Blue was already starting to feel that familiar warmth that enveloped him whenever he drank wine even as their proficient French server placed their food down onto the table with minimal flair and a steady, trained hand. He liked it; the warmth made him feel happy, light, and carefree, and after months of fearing for his life, dealing with pain left over from lingering injuries, and learning how to communicate with his new wolf boyfriend, Blue was more than ready to indulge in something that required very little from him. Only that he simply enjoy.<br/><br/>The meat was delicious and flavor burst onto Blue's tongue the moment he placed a carefully cut bite into his mouth and began to chew. Eivind seemed to be just as satisfied with what Blue had chosen for him. The steak was more than twice the size of what Blue had ordered for himself, but it seemed appropriate given the wolf's seemingly never ending appetite. Luckily, the side dishes were huge, and Blue was able to supplement his smaller portion of meat with the spinach and macaroni, savoring both the juicy greens and the creamy pasta while sharing with his lover. The continued to chat among heaping forkfuls of food. When Eivind leaned close, Blue mirrored him, turning his ear toward the wolf to catch his not-so-secret secret.<br/><br/>"No, I didn't know that," Blue said with a grin, licking his lips as he reached for his wine glass. "So that means if I wanted to get you drunk, I'd have to try really hard then, hm? I'll keep that in mind for the future." Blue had no idea what kind of drunk Eivind would be, but he hoped the alcohol tapped into Eivind's flirtatious side and not his penchant for violence. Although Eivind had never once been violent with him and Blue never believed he would be, seeing how aggressive Eivind was with anyone who took one step too close to Blue could be a potential problem if they were surrounded by inebriated individuals who got a little too handsy with Eivind's young lover. In truth, Blue didn't mind Eivind's aggression perhaps as much as he should have. He had been shaped by his experiences with wolves to come to think that having a lover who threw fists and gnashed teeth before asking questions was a<i>good</i>thing, as it was the best way to protect him from werewolves and anyone else who wanted to do Blue harm. But that kind of hostility was more accepted among Eivind's kind, less so among humans, especially from a wolf like Eivind who pumped full of testosterone and alpha blood. But all of Blue's musing didn't matter much now. They weren't surrounded by potential threats; they were alone together on their date, their first<i>real </i>date, and it was fucking wonderful.<br/><br/>When they had finished their meal, Blue was thinking they would quickly collect themselves and head out, but it seemed Eivind wasn't done spoiling him. The wolf ordered him a piece of chocolate cake, and all the food Blue had managed to put aside suddenly shifted in the young man's stomach to make room for the rich treat. The cake was moist and delicious, baked to perfection with a dark chocolate ganache glaze that left Blue moaning in delight. Eivind took a single bite, but the wolf's tastes didn't seem to extend much to sugar. Blue didn't mind. More for him, and Eivind kept the wine flowing as Blue devoured every single delectable crumb.<br/><br/>When all was finished and they had finally decided to head back to the hotel, Blue stood, and immediately felt himself sway. Eivind was there to hold him and keep him upright, but the young man was a giggling, blushing mess as they made their way out to the truck. Even with the all the food in his stomach, Blue had still drank a significant amount of wine and he was feeling happily drunk. Not so much the embarrassing, crying and puking variety, but just drunk enough to let all ceremony fall by the wayside as Eivind helped him into his truck and Blue turned, staring at him with lusty bedroom eyes. "You're so fucking hot, you know that?" he purred before erupting into a fit of laughter.<br/><br/>Blue would have fucked right there in the elevator had it not arrived to their floor before Eivind had a chance to remove any of his clothes. He loved the way Eivind seemed to crave him; it made him feel sexy and desirable, and his already warm body was eager to strip and touch every inch of his wolf. Eivind spared not a single second once they were safely inside their hotel room, moving to take off Blue's pants without saying a word. Blue had already forgotten about the see-through underwear he had sneakily purchased and then slipped on before their date, but when Eivind immediately drew attention to his briefs he couldn't help but feel immensely alluring.<br/><br/>"You like them, Vin?" Blue whispered, running his fingers through Eivind's hair as the wolf slipped his hand between Blue's legs to feel. "I might have found them when we were buying underwear and bought them under your nose. I thought they were cute. You agree?" Blue pressed a soft kiss to Eivind's neck before aggressively pulling away, smiling and giggling as he did so and bounding across the hotel room. He rushed to the bed and climbed on top of it, somehow managing to keep his balance despite his inebriated state and looked down as his lover, a devilish grin on his soft lips.<br/><br/>He slowly took off his shirt, tossing it in Eivind's face when he was finished, and stretched out his long arms to the ceiling, wearing only his mesh briefs. "You're a good hunter, right, Vin?" he asked, licking his lips as he showed off his body for his lover. "You should hunt me. Hunt me and claim me. Pretend we're meeting for the first time, and fuck me like you would have if we had met right. Come on, Vin. Be a good wolf for me."