Imprints in Stone [AU]

[Tethras Clan]

"Yes we did. But there is more. Lubricants will help, as I noticed you are drier than is typical. That is honestly fairly common- or at least, I should say that I have found that nature is skimpy and additional assistance is a boon for most people." Zevran smiles warmly. "Even Isabela uses lubricants so do not feel it a slight against your femininity."

[Isabela]

"To be fair, I did not always. I wish I had started sooner," she jokes. 

[Tethras Clan]

Bethany sniffs a little, a bit of hope returning. "Quite so. And in this case, I have observed that the condition often diminishes with good experiences. The more nervous, the more you dread being penetration, the worse you tense and the worse it feels. I have seen people use a lubricant with a mild muscle relaxant in it to good effect. After a couple experiences with greatly decreased pain, the idea becomes less worrisome."

[Isabela]

"You'll need to inform your boy," Isabela realizes. "And -- I don't suppose he's a merikos troll or anything huge like that?"

[Bethany]

"Catfolk," Bethany murmurs absently, then winces as she realizes that makes it pretty damn obvious as to how it is. "Please don't say anything?" she pleads. "It would cause him a lot of trouble if..."

[Isabela]

But Isabela's wincing for another reason. "Have you, ah, seen a catfolk cock?" she asks, hesitantly. "They're... Well, I rather enjoy them, but..."

[Tethras Clan]

"They have nubs," Zevran explains. "Little bumps and such near the base. It can be... very stimulating, which some like and others do not."

[Bethany]

"Oh. Ummm. I... I like catfolk tongues?" Bethany offers weakly.

[Isabela]

"Oh good. That's promising," she agrees. "I can get you a toy that resembles that race, if you like, to practice with."

[Bethany]

Bethany blushes, but nods. "A-anything else?"

[Tethras Clan]

"It's mostly a matter of creating good, positive experiences with penetration, so your body and instincts learn that it's not scary and not dangerous," Zevran says gently. "If it was the result of trauma, then addressing that could help, I imagine, but such is not the case here."

[Isabela]

"Speaking of which," purrs Isabela, planting a kiss on Beth's neck as her hands inch upward. "Zevran, how about you grab some of that lubricant?"

[Bethany]

Bethany's breathing shudders. "Could... could we... play a bit without... first?" she asks.

[Tethras Clan]

"That sounds enjoyable, yes. You liked being licked, so perhaps you would like to taste ma'Bela while I taste you?" Bethany makes a desire-choked groan and wets her lips with an eager nod. "Then let us simply play for a bit..."

[Bethany]

Play goes well- very well- and eventually moves on to more... sex therapy. With the introduction of lubricant, they're able to successfully get Bethany off with two fingers fully inserted and another partially slipped in the opening. Breathing ragged and body still shuddering, the young woman smiles down at Isabela, whom she is laying atop. To the side, mostly out of sight, Zevran gently strokes Bethany's inner thighs as he withdraws his hand from her cleft. "That was... good," she murmurs, kissing the pirate queen's neck contentedly.