<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Blue didn't loosen himself, instead coating Eivind's jutting cock with a generous amount of lube, mounting up without hesitation. Maybe Blue was as impatient and needy as he was or he was simply taking advantage of Eivind's lack of mobility. Eivind felt as his body began to accommodate him, tilting his head back as he lost himself in the glorious sensation.<br/>
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“It loves you,” Eivind retorted playfully at Blue's comment. He felt that was fairly obvious at that point, Blue encouraging him to attention whenever he pleased and then it also cropping up at less convenient times. When Eivind's knot pressed firmly into Blue he commented about the size, though he didn't try to avoid it. Eivind ran his hands up and down his sides in encouragement, enveloped in tight heat. Eivind hadn't forgotten how to touch Blue even if he couldn't do all the things he'd learned his lover liked to feel with his cock. Blue took his own pleasure and Eivind helped him along with that he could do, his hand gentle and unhurried on his sensitive flesh. He came all over Eivind's stomach in a thick stream, the scent of his release and Blue's own words encouraging Eivind. It was more than enough, especially with Blue still grinding on top of him and he reached his peak, pulling Blue in closer to him in an effort to keep mostly still. His cock was pulsing, filling Blue and feeling better for it. Connected again and comforted in a way that Eivind would have never been able to convey with words.<br/>
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He went slack after, lazily pulling Blue to lay down against his chest, ignoring their mess. He kissed him tenderly, hand petting his hair and caressing the back of his neck, but it was apparent he was drifting once again. With his knot keeping them together it was the perfect chance for a brief doze even if he was hungry, his arms locked around Blue's waist. He wasn't going anywhere anytime soon and the familiar weight against him was comfortable and soothing.<br/>
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Footsteps upstairs woke him and Sig let himself in, assuming he'd given them enough time to separate. He wasn't fully correct in his estimations and he only gave a little huff in annoyance that both would neglect their hunger to enter into a long bout of lovemaking the day after they'd fished Eivind out of a mountainside.<br/>
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“I'm not making breakfast tomorrow,” Sig told them, setting the plates on the bedside table. He walked to Eivind's thigh, curious at how the wound looked this morning after Alaric had cleaned it. It didn't seem to bother him that the wolf was still tucked into his mate. Sig had more he could be doing with his day than simply waiting for the two to finish. Sig poked the area under it and Eivind hissed.<br/>
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“Does it hurt?” Sig asked and Eivind sent him a scathing look. The smaller wolf nodded.<br/>
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“Yeah, I bet. Then you should have taken your medication and had breakfast first. Blue isn't going anywhere. It could have waited.” For all his scolding Sig was still happy that Eivind was feeling well enough to fulfill his duty. It showed in his face, not really holding long to the irritation he was playing at. He'd brought eggs, peppers, and toast up for the both of them. Synnove had dropped the eggs off from the packs chicken coop and sent them with even more fresh vegetables. More than fair considering Eivind usually brought back big game with him and always split up his kills. Sig didn't think Eivind would be hunting for a while. Eivind peered over at the food, reaching to pull a blanket over himself and Blue, both so that they could separate with modesty and so that Sig would stop poking at his thigh.<br/>
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“Blue and I went to the store already. We figured you'd be bringing something back, so we didn't get any meat. Probably best for your stomach anyway for a while.”<br/>
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Eivind snorted his disagreement.<br/>
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“Sooner that I get back to eating regularly the sooner I will be back to normal,” he said.<br/>
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“Alright, well I can go back to the store if you want. Today, but like I said, I'm not doing shit tomorrow,” Sig offered.<br/>
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“Yeah, sure. My keys are.. somewhere, and my wallet is,” he motioned to the top of the dresser, hissing and losing his train of thought when Blue shifted off of him to help him sit up. “But please, be easy on my truck. It accelerates slow because that's how it's made.” Sig had never driven his truck before and he trusted him less than Blue, but he would rather he go than his mate leave him to run errands. Sig nodded, running back downstairs to get them water so that he could head out.<br/>
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Eivind's truck handled fine, it was just cumbersome. Sig had to remember how long the vehicle actually was, but once all the road he let it ease up to the speed limits, the engine rumbling away. They probably should have filled it up before coming home but Sig figured out how to switch to the secondary reservoir tank. When the meter went back up again he was confident he'd be able to make it into town. He was nearly there when it had gone into the red, but every vehicle he'd driven would travel for miles after the fuel light came on. Eivind's trunk didn't seem to have so much wiggle room and he ended up stalling it on the road just before his turn. He tried switching the tanks again, thinking he probably had enough in the first one to get him the rest of the way but the engine wouldn't turn over at all. Not a peep and Sig was starting to panic. Eivind was going to murder him.<br/>
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At the very least he needed to get it off the road. Like hell he was going to call Eivind or Blue to tell them that he'd fucked something up. He'd figure all that out after. Sig put the truck into neutral and opened the driver side door to both try to push from outside of the truck and turn the wheel at the same time. Folks were kind enough to blow their horns at him and Sig smiled and waved when they sped by him, not bothered at all by their impatience. Of course, Eivind's vehicle was heavy as shit and even if Sig was able to gain a few inches it simply rolled back stubbornly where it decided to stop. It didn't stop the little wolf from putting all his effort into the process. He was still a werewolf, even if he wasn't as strong as someone like Eivind. Leaving it wasn't an option.</span></span>