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I will write back as soon as possible.

Regards, Zevran

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[There's a long, nervous pause.]

Anders wants you and me both inside him at the same time. He wants us all to be together, as in sex, probably in our bed because it's big enough. I want it, too. If you want it. The sex.

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See? Was that so difficult?

[ Zevran has no time for those that cannot ask for what they want. Nate id not often strike him as someone that couldn't manage it. Lucci must have thrown him off, alas. ]

I will have to consider my schedule. Something like that will take all night to do without hurting him and I must find someone to mind my son meanwhile.

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[Lucci is absolutely what threw him off. He's still throwing him off. Also, Nathaniel is noble-born and unused to discussing sex with people he is not currently having it with.]

I've been preparing him. [A beat.] Just in case. He likes it either way. I'm glad you--of course I knew you wouldn't want to hurt him, but it's good to know we both--yes.

[Clearing his throat and blushing.]

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By yourself, or with your fingers as you fuck? There are easier ways- and on occasion the act of opening and readying him? Can be just as satisfying as the actual fucking.

[ To lay it out there, at least. ]

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[There's a pause. Then, Nathaniel continues, intrigued.]

My fingers and... [a glance at the baby] ...and me, inside him at the same time. What are you suggesting?

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You said you were preparing him for such a night. There are toys and tools you could use to help him adjust so he is prepared whenever we choose to do this- or you could leave him as he is, deliciously tight, so we might enjoy opening him together.

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[Nathaniel's mouth opens and he practically drools for an instant before he catches himself, snaps his mouth shut, and clears his throat.]

Is that safe?

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Nathaniel. I have ridden The Bull.

[ Him. Tiny, slender, lithe him. ]

With enough time and care? A great many things might be safe.

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[A slow, dazed blink.]

I will ask him, but I think he will prefer it that way. He likes when something is on the edge of being too much. And...so do I.

[He briefly gives Zevran the up-down before looking away bashfully.]

He also liked seeing us kiss.

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Are we to both take lead in this, or would you prefer a guiding hand?

[ A chain of command, if he would. Nathaniel is more than welcome to note he does not offer himself as a subordinate. ]

Mmmhmm. Men are terribly visual creatures- what they see entrances and enthralls.

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I suppose I would have the final say in any disagreement, but you are free to command him. [Nathaniel composes himself a little, the blush going down, his expression evening.] He wants that.

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And you want...? [ A rare moment of true seriousness. ] I have been here before, Nathaniel. Only about half of the time does it end well. The more frank you are now, the less question when we are in the heat of things.

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[Nathaniel knows exactly what Zevran is talking about. The jealousy. But jealousy isn't some insurmountable force, or even that big a deal. Moreover:]

This was...actually my idea. [Nathaniel blushes a bit.] I wanted it, I spoke with him about it...yes, he is mine, but that also means I'm so proud of it that I...rather want to show him off, if that makes any sense. It's such a beautiful thing we have that I want you to...see. And feel.

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[ Zevran quirks a brow at Nathaniel- he has never heard of anything quite like that where it was all even and healthy and kind and good- and that is with elves and humans in the mix. Throw in two humans and-

It sounds fake, but ok. ]

I reserve the right to remove myself from the situation should I feel things are becoming...unbalanced.

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I wouldn't have it any other way. My word is 'broodmother,' Anders' is 'templar.' Yours?

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[ With all due seriousness, and no little grimacing at the mention of broodmothers, Zevran says simply: ]

Oghren.

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[Nathaniel breaks into a grin, a wheezing laugh coming out before he coughs and forces himself into stoicism.] Of course. That would do it.

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What, and 'broodmother' would not? I still have nightmares. [ He shudders. ]

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That's the point.