Red Witcher

part ten

Geralt froze, his body rigid as the smaller woman pressed against him warm and oh so right. His eyes closed slowly, his own lips parting to allow her entry. He couldn't fight it, it was like a addiction, making his body crave more. His hands found her hips, bare, and he gripped her tightly as her hands ripped at his clothing, trying to, with no avail, undress him.

Alto had slowly snapped from his erotic trance, wiping his face with his hands.

"What the....hells bells..."

"You can say that again Brother."

Drake had added the last ingredient, transferring the brown liquid to a small glass.

"Geralt, hold her still...oh my..."

Drake began, but on seeing the two, lost in lust, he stopped still, looking to Alto for help. Alto stood, moving to grab the elixir from his friend before rushing to Elizabeth and smearing it on her still open wound.

At his touch the Princess moaned loudly, a heavenly sound, one full of want, allowing the Witcher to catch a quick breath before her hand swiftly gripped onto Altos, the glass smashing onto the stone floor. She stared into his eyes, before moving her hand to his neck, pulling him close to attach herself to his lips once again. Geralt, poisoned by her kiss, pressed his lips to her neck, greedily kissing down the soft skin. Earning another moan from her.

Drake stood silent, watching the scene. Not knowing quite what to do. His obvious erection strained his pants, he ached for her touch.

Elizabeth suddenly stilled, panting breathlessly against Altos lips. Her perfect brow furrowed as the antidote spread through her system, the green veins beginning to disappear. Geralts lips stilled against her neck, as he began to feel himself again. He freed himself from Elizabeth, turning to hold onto the window sill tightly, willing his hardness to pass.

Alto too moved from her, his own erection very apprant in his loose trousers. His cheeks were beet red.

Elizabeth blinked a few times, her eyes searching the three men before her, taking in what had happened and what she had done to them. Her skin paled to a deathly white.

"I....I....fuck...."

She stuttered, pulling the remains of her dress around her in a failed attempt of modesty.

"Oh honey, it's a bit late for that..."

Drake muttered, smirking.

"Iam gonna need a few minutes privacy to um.... compose myself...excuse me..."

The man said, rushing to his bedroom and closing the door with a slam, leaving the three of them alone in the room. Elizabeth swallowed hard, glancing at Alto, biting her lip.

"The...the poison did...that?"

"Ah, yes. It affects the libido of the victim and anyone who comes into contact with them. You should be fine now though."

Geralt spoke with a certain gruffness in his voice Elizabeth hadn't heard before. She noticed the buldge was still there in his pants and blushed. He too looked down, his own cheeks red.

"Ah, yes, perhaps I should um...take a walk, Alto?...Alto?..."

"Ah....yes, I mean yes fresh air sounds good and maybe a strong drink. Iam glad your okay Princess, that was quite the way to get to know eachother."

He gave Elizabeth a smile, his dimples now visible on his cheeks, before opening the door and heading into the night.

Geralt licked his lips, adjusting himself before he too left the room. Elizabeth looked around, finding a door which she thought would lead to a bathroom. She splashed cool water on her face, then fixed her hair, staring at herself in the small mirror.

"Shit."

She muttered, shaking her head. The door opened, Drake entered the room, panting slightly, cheeks red and a smile on his face.

"Oh, Elizabeth...sorry. Iam not used to sharing my home. I must thank you, I really needed that."

He gave her a cheeky wink before moving to wash his hands. She moved back, watching him carefully in the candlelight.

"If you ever want to do that again, you know where I am..."

She couldn't help but giggle at his cheek, moving past him to leave, his hand caught hers, softly gliding up her bare arm to her neck before dropping to his side. With a grin, he followed her out.