The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

[NPCs]

"Alright, that's good," Roland says encouragingly. "I assume you like her looks too? Enjoy spending time with her? Chatting about stuff and so on?"

[Carver Amell]

He nods, mutely, keenly aware of his dragon's beginning to stir. "Yes, sir."

[NPCs]

Roland swallows a snicker. "Dragon a bit restless," the elf asks in a low voice, leaning in. "Perfectly normal for your age, laddo. Perfectly normal. You know how to lull it back to sleep?"

[Carver Amell]

He shakes his head, eyes eager.

[NPCs]

"Well, you got three basic options," Roland says, still keeping his voice down, more for Carver's peace of mind than his own. "First option- ignore it. Works best if it's just a little restless, you're alone or you're older. Second option, distract. Focus on something boring or gross, bit your lip a little- well, most people. Some people like a little pain in their sex, so if that's you, you'll have to find another tactic. But pain, boredom, focusing on something tiring or mentally taxing, nausea, cold- cold's a great one, if the dragon is in full rampage and option three is off the table, then a cold pain? Works a charm, your dragon does not like to be chilly and will retreat into your body as best it can for warmth. The third option is jerking off." 

He makes a hand motion, one that Carver might well be familiar with thanks to Jadan. "Make sure you use a lotion or oil, massage oil works great but any kind of oil that's safe to cook with is fine. And keep in mind that you're going to spurt off at the end, so watch the mess. Major foul, leaving that stuff lying around somewhere, always clean up after yerself. Obviously, sating the dragon works the best but it requires at least five, ten minutes alone and the right set-up so it's not always possible. And at your age, it might not work for all that long if you go right back into whatever lured it out to hunt in the first place."

[Carver Amell]

Carver nods, slowly. "And that's... okay to do? I don't... I don't know the rules for boys."

[NPCs]

"Yeah, it's fine, perfectly normal and healthy. Just remember to use the lotion or oil, otherwise you'll chafe up your dragon and that's not a thing any lad should have to suffer first, uh, hand," Roland assures him. "Biggest rule about sex I can give you? Long as everyone involved, from participants to witnesses to the people that own the shit you're using, in or on, are okay with what you get up to? Go to town."

[Carver Amell]

Carver nods, slowly, but he's biting his bottom lip as he does, deep in thought. There's a slight frown to his expression, as though he's still struggling with something in particular.

[NPCs]

"Hey?" He waits a beat to get some attention, then smiles warmly. "It's okay. Right now, this is... consider this talk a sacred trust sort of thing. You can ask anything you like and I won't hold it against you afterwards, alright?"

[Carver Amell]

"It's just..." he says, hesitantly. "Beth reacted badly when I told her I'd... um.. done stuff with my fiance. And... Merrill reacted badly when I asked her about doing stuff. So it kinda seems like... like it's bad to do stuff to girls. Like it hurts them or it's... it's damaging. Like I shouldn't want to."

[NPCs]

"From what I've gathered, she- sorry, Bethie was objecting because of who was doing the doing, not the doing itself." He quickly holds up a hand. "Never met the guy, not getting into that right now. Just saying Bethie ain't no blushing virgin herself, so she clearly doesn't seem to think sex is always bad. I can attest myself that many a woman has very much enjoyed herself in my company. Merrill...." He sighs. "Well, I'm just guessing mind you, but I think she mighta been... hurt some. Sexually. From what I gather, she was left to fend fer herself for a long while, with no-one caring iffen anyone took advantage of that. If all the... tea anyone's ever given you was poisoned, of course you'd think tea was bad, yeah?"

[Carver Amell]

Still, Carver hesitates. "Beth seemed so... disgusted. That he would... that I would... But she always hated him. So maybe you're right. But it just seems like... like there's more to it than that."

[NPCs]

"Well.. tell me more about what she said?" Roland suggests. "Unless you just want to talk to her directly about it. which would get you better answers as to why she disapproved. I mean, I can guess but..."

[Carver Amell]

"She s-said he sh-shouldn't be touching m-me," he stammers, looking away. "She said it was sick, wrong."

[NPCs]

"Got that part, but did she say why?"