[There's a pause. It's not that he doesn't understand it in theory, no, nor that he can't imagine how one might discover they've an interest in such things— but it's a little like trying to extol the virtues of a seven course meal to someone who's only ever had a sandwich (albeit a particularly excellent one). He can understand the theory just fine, but that's still different than really getting it.]
people seem to have too
[No.]
does it
[No.]
was that so common where you're from?
[...is what he finally settles on. It feels stupid and childish, for it's not as if he's some sheltered little princeling. He has heard enough of the services offered by those at the Blooming Rose, and for Andraste's sake, he grew up in Tevinter. Never mind Danarius rarely attended all the blood-soaked orgies and vicious revelries of his peers; it's still impossible for Fenris not to have picked a few things up.
But he never really thought about it. Not the way he thinks about now, talking to Astarion and learning so much.]
such things are not utterly unknown to me. i am not gawking at the thought of kink, and i know of a few. but nor have i ever known anyone who, if given the choice, would opt to fuck someone's shoulder instead of their cunt.
[Then again, he thinks, taking another gulp of wine, how many people has he quizzed on the intimacies of their sex life?]
no subject
all right
i see
[There's a pause. It's not that he doesn't understand it in theory, no, nor that he can't imagine how one might discover they've an interest in such things— but it's a little like trying to extol the virtues of a seven course meal to someone who's only ever had a sandwich (albeit a particularly excellent one). He can understand the theory just fine, but that's still different than really getting it.]
people seem to have too[No.]
does it[No.]
was that so common where you're from?
[...is what he finally settles on. It feels stupid and childish, for it's not as if he's some sheltered little princeling. He has heard enough of the services offered by those at the Blooming Rose, and for Andraste's sake, he grew up in Tevinter. Never mind Danarius rarely attended all the blood-soaked orgies and vicious revelries of his peers; it's still impossible for Fenris not to have picked a few things up.
But he never really thought about it. Not the way he thinks about now, talking to Astarion and learning so much.]
such things are not utterly unknown to me. i am not gawking at the thought of kink, and i know of a few. but nor have i ever known anyone who, if given the choice, would opt to fuck someone's shoulder instead of their cunt.
[Then again, he thinks, taking another gulp of wine, how many people has he quizzed on the intimacies of their sex life?]