With his arm around Jordan, Grogek began leading the way. "We should seek out Elunara now."
"What's she going to do other than tell me "Fuck and be done"?"
"You know our wife better than that. Her counsel right now will be invaluable. When Tulani was being pursued by Carla, her advice was not to fuck her. When Susan and I were... well, before we got together, Elunara's advice was not to fuck and be done. Elunara will take your feelings into consideration, as she does in all things."
Jordan sighed. "You are right. I don't know why I was taking this out on her when she wasn't even here."
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The pair made their way to the house as Elunara came out of her dungeon room. She rushed over to Jordan. "What happened? You look like you've seen a ghost."
"Wrathion kissed me." Jordan collapsed into Elunara's embrace.
Elunara tensed. "That little shit. I told him to apologize and then leave you alone."
"You--"
"I told you Elunara wouldn't go for her usual response."
Jordan wrapped himself around Elunara and shuddered. Elunara blinked. "You honestly thought I would tell you to fuck and be done?" When Jordan flinched, she sighed. "I know what I'm like, but I also know YOU. You've been fighting everybody tooth and nail to be just mine."
Jordan let go of Elunara and raked his fingers through his hair. "I'm sorry I assumed the worst." He went to the couch and flopped down. Leaning forward, he put his elbows on his knees and dropped his hands down. "I just don't know how to feel right now. Gods, he kisses like you."
The entire room froze, and you could cut the tension with a knife. Jordan just wanted to use that knife to end it all. "GAH!"
"Who do you think taught him?" Elunara shook her head. "You know, Jordan, I've never understood why you're so squeamish around men being physical with each other."
He frowned at her. "I don't..." He trailed off.
"Oh, yes you do." She began to tick off her fingers. "Jerry and Louis, Bradly and Bryan, a few other couples I know of you turn away embarrassed when they have been caught snuggling. You get weirded out when I try to stick both your dicks in my mouth at the same time. It took you forEVER to get used to when your balls smack together, and there was the time you took it out on ME when your dick touched Grogek's balls and you enjoyed it."
Grogek's eyebrow shot up.
Jordan felt the heat rise in his face. He looked everywhere but Grogek.
"The point is, you've always had a touch of homophobia in you. And it usually manifests at the worst possible times." She sat on the couch next to him. "Most homophobes are mean, nasty, and largely afraid of being treated like they treat women, but you're not. So, what gives?"
"I..." He shook his head. "I don't know. Honest, I don't."
"Then let us trace it back, when do you first remember being embarrassed or disturbed by this kind of thing?"
Scrubbing his hands over his face, he considered. "You know that when I was sixteen my parents were killed, well my father was killed, and my mother went missing. Shortly after that, I met Renwa. He was eighteen and already in the Stormwind guard training. I thought he was the coolest person I'd ever met. My dad had been trained as a guard in Stormwind and moved to Westfall. I joined shortly thereafter, as I wanted to do my dad proud. However, I was still young for the guard, and some of the older men took notice of me. Uncomfortable notice. Things were said, passes were made, gropes attempted. It was a nightmare." He sighed. "Renwa though, he protected me. One day I was in the showers and a pair of burly men had cornered me. I was naked, afraid, and struggling to act tough. Renwa found us and, even at his age was more than enough to kick some ass. Renwa and I were fast friends, and we did everything together. I mean it. I was glued to his ass.
Soon, the rumors started. I didn't know about them at first, I was completely oblivious. In fact, they could have been started by those men, who knows. But soon the whispers intruded. Renwa and I were awfully close, weird, wasn't it? Renwa was my friend, my protector, my savior, but what if..." Jordan trailed off. "I guess the rumors on Draenor were not the first I dealt with, they were just the most disturbing. I kind of blocked out those memories of my teen years. Of being accused in whisper of being in love with Renwa."
Elunara rubbed his back. "Did Renwa know?"
Jordan shook his head. "He never spoke of it. Even when I tried to pull away, distance myself. He would pull me back into his friendship. He would talk me out of whatever funk I was in at the time. When he got promotions and I didn't, I would back off again, why damage his reputation with mine? But he's a stubborn lot." With a soft laugh, Jordan stared off into the distance. "Even as a teenager, I fumbled with the ladies. Oh, I was interested in them, but none of them felt... right. It seriously wasn't until I met you that things started falling into place for me. You know the rest from there."
"Oh, Jordan."
He leaned against her, tears in his eyes. "I'm sorry. I know your values. I know I shouldn't get, as you call it, squeamish around men enjoying each other. I just wanted Renwa to be my friend, not my lover. I didn't want to ruin his relationships with women because I was attached at his hip. I didn't want to ruin MY relationships with women, but I always thought I was impotent because I couldn't be with a woman. I started to wonder if maybe I was... like that."
"Being like that is not a detriment. I used to be a whore who only fucked men because that was the best way to get my physical contact fix. I never gave women a thought. Most hated me on sight, and those that didn't, quickly learned to. You know Tulani was a bit of an accident. I would never begrudge her or my feelings on that. Now, I give women a chance if they want some hot night elf action." She winked. "I'm not telling you to give Wrathion a chance. In fact, I'll make his life a living hell if he bothers you. But please don't let your past and silly rumors affect your feeling towards men. We all know that Renwa is your best friend. I'm sure if he knew about the rumors, he ignored them."
"You're right. You're always right."
"I will never tell you to change, and I certainly wouldn't ask you to let Wrathion pursue you, but you have got to stop being so squeamish. How else will I get double dick in my mouth?"
Jordan laughed. "Always so horny." He sighed and sat straight. "I don't even know how male relationships work."
Elunara stood up and went into her library. She came back with a book. Pushing it into his hands, she opened it up. "This is all my knowledge on the subject."
"Of course, you do." Jordan opened the book. He winced. "And of course, vividly detailed."
"It's me."
"If the crisis has passed, I need to get back to the yard." Grogek uncrossed his arms and straightened up from where he was leaning against the wall.
"You're free to go, Sugarbear."
Grogek nodded. "If you make any decisions, let me know. I'm still not above cutting off his head."
Elunara rolled her eyes. "Please do not cut off my newest lover's head. I like it right where it is."
"To defend my brother, I would make you unhappy, my love. It's the cost of family."
"Too true."
