Eivind wouldn’t have proceeded if he’d not made up his mind, and Sig melted so sweetly beneath Blue. He was the type of wolf that was just appeasing. Easy to have around. No part of his attitude or body language seemed to bring out that aggressiveness from Eivind, which was a relatively easy thing to do. Sig knew how to approach and Eivind trusted him. Blue trusted him. Knowing that, Eivind wasn’t bothered, and while this wouldn’t be a regular thing, it was a good way to end the night of all nights. Blue wouldn’t have to look back and think he’d missed out on anything. He and Sig could give him this, at least this once anyway. Blue looked back at him, unsure, but Eivind’s expression hadn’t faltered in uncertainty.<br/><br/>Sig was smiling up at Blue and he looked his age; young, and a little shy. This was a new and unexpected turn of events. Fumbling for only a moment though, before proceeding with eagerness. Eivind found the coconut oil for him, handing it over with on hand still on Blue’s hip, cock hardly leaving his lover at all.<br/><br/>Sig was relaxed and placid beneath Blue, easily accommodating his fingers. He tipped his chin up when Blue kissed along his throat. The most sensible thing for Sig seemed to defer to Blue in all things, carefully unchallenging. He’d give no reason for Eivind to get aggravated. Sig understood how easily the interaction could change if he took the wrong step. Above them both was a foul tempered alpha male in the middle of mating his lover and it wouldn’t matter how bonded they were if he touched Blue<i>wrong</i>.<br/><br/>And so Sig let Blue lead the interaction. Instead of touching Blue first, Sig reached around to pet his hands down Eivind’s sides. He could feel his muscles shifting beneath heated skin as Eivind moved within Blue and it shot arousal through him. He let out a muffled whine, respiration increasing and then Blue was replacing his fingers with something else. Sig had a hard time really processing what was going on beyond the blinding pleasure. He had to repeat it a few times.<br/><br/><i>Blue was inside him. Blue was fucking him</i>. Eivind was there, encouraging it, and he could feel his thrust behind the narrow human’s hips. Sig made another strangled noise of contentment as that all fully sank in, among other things.