Outside it was quiet, and the sound of the wind could drown out any noise. Geralt sat on the bed in only his underpants and white shirt. His attention was drawn to a piece of parchment that had arrived earlier that day, strangely delivered by Nilfgaardian rather than Koviri's messenger. A portal appeared right outside their front door. He had a good idea who it was. And there she was, his chestnut haired lover, Triss. She opened the door in a hurry and rushed to the bedroom. He shifted his body just in time to see her enter.

"You are late." He mumbled with disappointment in his voice.

"I'm sorry Geralt, I had so much paperwork to do after the meetings..." She explained, apologetic.

"I'm sure you worked hard." He stood from the bed and slowly moved to her. "That's why you deserve a reward... and a day off tomorrow." He said, a slight grin formed on his mouth.

"I know what reward you mean. Go to bed and wait for me, I need to prepare." She said, pointing her index finger at the bed.

"Mhmm" He obidiently started walking backwards towards the bed when he remembered the parchment. He grabbed it, broke the seal and started reading. His eyes widened.

Greetings Geralt, Triss.

Life as Empress of Nilfgaard is tedious. I spend most of my time listening to noblemen complain. I wish to be with you in Kovir, so I decided to pay the King of Kovir a diplomatic visit. This way, I can spend some time with you. I'm preparing to leave and should be with you in a month or so.

I miss you both, Ciri.

"What are you reading?" Triss asked, curious. She was wearing her favourite green lingerie and see-through nightgown. She knew he liked it too.

"It's from Ciri. She said she would visit us in a month or so..." Triss jumped on the bed and startled him. Then she crawled on top of him.

"I miss her, Geralt"

"Me too."

His hands moved to her thighs and began to slowly raise her gown. She kissed him on the lips and moaned at his pleasurable touch. Her gown was soon on the floor near her.

"You're taking too long, Geralt, let me assist you." Their clothing vanished with a flick of her wrist, leaving them fully naked. "Do you like what you're seeing, Geralt?"

"Mhmm"

He grabbed her and swiftly turned them, now he was on top. Without wasting time, he moved his lips to hers and passionately kissed her. He started kissing her neck and chest. With each kiss, his lips moved lower and lower until his head was between her thighs. She grabbed his head as he began licking and swirling his tongue between them. With each motion, her moans became louder. He sensed her body react and continued on, knowing that nothing could make him happier than giving her pleasure. The climax had arrived. She was out of breath and her body shivered. He pulled his body closer to hers and hovered over her. She grabbed his head and kissed him.

"Make love to me Geralt." Her voice was like a song to his ears as she whispered softly.

As he shifted his hips to hers, she let out a soft moan. His moves were slow. It wasn't just about sex for them, it was about sharing their feelings through body language and showing the other how much they cared. For the time being, their bodies, always separated, had merged into one entity. Triss, the Red Fox, and Geralt, the White Wolf. Bed being their playground...

"Dandelion! You are daydreaming again!" Geralt shouted irritated.

I'm sure he's having lewd thoughts. As normal...

"Geralt! I'm sorry. What exactly were we discussing?" Dandelion spoke as if nothing had happened.

"You know what? I'm leaving. It's the third time this had happened. I've had enough." Geralt was eager to leave but Dandelion halted him.

"Geralt, oh come now, don't be such boor. I promise it shan't happen again. Now tell me what happened."

"Yeah, sure, whatever. Like I said, I'm leaving with Triss to Kovir. We came to Novigrad to pack some things from her old house and to say goodbye."

"To Kovir? Priscilla is from Kovir! She will be delighted to visit you! But I'm surprised, Geralt. I thought you hated cities. I remember what happened in Vengerberg..."

"Vengerberg was different, with someone different. Kovir will be different."

Suddenly the door flung open. It was Triss.

"Hey Dandelion. Geralt we are ready to leave, everything is prepared. I need your help with finding last one thing. I couldn't find it at my house..."

"Greetings Triss. Why such a hurry? Won't you both stay a while longer to talk?"

"I guess we could... we have some spare time." Triss answered, unsure.

"Triss, do you mean this?" He said while taking out a wilted rose from his pouch.

"Yes, that's the one! When did you get it? I rushed to my house as soon as we arrived."

"I took it while looking for Ciri with the intention of meeting you at your home. I couldn't leave it lying there because I knew it was important to you. I was afraid to return it to you in this condition." He said with sad look on his face.

"Why would you be? It was just a stupid elven legend... the rose wilted like any other flower would. Now give it to me." Geralt hesitated but couldn't refuse his sorceress. As soon as Triss touched the rose it started to revitalize and bloom slightly. There was no doubt, it was alive again. "Look Geralt, it's... it's..." She stuttered, shock on her face.

"The legend is true after all..." He said and hugged her tightly. "I love you Triss." Because of the turn of events, they had forgotten about Dandelion, who was standing next to them.

Typical Geralt, always caring for those close to him. Dandelion thought. Finally they broke their embrace.

"So, Geralt, how did you end up with Triss? You will have to tell me everything, even the intimate stuff." Dandelion said with a smile on his face. He was looking for inspiration for a new ballad.

"You know how it was with Yennefer... with Triss it's different. I will tell you more while you visit us in Kovir. And forget about intimate stuff, I wouldn't tell you anything even if I was dead drunk." Geralt looked at Triss. She blushed slightly.

"You are always welcome to visit us, even at night." Triss said.

"Yeah, but don't expect us to answer the door at night. We might not hear you." Geralt joked then looked at Triss. She turned bright red from embarrassment and tucked her face into Geralts armor. "You have no idea how good in bed she is, makes me scream in pleasure." She gave him a soft smile and wrapped her arms around his neck before kissing him passionately.

They made out for over a minute. Dandelion turned to face them, grin formed on his face.

I knew him for so long but I've never seen him like that.

"I can imagine. You are perfect together. You know what's good for you, Geralt. I even have an idea for a ballad, it will be famous from Kovir to Toussaint. But for now you should go, I took enough of your time already. Farewell to you both."

"Farewell Dandelion." They answered and left.

Priscilla walked over to Dandelion after hearing their conversation from afar.

"We should visit them soon! We have so much to talk about!" She said excited.

"Lets give them time to settle down first. I want to prepare a ballad for them as a gift. It will be called 'Where the White Wolf and Red Fox play'. I will tell you the details later."

I hope you enjoyed reading. It took me some courage to post it. I hope it isn't as bad as I had imagined it would be.

The first part (Kovir) was supposed to be near future, second part (the conversation) was supposed to be present day.

All characters are property of Andrzej Sapkowski and CD Project Red.