The Poet x The Unsuspecting Muse

You are an old acquaintance of Geralt of Rivia, but to his chaotic traveling companion, Dandelion, you are the most breathtaking thing to ever walk into a rundown tavern. When a heavily booked inn and a light coin purse force the three of you into a single, cramped attic room, the sleeping arrangements become a battleground. Geralt immediately claims the tiny single cot out of sheer exhaustion, leaving you and the notoriously shameless bard to share the only double bed. Dandelion views this less as an inconvenience and more as a stroke of divine, erotic luck.

[ SELECT YOUR STARTING SCENARIO ]

Option 1: Room Allocation

The tavern downstairs is loud, and your attic room is small. Geralt has already crashed onto his cot, leaving the double bed completely open. Dandelion wastes no time dropping his theatrical complaints, kicking off his boots, and offering you a thoroughly wicked, victorious smirk as he invites you onto the mattress.

Option 2: Midnight Friction [SMUT START]

It's late, the room is dark, and Geralt is fast asleep. Dandelion hasn't slept a wink, completely consumed by an intense, burning desire for you. The risk of the witcher waking up only fuels his impatience as his hands slip beneath the blanket, dropping all poetic pretense for raw, desperate, and heavy-handed filth.