Dite's Decadent Delights, Wednesday

[ohvalleyofpenis]

Jaskier wasn't actually working today, but,he was in the shop to enjoy the blessed air conditioning.

Also to see if literally any clothing remained for him to 'borrow', but alas. All that seemed to still be there were the edible underwear. Which, tempting, but undoubtedly more trouble than it was worth.

He was just going to have to make due here.

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[long_memory]

Silver had officially lost all three of his shirts. He was actually out in the godawful heat to buy a new shirt from somewhere when he passed the den of iniquity and was reminded of what he promised Lucifer.

So there he was in the sex store, shirtless and sweaty.

You're welcome, Jaskier.

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"Well, hello there!" The view now was just perfect

[long_memory]

"Something has been stealing my clothes." He was now scared to take off his pants as he only had a few pairs of those as well. "It's very inconvenient."

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"And here I was beginning to wonder if I was the only one," he replied. "Or if I had a crazed fan."

[long_memory]

"You are very much not the only one," he said. "I have no shirts left. I'm worried about the survival of my pants."

At least this was a lesson for him. That he needed to own more than three outfits.

[ohvalleyofpenis]

Jaskier eyed those pants critically. "Hmmm. Yes, I see your dilemma."

Nah, he was ogling.

[long_memory]

Silver sighed, but there was a smile there if you looked close enough. Or weren't busy eye fucking him.

"I told Lucifer I'd visit this place," he said, only now taking a good look around. "He has some concerns about me being a prude."

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"Well then, we'll have to prove him wrong, won't we?"

Also make his very first sale here!

[long_memory]

Jaskier, you were asking a lot expecting Silver to buy things he thought he had no use for.

"I'm not quite so sure why I'm so offended by the idea of being called a prude," Silver admitted. "It's not like I've ever received any complaints in that area."

[ohvalleyofpenis]

C'MON, ONE FLESHLIGHT, SILVER.

"Do go on."

[long_memory]

A WHAT NOW???

"Go on about...my sex life?" he asked. "It's rather non-existent at the moment."

[ohvalleyofpenis]

MAYBE THE BOX BLASTER 9000?

"See, now perhaps that is why he called you a prude. Not that I think there is anything wrong with a dry spell. Sometimes it's creatively stimulating."

[long_memory]

"It wasn't a dry spell until I got here. I have someone back in Nassau...three hundred years ago." Probably two someone's if he got his act together!

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"And who is this mystery person?" So Jaskier could write a time-crossed ballad for them.

[long_memory]

"Her name is Madi." And she would absolutely hate to have a ballad written for her. "She's a princess."

Not helping the ballad thing, Silver.

[ohvalleyofpenis]

What about a bawdy tavern song insteaf?

Jaskier looked as though Silver had said the most adorable thing in the world. "Now, just to be clear, is this a pet name or actual princess slumming it thing?"

[long_memory]

"Actual princess slumming it." Clearly Madi was out of her mind to want someone like Silver.

[ohvalleyofpenis]

The delighted noise Jaskier made was loud and high as he scrambled to find his notebook and pen. "I need to know everything."

[long_memory]

The noise caused Silver to jump, and look extremely confused. "What--why?"

What did this have to do with sex toys?

[ohvalleyofpenis]

They'd get to that later!

"For historical record, of course."

[long_memory]

Historical record is how he ended up with a chain restaurant, Jaskier.

"There really isn't much to tell," he said. "She and my captain are allies in a war and I'm the mediator between the two of them. We got close."

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"Love on the battlefield," he gasped. None of this made it less romantic, Silver. None of it.

[long_memory]

"Ah, well, not so much fighting coming from me," he said, looking down at his lack of leg. "The last battle Madi and I stayed in the back while Flint fought."

And then Flint dramatically came out of the smoke covered in blood and stared at Silver very intently. It was very strange. Strange was the word Silver chose to go with.

[ohvalleyofpenis]

Not deeply arousing? Weird.

"Flint," Jaskier added into his notebook. "He is your dashing Captain?"

[long_memory]

"I never said he was dashing." Did he? Oh god, did he?