The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Shisou]

"M-m-m-m-y-y-y w-w-w-hat?"

[Zevran]

Zevran frowns, brow furrowing. "You do not..? Ah, perhaps there is another name for it here. A safe word is a word, phrase or gesture that a lover can use to compel their partner to cease. Or, in some cases, there might be a hard and soft safe word; the hard is to say 'stop right now, something is very wrong' while the soft is 'slow down, pause or change things up but I don't want to stop entirely.' Does that...?"

[Shisou]

"I u-u-u-u-s-s-sually j-j-j-just s-s-s-say i-i-i-f s-s-s-s--some-t-t-thing is wr-r-r-r-ong." Shisou shrugs. "W-w-w-e d-d-d-don't h-h-h-hav-e f-f-f-f-anc-c-c-y w-w-w-w-ords."

[Zevran]

Clicking his tongue in disapproval, Zevran shakes his head. "Non, that is unsafe and improper. In the heat of things, especially if doing a scene or power play, it's very important to have a clear and preemptively agreed upon cue. In my case, my hard word-- phrase technically-- is 'Bastion's mercy.' Somewhat of a traditional one, to be honest. For soft, I use 'sip, not gulp.' Long story there," he adds with a chuckle. And aside from the poisoning and the arson, a very amusing one.

[Shisou]

Shisou flushes. "I-ii-i-i-i-i-i-i.... u-u-u-u-um... I-i-i a-a-a-a-a-aa-m p-p-p-pr-r-r-r-e-t-t-tt-y q-q-q-q-quiet d-d-d-dur-r-r-rring... B-b-b-b-b-b-ec-c-c-c-ca-a-ause o-o-o-o-o-of..." He gestures up towards his mouth, looking away.

[Zevran]

"Can you whistle? Or hum?" Zevran asks after a moment's pondering.

[Shisou]

Shisou nods, humming softly. 

[Zevran]

"If we keep it simple, we could perhaps have some fun with that," Zevran offers.

[Shisou]

"Oo-o-o-o-oh?"

[Zevran]

"Mmmh." Zevran nods, the hand under the water loosening its grip in order to lightly stroke the curve of Shisou's hip. "A whistle for hard,and perhaps-- how do you feel about dogs?"

[Shisou]

"...D-d-d-d-dogs?"

[Zevran]

Zevran nods, clearly amused by the perplexity on Shisou's face. "Forming words can be hard for anyone when they're in sub-space; ah, that is, when they are in that sort of mindset wherein submission has become peace, obedience contentment and discomfort a joy." He makes a face to acknowledge his tangenting and continues, "but my idea was that perhaps you could, hmm, whine a tune or some such."

[Shisou]

"I d-d-d-d--don't n-n-n-n-n-e-e-eed a-a--all th-that m-m-m-m-much. I j-j-j-j-j-j-just w-w-w-want y-y-y-yyou t-t-t-t-o f-f-f-f-f-fuck m-m-m-e."

[Zevran]

Zevran opens his mouth but just lets it hang for a few seconds before laughing softly. "I did rather get, ah, focused, mmh?" He offers an apologetic smile, though his eyes are somber. "Your pardon, sweetie, it's a topic of some..." He shakes his head. It's important but it can wait for a lazy afternoon."

[Shisou]

Shisou nods. "I w-w-w-w-w-w-w-want t-t-t-to kn-kn-know a--aa-a-all a-a-a-abb-b-b-bout i-i-it wh-wh-when w-w-we-'re n-n-n-n-not n-n-n-n-nnak-k-ked a-a-a-a-and hh-h-h-h-horn-n-ny."