Wilds Born

This was something different for me. Uhm, I've never written about this specific act before. It was explained to me by a friend who supposedly did it. Let's just leave thought at the door on this one. If it sounds more awkward than normal, it's because it was awkward. I was doing it and thought, this sounds fun but darn it how?

It's nice to see El learned something from Layaent, though.

This was a bit more fun to write, beyond the awkward part.

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The moment El licked him, Nu realised something was wrong. The bright eyed male had no idea how to socialize! El must have been over excited, having been touched like that. No one in his life had taken the time to teach El how to socialize and comfort. Under Nu’s hips El swelled, the young male turned and pressed Nu against the interwoven branches of the perch. Lips grazed over his cheek and then his neck.

Nu was not quite certain what was going on but he figured out the ending pretty quick. El was hard and ready for coupling. This, Nu understood, just as he understood that when he got into this kind of a situation, he was to get his father. Father would deal with riled males and arising problems.

He could have rolled, hit a large branch ten feet below the perch and swung into the common area. A moment, a roll and he would be at his father’s side. Then father could deal with El.

But El wasn’t being an actual problem. The bright eyed male was caressing and kissing and nibbling at him but was not trying to tug at his clothing. El wanted something but wasn’t forcing himself on Nu. So Nu let El kiss and wondered what it would be like to have a civilized man. He drew El upward and met his lips, the way he had seen couples doing down by the river. El pushed his tongue into Nu’s mouth and probed it, hands stilling against Nu’s chest finally.

The bright eyed male pulled away, pressing lips briefly to Nu’s cheek, “let me have you?” he murmured, “let me between your legs.”

“Between my,” Nu squeaked, not certain what El meant, “you want to. Couple. With me? Why? All the females are eyeing you up.”

El rolled his eyes and hooked a finger under Nu’s pants, “I want you. You are the one who has made me hard, not them. Take them off. Please?”

Nu sighed and then nodded. He fought with the button on his pants, then managed to get the pants undone. He pushed them down and kicked them to the side. His interaction with sexual encounters was limited to one other and it hadn’t been pleasant. But nearly everyone who coupled talked about how good it was. Some of the women didn’t really like it but father went off and had a talk with them and they stopped complaining.

El stripped off his clothing, all of it, and lay down alongside Nu. The bright eyed male trailed a finger down Nu’s length. From his ankle and up to his forehead and back around once more. Nails grazed over Nu’s flesh, tingling the skin and sending pleasure through Nu’s muscles. Kissing Nu, El sat back and looked him up and down. Then he reached out and spread his hand over Nu’s belly.

Wait.

No.

El’s fingers didn’t touch Nu’s flesh, they hovered over the smaller male’s skin. Only the heat from El’s body caressing over Nu’s own heat and supplanting it. El moved his hand over Nu but not quite touching him. Nu couldn’t take such a touch, he reached up and took hold of El’s hand, pressing it against his skin. That was so much better, the softness of El’s fingers against Nu’s skin. He lifted his back off the perch and pressed against the hand. He wanted actual feeling.

Nu took hold of El’s head and drew the male towards him, when El resisted, Nu rolled atop El, “not going to break if you are a little rough.”

El growled and rolled them, settling between Nu’s legs, hard as could be. Taking hold of Nu, El adjusted himself and brought his hips toward Nu. A little touch and they grazed against one another. El moved his hips to graze them against each other. There was little work and Nu shuddered, moaning as he came. He clutched at El’s shoulder. The bright eyed male groaned, falling to the side.

El breathed for a moment, then rolled and licked Nu’s stomach clean before he collapsed against Nu. That seemed more like socialization, Nu thought as El sighed out.

“I feel better,” El murmured, curling close to Nu before he tugged the blanket over both of them, “mother can’t be social with me because it is inappropriate for a mother and son to be close the way she and I are.”

“Mother and father would not be social like that with me,” Nu grumbled, “but we all are social with one another. I’ve seen couples touch each other like that but I have never participated in it.” he wrapped his arm over El’s shoulder and rubbed the tense muscles there.

“Next time I have you, I want to really have you,” El said quietly, pushing against Nu’s side, “I think I like you, Nu. I don’t. Understand why. But I enjoy you. You aren’t like everyone else and I thought that was because you were from the wilds but the rest of your tribe, they don’t … engage my attention like you do.”

“You have bright eyes,” was all Nu could offer in response, “your mother is afraid to lose you, I think. Maybe her trying to come between us has something to do with that.”

“My mother hasn’t exactly come between us,” El growled, pushing again, rubbing his face over Nu’s torso as if assuring himself that he was really where he was.

“She arranged for you to couple with Layaent and kept us from trying one another out in your office that day.” Nu said, moving his hand over El’s back to warm the bigger male, “she does not like that you and I are together, I think, and would rather I stayed out here while you return to civilization with her.”

“Who says that you have to stay here?” El growled, sitting up suddenly, “why stay out here at all?”

Nu sighed. El didn’t understand, he had only been in the wilds for a day, not even. There was much that El would never understand about the wilds, because he had not grown up there. It was like socialization, except instead of with one’s family, it was with the tree, with the animals and plants around them. The youths could do it, were better at knowing instinctually where things were or when was a good time to fish. The elders and adults struggled daily with the task, as if blinded by their desire to bend the wilds to their own will.

“This is my home. This is where I was bred and born and where my body grew into. Your world is too confining, it has no windows and all walls and false lights, false emotions, false words. Everything buzzes constantly and something made me irritable.” he said quietly, then sighed again, “your world is not all bad, but is not for Nu.”

“I have noticed the quiet,” El murmured, running his fingers over nearly faded bruises, “but I cannot leave my company, they need me.”

Nu made a sound at the back of his throat, “why? Company is inherited genetically, El is not genetic offspring of Gomesh Genetics and therefore will not inherit the company. This is well known fact across the internet and even your cousin counts on this. She fully expects to inherit the company herself and then where will you be? Where will Yao be? She is a good, strong female, she will not bow to her sister, just as the cock will not greet the moon and the wolf will not sing to the sun. Yao would be destroyed, you would be passed off or sold to the highest bidder. She lies, that one does.”

“Cousin? My cousin?” El asked as if he couldn’t believe it, “she’s incompetent at best. A slut to boot, she has no business skills and is terrible at lying.”

“Then why was she lying this morning?” Nu asked, “I read bodies as well as I do minds, El. With the ring aiding me, I have come to notice things more, especially the things that concern me. Your cousin is a liar. And your mother doesn’t seem to want you near me. We would need her blessing to be anything more than gratification.”

“More than gratification?” El asked, hesitant, “I suppose, that would be necessary.”

Necessary. That’s what he was, necessary? Nu was quiet as El laid his head back on Nu’s torso. He stared up at the sky and watched stars pass overhead as time moved and the night passed by. In civilization he had slept when night fell and the lights went out because that was what everyone else did. Father said Nu was a lucky one, one of five in the tribe who did not need to sleep every night. At that point, after the excitement of returning to the tribe, there was no way that he could sleep and for that night it was not a nice thing, to be unable to close his eyes and leave the world behind for a little bit.

Instead, he was left to his thoughts and turning over what El had said, over and over and over and over. A repetitive cycle, like the movement of the seasons, just the same thing over again a million times and whatever force was in control of the repetition didn’t care that Nu was fed up with it. He didn’t like how El was hesitant or implied that having something more than gratification was ‘necessary’ in that tone like it was troublesome but had to happen.

As the world was awakening around him, creatures preparing for the day, Nu got fed up and dumped El off of him. He stood and stretched as El grumbled and sat up. Ignoring the male, because he couldn’t be bothered with someone who just wanted gratification, Nu walked to the edge of the perch and slid down the main branch.

He found his father along the elder branch, cleaning out great-elder’s rooms.

“Am I worth nothing?” Nu asked father.

“Naked,” father said, looking Nu up and down, “didn’t get that from me.” Father plucked up a pair of deerskin shorts, a pair of Nu’s pants, and threw them at the young male, “dress, cover self and not walk about like that. Good way to declare to tribe that time of mating is approaching.”

“Am I worth nothing,” Nu repeated, pulling on the pants as he was told.

“Nu worth a lot to the tribe, is ring bearer, is history keeper.”

“But if I wasn’t, would I be worth anything?”

Father frowned and shook his head, “Nu not making sense. None are worth anything unless one makes oneself useful. If Nu was not ring bearer and historian, Nu would be useless to the tribe. Just as if Mysh was not leader, Mysh be useless. If Taya not healer, Taya useless to tribe. Each in tribe have role, each can only perform role given to them. If one is good at facts, one be historian. If one is good with children, one be nanny. Even Syano, in all arrogance and stupid, necessary to tribe’s function. Syano shows the tribe how not to act, shows tribe that those outside could be like him. Shows tribe that even we, chosen by God, can be stupid and useless unless apply selves.

“To remove usefulness is to make one useless. Like asking, remove lungs, will one survive?” father sighed, “so what makes Nu think Nu is useless to tribe?”

“No one. Likes me.”

“Snake like Nu, that one from otter, he enjoyed the shape of Nu. Not very good at pleasure, but was interested in. Shape. Then that one’s uncle, he ask after Nu many times,” father paused, “females like Nu more, many females bat lashes at Nu and Nu not see females. Otter say should pair with dominant male and have him ride Nu while Nu ride female to make more babies like Nu. Females like Nu, but Nu like males and the males are not interested in being with own. El is not us, but is alright decision by Nu.”

Nu lowered his head and scuffed his foot over the wood, “El not like Nu.”

“Oh?”

“Wants gratification.”

“Oh,” father snorted, “so stupid males. What can do? Though, El not too bright.”

“What do you mean he’s not bright?”

“Evera.” father made a head motion and led the way back to the common area.

There by the hearth, where the communal fire was all but out, mother was sitting with Evera’s head in her lap. Mother bent over the still woman, hands running over her face and shoulders. Nu’s sisters were all kneeling nearby, ready to retrieve anything and everything that mother might need.

“Sceptosclempishemia,” father murmured quietly.

“Genetic splicing scars breaking and tearing over time, as the body matures and cells divide to replace themselves. It usually only presents itself in midlife, as the cells begin the breakdown that will inevitably lead to death from old age. Begins with digestive problems and unless treated with highly expensive medication, ends when the bowels release their digestive juices and bacteria into the body cavity,” Nu said in response, hardly realising what he was doing, “not all splicing is clean and certain genetic alterations cannot be offered to commoners because the mass population would suffer from sceptosclempishemia as their bodies have not been prepared to receive such drastic changes.

“Corporations that deal in genetic modification have used their children as tweakers for generations, each one building on the previous and no genetic company has suffered from sceptosclempishemia before. Thus that cannot be what she has,” he concluded, turning to his father.

“In order to keep their children from ousting them, genetic corporations included a kill switch. Unless one of sixteen hundred amino acids was delivered to the heir, upon their thirtieth birthday, they would begin to break down as they entered their fertile lives,” father murmured, eyes closing, “Evera has kept self alive by killing reproductive organs at the risk of many other problems. El will not inherit Gomesh Genetics, but with luck and knowing Evera, is training Yao to be heir. Strong female that one.”

“Whe?” Nu blinked at his father, then considered what father had said, “Yao is strong, yes, but. Killing reproductive organs does not stop sceptosclempishemia, perhaps delay it by….”

“Hundred years?” father murmured, “Taya say that this is what is going on. Taya is good healer, knows stuff. Remember when that one died, the babe of Bri’s that made it out of the womb and breathed? That child had the same. Taya knows what this looks like. Evera takes many medicines but last night ate of food not carefully screened and acted up. Like. When Mysh eats mushroom.”

Nu winced, “father farts a lot when he eats mushrooms, and complains all night long of stomach pains.”

“Food wise, meant,” father said, going a little red in the cheeks, “Evera take medicine while Yao off and away. Taya tell little female with fire in eyes that Evera have allergic reaction. Little female looked tempted to try fire against fire of healing one. Not smart, but little one knew when to back down.”

“Ahyaosya,” Nu murmured, the rough translation of ‘fire in eyes’ into the old language that father had taught him.

“Yes. Cousin speak with Syano,” father growled, turning his attention to the male and female, standing by the branch that led towards the family rooms, “is not acceptable. Go bring female under heel.”

“Wha?” Nu squeaked.

Yao stepped around father and growled, she just seemed to materialise out of the tree. The female rose up on her toes and waltzed across the common area poised as could be. Yao’s sister saw her coming and folded her arms, stuck her nose into the air. Syano saw Yao and shrunk, directing his eyes downward as he tried to make himself smaller than the young female.

Nu looked away as the two females engaged one another. It was not polite to watch dominance fights, as that might express favouritism to one or the other opponent. Father kept his eyes on the pair of them.

“Mysh like little female with fire, reminds of Taya when just little creature that spit and hissed at Mysh,” father nodded slowly, “these two Nu bring in both strong ones.”

“They will go back to civilization.”

“Yes, as most of tribe did. Come out and say no, no, this is not life for this one. Then return to home and life and live as if nothing happened for a year, maybe two. Realise that what one thought was home is not home at all, is simply the womb. The place that birth this one but not where one is meant to die. People of tribe so much more than simple creatures. All must go to what they think is right to realise that what was thought as proper is not proper.”

Nu was quiet a long moment, “I thought. I thought I would like civilization, I thought that I would be able to handle it and that I could simply walk through the streets like there was no difference between myself and the rest of the world. In some ways I was better off than the others because I could see the wrong in the world and I knew more than the rest.

“But it was so closed in, it was so tight and there was no air to breath and no water to drink. They want me to dress like they do and act like they do and yet when they come to my home, to my place, they will not do as we do. They demand that we allow them to do as they want and then to convert our people to their ways.

“They pity us and look down on us, think us uncivilized. But they are the ones to pity. In civilization, that,” Nu turned and pointed to Yao, yanking hard on her sister’s hair and twisting the older, larger female’s arm, “would never happen, they would be told to get along with their sibling and that is the end of it and the mouthiest one wins or the most manipulative.

“They have forgotten what it is like to beat something with one’s hands and they complain because of trivial matters and here, in the forest, in the wilds, we do not even complain about the things that could kill us. Whiners and. And.”

“Pussies.” father grinned, showing teeth as Yao flipped her sister and grabbed hold of the other female’s throat firmly, “civilization sees one such as Yao and calls her damaged. Know what I see?”

‘I’ father had just said ‘I.’ Nu pulled his attention from the two females who were fighting and the males who were gathered loosely around them. Father had never used that pronoun before, not while Nu was around, anyhow. This was either an indication of how important what father was about to say actually was. Or father was losing a piece of himself… or. Gaining it back, depending on how it was viewed.

“One attractive, hot blooded female that needs a riding,” father grinned.

Or he was being a perverted bisexual. Nu glared at his father, then turned back to the females. Yao had won, had overcome her sister’s strength, and arose the victor. This being so, the young males were eager to attach themselves to the proven blood. Each male grinned at Yao and expressed their interest but the female walked off as if she didn’t notice any of them.

“Yao should,” father said as Yao approached him, “pick male and be nice to male.”

“Yao,” the female growled back, “is virgin and isn’t about to couple with anyone, so stop suggesting it, damn it.”

Father grinned the way he did when he knew he’d get his way, “who said female with fire need lose virginity to have a little fun?”

That was when Yao went from growling young woman to a curious kitten, “what do you mean by that?”

***

El awoke before dawn, as Nu pushed him off. As the younger male disappeared down the tree, El decided to stay up where they had slept. He didn’t know why Nu was leaving, perhaps for food or private necessities? Nu had been oddly quiet since El had agreed that they would need his mother’s blessing before they could take this to the next level.

He wasn’t entirely certain that he wanted to take this thing between him and Nu to a relationship status. For one, he had never had an actual relationship before. For two, Nu seemed to move between cranky male to interested partner to elusive virgin all in the course of a conversation.

This, he sat and pondered, ignoring his desire to move or stretch, to eat even. As he sat, the sun rose. Turning the sky from black night to midnight blue, to grays and shifting towards the reds slowly. Red and orange bled into the sky, like ink bleeding on a page. Reds turned to yellow as the sun peaked above the horizon and then grew. Even as the sun rose and became whole in the sky, the clouds in the sky retained the tinged colouring of dawn light.

Birds arose from the canopy below the tree and the forest came alive with the sounds of animals going about their morning routines. In dawn’s early light smoke arose from the forest, here and there and there and over there. Other tribes living in the wilds. These smoke columns disappeared as the sun rose, snuffed out by whoever tended them to hide their locations.

With the sun just over the horizon, some beast bellowed through the wilds. No. El leaned forward just slightly and cocked his head to the side. That was no beast, it was some kind of horn, off in the distance and then one across the way answering the first. These horns, El figured, roughly speaking anyhow, were coming from the same places as the columns of smoke. Given the fact that the tribe living beneath him called no answer back to the horns, El could only assume that these were not other tribes, but groups of short people.

Calling to one another across the wilds, organizing themselves.

El stood and stretched, collecting the blankets. He folded the one that had covered the pair of them for the night, then set it neatly on the leaves that surrounded the perch. Then he stepped on these leaves and folded the second one, setting it atop the first. That was when he realised the creepy part of the perch. It wasn’t solid wood, it didn’t simply exist in this forest by magic. The perch was branches and branches and more branches interwoven all together to form the perch. The leaves that he had thought surrounded the perch were a part of the perch, not separate from it.

Swallowing, El tried to accept the fact that branches and some leaves had held his weight over night. His weight and Nu’s. His weight and Nu’s while they… explored.

Gathering the blankets, he tried not to think about how many laws of nature that must break, El moved to the nearly straight and up down branch and climbed down as best he could. In the common area, El was startled to find several thing.

One was that the females were eager to take his blankets. They were quite happy to accept the blankets from him. Just as they were happy to make comments that sounded like they knew what El and Nu had been doing up in the tree top. Not only were they happy to make comments, they implied that it was about time and that at least someone had managed to leash the wild stallion.

Which was a bit odd, as Nu hardly seemed like a wild animal. El made a note to himself to look up what a stallion was and nodded to the women, trying to get away from them but in a polite way.

Two was that Nu and Mysh were speaking across the common area and Nu looked involved in the conversation. The little male had expression on his face and annoyance, anger, there was a fire in his eyes as he spoke and made wide gestures. Mysh was listening quietly, smiling just slightly whenever Nu’s back was turned, asking questions or directing the conversation as he pleased.

This was odd because it was the most emotion that Nu had shown. And because whenever Nu looked back at Mysh, who was his father, the older male looked very serious. While Nu’s back was turned, Mysh made a motion, something that El didn’t understand at all and whatever Nu said in response seemed to bring this conversation to an end.

Three was that Yao was atop cousin, hand about her throat and a menacing look in her eyes. El had never seen Yao look like that, like she could beat her own sister if the other woman didn’t learn to behave right now. Around Yao and cousin was a small gathering of young males, all obviously interested in Yao and all very much wanting the younger female’s attention.

Yao had never fought anyone, not a day in her life. Not even a verbal fight. Yao had snapped at her sister, had shouted or called cousin names, but she had never actually gotten in a fight with cousin before. He hadn’t any idea that Yao knew how to use the muscles necessary to fight. The only physical activity that Yao did was dancing after all, and that wasn’t exactly useful in fighting.

Four was his mother laying at the hearth, head in Taya, the healer’s lap. The moment Taya spotted El, she looked unconcerned, but there was little El could say about that. Mother had episodes of exhaustion and sometimes stayed in her room for days. This was something that El had come to understand and live with.

The odd thing was the presence of Nu’s sisters, all lined up, nice and neat and orderly by their mother’s side. By the healer’s side as the healer cradled the head of a stranger.

El took this all in and looked about the rest of the common area. Very few paid attention to El as he crossed the common area and towards Mysh and Nu. The moment that El approached, Nu rushed off. El watched the little male disappear along an oddly shaped branch before he focused on Mysh.

“What’s going on with,” he turned to motion to Yao and cousin, but only cousin remained, laying on the floor as if she expected someone to help her up, “where did Yao go?” he turned back to Mysh just fast enough to catch the odd look, the innocent blinking of the eyes and the pressing of lips.

“Who?” Mysh asked, rocking on the balls of his feet, hands clasped behind his back.

“My cousin.”

Mysh pointed to a passing female. El growled and shifted his weight to show that he was being serious, “she isn’t my blood relative, I’ve been adopted by-” Mysh pointed to cousin, laying across the common area, “the other one. Yao. About yay high and-” El’s ears twinged as he heard something.

Yao.

He rushed past Mysh only to find the male suddenly between him and the sound of Yao. A solid wall of muscle was what he hit and a hand grabbed hold of him and spun him around, thrusting him back towards the common area. El spun back around and shook a finger at Mysh.

“This is not a game-” a female voice cut across the sounds of the common area, rising up in a wailing cry.

“That not Yao,” Mysh said in a strangled voice as he rushed towards the sound.

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