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Chapter 5- Light like fire.

Seamless POV, mixed.

Geralt was a Witcher, they're said to not have emotions. Many people have called him a 'freak,' or a loveless abomination. He was lucky to have met people like Dandelion and Triss on the path, his friends are the only force preventing him from becoming cold and cutoff. Like the true definition of a Witcher, whenever he was with Triss he would wear his emotions on his sleeve. Never once in all his immortal years has Geralt of Rivia ever come this close to tears. After so long of being ridiculed, sad and hurtful comments just role of like rain for a Witcher. But hearing Triss pour her heart out to him, hearing the pure love and sadness in her voice... The regret, remorse and plea in her voice shattered his composure and for the first time in all his years did he feel true tear jerking emotion. He looked into her eyes.

Triss continued to stare into his beautiful Lynx like eyes, the same eyes that she'd looked into so many times, the same ones she'd thank her lucky stars to be able to wake up to. And she realized for the first time ever that there were tears beginning to form in his eyes, lightly but still there.

He said to her softly, "Triss, come here."

She immediately rolled over the bed to sit by his side, he moved his hand up to her face. Then he effortlessly picked her up and put her in his lap, and passionately connected his lips to hers.

She really did let the tears flow now, not of sadness but of sheer happiness.

"There is nothing to forgive, but I forgive you. Just like you've never blamed me, I've never once blamed you for anything that's happened to me. I love you." They kissed again, even more passionate and full of love than the first.

"I'm sorry for hurting you, I've hurt you far too many times, never noticing until it was almost too late what it did to you and what we have together, what we could have." He told her, softly.

Her head was buried into his neck and she was sobbing, her right arm was tightly around his neck holding him to her like she was afraid to let go in fear he'd disappear. Her left arm was tightly snaked around his back holding her to him or him to her, however you look at it.

In that moment of pure love the two of them were only thinking one thing, and it was: "He truly loves me, more than I can imagine. I couldn't have lived with myself if I had lost him for good, and I came far too close to just that. I'll do everything in my power to make him feel loved and appreciated, more than he knows. Just like in Flotsam, when we went to search for a Rose of Remembrance, I kept telling him "I'm glad you're here," because to me there was nothing better at that moment then to be there with him. And look where we ended up, in those beautiful Elven bathes and passionately made love for hours... Yennefer lost him because she treated him like shit, she didn't show her love to him, all she did was treat him like a pet. I never have and I never will make the same mistakes as her. He all but told her to go plough herself, but he's giving me a second chance, miraculously." She thought to herself while she was holding onto him, tears still streaming down her face but a smile forming on her beautiful lips.

"She poured out every bit of her heart to me, I came so close to losing her, forever. Just as before when I almost lost her, my own foolishness and obliviousness, again... She came back, to me, she loves me more than I could ever dream to understand. Far more than I ever felt from Yen, never in all those years I stupidly stayed with her, did she ever show a fraction of the love Triss radiates... I'll do everything in my power to show her how much I love her, how happy I am to have her here with me. I'll do anything to keep her safe, and that's a vow." He thought to himself, looking down at the beautiful fiery haired women in his arms.

"I love you, Triss." He told her.

She brought her head up to gaze into his eyes, then without a word passionately kissed him, she moved her lips and he immediately kissed back.

She ran her tongue along his bottom lips, at the same time his tongue snaked along her bottom lips. Yep, they're in sync. And with that they fell back onto the bed, him under her and her on top of him. They're lips moved with experienced loving motions, they made out for what seemed like hours. Sweet kisses lasting for sweet hours. He gradually moved his tongue to kiss her elegant sexy neck, sucking and biting lightly, she moaned so beautifully and he flipped them over. He continued to suck her neck and every time he sucked another beautiful moan escaped her pretty lips. It was the sweetest sound he knew, apart from a few other sounds he has heard her make, "but that'll come in time." He thought to himself happily.

He stopped, and she whimpered at the loss of his mouth on her neck, he moved up and opened his mouth to speak... But before he could she quickly brought her hand up and put one sexy finger on his mouth to shush him.

"Shhhh, don't speak, just show me." She purred to him seductively, there was more love in the air in that room, than there was stars in the sky.

His eyes immediately darkened and he sucked on her finger, which had the desired effect of her eyes darkening.

The small playful gesture got her even more aroused, and she was already gushing with arousal.

She moaned and leaned up to whisper in his ear, "make me yours." she purred to him, seduction dripping in her voice.

He growled like a wolf, the sound worked magic on her body, made even more heat rush down to her core. Any more and she'd lose her mind!

He kissed her hard and ran his hands roughly through her fiery red hair.

He then sat up, and in one motion his shirt was flying across the room.

She ogled his perfectly toned scarred chest and she finally lost her mind, she pounced on him.

She grabbed his pants and pulled them off him.

She went to grab onto him, but he stopped her, before she could think why he said:

"Nuh-uh, you're turn."

She blushed the same color as her hair. She then sat up straight, reached behind her to undo her dress/gown, then let it fall off her revealing her sexy and alluring red silk lingerie underneath.

He stared more intently with ever second gone past during her sexy display, he could see she was aroused, just from seeing her sexy panties, they were almost soaked.

"She wasn't using an illusion for her dress?" He wondered.

She was sunbathing in the feeling of his eyes on her, but then she noticed his eyes had taken on a thoughtful look, she knew why.

"No, no illusions. Our love isn't an illusion and it can't be dispelled, no reason for my clothes to be any different." She cooed, lovingly.

He knew she didn't read his mind, for two reasons, the first was pretty obvious: She simply couldn't, at that moment at least. The second was because she had never read his thoughts without his permission, not unless she had to, that one time... Because she wasn't a rude person, and it was rude to intrude on his thoughts, and also secretly because she knew he hated it when Yennefer read his mind, so just another easy point to be made there. She had simply known what he was thinking, because she knows him.

And he only loved and wanted her more for it, because of that thought, and her answer.

She reclined back and lied down on the bed, she put her hands above her head in a sexy/seductive gesture, arching her back to accentuate her curves even more, completely giving herself to him.

With a seductive smile she cooed: "Well? You gonna make me wait?"

"Hell no," and with that he pounced on her.

He slammed his lips to hers and with his hands, knead her breasts through the fabric of her bra.

She purred softly into his lips, which caused him to sexily growl and rip off her bra.

She moaned loudly, impressed and aroused at his display of strength and dominance.

He slowly began his descent of his mouth onto her neck, he lightly bit and sucked, making more moans and gasps enter the air from her pretty lips.

He continued down to her perfect breasts, he palmed them lightly then licked around the base. He moved his tongue to flick across the hard nipple of her left breasts.

She put a finger in her mouth, sexily, then arched her back and moaned loudly.

"Oh gods, yes, Ger- Mmmphh"

She smiled at her audible pleasure, he then did something she wouldn't expect, but really like.

He bit down on her.

"AAHHHHH." She screamed, and loudly.

He smiled even more then moved to her right breast, he knew she liked it, loved it.

He palmed the other while he sucked hard on her right, she moaned in bliss, he licked her sensitive bud another four times, each lick slower and longer than the last. By the fourth lick she was purring like a cat. Then he bit her again, and she abruptly changed her sound, to a loud scream.

"Whole inn's gonna hear us, hehehe, don't give a shit." he thought with a wicked smile, then leaned back up to taste her luscious lips.

After a few moments of passionate kissing, making her purr, and after she somewhat regained her composure, panted:

"Gerraaaaalt... really?"

"Hee hee," he mischievously laughed, her hands were still above her head, and she had her head slightly forward with a sexy 'high-on-pleasure,' smile on her luscious, red lips that told him she liked it, and really was high on pleasure.

"He he, I've barely started... gods I've missed this." he thought.

Even though he wasn't getting anywhere near as much pleasure out of this as her, he was having the time of his life.

He kissed her again then kissed his way down again, he swirled his tongue around each of her hard pink nipples again, soothing her after biting them both earlier. A few gasps of lust escaped her mouth and he continued his trek down her gorgeous and sexy, hourglass body. He licked and bit lightly on her smooth skin as he moved down her stomach. He brushed his tongue over her belly button and she sighed content.

He reached the red band of her panties and stopped, he slid his hands along her skin and hooked his fingers on her panties, he slid them down and as he did she lifted her legs to make it easier for him.

"Mmmmmmm, someone's eager." He teased her.

Her cheeks went up in flame.

"S-shut up!"

He chuckled then ran his hands up and down her legs to rest on her feminine thighs.

Sensing his destination, and knowing what he wanted her to do, she spread her legs for him.

He immediately dived between her thighs and licked her.

She moaned loudly in satisfaction, he sucked on her clit and made swirling motions with his tongue. He added a finger, and thrust it in and out of her hot, tight pussy.

She was moaning loudly by now, he added a second finger but didn't curl them yet, he instead waited till he knew she was just about to drop over the edge...

Then he curled them upwards and violently rubbed and flicked against her G-spot while simultaneously swirling his tongue on her clit.

She screamed loud as she came, squirting her sweet honey onto him, he licked up as much as he could then as she came down he sat up. He put the fingers he used to make her cum into his mouth and sucked the juices off, oh how aroused that made her, but before she could do anything he go up off the bed.

"Geralt?" she asked, slightly concerned he was leaving.

He went to his nightstand and took out a small object from the drawer.

He came back over to the bed and told her, give me you hand.

She gave him her arm without hesitation and he looked at her, then he took the object and put it to her dimeritum bracelet. He unlocked it and tossed it on the floor.

She gazed at him with loved filled eyes and he kissed her passionately in return.

Meanwhile- same time.

Yennefer had just stepped out of her portal.

"Two days after he humiliated me and I still feel like screaming in rage..." Suddenly she heard a scream come from upstairs...

"Ha, whether my plan worked or not the result was still the same, the bastard is alone... Probably spending his crowns on whores, ha, the degenerate."

"I'll pay him a visit in the morning, startle him and demoralize him and his whore when they wake, HA!" She said to herself, laughing.

Of course her pride made her completely forget about his threat if she crossed him again...

Back to Triss and Geralt.

"Ahhhhhh." She wantonly moaned, as he pushed into her for the first time in a long while, that had felt like years...

"Oh Geralt you feel amazing," she moaned.

"And you feel like heaven, even better than I remember." He replied with a sexy tone.

She blushed and said, "Stop talking, just make love to me."

And with that they began moving in perfect sync again, both of them moaning and gasping as they connected in a way so deeply that only they could achieve such a state of love this deep.

They made love for hours into the night, her cumming and screaming more times than he could count, him filling her with his thick semen more times than he ever has before.

When they were finally worn out he said,

"That, was amazing."

"I caaan only agreeee," she said with a high voice.

They kissed for a few minutes then she constantly sighed:

"Just hold me, until long into the morning."

"As my queen commands." he replied and she blushed at the name.

They fell asleep, with her snuggled deep into his side holding tightly onto him, he held her to him and rested his chin on her head after he kissed her forehead. The room saturated with love and content, they vowed that night that they would never again grow apart, only together were they complete.

A/N- Did he let her off too easily? Does she deserve the second chance? Will she make him regret it, or will she make him happier than he's ever been before?