Start the song. It's Hljóða Nótt by Ásgeir.

Tyler had never had a hangover before, but he was pretty sure this one would be the cause of his death. Josva didn't seem to have one despite having had more to drink than Tyler had ever seen a single human being consume. At the very least, he was coping with his hangover a lot better than Tyler was. The larger man laughed when Tyler groaned and pulled a pillow over his head to block out the noises in the room.

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Although Jenna had been dead set against letting either of her husbands bed her the night before, she was still bouncing rather enthusiastically on Josva's cock this morning. Their hips ground together almost savagely as her fingernails dug into his scarred chest. His hands were holding her hips so hard that Tyler momentarily wondered if he should pry them off of her before her hips shattered beneath Josva's large hands. From the intensity of Jenna's moans though, Tyler didn't think she minded the pain.

In fact, Jenna gasped out, "Harder."

The bed shifted as Josva rolled them over so she was pressed against the mattress, allowing him to maul her with his hips as she clawed at his back. Tyler kept the pillow over his head to block out the sheer volume of their moans as he tried to go back to sleep. On any other day, he would love every second of this, but his head was throbbing at the moment.

Tyler whined for a great number of reasons when Jenna screamed as she came, but he remained beneath his pillow. The bed kept moving until Josva came inside of her, babbling about how gorgeous she was and how much he loved her as he rode out his orgasm. Then the bed shook as Tyler felt Josva collapse onto the bed beside him, and a strong hand rubbed his back softly.

The smut is over.

"You need water," Josva informed Tyler a bit breathlessly. "Water, food, sleep, and as many orgasms as we can give you. Then you will feel better."

"I need silence," Tyler mumbled into the pillow grumpily, but he still didn't protest when he felt Josva's hands loosen the front of his pants before tugging them down to reveal his cock.

"We will be quiet then," Josva promised. His fingertips trailed along Tyler's exposed hipbones, raising goosebumps across the tender skin there. "My love, do you know what today is?"

Tyler huffed, not complaining at all when he felt his pants be removed completely. "The day I officially stop drinking?"

His husband and wife chuckled, and Tyler shivered when he felt Josva's large hands push his thighs apart gently. "Perhaps, little one, but today is something else too."

"What is it?" Tyler grumbled out curiously, gasping into the pillow when he felt Josva's beard brush against his inner thigh before a warm mouth was trailing open mouthed kisses along the skin there.

It was Jenna who responded since Josva's mouth was busy. "It is the first day of your Christmas, my beloved."

Tyler gasped, dropping the pillow off of his face and looking excitedly at Jenna. "That means I'm twenty! I turned twenty just over a week ago."

His wife smiled at him warmly, and the same expression was on Josva's face as he rested his cheek atop Tyler's thigh. "You are a man now, my love," Jenna told him softly.

"I have a present for you," Josva told him, sharing a knowing smile with Jenna as he climbed off of their bed.

She moved Tyler to sit up despite how sick he felt, and he watched Josva open a chest and take something out before coming back over to sit on the bed across from Tyler. He smiled warmly at Tyler.

"Tyler, our little bear from the gods, do you wish to continue to live in Scandinavia with us?" Josva asked Tyler softly, hiding whatever the present was behind his back.

"Of course," Tyler replied easily.

"Do you swear to be loyal to me, as your king and as your husband, until the Valkyries come to take you home?" Josva asked.

Tyler's eyebrows raised in surprise. "Yes. Absolutely. Why are you-"

"And do you swear to be loyal to Jenna, as your queen and as your wife, until the Valkyries come to take you home?" Josva pressed.

"Yes. Of course I do," Tyler replied despite his confusion.

Josva and Jenna glanced at each other excitedly before Josva produced something from behind his back, taking Tyler's hand and hooking the gift around his wrist. Tyler's jaw dropped when he saw the iron bear wrapped around his wrist.

"From today onward, you are a true Scandinavian, and you are really and truly our husband," Josva told him softly. "This is your arm ring. All Norsemen receive one when they become a man. Today, you have become a man, and a Scandinavian one at that. You are now officially King Tyler Dun of the Danish Isles, and should anything happen to me, you will take my place on the throne. But until then, we are going to get rid of the light in his room, get you some food and water, and spend the rest of the day making you feel as good as possible."

"You will need your strength today, little one, so be sure to eat all that you are fed this morning. You have two people to consummate a marriage with, and we both want to be greedy and have you all to ourselves before we share you," Jenna told Tyler, who was already convinced that he had never and would never have a birthday or Christmas better than today.

"And then we will feed you again and soak you in a nice warm bath," Josva informed Tyler happily.

As much as Tyler wanted this and didn't want to ruin it, he had to ask, "What about the funeral?"

Josva sighed. "It is too cold to break the ground today. We will not be able to bury them for a while. Besides, I would much rather spend today alone with my husband and wife than at a funeral."

"Not to mention, there is a little boy sitting on the throne today to honour your kingdom's traditions," Jenna pointed out. "Josva does not have to go to work today."

"Josva does not have to work," Josva confirmed as he climbed back down between Tyler's thighs, smirking as he lightly dragged his lips along the soft skin of Tyler's inner thigh, "but Josva will be very busy today."

Tyler blushed deeply, feeling goosebumps burgeon all across his body. "I'm awake, right? This isn't a dream?"

His husband and wife laughed. Jenna stroked his hair lovingly as Josva began trailing kisses up Tyler's inner thigh again. "You are awake, my beloved," Jenna promised him.

Shivers ran up and down Tyler's spine when his wife pulled him in for a kiss while Josva's lips travelled up to Tyler's hipbone. Tyler felt so loved like this. He stroked Josva's braids with one hand and held onto the front of Jenna's dress with the other. Jenna's fingertips softly trailed along his jawline as the kiss deepened, and Tyler's hand gripped Josva's hair a bit tighter when his lips moved to the space below Tyler's bellybutton. He gasped quietly when Jenna's lips moved to his neck instead, allowing him to see Josva kiss his way down, down, down.

"What are you doing?" Tyler asked breathlessly to his husband, watching him with wide eyes.

Josva chuckled, climbing up to press a gentle kiss to Tyler's lips. "My little love, do you trust me?" He asked softly, nuzzling his nose against Tyler's to make him smile.

"Always," Tyler insisted.

Two more kisses were pressed to his lips before his husband searched his eyes to make sure that statement was true. Josva smiled when he saw that it was absolutely true. "Tyler, my husband, I am going to take care of you. Is that okay?"

Although Tyler wasn't completely sure what all that entailed, he nodded enthusiastically. His husband laughed, smiling fondly at Tyler. Jenna smiled widely as she nudged her nose against Tyler's cheek before pressing a kiss there.

"You are blushing," Josva noted with a tender smile. Tyler's blush darkened. "Do not be embarrassed. This is new to me too, but we will figure everything out together. There is more than enough love between the three of us for us to be able to figure out how to take care of each other." He chuckled before adding, "Besides, we have our precious wife to teach us, and you and I both know that she is an expert."

Jenna laughed. "I do not know about that, but I have taught Josva a few things to help him show his love to you today. We also spoke to a few friends of ours, and we have figured out something special that he can do for you if you enjoy it. We can experiment with many different things today, and we can take our time with all of them. Just relax for now. Josva will take care of everything else."

"Okay," Tyler agreed easily, making his spouses smile at him.

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Josva kissed him slowly once again, his strong hands massaging Tyler's hips gently. It would be an understatement to say that Tyler's body was showing interest in whatever Josva was offering to him right now. That was especially true when Josva kissed his way down Tyler's chest and stomach before pressing gentle kisses around the base of Tyler's cock. Tyler gasped when Josva's lips softly dragged up along to tender flesh. The sound he made when Josva's lips closed around the head of his cock was embarrassing. His voice got so high, and his entire body seemed to begin to vibrate.

However, nothing could ever prepare Tyler for the feeling of Josva's mouth enveloping his cock, one of Josva's strong hands wrapping around what he couldn't fit as his head began to bob up and down. Tyler's back arched, and he moaned Josva's name out loudly as he clutched his husband's braids tightly in his hand.

"Oh god. Oh god. Oh god," Tyler whimpered out, making his wife chuckle as she brushed his hair back off of his sweaty forehead.

When Tyler's hips started to roll into Josva's mouth without Tyler's control, Josva pinned them down on the bed and took so much of Tyler into his mouth that Tyler slid partially down his husband's throat. His eyelids dropped shut as he moaned desperately. His husband moaned too as his tongue stroked the vein at the underside of Tyler's cock. The moan caused vibrations all around Tyler's already pulsating dick, making Tyler cry out once again.

"Joshua, so good. So good," he whimpered out in a strangled voice.

His husband moaned again at the sound of Tyler saying his name, and Tyler was absolutely certain he felt his cock twitch inside of Josva's mouth. Just when he was about to finish, however, Josva's mouth left him. He whined, too far gone to care how pathetic he sounded.

"No, come back. Please, Joshua. I need it. Please. I'm so close," Tyler begged, earning himself a warm smile from his husband, whose lips were swollen and pink.

Tyler fell silent as he watched Josva help Jenna to remove her dress before dropping it on the floor. He was so hard that he felt lightheaded, and he could barely focus as Josva left the space between his legs while Jenna climbed to straddle Tyler's waist. Without warning, Jenna took hold of Tyler's cock and slipped it inside of herself. Before he could even finish the moan that instinctively left his lips, his wife was moving.

The pace at which Jenna began to bounce on his cock was more than he'd ever experienced. This was what she did with Josva. It was harsh and way too much and not enough and just the right amount in all the right places. She was determined to get him off quickly, and she was going to make him feel as incredible as possible in the process.

"Jenna, please," Tyler whimpered out, making his wife smile brightly as she moaned.

"Are you going to fill me up, my love?" She asked him in an almost patronizingly soft voice.

Tyler moaned, his hips rolling up harder to meet Jenna's as she dug her nails into his chest slightly to steady herself as she shifted to allow Tyler to go deeper inside of her. Josva's arm was wrapped around Jenna's waist, his fingers rubbing that soft button between her legs as she pulled Tyler closer and closer.

Tyler's orgasm hit him all at once, making his vision go white for just a moment as his grip tightened on Jenna's hips and his movements stilled. Jenna whimpered when he filled her up, rocking herself on his cock until she came around Tyler with Josva still rubbing her through it.

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They all collapsed around each other then, pulling each other close and pressing kisses to each other's skin. Josva had finished when Jenna was riding him just a few minutes ago, so he didn't seem bothered by the fact that he hadn't gotten off again. He just wrapped his arms around his husband and wife, and let them rest their heads on his scarred chest as he rubbed their backs softly.

Tyler was smiling as he closed his eyes. The weight of his arm ring around his wrist filled him with warmth. He belonged here. He'd never belonged anywhere, but now he had a place in the universe that had been carved out just for him. This was his family. This would always be his family.

Servants brought them breakfast a little while later. The blankets and furs on the bed had been pulled up to block out the cold, so the young women could only see the three lovers from the waist up. They still blushed as they set the tray of bread, fish, winter fruits, and water atop the bed. Once again, Tyler realized that the servants were his own age, yet he found himself incapable of relating to them in any way.

Tyler was too tired to eat, but his husband and wife fed him anyways. They fed him until his stomach was so full he thought it might burst, and then they allowed him to snuggle up against Josva's side and close his sleepy eyes.

After a moment, a strange thought struck Tyler. He felt a blush burn his cheeks as he opened his eyes. Both of his spouses looked like they were trying to get some sleep, but Tyler still reached up to touch Josva's bearded cheek softly. His husband's eyes opened, and he looked fondly down at Tyler.

"Yes, my love?" Josva asked sleepily.

When Jenna didn't stir at the words, Tyler realized that his wife was fast asleep already. Tyler wasn't sure if that made him more or less embarrassed about the words that were about to leave his mouth.

"Joshua," Tyler whispered bashfully, "I feel jealous."

"Jealous of what?" Josva asked, concern knitting his eyebrows together.

Tyler's blush darkened. "I feel jealous that...." He trailed off before admitting, "Joshua, this is very embarrassing."

His husband smiled kindly at him, rubbing his back softly. "Do not be embarrassed, husband. You can tell me anything. I love you."

Tyler nodded, feeling much better with that knowledge despite the anxiety that still lingered. "I am jealous of Jenna,"' Tyler whispered, making his husband look worried. "I am jealous because...." He had to close his eyes and take a deep breath to collect himself. This was such an embarrassing thought to have. "I'm jealous that Jenna gets to have you...um...inside her. I don't know of any way for us to be that intimate, and I want one. I want to be that close to you."

Josva chuckled, kissing Tyler's forehead softly. "Oh, my beloved. Put away your jealousy. It is not necessary. Jenna and I spoke to many people with relationships like yours and mine, and there is a way. Do not worry. I can be inside of you if that is what you want. If you change your mind, that is okay too. Everything I do with you shows just as much love and care as being inside of you would. My love for you is different than my love for Jenna, but it is no less intimate."

Tyler nodded, letting out a quiet breath of relief. "I'm sorry if I-"

"There is no need for you to apologize, little one. The thought had crossed my mind as well. I want to be able to be as close to you as possible. I always want that," Josva reassured him gently. He lifted his hand to stroke Tyler's hair softly as he pressed a lingering kiss to his forehead. "We will sleep for a short while, and then we can talk about this some more, okay?"

"Okay," Tyler agreed, letting out a breath of relief. He smiled then, looking up at Josva with a smile. "Merry Christmas, love."

Josva chuckled. "Merry Christmas, little one."

"This is the best Christmas I've ever had," Tyler told his husband honestly, twisting his arm ring on his wrist as he spoke.

Josva smiled, lifting Tyler's wrist and pressing a kiss to his hand before kissing his arm ring. "I was going to have it be made to look like a wolf since that is what your pelt was made from, but after we talked to the Seer, I knew it had to be a bear."

Tyler smiled widely at that. "I think you're right."

His husband's hand stroked the shaved section of the back of his head lovingly. "When I first saw you in England, I knew Jenna would love you, but I had no idea how much I would love you too. The gods were so clever when they placed you in my path."

Tyler beamed, lifting his head up to kiss Josva's lips. He pressed a kiss to Jenna's forehead as she slept, stroking her hair softly. "Goodnight, my loves," Tyler whispered.

Josva chuckled. "Sleep well, my beloved. I have many plans for you when you awaken."

A smile tugged at Tyler's lips as he closed his eyes. "Don't let me sleep through it."

"I wouldn't dream of letting you sleep through this," his husband chuckled out.

"I love you, husband," Tyler yawned out happily.

"I love you too, husband," Josva replied softly, combing affection into Tyler's hair with gentle fingers until sleep overtook them.