"In all honesty, I'm not sure what to do." Blue took a long moment to think, using his fork to absentmindedly move around the leftover eggs and peppers on his plate. He laughed softly at Eivind's joke, though perhaps the older male wasn't too far off. Aside from sex, Blue wasn't aware what Sig would actually<i>enjoy</i>. "Maybe it doesn't have to be anything really unique. We can take him out to dinner, or maybe just cook for him since he seems adamant on not doing it anymore," he laughed, pushing his plate off onto the bedside table, hardly able to eat more than the injured Eivind.<br/><br/>"Then again, that prostitute idea is starting to sound better and better. At the very least, I know he would have fun with them if not with us." Eivind was settling himself back down now, and Blue had no desire to separate himself from his mate, though he wasn't nearly as exhausted after his nap. Despite not needing the extra rest, Blue snuggled up against Eivind, situating himself underneath the wolf's outstretched arm and tucking his long body against his mate. He waited until Eivind had drifted off again, searching for the usual signs: slow and heavy breathing, loose limbs, the gentle tilt of Eivind's head.<br/><br/>Blue reached up to run his fingers through Eivind's hair, admiring the thick, dark strands.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">x - x - x - x - x<br/>​</div>"A friend's?" Stellan grinned, moving over to the passenger's side of the truck and opening the door, positioning himself so he could push along while Sig steered the truck safely to the shoulder. "That explains quite a bit. I didn't think a wolf like you needed such a monster. You'd look much better someplace more compact. Back of my bike, perhaps." Stellan's flirting was merciless, but he couldn't seem to help himself. The small wolf's scent was thick and alluring, and although they weren't quite at arousal stage, it was obvious he was interested. Stellan had always maintained a preference for small wolves, liking the way their petite bodies tucked up sweetly against his 6' frame. A wolf like this had no chance among his pack, he lamented, but he'd be a sweet ornament on Stellan's various appendages.<br/><br/>He sniffed the inside of the truck, sensing much more than just the little wolf. Another scent was all over. A wolf around his age, not one he was familiar with. And a human male... sweet smelling, young. The truck cab was an intriguing mixture of testosterone, semen, and food. Whoever the owner of the truck was, he certainly knew how to have a good time.<br/><br/>When the stranger related to Stellan what had happened, the wolf frowned slightly, shrugging lightly as he began examining the truck. "Yeah, maybe that's it," he replied, somewhat teasingly. It was apparent his new friend wasn't very knowledgeable about cars, but that didn't stop Stellan from getting close after he had browsed underneath the hood and discovered the issue plaguing the old vehicle.<br/><br/>"Well, I figured out your problem. It's not uncommon with diesels. You ran one of the tanks to empty so now there's air in the fuel line. Truck isn't going to start up again until we bleed that out. It's a simple fix as long as we have some fuel to add." Stellan quickly peeked through the cab and Eivind's toolbox in the back, shaking his head slowly. He pulled out a large yellow canister from the bed and held it up for Sig to see. "Your buddy has a canister for storing extra fuel, but it's empty. We're going to have to get you some more. There's a gas station about ten miles down that has diesel. I'll take you."<br/><br/>The canister was tossed into Stellan's luggage carrier while he pulled out two helmets, handing one to Sig, a large grin on his face. "Nice to meet you, Sig. My name is Stellan. But you're free to call me whatever pleases you." He motioned for Sig to straddle the large bike behind him, revving up the engine and feeling it come to life underneath him. "You ever been on a bike before? Just wrap your arms around my waist and hold on. You can use your thighs for some extra grip of you want. I certainly don't mind."