Imprints in Stone [AU]

[Bethany]

Bethany frowns. "Hurt... like uncomfortable or like hurt?" 

[Marian Hawke]

"Hurt, some. Mostly uncomfortable, but... near the end it hurt. It was fine. I could handle it. I've had a lot worse, since, but... just be careful."

[Bethany]

Bethany bites her lip, thinking slowly. "It..." She glances at Cindy. "It sounds like... you should talk with Zevran some. Go to some of his lectures too, but maybe one-on-one. He... he's an ex-slave. A pleasure slave mostly. He... he knows a lot about... sex. And rape. About how to... recover from it."

[Marian Hawke]

She flinches. "I... I've been, to one. But, Drake wasn't... I consented," she mumbles, blushing. 

[Bethany]

"...there's a concept that Zevran likes to talk about. I didn't get it at first either, but... it's called 'delighted consent.' See, just saying yes is... fine, but if you only say yes because you're badgered into it, or threatened, or feel obligated then... it's not really consent. You have to want to say yes for it to be really, truly consenting sex," Bethany says somberly.

[Marian Hawke]

"I did want to," she admits. "But I didn't want to get pregnant. And... this was the solution. He talked to some of the other guys and they suggested, uh, starting in front and finishing in the back, so there's enough lubricant. But it hurt anyway."

[Bethany]

"Wait, what? What do you mean, 'enough lubricant?' How much did he use when going vag?" Bethany asks, bewildered.

[Marian Hawke]

"He... didn't?" she says, confused. "We were young, we didn't... well, you know, there's nowhere to get that stuff in Golden Shores. Not without Mother knowing."

[Bethany]

Bethany snorts. "'course there is. Vegetable oil is just fine, though the taste isn't the greatest. Olive or grapeseed oil are better tasting, but pricer." She grins a little. "Bri, a friend- sorta- likes adding mint or catnip to oil for her lub. Adds some tingle and improves the taste. You know... if you want, I could get you some... well, a care package for the two of you."

[Marian Hawke]

"We, we have stuff, now, us two," she says, blushing. 

[Coquette Blacquin]

Cindy reaches out for Marian's hand, then. "There were shops in Raplin's Oak we visited together."

[Bethany]

"Good," Bethany says firmly. "Sex should be a good thing, for everyone. Or, well, most everyone. Dad's aces. Err, asexual?" She glances at Cindy, then back to Marian. "Not sure if you remember him telling us that way back. He's not into sex at all. Freaks him out a little, I think. But yeah, sex is great when it's done even decently. Hey, actually, once you two are a bit more recovered, I owe a birthday gift- I'll pay for a night- both of you- with Zevran and Isabela, if you want. It's, uh, wow. Wonderful. Magical and educational."

[Marian Hawke]

"What, really? The both of them?" asks Hawke, sounding awed. 

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Perhaps I should meet these people properly first," suggests Cindy, gently.

[Bethany]

"Of course," Bethany says easily, looking faintly surprised at that Cindy seems worried it might be an issue. "Zevran is the one that taught me about delighted consent- he won't have sex with someone, even if he's paid, if he doesn't think the person is eager to do it. He's super Ciren- only reason he doesn't take vows is that doesn't want to be bound to a temple long enough to get the training."