Blue smiled and nodded his head slowly, watching with dark, stormy eyes as his wolf settled in between his thighs and began nibbling at his flesh. "Yes, I'm okay," he breathed. "Don't stop." He let his head gently tilt backwards again as Eivind traveled downward, gasping and wiggling in response to Eivind licking playfully between his ass cheeks. His partner's hand rested firmly on his belly to keep him still, but Blue couldn't stop himself from squirming as soft swells of pleasure rolled over his body. Blue's fingers continued to blindly play with the wolf's hair at first, not pulling him any which way or commanding he go anywhere, just as long as he stayed happily situated at Blue's groin.<br/><br/>He would sneak a few peeks at his wolf as the older male nipped and licked. Something about seeing a man, and a masculine one at that, sit between his legs and pleasure him without hesitation was uncontrollably arousing to Blue. He had dated a few older men before, the oldest having been twenty years his senior, but most of those previous lovers had been overly masculine individuals, too concerned with maintaining their dominance over Blue that his own satisfaction often went neglected. Their only goal was to ensure that they came somewhere on Blue's body, convinced that it somehow should have been enough for him. Blue wasn't a fan of that overt and, in his opinion, insecure version of masculinity, and each time he had found a way to separate with the unsatisfactory male before things got too serious. But Eivind wasn't like that. Yes, the wolf's instincts did cause him to be a<i>very </i>dominating presence, but Eivind was born to be that way. He was meant to be an alpha, a leader of a large pack, and although Eivind had rejected that life, the instincts were still there. But they did not interfere with Eivind's desire and ability to nurture, nor did it make him overly critical of bowing to his submissive lover and offering him his mouth to satiate his quivering arousal. As he continued to tangle his fingers in Eivind's mane, he realized he had never felt more attracted to the wolf than in that moment.<br/><br/>If Eivind was unfamiliar with how to suck someone off, Blue didn't notice it. The wolf was perhaps a bit overly cautious at first, but when Blue became impatient and began to tug at his head, Eivind responded obediently and licked and sucked where Blue wanted without offering any resistance. Blue responded by offering Eivind a series of light, sweet gasps and moans, his voice almost getting caught in his throat as he struggled to take deep breaths. The pain in his side was only just starting to let up thanks to the medication, but it was still very much there, and whenever Blue tried to take a deep breath to cope with the crests of gratification that were rising and falling along his flesh he felt a stabbing pain where Eivind had grabbed him.<br/><br/><i>Don't focus on it</i>, he commanded himself, shutting his eyes tight as he tried to hone in on the beautiful man on his cock and not the daggers coming from his rib cage. "Don't stop," he said again, his fingers tightening hard on Eivind's hair. His body trembled as the wolf ran his hand along his lean thigh, and he could feel the beginnings of his orgasm prickle at his groin. His balls began to tighten and pull up against his body, and his pelvic muscles clenched in anticipation of the explosive release that was growing inside of him.<br/><br/>The boy gasped and jerked his head forward when Eivind removed his mouth, his lips parted and caught mid-moan. He looked down at Eivind, his eyes glossy and his cheeks flushed the color of fresh strawberries. "You wanna taste me?" he whispered, reaching down to stroke Eivind's whiskered face. He truly was stunning to look at, in an exceptionally virile kind of way that inspired a prurient desire and awe in Blue. He grinned softly, pulling his hand away from Eivind's face and grabbing at the wolf's hair again, this time more forcefully. He pulled Eivind down and jutted his hips upward until he was in the wolf's mouth once more, directing him to bob his head up and down the length of slender shaft. He did this for a short moment, only until Eivind got the gist of want he wanted, then released the wolf's hair and let his hands fall down to his sides where, like his partner, he dug his fingers into the earth.<br/><br/>"Fuck, Eivind," he groaned, his hips gently thrusting upwards into his partner's mouth as the approaching climax gripped at him again, tightening every muscle in his body and filling his head with a thick, musky fog that made it incapable for him to think of anything or anyone other than the wolf. It didn't take very long for Blue to release himself, moaning loudly and without shame as his cock pulsed and shot quick bursts of semen into Eivind's mouth. The orgasm was far better and more fulfilling than the one he had had alone in the shower, and Blue couldn't remember the last time he had felt so consumed by this tingling, addictive warmth.<br/><br/>By the time he was finished, Blue was panting like a dog, finding it difficult to catch his breath. His hips fell back onto the ground with a hard thud and his body slumped against the tree in exhaustion. Although he was still riding the residual waves of pleasure that carried him down from his orgasm, ejaculating so violently had put a definite strain on his body that he hadn't been anticipating.<br/><br/>It hurt. Everything hurt. He didn't regret any of it for one second, as being with Eivind was the only light, the only positive and wondrous thing that he had experienced for months, but fuck.<i>Everything hurt.</i>