Blue's hand was slow and gentle, easing Eivind into a gradual state of arousal, attempting to entice. The couple hadn't been separated long, though his worrying and anxious imagining had left Blue feeling as though Eivind had been gone from him for weeks. It was something akin to a miracle that Eivind was even interested in Blue's touch; he wasn't sure he would have wanted Eivind's affections if their positions were switched.<i>Ah, who the fuck am I kidding? </i>he thought to himself, tongue tracing the lines of his lover's lips as the wolf greedily claimed his mouth.<i>If cracked ribs hadn't stopped me from wanting him, a little dehydration and a gaping hole in my leg wouldn't, either. Fuck, he tastes so good. I missed this. I missed you.</i><br/><br/>Their bodies were warm against one another, generating a steamy heat that left the air between the two sticky and humid, but Blue didn't mind. His long, elegant erection was pressed against Eivind's thigh, throbbing. Perhaps it had been the catalyst needed to fully thicken up Eivind's own pulsing arousal, but by the time they both arrived to their lascivious destination their kissing had graduated into a wet and passionate oral tango. Delicate petting was now heavy and aggressive, complemented by an eager grinding of the hips against Eivind's leg.<br/><br/>Blue mewled when Eivind pulled away to speak, but his words left the boy shivering with anticipation. He didn't question his lover's instructions--he hardly ever did, knowing that Eivind didn't say anything unless he meant it. Blue wouldn't have presumed to climb up onto Eivind without his permission, though he desperately wanted to feel the older male inside of him, so if Eivind had no qualms about supporting Blue and allowing him to use his engorged member as he saw fit, the excited human wasn't going to complain.<br/><br/>In their efforts to make spontaneous sex as easy as possible, the couple had left bottles of lubricant all over the cabin, just as Blue had once jokingly suggested. There was a drawer or cabinet in every room containing a bit of liquid assistance, and the bedroom bottle was within easy reach. A small set of drawers sat on Blue's side of the bed, all he had to do was roll over and grab the lube. What had they stuck in there? Was it the one that warmed and cooled and tingled? He could hardly remember, but he didn't bother to look at the label of the dark red bottle when he snatched it from the drawer. Squeezing the silky liquid into his hand and slathering it all over Eivind's cock was the only thing he could focus on in that moment.<br/><br/>Up and over the wolf's hips, carefully so as not to disturb the wounded leg on the opposite side. Blue was on top of Eivind, biting his lower lip and reaching behind himself to adjust and align the lubricated dick inside of himself. It hurt, at first. It always did whenever Eivind entered him without any pre-coital stretching and loosening, but the pain was tolerable, if not exactly pleasurable. Blue took a moment to let his body settle after he had shoved himself down onto the erect cock, his asshole stinging even with the lubricant. The pain dissipated quickly enough, and Blue began rocking atop Eivind, slow and steady.<br/><br/>Hands on his skin encouraged him to gyrate his hips. "I missed you too, Vin," Blue whispered, leaning forward and lifting up his backside, leisurely riding his lover, savoring the feel of Eivind sliding inside of him and using the well-formed head of his cock to stimulate his prostate. The young man grunted as he worked his lower body, hands on Eivind's hairy, hard chest. "Mmmmm, I love your cock," he hummed.<br/><br/>Quicker than Blue would have expected, Eivind's knot came, forcing him to steady himself as the fleshy bulb breached his entrance and began to grow inside of him. "Oh, fuck," he moaned, ceasing his vertical riding and transitioning into a sensual swirl of his hips, their bodies becoming more tightly bound as the wolf's knot tied them together, making it nearly impossible for Blue to pull away.<br/><br/>"Fuck, Vin, your knot is<i>huge</i>," Blue whimpered, feeling even more stretched out than usual as Eivind kept swelling. Perhaps it was simply because they hadn't had sex in a few days--hadn't Sig mentioned something about wolves having smaller, lighter knots if they didn't fuck as much?--or maybe it was simply Eivind's body reestablishing its connection with Blue's, remembering that<i>this </i>body, his mate's lissome physique, was his.<br/><br/>The pulsing bulge inside of him, the knowing hand on his cock, it was too much for Blue to ignore. His body convulsed on top of his mate as he came, nails digging hard into Eivind's chest as ribbons of white mess spurted from the pink tip of his cock. Eivind's stomach was covered with the sticky evidence of Blue's arousal, but the young man didn't let that stop him from continuing his soft grinding on his lover's erection.<br/><br/>"Come for me, Vin. I need it."