Both Blue's and Vincent's heads both snapped in the direction of Eivind's demanding voice as the wolf approached. Blue wiggled back to get to his mate but Vincent had a tight, overbearing hold on him and didn't seem willing to let go just because another male had decided to intervene. Blue felt a swell of relief wash over him the moment Eivind's fingers came into contact with his damp, sweaty back, but their problem did not disappear just because the wolf was here now, and Vincent still held on, glaring at Eivind. "Who the fuck are<i>you</i>?" Vincent snapped back, raising a skeptical eyebrow at the man who was touching Blue. He could feel the young man leaning back into the new man's touch, and this annoyed Vincent immensely.<br/><br/>The little one spouted out the males' various relationships to Blue, and suddenly things were made quite clear to Vincent. He took another look at Eivind and barked out a derisive laugh, unable to believe his eyes. "Blue, when did you start surrounding yourself with little guys?" He chuckled, shaking his head in faux disapproval. Blue's "current boyfriend" looked to be around his age, which seemed about right for Blue, but he was<i>shorter</i>. Not as small as the little mouthy asshole who had tried to get in between him and Blue, but definitely shorter and leaner than Vincent himself, who never made an effort to cover up his bulky frame. "Was I too much for you?"<br/><br/>"Not at all," Blue snapped. "Quite the contrary. You weren't big enough." Blue smirked, his eyes momentarily, deliberately dashing down to suggest he wasn't referring to Vincent's height. The larger male growled low and narrowed his eyes. When they were dating, Blue wouldn't have talked to him like this. Somewhere along the way the pretty thing had managed to get quite an annoying mouth on him. "My<i>boyfriend</i>is right, though. I don't like the way you're touching me. Now<b>fuck off</b>." Blue twisted his wrist away from Vincent, whose fingers and palms had grown sweaty while clutching him. Vincent didn't bother grabbing for Blue again, and the hand on Blue's waist slipped away as Blue stepped back into Eivind's protective hold. Although Blue hadn't been terrified before, just angry, his lover's presence inspired even more boldness in him and left him feeling hot and empowered. Blue certainly didn't need Eivind to feel that way, but it was a nice support, and he appreciated the fact that Eivind hadn't immediately torn Vincent's head from his neck, though he was beginning to think the arrogant male deserved it.<br/><br/>Vincent's eyes jumped back and forth between Blue and Eivind. He had completely forgotten about the tiny one. "You know what, Blue? Fine, fine, I get it. You're not into it. That's all right," Vincent replied, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. "Apparently you've moved on, found yourself a cute little husband to attend to all your needs. You always did like being coddled like a fucking child, so I can't say I'm surprised." He brought a hand up to his beard and stroked it thoughtfully, his eyes scanning Blue's face for any sign of weakness, any tiny little bit of giving in. He was tired of the back and forth, tired of the rejection and the game. But he could get in a few more licks before making his departure and finding some other pretty boy to occupy his night. Just for fun.<br/><br/>"I think it's cute you're sticking with your favorite age range, Blue. You love having a daddy, don't you?" Vincent's voice was low, but it was powerful, still able to be heard through the overwhelming pulse of the music. The low lights were more than enough for Eivind to see Blue shift uncomfortably at his suggestion.<br/><br/>"He's not my daddy, he's my boyfriend," Blue said firmly, though there was a small bit of unease in his voice.<br/><br/>"Same thing for you, isn't it? Don't you remember how you liked calling me 'daddy'? I certainly do. You know what else I remember, Blue?"<br/><br/>"Just fuck off, Vincent. No one wants to hear this."<br/><br/>"I remember the way you use to pant for me like a bitch in heat whenever I fucked you from behind," Vincent continued, ignoring Blue's bitter instructions so he could keep cruelly prodding. He turned his gaze to Eivind and grinned, nodding his head toward Blue. "He beg for your cock, too? This one loves to beg like a little slut. It used to drive me crazy how he would do anything to get my cock inside of him. He's a voracious little whore once you get him going, though he likes to pretend he's innocent. He's anything but innocent."<br/><br/>"Stop," Blue demanded, his thick brows knitting together and his jaw clenched in fury.<br/><br/>"You wanna know my favorite part, though?" Vincent purred, stepping close. "I remember how hard you would get for me whenever I did this." Vincent brought up his hand and wrapped his thick fingers around Blue's throat, pressing down on the veins at the sides of his neck. Blue's eyes rolled back and his hands jut up, clawing at Vincent's fingers.<br/><br/>"Ohhhh, this used to get you so painfully hard. You love it, don't you, Blue?"