"You don't need to flatter me, you already fucked me," Blue giggled, his chest rising and falling deeply as Eivind pressed into him, peppering his skin with adoring kisses that left Blue feeling inundated with emotion. He could feel his spilled seed squished against their respectively flat stomachs, but like his lover, he didn't really mind the mess. He might have once upon a time, but many things had changed since he was just a lazy art student fumbling his way through young adulthood. He had been nothing remarkable back then, just a pretty face with a talented hand, but no one worth a second glance. With Eivind, Blue felt special. He felt precious and important, maybe even loved, though Blue was hesitant to use such a word. He didn't wish to complicate their relationship further with such heavy declarations, only enjoy the moment they had created for themselves there in that dark cave with the rain pouring outside, a sweet natural soundtrack to their vigorous fucking.<br/><br/>Blue sighed when Eivind kept on with the sweet sentiments; they weren't something he had ever heard from a partner before, and despite his tendency to lean toward skepticism, Blue couldn't stop himself from being charmed by Eivind's words as he knew they didn't come easily to him. Eivind wasn't a manipulator or a bullshitter. He said things truthfully and plainly, although he did sometimes skirt issues he didn't wish to discuss. But if he was saying it, it was bound to be accurate, and Blue had no doubts his lover's words were the real thing. "You're wonderful, just as you are," Blue told him, offering him a satisfied but exhausted smile. "My perfect wolf."<br/><br/>The two males spent the rest of their time kissing one another languidly, unable to stop themselves from tasting one another again and again. It was a long time until Eivind's knot finally subsided, but Blue was simultaneously sad and relieved when it did. He would have preferred his partner to stay inside him longer, but he was so tired, and even the wolf's sugary kisses weren't enough to keep exhaustion from claiming him. He grunted when the older male finally did slip out of him, his body shivering as he felt Eivind's creamy release leak out of him and trickle down the cleft of his ass. Immediately Eivind was manipulating his body, pulling him close and resting Blue's head on his arm, tugging his ass so it pushed into his groin and Blue's back pressed against his chest. Blue's eyes closed and it was less than a minute before he was slumbering soundly, his lover's arms wrapped around him, his lips still gracing the back of his salty neck.<br/><br/>There were no nightmares that night, no horrendous images of gnashing teeth or bloody wounds. Blue slept more soundly than he had in ages, and although they were laid out on hard rock, the young man did not toss or turn once, still against his lover when the wolf started to groggily ease himself inside of Blue's ass. The boy hadn't responded when Eivind lifted up his leg to spread out his ass cheeks, and he was halfway inside before Blue finally started to wake. Consciousness came to him in the form of a long, drawn out moan as he instinctively pushed his backside into his wolf, eager to take all of his hard, throbbing cock.<br/><br/>The sex that morning was very different from the passionate, aggressive coupling they had engaged in the night before, but it was no less wonderful. The two males rocked with one another, slowly and deliberately, Eivind fucking him sleepily from behind as Blue moaned, gyrating his hips back into Eivind's crotch. They did this for a long time, simply enjoying one another's bodies. When Eivind came, Blue came too into Eivind's hand, and they lay there, Blue dripping, Eivind locked into his young mate's clenched orifice, unable to pull away.<br/><br/>"My perfect wolf," Blue whispered, falling back into unconsciousness as his body was overrun by pleasurable waves of warmth that settled him better than any drug ever could.<br/><br/>By the time Blue woke again, the sun was already high in the sky. The cave was lit by a dark greenish tinge as the sunlight passed through the mossy covering, but it was still bright enough for Blue to see without issue. The young man groaned, rolling away from his darling's arms and feeling Eivind's flaccid cock ease out of him. Every single part of Blue's body screamed with pain, some of it good, some of it not. He loved the way his ass was nice and sore from their fucking, but his side was bothering him again, and he was shaky and grimacing as he stood.<br/><br/>His clothes had dried well overnight but Blue had no desire to dress himself just yet, in case Eivind wanted to fuck him again when he awoke. But before that happened, Blue needed to eat something and take a pain pill. The last thing he wanted was to be clenching his jaw in pain as the wolf made love to him. He grabbed the water container and walked over to the now dry first aid pack, kneeling down beside it and rifling through it lazily.<br/><br/>"Huh," he breathed, digging deeper into the bag but finding no sign of the oxycodone bottle. "They were here, I know they were." He dumped all of the bag's contents out onto the ground and stared at them intently, his eyes failing to find the bottle Alaric had given them. "No, no, no, no," Blue hissed, sifting through the items desperately though he knew the bottle wasn't going to magically appear just because he willed it. "They were<i>right here</i>!" He stood and began searching around the cave, in case they had fallen out and rolled away somewhere when he had dropped the back the night before. Every inch of the cave's entrance was searched, painfully. Blue even ventured out past the mossy entrance and combed through the grass, looking for any sign of the bottle and finding nothing.<br/><br/>His side was on fire by the time he returned back to the fire pit and his face was contorted into a mask of pain and frustration. "What the fuck?!" he said desperately, biting on his thumb as he thought about where the bottle could have disappeared to.<br/><br/><i>The river. I dropped the bag in the river. The pills must have fallen out.</i><br/><br/>Blue recalled falling from the slimy bridge plank, falling down and letting the bag slip from his shoulder in the process. He had thought it had been closed securely to prevent anything from falling out, but apparently he had been wrong. If the bottle had fallen into the river like Blue suspected, there was absolutely nothing the young man could do about it now. He was screwed.<br/><br/>"FUCK!" he screamed, momentarily forgetting about his slumbering mate, overcome with frustration as the dull ache in his side grew. "GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!"