Yennefer x reader- one shots

Jelous

S/c: skin colour
Hi babies,
Here is a chapter that some of you requested.
(Pls comment more because I don't have a lot of ideas!)
Also should I write an actual fanfic about yennefer x reader other than one shots? Lmao.

The sun beams down burning your (s/c) skin as you flip to the next page of your book. Your legs dangle carelessly in the air as your robe starts fall off your left shoulder revealing your exposed skin.
You're wearing nothing but a pink robe tightly around your frame with a necklace that yennefer gave you.
"Here by your self?" A voice asked echoing through the halls of the flower pit your laying in.
You turn to face Jaskier.
"When did you get here?" You blurt throwing your book to the side getting up to greet him.
He stuffs his hands into the depths of his pocket tilting his head to the side taking in your form.
"Just now, actually." He declared raising the corner of his lips. His eyes travel down to your exposed shoulder.
You clear your throat adjusting your robe then give him a small peck on the cheek.
"Good to see you, Jaskier." You pat him on the back making your way to the doors followed by his footsteps.
"I'm guessing you're here to see Yennefer?" You ask facing him.
"Actually, I'm here to see-" "(y/n!"
You turn your head to see yennefer walking towards you with a small rose in her hand.
You sigh in relief. She has been away for a month leaving you here all alone. It was dreadful.
Yennefer is someone special to you, always has been.
It was about a year ago when you found out you're completely in love with her.
Her smile fades when she notices Jaskier standing beside you.
"Jaskier."
"Yennefer." The air became thick. It was easy to read the room. They are both unhappy to see each other, clearly.
"Um, how was your trip?" You ask playing with a string on your dress ignoring the tense feeling.
She sighs with a small smile then quickly falls as Jaskier speaks.
"Yes, how was your trip?" He mocks sliding a hand on your waist slightly pulling you towards him.
It became very awkward. You can tell yennefer wasn't  happy with his actions. Maybe jealous?

"It was fine." she pauses then glances back at you.
"How are you? I know I have been gone long."
She takes your hand, glaring at Jaskier, pulling you closer to her.
Your heart quickens. She has never acted this way, so, what is her problem?
"U-uhm, I'm fine. Just lonely." You laugh.
Suddenly she grabs your chin lightly then places the rose behind your ear. Your breath begins to quicken staring at her beautiful lips covered in red lipstick. Her dress was long and black matching her corset that pressed her breasts just enough to see the shape of them.
"Do you like it?" She asks stepping back.
You nod taking in her beautiful form.
"Thank you." You mumble trying hard not to smile.
"How long we're you gone may I ask?" Jaskier brutally interrupts you both pulling you back to reality.
Yennefer slightly grits her teeth not breaking eye contact with you. She was definitely jealous.
"A month." She answers.
Your eyes close then you stare down at your feet.
You hear Jaskier hum in response.
"Wow, you couldn't of brought her with you? Hah!You know (y/n), you could of just sent someone to find me and I would of kept you company."
He adds raising his eyebrows at you taking in your form.
'Please no🥲.'
Before you could respond yennefer buds in grabbing your arm.
"Jaskier, do me a favour."
"Yes?"
"Go away." She grunts shooting him a glare walking towards the stairs dragging you with her.
You shoot him a small reassuring smile before you get pulled around the corner leaving him there offended.
(So basically for this: 🧍🏽? )
You stayed silent just watching her hand hold your arm as you walk down the hall towards your bedroom.
The room is swallowed up by darkness leaving the only light coming from the moon.
She releases your arm letting it drop to your side then turning to face you. Her face is hard to read.
"What's the matt-" suddenly her hands bring your face to hers letting her lips crash into yours.
Everything in your body starts to heat up. You couldn't feel your toes.
She lets go giving you a last peck on the forhead.
"I missed you."