Sitting in the long rustic room of his family’s compound Lorcan felt sure whatever the night brought, he would be fine, he would stand, or sit as the case normally was. Valentine had braided his hair back and Lorcan felt sure he was as well dressed as his family cared for, most of his famiy cared for. Vilk-Mont was known for his outsider fashion that came from saiing.
Lorcan had been sitting by the fire for thirty minutes as he heard talking outside. Elsewhere in the compound Valentine was probably surrounded by his aunts and cousins. Whatever they were talking about was a secret for him and the other men.
The door to the meeting space was flung open by Lothar. The spindly, hald insane man danced around as one other man entered with a basket that was steaming in the cool night. The man behind Lothar was the last outsider to marry into the family, Rodrego. He was a bear of a man but one who had taken to the families strange ways. Lorcan couldn’t think of him as an outsider, at least not anymore.
“This is a day I never thought would come!” Lothar spun around giggling and humming a song only he heard. “Little Lorcan finally getting a mate. Course you had to do it the hard way didn’t you? Fall in love with a Beast who dies and now we have her back.” A thin hand clapped down on Lorcan’s shoulder as the teasing continued. “At least we know you love her! Or she would have been released to the Shadowlands and you’d be our shoe in for confirmed batchelor!”
Rodrego sat the basket down and pulled out curred meats, cheeses, bread, freshly churned butter, and a few bottles of mead that he poured into some mugs. “Careful of the teasing Lothar, this boy can still knock you down with a propper hex.”
“Oh he’s going to kill me one day!” Lothar said the truth that the whole family knew. One day, Lothar’s insanity would be too much and Lorcan would be putting the old man out of his misery and would then take the lead of the clan for himself.
Now he got to do it while being with someone he would die for.
Taking the mug of mead Lorcan offered a small cheers. “So what do we do tonight?”
Anyone who wasn’t married never went through this rite of passage, but with Valentine having less than a month till she got a body he knew it was his duty to ask his family’s blessing to marry his soulmate. Even if all of this was a formality.
“Your mate right now is with the wives of the family. There she is learning our ways, most of them of course she already knows since she’s been lingering around us. But in a real body, it changes everything.” Lothar tapped his chest. “We have to protect ourselves and make sure the person we choose will choose us over the outside world. Which, she does.”
Rodrego smiled a bit, a world wary look that Lorcan had seen from him before. “My wife is probably telling her about how I figured out my place here.”
Lothar nodded and tapped the bigger man on the shoulder. “You think people will forget that story, but we wont! You will always be known as the one who came naked to Yule when we all dressed in robes. I think your wife loved it.”
“What about me?” Lorcan asked. “Do we just.. sit here all night?”
Both of the older men laughed. “Hardly!” Lothar boomed. “We need to make sure you don’t make a fool of yourself when Valentine is finally whole.”
He had no idea what his uncle meant and he looked to Rodrego for answers. “You mean not get tongue-tied around her? I don’t think that will be easy.”
“Not tongue-tied,” Lothar took a long drink from his mug. “Not unless your tongue is between her legs.”
Lorcan had been deep in his mug when his uncle’s lewd comment made him inhale mead. Coughing and trying to get the burning away from his eyes Lorcan looked between the men as if confused. “What did you just say?”
“You’re going to make the boy lose his mead Lothar.” Rodgrego said his voice a lower thrum. “When Valentine and you live together, with two living bodies. There is going to be an oppertunity where you two can have sex.”
“Rut like Beasts! Fuck! Make the Forest proud with your heathen mateing.” Lothar said in a sing song voice.
The fire grew from Lorcan’s stomach and raced up to his face and ears. “You’re... Right, you’re not joking.”
“Why would we?” Lothar said throwing his arms out. “Our family loves sex. What are we? Outsiders. No offence Rodrego.”
“None to be taken.” The larger man smirked and shrugged. “I had to learn the family’s ways. Outsiders can be... shocked at how open all of you are about sex. I remember my first year, I thought I had to hide it. But her father pulled me aside and threatened me if I was ever ashamed of loving my future wife, I would be banished. I learned fast to get over my Light fearing guilt.”
“Exactly!” Lothat boomed his grin on the tettering point of insanity. “We live too short of lives to live with shame and guilt. Why feel shame over making the woman you love glow with how much they’re loved? Proving your sexual prowis is what we men can do to make sure our lovers are happy and never want to leave. It’s our job to make them satisfied.”
A dark smile was on Rodrego’s lips. “He’s right. I mean, I was already having sex with your cousin before we started our year of living together. I knew what to do.
“But, you’re a virgin.” Lothar said in a plain way, like how all Beithiohcs spoke with a blutness that came from living with out normal social norms.
“I...” Lorcan was going to say he wasn’t, but it would be a lie and he knew you didn’t lie to family like that. “Alright I am. I know what I’m doing though. I know what to do with myself.”
Both of the older men watched him in his seat. Lorcan hated he was prone comapired to them. Annoyance at how stupid he sounded only added to his anger. “Fine.” Lorcan took a long drink form his mug. “I’ve watched enough summer solstices. I know what happens.”
“No, you know what wild fucking looks like.” Rodrego reached over and put a warm hand on Lorcan’s shoulder. “We’re going to explain what you need to do, how you get to learn how to listen to Valentine, let her guide you. You’re a visitor to what she has already mastered. But we’ll give you tips we know about, and you’re going to have to learn how to last long enough to make sure she’s happy. That’s our job.”
This was not the night he had thought about. He thought Valentine would be the one having to learn the most, but he found himself looking between the two men and nodding. The Beithioch family’s reputation was at stake. Lorcan was just a sign post in the long road that had started the family.
If he put more thought about it, he had already done this once. In the lifetime Valentine and him were bonded in he had kept her, fallen in love with her and forsaken his original plan. He fell in love with a human woman and bound the Beithioch and drust bloodlines together. This time there was no war going on, at least none between humans and drust.
“Where do I start?”
The older men looked at each other grinning. Lothar went to speak but Rodrego spoke up faster. “Have you heard of a clitorus?”
(( Mentions: @vermilion-valentine. A inside peek at what the men of the clan talk about as they get Lorcan to understand what it means to have a wife. More relationship stuff gets talked about too, But Lothar and the other men would be damned if Lorcan finally got do have sex and didn’t know what the hell he was doing. Yay for heathen families with strange social norms!))
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