“I don’t know how many times Eivind said it needed to be done right. And by proper tradition, you two have earned yourself a bachelor party.” Sig had no trouble throwing the alpha’s words back in his face now when it could be used against him. This was a human tradition Eivind didn’t really understand and that was obvious. It went against his possessive nature to allow other men to fawn over Blue but it wasn’t personal. Blue was petting him, trying to keep him calm. Eivind was reminded that Blue was younger, hadn’t experienced so many things when he admitted he’d never been to a strip club.<br/><br/>“Eivind, these individuals are purely professional. Do not worry so much. Enjoy the eye candy a little bit, because the only thing you’ll be seeing for the rest of your lives in one another. You sir, I think, need a lapdance.” His grin made it seem like his was joking, but with Sig it was hard to tell. Eivind snorted.<br/><br/>“We sit back and watch the performance, then we can pick and choose other activities if you’d like. Some dirty games for later. All while they bring us as much alcohol as we can drink. You’ll know some of them by name, shortly, don’t worry.”<br/><br/>A few were designated to them for the night and introduced themselves. Diesel was broad with rich chocolate skin and a deep timbre to his voice. Ranger was sweet looking, blond haired with seductive green eyes. Sig had handpicked them already, to give them a variety. He chose Valentino with his alabaster skin and dark hair because he resembled Blue, thinking it might give them the best chance to interest the stubborn wolf at all. Not fooled, Eivind would barely look at him. Eivind could see what Sig had been trying to do but the scent was all wrong. He was tall, but not as tall, nor as trim and elegant looking. Expressions didn’t match, the set of his mouth all wrong. Sig motioned Diesel closer and explained to him he’d have to go slow for the prudish one because he wasn’t used to this sort of thing. Being the professionals that they were that was all they needed to hear.<br/><br/>They took their time, waiting until the largest one warmed slightly. It took some coaxing from his lover and plenty of alcohol, but eventually, he became less prickly. Ranger even found his way into his lap, using his knees as a stool to flirt with Blue. Eivind was leaning back from the man, keeping his hands off but only slightly tense. Strangers were never his favorite. Even people he knew personally hardly touched him, but Blue was having a good time and it became clear with time they too understood and wouldn’t cross the time. With that out of the way, he was no more jealous than he was with Sig. As he’d said, these men were just doing their jobs.