The feel of his mate ravishing his body was something Blue never tired of. Eivind was ceaseless in his need, stripping and rubbing and pressing as Blue balanced precariously on the edge of a counter. He was gasping now, his body loose and malleable as the wolf kissed, bit, and penetrated him with oiled fingers. "Vin," Blue whined, glossy eyes focused on the blurry outline of his lover's handsome, rugged face. At the edges of his periphery vision, Blue could make out Sig reclined and relaxed, eyes lazily focused on the couple as Eivind's engorged sex was stuffed inside of his body. "Vin!" he squealed, clutching at naked shoulders with long, elegant fingers. His legs were splayed out around his mate as the latter began to thrust, eliciting a string of muffled moans, Blue's face pressed hard against the curve of Eivind's neck. Oh, to be like this forever, he thought, engaged in a passionate display with a man who loved him so fiercely.<br/><br/>"I love you," he groaned, tilting his head back to look into Eivind's dark eyes. "You're mine and I love you."<br/><br/>He didn't understand why Eivind was carrying him from the counter, but he hardly minded, only clutching when Eivind moved him and settling carefully beneath when the wolf set to place him down on the furry, soft rug. They were closer to Sig now, and Blue gently moaned as Eivind readjusted them, shifting his body so he was now on his knees with the alpha behind. He steadied himself, thinking Eivind simply wanted to fuck him more aggressively, something he could do better on the floor than crammed up against a counter top. Both submissive males were caught mid-breath as Eivind clutched at Sig's wrist, pulling him close.<br/><br/>Even in a drunken haze, Blue could hardly believe what he was witnessing. Sig began to tear at his clothes, hurried and hungry, and Blue stared with his jaw hanging halfway to the floor. "Vin?" he asked, tossing a curious glance over his shoulder. Eivind had been open and so beautifully behaved that evening, pushing past his own limits for the sake of his mate's enjoyment, but this seemed stupefyingly un-Eivind, and Blue needed to confirm that he hadn't suffered a good wallop on the head somewhere.<br/><br/>But no, Eivind was serious, tugging Sig beneath Blue and jutting his hips forward into the human's backside for encouragement. He sighed, his exhale dripping with pleasure as he felt Eivind's pulse inside of him, fueling the painful erection between his own legs.<br/><br/>He was slow in adjusting himself, placing his hands at either end of Sig's head. The little wolf's legs were spread, inviting, his tightly muscled body taut and eager. "Hey," Blue said dumbly, smiling, shy. His normally opalescent face was beet-red, but his cock was stiff and willing at this development, this secret fantasy made real.<br/><br/>"Vin... the, uh, the oil?" Blue asked, his voice breathy, a few notches above a whisper. From behind him, Eivind only had to stretch to retrieve the abandoned jar, which had fallen to the floor during their lovemaking. The benefits of living in a miniature home--everything was conveniently within reach.<br/><br/>Once presented, Blue dipped his fingers into the open jar, scooping out a generous amount of the solidified oil. As soon as he began to rub it along the length of his shaft it melted, leaving his cock slick and smelling sweet. He did to Sig what had been done to him dozens--if not hundreds--of times, delicately pressing his fingers into Sig, coating his entrance to make it welcoming and slippery.<br/><br/>"I've never done this before," he mumbled, fingering Sig slowly, remembering what he liked when Eivind did it to him. "I--I want to, though. With you." And clearly, Sig felt the same, so sweet and accommodating lying there beneath him. Blue leaned down, kissing along Sig's throat, his breathing shuddering out of him. Blue had never minded casual sex before. Casual sex with his fiance behind him, though? That wasn't something he had ever considered, and his body tingled from the excitement.<br/><br/>"Okay, fuck, let's do this," Blue laughed, eyes glistening as he pulled up from Sig and looked down between his legs, using a hand to guide himself inside. It was strange, at first, slipping into the little wolf. Blue had never fucked anything other than some mouths and a Fleshlight he'd used to masturbate as a teenager. The heat of Sig's body clung to him, calling him deeper, and inch by inch Blue sunk into his friend, breathing heavily along the way. He pushed as far as he could go, gasping when Sig's skin met the base of his shaft.<br/><br/>"Oh, fuck," he moaned, settling his hands at the side of Sig's head. His hips began to rock, slowly at first, Blue teaching himself in the moment how to find the rhythm. It always seemed so intuitive to him when getting fucked, knowing when to buck up against his partner or just keep still and let himself be hammered into. Sig had fucked<i>a lot</i>of people. Blue's mouth flickered into a weak smile, loving the way Sig felt around him, hoping he wouldn't be the worst the little wolf had ever had.