Imprints in Stone [AU]

[Marian Hawke]

Marian glances down, giving a small smile. "...I hope... I hope I can. I think... maybe... I can. Now that I'm home."

[Varric]

"Love isn't only about sacrifice," Varric says mildly, always ready with words. "But nothing wrong with passion and joy either."

[Marian Hawke]

Later, upstairs, in private, Marian lets her form shift. With Cindy's help, and her eyes closed, she changes the form in the hat before allowing Beth inside: it looks mostly like her, mostly, sans one finger and with some additional weight around the middle, in the face, in the arms. More muscle, too, under the fat, but she's definitely rounder, with more defined curves than Beth recalls. 

She can't meet Beth's eyes as the healer gives her a physical, but to distract herself, she begins to talk to her sister: "So, this boy... you're really alright with him? I had thought you weren't interested in men."

[Bethany]

"I... I'm not, exactly," Beth says slowly, seriously as she gets started. "But I'm interested in Don. I... I would never ask him to change but I can't say I wouldn't mind if his cock turned into an innie. But even as is..." She shrugs a little. "His mind, his personality... most of his body... all of it's great. Wonderful. I love his fur and his smile. His hands and back and butt. His tail, his eyes, his tongue. I can deal with him having a cock, it's just a small part of him really. Err, comparative to his entire body, he's not, like... anyway."

[Marian Hawke]

"It's... different, with men," says Marian slowly. "They're not like us. Passion makes them... rough, sometimes. It all feels more urgent to them, they push faster. It's best to discuss things ahead of time, make sure you know what you're doing before he gets into things. And it... can hurt, sometimes. That's normal, they say. You'll want to stand firm on your boundaries, not let him push you into things you didn't want."

[Bethany]

Bethany wrinkles her nose. "Don... Don's sweet," she says softly. "I explained that I can't... fuck-fuck. You know, vagainal penatration. I have... my cunny clamps down, really, really painfully, if I get at all nervous or upset. It's a medical condition, one that some people just... have. But there's treatment for it, just not a fast one." Short of polymorphing the muscles but only fools or the mad try that sort of thing. So many complications with spot morphing like that it's not even funny. "So we're sticking to oral and anal for now. Well, oral and hands for right now, but anal soon."

[Marian Hawke]

"Anal is. ah. It's painful," admits Hawke, blushing faintly. "You might not want to... just, be prepared. If you can, drink willowbark ahead of time, it helps dull the pain."

[Bethany]

"It's not that bad," Beth says, startled. "I-" She blushes a little, though her lips are trying to curve. "I've not... with a male, exactly, but... you know Zevran and Isabela, right? Well, Zevran is... skilled. Experienced. And Isabela... wow. Just... gods, have you seen her hips? Those legs? I could spend an entire afternoon, just licking her from toe to pus-" 

[Marian Hawke]

"Me too," says Hawke with a small grin. "But... boys are different. Girls with toys are still girls. Boys are... rougher. It hurts more. And they're wider than, than a finger or a toy. That matters too."

[Bethany]

"I dunno... Zevran was really gentle. And Don has been too. It- Isabela's toy wasn't that much smaller than Zevran's... cock," she says with a blush. "And Don's is closer still. Catfolks aren't that big, but they make up for it by being... textured. Zevran said the four keys to good sex are lube, patience, foreplay and lube. And that goes double for anal, because nature didn't intend for us to be that horny. I mean creative."

[Marian Hawke]

"Just be careful," she sighs. "I don't want you getting hurt. If you... if you ever feel... abandoned, I guess, or used by him, come to me, okay? I'll be here for you."

[Bethany]

"Of course," Bethany says softly. "You're my big sis." She continues her checkup for a moment, then asks, "when... the way you talked about it... did you..?"

[Marian Hawke]

"With Drake," she says softly. "Yeah."

[Bethany]

"...Drake was kind of a dick though," Bethany says with a shrug. "How... I mean... it sounds like that wasn't any good. Was... any of it good?"

[Marian Hawke]

"It was... I don't know," she sighs. "It was alright. It hurt. I bled, some. I preferred the fooling around we did before, when I wouldn't let him, you know, do it. But he talked me into it."