They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
Glancing up from his work, Loren frowned slightly at Oliver. "Well, first of all, Frey isn't just about sex." Looking down again, the healer resumed sewing his fellow hybrid's pants. "They just don't want people moping or whining to them. However, even if sex was all they cared about, nothing's stopping you from helping other people orgasm." Despite the subject and the words, the Launceleyn's voice was mostly just matter of fact, and there was no hint of cruelty in it.
Indeed, his tone was entirely informative. "It doesn't have to be about your pleasure, after all. In fact, it shouldn't be just about what you want." He shrugged.
"Then don't get your hopes up. But lots of people live happy lives without sex." Loren's voice grew a little sad towards the end of that statement. "Plus, you can still, you know, enjoy yourself even without a dick." Only now did he flushed a little, embarrassment coloring his cheeks.
That didn't stop him from shooting Oliver a sly glance. "What people?"
Indeed, his tone was entirely informative. "It doesn't have to be about your pleasure, after all. In fact, it shouldn't be just about what you want." He shrugged.
"Then don't get your hopes up. But lots of people live happy lives without sex." Loren's voice grew a little sad towards the end of that statement. "Plus, you can still, you know, enjoy yourself even without a dick." Only now did he flushed a little, embarrassment coloring his cheeks.
That didn't stop him from shooting Oliver a sly glance. "What people?"
LOREN
