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It is okay to be slow, [She starts with, adding in the fish to the pan. It will not be long until dinner is ready. Adding the herbs to the vegetables that Daphne had chopped, she pops them onto a pan and then into the oven.]

It took me many weeks to be comfortable to do the deed itself. If you wish to go slow, that is fine. No one should ever rush you if you do not feel ready or comfortable with something.

[She sighs, having already learned that lesson the hard way, of doing things before she has learned about them.] I read a lot. Whatever books on the subject I could find. Sometimes Anthony would answer questions, too. The-- terminology of it all still has me flustered sometimes.

But if you do have questions, you can still ask. I can try and help with the wording if that is your issue. [She leans on the counter, keeping an eye on the pan, but watching Daphne as well.]

[ daphne's face flushes as her own words are replaced by a more grounded tone from her sister, watching carefully as eloise mindfully continues the steps of cooking.

she frowns more, though, knowing that she hasn't gone slow in quite that way. a shaky breath at the idea of reading about this subject, that anthony had fielded questions, that the terminology is something that eloise still fumbles with. that has her brows shifting with recognition, feeling like there may be a greater deal of empathy shared in this exact moment. that's a relief, her breathing steadying.

her gaze flicks to the pan for a moment, question forming in her mind before she carefully begins to speak again. ] Are there...specific ways you touch...a man? And, do you...speak, much or little? Is it...expected, that you use your voice, when it is so...difficult, to do so? [ her lips purse, hand finding her wine glass. ] I have had someone...ask me to say what I want, before he...would go inside of me. [ so, she's done the deed. ] But the words felt...strange. Is it merely...adjusting, to saying them that I must wait for?

[ hey, at least she's asking questions that have literally been plaguing her? ]

[Her eyes are on the fish for a moment, just to make sure their dinner is still doing well. Daphne seems to say everything all on her mind at once, and she finds herself chuckling. Eloise was not so different once upon a time, and she knows it. They are truly sisters.]

One thing at a time, [She says putting her hand up for a moment.]

First-- as loathe as I am to admit it, every man is different. So what may work with one may not work with all. But their-- member is sensitive. Any sort of touch usually elicits a reaction. The tip is the most sensitive. How much you speak or make noise depends on how good they are. I should think at least being somewhat vocal is important. You do not want to fake it and give them a fake confidence. Men do that fine on their own.

[She smiles though, glad to know her sister is at least getting it on.]

Words are just words, Daphne. Communication is key to having a good sex life. If you like something, say it. The words seem very strange sometimes, yes, but you do get used to it or find a way that does not make it seem so bad. Vulgarity is often a part of it though. And that is okay. Sometimes feeling... dirty is a part of it. So long as the person that you are with is still treating you right, that you can always say stop if you do not like what they are doing. That is the most important thing.

[ daphne nods, the action prolonged, eyeing eloise's hand, taking another long drink of wine. then, she settles in to listen, eyes bright at whatever insight her sister can offer.

her brows knit faintly upon hearing every man is different. are women too? certainly, though she's never contemplaed any other woman's desires in the way she has for men. her cheeks start to rise at the idea of stroking a man's ego needlessly, bright closed smile, small hum of amusement. she knows that eloise speaks the truth about this.

her head cants nearly to and fro as eloise goes on, much of what she says next at least somewhat perplexing her. then at the end, her mouth opens to let a long, labored sigh. ]

Yes, the most important. Your partners. They...did not...belittle you, or make you feel foolish, if you did not know how to navigate something? [ anything. ] I would not wish to be with someone who does that, but I have been with so few people so far...I do not know if how they've treated me is what I should be expecting.

[ hopefully her intent gaze has shown how she's absorbed all of what eloise has said too, even as she settles in on more of a single question now. ]

[She dips her head down, remembering those early days when she hardly knew anything at all. No, no one rushed her or made her feel less than. That was her own doing at feeling so behind and inadequate, but all the people she was with were never anything but kind with her, letting her do what she needed and wanted at the time.

Eloise shook her head finally.] No. They were kind. Let me explore, and if I had questions, they would answer. For some I think they might have liked it even. [Like Jack when he taught her how to give a man a blowjob.]

But I never felt taken advantage of or like they made me feel stupid for not knowing. Those are the kinds of people you may want to find. The ones that will not mind if you take your time and explore. It even makes things a little more fun and not as pressured.

[It's then that she grabs two plates and starts putting their dinner on it, arranging it to look fairly appetizing.]

There's fresh peach tea in the refrigerator. Or we can have more wine, but I believe dinner is ready. You can continue to ask me what you will though. I do not mind it actually. Far easier talking to you than Anthony about it all. He was incredibly flustered when I asked him about pearl necklaces and the symbolism of 'sir' and a belt. [Apparently it is not appropriate to gift your elder brother a very nice leather belt with the words 'please, sir' on the inside. As if she had any idea of the connotations.]

[ daphne watches eloise for an answer closely, spotting the telltale signs of empathy. she breathes in, out, slowly, expectant, tiny smile sliding onto her face as nerves start to dissipate. as eloise arranges the food on their plates, she replies in a careful, but firmer tone. ]

Then if this was your experience here, I know that I can find a similar one. It is...so far too daunting than I've wanted to say, sister. But I am relieved to see you understand.

[ she nods, getting down two glasses to pour each of them some tea, taking it and then both their glasses of wine to the table. her lips twitch up, tiny sound of wry amusement when their brother is named. brows knit as she stands at a drawer, retriving silverware and moving back to the table to join eloise. ]

I do not understand the significance of any of that, either, I'm afraid. Do you find it may be relevant to what I should perhaps know? [ a small beat, but she also wants to include -- ] You have truly learned about each person you've been with on an individual basis and kept it...unclouded? I have...only been with two people here. I do not...rightly know who I may end up with in the future. Is it not complicated, learning what different men might like?

[She leans in and puts her hand on her sister's arm. She does relate, more than Daphne might have realized, and she wants her to know that she does understand, for all it is scary and unnerving, she knows. Eloise rarely shows that amount of care, but she does care. It's usually just buried under all of her annoyance.]

I do. And I will always be here. It might be just as easy to come to me with questions. I am sure you can pick men of good nature, but it might be easier with me. [At least she would never do anything to push Daphne.]

It does not hurt to know more terminology, the nuances of some of the sexual things you can do. A pearl necklace is when a man... finishes on your neck. The droplets look like pearls. 'Sir' is something a Dominant man might like to be called, especially while spanking you which I have learned they may so do with a belt. [To clear that all up and why it might be awkward to say these things to Anthony of all people.]

No. The basics work. Where to touch a man, how to get him to react. Each only might just be a little different to find those spots, the pressure, how to perhaps use your mouth.

[ daphne's eyes move with eloise's movements, smile lifting when she sees how her sister reaches to show care, to comfort her. it floods her with warmth, the touch a boon to daphne's resolve. ]

I think it may very turn out to be true, Eloise. I...I know it will take time, to learn things, but I am grateful to not go through it alone. [ which she wouldn't, she'd find a way, a means, if eloise wasn't there. but somehow, the way things have occurred, she's very happy to have her younger sister there.

her brows pop in various places as daphne listens, takes in some of the kinkier specifics. she blinks once upon remembering that it'd been anthony these verbal exchanges were made with. ] I am...confident Anthony was quite red in the face when you broached these things then, sister. [ a moment to softly smile over that.

then, for the rest, her head tilts, forehead creasing. ] Maybe it is...not so complex as I have allowed myself to believe? It sounds...as though some of the differences are more...minor, perhaps. [ although -- in a more curious tone. ] Has someone spanked you here before, Eloise? [ she's gotta ask, okay? ]

You are not alone here. [She squeezes her sister lightly as she starts to eat a little more. For once she really feels the connection with Daphne. They might not always agree with things, but she wants her to be protected and safe, given as much autonomy as she can have in the city, which is sadly more than it is back home.]

You may always ask me any questions you have, and I shall promise I will not be nearly as aghast as Anthony was with me. [But she's laughing lightly, picking more at the food.]

Mostly, yes. One men might prefer to be touched in a different way or another may prefer a different position. It is much as you prefer the pianoforte, and I like reading-- only more complex matters of course. Men are people. Who knew. [She rolls her eyes with a little grin.]

[ all soft smiles, bright appreciative eyes for how generous eloise is with her. they've not always been like this with another and daphne is so grateful for it now.

she picks at her food too, complimenting eloise on its flavors during at least one lull. as for her own question, well eloise's answer is elucidating, the parallel she draws effectively expounding. she nods, that it is about more complex aspects, but then that last part makes her laugh. ]

Who knew, indeed. [ a small sip of wine. ] Thank you, sister. I...as much as we both know I have been hesitant to be outspoken with such questions up until now, I will come to you sooner, when an inquiry is on my mind. I know that will make things easier, or at least less confusing, for me, too.

[ awkward, surely, but eloise spurring on this conversation has absolutely been for the betterment of daphne's well-being. it is so good, to have eloise there with her. ]

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