Tales of a Child Eternal [NSFW]

[Helene Dakesh]

"This one will-- I will try. This is all very strange." They take a deep breath, trying to relax. 

[Tethras Clan]

"Do you want to stop and do something else?" Zevran asks gently. "We can work our way up to that.

[Helene Dakesh]

Helene pauses, then nods. "I think... maybe less adventurous is better, for today." Assuming there will be another day.

[Tethras Clan]

"Then another time," he says firmly, kissing them again. "Have you tried elven kissing yet?"

[Helene Dakesh]

"I am unfamiliar with the terminology," they say, slowly. "Kissing without.. meat involved?" 

[Tethras Clan]

"Ah, no," Zevran says with a faint smile. "Kissing with... describing it does it little justice. May I demonstrate?" he requests. That would explain why they did not respond when I kissed them earlier. I would have thought Sharron would have... well.

[Helene Dakesh]

"Yes," they say, looking up at him with... is that adoration? Huh.

[Tethras Clan]

"You humble me," he murmurs softly, kissing their lips softly. Mouth still close to theirs, he whispers, "let your lips part a little." Once Helene complies, he slips the tip of his tongue into their mouth to flick against their tongue.

[Helene Dakesh]

They start a little, pulling back only to ask, "Do I-- what do I do with mine? Please," they add, worried about seeming rude or over-eager.

[Tethras Clan]

"You can start with just mimicking or mirroring what I do," Zerran suggests. "Be careful not to cut your tongue on your partner's teeth, particularly if they're a more meat-inclined race. And don't stick it too deep into their mouths- similar to brushing your teeth, you don't want to make them gag."

[Helene Dakesh]

Helene nods. "Alright. I will." Barely have they finished speaking before they press their lips to Zevran's eagerly. 

[Tethras Clan]

Zevran chuckles softly but eagerly allows the kiss to resume. Fond of kissing, check. Cupping their bottom, he lifts them up so he can back up and sit on the cot.

[Helene Dakesh]

They start a little, but then push their tongue into his mouth, timidly mimicking his motions as they get the hang of it. You can trust Madam Zevvy. You can always trust him.

[Tethras Clan]

Once on the cot, Zevran lays back so Helene is straddling him across his abdomen. "Rock your hips against me," he murmurs before returning to kissing and kneading their bum.

[Helene Dakesh]

They obey orders, pleasantly surprised to find his sapling growing upright much as Sharran's had. He's not lying, they realize with some giddy relief, redoubling their efforts with their tongue.