The urge to touch himself, just for a little bit, had become too strong for Blue to ignore. The boy sighed softly as he leaned back on one hand and lightly fondled himself with the other, palm over his boxers and rubbing the thin fabric against his sensitive shaft. Although he knew nothing was going to happen tonight, the anticipation of what was to come when he and Eivind finally mated was beginning to drive him wild. He wanted Eivind so desperately, but he knew the time wasn't right, and he suspected that Eivind wouldn't want their first time to be now, not after a major kill with his body bruised and sore. His eyes were closed as he dragged his fingers up to the waistband of his underwear and pushed them down, exposing his cock to the cool evening air. Just a small amount of touching, that was all he needed. He certainly didn't plan on jacking off until completion; knowing how much his orgasms affected Eivind, he didn't want to tempt the wolf any more than what was necessary. If he was lucky, perhaps Eivind would be willing to engage in a make out session with some heavy petting, but nothing more than that.<br/><br/>Blue thought his wishes were granted when he heard soft foot steps approaching behind him. He didn't open his eyes, instead opting to keep them closed as he felt a presence hover behind him and slide a hand down to his chest. Blue bit his lower lip, feeling his cock pulse at the touch, eager to feel Eivind's lips against it. Blue had to admit that it was nice having a partner who could sense his burgeoning desire and was more than eager and willing to accommodate his needs. "Mmmm, hello," he purred softly, smiling as he felt the body move around him and position itself against his own. He gasped when he felt a hand on his cock and leaned back against the ground, ready to receive whatever attention his lover was willing to give him.<br/><br/><i>“I don't know what you're doing here. But it's a pleasant surprise.”</i><br/><br/>Blue's eyes snapped open to the unfamiliar voice and the feeling of long tendrils of hair brushing against his throat. Not Eivind's hair, which was shorter and close to his neck. Sun-bleached yellow and a small frame was on top of him, and although the voice had been calm and nonthreatening, Blue's shock left him yelling in trepidation. "What the fuck?!" he screamed, scrambling out from underneath the stranger, though he didn't need to go far. The slight wolf was already beginning to back off of him, but Eivind had caught wind of what was going on, and Blue gasped when his lover came rushing forward, knocking the small man off of him and beating his face without bothering to question what the other wolf was doing here.<br/><br/>He frantically got to his feet, shoving himself back into his boxers, though he neglected to fasten his pants before rushing over to where the small wolf lay, Eivind on top of him and wailing away at his face. "Eivind, stop!" Blue yelled, trying to get his mate's attention, but it seemed that Eivind was intent on killing the other wolf. The stranger wasn't fighting back, instead preferring to try to reason with Eivind, though the larger wolf was having none of it. Blue looked on, his face twisted into a mask of confusion and concern. He didn't know who this new wolf was, but it was obvious that there had been some mixed messages. The stranger had overstepped his bounds, but he was apologizing, relating his confusion at smelling a horny human alone in the woods with no one to play with. He must have smelled the other wolves on Blue, it was impossible not to, and as Blue wasn't officially mated to Eivind yet, perhaps this outsider had simply assumed Blue was open for business. It didn't seem like too far fetched a thought, at least not when it came to deciphering the motivation of wolves.<br/><br/>"Eivind! Enough!" Blue bellowed, and whether Eivind had actually heard him or his mate had decided to halt his assault of his own accord, Eivind finally pulled back, quickly returning to Blue's side. "I'm fine, I'm fine," Blue said immediately, trying to assuage any of his wolf's concerns before they even left his mouth. "He didn't hurt me. Just frightened me."<br/><br/>He looked down at the wolf on the ground, just as lost and confused as Eivind seemed to be. The stranger spat out some blood and smiled up at them. Not running, not fighting, just smiling. "I'm his mate," Blue replied boldly, gently touching Eivind's arm and instinctively pulling close to his partner, though he kept his gaze trained on the intruder. "We just . . . we haven't had our first mating yet. But I'm his. And he's mine."<br/><br/>As was Blue's nature, curiosity about who this wolf was began to grow like a weed inside of him, and without waiting for Eivind to take control of the conversation or for the new wolf to offer up any other apologies, the boy began spouting off a list of questions, all of them needing answers. "What's your name? Where's your pack? What the hell are you even doing out here?" Perhaps the wolf was a wanderer, like Eivind? But Eivind was more the solitary type, and even though he had made it clear that he had fucked other wolves in the past, Blue couldn't imagine Eivind was the type to screw random strangers he met out in the middle of the words. Then again, wolves functioned on instinct, not rules dictated by society, so perhaps Blue was fooling himself into thinking that Eivind was somehow different from this one.<br/><br/>"You shouldn't sneak up on people like that. You could've gotten yourself killed."