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Kurt fell silent.
"I'm sorry we didn't tell you before. But everyone seemed to be having enough trouble absorbing what we'd already said. Didn't want any heads to explode."
With an impatient gesture, Kurt signaled for his father to continue. He wasn't interested in hearing why his father had held back. No doubt there was a perfectly good reason. What he wanted to know was what he'd held back.
So his father told him. And he was right. Kurt didn't like it.
"Aunt Gabriela?"
"She's a beautiful-"
"I know, I know," Kurt said. "I didn't mean that."
His father sighed and nodded.
They'd land soon. And just a few short hours afterwards, they'd be bending the knee, kissing feet, and swearing to live by the customs of the court.
Which included serial monogamy.
After having grown up in a world that encouraged just that, you'd think it would be easier to accept. But they'd been led to believe that the rules of mortal society didn't apply to them. That they could have sex with the very last people they were supposed to have sex with. As many of them, and as often, as they wanted.
Now they were going to have to get used to the idea that every year, they'd be randomly assigned to another member of the family, to whom they'd have to be exclusive. Barring special events, like holidays and trips to the Homelands. Then, after the year was up, they'd reshuffle partners, and do it all again.
His aunt was a lovely woman. With some enticing curves. But they weren't very close. Allowing her to keep him from Patty would be no better than allowing his mother to.
Worse, in fact. For, as sure as he was that the sex would be nice, there wouldn't be the symbolic significance. The sense of violating nature by penetrating the same vagina he'd crawled out of to enter the world.
"It won't be so bad," his father said, placing a hand on his shoulder.
He couldn't reply, "Easy for you to say." Because, as he'd just said, his father had been through this before. But it still seemed like his father was downplaying things.
"Can we turn around and go back to LA?" he asked.
His father sighed and ruffled his hair.
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