Every inch of her skin was tingling violently, her heart raced and her breaths were hived pants.
After the war, Triss, with Geralt and Ciri, went on to a shrine.
She imagined Geralt won't be happy about that when he woke up.
When Triss turned her head and looked up, she met his intent gaze.
That first moment when she turns her head to see Geralt standing next to her, CDPR captured that moment perfectly.
She was trembling and could only plead his name unintelligibly and press back against him, needing him to fill her again, craving the release that had been at hand and was now eluding her.