Were someone to pass by the hidden entrance to their cave at the moment Eivind's passions ignited, all they would have heard was Blue and his erotic vocalizations. Blue was loud and unashamed. Perhaps they were afforded that liberty due to their current location, but even if they had been back in Eivind's cabin, or perhaps in a public area mere seconds away from being caught, Blue may not have been able to contain himself. He howled with delight as his partner hammered into him, legs wrapping tightly around Eivind's waist and encouraging the bucking wolf to go faster, harder,<i>deeper</i>. And Eivind did not disappoint, not in the slightest. He only slowed when his knot began to form, and Blue grunted as the swollen bulge breached his already stretched out entrance and settled a short ways into his rectum.<br/><br/>He could feel his muscles clenching snugly around the knot, welcoming it in a way that his body had never done with any of his many rapists. All the knots Blue had been forced to take before had been violent and foreign, demanding to be inside instead of confidently, carefully being eased in, like Eivind's. Perhaps his body was responding positively, reacting to the oxytocin flooding his brain. Blue felt strange at first, but it was a good strange, an intriguing strange. Eivind felt not unlike a toy Blue might have used back at home, long before he knew of werewolves or knots or mates. Something firm yet soft, something wholly made to fit inside of him perfectly so pleasure was all he could feel. He liked it. No, not just liked. He adored it, as he adored the wolf whose arms continued to cradle him.<i>All </i>parts of Eivind were suited to him, carved from some celestial stone to be paired with him and him alone. Eivind's knot was substantial, only second to Lofgren's despite physically being a much smaller man, and Blue wondered if this was perhaps due to his alpha bloodline. But unlike Lofgren, Eivind's knot was welcome, and Blue's body settled without resistance.<br/><br/>The wolf whispered his name, and all Blue could do was smile at him, bringing up a hand to weave through Eivind's thick, dark hair. "Mate," he repeated, a seemingly plain word that held so much meaning and power to the wolf. He was ready for Eivind. All of him. And it seemed that the wolf couldn't stop himself now even if he had wanted to, because only moments after, brought forth by a chain of vigorous movements, Eivind released himself as deep inside of Blue as he could. The boy let out a long, trailing breath as he felt Eivind's semen flow into him, his body shivering with each pulse of Eivind's cock.<i>"Oh, Eivind," </i>he soughed, his muscles going loose as he succumbed to the heat Eivind was pumping inside of him. The wolf's teeth were at his throat, and Blue felt his heart leap from his chest at the pressure, but it seemed his wolf was content on merely holding there for now, and Blue accepted this, tilting his head so Eivind could graze more if he wished.<br/><br/>Climaxing wasn't the end of their momentous coupling, and the wolf seemed determined to continue fucking Blue straight through their lock. Blue didn't mind whatsoever. He leaned back fully now, pushing all his weight down until he was on the ground again so Eivind would no longer need to support him. His legs were clutching Eivind tightly, keeping them close and minimizing any pressure against the wolf's knot as Blue pulled him along. When he had settled, he spread his limbs wide, allowing his lover full access to him while his own hand crept down along his body and gently fondled the rigid cock in between his legs. Truthfully, he didn't want to make himself come and have that be the end of this. He craved more. His lover had exploded inside of him, so he could smell like him, and Blue wished for something like that, too. If he was Eivind's, then he wanted Eivind to be his in whatever capacity that meant, as he still wasn't completely sure of how this whole mating thing even worked.<br/><br/>He wanted the wolf to touch him, but his mate seemed a little preoccupied with his rutting, so Blue thought perhaps it best to wait until his knot had eased and Eivind calmed his prurient motions so he could focus on his young mate's needs. That was all Eivind required, just a little focus, and Blue was more than willing to direct his harsh wolf with the patience necessary for Eivind to properly please him. He would tell him, and soon, but for now he passively stroked his own cock and enjoyed the way Eivind handled his body, closing his eyes and losing himself in the ardor that bled from every inch of Eivind's smooth skin.