Wingman

*Loki 1* · (This post was last modified: 09-26-2014, 07:15 PM by Loki 1.)

Loki was thinking on the matter of women.

Well, sex anyway.

Relationships were nonsense, a trap to be avoided at any cost. The world's ultimate trick on men. An unwary male could be ensnared by some beautiful woman, bound in ropes of love and chained with responsibility til he couldn't even think about moving around.

A smart man stayed free.

And, well, he was thinking of his son too.

Aksel was rapidly approaching a year old and while not sexually mature for quite some time he was certainly not lacking in appreciation for a pretty face. It was good that they'd met up once more on the island, for Aksel was ripe for some pretty young pup to scoop him up and introduce him to the idea of monogamy and no son of his was going to be ruined like that.

And what better way to avoid the steely jaws of matrimony than to learn of the many, many different wonders of the feminine form so you could never be satisfied with just one female when you had so many options to chose from on a whim? It could be discouraging to start out on your own with no idea what a woman was looking for, and you might be inclined to settle with the first broad that raised tail for you. But if you had a guide... a mentor in the art of sexuality, so to speak... doors would open for you.

And that's why Loki was here, his silky black fur as well-groomed as was his norm, trailed by his fire-marked boy as they sought out a little... practice. This was important - the second most important thing Loki could ever teach his boy. The art of the trickster was rather less time-sensitive, however, and so would be set aside for now.

"I actually met your mother on the battlefield," he mused aloud reminiscently, "but unfortunately women like her are in rather short supply and most prefer wooing rather than teeth. Inconvenient, but if you go into it with the right mindset... It's the best game of all."

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Wingman

Loki 1