Eivind loved bringing his mate pleasure and this was all a little different, what with Blue watching the scene play out before him greedily. Eivind liked that too, watching Blue appreciate something as he used his hand to control his pleasure, everything else enhancing it. His scent was sweet and pungent and Eivind ate it up, and that wasn’t the only thing.<br/><br/>As Blue caught his breath he climbed back into Eivind’s lap, pointing out the mess he’d helped to make. Eivind wouldn’t have minded leaving him sticky and smelling distinctly of his release, but they were out, around other people. Less appropriate in the human scope of things. So Eivind did the next thing that came naturally to him and leaned down to drag his tongue across Blue’s belly. He didn’t know shame when it came to tasting Blue and cleaning him up adequately. He followed the trail downward, licking the head of Blue’s cock once to be thorough.<br/><br/>Sig was watching, brows raised. It was difficult to watch them and not respond to the bodies around him. He wished Stellan had been around, feeling a little needy and more than a little aroused.<br/><br/>“Fuck,” Sig said, “I need some more alcohol. And something stronger this time.” He laughed, needing a distraction. Back to the festivities now that the other two might be less occupied with themselves.<br/><br/>“You think you two can focus a little bit now?” Sig leveled them with a knowing look, highly amused. “Eivind still needs a proper stripper lapdance. Says it says in the bachelor party handbook.” He nodded as if this was a hard and fast rule. “Blue, pick one of the boys to blindfold,” he said, talking him through the first step then continued. “Now, lead Eivind over here. Make him sit down, tell him to be still.” Sig had removed a wad of cash to hand to Blue. If his mate ordered it then Eivind would behave. Maybe even enjoy the game a little bit.<br/><br/>“Hide this in some obvious, and some maybe not so obvious places on Eivind, and we’re going to uncover your chosen one let him hunt. Talk him through some hints. You know how Eivind likes to be touched.” He’d relaxed enough that Sig felt he could handle this and it would be highly entertaining for Blue. For Sig as well. Eivind shot the little wolf a look but didn’t seem entirely against humoring them. That night at least.<br/><br/>“Like he said, we need some stronger alcohol,” Eivind decided.