Blue was woken up by the rather rough shake Lofgren gave him, causing the young man to jolt in response when he saw the alpha so close. He hadn't realized that Alden had slept with him, their naked bodies pressed against one another on the small bed, but when he moved to push himself against the wall to put space between him and Lofgren's steady glare, Alden gently took hold of him instead and pulled him into his lap. The boy said nothing, listening intently as the two werewolves spoke of him. Were Blue not trembling with fear of the punishment Lofgren was undoubtedly going to give him for being in the cabin without permission, he would have smiled at Alden's retelling of his defiance against Garlan. Of all the wolves that had touched him, Garlan was the most repulsive. Even Lofgren, arguably the most barbaric of all the werewolves, smelled like rich soil, grass, and fresh air. Not like a wet dog that had spent its entire day rolling in mud and jizzum.<br/><br/>A subdued whine escaped Blue's lips as Alden urged him toward Lofgren's soft cock, but Blue did not fight the man's tender encouragement. Not only did Blue want to avoid angering Lofgren and having to face his wrath again, with Jamsen out of commission, Alden was the only other wolf that had shown Blue any ounce of kindness. Jamsen's decency had been self-serving, and Alden even more so as unlike Jamsen he had gone through with assaulting Blue. But the human was ready to cling to any soft hand, any gentle whisper, and if being a good boy for Alden and catering to Lofgren's desire meant that he would be taken care of, and most importantly, kept alive, he had to do it. He had to play the game. Maybe, if he became a personal favorite for Lofgren and Alden, he wouldn't have to be subjected to any of other wolves' cravings. Maybe they would covet him and keep him to themselves. It was a long shot, as Lofgren had been all too ready to share Blue before, but maybe, just maybe, the alpha would see Blue's worth and change his mind.<br/><br/>Alden's hand stroked Blue's back, then his ass cheeks and thighs. He was caressing Blue as if he were a beloved pet, and although Blue wasn't fond of the objectification, it was leagues superior to how Lofgren tossed him around like a ragdoll. Blue swallowed down a large lump that had formed in his throat, then wet his lips before looking up at Lofgren with large, doe-like eyes. His thick eyebrows raised up in anticipation as he slowly leaned forward, taking Lofgren's limp member into his hand and placing it gingerly into his mouth. Blue didn't consider himself an expert in the ways of fellatio, but he prayed to whatever deity sitting up in the sky and watching his suffering that Lofgren enjoyed what he did, at least enough to want to receive more.<br/><br/>Blue began by slowly using his hand in tandem with his smooth tongue to stimulate Lofgren, pressing down gently with his lips and using his hand to teasingly stroke up and down until he could feel Lofgren begin to harden. Blue flicked the tip of his tongue against Lofgren's frenulum, then circled the head of his penis for a few tantalizing rotations before settling at the frenulum again and applying sweet pressure to the werewolf's bundle of nerves. Trying to satisfy Lofgren in whatever manner he could, Blue made a point to let his hand settle at Lofgren's testicles as he began to bob his head up and down along Lofgren's shaft, massaging them gently and cupping them in his hand as if they were something precious.<br/><br/>Lofgren's cock was sizable and imposing, and the harder the alpha became the more difficult Blue found it to take him fully into his mouth. The human compensated by using his soft hands to pump the full length of Lofgren's shaft as his mouth gave precise attention to the engorged head. When he tasted a bit precum on the tip, Blue couldn't help but feel a small tinge of relief. Lofgren's body was responding in some way, which maybe would get him in the alpha's favor. He took a moment to look back up at Lofgren, hoping to see a smile or some sign of enjoyment on the chilling man's face.<br/><br/><i>Please like me</i>, Blue thought fearfully, desperately hoping that Lofgren didn't tire of his efforts.<i>Please tell me I'm a good boy. Please, please, please.</i>