The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

[Isabela]

Isabela reaches out to ruffle Marian's hair. "Pup... What's gotten into you today?"

[Haliel Lightsong]

"Ah," Haliel says, understanding filling her eyes. "You need to..." She makes a vague gestures with her hands. 

[Zevran]

"Ah indeed," Zevran says with a faint smile. "I gather you are in need of such things more often than before?"

[Marian Hawke]

Marian's breath catches in her throat, and she swallows. "I-- I can manage without," she squeaks. 

[Isabela]

"Sure, but if you're this uncomfortable, we might as well lend a hand."

[Zevran]

"I would certainly not object. Your form is fetching and you are still you, so it is far from a hardship to spend time with you." He grins a little. "Truth be told, I find myself curious as to the... details of your new body and would delight in discovering them with you."

[Isabela]

Seeing her pup hesitate, Isabela offers, "We don't have to if you don't want to. If you're still recovering from... all that business in Orzammar."

[Marian Hawke]

"No, no, I can handle it," she replies quickly. 

[Zevran]

"I have helped others recover from... similar," Zevran says quietly. "We will go at the speed you wish, and stop when you ask. You have my word. We need not do much today. Slow is also good."

[Marian Hawke]

"I-- I wasn't-- I don't want to-- I wasn't going to try anything for a while," she whispers, cheeks burning with shame. "I went so fast before, I thought maybe I shouldn't-- but I can't seem to get my mind off it today."

[Haliel Lightsong]

"Perhaps you could... self-stimulate?" Haliel offers with a bluff.

[Marian Hawke]

"I-- I did. This morning, while you were asleep. It um, it only helped a little," she admits. 

[Zevran]

As Haliel ponders that little reveal, Zevran shrugs. "If you are comfortable with it, we can try. If you wish to stop, that will be fine with us. Or if you prefer," he glances at Isabela. "I would not mind one-on-one."

[Marian Hawke]

Marian shifts a little. "Maybe... Tanna was female, seemed female, so maybe, just you would be better? But-- but not my mouth," she adds with a shudder. 

[Zevran]

"I will do my utmost to make it your pleasure," Zevran says softly, reaching out slowly to run his fingers through her hair.