Blacktail Deer Plateau Equinox

Lasher spoke frankly of one male and one female lover. Peregrine swallowed at the mention of the former and shifted his weight. He didn't know what to make of same-sex pairings. He didn't understand them or their purpose. If he was being honest with himself, he found them a little disgusting... at least in regards to two men. When he pictured two ladies getting together, the mental image didn't bother him so much as tease him.

Shaking his head as if to clear it, Peregrine admitted, "Your approach to lovemaking is very different from what I've experienced. Before I came here, I associated mating with reproduction and regarded the entire process almost clinically. When I first met Hawkeye, I offered to be the father of her children; she was the one who wanted romance and partnership," he recalled. "Then I fell in love with her... and out of it nearly as quickly. Our children were borne out of love, though, and maybe because of them, I still believe in it and want it for myself again someday."

He let out a breath, his dark brow furrowing. "I hate to be crude... wait, who am I kidding? I love being lewd," the Alpha male quipped, albeit with an edge of sincerity. "But what's it like? I mean, did you... copulate with the male? Or was it more a matter of the heart than the body?" He felt a little embarrassed but his curiosity was genuine, which was evidenced by the cool fire in the gaze which clung unwaveringly to Lasher's face.