Eivind watched Blue’s every reaction. Not like an overly jealous boyfriend might, but a man curious to his lover’s subtle mechanisms. He was secure in knowing Blue was his. He was sure all three of these men were quite aware of it. It was mostly obvious Eivind wasn’t there for himself, but he was polite. Not reactive to any of the men in the slightest, but he didn’t insult them by making them look bad either. Blue turned playful, looking to Eivind in some sort of ask. Not permission exactly. Eivind wouldn’t tell him what to do but just to check with one another that they were on the same page. That they both were enjoying this, even if Eivind less so than Blue. Blue was comfortable, calling the shots, and Eivind was okay to let him take the evening where he’d like. He knew, at the even of it, exactly where his mate would be.<br/><br/>Eivind watched as Blue’s lookalike straddled his lover, finding it appealing if only because it involved Blue. Like a favorite main course served with a satisfactory side dish. After Valentino was done he went over to Sig and Blue leaned over to him once more. Eivind breathed him in deep when Blue nipped at his throat.<br/><br/>“Not compared to you,” Eivind said and it wasn’t just empty flattery. Another deep breath, Blue running his hands over his crotch. That elicited a reaction out of Eivind and his hands came instinctually up Blue’s side, around his back, to grip his ass. The situation had seemed to rile Eivind slightly, though it all seemed to spill over at once. Watching Blue with others, just toeing that line, made him want to touch his mate all the more. His hands were more possessive and demanding, signaling his mild frustration at sitting back and<i>behaving</i>. Blue taking his hand and making it obvious he was aroused only made it all more potent.<br/><br/>“Yes,” Eivind answered. He could see Valentino with Sig, just the outline of the young man as he pushed the little wolf back easily and climbed over him. He took more liberties with Sig, moving his hand to the outside of his hip, encouraging some appropriate and well placed touching. Eivind could picture it then, from the distance, Blue pushing Sig back in the same way. It made him wonder, knowing that he’d never had someone in that way if it was a desire within him. He’d been watching him with the others as well, enjoying, wondering how curious he might have been about it. Or if he simply felt it was off the table now that he was mated and about to be married. It was something Eivind never really thought he’d be thinking about and he had to wonder how much he’d drank.<br/><br/>Blue snapped him from his thoughts when he hopped up from his lap. Eivind wanted to snarl and snatch his mate back to him, but he reined that back in and watched as he went to Valentino. He whispered something into his ear and Eivind could only imagine what those words might have been. He realized what that was a few moments later when Blue was straddling his hips, taking direction from a skilled stripped, rolling his hips over his own. More contact than what would have been appropriate from the professionals. Blue’s shirt went and he encouraged Eivind to touch. His calloused hands knew every part of Blue’s body yet they were greedy then, unable to get enough.<br/><br/>“This is.. much more my style,” Eivind said, a pause as he struggled with himself. Painfully erect, he didn’t know how he was going to keep from flipping Blue over that furniture to fuck him right there. He nipped at Blue’s ear, let out a soft growl that was little more than a vibration.<br/><br/>“When we get home you’re going to get it.” His voice was low, a warning. “So go ahead. Keep it up.”