After all the spiders were dead Stella was worn out to the bone and even cleaning out her wounds didn't effect her tired mood. Stella could barely even get up on Agata who seemed so happy to see her alive and Geralt made sure to hug Stella tightly after all was said and done. Agata licked her face as she got on Roach, Stella wrapped her arms around Geralt's waist and snuggled into him to get comfortable. Jaskier was going to ride Agata to the town and since Agata didn't really need any guiding so all he had to do was hold on to her. Stella was telling Marek about everything they did all the way up until she was almost to tired to talk. Stella was leaning fully on Geralt and he didn't mind it. Having her back was amazing. Yennefer was actually starting to understand why he liked her so much. She still wasn't happy about it and neither was Marek who was glaring at Geralt once in a while.

"I never seen anyone run fast, if it wasn't for Jaskier sleeping with that married woman and getting caught we wouldn't have been able to kill that giant centipede! He saved the whole town by distracting it unintentionally. Wearing nothing but that bed sheet," Stella laughed tiredly.

"Stella! I said I never wanted to speak of that again!" Jaskier said laughing in embarrassment.

"You did great work someone had to notice it," she said as tiredly.

After a couple of minutes she fell asleep and he could feel her grip weaken around his waist. He was happy that she was alive. Just one more minute and she would have died. He was so grateful for her and the feeling of loss was no longer there. He was happy that annoying bard was there to and he even smiled at him when he looked at him to let him know he was happy he was alive to.

"I want you to part ways with her Geralt," Marek informed after a heavy silence.

"Sounds like a great idea, she seems to have gotten less hurt on her own," yennefer butted in.

"Not going to happen," Geralt answered.

"Before you start fighting over Stella, your daughter is amazing and Geralt would literally do anything to help her, so would I honestly even if it meant she hated me for the rest of her life. Geralt had plenty of chances to hurt her and never did that," Jaskier informed.

"I would rather have that bard marry her Geralt. She has been threw enough and I doubt you would sacrifice monster hunting for her. You weren't there for her lowest lows and I was. I know what she needs," Marek put in.

"I was there when her blood father almost raped her. You weren't, or when she killed him, both of us were. Your daughter was forced to drink love potions not one bottle but six and it nearly killed her. I almost did something unspeakable to her so she would stop screaming in pain and stop begging me to end her life! I had to pin her down to a bed for hours seeing her in pain and crying. I don't ever want to see her like that ever again," he informed.

"I don't want her to be with one of us witchers Geralt. Our lived are not suitable for her alright. I want her to have children, a real family not one that is just bits and pieces of others. She almost died Geralt, she already lost one child at a very young age and I want to give her a chance to have another one with a man that she can rely on. Not one that might die at any moment due to hate or fear or by a monster attack," he explained.

"You adopted Stella, we can do that to. Jaskier is basically her child as well, she defends him like how any mother would," he stated.

"Hey!" Jaskier protested.

"It's true Jaskier leave it," Geralt almost growled.

Yennefer sighed as she was going to get into this. She didn't want to but she guessed it was true that a witcher could stop being a witcher and change. Seeing Stella fight next to the two people she trusted the most even though she was hurt made her realize how important they were to her.

"Instead of fighting over who is right why not think of what she wants. It's clear to me she would do anything for one of you. I maybe heartless but she really shows how much she cares and you two are fighting over her like she is a pile of meat. I know you all hate me but I have to speak my mind, all of you are so annoying," Yennefer informed.

Neither one of them talked Stella the whole trip back into town Marek took Stella off of Roach and carried her into the inn. He already had a room but he got five more, he wasn't going to let Stella Sleep anywhere near Geralt. He hated the thought of Stella regretting her life and wishing she had children. But she could always adopt, it wasn't a bad thing but bad things always followed witchers. Marek laid her down in the bed and smiled as he covered her up with a blanket. This reminded him of the first time he ever met Stella.

When he took her home she was quite, she was scared of him and didn't want to be with him but Marek loved her. Even when she hit him when he tried to give her hugs or when she ran away several times he still loved her. He knew how hard her life was and was prepared to try everything to make her feel loved and safe. She hated him for three months straight even when he nursed her back to health she hated him. But now they were as thick as thieves, he did promise her to stop monster hunting but when she went off hunting so did he every year. This time she caught him in the act and he was going to have to explain himself.

"You aren't sleeping in my daughter's room," Marek informed as he could smell Geralt behind him.

"I wasn't planning on it," Geralt informed.

"I smell you on her Geralt, so you have been sleeping with her," he informed.

"Next to her not with but your afraid I'm going to take your daughter by force," he stated.

"She is my little girl," he said softly.

Geralt looked at her softly even though he didn't want to leave her he was going to. He had the necklace he gave her and held onto it tightly. This was actually going to hurt him, he never let anyone effect him but he knew her father his best friend and brother was never going to let him have her. He walked over to the nightstand and put her necklace on it. He didn't want to let it go, he didn't want to let her go.

"You are going to have to kill me in order for me to leave her. I don't care if you hate me for loving her but I do love her. I know I only known her for a couple of months but that's all I needed to know. You may not like it but honestly I don't give a fuck," he said as Marek looked up at him.

"I know... treat her good Geralt," he said as he paused.

"Just like that?" Geralt asked.

"You wouldn't have made that deal with the person who almost killed her, if you didn't love her. But if you hurt her I will kill you," he informed.

"I will gladly let you do it to," Geralt said as Marek left her alone with him.

Marek wasn't happy but if it was what Stella wanted she was going to get it. Maybe she would see being with witcher was a bad idea. He knew all the witchers but maybe they changed over the last fourteen years like he did.

Geralt took off his armor and took off his shirt. He took off his boots and set them near the bed before laying down next to Stella on top of the covers.. He was going to take a bath but he wanted to be next to her the most. He was hoping he didn't smell to bad that he woke up Stella who desperately needed rest from fighting. He just laid next to her and tried to sleep. After a couple of hours he fell asleep, he normally was a deep sleeper but woke up when he felt I lite kiss on his cheek. He woke up to find Stella was awake and snuggled closely to him even though he was on top of the blanket.

"Hi," she smiled.

"I was sleeping," he said softly.

"I know, you normally sleep like a log. I didn't mean to wake you up. Why do you always look so sad when you wake up?" She asked as she touched his face softly.

"I have hunted monsters for a long time and the nights were restless. Sometimes dreams are better then real life but when I am with you I dream of losing you. One night I dreamt I ended your life now every time I close my eyes I see your blood on my hands," he said as he touched her long black hair.

"You wouldn't hurt me," she smiled.

"Yennefer almost made me, if you didn't kick me off of you, you probably would have died and I would have never forgiven myself for it. I would have hunted that witch down until the end of my days until I killed her or until another witcher did. I was also right, your father doesn't like me being around you. He knows how witchers are, we don't live very long you know," he informed as he let her hair go.

"Neither will I, we might have prolonged lives but I still love you. You never told me you were trying to court me Geralt of Rivia," she said with a soft smile.

"Jaskier?" He asked.

"In his defense he thought we were going to die," she smiled.

"Hmm, I'm glad you didn't," he said as she looked at him lovingly.

"Thank you for waiting for me, I know I was difficult," she sighed.

"I would have waited for you for life times," he informed as he touched her face.

"Well you will never have to wait for me," she smiled as she kissed him softly. But it started getting heated.

He moved the blanket and rolled on top of her. He felt a fire he never felt with anyone before and he wanted more of it. They broke the kiss and they looked into each other's eyes for a moment. He wanted more but what if she was still healing?

"Geralt, it will all be okay. I want this with you. If I panic I can just say stop," she informed as she held his face in her soft hands.

"Okay, hopefully your father won't barge in, he was actually my best friend when we were training," he informed as she smiled.

"Well hopefully not, would be strange," she smiled as she pulled him in for a kiss.

Geralt was trying to hold back his lust he had but it was mixing in with the love he felt for her. She started taking off her torn clothing and he finished he frantically started undoing his pants but stopped to help Stella get undressed. At first she quickly covered herself up again feeling shy as they were getting more intimate with with him.

"Maybe we should take this slower," he said softly.

She looked down a bit but removed the blanket then took off her pants and shoes. She got on top of him and straddled him as she un buttoned his pants the rest of the way. He took off his pants and started kissing her roughly.

Marek was in the room next to there's hearing everything. He wanted to barge in and separate them. They were going at it as if this was the last time they were ever going to see each other again. At this point he was surprised the bed wasn't broken yet. He regretted giving Geralt the okay know since he sounded like he was ripping Stella apart. His little girl was definitely not a little girl any more but it angered him that she chose his best friend instead of some guy that could give her children.

Marek would have rather have the bard even though he didn't like him that much and he seemed to act like a child also slept around a lot, he still would have preferred him. At least she was happy at the moment, maybe to happy at this point. He was definitely going to have a talk with Geralt later about rough housing the women he slept with. Then he heard them roll off the bed and he rolled his eyes.

"God's Geralt, I'm going rip you off of her if you don't fucking stop!" He growled as he was now going to try to sleep.

"Stella," Geralt said breathlessly as he held her hips tightly so she could grind on him harder.

"I can do this all night," she smirked as she started kissing him again.

This was the third time and they would stop for a break for a bit but even after talking for a bit they couldn't keep there hands off of each other. Marek had to go into Geralt's empty room down the hall because he couldn't stand it any more.

After a couple of hours Stella had enough and fell asleep next to him. Geralt was more or less shocked that she had so much energy left after getting torn up so bad. He laid next to her as she was definitely going to be sleeping until noon tomorrow and was going to be walking a bit strange. He had claw marks going down his back from her and he left his marks on her to. She snuggled into him more and he kissed her forehead. He was going to be explaining that he was trying not to make any noise but Stella had other plans.

All the pent up energy he had was gone finally and hopefully he was going to be able to keep his composure more. Stella was going to make it hard to but he had to try to prevent this from happening again well prevent this when her father and Jaskier was around.

(Sorry this was kind of bad, I don't write smut well at all just excuse it lol sorry. First time writing something like this 😅)