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curious what lemon eyes is for the wip game! ^.^

Ahh you've found a music-inspired fic!! This one is a fem!Laiden one-shot based on the music (not the video, though it is great) for Meg Myers' Lemon Eyes. I highly recommend the song, because not only is it a banger with a killer baseline, it makes the inspiration for this make much more sense. And Myers is gorgeous. All the italics sections are lyrics and everything after the ~~ is an outline, just to make it all make sense.

For @yolki-palki and @whyzowl as well as my anons. Lemon Eyes for everybody, I hope you enjoy!!

Summary: Aiden is a green-eyed monster and one bitter baby wolf is going to be hers, no matter how much conniving it takes. She’s maybe a little bit obsessed.

You're so bitter, bitter, bitter, yellow

Settle, settle, got to settle down okay

In retrospect, Aiden should have known that chasing after Lambert was going to be something entirely different from every other hunt. As far as she’s experienced, there isn’t a being alive that wants to be left alone more than the beautiful, vulgar wolf does, and definitely none that pull out such a variety of defenses. Animals? They’re simple, really. They run, they strike, they hide, but none of them can outpace her. Monsters are the same, with longer claws and bigger teeth. Humans think they’re different, but all they can do when faced with something like Aiden is put other humans in between them and their death. It never works, of course. They fall on her blades like all the rest, choking on their own blood.

Lambert is something else entirely.

For one, Aiden very much wants to take her alive. Even imagining the pretty wolf’s life snuffed out makes her heart clench, and the idea of that precious, sweet blood on her hands damn near makes it give out entirely. For another, Lambert is miles more creative than any beast. She’s tried to drive Aiden away with a million tactics, each more clever and enticing than the last —it’s the only thing Lambert hasn’t quite figured out, if the continued attempts are any indication. Every single fucking thing the wolf does makes Aiden want her.

She remembers the swearing came first. All through their fight with the ogre and through getting a reward from that stingy-ass alderman. Lambert insulted everything around her in languages Aiden barely even recognized, with phrases long enough to fill every gap between her breaths as she cut the big, ugly bastard to pieces. And then she’d turned her vicious tongue on Aiden, and she’d been sold.

Then came the ice wall. Probably some Wolf tactic, knowing what she knew about the stiff witchers from Guxart’s tales, but Lambert wasn’t very good at it. The pretty wolf had every skill in the book except for silence, and thank the gods for it. It slipped ever so nicely into the second round of verbal assaults and series of increasingly convoluted abandonments.

Aiden almost laughed at the irony, three weeks before, at the next phase: Lambert trying to pay an imaginary debt. As if money was the only reason Aiden stuck around, as if every treat and trinket she bought, made, or stole had a price attached. Lambert tried to pay her in coin, in equivalent returns, and she’d refused them until the clever wolf tried to pay it on her back. Aiden is many things, but she’s not good enough to pass it up when Lambert spreads her pale thighs so prettily and invites her between them. It’s quickly become her favorite pastime, especially when Lambert starts melting into it.

~gratuitous sex scene where Lambert brats to an extraordinary degree until Aiden turns her into a literal puddle of goop~

Listen, listen, you listen, yellow

It's a killer, a killer, a killer, jealousy

Aiden and Lambert continue to travel together somewhat begrudgingly, as Aiden keeps trying to get closer to this fascinating wolf witcher. They keep fucking and it keeps being amazing, but Lambert treats it like any other fuck —a matter of convenience— while Aiden is falling deeper and deeper into love (and a little obsession). It all comes to a head when she watches a whore flirting with Lambert, and Lambert takes her up on the offer. Needless to say, Aiden is pissed. She proposes a three way. The whore (whose name is actually Julia) has the strangest fuck of her life, because yeah, the pussy is A1 and STD-free, but two witchers just fucked each other through her for like, an hour.

I bet you wanna walk away, run away, look away, turn away

Shit gets real weird. Lambert keeps turning Aiden down —not just for sex, but everything else. She eats by herself, gets her own room in towns, takes contracts alone, and it’s driving Aiden insane because she was so close to getting her baby wolf right where she wanted her. So Lambert is running, and Aiden keeps chasing, and they have a big nasty fight bc Aiden will not leave Lambert alone. Lambert probably brings out her weapons and tries to cut Aiden out of her life for real.

Honey you can't hide

They……… kiss and make up. Tearful, bloody, in-the-woods fucking. Idk, I’ll figure it out.

Lemon eyes, all mine

#berry's games #berry's fics #the witcher #the witcher fanfiction #witcher aiden #lambert #laiden

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