"Didn't tell you to?" Blue replied incredulously, his mouth hanging open as he stared at Eivind, flummoxed by how someone could be so painfully dense. "I was grinding on top of your lap. Naked. I was rubbing my cock against yours and jacking you off. I specifically said to you that I wouldn't have gotten on your lap if I didn't want to get fucked. Am I fucking missing something? Do I need to paint 'FUCK ME, EIVIND' in huge neon letters across my ass cheeks?" The boy groaned in frustration and stomped around in the wet, squishy mud, the forest floor sinking a bit beneath him as the rain continued to pour and flood the surface. He scoffed at Eivind's retort and stared off into the distance, shaking his head slowly. "Well congratulations, we're both idiots, it seems."<br/><br/>Blue didn't respond at first when Eivind tried to get him to turn around, weakly tugging his arm away, though Eivind was persistent. After fending off another attempt, Blue reluctantly gave in and turned toward the wolf, sighing as he fussed over Blue's fresh wound, although it was the pain in Blue's side that was truly bothering him. He found the way Eivind presented himself to him interesting, like a dog approaching his master with his tail between his legs after doing something bad. It was at this moment that Blue truly noticed the height difference between them. It wasn't much, but Blue still stood a few inches higher than Eivind, and with his head bowed, the wolf appeared smaller and humbled. He listened silently as Eivind explained, and despite the boy's apparent frustration, he couldn't find it within himself to stay angry at Eivind for long. The wolf had just been trying to be good to him, wary of overstepping his boundaries like the first two times. Viewing the situation through that lens, it was easier for Blue to understand why Eivind had tried to hold back. He still didn't understand Blue, not completely, and he had made it crystal clear that he wasn't used to flirting and copulating with humans. Although Blue could see where Eivind was coming from, he still found himself irritated and exasperated. Eivind had at least received an orgasm from the awkward encounter, while Blue just stood there, his cock still somewhat awake although his erection had subsided significantly.<br/><br/>"I guess we'll just have to try again another time," Blue said, sighing as he looked down to see Eivind's cock still erect, his knot locked into nothing, though it was supposed to be locked in him. Blue bit his lower lip and reached out, brushing the tips of his fingers against the odd bulge in the wolf's shaft, following the blue veins that outlined it. "Does it take a long time to go down?" Blue asked curiously, tilting his head as he admired the firm bulb. Eivind's knot appeared to be rather substantial to him, especially considering that the wolf was of a leaner build than some others Blue had encountered. Although he was going purely by sight, not feeling, and Blue had no idea what his mate's knot would feel like once it was actually inside of him. Would it feel overwhelming like Lofgren's, or would it be more comfortable than that? He hoped for the latter, though Blue did not make these desires known.<br/><br/>"How exactly do these things work? What's the point? They fill you up and then your bodies can't separate until the swelling or whatever it is goes down. Do you . . . release something? Like another kind of semen? What does it feel like when it's inside someone? Does it feel nice?" His fingers were still casually gracing Eivind's foreign anatomy, and despite the strangeness, Blue found himself oddly intrigued. As he had felt knots before and never once enjoyed it, he could only guess that he was intrigued solely because this was a piece of Eivind, and despite the wolf's mistakes, he was still very interested in having Eivind be a part of him and vice versa. His cock twitched lightly, but Blue ignored the sensation. Their chance together had most likely passed for the night, and he was in need of some pills to swallow anyway.