female prostitutes. You don't seem like the wife of a rich baron," she said.
"Oh well. Thank you for your services," she said. Ciri left the brothel.
...
"Triss, I know you've been with Geralt and Eskel. But have you ever... you know, with women?" Ciri asked.
Triss blushed and nodded. Ciri's eyes widened.
"Do you prefer one or the other?" Ciri said.
"Actually, Ciri, it's not that simple. I don't really have a preferance for either, I find that both men and women can be attractive. However, both can also make ruthless, uncaring, manipulative or just totally terrible partners," Triss said.
Ciri cleared her throat.
"Oh, I don't mean Geralt, Ciri," Triss said, smiling. "I was the one in the wrong for stealing him away from Yen. I was referring to others I've met before Geralt. But thankfully now I have Eskel and he just so happens to be male."
"So you're saying there's absolutely no difference between a male and a female partner?" Ciri asked.
"Well you know that you need a male and a female, both fertile, to make a child? Sorceresses are sterile so even if we have a male partner, we wouldn't get pregnant. But for you Ciri, you're lucky. Motherhood is a wonderful thing," Triss said dreamily.
"Truly? I thought being pregnant was like having a parasite implanted inside you," Ciri said.
"What?! Who gave you such an idea?" Triss exclaimed.
They laughed at the absurdity of it.
"I remember telling that to... to Avallac'h," Ciri said.
"He's not still trying to get you pregnant with another elf, is he?" Triss asked.
"No, he's not. I'm starting to think he's forgotten about me actually," Ciri said. "I don't meet him anymore."
"Isn't that great?" Triss said.
Ciri fell silent.
"You like him, Ciri?" Triss asked.
"At this point, I feel like I'm ready to jump into bed with anyone," she said truthfully, her lips quirking into a smile. "I liked him since he started saving my life and we started travelling together, I guess I let it go to my head that I thought I was... something more to him."
"Oh Ciri," Triss said. "I also thought I was something more to Geralt. I was wrong of course but it's okay, sometimes you can be mistaken about these things. Maybe one day you'll find someone else, someone who really loves you. Just look at me and Eskel."
"Yeah, maybe you're right," Ciri said. "I should move on."
...
Ciri paced on the grounds surrounding Triss's residence. Avallac'h had told her that he would not force her to do something she did not want. But he did not say he was going to wait for her or where she should go to meet him.