Kiyui licked the last drop of my semen off his lips before assuming a high kneeling position. As I recovered from… recent events… he slid his hands up my thighs and rested them on my bum cheeks. He lightly massaged them and pressed himself against me… resting his head on my chest… waiting for me to regain my breath.
Once I was in a fit state to talk, he looked me in the eyes once more.
Kiyui: “So, what was the other thing you wanted to talk about?”
Dwynfel: “Umm… well… I think… I think we need to talk to Tadwick about consent.”
The levity left Kiyui’s face, he let go of me and he sat back on his feet.
Kiyui: “Why? What did he do?”
I quickly bent down to pull my britches back up and gave a rather panicked response.
Dwynfel: “Oh… no… no, no, no… he didn’t do anything… he didn’t do anything at all.”
Kiyui looked at me in disbelief.
Kiyui: “Explain.”
I proceeded to tell him everything that went on when we went to visit Darling, told him what was said, how Tadwick reacted, etc. I also told him about the positive times that were had with Jacob and Tarquin and that I really feel like Tadwick and I have really bonded over this whole situation. Kiyui was very understanding.
Kiyui: “The bouncy piggyback?”
Dwynfel: “What?”
Kiyui: “He’s calling it the bouncy piggyback, really?”
Dwynfel: “It’s what he calls it when the horses do it… it was the easiest way to explain.”
Kiyui placed his face in his palm and shook his head slightly.
Kiyui: “He’s going to grow up thinking the only position is doggy style.”
Dwynfel: “Look… we don’t need to go explaining all the different positions to him… I’m not happy that he knows about any positions at all.”
Kiyui: “Well, what exactly did you expect to happen? You took him to visit an inveterate rapist. He was obviously going to ask questions.”
Well yes… I am willing to admit that I didn’t really think that far ahead.
Dwynfel: “That visit was to teach him that not all goblins are nice, okay, in fact… that most of them are completely insane… and frankly… mission accomplished.”
Kiyui: “I get that. And honestly, I think the entire thing was a good idea. But you can’t then be miffed that Tadwick ended up asking questions about sex.”
Dwynfel: “I’m not miffed… I just… you know it isn’t an area that I am particularly comfortable discussing. So… I… I just need your help here.”
Kiyui: “Fine. I’ll do the consent conversation. But I’m having it with all three of them. Alexi is older than Tadwick. He needs to hear it too.”
Dwynfel: “Great… then hopefully we will never need to have this conversation with them again.”
I stepped aside. Kiyui opened the door and bounded into the kitchen. Tadwick was still sat at the table… trying to talk through his sandwich. Alexi had already eaten his and was neatly cleaning the bench where the sandwiches had been made. Svampe was listening to Tadwick’s ramblings and trying to make sense of them.
Kiyui and I sat with them at the table and endeavoured to join in. Kiyui gave Tadwick a bit of time to finish his sandwich before insisting that Alexi returned to the table so that we could all have a chat.
Kiyui: “Okay boys. It has come to my attention that Tadwick has recently discovered what sex is.”
Tadwick: “Huh?”
Dwynfel: “The bouncy piggyback.”
Tadwick: “Oh.”
Svampe started laughing.
Svampe: “Really? The bouncy piggyback?”
Tadwick: “It’s what the horses do! I still don’t understand where the seeds are kept in your willy though.”
Svampe: “In your balls.”
Tadwick: “I thought that was where the wee was?”
Kiyui: “Wee is stored in your bladder, Tadpole.”
Tadwick: “Like the footballs?”
Kiyui: “Yes, like the pig bladders that you use for footballs.”
Svampe: “Did you not think that far too much wee was coming out for it to be stored in your tiny little balls?
Tadwick: “Charlie said that that was why you had to wee so often… to stop them swelling up all big and exploding.”
Svampe: “Charlie is taking the piss, Tad. You are way too gullible.”
Tadwick: “What does gullible mean?”
Svampe: “That you’ll believe anything.”
Kiyui: “Boys, we’re getting off-topic here.”
Well, this conversation is going smoothly. Honestly… Tadwick has quite the talent for side-tracking you with questions. It can make explaining things to him take way longer than necessary.
Kiyui: “Look, now that we all know what sex is.”
Tadwick: “Lexi doesn’t!”
Alexi: “Sex is when a man inserts his erect penis into…”
Kiyui: “Alexi already knows. We aren’t here to discuss the mechanics of what goes where. We are here to discuss consent.”
Tadwick: “Is that when somebody plays music?”
Svampe: “What?”
Tadwick: “Ya know… when lots of people go to a place and somebody plays music to ‘em.”
Kiyui: “You are thinking of a concert.”
Tadwick: “They sound the same… what’s consent.”
Kiyui: “Consent is like permission.”
Tadwick: “What’s permission?”
Svampe laid his head down on the table as if he had lost the will to live with this conversation already.
Dwynfel: “Well… you know that time you took Bergie from my room… and you left him outside in the rain and he got all dirty?”
Tadwick: “Yeah…”
Dwynfel: “Remember how I was really upset by that?”
Tadwick: “Yeah.”
Dwynfel: “Well, I was upset because he was given to me by my dad when he first brought me to live here. Bergie is very important to me. And I don’t mind if you want to play with him. I was upset because you took him without asking and I didn’t know where he was. You took him without my permission. You did not have my consent. Understand?”
Tadwick: “I said I was sorry.”
I fear that he missed my point.
Dwynfel: “I know you did… and I believe you. But we are talking about consent. Do you understand what consent means now?”
Tadwick: “It means you need to ask first. But I don’t get what this has to do with the bouncy piggyback. The stallion never asks.”
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Kiyui: “Well that’s the thing. Because a lot of communication isn’t verbal.”
He looked at Tadwick… realising that Tadwick has no idea what verbal means.”
Kiyui: “By which I mean, doesn’t use words. The stallion can’t just ask the mare “excuse me, Madame, mind if I pop my willy in there…”
Tadwick giggled.
Kiyui: “His willy gets hard and he goes in for the bouncy piggyback. If she doesn’t want it, she’ll fight him off. But they are wild animals, they aren’t like us. You would think that having words to express these things would make it easier. It doesn’t. It makes things a lot more complicated.”
Tadwick: “I thought that was when you couldn’t poo.”
For fuck’s sake.
Kiyui: “That’s constipated, try to focus. People can be highly misleading. They can make you think they want things that they don’t and make you think they don’t want things that they do.”
Tadwick: “That’s confusing.”
Kiyui: “Yes… yes, it is. But the simplest way for you guys to deal with it, is to simply ask if you are unsure. If you think somebody doesn’t want something… ask them. It is always best to be clear. But… what if you are doing something with somebody and you are sure that they are enjoying it and wanting more… but then suddenly they tell you to stop. What do you do?”
Tadwick: “Umm…”
Kiyui: “You stop immediately. It doesn’t matter whether you think they want it. If they are saying that they don’t. You stop and you stop immediately.”
Tadwick nodded with understanding.
Kiyui: “And if you don’t want to do something, then say so. If you don’t want something, then be clear about it. Do not mislead people, don’t say maybe, don’t encourage things. If you don’t want something, make it clear, say no. And if they don’t stop, then scream, get help, kick them in the balls, do what you need to do to stop them. Understand?”
Tadwick once again nodded. However, this time Alexi looked confused.
Kiyui: “You okay, Lex?
Alexi: “Why would I not wish to do something if it would please somebody else?”
Kiyui: “Because you are allowed to have your own wants and needs. You are allowed to not want to do what other people want to do. You are allowed to have your own opinions.”
Alexi: “My wants are to please others.”
Kiyui: “Which is an admirable desire. But that doesn’t mean that you should do anything that is asked of you in the name of pleasing others. You have your own preferences, you should make them known.”
Dwynfel: “For example… for dinner tomorrow. We can make either beef stew or sausage casserole. Which would you prefer?”
Alexi: “Sausage casserole.”
Great… he gave an answer… and quicker than I expected. That went well. I gave Alexi an encouraging smile.
Dwynfel: “See… well done. That was great.”
Kiyui placed his hand on my shoulder.
Kiyui: “Don’t celebrate just yet. Alexi, why did you pick the casserole?”
Alexi: “Because I am aware that sausages are Tadwick’s favourite.”
My face sank a little.
Alexi: “Did I do something wrong?”
Dwynfel: “I wasn’t asking what Tadwick would want. I was asking what you would want. You have to have an opinion… you must have a preference. If we remove everybody else from the equation. If you were the only one eating the meal. Which would you choose?”
Alexi: “They both have their advantages.”
My face fell into my palm. And I gave an involuntary groan.
Kiyui: “And when you weigh up the advantages and the disadvantages, which one would you choose?
Alexi: “Beef stew. For beef has the better texture.”
I was so happy with him for just making a choice based on his own opinion that I picked him up and hugged him.
Alexi: “Do you prefer the beef too, Father?”
Fuck it… I do now.
Dwynfel: “We can have beef as often as you like Alexi… I’m just so happy with you.”
I sat him down on my knee, he straightened his back and sat there… with perfect posture… as he always does. He really does look adorable in his little ruffled shirt… with his big eyes staring back at me.
Tadwick: “That’s not fair. I want sausages!”
Svampe: “Quiet Tadwick. We always cook what you want. We can have sausages some other time.”
Alexi: “I am happy for us to have the casserole.”
Dwynfel: “We are having the stew. You said you prefer the stew and I am just… so proud of you right now.”
Kiyui: “As am I. But just because somebody else has a different opinion to you, it doesn’t mean that you need to be the one to concede. That is my whole point. If you do not want to do something, Alexi. Then make it known. Say no. Make it clear. Do not let anybody make you do something that you don’t want to do.”
Tadwick: “Like tidy my room?”
Maybe we should have cast silence on him before we started this chat.
Kiyui: “No, Tadpole. You still have to tidy your room. We are talking about sexual contact.”
Tadwick: “The bouncy piggyback thing?”
Kiyui: “Not just the bouncy piggyback thing. I’m talking about any kind of sexual contact. Even if somebody is just kissing you and you don’t want them too. You make it clear that you want them to stop. And vice versa. If you are doing stuff with somebody and they make it clear that they want you to stop. Then you stop. I don’t care if you’re kissing, I don’t care if your finger is already jammed up their arse, if they tell you to stop, then you damn well stop.”
Tadwick’s brow furrowed.
Tadwick: “Why would my finger be up somebody’s bum?”
Svampe: “From the boy that I caught jamming his marble collection up his own bum the other day.”
Fucking… what?
Tadwick: “Hey! I wanted to see if I could shoot them across the room by doing a really big fart.”
Svampe raised one eyebrow and laughed to himself.
Tadwick: “What’s so funny?”
Svampe: “Well… could you?”
Tadwick: “No… they just kinda plopped to the floor.”
Dwynfel: “Just… why?”
Tadwick: “Well, Johnny has his cool icicle trick thing. So, I wanted a party trick to impress people with too.”
Dwynfel: “And you thought that farting marbles across a room is on par with being able to silently cast adept level ice magic?”
Tadwick: “Yes.”
My child is an idiot… I love him to bits… but… fucking hell. Svampe was shaking his head at Tadwick. Tadwick seemed bewildered.
Tadwick: “Why are you shaking your head? What’s the problem? I used my own marbles. It’s not like I used Lexi’s.”
Alexi: “You may use my marbles if you wish. I have been unable to discern a use for them as of yet.”
Tadwick: “Really? That’s great. I wonder if put them all in there and jump up and down, will I rattle?”
Kiyui: “See… and now you have his consent. We are learning.”
Dwynfel: “Please don’t encourage him.”
Kiyui: “Anyway… Tadpole, Lexi, I think you guys get it now. So why don’t you guys go and play?”
Tadwick hopped off his seat with a smile. I lifted Alexi off my knee and placed him on the ground. Tadwick went to take his hand.
Alexi: “Should I not clear the table?”
Kiyui: “We’ll sort the table out. You two go and play.”
Tadwick led Alexi by the hand towards the stairs. As they bounded up the stairs… something suddenly occurred to me.
Dwynfel: “And leave the marbles alone!”
Svampe went to stand up but Kiyui grabbed his hand.
Kiyui: “Not you, you get the advanced course.”
Dwynfel: “The what now?”
