The Witcher: Through the Worlds
Chapter 79: The First Time on the Last Night II
Narrator: After returning from the village of Claywitch and discovering that Dominik had been gifted a child surprise, a young girl named Fiona, Dominik and Ciri both returned to Novigrad. On the way however, they discovered a horrible truth. Baelen, the mysterious female commander of the Wild Hunt, turned out to be Bella, Dominik's younger sister who he and Ciri long thought dead. This discovery shook Dominik to the core, bringing him to a point lower then he had ever been. However, with the help of Ciri, he was able to refocus on he and Ciri's goal. Which now, wasn't just to defeat Eredin and the Hunt so that Ciri could finally be free and they could live the lives that they always wanted, but also to save Bella from the brainwashing she went through while being trapped by Eredin. Now however, the day before they were all due to leave for Skellige, for the final battle against the Wild Hunt, Dominik and Ciri both plan one last night with one another, giving gifts, and for one night, simply being two young people in love.
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains intimate sexual acts/scenes
The inn was much busier when she and Geralt got back, Ciri noticed Dandelion and Priscilla, and even Freya, who was currently holding her head at one of the tables, drinking a cup of coffee. Geralt came in behind her, and while Priscilla was with the band, and Dandelion ordering the workers, Ciri and he both looked down just as Freya who was rapidly blinking looked up at them both from the table.
"H…hey Ciri… Hey… Hey Geralt what… what's…" Freya started, before cutting herself off with a loud yawn before she looked at them both again. "What's… what's up with you two?"
Ciri shared a disbelieving look with Geralt before she looked back to Freya. "Freya are… you okay? I know you… drunk a lot last night but-."
"Let's just say… my parents they… they didn't let me drink often… what… what was it I said to Faram last night again?" She asked, taking another long sip of the coffee she had.
Geralt scoffed and crossed his arms. "You somehow beat him at arm wrestling before calling him as, 'weak as a drowner with no legs', and that he should 'undergo more mutations because your dead grandmother had more arm strength then him. Damn near made him cry."
Ciri laughed and looked with an amused smile down at Freya, who groaned and rubbed both her temples, before yawning again. It was well passed midday, and she was beginning to wonder what it was that gave her such a good tolerance to the alcohol she drank. Freya tried to tame her frizzy blonde hair, before sighing and looking up at them both again.
"Gods… I try not to get drunk often for that reason…" She said, shaking her head and taking another long sip of coffee. "But it's good to see you both, what did you need to do in town?"
Ciri giddily smiled and looked to Geralt, and then back to Freya. "I went and ordered Dominik's old sword repaired, I'm going to surprise him with it tonight."
Freya smiled and nodded. "Aw, well that's awfully sweet. He was downright wreck after losing that."
"Yeah, it was a good idea…" Geralt complimented her, smiling and looking at Freya as well. "So, you know where everyone is?"
The blonde nodded again. "Yeah, Faram and George are at the harbor, getting everything finalized for tomorrow. After I… sober up a bit I'm going to help Dandelion and Priscilla cook for later."
"What about Yen and the other sorceresses, and Dom?" Geralt said.
"Yen was upstairs in her room, as for the sorceresses, they were all up in the ruby sweet, I heard a bit of yelling, didn't help the headache," Freya said, shuttering and shakily sighing before she looked over at Ciri. "Dominik I actually saw going into your room when I woke up. I… think it was Elise, and another woman… I wasn't really seeing straight."
Ciri's eyes widened and she looked to Geralt. She knew that there was only one woman that Elise would be traveling with. Ciri had known that Dominik was anxious to hear more from Queen Adda, listen to what she had to offer. From what he had told her, she was interested in tearing down everything Emhyr had built, which was something Ciri would happily help her with if they could. However, it wasn't just her and Dominik anymore, the two of them had Fiona to consider as well. She also quite frankly didn't want to think too much about what was coming next, not before they had dealt with Eredin first, dealt with Eredin… and Bella as well.
She also didn't want to focus on anything except that night the both of them. Geralt shared a knowing look with her, and simply from the look she gave him, he seemed to understand. Dominik could talk with Adda and Elise, she didn't mind, she trusted that he would be careful with what he said, and perhaps he'd even come to trust the Queen. He had been doing that for her, trusting her judgment, so she would do the same for him.
Quickly she glanced outside again, realizing they only had about an hour until sunset, so she wanted to speak to Triss quickly, before going to their room and making it more romantic. She had spent the previous day getting flowers, more candles, and even had Dandelion and Zoltan sneak her Cintran ale, which she knew was Dominik's favorite. Geralt had also told her Dandelion was planning on a large party for them all before they headed off to Skellige, and after seeing everything laid out, seeing how busy Dandelion and Priscilla both were currently, she was excited for that as well. A night with all their friends before they headed out, followed by their first intimate romantic evening together, everything sounded near perfect.
And her life very rarely gave her moments like that, so she was going to make the most of it. She smiled down at Freya and nodded.
"Thanks Freya good luck with… your hangover," Ciri said, as Freya sighed rubbing her temples again.
"Thanks… gods I hope I can see straight enough to wrap dumplings at least," Freya said, getting up from her seat with her coffee in hand and gong to join Dandelion at the bar.
She smiled and looked over to Geralt, who was amusingly chuckling before meeting her gaze. He quickly nodded to her and gestured towards the steps.
"Still gonna go see Triss?" He asked her.
Ciri nodded, the smile staying on her face. "Yeah, and then I need to… get some things ready in my room. What will you do?"
Geralt smirked at her. "What kind of things are we talking?"
"That's none of your business," Ciri said, her face getting red as she shook her head, a small laugh leaving her as she shook her head. "Hard to believe, in the middle of all of this… a god damn party."
"You deserve it, we all deserve it," Geralt said reassuringly, putting a hand on her shoulder and meeting her gaze. "After this, we'll deal with Eredin but for now… just enjoy yourself tonight okay?"
Her heart fluttered, the smile not leaving her as she nodded. "I will… we both will…. So what will you do in the meantime until tonight?"
Geralt shrugged and gestured towards the bar. "Probably have a drink or two, go see Yen. If Adda's here I should probably talk to her as well. Don't worry about me, go see Triss."
"I will… thanks again Geralt," Ciri said, before her father nodded and she turned to job up the steps.
Her sword clunked on her back, and Ciri couldn't remember a time she felt such young girl like excitement. It was like that night that Dominik had taken them back to their cave. It had probably been the most romantic thing he had ever done for her, which had been a lot. She of course had to almost ruin it, but that night would be perfect, she would make sure. It had been her promise to him when they were younger, that the first time they eventually did make love, it would be at the perfect time. The two of them had certainly come close during those younger years, she knew that people did indeed have sex at that age, but the both of them agreed that they should more then likely wait at least another year or two, perhaps when they were fifteen or sixteen.
She certainly didn't imagine it wouldn't come for another eleven years, but it was happening none the less, that was all she cared about.
Even a few times the previous last few weeks she thought she would lose control, the both of them would, and she would finally be with him. However, they had either been on the road, exhausted from the day that they had. She bit her lip, the smile not leaving her as she remembered the night in Claywitch, she had wanted with everything to simply jump his bones and make love to him in that dank, small room at the inn, she would have even made love to him in the bath they had that night. However, they simply were both far too exhausted from the day's events, figuring out about Fiona, attacking Drogar's cave, that they had simply kissed, for a very long time, too tired to do anything else before they fell asleep. It hadn't become intimate, but the night had still been fantastic.
Her core trembled as well, thinking about the nights they spent on the road, the night before they left for Claywitch. He had pleasured her, made her climax, his mouth, his finger, yes they had been intimate in a way, but Ciri as much as she loved it, and it made her feel alive, better then she had ever felt in her entire life, she was ready to be done with it, and finally, fully give herself to him, to show him how much she truly, truly did love him. She hadn't even made him climax yet, not once, one night they had an incredibly awkward conversation where she asked if he even ever had. He hadn't, telling her that he truly, and utterly waited for her for his first time, wanting it to be nobody but her. It had made Ciri feel even more horrible about what happened with Mistle, but that had quickly gone away, when he kissed her, her neck, her breasts, and made her feel more euphoria then she had ever felt. Even the night she had spent with Mistle and climaxed; nothing had ever made her feel like he did those nights. For someone who had never been with a woman, he seemed to know exactly what to do to pleasure her as much as he could, he truly did know her better then anyone, physically and mentally.
So yes, she wanted to finally have sex with him, show her how much he meant to her, and how much she loved him. It had made her think all day, what it would be like finally being with him. She had only ever had sex with a woman, and nobody else after that, she hadn't even kissed anyone since she kissed him again on the Isle of Mists. A good few men and women both, she had a few pecks on her cheek, but hadn't truly kissed anyone, let alone been intimate with anyone. Sir Galahad had been clearly interested in her, trying to woo her for the few weeks she spent in Camelot, but the man was incredibly respectful when she informed him she was in love with another. Another knight had even taken an interest in her, Sir Gwaine was much more fun and boisterous then Sir Galahad, but still, had respected her words none the less. The person she found most interesting in that world, however, was the boy Merlin, a powerful wizard, masquerading as the King's servant to protect him, along with his mentor Gaius.
Yes, Camelot, along with many other worlds had brought her opportunities of she had wished… but none of them had ever made her feel even close to how Dominik made her feel. That along with her thoughts being mostly of him, knowing she had been so close to seeing him, but before she had decided to leave, to lure the Hunt away from him, Ciri had only the ring, her memories, and her dreams of him for years after. She knew multiple young ladies had taken in interest in him as well, even more then just the ones he had told her about… but he had truly waited for her, he wanted her emotionally, physically, with every fiber of his being, it was never going to be anyone other then Ciri for him, and it was one of the things Ciri had always wanted in life, for someone to show her that unconditional love.
And now, she was going to show him how much she loved him, because she did just as fiercely. She had thought about what it would be like, being with a man as opposed to a woman. Ciri could remember all the way back in Ellander, the minute Yennefer had informed her Geralt was coming back with Dominik, was when Ciri had asked the sorceress about when she knew she would be ready to be with him, be with him intimately after hearing so many girls at the temple mention it. She had never told Dominik, but she had told Yennefer every detail of their relationship, how they loved each other, first kissed, all their escapades at Kaer Morhen. She had wanted advice on how to be the best girlfriend that she could have been. For so long she had felt slightly guilty because Dominik had always been so natural at showing her affection.
Whether it was with his over the top compliments, the small romantic evenings or gifts he gave her. To simply the way he spoke to her, complimented her, and always made sure that she was alright, no matter what was happening with him. It had always all come so natural to him. At times she had feared he thought she didn't love him as much as he loved her, which was completely untrue. She loved him with the same fierceness as he loved her, it was simply that at times when they were younger, she had a harder time showing it. She had gotten him gifts and such of course, but there were times when she simply felt she didn't know how to show him as much as love as he showed her, despite her feeling it just as fiercely.
She had gotten better at it in the recent weeks since they reunited again. Ciri could remember one of the nights in the week before she was due to leave for Thanedd and Aretuza, it was a night where she had truly wanted to make love to him, anything to calm, and reassure herself and him of her leaving, thinking it would show him how much she loved him, how much he meant to her. However, after she did, he refused, saying that the first time they made love, he wanted them both to be smiling, elated, and not have the thoughts of what would happen on their mind. That night they laid together in her bed, and he simply held her, which had done wonders for both their nerves.
Now however, it would finally be that time. She smiled the entire time she walked up the steps of the inn, determined not to make the night as truly perfect as they had always dreamed of. She would have been lying if she said she never had dreams of it, imagined what it would be like even in the previous few weeks. She wouldn't deny her excitement for it, but first she knew she needed to see Triss, to take the necessary protective steps.
She had learned about a tea she could drink the morning after, or other steps she could take, but Ciri knew a spell of some kind could be the simplest way, and she knew she would be able to use a simple spell. It would make sure that neither of them had to worry about anything, and they could simply make love and enjoy themselves, Ciri could make it as amazing for them both as they always dreamed.
Her boots creaked the floorboards as she got closer to the floor with Triss's room. She knew the sorceress was the floor below her and Dominik's room, and that if she was quick, she would be able to set up their room before he noticed.
She smiled giddily, twirling and looking down at the ring around her neck, just as she was about to turn into the hallways with Triss's room, when she felt hands reach out and hold her.
"Ciri!" Dominik's nervous voice rang, and Ciri froze when she almost walked into him.
Her eyes widened as she looked up and saw him looking down at her, his strong hands holding onto her shoulders. She had been so wrapped up thinking about the coming night she hadn't even paid attention, and suddenly the panic started welling up in her. His green eyes stared down at her, for some reason seeming just as panicked as she was.
She met his gaze and nervously laughed. "Ha, Dominik! Um.. what… what are you still doing here? Freya told me you were still here, I thought you would've went out with Faram or… or George to the ship?"
He laughed as well, rubbing the back of his head, and cutely biting his lip like he did when he was nervous. Ciri took a moment, to simply appreciate how handsome he was. Even with the scar running down his right cheek, her heart started fluttering, seeing him nervous yes, but still looking at her like she was the most beautiful thing he had seen, just as he always did.
"Ha… we um… had visitors, It was Elise and-." He started, but Ciri quickly shook her head.
"Adda yes… Freya saw you, did… you hear Dandelion and Priscilla are throwing us a party for before we all leave, wine, food, music," She said, trying not to let her tongue slip and mention where she had been.
He quickly nodded, chuckling awkwardly. "Ha yeah… yeah I did! So how did your um… errands in the city go? And why um… why'd you need Geralt?"
She froze and laughed allowed again shaking her head. "Oh… oh nothing important! I'm… sorry I was short with you this morning… I didn't mean to be I was just um-."
"Nervous… about everything going on, I understand, don't worry princess," He said, his voice suddenly getting level again, as he reached her hips and hugged her. "Soon, everything really will be alright, we'll be alright I swear…"
He was doing it again. Whatever he had been nervous about was forgotten, and he was making sure that she was reassured. Ciri felt his arms wrap around her. He always claimed he was small, but his arms were strong, and they always gave her that feeling of safety that she yearned for, and it had been the place she always felt most at him. Her stomach tingled, and she even felt down through her core and womanhood tremble, her face got red as she felt like a little girl again, the boy she liked holding her, and she loved the feeling.
She reached around his neck again, squeezing him with everything she had, the tingles growing as he rubbed his hand up and down her back, only serving to made her tremble more. With everything she had been thinking about, and with it being so close, Ciri truly wanted him, then and there even, but as she pulled back, she controlled herself, biting her lip as he held her and looked down at her. She smiled widely up at him, taking in the features of his face. The high cheekbones, the strong jawline, his smaller nose and gorgeous, gorgeous eyes that she had always loved the most, the almond shaped pupils, and that cute, goofy upturned smile he got when she was in his arms.
Ciri kissed him, pressing her lips onto his for a few seconds before she pulled back in his arms still. Just like always, his face went beat red, and the happiest smile came to his face, she never got tired of looking at it. It was as if every time she kissed him, he got as excited as he did the first time they ever did, and she was sure making love would be no different.
She smiled, and held one of her gloved hands up to cup his scarred cheek.
"I love it when you get that smile on your face…" She said lightly, before they both laughed and Ciri shook her head, meeting his gaze again. "Let me make this morning up to you… how would you like to be my date to this little party tonight?"
He gently let go of her and laughed, dramatically bowing to her. "You don't have to make anything up at all, but still… it would be my honor my lady."
She scoffed a laughed and pulled him back up, leaning and pecking him on the cheek, before smirking at him with her hands on her hips.
"Good, I'll meet you downstairs at sunset, don't you dare be late," She teased, the both of them laughing, before she gestured towards the stairs. "Speaking of which, were you heading down there now? Did you find something to do while I was gone?"
His laughter stopped, and he nervously laughed again, gesturing towards the hall. "Oh haha no. I was um… actually going to… see Triss, I had um… something I needed help with. What about you, where were you off too?"
Ciri froze herself as well, biting the inside of her cheek. "Ha I… I was actually um… going to see Triss too."
"Oh," Dominik said, his eyes widening as he nervously laughed. "That… that's okay you can go see her I'll um… go ask someone else-."
"No! No, no that's perfectly fine, that's okay," She said quickly, laughing nervously as she leaned up and kissed him again. "Go see Triss that's fine, I can go ask Yen! Ha… I… I love you! I'll see you downstairs later!"
"O…kay," He said carefully, nervously laughing and meeting her eyes. "Ciri are… are you sure that you-."
"I'm sure! I'll see you later, I promise, I love you!" She said, giving him yet another kiss, before turning and jogging up the stairs, knowing Yennefer's room was on the same floor as them.
She left a completely dumbfounded Dominik standing there, but Ciri had to quickly move, because the excitable, wanting to hide the knowing, giddy, excited look on her face. She trudged up the steps quickly, laughing to herself, and grabbing the ring around her neck just as she got up to the floor with their and Yennefer's rooms.
Before she went down the hall, she took a second to shakily sigh, the open mouth smile not leaving her as she looked down at the ring. She knew Dominik could have been just going to see Triss to say hello, but he had said that he needed help with something, and from how excited and nervous he looked at the same time, she had found out exactly what was happening.
He was planning something for her, just like she was for him. Her heart soared, and she laughed again, her face getting beat red as now, she only wanted more to make that night, one of the most special of their lives.
Ciri was finally going to show him how much she absolutely loved him, just like she always would.
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She had gotten to Yen's room quickly enough, and before she knocked, Ciri felt like she was a little girl again. She would never forget that day in the temple, when she had gone to see Yen, and the sorceress had the largest smile on her face. Ciri had asked what it was, and that was when Yennefer had showed her the letter. It was a letter from Geralt, detailed how he and Dominik were both attacked by men looking for Ciri on a barge crossing the Pontar. This had led Geralt to conclude that him, and even more certainly Dominik, wanted to be closer to Ciri protect her while she learned, so he and Dominik were making their way to Ellander. Ciri had been so elated, she didn't even have a lesson with Yennefer that day. The sorceress of course had heard all about Dominik already, but Ciri had then spent the entire time which should have been their lesson telling her all about other things the two of them had done.
After that, in the few weeks that followed, was when Ciri almost got slightly nervous. She wanted to do something special for Dominik once he got there. Yen had ended up helping her plan a romantic picnic for the two of them, along with Ciri giving him a tour of the whole town and the temple. He hadn't seen it himself, but Ciri would never forget the looks some of the other girl at the temple, who had all been telling her the idea of her having a boyfriend like she described was ridiculous, once they all saw Dominik. Mother Neneneke had taken to him right away, along with a few girls even insisting Ciri introduce him to them. Ciri had only gone to a few lessons at the temple in the year following, spending most of her time with Dominik and of course Geralt and Yen.
She would never forget asking Yen the first time about sex, it was something she heard other girls mention, and she of course had thought about it herself. Even then she was sure she loved him, and wanted to be with him, have her first time be him. She asked Yen when she knew she'd be ready, and the sorceress had of course told her what should have been obvious to her even at the time. The two of them would know when they were ready, the important part was that they loved each other, trusted each other, and respected each other's boundaries. So, that was what they did for that year. A few times they had almost lost control and went at one another, however, the plan had been to wait until they were sixteen. Despite that, a few times she tried to urge him to go further, but each time he had gotten flustered, red, completely adorable, and Ciri decided to wait for another time.
They were adults now, and Ciri was readier then she ever was. She knew of course he would still get all flustered and red, probably asked her a hundred times if she was sure she wanted too, even when both their clothes eventually came off. However, she found it endearing, considerate, considering everything she had gone through, what happened with Mistle, all the people who wanted to rape her. Dominik she knew was terrified he'd give her horror flashbacks of what happened, and despite the fact it clearly wasn't true, the fact he was so considerate, only made Ciri love him more.
But that night she wanted him, she wanted him to enter her, make love to her, she wanted to make love to him, show him how much she loved him. She had also seen what happened when he finally let loose in their multiple romantic evenings. The way he kissed her neck, her thighs, her womanhood, held her, massaged her from her breasts, to her legs to her back, ass, shoulders, it made her shudder simply thinking about it, and the thought of a whole night like that made her face get red then and there in front of Yennefer's door. She wanted him to enjoy himself as much as she did, climax like she did, feel as much pleasure as he made her feel, make him feel as loved as he always made her feel.
First of course, she needed to speak with Yen again. Not only because she needed to learn some kind of spell, but also, simply to talk to her mother about what she was going to do. Ciri felt like she simply needed to tell her, ask her what she thought.
"Alright…" She said, sighing to herself as she knocked on her mothers door.
It only took a few seconds for the door knob to click, and the scent of the lilac the gooseberries hit her nose. Yen's eyes had always been reassuring, and they didn't fail her then either, as a large smile came to the sorceress's face when she saw her.
"Ciri! Good heavens darling you didn't need to knock," She said, reaching around and hugging her, before pulling back and smiling down at her. "How are you feeling? How was Dominik feeling this morning?"
Her hug warmed Ciri's bones. She looked and smiled, nodding as she met the sorceress's eyes. "He was alright and… so am I. I was out in the market with Geralt, did you hear Dandelion is going to have a small party for us all tonight."
"I did hear yes, Freya told me when I came down not long ago, poor girl, never seen such a hangover," Yen said, getting a laugh from Ciri before the sorceress smiled at her again. "What were you and Geralt doing in the market?"
Ciri finished laughing a sighed, a small smile on her face as she twirled the ring. "Well… seeing as we're leaving for Skellige tomorrow. I wanted to get Dom something, something special."
Yennefer laughed, it echoed through the hall and she beamed down at her. "Oh the two of you always did have the most romantic gestures. I'm guessing he's more than likely planning some elaborate surprise or gift for you as well."
Ciri scoffed and nodded with a smile. "Ha, I just caught him on my way up here. He was going to see Triss, stuttered near the whole time, it was adorable, I'm sure he's planning something…"
"And if I know Dominik, he's probably fussing over it to make sure it's perfect for you darling, that's why he went to Triss for help," The sorceress said, a proud smile on her face. "What about you? I know you probably have something cooked up as well."
She nodded eagerly, the smile growing. "I do yes. I had ordered his sword repaired! Geralt knows master swordsmith in town, said he could repair it and make it even better!"
Her eagerness made Yennefer smiled wider as she nodded. "That's a brilliant idea. He was very distraught over that sword. He only ever wants for a few things, other than you of course, I'm sure he'll love it darling."
She flushed red, her chest fluttering but quickly sighed. "I know he will and… and I'm excited to give it to him. But I… wanted to do something else for him tonight… something really, really special."
"And what was that?" Yen asked, crossing her arms while smiling still.
Ciri bit the inside of her cheek and embarrassingly met Yen's eyes. "You see, like I told you the two of us haven't well… done it yet. And well…seeing as we leave for Skellige tomorrow and won't have too much time I thought… that tonight we can… finally make love."
She spoke quickly but tried to gage the sorceress's reaction. A smile curled on her mother's face, and Ciri went on rambling again.
"And well I… remembered you saying you could teach me a spell to… protect me," She said, her face getting red as Yen continued to smile. "I… thought it would be simple! Simple just… have sex with him but… but I want it to be more, much more I want it to be special, I wanted it to be-."
"Ciri, Ciri easy darling, I know what you're talking about," The sorceress said, stopping her ranting with a hand on her shoulder, smiling reassuringly at her. "What's say we get some lunch mhmm? Just the two of us, we'll have it in my room, and we can talk about this all, how's that sound?"
Ciri let out a relieved breath, holding onto her chest as Yen got to her side, wrapping her arm fully around her. She looked up at her mother, and realized shockingly, that she truly hadn't spent much quality time with her. Of course the four of her Dominik, Geralt and Yen had dinner together the one night, and the previous two she had spoken with Yen much, but it was always with Dominik or someone else around. It had been not since Rivia, since the meeting with the lodge that she had spent true quality time with the sorceress that had become her mother.
And with the mixture of excitement and nerves buzzing in her chest, Ciri didn't think anything sounded better then.
She nodded, and Yen's smile on seemed to grow, as they both walked down towards the ground floor.
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"Dom, you really are overthinking this," Triss said from behind him, a hint of amusement to her tone.
He sighed as he browed the row of necklace before shaking his head. "It has to be something special Triss! I think I'm past the days of flower crowns and necklaces…"
"Ciri adored those flower crowns and necklaces, I did too," The sorceress said, smirking as she came up next to him. "You made me one for my birthday when I was at Kaer Morhen, the most adorable thing I ever saw. And I know Ciri loved them as well."
"I know she does but… after everything? I just need… something more," He said, sighing as he pulled back from the stand and turned with a shake of his head. "She deserves so much after everything… I… I just want to show her how much I appreciate her."
"She already knows that," Triss said reassuringly, holding a hand out on his arm, smiling as she shook her head. "You don't need to get her something for her to know that. You could get her a dagger and she'd be ecstatic with it."
"So… do you… think I should get her a dagger?" He said, biting his bottom lip and rubbing the back of his head.
Triss sighed and rolled her eyes, but Dominik could see the amusement behind it. The sun was quickly going down, and some of the stalls had even closed around the Gildorf square. He knew he needed to hurt, not only because the party would be starting back at the Chameleon soon, but because he knew the longer Triss was out in the open it was dangerous. A few of the stands were still open, including one which sold precious stones, where a large, sparkling silver pendant caught his eye. It was a simple circular pendant, about as large as his medallion. It had a red ruby in the center and would more than likely cost all of his coin, but the most interesting thing was that he could feel his medallion light tugging at the chain as he looked at it. The shopkeeper was haggling with an older couple nearby, and Dominik sighed, realizing that no man would be caught selling magic items.
He turned back to Triss, who was smiling amusingly at him near the fountain. Nothing had felt right, nothing had felt like it was enough. Ciri knew he was getting her something now, she had to. He had done a horrible job of hiding it, and she was too smart not to have figured out. However, he also knew her as well as she knew him, which was quite well, so he knew she had done the same thing for him. She had gotten the most adorable red, flustered look on her face when she saw him, and was more than likely asking Yen about whatever it was she had gotten him now.
Growing up, Ciri always told him how sorry she was she was so bad at showing affection with gestures, unlike Dominik was. The whole thing hadn't been true, Ciri had been plenty affectionate for him. She claimed it was because she didn't make bigger gestures like he did, but he could remember plenty of times she had snuck him out to a picnic, to watch the stars, skate or swim. She had gotten him gifts plenty of times, and each time she made sure it was perfect, so he was almost giddy to see what he got her that night, even though it could have been a pretty looking stone and he still would carry that stone with him everywhere he went.
Either way he knew it would be special, something from her heart, and he wanted to make sure whatever he got her was just as lovely.
'Might I suggest a necklace? Something special, but simple.' 'A necklace yeah, or maybe something she can use." Adda and Elise's voice each rang in his head. He had even asked Freya for suggestions on his way out, but his poor friend was barely coherent.
"Again, Dom, you really don't need to think so hard about this," Triss said with a smile, as he came up to her near the fountain. "Something simple, although I think she's already going to adore the song you had Dandelion and Priscilla write."
He sighed, a small smile coming to his face, but he shook his head. "I know but… I just feel like I need something else. She's getting me something I know it, I'd look like an ass if I didn't do the same for her."
"She wouldn't care, and you know it," Triss said.
"I know, but I would," He said, shaking his head as he bit his lip and looked at the stall. "I need to figure this out, we still have other stops we need to make…."
Triss smirked wildly again as she met his eyes. "Yes… flowers, wine, chocolate, scented candles… I wonder now what you could be getting all those for."
His face got red, but he sighed and rolled his eyes, deciding to not beat around the bush.
"You know… I really wish people would stop being so interested in Ciri and I's sex life," He said, shaking his head as he embarrassingly bit his lip again. "Or well… lack thereof so far."
Triss scoffed. "You mean to tell me you two haven't done it yet?"
"No Triss we haven't, we've been a little busy fighting the Wild Hunt!" He said quickly, his face getting red, and it must have been amusing because Triss laughed.
"Ha, okay, okay I'm sorry," The sorceress said amusingly, meeting his eyes again. "Just saying after eight years, a bit surprised you haven't made time yet."
He bit his lip and crossed his arms. "Well I mean we have tried… but well… none of the moments felt right."
"Not even on your little road trip?" She said.
"We… had a few romantic evenings," He said slowly, his face getting beat red as he sighed and shook his head. "But well, we both agreed we wanted our first time to be in an actual bed, not on the ground in the middle of the woods."
"Fair enough," The sorceress said, smiling still as she seemed to find the whole situation either amusing or endearing. "Have you thought maybe… making tonight-."
"Yes, yes I have…" He said, his heart rate going through the roof as he looked nervously into Triss's eyes. "Romantic night, music, wine, dancing, last night before we leave for Skellige. I know she's probably thinking the same thing…"
Triss eyed him curiously now. "And… what's the problem them? I thought you'd be excited at the idea."
"I am!" He said quickly, quickly enough to make Triss chuckle, before he sighed and shook his head. "I mean… everyone for some reason keeps making jokes about it, asking us about it or fussing about it. Geralt, Dandelion, my friends, Yen…"
She rolled her eyes. "That's just because we all care about you both, we're happy for you. Me, Geralt, Yen, Dandelion, we all watched your relationship grow, from the time you were nothing, but love-struck kids."
"It really was that obvious wasn't it…" He said.
"Oh yes, I could tell from the first minute I met you that you loved Ciri with everything you had," She said fondly, smiling at him as the wind blew her fiery red hair.
"How were you able to tell?"
"You almost stabbed me the minute you saw me talking to her," She said, as Dominik scoffed a laugh.
"Yeah… sorry about that," He said, a cool breeze sending goosebumps up his skin.
Triss smiled broadly and quickly shook her head. "Don't apologize, it was adorable actually…. That's why we're all well… not interested, just happy for you both. Don't take it to heart, it's all good fun."
"I know, I know it is," Dominik said, shaking his head, his stomach and chest swirling violently as he sighed. "And well… I wanna have sex with Ciri, I do but… but it's just… I'm nervous."
It had been on his mind even since that first night in the cave. Every fiber of his being wanted to have sex with Ciri, finally make love, and take that next step, but each time they had been somewhat intimate, each time they had come close, and could have said fuck waiting and just did it, something had stopped him. It wasn't that he didn't want too, but each time they were both naked, in each other's arms and close to doing it, he had felt the nerves take over.
Even then, thinking about having sleeping with her, it made his chest flutter, goosebumps pleasantly trickled up his skin. During their trip to Claywitch, even the previous two nights, they had been intimate again, he had pleasured her with his mouth, his finger, and each time it had been amazing he loved every moment. Even the simplest things, like feeling her hand slowly trail down his chest, her kissing his neck, biting his ear, all of it drove him the good kind of crazy, and he wanted her, wanted her more than anything, at times the desire simply took over, but there had always been the nerves returning.
And each time he knew exactly why.
Triss slowly shook her head wonderingly. "Why would you be nervous? You can't really think that she doesn't want to sleep with you do you?"
He sighed again, the pleasant tingle now turning piercing as she shook his head and met Triss's eyes. He had told himself he would never tell anyone, it was Ciri's business not his to tell, but in that moment, he simply needed to get out the nerves somehow. Triss was someone they both trusted, and Dominik then simply needed to talk to someone.
"No, I… I know she does, it… it's just," He said slowly, taking a step closer to the sorceress, speaking lowly so the prying ears couldn't hear in the market. "Triss… Ciri she… she was raped, that… that was her first time."
Triss eyes widened and she shook her head, an aghast look on her face. "Really… gods that… that's horrible, Ciri…."
He nodded again. "Yeah…I… I thought we were going to one night at Kaer Morhen but… but when we did, she… she screamed, had flashbacks. She broke down and told me, said she couldn't have sex with me, without telling me. I… I'm not mad in the slightest, she was raped but… now I… I'm scared that-."
"That if you go to have sex again… you'll trigger a bad memory for her…" Triss finished, now nodding in understanding.
"Yeah… that… that's my worst fear, I don't want her to have to relive that," He said, shaking his head, his eyes widening as he met Triss's gaze again. "And… and more people have tried to rape her too, force her to go sleep with someone! The Lodge wanted to send her to Kovir to marry some random prince, have kids so she could be their puppet! When she was in the Aen Elle world, they made her try to sleep with their King, fucking… fucking Emhyr wanted to rape her and force her to marry him! Fucking Cahir wanted to save her because he was in love with her! So many people they… they all tried to force her into sex and… and I don't-."
"Dominik!" Triss said sharply, her forest green eyes reassuringly meeting his as she shook her head. "The fact you're so concerned with that all… it's incredible considerate and sweet… but do you want to know why none of that matters?"
He scoffed and incredulously shook his head. "How can none of it matter!? What is.. what if we go to have sex and she had a flashback, remembers something horrible, I don't want-.
"It doesn't matter, because the difference from all those situations you mentioned, is that she wants this! She loves you; she didn't want any of those other people, she wants this now with you," Triss reassured him, gently smiling and shaking her head again. "When it happens, think of just the two of you. No Geralt, Yen, me, no Wild Hunt, no past, nothing else…"
Dominik slowly met her eyes, his hands nervously shaking. "Just the two of us…"
"Exactly," Triss said, shaking her head, a small smile coming to his face. "Sex is supposed to enjoyed, yes some do it just for fun with anyone, and if that's what they want that's okay as long as everyone's safe and consenting. But well… most of the time, it's about making a deeper connection with the other person or cementing that connection…. You love Ciri Dominik, you have for practically your entire life, this night, it won't be about other people, nothing else… other than just the two of you."
"But… but what if she-," He started, but Triss quickly smirked and shook her head.
"I don't think she will. Especially if you make this just about the two of you," She said confidently, crossing her arms and smiling. "You take her to your room, give her your gift, kiss her like nothing else matters, and after that, you'll know exactly what to do, with love, sex, the most important thing is to just let it all come naturally, if you're truly in love with a person, it will come naturally. And after that well… you both take your clothes off and-."
"I know what to do after that!" He snapped quickly, his face hot and red as Triss hair, the sorceress laughed hysterically, and after a moment, he sighed, a small smile coming to his face, as he looked down at the swallow gleaming in the sunset.
Just the two of them, nobody else. It was such a simple concept that he couldn't believe he hadn't thought about. He didn't want to trigger any horrible memories, of the girl, Mistle, or Emhyr at Stygga, the King of the Aen Elle. He didn't want her to have to even think about all of that, let alone relive it. He understood completely why she had the flashbacks in the cave that night, but he also remembered how she cried, begging for him to forgive her, for something that wasn't her fault. Even if she had slept with the girl Mistle, he understood, and wasn't mad at her in the slightest still. And everything else that had happened, Emhyr, the Lodge trying to make her their puppet, none of it was her fault either.
Now, in that moment, on that day, she wanted him, he wanted her, they were there, and it would be about the both of them. Triss had said that it 'would come naturally', and this he also knew to be true, because everything with Ciri always came naturally. Holding her, kissing her, being around her, talking to her, laughing, smiling, the feeling of love, it all came when he was with her. None of those people who had tried to do the horrible things to her were there anymore, they were adults now, grown, mature, and so close to what they always had wanted.
However, Dominik had come to realize, no matter what happened with the Wild Hunt, he already had what he always wanted.
Ciri.
That night was going to be a night that they had both been waiting for. And it would be just like he told her back in that cave, nothing else mattered.
The breeze shot through his hair again, chilling his bones as he looked and saw the sun gently going down, the beautiful orange rays casting out over the city of Novigrad, and finally, he smiled. That night was the night he and Ciri would make love, would take that step in their relationship they had known they wanted to do ever since they were fourteen. It may have seemed a bit childish for them both to be so nervous, to be thinking so much about what could be seen to some as simply sex, something the two of them, two young people in love, would simply do. However, the idea had always meant more to him than simply sex.
It was as Triss said again, to him, it was a way to show Ciri the depth of how much he loved her, connecting with her on a physical level they never had. Also, simply about pleasuring her, and making her feel as amazing as he possibly could, because she simply deserved it. He would be lying if he said he hadn't thought about it the previous few weeks, or the previous few years. He was fully prepared to never have sex, to die a virgin if he hadn't found Ciri, it was always going to be her, from the moment he found her on the balcony.
"Let it come naturally…" He said slowly, taking a look closer down at the silver pendant that he had seen at the stall before, Triss coming up behind him.
His medallion tugged at his neck, and he saw the silver of the pendant gleaming in the sunset. The red eyes of the wolf lightly glew, and looking further down, he saw the inside of his left wrist. It was something he ended up doing often the previous few days since they had both gotten the wolf tattoo, simply staring at it, smiling when he thought about the fact Ciri had the exact same one.
A cool breeze came again, and that was when he smiled, turning back to Triss.
"Triss… can you… use a spell to forge metal?" He asked her, the excitement from the idea eating up at him as he grinned like a madman.
Triss smiled as well but eyed him curiously. "I can, an easy enough spell… why do you ask?"
He looked back down at the wolf on his wrist, before turning to the large pendant in the display case.
"I think I have an idea…"
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"Now, repeat after me again, you must make sure the wording is exactly right," Yen said, eyeing her careful as she spoke clearly. "Praesidio Subreptino. Go on repeat it. I already casted it over you, so you'll be safe, but it's simple enough to remember."
Ciri swallow the dumpling she had been chewing and nodded. "Praesidio Subreptino."
Yen smiled and nodded. "Exactly, that will prevent any… unwanted circumstances."
"How long did you say it lasted?" Ciri said, drinking the last of the wine from her cup before she placed it on Yen's table.
"A full 24 hours," Her mother said, finishing the last of her wine as well. "You should get into a habit of casting it every morning, this way you don't have to worry… because as I'm sure you know, nights like this will more than likely become much more frequent soon."
Ciri's face got red as she nodded in understanding, popping the last dumpling on the plate between Yennefer and her into her mouth. She felt slightly bad eating the first batch Freya had made, but the blonde insisted she needed to make another batch anyway, insisting the one she made first was inferior to her standards. Ciri found the idea ridiculous as she swallowed the dumpling, with it being as delicious as they always were when Freya made them. Even Yen who hadn't eaten much as it was had downed quite a few as the two of them at the table in the sorceress's room with cups of wine.
The last of the sunlight was leaving, heading down over the city, and Ciri's smile didn't leave her, as she could hear the commotion downstairs, Freya yelling at other cooks to hurry, the band tuning instruments, even the loud booming laugh of Faram. She was looking forward to the night and wondered if Dominik was back yet with whatever it was he was trying to get her. She also wondered If Hatorri had been finished with the sword, she was already crunched for time, with her wanting to light a few extra candles and clean up their room before later, she didn't want to not have her one present for him.
Yen like she had said, casted the spell right away, and now according to her it had worked. The spell was simple enough and would protect her from getting pregnant for twenty-four hours, so now her and Dominik both make love without any lingering worries. And it was as Yennefer had said, Ciri was prepared for many more nights like this after. For so long she had been waiting, waiting to finally get to show him how much she loved him, for their relationship to finally reach this point. They had been ready for years of course, but circumstance, circumstance had kept them both from each other, but now that was all gone, it was all gone and finally it was the two of them.
Just like she had always wanted. Nothing else was going to stop them, when it came to making love, and when it came to their future. It was he told her in the cave, they were there, and nothing mattered. No Hunt, no Avallac'h, nothing else mattered to her that night anymore except him and her, the two of them having the greatest night that they possibly could. She would make sure of it. And it was as he told her, Geralt told her, what everyone told her, after the Hunt was dealt with it would be the life they always wanted.
Her, and Dominik, with Fiona now as well. Ciri missed the young girl dreadfully, and in the time since they'd be eating, Yen had been eagerly asking about the young girl who would soon become her new granddaughter, and Ciri was excited to answer. If she focused, she could see Dominik with Fiona on his shoulder, spinning her while Fiona tried to pull him into the snow. The girl had reminded Ciri so much of herself, and with Dominik by her side, she knew that they could both give Fiona the life they had, and the life they missed out on when they were separated.
"You know… I remember all the way back in Ellander, when you first asked me when you knew you'd be ready to first be with Dominik," Yen said fondly, ripping Ciri back from her thoughts. "And now well… you're both grown…"
Ciri met the sorceress eyes and smiled. "Yeah… I was thinking about that earlier. It feels like so long ago but… at the same time… not long at all."
"Yes I agree," Yen said, chuckling as she shook her head. "You two picked up right where you left off when you were separated, it's a beautiful thing."
"It was easy," Ciri said, her face getting red as she grinned. "He… he's always made it so easy. Nobody else… nobody's ever made me feel special like he does."
"You're incredibly special darling," The sorceress said. "For more than just your blood, so much more."
She could help but sheepishly look away, feeling like a child she grinned so much. For so long she had just been hunted for her blood, told she was special, treated differently for that. Dominik, Yennefer, Geralt, all had been the ones to love her for who she really was, with Dominik being the first. It had all started back in Cintra, when she faked her name when she first introduced herself, and he played with her all night, not because she was the princess, but because she was herself.
That had continued for her whole life. And even in different worlds, all the people she met who claimed to want the best for her, claimed she was special, claimed to love her, want what was 'best' for her, none had made her feel like he had.
Even with all she had done, all the horrible things she did, he still loved her, they still loved her. All the horrible things she did with the Rats, the people she'd killed, tortured, watch be raped, some nights it still haunted her. However, despite this, despite some nights in the previous weeks her waking up and having to tell Dominik what her nightmares were about, he always had held her till she was better, till she fell back asleep in his arms. She had been working every day to make up for those mistakes, she wasn't the same person that Dominik fell in love with, but he loved her still, nonetheless.
"I… I've done some horrible things," Ciri said, her stomach churning as she met Yen's eyes, slowly shaking her head. "The Rats I… I've told him what I did but-."
"But he still loves you, we still love you," Yen said reassuringly, smiling and reaching over to hold a hand on her arm. "You were a child, you regret what you did now, you've changed for the better… I'm prouder of you then you'll ever know darling… of the both of you… and I'm so… so happy for you."
Ciri launched her arms over off her chair and hugged the sorceress, like she had when she first saw her and Geralt again at Stygga. Her chest thumped and fluttered, as Yen laughed, quickly hugging her back as well. Ciri had wanted nothing more than to make them all proud, to be the person she was, the person she knew they all loved. And truly then, it felt like nothing was wrong.
She pulled back, smiling as she looked at her mother. "Thank you… for everything…. We wouldn't have made it without the two of you."
Yen gently reached a handout to her cheek and smiled. "You both would have darling you're both some of the strongest people I know… have fun tonight alright?"
Her mother winked, and Ciri got red, her body tingling as she nodded. "We… we will. I… I must admit I'm…."
"Excited? Anxious? Ready?" Yen said amusingly.
Ciri laughed and nodded. "All of them yes… you know Geralt gets all flustered and plugs his ears when we talk about this, why don't you?"
"Ha, because you're young adults, you love each other," The sorceress said, smirking as she crossed her arms in her seat. "As for your anxiousness… believe me darling, that'll go away quickly, the moment he kisses you I bet you it will."
Her arms tingled again, as she sheepishly laughed. "Ha… he… he knows what he's doing that's-."
"Alright, alright, I said I don't mind talking about it, but I… don't exactly need to know what my son is 'good' at," She cut her off, making Ciri laughed as Yen scoffed. "You know, what are the two of you going to do with Fiona? It may be… harder to have nights like this with a child."
Ciri bit her lip but managed a laugh. "Ha, she's thirteen, she can have her own room at an inn. Besides, we're going to wait a few-."
A knock on the door cut her off, as she and Yen both turned, the lock clicking before either of them had a chance to answer.
"Please, Yennefer, excuse the interruption," The voice of Phillipa Eilhart rang, as the sorceress strode into the room, looking between them both. "Cirilla."
Her eyes narrowed. "Phillipa…"
"Phil, what is this?" Yen said right away, as she and Ciri both stood. "Can't you see we're trying to spend some time-."
"Yes, yes I'm very well aware, and as I said, I'm sorry for the interruption," Eilhart said with a wave of the hand, not sounding particularly sorry. "It's just that after leaving tomorrow morning for Skellige, we may not have much time. Cirilla, as you know, I've requested a meeting with you, myself and the others several times the last few days."
Ciri crossed her eyes and shook her head. "Apologies, I've been a bit pre-occupied."
Philippa again waved it off. "With your little boyfriend yes you're both basically attached to the hip. Ida and Keira both have told me of him. I can see why you were so eager to see him all those years ago now."
Ciri got flustered for a moment as she remembered the meeting. She had quite literally just gotten back, and then a few days later, they had summoned her. Of course she didn't hate all the members of the lodge, she knew that some truly did care for her wellbeing. Yennefer and Triss she loved with her heart, Margarita only ever truly cared for her education, even Phillipa herself had saved her on Thanedd when she had been momentarily captured. However, if they all cared about her, they wouldn't have tried to use her like they did.
They had of course claimed that it was for her own good, going to Kovir and marrying the now King Tankred was all simply for her own good. And if Ciri honestly believed that, then she would have still of course refused, what with her due to meet Dominik and Geralt both in Rivia but been appreciative that they had been trying to help her. However, when they started demanding things of her, planning things for her, treating her like she was a piece of meat, a pawn on a chessboard, was when she realized, they truly only wanted her for her title, for her power.
The group had wanted her to marry Tankred and be their puppet. She remembered the time after Stygga vividly. After what happened with Emhyr, Yennefer had right away set about locating Dominik with a series of spells. She was quick to find him, learning he was in Vizima, and right away had sent a letter to him, telling him to meet them in Rivia. Geralt had taken her, and they traveled for a bit, heading towards the city, before Yen had taken her to the meeting, annoying her greatly, knowing that she was only a few days away from seeing Dominik again.
She had planned on taking him to visit worlds, him, Geralt, Yennefer, all of them. However, of course she had been most excited to see Dominik again, and finally start the life they wanted.
Ciri had that now, and after only a bit more pushing, it would begin. So, while she was thankful for Phillipa and the others agreeing to help, she wasn't going to be a pawn anymore.
"Yes, he's quite wonderful you should meet him some time," Ciri said dryly, crossing her arms.
"What is it you want Phil? Whatever it is you want I'm sure it can wait," Yennefer said sternly, crossing her arms as well, and Ciri realized how incredibly similar they both looked.
Phillipa had a band over her eyes, but Ciri was sure she'd be rolling them if she could, as the sun from the window finally set.
"I don't believe it can Yennefer, we've been requesting it for days," She said, turning to meet Ciri's eyes again. "Cirilla, I must insist you come speak with us now. Margarita, Keira, Ida and I are all up in the top room, it's been impossible to get you for a moment alone."
"God forbid I have a life outside of my magic," Ciri shot back, her annoyance rising as a small part of her wished her sword were on her back.
Phillipa scoffed. "Considering what we're about to face, I believe it should be your priority. It won't take long; I expect you'll want to listen to what we have to say."
She was doing it again, just like she and the others had at their meeting. Phillipa had spoken sternly, almost as if her request was a demand. She was trying to intimidate Ciri, shoehorn her into the meeting. Ciri quit frankly didn't care whatever their offer was, and she already believed she knew what it was.
And Ciri already knew her answer. She wasn't a child anymore, not like she was back then. She had bitten back then, but it hadn't been strong enough, but this time it would be.
Yen quickly shook her head, narrowing her eyes. "She doesn't have to go to any meetings Phil. Don't think for a minute that-."
"Fine, I'll be with you all in a moment," Ciri said sternly, her arms still crossed as her eyes stayed narrowed at Phillipa.
Yennefer looked at Ciri worriedly for a moment, but Phillipa seemed to smirk and nodded.
"Very good, as I said… I don't believe it will take long," The sorceress said.
"No… I don't think it will," Ciri said right back.
Phillipa again seemed like she was narrowing her eyes behind the headband she wore, before the sorceress went and left the room. After closing the door, Ciri let out an annoyed sighed, reaching up behind her head and tying up her loose bun again, her heart racing as her annoyance rose again.
No, she truly was going to make this meeting quick, she wasn't going to have her night bogged down by whatever it was they all wanted from her.
"Ciri… darling you truly don't have to do this if you don't want," Yennefer quickly said after Phillipa had left.
Ciri turned to her mother, pulling to tighten her bun. "I don't, but we need their help, so the least I can do is go and listen to what they have to say. It's probably best not to piss them off."
Yen shook her head again. "I don't care about that darling, the last thing I want to do is for them to try and take advantage of you, try to force you into something again!"
She knew what Yennefer had meant by 'again'. Her mother was still upset she couldn't have prevented her from going to the meeting with the Lodge, to try and get them to leave earlier. The idea was ridiculous, she had never loved Yennefer more than she did then.
Dominik and she both truly had thought about calling themselves Cirilla of Vengerberg and Dominik of Rivia for a reason.
"Don't worry Yen, I won't let them force me into anything I don't want," She assured her, meeting her mother's eyes with a determined gaze. "They won't force me into anything, they didn't last time… thanks to you, but now… I can bite back myself."
Yen was taken aback for a minute, going between a proud smile and worried frown. "Ciri I… I just don't want-."
"Was that Phillipa I saw leaving the room?" Geralt's voice hit her ears, making her and Yen both jump, as naturally her father had entered the room silently.
She whirled around and saw Geralt had come to their room, his armor and swords removed. He only wore a comfy looking white top, the knife strapped onto his back. Yen stepped up next to her, and Geralt looked at them both curiously as he crossed his arms and met both their eyes.
"She seems awfully pleased with herself…." Geralt said, as Ciri quickly nodded before Yennefer could say anything.
"She, Margarita, Ida and Keira all said they want to meet with me," Ciri informed him, her arms still crossed she looked between both of them.
Geralt scoffed and looked down at the worried Yennefer next to him, before looking back to Ciri. "Okay, and what's the big deal? It's not like they're out to bite you."
"And if they do I'll bit back!" Ciri said, her eyes narrowing as she shook her head incredulously. "They more than likely have some schemes cooked up for me… again."
Geralt tilted his head at her for a moment, before looking back down at Yen. Yennefer looked and met her father's eyes and shook her head.
"I don't like this Geralt, not one bit," Yen said, beginning to pace between the two of them, continuing to do so as she spoke again. "Rita I trust, even Ida to a degree… but Phillipa, she's ruthless, and fucking Keira! She already tried to fuck our son!"
"Did you really have to remind me…" Ciri said with a roll of her eyes, her anger for Keira Metz growing all over again.
Yennefer ignored her and went on pacing. "The last time I trusted them with her, they tried to keep us in Vengerberg! Ciri darling… if you, truly if you want, Geralt and I will go with-."
"No, we won't," Geralt said firmly, meeting Ciri's eyes with a prideful smile before he turned and looked at Yen. "If they're ever going to take her seriously she has to fight her own battles… besides, I think she can go toe for toe with them… they're in for a rude awakening."
Ciri genuinely smiled, the joy and pride flooding over her as Geralt smiled at her. He always had that ability, to perfectly understand what she was feeling, what she wanted, and while sometimes he'd offer her wisdom, and advise her against a course of action, he never forced her or Dominik to do anything.
She was lucky, Dominik and her were both lucky to have found him, and a large part of her was giddy at the idea of after this was all over, the three of them, Geralt her and Dominik, all going on the Path together, before Geralt went back to Yennefer of course.
Yen seemed nervous still, but sighed and nodded, turning back to Ciri. "Ciri… if you truly think you can, then I believe in you."
"We both do… so, you mind getting this done? We got a party to start," Geralt said, a smirk coming to his face. "Couple people are already downstairs… and saw Dom come back with Triss, saw him headed to your room."
Her face heated up, grinning she nodded. That was what the night would be about, her, Dominik, their friends, and the life they had now.
She wasn't a child anymore; her life was her own.
"I'm sure… don't worry, I don't think this will take long," Ciri said, smiling at both her parents, before she walked towards the door.
She turned back, and of course, as they always did, they smiled at her, reassuring her that they would always be there, no matter where she went.
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"Ahh good, you've arrived," Keira Metz said to her as she entered, all the other sorceresses turning to her as well. "It's good to see you again Cirilla, I must ask where's Dominik? Is he well, I only saw him briefly when I arrived."
"Wouldn't you like to know…" Ciri said darkly, narrowing her eyes at the blonde sorceress, as she crossed her arms, standing near the base of the bed in the ruby suite.
The sorceress seemed to know the root of her anger and smartly decided not to speak again. Ciri gave her one last glare, before turning and looking once again at all the sorceresses gathered in the room. Outside the wind blew in from the balcony, the moon had risen, and Ciri felt her loose strands of hair whipping on her forehead. She crossed her arms under her chest as she eyed each of the four sorceresses. It flashed her back to the meeting all those years ago, she was in a similar situation then, but had been hiding behind Yennefer's cotails, only coming out from behind them towards the end.
Now however, she could fight her own battles, the entire time. Geralt and Yennefer weren't there with her, but they believed in her, despite the fact she knew that they were both more than likely eavesdropping at the door then and there.
Keira settled back in a chair near Margarita at the large desk, while she noticed that Ida Emean was standing, leaning against a bookshelf behind them, seeming completely uninterested in the meeting, like the entire meeting was pointless. Dominik had told her how his respect for the elven sage had grown. She was after all the lover of his ancestor Connor of Lod, she hadn't had to come, but she had for Connor, to protect his descendant, his line in Dominik and fulfill the one goal Connor had always wanted, that Alexander of Lod, and his descendants were all destined to do.
To protect her, protect the elder blood in her veins. Ciri knew they were all taking a great risk, so she wanted to be respectful to them all. However, as she saw the satisfied smile come to Phillipa's face, she knew it would be difficult. One thing however, something she had been learning from Dominik, was how to control her angrier outbursts, keep her temper under control.
However, she wouldn't let them walk on her, not again.
"All other things aside, we're all glad that we were able to finally have this meeting," Phillipa said, standing next to Margarita, as she stepped around the table and looked towards Ciri again. "It is tragic for us that our dear Sile won't be able to be with us, but nonetheless."
"It truly is good to see you again Ciri," Margarita said, and Ciri could hear it was genuine, as the blonde sorceress smiled gently at her. "You've grown much."
Ciri nodded, keeping her arms crossed. "I have, I'm older… wiser. So, what is it you all wanted of me? I had plans that I would like to get back too."
Her tone seemed to surprise them all, even Ida stepped off the bookshelf, a small smirking forming on her lips, before Margarita spoke below her, while Keira decided to stay silent.
"We promise it won't take long, what we have for you is an offer, Phil?" She said, looking up to Phillipa, who nodded and turned to Ciri again.
Phillipa looked at her and nodded with a small smile. "What we're here to offer is what should have been long ago. With so many of us now together again, and with Radovid gone, the Lodge has been reforming."
Ciri resisted the urge to sneer, as Phillipa strode closer to her.
"Had plans worked out before, you would have completed your training and joined us sooner," The sorceress said, seeming completely sure of herself. "We make you the same offer again, join us and-."
"No," Ciri cut her off, and in a moment's notice the entire room went silent.
She resisted the urge to smile satisfactorily, as Phillipa was taken aback to the point where she had to back up to the desk Margarite sat at. For the first time in her life, Ciri saw the sorceresses speechless for a time.
Keira Metz somehow spoke up first. "Cirilla please, at least listen to what we have to-."
"You tried to get my boyfriend to fuck you, and when he didn't you knocked him out and left him on a beach," Ciri snapped, narrowing her eyes at the blonde. "He vouches for you, it's the only reason that I haven't cut you in half."
Smartly Keira didn't speak again, but Margarita was the one who spoke before anyone else could. She met Ciri's eyes and quickly shook her head.
"Please Ciri, at least give us the chance to make our case," The blonde said softly, and remembering that Margarita had been kind to her Ciri let up on the scowl as she went on. "I understand that you could be skeptical, but we're only looking out for your best interests."
"She's right," Phillipa quickly said, regaining her words as she looked over to Ciri. "We can offer you training and protection, had it not been for the events that unfolded, we would have completed your training last time, now we can finish it-."
"And what if I do!?" Ciri snapped, remembering the words had been similar in the last meeting in Vengerberg. "What will happen if I join you? You force me to marry some princeling so I can be your puppet, just like you wanted to do last time, a fucking week or so after I just spent years on the run? Years trying to get back to my family?"
Keira Metz scoffed. "I don't believe anyone will be forcing you to do anything."
"First thing I've agreed with you on," Ciri said, her hands going to her hips as she looked up and across all of the sorceresses again. "And she's also right. I won't be forced into anything, I'm not a child you can command at your beck and call anymore."
"You were a child then!" Margarita rationalized, shaking her head as she met Ciri's eyes. "And when you said no, we didn't try and force you into anything."
"Yes, but you decided to not let me leave, you had to fucking vote if I could leave or not, to go and see Geralt, and my boyfriend I hadn't seen in six years," Ciri responded, trying not to let her anger get the best of her. "Someone is always in charge of someone in the Lodge, I won't join to be your puppet."
They all seemed taken aback again, except for Ida Emean, who reserved to leaning back against the bookshelf again. It had been the same thing in the previous meeting, them saying that her going to marry a prince was for her own protection. And for some that may have been true, but she knew the real goal behind it. Control, power, her blood, how it could benefit them, that was all they cared about.
It was the same thing now. Ciri looked outside, and could see the moon was shining bright, and she wanted nothing more than to leave, head downstairs. She'd see the no doubt giddy look Dominik had on his face. When they were younger, sometimes she'd be able to tell when he had done something for her. He'd get the most excited look and drag her along wherever the surprise he had planned for her was. She had been excited for that, because she knew that even if they were older now, he'd still get excited like that.
However, again, there were more people who were trying to shoehorn her into something. It didn't matter to her if their intentions were true this time, and they genuinely wanted to help her. She knew what she wanted in her future, and it didn't involve the lodge of sorceresses.
Phillipa straightened and shook her head. "You misunderstand what we're offering Cirilla. We're offering you not servitude, but a partnership. As I said, we're offering you protection, and training, training to control the powers you have."
"I don't need it," Ciri said straight away. "I have myself and Dominik protecting me. And as much of an ass as he is, Avallac'h has trained me to use my powers properly."
She hated having to bring up the sage's name, as much as she wanted to be rid of him, he had done what he said he would. He taught her control of her powers, and with each day that came, she felt herself getting closer and closer to complete control. And the thought that she needed anyone to protect her outside of what she had was ridiculous. Dominik would be there for her, always, Geralt would be, Yen would be, she felt safer than she ever had with them.
Ciri also wasn't going to be under anyone's command. A partnership sounded good on paper yes, but she knew that everyone answered to someone in the Lodge. Who was to stop them from trying to force her into a marriage as soon as she was a member, or perhaps they'd try to make her help them in some complicated political plot. Or they still though that she was going to be empress, and they wanted to try and sink their claws into her already.
It wouldn't work, she wasn't going to let it. It wasn't just her either that she had to consider for their future, Dominik, and soon Fiona as well she needed to think about as well.
"Elven sages are notorious for hidden agendas, you may not want to hear it, but we're sure that he has ulterior motives. We can train you properly, so that you can control your powers, without any conditions attached," Margarita tried to rationalize with her.
Phillipa scoffed as well. "Come now Cirilla, you're a smart young woman, surely you don't trust the sage."
Ciri shook her head. "You're right I don't, but at least after this is over I won't have to deal with him again. I won't answer to anyone, my life is going to be my own after this is over."
"And we'll make sure that it is," Keira Metz quickly said, shaking her head and meeting her eyes. "I've even convinced them that no marriages will be set up for you. We're even willing to help Dominik learn more about his magic as well."
Hearing Dominik's name made her narrow his eyes, especially hearing it come from Keira. She put aside her anger at the sorceress trying to seduce him for now, and remembered what Dominik had told her, when he said he genuinely trusted Keira Metz, despite their first encounter. Ciri also remembered that the sorceress had helped keep him alive at Kaer Morhen and saved his life in Velen.
Still, marriage or no marriage, she was suspicious. She turned and narrowed her eyes at Phillipa.
"And you truly agreed to that? When I mentioned Dominik at Vengerberg, you said that 'my little childhood crushes were irrelevant'," Ciri reminded the sorceress. "You know that we're a package deal. I'm thinking for both our futures, not just mine!"
If not for the blindfold around Phillipa's eyes, Ciri was sure she'd see the sorceress eyes rolling.
"Yes, I did, and it seems I was wrong, it was more than simply a childhood infatuation," She said, her head turning towards Ciri.
"It is… it's much, much more," Ciri said sharply, shaking her head. "He's part of my destiny, my future, where he goes, I go, and vice versa."
Phillipa scoffed. "I can respect that, a love like that isn't something you see often. Although I imagine the Emperor won't be incredibly happy when you bring him-."
"I'm going nowhere near that filthy degenerate, I hope he dies a slow painful death," She said, her nostrils flaring as she shook her head. "I hate to inform you, but I'm not the future empress. After this is done, Dominik and I are going off, you'll all be lucky if you ever see us again."
Ciri could tell her words then had shocked them all more than anything else she had said. It was clear now, that they all had expected her to go and be empress, that she would simply fall in line because Emhyr told her too.
She scoffed and looked between their stunned faces. "Do any of you… even know what Emhyr tried to do to me? The fucker wanted to kidnap me, rape me, and force me to marry and have a child with him, and you think that after that, I would even be in the same room as him? You think that just because he's my 'father', that I'm going to simply fall in line, you think because you all say so? No, I'm my own person, and I don't give a damn, what you all, what Emhyr, or anyone says I should do, I'm going to follow my heart and do what I want to do. I won't let anyone pick things for me anymore, pick what I'll do, where I go, who I fuck! I'm not a child anymore, and I'll decide who I am, and what I do. I'm Ciri of Kaer Morhen, witcher, school of the wolf, I'm in love with Dominik of Cintra, and together, the two of us are going to help people around the continent and live our lives like we always wanted!"
Her words seemed to echo in the silence of the ruby suite. She could see that Keira, Margarite and Phillipa all were clearly surprised. However, she noticed a smile come to the elven sage Ida's face, as she met Ciri's eyes, smiling almost as if her answered satisfied her. Ida looked over between her fellow sorceresses, and after a moment, Ciri saw them all finally stir. Margarita looked like she wanted to say something but couldn't find words. Keira Metz clearly wanted to say something as well, however, she more than likely understood anything she said would only make the situation worse.
Ciri resisted the urge to smile to herself. For a split second she looked over to the door, almost hoping that Yennefer or Geralt were looking through the hole. And she hoped that they were both proud of her.
She remembered how helpless she used to feel, how she felt her life was out of her control, like no matter what she did, someone would always be there to take control. First it was her grandmother, despite the fact she loved her. Then for a short while everything had been marvelous. Her and Dominik, Geralt and then eventually Yen, she had truly felt like her life was her own. However, then she had gone to Aretuza, to Thanedd. It was then she started hearing whispers of people having plans for her, to ship her off to marry random princes, to be moved from one school to the next, she heard she was being sent to so many different places it drove her insane.
After that she escaped during the coup, and then she was on her own, before the Rats, Bonhart, Vilgefortz, Avallach and the Aen Elle, all of them, they all wanted her to do what they wanted, wanted to use her. After so long she finally returned, only to be used again, to try and be used as a pawn for the lodge. It had gotten to the point, where when she realized Emhyr had bene looking for her, she was horrified, that somehow she'd be taken, or be forced off somewhere else.
However, Dominik, Geralt, Yennefer, all her friends, Faram, Freya, George, all had helped her to realize, that she was going to control her life. Dominik had told her, that after everything was over, she would decide where they went. He had dedicated himself to letting her live her own life, whatever she had wanted. She loved him for it, even more then she already had. He had helped her realize that she was her own, and that her destiny, while it would involve him, Geralt, and now Fiona, what she did with her life was her own choice.
And Ciri knew exactly what she wanted. She wanted to grow old, be a witcher, be with Dominik, train Fiona and raise her to have the life she and Dominik always wanted. And after this was over, after Eredin was gone, that was what they would do.
Phillipa looked towards her again and slowly shook her head. "I understand, we understand that Cirilla we truly do. And that is what we offer, a chance for you to do great things. As I said before, you were meant for great things, great power. A child of the elder blood, blood from so many royal families, you're what prophecies have heralded Cirilla. This is what destiny demands, with help, training, from you could be born a Queen of this whole world with the power you hold, and we can help you attain that power."
Ciri looked towards the sorceress and genuinely laughed at them all.
"You don't understand, none of you understand. I don't want any more power. I don't want to be a queen, I don't want to rule, I don't give a damn what you think I should do with the power I've been given, I'd give it back if I could," Ciri said, the words slowly spilling out of her, as she reached and grabbed the ring around her neck.
She shook her head, holding the ring as she took another step towards them all.
"What I want is to be with the man I love, to see one end of the continent to the next and help as many people as I can. I don't want any more power. Dominik doesn't want any more power. I've never wanted to rule, I never wanted that life, and now, I finally have the chance for that life I did always. It would be a simple one… but it's all I want," She continued, slowly she shook her head and looked up to meet all the sorceress's eyes again.
"I am eternally thankful to you all for risking your lives to come here," Ciri said, shaking her head again and looking between them. "But my answer is still no, and I ask that you respect my decision."
From outside, the wind howled, as Ciri kept both her hands on her hips. Downstairs she could hear laughing, joking, and even the music beginning to flow through the inn. She wanted to be down there, she knew all her friends had to be, Dominik had to be. She had made her mind up, made her mind up years before on what she had wanted in life. Now it was going to be a reality, no matter who stood in her way.
Margarita looked up at Phillipa along with Keira seeming to be waiting for a response, while Ida behind them all stood and smirked at Ciri still.
Ciri wanted to get out of there, that night was for her and Dominik together, and she wanted to get back to it.
Phillipa sighed and looked at her again. "Again… I must admit I was wrong about you Cirilla. I respect your aptitude, your determination, how unwavering you are. Still however, I must assert that we aren't-."
"It isn't going to happen Phil, no matter what we say," Ida Emean finally spoke, cutting Phillipa off. All three other sorceresses looked to the sage wonderingly, but Ida's eyes stayed trained on Ciri herself. "She's a woman in love, she knows what she wants, and isn't going to change it…. Cirilla, I believe Dominik is more than likely waiting for you downstairs… you may go."
Ciri was taken aback herself for the first time in the meeting. Dominik had told her that the sage had come at his request, because he was Connor of Lod's descendant, but Ciri had no idea if she truly cared about what happened to her or not. The fact that they had so many sorceresses there, it boded well for their chances against Eredin, but Ciri also knew that having all of them together in the same place, could lead to arguments and scheming.
She didn't care about all of it however. All she wanted that night was her and Dominik to get their time together, to eat and drink with her friends, all before they headed out to what would be the fight for that life she wanted. After it all was over, unless circumstance brought them to the forefront, Ciri knew they would both only focus on each other, seeing every part of the continent they could, helping people, giving Fiona the life they had always wanted. She knew that he may want to go and help Adda, see what the Queen needed; however, she knew that after whatever it was, they would be off again, off living their life.
She wanted it all, she wanted to marry him, she wanted to live as long a life as she possibly could. They'd visit Yen and Geralt often, see and go on more journeys with their friends. They'd visit Kaer Morhen, the new generation of witchers, take Fiona there, it again may not have seemed like that exciting of a life compared to what she could have, but it was all that Ciri wanted. Ever since she was a girl, she hadn't wanted that royal life, because she knew that wasn't who she was, wants who she wanted to be.
After meeting Dominik she knew, knew what she wanted, and now, seeing the look on the faces of each sorceress, she knew her life was finally hers. She'd kill Eredin herself is she had too, or Dominik would, or Geralt would, it didn't matter. The Hunt would be gone, they'd save Bella, she knew this, because she knew both Dominik and her would do anything for that life they wanted.
Dominik she also knew was deep down, still having a hard time with the revelation of Bella being with the Hunt. However, she would be there, just like he always was for her, and together they'd get his sister back, make Eredin pay for what he did to not only Ciri, but Bella as well. He always made sure that she was confident, reassured, and smiling, so she would do the same for him, and that was how it would be for the rest of their lives.
But that night, was about much, much more, and the thought of getting back to it made Ciri smile as she looked at the group of sorceresses. She gave them a small bow, her heart racing as she smiled upon coming back up.
"Thank you again, very much for coming, I'm grateful," Ciri said, before nodding again, and walking towards the door, before looking back once more. "And… thank you for respecting my decision."
And the last thing she saw before turning back to the door, was the stunned look on the faces of all the sorceresses, save for Ida. She smiled once more and walked back out the door.
She took solace in the fact, that now she knew she could stand up for herself, that she could truly make her life completely her own.
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Yennefer and Geralt both had been eavesdropping on her conversation as she expected. It was confirmed when she saw Yen leap back the minute she opened the door, her violet eyes widening as soon as Ciri looked at them. Geralt looked shocked for a moment, until he stepped up next to Yen and smirked down at her.
"So… how'd it go? What did they want?" Yen asked, the nervousness clear in her voice.
Ciri scoffed and narrowed her eyes at them both. "Were you both eavesdropping on me?"
"No!" Yen quickly said, following by Geralt rolling his eyes and shaking his head. "Yes, we were," Her father said right after.
Under different circumstances she may have been slightly annoyed, but then, all Ciri could do was smile. The sounds of music and laughter from down below flew into her ears, she could hear Faram's booming voice already loud and eager. The smell of cooking meat, wine, the sound of music, it all came flowing up, and she wanted nothing more than to go down there now. That was all she wanted, just one night now, where she didn't have to worry about anything else except enjoying herself, something that she very rarely got to do.
So she smiled and met both their eyes. "Well, in case you didn't hear… they wanted me to join the Lodge… and I refused."
Never in her life had she seen such relieved look come to her mother's face so quick. Yennefer's hand went to her chest as she sighed, a small, relieved smile coming to her face as she looked down towards the ground. Next to her Geralt smirked wildly, crossing his arms and meeting her eyes.
"Well, well, seems like you bit back," He said proudly, shaking his head as a small laugh left him. "Yen says Phillipa looked downright angry when you were in there."
Ciri sheepishly laughed and nodded. "She was yeah… wasn't expecting it from me. Told them, that after this is over, Dominik and I are going off, and they probably won't even see me again."
"Just like you both always wanted…." Yen said, recovered from the relief, and sighing with a smile, before coming over and hugging her again. "I'm proud of you…. And well, I certainly hope that at least Geralt and I will get to see you both."
The three of them all laughed, because the idea was ridiculous. Of course they would go back to Geralt and Yen. Dominik and she both could go from one end of the continent to the other, but no matter how far they went, where they went, it would always lead them back to the two. If not for them, they wouldn't have the opportunity they did now. Neither of them would have survived the time they spent on their own if not for the two of them. Most importantly, they were family, blood or no blood, and that would never change.
She had only seen Dominik a few hours earlier, but she felt like it had been so much longer. It may have seemed a bit childish, but she missed him, dreadfully already, she had barely spoken to him that day, and after being apart from someone you cared about so much, for so long, you wanted to spend every minute you could with them. She thought the two of them both were good with giving the other the proper amount of alone time that they needed, it had been like that when they were younger as well. However, the truth was, that neither of them really ever wanted to spend time alone.
When she was with him she felt more alive than she ever did, like she was her own person, like she was special for more than just her powers and blood. It was how she had known, known that no matter how many beautiful men or women professed love for her, wanted her, none ever made her feel like he did. None got that same goofy, loving smile on their face, that smile she loved, the smile that made her feel like she was the most special person in the world. She could see how his face got red when she kissed him, looked at him, laughed herself, it was a look that helped her get up in the morning, the memory of it helping get her through the previous few years.
The most important part was that he loved her for who she was, the persons she was. Dominik loved her, loved Ciri, not the lion cub of Cintra, the lady of worlds, the lady of space and time, no, he loved her because she was Ciri. To him, she was the most special person in the world, and the feeling was mutual. They would always give each other the love the other deserved, and the ones who had helped them, saved them, let them develop that love they had, was Geralt and Yennefer, they owed everything to the two of them.
So yes, no matter what happened, no matter how old they got, they'd find their way back to them both. And Ciri quite frankly couldn't wait for Fiona to meet the two of them.
"Of course we will… always," She said, smiling at the two of them. "And well… I really can't wait for the two of you to meet Fiona. You know she's heard all of Dandelion's songs about the two of you. You should have seen how excited she got when we told her about you."
Geralt scoffed a laugh and shook his head. "And if she's as much like the two of you as you say she is, well… dare sat Vesemir and I are in for it again."
"It looks like you will be…" Yen said fondly, holding on Geralt's arm before looking back down at Ciri herself. "And I don't think there would be anyone better to look after her then you and Dominik both."
Ciri's face got red, but she smiled, the rapid spinning in her stomach picking up. A loud laugh from Faram down below stopped her from saying anything else. She heard the Bear witcher challenging Freya to an arm-wrestling rematch later in the night, and after hearing that, Ciri was more than ready to get down there, her stomach was rumbling, and it seemed that Geralt and Yen both felt the same. The atmosphere, the music, the smells, the laughter, it had been years since she had felt so at peace, and Ciri quite frankly didn't want the night to end.
Geralt smirked after Faram's laughs died down and looked at them both. "Well, what are we waiting for? Wine, food, and Dandelion singing when we actually want him too, what could be better?"
Ciri and Yen laughed again, and Ciri eagerly met Geralt's eyes. "Has Hattori come with the sword? And what about Dom, have you seen him? I wanted to head to our room as well and get some stuff set up."
Yen shook her head, a small smile coming to her face. "It was quite amusing actually. Geralt and I were… trying to wait downstairs for you. He came out of your room, came running downstairs, grabbed Priscilla, seemed to beg her for something, and the two ran back up to your room."
"Hasn't been out since," Geralt said amusingly, meeting her eyes with the smile still firmly planted on his lips. "As for the sword yeah, Hattori has it hidden downstairs, I'll sneak it up to your room when he comes out."
Ciri lightly laughed, her face getting redder as she looked towards the steps that led down towards their room again, wondering herself what he possibly could have needed Priscilla's help for. She had wanted to go to their room themselves, maybe light candles, make their bed, clean things up, just so it would be cleaner and hopefully more romantic for later when they both went back. However, that was what she was sure he was doing then, and she was again amazed at how similarly they thought, wanting to make it perfect for each other.
And this was confirmation to her as well, that he was thinking the same thing that she was for that night. It felt like one of the nights they had back in Ellander, when he'd wake her up and surprise her in the middle of the night, or when the two of them would be walking, and he'd stray from their path simply to pick a flower for her. There had been night where she came back to a crown of flowers resting on her bed, with sweets and a small note attached, simply saying 'I love you', or some other adorable, cute message.
Yes, Dominik had a laundry list of romantic gestures he'd always do for her that she had absolutely loved. She had done a few things like that for him herself, however, it had always been hard for her to come up with ones to match him. She learned being back with him now, she didn't have to match him, she simply had to love him back, and he'd be happy.
So that was what she did and was going to do.
"Alright, I'm actually starving. I've had enough of politics and magic," Ciri said, smiling as she went to walk past them both down the stairs. "Let's go and-."
"There you three are! I've been looking all over for you," Dominik's voice said, as she saw him walk up the steps, grinning at the three of them.
And when Ciri saw his hair, she scoffed, her jaw dropping as she put a hand over her mouth to stop herself from laughing.
"D…Dominik did… did you… try and comb your hair?" She said, looking at the long brown locks that had stuck straight up on the back of his scalp, trying to contain her laughter.
Right away she saw his face get red, an adorable, flustered look came to his face, as he quickly tried to tame his hair again. Never in her life did she think she ever saw him try to comb his hair. He always simply ran his hand through it a few times after drying it, and the unruly, unkept style was one that Ciri loved. Now however, it was combed straight back, except for the bits on the back of his scalp that stuck straight up. Ciri didn't want too, but she couldn't control the laugh as he tried to straighten it back down.
He nervously laughed as he did. "Ha… um… yeah. I… I was just um…"
"Trying to look nice for Ciri? You did the same thing when you were young," Yen said, coming up next to them both, smiling with Geralt next to her. "Some people just have hair that can't be tamed darling."
"Yeah, and I don't think I've ever seen you try to brush it," Geralt said amusingly, smirking as Dominik sighed and looked over to Ciri.
He frowned and sighed. "Does… it really look that bad?"
Ciri's heart melted, and in a moment, seeing him look at her, she forgot about everything bad in the world. She smiled and leaned in closer to him, kissing him quickly, before pulling back and smirking at him. She reached up and he rolled his eyes and laughed while she rubbed her hand through his hair, getting it back to its normal messy stated. He wasn't wearing his armor, only his trousers, boots and the white top similar to Geralt's that he normally had on under his armor. His silky brown hair fell through her fingers, his sparkling emerald eyes shone fondly at her like they always did. She felt his stronger arms wrap around her waist making her grin even more.
Nothing mattered that night, except for the two of them. She cupped his glove cheek with his hand for a moment, moving it down towards the swallow and his medallion on his neck. She could remember the scrawny little boy she had a crush on when she was eleven, who had thrown himself at a fully plated, armed knight to save her. She wouldn't forget how he almost died, and even when he was bleeding on the run, injured, with Ciri having to reapply bandages every night, none of it mattered, he would always ask her is she was alright, how she was feeling, despite him being the one who had seen all of his family killed in front of him.
Now, he was a man, a fully grown, strong, gorgeous man, who she loved even more than she did during those days. It was always going to be him, and that night would solidify it.
"No of course it doesn't," She smiled at him, leaning up and kissing his cheek again before she smirked and took a step back. "And as sweet as it is you're trying to get all nice for me, I prefer your hair how you always have it handsome."
He smiled at her, and she saw his face get red from simply her kiss on his cheek. He always did that, from the time they were kids, to him, she truly was the most special person in the world. Ciri knew that was far from true, she didn't consider herself that special, but him making her feel like that was always something she loved. She believed every woman, no matter what they told you, sometimes simply loved to feel beautiful, whether that be from how they dressed, or from someone telling them.
Ciri never really put much thought into her appearance, she used makeup yes, but it was truly little, and she preferred to dress comfortably for the amount of fighting she did. However, she could have been wearing an old sack, but still Dominik would have blushed the way he did when he saw her.
He sighed but smiled, nodding at her. "Thanks princess…. So you all ready? Come on, we need to go, Dandelion and Priscilla have a new song for the occasion tonight!"
"We are, Geralt, Ciri?" Yen asked, smiling at them both.
Geralt smirked looking to Dominik and Ciri now. "Ready if you two are."
Ciri smiled as well, her heart full as she turned back to Dominik. "Alright come on. I'm curious as to what new song Dandelion and Priscilla could come up with in the middle of everything."
And never had she seen his eyes glow so excitedly. He grabbed her wrist and nearly laughed. "Oho you're gonna love it, I know it! Come on, he was just getting ready to start before I said I needed to find you three first let's go!"
"Alright, alright, but do you think I could go to our room first and-. Hey, slow down!" She laughed, as he pulled her along down the steps.
She was complete, she knew who she was, and what she would want for the rest of her life. And it was him, who even then in the middle of the biggest battle, quest of their life, could make her feel like she was a child again.
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"Ayeeee there they are!" The booming voice of Faram yelled as soon as Dominik pulled her along to the ground floor, the bear witcher holding up a mug. "Dandeeeeeelion let's get this show started!"
"Aye second on that!" Zoltan Chivay yelled from one table in the corner.
She noticed Lambert sitting next to the dwarf laugh and raise up his mug. "Ha, it's about damn time, I third that, let's get it going!"
Ciri scoffed in amazement, looking at the tables, lined with food, wine, candles, as all of their friends who were there who could be were all around them. She looked to Dominik for a moment, as she heard Geralt and Yen coming down the stairs behind them. The two of them both looked to their parents, and with a small nod, Geralt and Yen both gestured for them to go on, clearly telling them to go be with their friends. Ciri smiled, so many tables were lined with people at them, but she and Dominik both looked to the table with Faram, Freya and George right near where Dandelion and Priscilla were tuning instruments with the band.
Dominik turned down to her and held her hand the entire time. "Come on princess, you have got to hear this one."
Ciri scoffed in amusement and smirked at him. "And why are you so excited for a song? Did he sing it to you beforehand? Is that what Priscilla was doing with you in our room?"
His eyes widened and he shook his head. "What!? What no, of course not, she was just in there to help me… um… move stuff. And well… I may… have used her hairbrush."
Ciri burst out laughing and shook her head at him. "Ahaha I'm just joking with you handsome, come on I'm starving, aren't you?"
His gaze softened and he nodded. "You could say that again… come on."
He pulled her along with him, ad for a few moments, Ciri experienced total bliss. She looked at the people all gathered below, she even heard the footfalls from the steps, and looked to see all the sorceresses coming down the stairs as well. While she was scanning the ground floor, she noticed Hatorri, the swordsmith with sitting at a table alone with Zoltan and Lambert, and once he met Ciri's eyes, she saw him gesture towards what she knew had to be the sword leaning against the wall behind him. She could see the pommel from there. Dominik hadn't noticed her looking as he walked ahead of her still holding her hand, but Ciri marveled at the wolf carved onto the pommel. The elf met her eyes, and Ciri widened her own, quickly gesturing towards Geralt, and the swordsmith seemed to understand. Ciri watched him grab the sword and stand up, moving back towards where Geralt was, and she breathed out in relief as he did, knowing her present for Dominik would be in their room now.
She turned and smiled at Lambert and Zoltan as well, before looking back as Dominik stopped in front of her. At one table, she even noticed Vernon Roche, the Temarian blue stripe commander from Kaer Morhen, and his protégé, the girl Ves who had looked at Dominik far too closely for her liking, but now, she simply chatted with Roche, to the right of the band, who were seeming to be performing scales at Dandelion and Priscilla's command, it pleasantly filled the bottom floor, as she and Dominik both weaved through the tables towards Faram, Freya and George. While looking back she noticed Geralt and Yen both sitting on stools near the bar, cups of wine in their hands, chatting and looking over fondly at them both.
The music pleasantly hit Ciri's ears, she had always loved lute music the most, which was a reason she loved when Dandelion came around so much. She giddily smiled and felt herself squeezing Dominik's hand even harder, as she saw Hattori come over to Geralt with the sword in hand, before Geralt nodded to him, before getting up and showing him to the stairs.
She got so caught up watching however, that she walked into Dominik's back just as he spoke.
"Adda, Elise! You both really stayed," He said, and Ciri whirled back around, to see both of the redheaded women standing near her.
Her eyes widened as she saw Adda, Ciri looked up to Dominik, and then back to the monarch with Elise standing next to her. She had heard Dominik was talking to her earlier, but the last thing she expected was to see the new Queen of Redania at the part they were having that night. Adda wore a long dark red dress, to match her flaming hair, which cascaded perfectly straight down her back, past her black hood. The Queen smiled at them both, as they stood a few steps from their tables, the scaled from the band's instruments getting louder, filling Ciri with warmth and joy.
Elise stood next to Adda, not in her armor for a change, but in a white tunic with black sleeves, and to Ciri's surprise, she had her curly hair combed down her shoulders. It wasn't frizzy like it normally was, it was nearly curled and falling over the front of shoulders. However, she still had the mischievous, amused eyes she always had, her brown eyes shining with amusement as she looked at them both, the three scars down her right eye had faded but still there. Either way, Elise was still beautiful, and of course Ciri remembered how just two days ago she had saved Dominik's life, of course as well she had been at Kaer Morhen. The special forces agent Ciri knew, was now Adda's sole protector, with Dominik having told her soon Adda was due to be crown sole Queen of Redania.
It surprised Ciri they were still there, because she knew that the Black Ones were already on Velen's doorstep and could soon threaten Novigrad and Redania. She assumed that the Queen would want to quickly start mounting defenses. Adda however, seemed like a normal person then, not a queen, as she smiled at Elise and back at them both. Ciri realized it was the first time she properly was meeting the ruler and fought the urge to bow.
Elise smiled and crossed her arms; she was slightly taller than them both so looked down at her and Dominik.
"Aye we did, thought it best we leave but Adda was insistent," She said, turning and sighing, but playfully rolling her eyes at the queen. "Though I must admit, good wine, music, food, after everything I'd say I quite like this."
Adda chuckled and smiled. "Aha see? I told you you'd enjoy yourself. Dominik, it's good to see you again…. And Cirilla, let me say it's an honor to see you again as well, you've grown tremendously beautiful."
Ciri stood next to Dominik, looking puzzled towards the new ruler and shook her head. "Um… forgive me but… again? We've met before?"
Adda laughed and nodded. "We have yes my dear, you were very young, I doubt you'd remember. It was on one of my royal visits to Cintra… it warms my heart seeing you grown, and safe."
She was taken aback for a moment, looking up to Dominik who smiling at her, and Ciri chuckled, looking back to Adda again and bowing.
"You're right I… don't really remember, but… thank you," Ciri said, bowing and looking over to Elise now, smiling up at the redhead. "And Elise I… wanna thank you again, for you know… keeping him alive."
She reached and held onto Dominik's arm as he smiled at her, as Elsie did the same.
"Ha, no problem dearie, my pleasure," She said, sighing and messing with her hair and looking down at her clothes. "It feels nice to kick back for a night, even though I'm in… these."
Adda laughed and held her hand on Elise's arm. "Oh stop now, you look lovely. It's like you said, we're here to have fun after all before it's back to business tomorrow."
Elise Ciri saw, bit the inside of her cheek and cheekily laughed, flustering as Adda smiled and looked back to them. Dominik tilted his head and looked between them both.
"So you're both really going back to Tretogor? Surely you'll have to just come back to Novigrad with the Black Ones so close anyway," Dominik said.
Adda quickly nodded. "Yes you're right… but I have urgent business in the capital. Need to get all the formalities out of the way, pass a few new laws, Elise and I must begin the retraining of our armies right away, and begin moving them into the appropriate positions."
"Retraining the armies?" Ciri said.
"Yes, thanks to Elise, I have new ways of planning to position the armies, new tactics to employ, new war engines…. I dare say the Black Ones won't know what hit them," Adda said, a tone of smugness to her voice.
Ciri scoffed and look up at Dominik again, and when she saw his eyes full of curiosity, she knew he was thinking the same thing. Anything that gave Emhyr and the Black Ones a hard time was good on her part, but she quickly pushed the thoughts out of her head, hearing the music begin to finally die down, as she looked over and saw Freya, Faram and George laughing.
Dominik looked and smiled at Adda and Elise both. "New tactics, war engines? Well… I gotta say, I'd like to hear about them one day."
Elise scoffed and smirked at them both. "We'd love to sit and bore ya, but let's save it for another night."
Adda nodded in agreement. "Agreed, please, enjoy yourself for tonight. I… do hope that we will all be seeing more of each other in the future… good luck the both of you."
"Aye, good luck, send those cucks back from where they came from," Elise said, before both her and Adda bowed, and walked over towards the table she saw containing Roche and Ves.
Ciri watched the two walk away, still completely stunned. Adda was nothing like any ruler she'd ever met, she spoke with composure, confidence, like Ciri was her equal. It was a refreshing change of pace, and it brought a smile to her face seeing Dominik so happy in particular, as she looked up at him grinning like a mad man down at her.
She laughed and smiled at him. "She's… different than most rulers I've met."
Dominik scoffed and nodded towards her. "Yeah… she is. I think she's exactly what the North needs… but let's forget about that, me and you are-."
"Oi! You two lovebirds gonna join us or not!" The voice of Faram cut him off.
Dominik had been about to hold her hands, more than likely kiss her, but the laugh from all of their friends cut them off. They both whirled around, at the table Faram was standing, with George sitting and smirking next to him, while Freya sipped from a mug of wine, seeming to be careful not to overdo it that night.
She looked up at him, and in his eyes he saw that unequivocal love. The love that only he could give her, that he had only ever seen in his eyes. He laughed and smiled, his face getting red in the same adorable way it always had when they were younger. Just like then, she was his future, and he was hers. The next day they'd be leaving, for what could very well be the death of both of them. They joked and spoke confidently yes, but Ciri knew deep down that it could be their last few days. Eredin could very well kill them, defeat them as easily as he did at Kaer Morhen, Dominik had fought him by himself, she could remember it then, seeing him fight, be stabbed, near death, all while she couldn't do anything. That wouldn't happen again, she would fight with him if she could, one of them had to take the King out, but the reality of the situation was, they could very easily die.
So Ciri didn't want them to both go out, without him knowing what he truly meant to her. How did you properly thank someone, who had searched eight years for you, almost given his life for you multiple times, and gave you the unequivocal love that everyone desired in life? The only way Ciri knew of, was that she could love him back, just as fiercely, and that was what she was always going to do. And that night, she would make as special for the both of them as she could. If she focused hard enough, she truly could see the both of them as children, lovingly blushing and looking into each other's eyes as they at in front of the fire at the inn in Ellander. She had loved those moments, just like she loved every moment with him now.
Ciri had often wondered over the years, what would have happened if Dominik had been at Thanedd with her, escaped with her. Geralt had admitted to her, that Dominik begged him to go to the feast with him, so he could see her. Dominik had told her how for weeks before the coup, he had been having dreams, dreams of her being taken or killed at Aretuza, so he did everything he could to go with him. Geralt in the end of course hadn't taken Dominik with him, however, although she knew it didn't really matter, and she was happier now then she had been in a long time, she always wondered what it would have been like if he had come.
He more than likely would have come to visit her in her room, before Yennefer came to frantically tell them both to run. Scoitael commandos had chased her, along with Rience and of course the knight in the helmet Cahir. He would have followed her yes she was sure, leapt from the bridges and towers to follow her, when the mage grabbed her, Ciri wouldn't have had to wait for Geralt or Phillipa to save her, Dominik would have been there. After Geralt told them to run, Cahir would have begun chasing them. Ciri had wanted to kill the knight, knowing that he was the one who killed Dominik's mother, and Bella before chasing them both for weeks. She didn't get the chance after she had bested the knight, with the Scoitael closing in. However, she knew that Dominik would have killed him, no matter if they were overrun or not, Cahir would have died at his hands.
And after that, what would they have done in the desert? Would the unicorns have helped them both? What about the Rats? Dominik would have beaten both Kyleigh and Mistle both bloody before letting them touch her, would they both had been able to join the gang after that? Or what Bonhart, would the madman had even gone through the trouble of kidnapping Dominik like he did Ciri, or would he simply have killed him? And then of course there was the Aen Elle, with Dominik's ancestor being Alexander, she assumed Avallac'h and Eredin would have killed him outright, or perhaps even held him over her head to force her to cooperate.
The concept of one little choice affecting so many things had always interested her, with Geralt's choice to not take Dominik to Thanedd, they had both gone on journeys by themselves, ones that had shaped them into the people they were today. She had told Fiona, that a small part of her was glad that her and Dominik had both gone on the journeys they did. It was because of them, that their love, and appreciation for one another had grown so much. Some people may have wondered how they were able to pick up so quickly after reuniting. However, to Ciri it was simple.
They had never stopped loving each other, they were part of each other's strength. Every day Ciri thought about getting back to Dominik, to Geralt, Yennefer, to her family, her friends. The ring around her neck, it hadn't left her neck but on only a few occasions. Mistle urged her to sell it off a few times, Bonhart had tortured her by using it, Eredin and Avallac'h initially tried to take it, but she refused to part with it. Every time she saw it, she remembered his smile, his goofy loving smile, the one he had now as she looked at him, that loving gaze that couldn't be replicated by anyone who she came across.
And it was all she would need.
"Haha there you are my friends, it's about time eh Faram," George said, as the two of them both came to the table, taking seats in what would be the front row facing Dandelion, Priscilla and the band.
Faram finished down a mug of ale and smiled at them both. "Aha your damn right! Come on, were the two of you been all day! Felt like we haven't seen you in ages!"
Dominik and she both sat, sharing a smile with each other as they sat down next to Freya, who smirked at them both, knowing exactly what they were both doing. George and Faram both wore their armor, while Freya looked beautiful in a white top cotton top and black trousers, her blonde curls cascading down her shoulders.
She smiled at the friends gathered, it had been so long since she counted herself having any true ones, any real ones that she felt she could count on. Dominik's friends, no, her friends, had welcomed her with open arms, even Freya, who at first, she could tell still had feelings for Dominik. Those feelings seemed to be gone now, and the blonde was quickly becoming one of Ciri's closest confidants. She watched as Freya popped a dumpling into her mouth, as she moved mugs of wine in front of them both, and plates with bread, fruit, chicken, and of course the famous dumplings she made. Ciri was bit into a piece of bread, as the three of them all smiled at them, the sound of the music finally getting lower, the chatting of everyone in the tavern growing louder.
Dominik shot her a wink, before looking at their three friends. "Sorry about that, we… both got a little sidetracked. Also sorry I haven't been very… talkative the last few days. It's just with… everything-."
"You need not say anymore my friend, we all understand," George said, smiling and holding his mug up towards him. "You've been through much the previous few days, and we're all here for you, we swear."
"Aye… the both of you, we're here," Faram said, finally sitting down next to George and looking at the two of them. "Besides! You two haven't seen in each other in bloody ages, if you wanna spend time by yourselves we can't tell you no!"
Freya laughed from next to them and laughed. "Ha, he's right…. I'm really happy for the both of you that you're so happy… and I wanted to say thank you… to all four of you… I haven't felt like well… I truly belonged somewhere in a long time."
Ciri smiled and looked over at her before Dominik could say anything. "You're welcome… we should be the one's thanking the three of you."
"She's right," Dominik said, his arm slipping around her waist at the table as he looked over at all three of his friends. "You three didn't have to come, to put your lives on the line again to fight the Hunt… we're really grateful."
Ciri nodded in agreement, smiling at the three of them. It was good to her, having so many people she could rely on. A small part of her brain imagined Fiona meeting all three of them, George training her to better use witcher signs, Freya showing her remedies and potions, and if there was anyone who she thought would be a good Uncle to her, it was Faram. The Bear Witcher was large yes, but Ciri knew he was a big softie deep down and would probably love spending time with the young girl.
This was the life she wanted. It was the life that she picked, and the one that she would have. And if it all truly did end in a few days, there was nobody she'd rather had been with then the people around her then.
None of them said anything, only smiling at them both. Faram was the first one to move, smiling and holding his mug up to the middle of the table.
"Aen Hanse!" The Bear School witcher said happily, smirking as he eyed them all.
George scoffed a smile right away and held his mug up right away. "Haha… Aen Hanse!"
"Aen Hanse!" Freya said, holding up her mug to the center as well.
Dominik smiled, and squeezed her leg under the table, holding up his mug as well. "Aen Hanse…."
They all looked to Ciri, and for a moment she was afraid. The last hansa that came to save her, they had almost all ended up dead. However, this time, she wasn't getting rescued by a hansa, she was a part of one. The five of them, they didn't only fight for her freedom now. They all fought for much more, fought for the continent itself.
And Ciri felt the confidence surge through her at them all, especially feeling Dominik's hand squeeze her below the table. Yes, they would go, and they would give Eredin everything they had.
"Aen Hanse…" Ciri said, holding her mug up as well to the rest of them, smirking as she looked at them all. "Now… let's go kick Eredin's ass…and show them they picked the wrong world to invade."
All of their mugs hit together, and Ciri saw Dominik grinning like a madman at her before they all took a drink. Wine slid down Ciri's throat, and she nearly choked on it from laughter as Faram slammed his back to the table.
"AHA! You bet we will lassie! We're gonna kick that cunt right back to where he came from, fucker won't stand a chance!" Faram said, his mug now empty.
George smirked wildly, his golden ponytail falling down his shoulder. "Ha… I concur my friend. The heathens stand no chance against our combined might!"
"I may not be a witcher…" Freya said next to them, but smirked as they all turned to her, downing the rest of her wine and met their gaze. "But I have to agree as well… they stand no fucking chance!"
The five of them all laughed, and Ciri had to hold her gut. Faram, Freya and George all continued laughing, but Dominik was the first to stop, tugging on her arm. She smiled and met his gaze, as he gestured for them to turn in their seats, back towards Dandelion, Priscilla and the rest of the band who were lightly now tuning their instruments, as Dandelion seemed to be going over strict instructions with Priscilla, the two bickering smally.
After she did, she smiled at him, as his arm slipped around her waist, she scooted closer to him on the bench, leaning up and kissing his cheek as their friends chatted behind them. He blushed and she smiled, her heart fluttering at the sight as it normally did. She leaned her head against his shoulder, closing her eyes for a moment, just to take it all in. Being surrounded by friends, family, the man she loved, good wine, music soon, it was one of the dreams she had always had, but always thought was out of her reach. At time she hadn't even known if Dominik were live, let alone if she would ever get back to him or Geralt.
Now, she was about to listen to a private show, ballads from Dandelion and Priscilla, she had good food, wine, and most importantly all the people she loved around her. It was amazing how much things could change in simply a few months. Dominik had told her many times how only two months or so prior, he had thought Geralt and Yen both dead, and her all but out of his reach. He hadn't even known she was in Rivia, had been so close to him until Yennefer told him. Now, they were all together, and it felt exactly as it had back when they were children again. Him and her, sitting in the inn, simply cuddling together and enjoying each other's warmth.
She could have stayed like that all day, a small part of her even wanted to say fuck the show, and take Dominik up to their room now, bring their own spread of food and wine, and simply lay with one another and talk for hours, until making love and falling asleep. However, she knew that for some reason he had been extremely insistent they listen to Dandelion's song, and she also wanted to spend some time with their friends as well. However, either way, she assumed that the two of them would be retiring to their room much earlier then the rest of the people in the inn.
"So… confession time," He said, making her look up as he grinned down at her with a giddy, goofy grin. "I… went out and got you something today…. A present… for everything."
Ciri grinned, she had known of course that he was getting something for her, just like she was sure he knew she had as well. The two of them both had been so flustered when they encountered each other earlier, it would have been impossible for either of them to not figure it out.
She laughed lightly and nodded at him. "Ha… I know you did. You were awfully adorable trying to hide it earlier."
He smiled and laughed as well, biting his lip in an extremely attractive way as he looked down at her. Her body tingled as he held onto her, sighing and nodding.
"Well, I always did get excited about these things…. And I'm guessing you got me something too, didn't you princess?" He said, his face a mere inches from his.
She bit her own lip, her chest thumping, goosebumps traveling down her chest through her legs. His lips were inches from hers and she couldn't resist. She laughed and kissed him, smirking and nodding at him.
"I did, and not to brag… but I think you'll like it quite a bit," She said slowly, smirking the entire time as he did the same at her.
He nodded and squeezed around her waist. "Well I think we can exchange presents in our room later, sound good?"
"Sounds wonderful," She said, putting out as much of a suggestive tone as she could. Ciri loved him, but to be frank, if she wanted to have sex with him, she'd basically have to spell it out.
However, to her surprise, he seemed to pick up on it. He pulled her closer, and he felt her kiss the side of her neck. A quick breath left her as her breathing slightly hitched, as the veins in her neck trembled, and she had to resist the urge to jump his bones then and there, as the tingling sensation traveled down her body. The absolutely gorgeous smile he gave her after he pulled back didn't help the situation.
She tried to say something, but for a moment she was out of breath, which he seemed to find extremely amusing because he laughed. He pulled her closer to him, kissing the top of her head, as he looked down and met her gaze.
"I… just hope you don't mind if I give you one of your presents now," He said, the smile not leaving him, as even for Dominik, she had never seen such a loving gaze.
Ciri managed to scoff a smile and find words. "Presents, as in more than one? What did you get-."
"Attention! Attention all, I would like to thank you all for your patience," The voice of Dandelion cut her off, as the entire inn went quiet.
Ciri still looked at Dominik in shock, suddenly feeling slightly bad, because if he had gotten her two presents she felt she needed to find something else. However, she couldn't move then, he was perfectly content smiling amusingly at her flustered face as he held her on that bench. Her body continued to tingle, still feeling the effects from the kiss he had placed on her neck.
She scoffed quietly and spoke in a low tone. "Dominik… what did you do?"
He grinned wider at her again and simply leaned to kiss her head again, gesturing towards Dandelion. "Just sit back and enjoy princess."
"What? Dominik did you-," She said, about to guess what it was, before Dandelion spoke again.
Behind the bard stood Priscilla perched on a stool, her lute at the ready, as she eagerly looked out over the people gathered in the inn. The band next to them was at the ready, another lute, a few drums, a flute, Ciri knew they were talented, however all she focused on then was Dandelion, looking between the bard only a few feet in front of her, and Dominik on her left, his hand tightly wrapped around her.
Dandelion cleared his throat and looked out at everyone again. "Firstly I would like to thank the lovely Freya Kaminski of Ellander, for taking charge of making the wonderful feast set out before you all!"
A few people clapped, including Dominik next to her and Ciri herself did as well. Freya sheepishly waved to everyone, and Ciri saw the blonde go beat red before turning her head back to her new mug of wine. Ciri loved seeing her get the recognized she deserved. She knew that Freya genuinely wanted simply to be a part of something, a larger group, to feel the love she deserves.
Ciri knew one day she'd find it, that romantic love she knew Freya was secretly looking for. However, even if she didn't, she'd always have them who loved her.
Dandelion clapped himself before smirking towards the crowd again. "Now, to begin our night, Priscilla and I are happy to debut a new original ballad from a request! We took the day to perfect, it and we're more than happy to bring it to you tonight!"
Ciri noticed the ever so slightly shift in Dandelion's vision down to her, and between that, and feeling Dominik's arm wrap tighter around her, her heart nearly exploded. She realized what was happening, she scoffed a laugh, her heart beating out of her chest, as she looked up and saw Dominik sure enough, unable to contain his excitement, as he smiled down at her.
She met his eyes, and giddily laugh. "Ha… Dominik… did… did you really-."
"And now my friends, Calonetta and I, are proud to present, a ballad, about the story of two of the bravest young people I know… The song of the Young Wolf and the Swallow," The bard said, followed by a louder round of applause. Ciri even felt Faram clap her shoulder and laugh from behind.
While everyone clapped, Dandelion went back to his spot next to Priscilla, picking up his own lute as he turned to the band. Ciri couldn't remember the last time she had smiled so much, as she heard Dominik sigh next to her.
"Can't believe I'm gonna have to let that name stick…" He said amusingly, as the clapping finally died down.
Ciri slowly turned up and looked at him, the smile not leaving her. "You know… I quite like it…. Thank you… I love you, a lot."
And apparently, seeing the smile on her face was enough for him to get over his new nickname. Ciri didn't know what else to say, or even to think, other then telling him she loved him. Because she did, she loved Dominik, and with each passing day she felt it grow.
He pulled her closer to him again, just as the first few notes came from Dandelion's lute. "And I love you too… I always have… always will."
A tear came from her eyes as she looked up at him. She normally didn't like to fully kiss him when they were in front of large groups of people. She'd give him pecks on the lips and cheek of course, but she tried to contain herself most of the time. In that moment however, she didn't care how many eyes were there, as the beautiful music came from the lutes, with the candles lit, the smell of the food, all of their friends there, the song about them, their song playing, she didn't care.
She held her gloved hand to one of his cheeks and kissed him. She leaned up and deepened it as much as she could then, with him holding her waist. After a moment, the music started getting louder as the distinct notes from Dandelion's lute flew through the inn. She gently pulled back, staying seating and cuddled into him on that seat, as she leaned her head against his shoulder, his head over hers, as the smiled and listened to the song, their song.
Dandelion and Priscilla it seemed had decided to start it out slow, every note of the lute able to be heard. She comfortably leaned her head against Dominik's shoulder, and smiled as he held her closer.
Ciri was exactly where she wanted to be, and she could live with the knowledge, that even if they were all defeated in the next week in Skellige, at least she would have had this moment then. She got comfortable, as finally Priscilla stepped up in front of Dandelion, smiling at the both of them, strumming the strings of her lute. And when she sang, just like Ciri had expected, it was absolutely beautiful.
The young wolf, and the swallow were forged in war.
By each other's side, they live forever more.
The love they forged; the passion displaced.
Their hearts ever growing, still when ripped apart.
Eight years they fought, to be one again.
And now that they're here their hearts they still are bound
Ciri listened to the first stanza, but soon the words became echoes in her ears. She could hear Priscilla singing about Dominik and her meeting in Cintra, how they escaped, saving one another, before being saved and taken in to be trained by the famous white wolf and his sorceress from Vengerberg. She listened to Dandelion take over, and sing about the time they spent in Ellander, where their love grew to new heights, also meeting the famous poet master Dandelion.
Finally they got to singing about the time they spent apart. She leaned closer to Dominik, hearing some of the things he had to go through in the song only made her squeezed him harder as she leaned. She heard a part about the Battle of Brenna, the pogrom at Rivia where he almost died, finally before the song got to more current events. Priscilla took over singing about how Dominik killed the tyrannical Caleb Menge, before saving her own life from a Katakan bent on killing her, before he sailed to Undvik, where along with the brave Faram of Undvik and Hjalmar an Craite, he killed the Ice Giant with nothing but quick wits and a dagger. After this he and Geralt solved the massacre of Kaer Trolde, and around the inn, Ciri could see not a person moved, all of them listening with bated breath.
She looked all the way back, and noticed Geralt sitting with Yen, her mother's head leaning on Geralt's like how hers was with Dominik. Behind them in more chairs and stools pulled out she saw the sorceresses, who all now seemed dreadfully interested in hearing her and Dominik's true story. Around them all as well, people sat and hummed along. Zoltan and even Lambert seemed to be enjoying themselves. Even in the table across from them, Adda and Elise were sitting across from Roche and Ves. Elise in a rare show of emotion, almost seemed moved to even tears as she looked between Dominik and she, and back to Dandelion. She watched even more curiously, as Adda seemed to be particularly close to the redhead, smiling at her as she listened on as well.
At their own table, Freya leaned back with her mug, sneaking grinning glances at them both. And while she was sure it had to be the amount of alcohol they had both been drinking, but behind them Faram and George almost were in tears, which she knew was rare for witchers. However, Faram sniffled and shook his head, his arm clunking around George's shoulder as he slurred.
"G…gods…. Gods it's beautiful!" The Bear witcher said, as Priscilla began to sing about her and Dominik's reunion on the Isle of Mists, where he thought she was dead.
George sniffled as well, shaking his head. "Gods my friend you are right! What a tale!"
Ciri scoffed a silent laugh, and saw Dominik do the same. She turned and looked at him, just as Priscilla gave way to Dandelion, who began to sing of the battle of Kaer Morhen, the valiant sacrifices made, including the names of Folan, Vigi, Arno, and Declan. She felt Dominik stiffen next to her for a moment, but he untense when she hugged his arm and leaned her head against his shoulder.
He squeezed harder to her, looking down and kissing the top of her head, just as she heard Dandelion sing of the 'young wolf's duel with the King of the Wild Hunt to save his swallow'. Ciri already knew the magnitude of how big it was, how much of a risk he was taking, but hearing it sung, it sunk in even further for Ciri then.
Dominik had fought Eredin, after he had been fighting for hours, nearly used up all of his powers fighting Baelen, had to escape a dragon, before fighting off all the Hunt soldiers around them. And he did it all to protect her. Because he knew what would happen if he didn't, and in that moment, he hadn't cared about his own life, only hers. Ciri truly never knew how she would repay him for something like that, but if the best she could do, was simply be there, love him like she already had, then she could do that.
The song continued, and she leaned up to him. She placed a kiss on the side of his neck, making a broad smile come to his face as he looked down at her. He kissed her twice quickly on the lips, and Ciri felt a giddy smile come to her face, as she laughed and kissed him again. She gently leaned her forehead against his, smiling as he looked down and met her eyes.
"So… you like your present?" He said quietly, as the music from the lute continued.
Her heart leapt from her chest, she held his hand over her thigh and smiled. "I did… so… the young wolf? Are you ready to have everyone we meet call you that?"
He laughed and playfully rolled his eyes. "I guess I am… but seeing the way you smiled? Completely worth it."
The two of them laughed together, just as Priscilla finished the song, and a round of applause came from every single person in the inn. They laughed together, and Ciri leaned up to kiss him one more time, before they both giddily smiled, turning around and clapping for their two bard friends for the performance they had put on. Dandelion and Priscilla both bowed, before Dandelion turned to the band and gave a sharp whistle.
And before she knew it, a jig played throughout the inn, with everyone laughing and chatting once again. Ciri went to turn and talk to all their friends again, but to her surprise Dominik got up, and she scoffed a laugh as he smiled at her, holding out his hand.
"Care to dance princess?" He said, smiling at her his face getting red.
Ciri laughed again and looked at his hand, smirking at it. "Oh I don't know… have you gotten any better?"
He shrugged and winked at her. "Don't know… guess you'll see."
"Mhm… it seems that I will," She said, her heart flipping in her chest.
And after that she took his hand, and just like when they were children, they danced like nobody was there except for the two of them.
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"Haha come on! Dominik is this really necessary?" She laughed, as he walked her down the hall towards their room, his hands over her eyes as they both couldn't stop laughing. "You're going to walk me into a wall, stop, be careful!"
"Oh come on princess don't you trust me?" He said playfully, as they got closer to their room, the both of them stumbling.
Ciri laughed and scoffed, holding her hands over his on her eyes. "I do! But with how many cups of wine you have in you, I'm a little skeptical of your tracking abilities, even just getting back to our room!"
He kept leading her, laughing as she finally felt him come to a stop . "Hey, don't doubt my tracking skills. I found you didn't I? And you weren't exactly the easier to track down."
"Yes I know… but you found me anyway," She said fondly, still seeing nothing but the palms of his hands over her eyes. "And well… you won't lose me again… I promise."
His hands left her eyes, but like he asked he kept her eyes closed. She smiled, the smell of wine and meat, the sound of the band still playing all faintly hit her ears from downstairs, along with laughs and people shouting for more music. After a moment, she felt his stronger arms wrap around her waist, and instinctively, she relaxed her hands on his chest. His lips hit hers, they tasted like sweet wine and the apple he had just eaten before they snuck upstairs. She loved the taste, and found herself wanting more, wanting him more, and she frowned as he pulled back, but his hands stayed wrapped firmly around her waist.
"Never again… I hope you know you're stuck with me princess," He said amusingly, as she could feel his breath hitting her neck. She shuddered and smiled, breathless for a moment, she bit her lip and laughed.
She kept her eyes closed but leaned up towards where she knew his lips were. "Good… I wouldn't want to be stuck with anyone else… I love you."
"I love you too…" He said breathlessly, as she wanted to open her eyes and see him, see that handsome, beautiful face, and his loving gaze. However, she had promised him she would keep her eyes closed until he said to open them.
But she didn't have to wait long because his sweet tasting lips connected with her again.
"Alright princess, you ready for this?" He said giddily, his hand going onto her back.
His touch sent tingles down her spine, making her shudder and laugh as she kept her eyes closed and nodded.
"I am yeah… you know I was going to go set our room up if not for the sorceresses dragging me into a meeting," She said matter of factly, smirking as she heard Dominik laugh again, his soft but strong hand still on her back.
She couldn't see him, but she knew Dominik had to be rolling his eyes. A small laugh left him as she heard the door push open. "And you stood your ground, told them what was going to happen…. Okay, one minute, just wait here."
Ciri had told him about his meeting with the sorceresses, and she swore that he almost cried when she told him how it went. She had told them she would do what she wanted to do, and whatever it was, Dominik would be there with her. He had kissed her then on the dancefloor, the timing had been perfect because Dandelion had taken to singing his song 'Her sweet kiss.'. It had been a fun few hours yes, dancing, drinking, seeing all of their friends let loose, and they still were. She was sure that the rest of their friends, even including Geralt and Yen would end up staying up for hours more, so she had quickly grabbed Dominik and the two snuck upstairs.
And after climbing the first set of steps, he had asked her to close her eyes, before leading her up to their room now.
She stepped inside like he said, a cold draft running through their room, as the darkness behind her eyelids only seemed to get even more intense. Ciri of course couldn't see him, but she felt his hand leave her back, which disappointed her. However, she still giddily smiled and laughed, trying to locate where he was with her other sense.
"Alright, alright, enough with the suspense what is it!?" She said excitedly, as she heard him laugh, his hand going to the small of her back again, right above her ass, and the soft touch sent goosebumps up her spine again.
"One more second and…." He started slowly, before she heard a loud snap of his fingers, a gush of heat suddenly hitting her face. "Now you can open your eyes, happy well… anniversary? Late birthday? Whatever it is you wanna call it."
She scoffed and smiled, fluttering her eyes open. "Well how long has it been? About a month since you found me right? I guess you could call this a…. Gods Dominik… it's all beautiful."
Their room was alight with dozens of candles as the only natural light. She looked and saw that over their window, which usually gave them a view of Novigrad, had a sheet hanging over it, so if not for the now lit candles it would have been nearly pitch black. The pleasant smell of burning wax filled her nose, her body relaxed, as the beautiful light covered all corners of their room. While she was taking it in, she looked over towards their bed, and saw the sword leaned up against their nightstand. Dominik hadn't noticed it yet which she was thankful for, however her attention didn't stay on the sword for long. She breathlessly laughed, walking further into the room, her hands over her chest as she saw it wasn't only the candles he had gotten.
On the table where they had been keeping their armor and swords, was their own plate of cheese, crackers, bread, fruit, and even chocolates which Ciri couldn't remember the last time she had. A bottle of wine for the both of them sat near the plate of food, and Ciri scoffed a laugh, when she saw a crown of white flowers sitting near them as well, careful not to be too close to the lit candles. Candles lines the table, their nightstand, and each other them gently seemed to have a contained flame as they crackled and filled her nose with that beautiful smell she loved. She had no idea what to say, never in a hundred years would she think she had deserved something like this. Ciri knew that Dominik was great with big romantic gestures, the ones when they were younger had always made her happier then she could describe.
However, she couldn't even begin to describe how it made her feel that night. Gingerly she pulled her hands away from the ring around her neck, picking up the crown that he had made. It was as beautiful as the one he made her before the battle of Kaer Morhen, as beautiful as the ones he always used to make her back in Ellander. Her hands trembled around it, as she truly didn't know what to say, all she did was feel her arms tingle, her heart ready to beat out of her chest, as she couldn't have stopped smiling if she tried. She couldn't do anything but breathlessly laughed, looking at the crown, the food, the wine, everything he had set out for them.
"Ha… so… do you like it?" He asked, somehow sounding nervous as he came up behind her, his hand going to her back again as he continued rambling. "I… put it together really quick. Triss and I were running to get back, and gods my… my hands were shaking so bad putting everything out I had to have Priscilla help me and-."
"I love it… gods Dominik I… I love all of it," She said, scoffing a breathless laugh, as she was almost near tears as she turned and looked back at him. "You… you didn't have to do all of this for me…. Gods I… I love you for it but… but I only got you-."
He cut her off by shaking his head, his handsome smile not leaving her. "Ciri I wanted to do this because you deserve it. It's like I told you back in the cave remember? You deserve the world, everything good and well… I can't exactly give you everything but… but I'm gonna try my damndest because well… I love you and-."
She cut him off by kissing him, knowing that he was going to start nervously rambling, and Ciri didn't want him to feel nervous. She loved every single thing about him, about what he had done for her, how he loved her, how he protected her, how he wanted nobody else but her. Keeping one hand holding the crown, she even had a small tear run down her cheek, falling between their lips as she pressed hers against his as hard as she could. His arms wrapped around her, and before she knew it, he deepened the kiss and she let him. Her eyes closed as she melted into him, she reached back and carefully placed the crown on the table away from the lit candle, before falling into him, wrapping her arms up around his neck.
His hands went down her back, as she completely lost herself in him. Her hair was already falling loose out of its bun, so she decided to quicken the process. Still keeping her lips locked with him, she pulled her hair from its bun, her ashen locks fell down her shoulder, and she laughed hysterically when it fell into his face. He did as well, pulling his head back from her and laughing as he moved her hair. He looked at her, like he was about to say something again, but she wanted more, she kissed him again, angling her head up at him, deepening their kiss again right away as she kept one hand on his shoulder, the other trailed slowly down his chest at torso. He shuddered as her gloved hand went over his torso, over his hard stomach as finally he felt her hands trail over her ass to her thighs, and she giggled like a girl when he picked her up.
"Ha… ha… I… I love it," She said between the kissed she gave him, feeling like she was flying as he held her in the air. "And… and I love you…."
She was out of breath, and she could tell he was as well. He had no problem holding her up, and feeling his stronger hands under her thighs, right under her ass sent tingles down her legs, and up through her chest. She kept on kissing him with everything she had, wanting more with each time their lips met. However, the need to breath finally did catch up to them both. A part of her wanted him to lean her on the table, on the nightstand like he had the one night, lean her back against the wall and kiss her neck. However, she realized that candles were over them both.
So, after he pulled back, completely out of breath, panting heavily as she did the same, she gingerly leaned her head against his. She slowly brought her hands to his face, looking deep into the green emerald eyes she had wanted for so long to look back at her again. Ciri knew that she wanted him, she was ready, readier then she'd ever be. She bit her lip, and they both seemed to laugh as she wanted him yes, but she knew she wanted to do something else first.
"What's say we… get comfortable," She said, her hand slowly trailing down his chest, as she smiled at him. "And I can give you your present?"
He shuddered under her touch, which made Ciri slightly smirk, as he smiled at her and let her boots hit the ground again.
"Sounds great… I got something else for you too," He said sheepishly, just as Ciri went of both her boots.
Her heart thumped again, as she scoffed a laugh. "Dominik… you really didn't have to get me that much… gods the song itself was beautiful enough."
He shook his head right away, pulling of his own boots and socks. "You deserved more than that, you deserve even more then what I got but… I hope you like this none the less."
She blushed a deep crimson hue, as she kicked off both her boots, pulled off her socks and went to her corset. Ciri carefully took it off, feeling the heat hit her exposed midriff as a rush of relief ran through her. The leather corset was her only real 'armor' if you could even call it that, it looked more and more like she would need to get actual armor soon, especially if she planned on traveling the Path with Dominik after everything was done. After the corset was off, she gingerly ran her hand over the scar across her torso, from where Baelen, no, Bella had cut her during the battle of Kaer Morhen. For a moment it came flooding back, and she saw Bella's face in the clearing again, but she quickly squashed the thoughts.
That night would be about the both of them, nothing else.
Slipping off her trousers, she finally felt freer in just her knickers as she ran her hands through her long locks of loose ashen hair. The heat from the candles hit her bare legs, small bits of sweat accrued from the day slipped down body. She would have preferred to perhaps take a bath before sleeping with Dominik the first time, but she would be damned if she waited again. She tossed her hair back behind her, and sighed, the giddy smile still on her face, as she untied her top and pulled it off. Carefully she folded all her clothes, and placed them near the foot of their bed, looking and seeing the sword leaning against their nightstand still.
"Ha… wow…" She heard Dominik say behind her.
She chuckled and turned, ready to say something, but then she saw him. Ciri had seen him naked before, seen his cock, his abs, his shoulders, his biceps, everything. In the previous few nights as she said, they had both been completely naked in front of one another, but something had always stopped them. He only had on his undergarments then, it was nothing different then what he wore to bed on a nightly basis. But there was something about the candlelight reflecting off his skin, his scarred, gorgeous body, that drove her particularly crazy that night. Her face got red right away, her gaze traveling up his body, his defined torso, strong arms and shoulders. She lingered on the two long scars across him, the one diagonally across his chest from Rivia, and then the one horizontally across the bottom of his abs. Nithral, the Hunt general he killed when he was searching for her had given him that one.
His arms weren't overly large, but extremely defined, with multiple scars ranging from cuts, burns, stabs. If she looked down his right leg, she could even see the entry wound from where Eredin had stabbed him clean through at Kaer Morhen. His chest was large, his shoulders broad, and his face, gods his face was gorgeous. His cheekbones were high, his jawline was sharp, and Ciri marveled, appreciating for a moment how truly he had waited for her. He liked to downplay his looks, but Ciri knew just how gorgeous he was. Surely he had plenty of woman, much more beautiful than her fawning over him, Freya to that day insisted Ciri was prettier than her, Ciri didn't think it was true, however Dominik had always reassured her.
He had wanted nobody else, not in his entire life, except for her, and Ciri wanted him now, more than she ever had. It could have been from the beautiful song sung about them both downstairs, the candles and spread in their room now, or it could have been just how damned gorgeous she thought he was then, but Ciri wanted him more than anything then.
She scoffed a small laugh and blushed as she met his gaze. "Ha… wow what?"
He came over to her, wrapping his hands around her waist. She felt his strong hands on her bare skin, around her waist, near her knickers before they traveled up her back. Ciri shuddered and laughed breathlessly, looking up at him as she wrapped her arms around him.
A small laugh came from him as he looked at her. "It's just… gods Ciri you're beautiful."
"You know… you see me go to bed like this every night?" She said, trying to joke, but finding it hard as she couldn't stop looking at him.
He shook his head, pulling her closer to him, her breasts pressing up against his chest as he leaned his head down, kissing the side of her neck and hugging her.
"I know… and every single time I'm amazed," He said softly, his hand gently playing with her locks of ashen hair.
Feeling his lips connect with her neck again she shuddered, the tingle going right between her legs, and using every bit of self-control she had, she didn't jump his bones then and there. She shakily sighed and recovered from the tingling in her neck and smiled as she took a step back from him, feeling his arms regrettably leave her.
She bit her lip and met his eyes. "You… you're not looking too bad yourself handsome. You know… you still need to tell me the story of some of those scars."
He laughed as his face got red, holding out his arms. "Ha… pick one out and I'll tell you all about it princess."
"Maybe later… but for now, I… want to give you your present," She said, turning from him and walking to grab the sword near the nightstand, suddenly feeling nervous. "I… I would have got you more, but… but I was having a hard time thinking of something you'd like and that you could use so… so I hope you're happy with it."
The sword a bit heavier then she had thought, but she was used to using her much lighter one, so it made sense to her. She saw the sleek black sheath in the candlelight, and admired the hilt herself again, the perfectly carved wolf's head, before sighing and smiling. She looked up and held it out for him to take.
"I… hope you like it," She said nervously, as she shook her head. "Geralt brought it up here before the song started. I… was a bit worried that it wouldn't get here in time."
Dominik saw the sword and Ciri's heart grew as he smiled at it, scoffing a disbelieving laugh and meeting her eyes as he ran his hands along the sheath. He looked down at her, his eyes dripping with excitement.
"Gods Ciri you… you got me a new sword?" He said, his hand going towards the hilt, as he scoffed again in disbelief and looked at her. "The pommel and the hilt… they're gorgeous. Ciri this must have…. Wait a minute… it… this… this is…"
Ciri couldn't help but giddily laugh and smile, nodding fervently as he looked at her. "Yeah… it… it's your sword… I… I got it fixed."
She saw a tear build up in his eyes, as his hand wrapped around the hilt, and slowly he pulled it from the sheath. Ciri laughed as he looked at it dumbfounded, his hand fingers gripping the hilt, seeming to make sure it really was that blade, that blade he had carried since his journey to find her began all the way back when he was fifteen. Ciri had seen how clearly distraught he was at losing it, but he had been insistent that they had other things to worry about, and that he didn't mind losing it.
However, as she saw the smile that came to his then, as he held the brightly sharpened steel in front of his face, Ciri knew she had picked the right gift. Hattori had done a beautiful job, the steel was bright and polished, the grip was still the same leather one that had been on it before, the straight crossguard was also polished and refined, while the pommel of course had the heads of two wolves. She could see her reflection in the steel as Dominik held it in front of his face, laughing and gently swinging it around him. Ciri yelped a laugh and backed out of the way, laughing more as he scoffed in disbelief again, looking at her with tears building up in his eyes.
"It… it's really it.. gods Ciri you… you fixed it; you fixed my sword!" He said, shaking his head, gently holding the blade in both hands. "It… it's been there… been there-."
"Since the beginning… I know," She said, the smile not leaving her as she nervously laughed and rubbed the back of her head, looking at him again. "And well I… I didn't fix it. It was Geralt's friend Hattori. I… I just saw how upset you got when it broke and… and you said we wouldn't have time to fix it so… well… you know how stubborn I am. It… it's not much I know but-."
"Not much!?" He said incredulously, laughing as he slid the sword into the sheath, before quickly moving over and tackling her in a hug again. "Ciri I…I love it… gods… god I fucking love you."
She yelped and laughed as he slammed into her, and she squeezed around his neck. He melted into her; she heard the clunking of the sword as he placed it back against the candle laden nightstand. He tightened his hug around her waist, his hands wrapped completely around her now, as for a moment, Ciri couldn't do anything but smile and hold him. After a moment however, she squeezed even tighter. She knew he would be excited, but his reaction was even more then she could have hoped.
His head buried into her hair, Ciri shuddered and laughed as he kissed the side of her neck again, before coming up laughing, still holding her waist. He met her eyes and she was about to say something, but before she could he planted a kiss on her, one that was more intense than any he had all night. His lips still tasted like wine which she loved, and right away her hands trailed down his chest, the kiss ignited that fire inside her again, a fire of desire and want. She was going to pull him onto the bed right there, her hands gently trailed down his abs, getting closer to the hem of his undergarments. He kept his lips locked with hers, and Ciri deepened it, her tongue even gently gliding across his lips. She didn't relent, as he moaned into her lips, but just before she could do anything further, he smiled and pulled back from her.
Ciri almost whimpered, biting her lip as she felt between her legs heat up, the burning desire spilling over her. She looked up at him desperately, about to say something, tell him how much she wanted him, but he shook his head, the grin still on his face before she could.
"Okay… now I wanna give you your last present, one second," He said, his hands leaving her hips, as he walked to the other side of the room, towards where he had put his bag.
Ciri shuddered from the feeling of his lips still on hers. She tingled from head to toe, she had to cross her arms over her chest to keep the goosebumps out. She saw his back, the scars jutting down it as well, she heated up even more as she bit her lip and realized that truly the moment was then. She was going to make love to him, and suddenly in her mind, she thought about how frizzy her hair looked, how her breath smelled and even the color of the knickers and bra she wore.
Biting her lip she turned towards the bed, running her hands through her long ashen locks, trying her best to straighten them and get the knots out. She even found herself looking at her breasts, even deciding to pull it down slightly before she looked at the ring bouncing around her neck. She sighed and gripped it in her hand, a smile coming to her face, as she could remember the exact night she had gotten it.
So much had happened since then, so much to the both of them. She had been raped, forced to try and sleep with men, had men and women both lust and creep over her. However, none of that mattered anymore. She had the one person she wanted, that she had wanted since that first night on the balcony in Cintra. It had been a childhood crush then but developed into something so much more. She was ready to give it all to him, show him how much she really, genuinely loved him. A small part of her was nervous, wondering if she would even be able to perform well what with this being her first time with a man. However, it was Dominik, and everything came easy with him.
And she was sure sex wouldn't be any different. The smile turned to a cheeky grin, as she realized after their first time was done, there would be many more after that. And when it was with the man you loved, nothing much was better in that world, at least not for her.
She took one last breath, smiling at the ring before turning around. "Dominik… I… I want to-."
"Here it is… what do you think? It's… not enchanted yet obviously," He said, cutting her off, as Ciri froze seeing the silver chain when he got closer to her. "Triss could have done it to make it work but… I figured that after this is over… well… we could go to Kaer Morhen, you can go on your trial of the medallion after all."
He had gotten her a medallion. Her eyes traveled quickly to the wolf tattoo on her left wrist, the one that matched not only the tattoo on his own wrist, but the medallion around his neck behind the swallow. She didn't know what to say, for years she had wanted a wolf school medallion, one just like Dominik and Geralt had, one that she would have been able to forge herself had things gone according to plan. She had the cat medallion on her bag of course, but that was a medallion she had gotten from the corpse of a madman. This, the gift in front of her, looked exactly like the one Dominik had if only a little smaller.
"D…Dominik… I…." She trailed off, tears nearly coming from her eyes, as she gingerly took the wolf head from him.
He sheepishly smiled, flushing red as he nervously rubbed his head. "Ha… I… know how much you were looking forward to it before you left. I figured if you had it well… first off we'd be matching."
She scoffed a laugh, a small tear coming down her face as she met his eyes. "Yeah I… I guess we are…."
Biting his lip he chuckled and nodded. "Yeah and… and well… I thought it would be something you could use and… it was something you really wanted. I know you have your cat one but maybe… we can give that to Fiona, and then take this to Kaer Morhen and you can go on your trial… like we wanted to do together."
She smiled again, the tear falling off her cheek, as she looked at the silver wolf head in her hands. Over the years she had thought about it often, what it would have been like if Thanedd had just never happened. If she had learned to control her powers and then gone back to Kaer Morhen to forge her medallion. She could remember being in her room at Aretuza, reading the letter Dominik sent her, telling her about how he tricked the trolls on the mountain towards the circle of elements, and enchanted his medallion at the circle of elements. He described how while he was glad he did it, it still felt empty without her there, he talked about how much he missed her, how much he wanted her there with him, promising that he'd do the whole trial again if she came back.
And how Ciri had wanted too. She could remember sitting in the magic school yearning to be back, yearning to leave, go back to Kaer Morhen, to Dominik and Geralt. She had thought she nearly convinced Yen before the night of the coup before everything had changed. It had been something she hadn't thought about, forging her own wolf medallion, one to match Dominik's the sign of a true witcher. The cat one she had taken, not enchanted herself. Now, she was holding one, it had been something, a gift that only someone who truly knew her would have been able to give.
Slowly she looked up and met his eyes. Her heart was ready to burst, as her desire for him for a moment, was replaced with nothing but love. He looked absolutely gorgeous in that candlelight as he smiled sheepishly at her, his face red from embarrassment. For a moment she couldn't form words, so she simply gripped the medallion in her hands, smiling and reaching up to grab his face.
She gently kissed his lips, tears getting between them as she slowly nodded. "Thank you…."
"You're welcome princess…" He said slowly, his one hand wrapping around her. "So… me, you, Kaer Morhen? Think we can fit that in before we go for Fiona?"
She chuckled a laugh and nodded, her forehead against his. "I think we can yeah… and… and maybe we can head back to our cave… how's that?"
She felt him tense for a moment, and almost laughed as she saw his red face. However, he chuckled lightly and slowly nodded, gently pulling back and smiling at her.
"I like that idea…" He said, gently reaching out to hold her hand with the medallion and chain in it, meeting her eyes he smirked. "May I?"
Ciri slowly nodded, letting the medallion, her medallion slip into his hands, and turning around. The smell of the burning candles hit her nose, as she gently shuddered and breathlessly laughed feeling his hot breath on her neck. He unclasped the medallion and wrapped it around her neck. She felt the wolf hit the top of her chest, right next to the ring dangling there as well. A small snap hit her hears, followed by Dominik gently spinning her around. She faced him now, but all she could do was look down at the medallion.
She gingerly held it in her bare hands, a small disbelieving scoff leaving her. It was a real medallion, silver with dark red eyes, just like Dominik's across from her.
"It looks good on you princess," He said, as she slowly looked up at him, and he grinned widely at her, gently leaning over and wrapping his arms around her. "So… what do you think… witcher?"
Ciri looked up and met his eyes, and all this time they had been waiting for the perfect moment. It could have been any number of moments they had in the time since they'd been back. A very small part of her even wanted to jump his bones before the Battle of Kaer Morhen, but no, in that moment then, she was glad they waited, because in no other moment in her entire life, had she felt more in love with him, then in their room then.
She leaned up, wrapping both her arms around his neck, and she kissed him again. His arms went around her right away. That kiss then was gentle, sweet, passionate, and when her lips slowly left his, she leaned her forehead against his. For a moment, they both just stood there in the candlelight, their half naked bodies up against one another. Her breasts pressed up against his chest, she even felt her womanhood, her hips against his, his cock was hard under his garments, and she lightly moaned feeling it rub against her. She looked up and met his eyes, and she could see he was even slightly embarrassed for a moment.
He looked like he was about to say something, but she cut him off by gently kissing him again, finally meeting his eyes.
"I love it… and I love you…" She said gently, both of them breathing heavily, the sweat slowly dripping from them both as she looked deep into his eyes. "Dominik…"
"Yeah…" He said slowly, one of his hands on the top of her ass, the other rubbing along her back.
A small smile came to her as she nodded. "Dominik… make love to me… please…"
She waited for him to say something, she knew that he was nervous, not for the making love itself, but for what it would do to her. Ciri knew she had scared him deep down in the cave, having flashbacks to when she was raped, to the men who had tried. He had told her, how a part of him was afraid of causing those flashback again, and despite all of Ciri's assurances, the worry still weighed on his mind.
However, then he only nodded, and Ciri's face and womanhood heated, as he leaned down and placed a kiss on her neck, just below her ear.
"Ciri… are you sure? Like… really… really sure?" He said gently, pulling his head back from her, meeting her eyes. "What… what about well… protection for-."
"A spell, Yen taught it to me, and I trust her," She said quickly, one of her hands going to the back of his head, the other gently trailing down his chest. "Dominik I… I want this… I want you."
Her hand got to the hem his undergarments, she tugged at them for a moment, before gently taking a step back from him. And just like had happened at the cave, she reached behind her, and untied her bra, letting it fall to the floor, her breasts free. This time however, she pulled her knickers down as well, naked in front of him she gently took another step towards him, her hands gently trailing down his chest.
He grabbed around her waist, and shakily sighed, looking down at her and shaking his head. "Gods… gods you… you're beautiful… Ciri… Ciri I love you, as long as you're sure-."
She cut him off by kissing him again, she took his hand, and guided it up over her breast like she did that night in the cave. That night would be different, she would make sure of it. She shuddered, feeling his hand flick over her nipple, massaging her breast she even moaned. Quickly she met his eyes, he kept his hand over her, as she trailed her own down his torso again, she went past the hem of his undergarments, his cock was still hard, and when her hand fell over it he moaned, all his breath leaving him as he met her eyes, and in them, she finally saw that same fierce desire she had seen on him in other nights they spent together.
"I'm sure…." She said, her hand gently rubbing over his cock, before he nodded, and smashed his lips onto hers, his hands going down over her ass.
And just like in the cave that night, they both seemed to finally let loose all of the sexual tension they both had built up for so long.
He kissed her, his one hand squeezing her ass and making her moan, as his other gingerly trailed his fingers down her scar. Kissing him back with equal ferocity, she started running her hand along the outline of his cock again, and he was the first to moan, as she trailed kissing down the side of his jaw as she did it. She got his neck, and nibbled, biting just below his ear, as both his hands wrapped down below her ass again. She bit her lip and moaned lightly as the squeeze, biting and kissing along his neck as quick as she could, she stopped and sucked on one spot on the right side of him, and he moaned louder, pulling her closer to him, her breasts pushing up against his chest as she did.
"G…gods…. Ciri… Ciri I-,: He started, but she silenced him with a kiss, finally letting herself jump over him.
"Shhh… don't talk… just let me kiss you…" She said, and then she yelped and laughed as he reached under her thighs and picked her up.
She wrapped both her arms around his neck, as she kept attacking his neck with kissing along his jaw, down his shoulder, making him moan as he sat down on their bed, his newly fixed sword clunked as it fell off the nightstand. They both laughed into each other's lips, as now she straddled him on the bed, and she moaned loudly into his neck, as she felt his larger cock rub up against her entrance, only his undergarments keeping them apart.
"Gods Dominik… Dominik I…. gods I want you," She moaned loudly, grinding her entrance against him, as he moaned as well.
He pulled his lips away from her and breathlessly nodded. "Ciri… Ciri gods you.. you're so-."
She cut him off when she stepped off him, and gently pushed him back on the bed. He scoffed a breathless laugh and she did the same, gently crawling onto the bed, kissing up his body as she did. She even placed a kiss on his thigh, which made his knee buck. She laughed as he did, while she kissed up, even the outside of his undergarments right over his cock, as he moaned her name, reaching out to try and hold her. Ciri bit her lip, hearing his deep, sexy voice hit her ears, moaning her name only spurred her on more, the salty taste of the sweat trickling down his torso hitting her lips as she kissed up his stomach.
Her entrance rubbed against the outside of his undergarments, his hard cock again as she straddled him. He looked up at her, his hands reaching up, each one grabbing one of her breasts again as she moaned now, feeling his thumb flip over her hard nipple, before she finally couldn't take it, and leaned down to smash her lips to his again. A large part of her wanted his undergarments off now, wanted him inside of her now, but she was also determined to make it last, to get every bit of pleasure out of the both of them as she could. She kissed him with new ferocity, her hand rubbing down his torso, as both his hands went under her ass, squeezing her thighs, and having his fingers so close to her entrance, she moaned into her kiss and wanted even more to have him inside her.
However, she wanted him to have the same amount of pleasure he had given her the previous week. So she gently glided her tongue along his lips as she kissed him, before kissing along his jaw, down to his adams apple, kissing and sucking on that one spot, making him moan louder then he had, his knees tightening as he gripped her ass now.
"Ciri… Ciri I… I want… I want-." He started, but she cut him off by bringing her lips to him again, kissing him before gently trailing kisses to his ear.
"Shh… I love you… you stupid boy… just let me make you feel good… let me kiss you…" She said, before nibbling on his earlobe, making him moan again, before her hand trailed down his torso again, closer to his undergarments.
She bit her lips as her hand got to the hem, meeting his eyes, a small laugh escaping her. He met her eyes as well and nodded so quickly she thought he'd get headache. She laughed and blushed, seeing how much he wanted her in his eyes. She shuddered as he gripped harder under her thighs her womanhood quivering, craving him, his fingers, his cock, anything from him. However, she controlled herself, and gently tugged down the rest of his undergarments.
He shakily sighed as he kicked them off for her, and Ciri slowly brought her face back to his, gently leaning over and nibbling on his neck again, as she gently gripped his cock in her hands. He was large, hard, and moaned right into her ear when she stroked him.
"Ciri… Ciri gods… I… I've never… fuck… fucking… fuck," He moaned, his deep voice hitting her ears, making her own womanhood quiver, as she bit her lip and leaned her lips against his ear.
"I love you… gods… gods I love you…" She said, feeling her own desire heat up to a boiling point, as she quickened stroking his cock. "Dominik… Dominik I… I wanted you and-."
He cut her off by leaning his head over and smashing his lips to hers, gripping his hand to her ass as she kept stroking him. She didn't stop, she didn't want too, but she moaned loudly when he bit a spit on her neck, kissing and sucking that one spot, and the moment she stopped stroking him, he still moaned, before gently moving. He wrapped an arm around her waist as they laid next to each other in the bed, her hand gripped on his cock again, but Dominik brought both hands up to her face.
She breathed heavily as he kissed along her jaw, bringing his lips to hers before he met her eyes. "Ciri… I… are you really sure you-."
"Dominik, you are so, so sweet and I love that so much about you," She said quickly, bringing both her hands up to his face, and looking deep into his eyes. "But please… please make love to me you stupid boy, gods… gods I've wanted that for so long."
Upon hearing her words he quickly nodded, and flipped overtop of her. It was so quick that Ciri yelped, a giddy smile coming to her face as she looked up at him, and could feel her dripping warm womanhood inches from his cock. She waited for him to enter her, to feel his cock inside her, but he didn't, before he did anything he gently placed a kiss on her lips, as Ciri's hands dug into his back. She whimpered slightly, and to her complete shock she saw him even crack a smile.
"Dominik… Dom.. Dom for.. for fuck's sake please-. GODS!" She yelled out, feeling his lips connect with her neck, and one of his fingers rub along her entrance.
"Gods… gods Dominik I… I fucking… I fucking love it when you get like this…" She said, as his fingers quickly started rubbing against her womanhood, and he nibbled along her neck.
He kissed down her neck, and a small laughed escaped him. "Ha… i… I know you do… Ciri I… I love you…"
Ciri quickly nodded, moaning and tossing her head back as her nails dug into him. "I… I love you too, gods Dominik I.. I love-. FUCK, FUCKING… GODS!"
His finger slipped inside of her, quickly entering her and moving around her entrance, while he kissed just between her breasts. He had fingered her like that before, but then, Ciri had to stop herself from climaxing on the spot. Everything in her body buzzed, as she felt his finger moving against her walls her back arched, as she gripped both her hands onto the back of his head, nearly pulling out his hair, as she had the nerve to smiled when kissing near her breath. Never in her life had Ciri felt euphoria like that, as his finger's pace inside her quickened and with each stroke of it hitting her walls, her legs quivered, and her body only erupted more when he got to her breast.
"Gods… fucking… fuck.. FUCK!" She moaned, as his finger went deeper in her then it had before, just as he kissed one of her breasts, his tongue flicking up against her harder nipple.
"I love you… I love you princess…" He said breathlessly, sweat trickling down his forehead as he looked up at her, his eyes dripping and full of desire, lust, lust for her, and Ciri wanted him to take her, wanted his cock inside her more then she ever had.
"Dominik… Dominik gods… gods please I want you… make love to me, make love to me, fuck me, whatever you want to call it just-. AHHH GODS, AHH GODS YES!" She cut herself off, her back arching as he kissed down her torso, inches away from her entrance.
She loved it when he did that, kissed her womanhood, kissed between her thighs, and int hat moment, she felt herself so close to climaxing she squeezed her thighs around his head as he kissed right near her womanhood again. It was Dominik, her and Dominik that was all that night was about, she wanted him, wanted him more then she had ever wanted everything. Her core trembled, she felt her walls tremble, as finally, he kissed over womanhood again, over her folds, and her thighs closed around his head, as she gripped the back of his hair.
"YES… FUCK…. FUCKING GODS… GODS YES FUCK… Dominik…" She moaned, one hand staying gripped on his hair, as the other went to message her own breast.
No, she couldn't climax yet no matter how much she wanted too. Never, never in her entire life had anyone made her feel like that. She felt loved, complete, more euphoria then she had ever felt. Her womanhood trembled, and she moaned his name again as his tongue entered her, pressed against her inner walls, before finally, finally the stupid boy that she had loved from the moment she met him looked up at her.
She met his eyes, feeling her body decompress for a moment, and the both of them laughed. Breathlessly Ciri laughed, as he held both her bare legs over his shoulders, as he breathlessly did the same. The two of them both laughed, as Ciri felt her womanhood still warm and dripping, the sexy look on his face growing as he slowly made his way back up to her.
"Ha…. Ha… gods… gods come.. come here and kiss me…" She said breathessly, just as hie face got to hers and he smashed his lips to her.
She felt his cock ever so lightly rub against her entrance, and she moaned louder then she had in her entire life, finally feeling his large cock against her. She moaned into his lips, tightly wrapping her arms around him, as he gently pulled back.
"Ciri… Ciri if… if anything-." He started, but she cut him off by kissing him again.
"I will… I promise… now… now please…" She said, leaning up and kissing his neck just below his ear. "Make love to me… please… gods make love to me you stupid boy."
He breathlessly laughed with her again, and he nodded. "You… your wish is my command… Ciri… I love you…"
"Gods… gods I love you too…" She said, as he leaned down closer to her, moving his cock to line up with her womanhood, as Ciri gripped onto his neck. "I… I want you… gods Dominik I-. Ahhhh… fuck… fucking… FUCK!"
She had wondered what it was going to be like when he was finally inside her, and nothing could have prepared her for it. Hearing her loud fuck, Dominik looked down at her, his cock just inside her entrance.
"Ciri! Ciri are… are you-." He started, but she quickly shook her head, leaning up and pressing her lips to his with everything she had.
"No! Don't… don't stop… don't fucking stop… gods that… that feels… gods…" She moaned, as she felt him push his cock deeper inside her.
And after all of him was inside of her, she let out a loud, breathless moan as she melted into the bed, her eyes almost rolled into the back of her head, as her back arched, and a new wave of pleasure shot up her stomach and through her body as his cock hit her walls and deep inside her.
"Fuck… fuck… Ciri… Ciri I love you… gods I fucking love you," He moaned, as he started thrusting into her, and Ciri felt her legs tingle, her nails racking against his back.
She moaned out his name and nodded. "Dominik… gods… gods I love you too… don't stop.. don't stop fuck.. fucking gods yes…"
He picked up the pace, and his cock started thrusting into her at a steady pace, not to fast, but not to slow either, and with each thrust Ciri bit her lip, moaning as she pulled his body closer to her, feeling finally, finally like they weren't just a couple, feeling like in that moment they were one whole person. The absolutely euphoria, the pleasure that shot through her body, the wanted, the desire, the lust for more was just a bonus, an extremely amazing bonus to what she felt to him now, how connected she felt.
"I love you… fuck… fucking I fucking… I fucking love you GODS!" She moaned into his ears, wrapping both her arms around his neck as he thrusted into her harder, and she wanted more, she wanted so much more. "Faster… gods Dominik don't stop please…"
"Fuck… fucking… gods I love you…." He said, as she felt him pick up the pace, his legs thrusting his cock into her.
"FUCK… FUCK… FUCKING FUCK GODS YES…" She moaned, her legs quivering as she pulled him closer to her, and as she did he kissed along her neck.
She felt his lips kissing her neck as her arms traveled down his back, his pace quickening as he did. His cock buried deep inside her, as she clawed her nails along his back, moaning ever louder with each thrust, their bed began to squeak, her womanhood finally became used to the size of him, and when it did, the pleasure Ciri felt was immeasurable. She wanted to wrap her legs around him, but she couldn't move them they were quivering so much with each trust he gave her. She pressed her hands against his back, wanting him to go deeper inside of her, and when he kissed down her chest to her breasts, his head burying between them, Ciri yelped.
"GODS! FUCKING GODS DOMINIK… I… fucking love you, gods… fucking FUCKING FUCK!" She moaned out, not wanting that moment to end but feeling her climax coming.
His face stayed between her breasts, and she found herself gripping his hair, and pulling his face back to her. She pulled his lips to kiss her, while his cock kept thrusting inside her at a rapid pace, each thrust making her moan again as she kissed him.
"I love you… fuck…. Fucking gods Dominik I love you, I love you… FUCK!" She moaned into his lips, as he kissed her and kept thrusting, his hips bucking as she felt sweat slowly trickling down his hard stomach.
He didn't stop but met her eyes, kissing her as his cock buried inside her. "I love you… I love you princess, fuck… fucking.. fuck I.. I love hearing you moan like that."
"You make me like that you stupid, stupid, gorgeous boy… FUCK!" She yelped, as he thrusted hard into her, the tip of his cock buried deep inside her as she moaned. "I… I love… I love it when you get like this."
He breathlessly laughed the same as she did, as he continued thrusting into her, as he looked up and met her eyes. "Any… anything for you… gods… fucking… fuck Ciri I… I can.. I can get used to this.. FUCK!"
"FUCKING FUCK!" She moaned as he thrusted hard into her again, as she looked and saw the burning desire in his eyes. Breathlessly she laughed again as his pace slowed. "So… so can I… so… so how… how does… that does roadside inn sound now?"
He kept steadily thrusting his cock insider her as he nodded. "Sounds… sounds even better…."
"Good…" She said, whispering in his ear as she held his head near her lips. "Now… now don't fucking stop… gods… gods fuck me, make love to me Dominik-. GODS, FUCK!"
He listened to her, and an almost animalistic grow came from him, as his cock buried deep inside her again. He thrusted into her a quicker pace, and all she could do was let her legs quiver, as her back arched and her head got thrown back.
"Ahh… ah…. Fuck…. Fuck…fuck, fuck…. Ah… ah… GODS DOMINIK!" She moaned loudly, as she felt her climax coming, but it only seemed to spur him on further, quickening his pace.
His arms leaned over her, gripping the headboard to their bed as he thrusted into her even hard then he had been and Ciri couldn't stop moaning, feeling the climax about to come. She looked up at him, meeting his eyes, seeing that lust, that pure lust and desire for her from the man she loved she felt something inside her turn on as well.
She didn't want that first time to end so soon.
"Ciri… Ciri I.. I think I- GODS!" He yelped, as out of nowhere she pulled her womanhood away from his cock. He slid out of her entrance and she had to resist the urge to moan, whimper as it exited her, because quickly she moved and turned him around.
His eyes widened as he looked up at her, her now straddling his waist. "Ciri!? Ciri what's wrong, did I-. FUCK!"
She didn't give him any time to say anything else. She positioned herself, and grabbed his cock with her hand, guiding it inside her, and she moaned as he tossed her head back, sitting straight up and straddling him.
"Fuck… gods… gods…. Ciri… Ciri you… you don't have to-." He started, but she cut him off by grinding and moving her entrance, bouncing up and down on him once, before leaning down and kissing him.
"Shhh… Dominik… I love you… but please… shut up and let me make love to you," She said softly to him, kissing his lips and leaning her hands against his hard chest, using her still quivering legs to bounce up on his cock.
She leaned her hands up against his chest, as she saw his eyes practically roll into the back of his head, as his hands rested on her ass while she did. She bounced and moved slowly at first, before quickening her pace, hearing him moaned her name, and with each time his cock thrusted inside her as she bounced on him, she moaned as well.
"Gods… gods…. Ciri… Ciri I… I fucking love you… don't… don't fucking FUCK!" He moaned, as she breathessly laughed and picked up the pace.
"Shhh… I love you too…" She said, leaning down and kissing him, before she felt him grab tighter to her ass, making her moan into her lips, as she bounced and grinding her womanhood to make his cock his her inside walls.
Soon his legs popped up, and she felt him slowly begin to move his cock to meet her bounces, and Ciri finally melted into him. She wanted to feel every bit of him, to have him fuck her, make love to her, as he said, she could get used to this every night, and in that moment she simply wanted more, wanted him more then anything. She moaned and leaned her head down into his neck as she quickened her pace, bouncing on his cock with everything she had, despite her legs quivering she still got quicker and quicker.
"Fucking… fuck Dominik… Dominik faster… faster gods… fucking… FUCK!" She moaned into him, as she felt his legs begin to buck up faster, his cock thrusting into her as she bounced and met every stroke that went inside her.
"GODS… Ciri… CIRI!" He moaned loudly, picking up his pace as she did the same.
She looked in eyes and kissed him as his cock buried inside her. She put every bit of raw passion and emotion into the kiss, all the sexual tension that she had built up for him came rushing out of her then, and she could see it doing the same for him. She had wanted him for weeks, wanted this for weeks, wanted him inside her for weeks, and now she was going to make it last.
"Fuck… fucking FUCK FUCK ME!" Ciri moaned, as every time she bounced on his cock he thrusted up inside of her, as she felt both his hands grip on her ass.
"Ciri… Ciri gods I want you… gods I… I fucking love you I want-." He started rambling but she cut him off by kissing him.
"Don't stop… don't' fucking stop GODS, GODS DOMINIK FUCK ME!" She moaned loudly, and at her words his hands gripped on her ass as he slammed his cock into her.
And for what felt like hours Ciri moaned, meeting each thrust of his cock with one of her own as she rode him. Every stroke, every time his cock hit inside of her, she felt her legs quiver, and she could feel every single bit of raw emotion, passion, love coming from him as he didn't relent and Ciri didn't want him too. It was eight years of love, longing and loss coming out of them both, as he didn't stop kissing him as he thrusted into her and she rode him.
"I missed you… fucking… fuck I… I missed you… so fucking much AH, GODS!" She moaned into his lips, as he thrusted hard inside of her, his hands gripped tightly to her ass.
"I missed you… gods I… I missed you too…" He moaned back to her, keeping his quick pace, but Ciri felt his thrusts getting shorter and hard. "Ciri… Ciri I…. I'm gonna-."
"I am too, but… but fucking GODS… Gods… don't… don't stop, don't fucking stop!" She moaned, she continued to ride him with every bit of herself.
He didn't relent, he thrusted into her, picking up his pace again, burying himself inside her womanhood. She moaned the entire time, as she felt her climax approaching, as much as she didn't want it to end, she knew she wouldn't be able to stop herself, so she did the same. She leaned up, leaning her hands up against his chest and moving her hips, bucking them and riding him with new ferocity, as she felt his cock still thrusting up into her, and soon, she felt her womanhood quiver around his cock. While she straddled him, she could feel his own legs quivering, and she knew he was close as well, so seeing this she looked down, and thrusted her lips back to his.
"I love you… Dominik I love you… I love you so much…fuck… fucking FUCK, FUCK!" She moaned as she kissed him, feeling herself climax over his cock, but still he didn't stop, only seeming to quicken as he heard her moans.
He looked up and met her eyes, his hands squeezing her ass as he nodded. "Ciri… Ciri I love you… I… I'm gonna-."
"Don't stop…don't stop… GODS, GODS I-." She moaned, feeling herself climax a second time, just as Dominik stop and moaned out her name
"CIRI! Gods… gods Ciri…" He moaned, as she felt the warmth of his lovemaking inside of her, his cock twitched inside of her as he came, and it even made Ciri's inside feel warmer.
With the knowledge the spell from Yen was still effective, Ciri enjoyed it, gently riding him for another few seconds before they both moaned and came to a stop. For a moment they both looked at each other, his cock was still hard, inside of her, but for a moment, all they could do was look at one another.
She saw that smile, that goofy, loving smile come to his face, his face was red, beat red as sweat trickled down his forehead, down his chest past his medallion and the swallow. She assumed it was doing the same down her chest, passed the ring, and her new medallion. He had been getting that face every time she walked into a room since they were eleven years old.
And to that very day, it still washed her with a feeling of love, acceptance, and she never got tired of it. She smiled at him, breathlessly she laughed, scoffing and laughing giddily as she couldn't stop looking at him, looking at the goofy smile he got. Soon he did the same, his hands traveling up and down the side of her slim torso, and for a few seconds they both laughed, as Ciri slid herself off his cock to his side on the bed. As she hit the pillows and the mattress between her legs aches and quaked, yearning for that same kind of pleasure again, as sure as she was he'd be more than willing to go another round later, right now all she did was laugh with him, crawling up next to him where he wrapped both his arms around her.
He leaned in and kissed her, and she kissed him back, the both of them laughing still, before they both pulled back. They slowly stopped laughing, and she leaned her forehead against his, feeling her womanhood quiver, her heart nearly thumping out of her chest, as all she could do was hold him, hold her hands over his face. Like he often did to her, for a moment, she trailed her finger along his scar, the scar he had gotten protecting her.
Protecting her, so that they could have moments together like they just had. Ciri had never felt more connected to him, not in her whole life, as finally, to her, they were one person, that love they had, was even more solidified then it already was.
"Ha… I… I love you… you stupid boy…" She said, gently trailed her finger down his jaw.
He giddily laughed, keeping that goofy smile as he nodded. "I… I love you too princess…. So… wine?"
She scoffed out a laugh and nodded. "Yes please… and some of those chocolates if you could."
"It would my honor my lady," He said, smirking at her, kissing her forehead, before rolling out of bed.
She laughed as he stumbled on his way to the table. The candles burning wax hit her nose again, as while he left, she smiled, pulling the blanket up over her, as she giddily looked up at the ceiling, gripping the ring.
Finally, after so many years… she was home, truly home.
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"Gods… I can't believe they're still going down there," Dominik said, his arm around her, as they both lay naked under the blanket, only a few of the candles still lit.
Ciri scoffed a laugh, looking up at him as she snuggled under his arm. "I can. Did you see the size of that barrel of ale Faram challenged Freya to drink with him?"
It was Dominik's turn to scoff. "Yeah I did… who would've guessed someone so small could drink so much?"
"So you're telling me the two of you never drank when you were together?" She asked him, fiddling with the ring and wolf medallion around her neck.
He laughed and shook her head, meeting her eyes. "We didn't know, we were only seventeen. I didn't even drink for the first-time till after the Battle of Brenna with the free company."
Ciri nodded in understanding, looking back up at him again, pulling the blanket further up over them both. "After something like that, I'd say you deserved one."
He laughed. "Ha… you bet your ass I did gods.. the thing I saw there…. If not for Shani I'd be dead, or probably had gone crazy."
"Mhm… and you also mentioned that she had a little crush on you," Ciri said playfully, smirking up at him as he rolled his eyes and pulled her closer.
"She did yeah… but I never felt it," He said slowly, looking deep into her eyes, and lovingly smiling at her. "Nobody will ever make me feel like you…"
She flushed a deep shade of red and leaned up to kiss him. The two of them had made quick work of the wine, chocolate, and now they were doing what they had loved best. Simply laying with one another and talking, talking about what they had done, what they'll do in the future. All the while it was well past midnight and the party downstairs was still going on, baffling Ciri because she knew that all those people needed to be up early in the morning.
However, with the few candles left that were lit on their nightstand, she looked at Dominik's handsome face next to him. The two of them were laying naked in bed, just having made love before drinking wine and having chocolate, it was something that quite literally would have just been a dream to her two months ago, so she was going to cherish it then. The feeling in her womanhood was still there, never in her life had Ciri felt anything like it. A tingling was pleasant in her stomach, a pleasant one, and her heart continued to flutter as she looked and smiled up at him.
During the times she had slept with Mistle, she hadn't felt anything close to what she felt now. She felt warm, safe, protected, loved, and most importantly, she felt like she was home.
"I… I've never felt like this before…." She said sheepishly, her eyes meeting his as she looked up at him with a smile.
"Gods… the same with me… you know the twenty-two years was definitely worth the wait," He said cheekily, making them both laugh, before he looked down at her, gently smiling and caressing her cheek. "You know… every day… I… still look at you, and have to do a double take… to believe you're actually here…. Sometimes I think I'm just in some messed up dream, and I'm going to wake up alone on the road again…"
She could feel his hands lightly trembling. Not wanting him to feel anything other than the elation she did, she smiled up at him and quickly kissed him.
"It's not a dream… I'm here… and I still love you," She said, slowly shaking her head. "You have me back… and you always will…. We're going to kill Eredin… we'll save Bella, and after that? It'll be just me… you… and Fiona."
Ciri thought she crossed a line bringing up Bella, but thankfully he just smiled, leaning over and kissing her again, pulling her closer to him for a moment. After she pulled back, smiling up at him, he nodded to her, gently stroking the scar on her cheek again.
"You're right… it will be," He said, smiling at her and shakily sighed. "You know… I couldn't have done this all without you… none of it."
She shook her head right away. "You could have… you're the strongest person I know."
"You're stronger than I am," He said cheekily, smirking down at her, as Ciri laughed.
After laughing she smiled, her heart thumping in her ears as she smiled at him. "Well it doesn't matter who's stronger now…. Because we face everything together, and we won't be apart, I'm with you… for everything."
"Good… because you're really all I need, where you go… I go," He said softly, before a small smirk came to his face. "You know, I was thinking, before we go get Fiona, you said you wanted go to another world yes… but what about before or after that? Anywhere you want to go?"
Ciri smiled, as she had thought about that question often in the previous few weeks. Of course eventually they both planned on going from one end of the continent to the other, however, they had to pick somewhere to go first. The roadside inn for a few weeks was of course their first destination, but after that she had thought for a while, and she was fairly sure she made up her mind.
In the end however, it didn't matter, as long as she was with him. Him, and eventually Fiona, that would be her home in the future. She snuggled into him, and met his gaze and was about to speak, but stopped. Below the blankets, she resisted the urge to smirk, feeling his cock was hard as her leg was pressed against it. Biting her lip she looked and met his eyes.
"Mhmm… you know I was thinking Kovir, I hear it's an… awfully romantic place, the beautiful snow, the mountains," She said slowly, her hand trailed down his chest. "A perfect place for a young couple with… lots of vitality. Did I tell you how handsome you look?"
He scoffed a laugh and slowly nodded. "Yes… what's that look on your face for."
She chuckled and slowly trailed her hand down her chest. "Mhm… it's just that… you know I… was hoping for another round, and well… it seems you're as ready as ever."
Her hand trailed over his cock as he shuddered, and Ciri laughed seeing his face get red as he looked down at her.
"I… I mean only… only if you want too of course," He said nervously, before cutely biting his lip and laughing nervously. "I hope I was um… well… good? You know I don't have well.. any experience, so I hope that I-."
She cut him off by laughing and kissing him on the lips. "Ahaha… gods… you were amazing handsome… really… really amazing, I love it when you get that sexy look in your eyes and you just let loose…. I was hoping to go again, but well if you don't want to I under-. AH!"
He cut her off now by rolling on top of her, and she laughed before he kissed her, and right away she wrapped her arms around his neck. She shuddered and moaned with a smile as she felt his cock up against her entrance again. Biting her lip she met her eyes and looked up to see her smirking at him.
"So… this is what you mean right?" He said slowly, kissing down the side of her neck, making Ciri both laugh and moan.
"Ha… gods… yes…. Yes this is what I mean…" She said slowly, as he gently pulled his head back and she smirked up at him. "And I could really get used to this night after night… wouldn't you say so?"
He chuckled and leaned down, kissing her lips softly again before nodding. "Ha… so could I princess, and you know me. Your wish is my command."
She laughed out loud again, before he leaned down and assaulted her neck with kisses.
And so began a long night of love making, one that Ciri knew would eventually end, but as long as they stuck together, it would be for the rest of their lives.
A/N: And now ladies and gentlemen I am happy to announce, we are officially IN THE END GAME! Next chapter we head to Skellige where we only a few more quests before the long, EPIC final battle against the wild hunt! Next chapter is also chapter 80, which is a huge milestone for me, I have never written more for anything in my life xD I am so, so proud of how far I've gotten, I've challenged myself as a writer, I have some amazing fanart for my story, and each and every one of you guys and girls who read are absolutely amazing! Next chapter we start business in Skellige, but first let's break down the fun, loving, very steamy xD final chapter in Novigrad!
First we have a few mother/daughter bonding scenes with Ciri and Yennefer. I think it's criminal they didn't have more scenes together in the games after how close they were in the books, I mean come on, Ciri straight up calls herself Cirilla of Vengerberg daughter of Yennefer in the last book xD So, I really liked having these scenes here, we get a cute scene with her and Dominik, and then the one with Yen, where she helps protect Ciri from any unwanted pregnancy. Remember, Dominik and Ciri both aren't witchers/sorceresses, so they could easily get pregnant, so this spell will help them, it was the easiest way I could come up with xD
Also in these Yen/ Ciri scenes, we get Phillipa dragging Ciri off to the meeting. Now in my opinion, Ciri in the games is a lot more…. Tame then Ciri in the books lol. Book Ciri would have marched right into that meeting with the lodge and told them off xD Lol however, in the games she needed reassurance, and after getting that from Geralt and Yen she heads off to that meeting.
Meanwhile, Dominik finally with the help of Triss calms down about having sex xD It was as he said, he was scared to trigger memories of horrible past events for Ciri, and after some talking with Triss, he's able to get over it, and find the perfect present! I had the idea of Ciri getting a wolf medallion as a present for a while, and I will be writing a short story where her and Dominik go get it enchanted at Kaer Morhen.
The possibly biggest scene of this chapter however, was of course, Ciri going to her meeting with the lodge. Now as I said, I feel game Ciri is a lot more well naïve and tame compared to book Ciri. Book Ciri would never trust Avallach, would never go to Emhyr, and I always felt she would have no trouble telling off the Lodge, or other people trying to control her life. I know at the end of the game is where Ciri's arc of 'controlling her own destiny' comes full circle, however in this story, with Dominik, Fiona… it comes a little earlier. I have some other plans for the final scene, however we'll get there when we get to it!
Ciri tells the lodge the truth, as I said, I try to write Ciri in this story how I think book Ciri would have really reacted in most of these situations, and this is how I feel it would have went. She won't be controlled, she knows what she wants, and tell them exactly what it is.
No need to worry however, this is far from the last we'll see from the Lodge of Sorceresses, in this story or future ones!
Then after that, we have our beautiful date. Now, I can write an entire story like this, but ask me to write a ballad or a song? Yeah no I cant do that xD So we get a few lines of 'the ballad of the young wolf and the swallow' but after that it's just reactions xD Maybe in the future if I can come up with it I'll write it out fully xD
Now… finally we get to the scene where I'm sure some people have been waiting for and some others have been dreading lol. As I've said before, I've never wrote sex scenes before this story, so this is a complete first for me, I tried to make it not cringy, but sweet and passionate. Now we'll have more sex scenes in this story, and future ones. Those probably won't be as long and detailed, this one was only like that because it was their first time, so I always knew it was going to be special. However, in the end, I like how it turned out. Dominik and Ciri are two young adults in love, who hadn't seen each other for eight years, and finally they get to consummate that relationship fully.
SO, next chapter we head to Skellige! Geralt will head off to get the sunstone, and his old flame Fringilla Vigo, meanwhile Dominik and Ciri begin to lay plans of their own, as we only have a few chapters left until the end of the story… and I can promise, I believe the best is yet to come!
As usual everyone, I have TONS of new fanart now for this story over on my Instagram dominik_of_cintra I got new pictures of Dominik and Ciri, Dominik Ciri, Geralt and Yen, Dominik Ciri and Fiona, and soon, all of Dominik's friends with plenty more to come! If you want to see that, participate in polls, and just keep track of my writing progress, again go follow dominik_of_cintra on Instagram
Now, I've rambled long enough! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter as much as I did, and you're as excited as I am for the finale in Skellige! As usual, please make sure to follow if you enjoyed, I post at least once a week, review if you have time, and as always, stay safe in these dangerous times! I'll see you all next time!
