Yennefer- Joy (c)

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The Witcher One Shot

Yennefer inspected her perfect nails as she let out a yawn. Even with a room filled with people, so didn't seem to care that anyone was there nor the activities she had forced them into. When the two of you had arrived in Rinde she had started trying to help people with their magical needs but with her arrest, she decided to use her magic for her own enjoyment rather than for the good of the people. Even if your morals didn't align with her, she was a dear friend and you were willing to stay by her side through anything she decided to do.

"Does this bore you Yennefer?" You questioned.

"Small towns are boring in nature," she stated. "This shall be the most excitement they will ever experience in their lives."

For someone who was the picture of beauty in every sense of the word, she rarely smiled and rarely found joy in anything. Yennefer could do things that the average sorceress could only dream of doing, but there was always something she yearned for, something always out of her reach. She wanted beauty, she wanted power, now she wanted a child. Even when her goals seemed impossible, she somehow found them but to have a child of her own seemed unlikely, not that you could ever admit that to her.

"What do you gain from this?" You asked. "If you do not gain joy from this, what is the point?"

"It passes the time."

A majority of the town were in the room, nude with an exception of a mask each, all entwined with one another in a heap of sweat and sexual moans. Only you and Yennefer were dressed, although also donning masks, sat upon a plush bench, watching the scene unfold before you.

"We came here to gain the money you needed, would it not make sense to move onto a new town, one more welcoming to us, to work for the money?" You offered. "This will not help you get any closer to a child."

"I do not need your sense," she frowned. "We shall continue here, enjoying the town. There is no shame in taking happiness in what we can do to them as we plan our next move."

You nodded your head, not wishing to argue. Even as a sorceress yourself, you knew full well that Yennefer could overpower you, and feared she wouldn't hesitate if she felt she needed to.

"As long as you are happy."

~*~

Written by Charlotte.

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