Loki preened at his son's enthusiasm for this new-found game. But his smug grin faltered slightly as he suddenly realized... had he ever spoken to any of his kids about... well, the birds and the bees? He could remember no mention of it ever having come up. They'd been too young when they left Valhalla for Imena to have done it. Had Thor? Had Baldur, when he'd been there? Somehow he doubted it. It would just be too easy for one of his brothers to have gotten that in their thick heads.
"Ahhhh... hm." He paused, eyeing the boy with discomfort. "Er - Aksel. This game... this is what helps make babies. I mean to say... when you're older, someday, you will be able to... uhem. You know how your..." he gestured toward his genitals, "are different from your sisters? Well when you're older..." How could one conversation be so painfully awkward? "Er - you'll be able to use it to make babies with women. Not your sisters," he added hastily, "other women. Women who you play this game with will want you to do that with them. And it will be pleasant. Very, very pleasant. So pleasant you might want to do it even when it's not going to give them babies. Which is what we're planning tonight, because Aksel, you do not want to give a woman a chance to wrap you around their toes and make you their play toy."
He let his breath out in a soft huff. It wasn't much of an explanation but it was something. And that's when a scent touched his nose. Another wolf. More, a female, a young one at that. Had to be close to Aksel's age. A grin split his jaws. Ok, son, awkward lesson time over... "All right, Aksel, let's go play the game. Find this girl and... observe. Tell me what you see about her." He hadn't realized teaching what he did would be so difficult... this should buy him a little time, see what instincts the kid already had.
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