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[ombranera]

I will write back as soon as possible.

Regards, Zevran

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[disgracedchampion]

We have a number of misunderstandings between us, I do not want this to be another one so I was reluctant to say anything.

[This being an attempt to assuage his guilt was one of those misunderstandings.]

And I knew it would also mean being unable to see you for quite some time.

[ombranera]

There is little to misunderstand in this- you are...attempting to act nobly with the coin. I am certain Pel would be proud to hear it.

[ He, himself, feels a stirring of the same. ]

If this is what is taking your time- I do not begrudge you this.

[disgracedchampion]

It's a secret between us, yes?

[Recognition isn't what he wants really, or needs at the moment, attention should be limited.]

It isn't cold. [And men certainly are not unwanted in certain places.]

[ombranera]

None shall hear it from me.

[ He can promise that much. After all, he is known for his discretion. ]

The warmer climate agrees with you?

[disgracedchampion]

Thank you.

Ah, humidity and tan lines you mean? It will take some getting used to I think and the provocations.

[ombranera]

Oh, so you have found yourself some provocative company?

[ This is- this is good. A man is welcome to take his pleasures where he liked. ]

[disgracedchampion]

The ones that want to decorate me...n...n-no, that sort of thing is...

[ombranera]

Intimate. [ Zevran finishes. ] Something you would rather save for someone you feel close to.

[disgracedchampion]

Yes, well isn't that it? You'd want someone you'd trust with and do certain things to, how to say, draw out pleasure from the pain I suppose. It's difficult to feel at ease otherwise I think.

So I declined, naturally.

[ombranera]

Perhaps you will find such a person in Nevarra. As I have said: You are a remarkable man, certain to catch the eye of any discerning sort.

[disgracedchampion]

Ah, no, for such a thing I'm afraid I would have certain needs. There is an appeal, but it's not the reason I'm in Nevarra

[ombranera]

Business before pleasure, then? A wise choice.

[ Not at all settling that strangely possessive part of him either. Nope. ]

[disgracedchampion]

I imagine blood and arousal are things that should be reserved for special occasions only, not for business trips with questionable strangers.

[And he's supposed to be shy?]

[ombranera]

That tends to be the way of things with me- but however you choose to live, with or without? Is up to you.

[disgracedchampion]

The things that make your blood rush, your heart race, the tips of your fingers slightly numb? I certainly want such things, your books were very inviting!

[ombranera]

How many of them did you read through? I have quite a few.

[disgracedchampion]

Only the ones that were lying out the day you weren't feeling well, it helped pass the time reading about the sensual artistry that comes with being tied to a cross stand and whipped. Very informative.

[ombranera]

Aaaaah, those. I had been showing them to Merrill, she expressed some curiosity, though explaining what one gets out of being whipped and ordered around is difficult when the person you are explaining it to keeps interrupting to ask 'did THEY teach you this Zev?' and looking terribly sad all the while.

[disgracedchampion]

I can imagine. I don't think I've ever really thought so much about the ways one can stimulate the meatus of ones penis before now. You certainly favor the details, but I never understood...do you have those books for self instruction of for instructing others?

[ombranera]

My education was more...hands on, so to speak, and not entirely voluntary. [ Honesty, plain and simple. ] But there are some books of instruction that I might recommend if you find yourself wanting.

[disgracedchampion]

I...cannot imagine. [Perhaps if he'd been orphaned in the alienage long enough then he might have been able to. There was a time when he was young and pretty and that was highly sought after no matter what blood ran in your veins.] Ha, to try on myself you mean? That might be a disaster.

[ombranera]

Most humans can't. [ It is a sad possibility for most elves- and for all that were taken in by the Crows. Such is life. ] Truly? More for reading and learning what seems appealing, fuel for one's fantasies. There are some things you can do on your own but, like most kinds of sex, I find it is done best with a skilled partner.

[disgracedchampion]

I wasn't orphaned in the alienage long enough, so no.

I suppose books make better fuel for fantasies that desire fulfilment, I cannot imagine there is an elegant way to ask your partner where they stand on penis plugs and if that's something they would be willing to do. As an example.

[ombranera]

It is not even so simple a thing as being an orphan in an alienage. I was raised in a brothel by whores and was in no danger of much of what I learned in the Crows. Now the theory of sex was something I learned early for practicality's sake, but it differs wildly from the truth of such things.

[ They'd been good to him- as much as they could be. As much as anyone in Antiva could be to an orphan. ]

Well one can always drop it casually into a conversation and see how such things go. Another is to outline something you would like to see or try in the framing of describing a fantasy.

[disgracedchampion]

I...honestly do not know how to respond.

[It's not pity, pity was like having someone spit on your cheek. He'd witnessed plenty of coerced encounters as a child that tainted his own ideas and for a long time he simply kept himself to himself. Beyond that he simply didn't know how to respond.]

I think it's a moot point really.