See Me Differently, I Beg You(Alpha!Geralt x Omega!Jaskier)

Kaer Morhen

"Geralt, help me down." They were well into Kagen now, Jaskier could spot his Nana's farm in the distance already. He grips the Witcher's arms as he slides off Roach.

"You're sure she's expecting us?" Yennefer calls out. She has every reason to be weary. If it weren't for all the goats roaming the pasture you'd think this place was long abandoned.

Jaskier was already well down the cobblestone path by now, well out of earshot. The mage sighs, "You know, for someone say, five months along?"

"Sounds about right." Geralt runs a hand down Roach's back, watching after his bard.

"He moves quite fast. He's not showing much either. It's making me worried." Yennefer dismounts, smoothing out her skirt. "Especially given how much he eats."

"He isn't human, Yen. Not fully. And I don't know about you but I'm not about to go back into that forest and ask 'Pine' how Leshen's reproduce." Geralt got a headache just thinking about it. "Witchers are meant to be sterile anyhow."

Yennefer had a little something to say to that, but she chose otherwise. "Guess all we can really do is wait. Surely the little ones will let us know when it's time."

Geralt didn't know if he liked the way that sounded. "One little one I think I could handle. Two?"

"Well you're shite out of luck, aren't you? You get what you get, witcher. Just be glad it's not a whole litter."

Jaskier approaches the house, just in time for the door to swing open. He beams at the familiar face before him. The woman is tall and fierce, with a smile that could melt snow. And it looks as though she's been hard at work lately. Though you'd only know it from the dirt, sweat, and the blood staining her apron. She's bright and glowing otherwise. "Oh-" she comes to greet him regardless of all the muck, pulling Jaskier into a crushing hug.

She smells like goat.

"Jaskier! Jaskier, oh it's been ages! I haven't seen you since you were but a wee pup, refusing to wear your trousers and making me chase you around the estate." She touches his cheek, smiling at him warmly. As a mother would. Normally Jaskier would appreciate it, but the blood on her hands makes him want to retch. And not for the usual reasons.

Jaskier chuckles, "You haven't aged a day, Nana Prim." He smiles up at her as she pulls back, turning to introduce her to the others. "This is Yennefer-"

"Always lovely to meet a fellow mage." Yennefer thinks twice about offering her hand.

"And this is Geralt." Jaskier nudges him playfully, as he's busy getting stared down by the towering mage. "This is my nanny-former, nanny. I should say. Primrose."

Prim may be smiling, but Geralt's seen enough to know that he does not want to be on her bad side. He gathers she feels extremely protective towards Jaskier, as many betas are towards the children they're made to look over. Mages more so, it'd seem.

It's why mages were so popular to have as midwives or nannies in some areas of the continent. At least back when Jaskier was a pup. Betas in general were all well and good, but magic certainly helped. Especially healing magic. And his mother likely needed all the help she could get given his... nature.

"Well, I would make some tea but it's been quite busy." Prim breaks the quiet, seemingly done with her scrutinizing. "Just had a doe kid a two headed buckling." Hence the blood and mess. "Quite a day it's been."

"Heaven's-is it still alive?" Yennefer is very intrigued, meanwhile Jaskier is only reminded of Pine. It makes his stomach flip.

"Unfortunately nature won this round. The mother had another, so not all is lost." She gestures inside her home, allowing Jaskier in first. He seemed eager to have a nice lie down.