He trembled as the wolf kissed his way back up along his torso, seemingly just as intent as keeping their bodies touching as he was. He could feel Eivind's hard cock brush against him, and as much as Blue wanted to tell the wolf to fuck him mercilessly, his body was struggling enough and exhaustion was pulling greedily at his eyelids. Lean arms wrapped themselves around Eivind's neck as the male kissed his lips, and Blue gave into him willingly, his tired body loose and heavy, though Eivind didn't seem to mind. Even in his enervated state, Blue could focus on the wolf's mouth, and he could notice how soft Eivind's kisses were this time. He relished in his lover's dreamy movements: slow, flowy, and content. He could taste himself on Eivind's tongue and found great pleasure in knowing that Eivind had swallowed all of him without flinching.<br/><br/>A soft whine of protest crawled languidly out of Blue's lips when Eivind pulled away, but his lover's words took him by surprise, causing Blue's thick eyebrows to jut upward curiously. The boy tilted his head and gave Eivind a shy smile, his face once again that attractive shade of bright, lively pink. Before he could say anything, Eivind was nuzzling against him, and Blue could only think to pull the man closer to him, one of his long legs hooking behind Eivind's to entangle their bodies together just a little bit more. "I'm happy I'm yours," Blue whispered, pressing his face into Eivind's shoulder and inhaling as much as his body would let him.<br/><br/>Eivind pulled himself away but he stayed close, re-positioning himself so that he could situate Blue against him. The boy shook his head slowly, trying to stay awake, but the sound of Eivind's heartbeat against his ear was immensely soothing, and Eivind was<i>so warm</i>. "Everywhere," Blue replied, closing his eyes and snuggling against Eivind's body. The oxycodone was finally starting to hit, and his body was slowly transforming from leaden dead weight into something light and airy. Despite the gentle waves of relief, Blue wanted another pill, but he was too worn out to ask for one. As if drawn like a lecherous moth to the heat emanating from Eivind's arousal, Blue placed his hand against the wolf's cock and slowly dragged the tips of his fingers along the thick shaft. "Mine," Blue said playfully, settling fully against Eivind's body as he drifted off into unconsciousness, pleased that he wouldn't be spending the night alone.<br/><br/>Sleep was difficult for Blue. His rest was fitful and incomplete, and he tossed and turned against Eivind's body, fighting for comfort. He was barely cognizant of Eivind's presence when the wolf gave him more pain pills and made him drink, and he mumbled incoherently as water poured into his mouth and dribbled down his chin. When he finally awoke beneath the rising sun, Blue wouldn't fully remember the nightmares that plagued him. He wouldn't remember the images of bloody, gnashing teeth, nor the hulking shadows that lurked over him and stared with glowing yellow eyes. He would remember the feeling of being watched, stalked, and hunted. He would remember the feeling of being taken by something strong and malevolent. He would remember the pain in his chest and the terror that gripped him for a brief moment before he realized where he was, and who he was with. When his gray eyes settled on the curve of Eivind's back and the familiar ardor of his body, he settled, enveloping the wolf's form in his embrace as the male kissed along his neck. He could feel Eivind's erection pressed against him, but Blue found it difficult to concentrate, and he was relieved when Eivind began to speak and gave him something else to focus on.<br/><br/>"That's good," Blue replied quietly, nodding his head and wiggling out from beneath Eivind, slowly crawling onto on fours and lifting himself into a standing position with help from the tree. "I have to piss," he said, breathing slowly and walking off a few trees away so he could relieve himself in relative privacy. Although he adored the rain, he was glad to see that it had let up during the night. Hiking in an angry storm was not Blue's idea of fun, especially when he was sure that Eivind was going to keep them moving as much as he could.<br/><br/>When he was finished, he returned to their little campsite beneath the tree and felt around for his clothes. Thankfully, they were dry enough for Blue to wear without too much discomfort, so he began dressing carefully, avoiding looking at his lover as he did so. He was still feeling nervous and paranoid from his nightmares, though he wasn't sure how to convey this to Eivind, nor was he sure he wanted to. He didn't want Eivind to think he was some kind of frightened child, though Blue oftentimes felt that way.<br/><br/>After a quiet breakfast of smoked meat, Blue collected the bag of medical supplies, swallowing two pills, and then a third when Eivind wasn't looking. He hoped the pain killers wouldn't just ease his physical pain, but his nerves as well. Three pills was probably enough to get him high, although he had never used oxycodone for that particular purpose and couldn't be sure. He partially considered taking another pill, but as he wasn't sure how his body would respond to three, he left it at that for now.<br/><br/>"Lead the way, handsome," Blue said teasingly, smiling at his wolf. The dark circles under his eyes were back, but he refused to listen to any protests from Eivind that might have suggested he needed more rest.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 18px">★ ★ ★ ★ ★<br/>
</span>​</div>A day and a half of hiking was doing its toll on Blue's body, but he sneaked a handful of pills and hid them in his pants pocket, shoving them down his throat at random intervals and fueling the feelings of euphoria the narcotic pumped into his brain. He followed Eivind willingly, taking short breaks when the wolf insisted, but otherwise he was unfocused and prone to wandering when he saw something that caught his interest.<br/><br/>They had run out of meat and as it had been hours since their last meal, Eivind suggested they settle for a short while so he could hunt and catch something to hold them over. Blue shrugged his shoulders and tossed his bag onto the ground, laying himself in the grass and lounging lazily. His face was covered in a thin layer of sweat but his lips were dry, and he licked at them absentmindedly. "Take your time," he purred, looking up at the blue sky through the breaks in the branches of the trees above him. "Maybe you can finally fuck me when you return," he giggled, tearing his eyes away from the blue expanse and quickly gobbling up Eivind's toned body with his gaze.<br/><br/>A few minutes after Eivind had left, Blue became bored. He stood and wiped at the dirt on his clothes and began to meander through the trees, pulling at random leaves on low-hanging branches and collecting bunches of unfamiliar flowers as he walked. In his mild haze, Blue didn't notice the imposing figure off in the distance, the one slowly roaming through the trees toward him, nostrils flaring as it took in Blue's scent. When the boy lifted his head, he was taken aback by the sight of a monstrously sized moose moving in his direction, perhaps the biggest he had ever seen. The animal was close to seven feet tall at its shoulder, almost a foot taller than Blue, and its gigantic antlers only increased that grandiose height.<br/><br/>Blue stood, frozen, watching as the beast eyed him. He didn't know much about moose, but he knew they could be aggressive and mean at the worst of times, and this one kept licking its lips and kicking at the ground. Blue wasn't sure what that meant, but a feeling of foreboding nipped at him, so he slowly began to back up and move somewhere, anywhere else, although as his eyes scanned his surrounds he realized he didn't quite remember where their temporary little camp was.<br/><br/>He wasn't given time to consider which direction was the correct one. The bull moose made a loud, deep grunt that stretched on for what felt like an eternity and drowned out every other sound of the forest before breaking out into a gallop with his head bent low. The moose was making a beeline for Blue, eager to take him down and run him aground. The boy's eyes went wide, his pupils large back holes as he stared dumbly. It took him too long to react, but after a three terrified seconds, Blue realized what was happening, and he began to run, darting between the trees and screaming as the humongous animal closed the distance between them.<br/><br/>The sound of the moose's hooves against the dirt rattled inside of Blue's head and he struggled to breathe, choking on his own horrified yells as he tripped over an exposed tree root and crashed to the ground. He landed on his ribs and groaned, scrambling to pull himself up, but the beast was close now, almost on top of him, 1500 pounds of muscle intent on grinding him into the earth.