Under Darkness [AU]

[Tethras Clan]

Merrill shakes herself, coming out of her memory. "I like this potion," she mumbles as she nods. Reaching down, she lifts the bottom of his robe up carefully, as if to try and avoid wrinkling the fabric.

[GamesMaster]

A moment flashes before his eyes: a boy, his own age at the time, both of them barely sixteen, stealing away into a broom closet at the orphanage. The boy had lifted his robes and slid underneath, his pouty, kissable lips closing around Anders' member-- 

He pushes aside the memory, but the damage is done. His penis recalls just how very, very long it's been since it had any attention from outside parties, rising just a bit more, making a notable bulge in his undergarments. 

[Tethras Clan]

Merrill finishes pulling the robe up, bunching it into one hand, then reaches in to pull his undergarments aside. She pauses, glancing up. "I'm supposed to check," she informs him solemnly. "Because consent is very, very important. Is this okay?"

[GamesMaster]

"Yes," he whispers, feeling dirty, ashamed, at how very okay this feels. 

[Tethras Clan]

Merrill pulls the undergarment aside and studies his penis for a long moment. "It's flesh," she finally says, tone slightly lighter. "I'll remember that. It's flesh.  And pretty," she adds as she readjusts his clothing. "Thank you."

[GamesMaster]

"Pretty," he chokes out. "Did you-- need to touch it?" Gods above what am I doing.

[Tethras Clan]

Merrill pauses, considering. "May I?"

[GamesMaster]

Gods, gods yes, gods. "Yes." He swallows. 

[Tethras Clan]

Merrill nods, then moves his undergarments out of the way. She trails a finger along the shaft, her expression focused and almost clinical, as if she were the healer and preferring some test or examination. After going the length twice, she wraps her fingers gently but firmly around him. "Flesh," she declares. "Soft. Warm. No edges," she adds, voice softer.

[GamesMaster]

He lets out a strangled noise, his member showing just how much of his attention she has right now. His warm, very fleshy member twitches faintly in her hand, and it's all he can do to keep breathing, staring straight ahead, his heart racing. This, Anders, is quite probably the worst thing you have ever done in your life.

[Tethras Clan]

She gives it one last squeeze, then starts tucking him away. Which takes three tries, given his... condition. Looking up at him, she smiles. "Thank you. I know that was probably very strange. And... maybe wrong to ask. But it helps to know you're not... that you're like Zevran, not them."

[GamesMaster]

"ah-huh," he manages, swallowing hard. "Ah. I mean. I'm glad I could-- could help you with this--" A deep breath, then he lets it out. 

[Tethras Clan]

Merrill studies him for a moment. "Would you like to go into the bathroom for a bit?" she offers.

[GamesMaster]

"Quite," he stammers out. "If you-- if you're sure you're alright by yourself."

[Tethras Clan]

"I have Silence," the elf says placidly, hugging the mabari close. The mabari that is studying Anders rather intently. Almost... warningly.