Eivind showered Blue with affection for the rest of the time they were there. He was drinking steadily and the alcohol seemed to be having an effect on him even if it wouldn’t last as long as it would for a human. He tipped well at the end of the night, pleased with the way the evening had gone. He wasn’t sure what he’d expected when he first walked in but he was glad that they got to experience it before their wedding. As per proper human traditions.<br/><br/>They took a cab come, Sig dozing against the two males in the back of the car. They’d retrieve the truck tomorrow. When they got back Blue didn’t seem ready for bed, retrieving one of their own bottles of whiskey from the now stocked cabinets of the camper.<br/><br/>“Oh, I’m sure he’d be disappointed if he knew what all happened tonight,” Sig said, tipped his head back and reclining. He was grinning as he remembered. Eivind smiled at them, raising a brow at Blue. He sauntered over, plucked him off the couch, encouraging Blue to wrap long lets around him.<br/><br/>“I’ll be honest. I was just looking for an excuse to fuck you senseless, but very likely I would have done so anyway.” He kissed Blue’s cheek and was removing him of his already displaced clothing (drunk Blue had a hard time getting re-dressed when it was time to go leave the club.) Eivind was demanding with Blue, kissing him urgently and his fingers ran across the underwear. He was kicking his boots off. Sig seemed satisfied with the view from the sofa, reclining and propping his legs up.<br/><br/>Over Blue’s head and to the sides of them, Eivind was opening cabinets, knocking things over as he searched for something that would work for lubricant. Hands found the coconut oil and he didn’t bother putting anything else back, too busy fiddling with getting his pants undone, Blue’s underwear off, and the lid unscrewed. He didn’t have enough hands but somehow he managed it. He ran his hand over his cock and then slid slick fingers across the crease of Blue’s ass, nipping along his chin and neck. Eivind was hasty but not inconsiderate. Just eager, wanting nothing more than to slide himself inside<i>the love of his life </i>as Blue had put it.<br/><br/>“I’m a very fortunate man, getting to enjoy this for the rest of my life,” Eivind whispered to him, fingers slipping out of Blue to be replaced with his aching need. He was slower now, getting what he wanted, feeling the heat of his lover come around him as he slid in deeper. “I’ll need all that time if I’m ever to show you properly how much I love you.”<br/><br/>Eivind started at an easy pace, uncaring that they were in the middle of the living room, Sig right there. It had never bothered the little wolf before and he’d already seen plenty of them. What Eivind hadn’t failed to notice was the pungent arousal coming from their friend. The night had been one erotic scene after another, so it was no wonder. He’d done a damn fine job making sure Blue got to experience things properly but it dawned on Eivind that his lover was young enough that there were still some things he hadn’t had opportunity for. They’d talked before, Eivind saying that he would reverse their roles if he truly desired it but he didn’t know if Blue would ever ask. Eivind knew what he preferred and admitted that openly. It didn’t make sense for them to go forward, Blue never having a chance to give it a shot with someone who<i>unabashedly</i>enjoyed it.<br/><br/>Cogs turning in Eivind’s mind, he pulled Blue off the counter and brought him down to their brand new fluffy rug on the floor. Sig got up to move, realizing he was perhaps encroaching on their space, in the middle of their moment, but Eivind caught his wrist. Sig froze, the behavior catching him off guard. Further surprise when Eivind pulled Sig down onto the rug with them. He wasn’t saying anything and Sig was unsure, a hand on his chest was pressing him back.<br/><br/>"Blue hasn't ever.." Eivind finally spoke.<br/><br/>Dawning. It was immediately clear to Sig what Eivind was getting at. The little wolf was suddenly fumbling with his own clothing.<br/><br/>“Eivind, are you sure?” Sig was asking, turning his gaze over to the other young man currently on all fours beneath his alpha. “Blue?”<br/><br/>“If you don’t think Stellan-”<br/><br/>Sig cut Eivind off, shaking his head.<br/><br/>“He isn’t that type of wolf.”<br/><br/>Shirt off, pants unbuckled, trying to shimmy them off on his back, Eivind grabbed Sig by the ankle and pulled him partway beneath Blue.