<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Eivind liked his mate's hands on him in either form, and he was pleased Blue seemed compelled to touch. He didn't respond poorly to Eivind's testing and pushing, even with his limited vision. Eivind wasn't trying to frighten him, and Blue held his ground, likely understanding this despite the wolf's lack of ability to communicate. He seemed to catch on to what the Eivind was interested in rather quickly, and when Blue asked, the wolf stared, focused, with yellow eyes. He took a step forward as if waiting. His mate tossed his arms around his thick bristly neck, deciding he too was in favor of a game. Blue set forth the rules, Eivind comprehending. He's pulled the sweater off to leave in front of the wolf before setting off, instructing Eivind to count to thirty.<br/>
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He laid down while Blue went off to find a place to hide, listening. If Blue called for him before his time was up, he'd come running sooner, obviously. Eivind had already scoped the area, and they were still too close to prime werewolf territory for one; there to be any other werewolves, and two; other serious predators. He felt he was safe, and it wasn't as if Eivind intended to be parted from Blue for long. His mate would be cold, after all.<br/>
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It was true, Eivind didn't need the sweater to find Blue. If Blue had been making noise, he could have found him by that, as well. For their game though, Blue was quiet, and Eivind had to catch his scent. He knew his general direction but found Blue had veered off, likely trying to throw him from the obvious. It wasn't all that much of a challenge, but it was something. It was practice, and reassurance, should something happen where he needed to track Blue. He bounded up to Blue at a leisurely once he locked sight on him, arms wrapped around himself as he tried to stave off the night chill. He put his head flat against Blue's body, pressed again, offering himself for his mate to wrap arms around. He leaned again, steady pressure until Blue went down as he rubbed his muzzle against him. Eivind followed him down, careful where he put massive clawed paws. His nails were dark and blunt, unretractable, but would certainly bruise. Not meant for rendering flesh, but for finding purchase against the ground, worn down naturally when Eivind ran.<br/>
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He didn't try to lay on Blue, but instead beside him, square head resting on his chest. They'd come a long way in regards to one another, both in Eivind's willingness and need, and also Blue's trust in him. He didn't mind so much as he did now, no longer as worried Blue would respond in fear to him, no matter how intimidating he appeared with his not quite right wolf proportions. They couldn't talk as they were though, and Blue's words still range heavy in his mind, evoking deep feelings of tenderness for his mate. He shifted there beside him, and then was able to cover him more with his warm body, skin heated from the physical activity.<br/>
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“Blue,” Eivind started, kissing his lover deeply, and pulling away to look at his face. He didn't want to put him on the spot, but being that Blue hadn't said anything to him before of such profound feelings, he felt the need to talk about it. If anything, Eivind wanted to hear it again, this time with Blue preferably looking at him. There was excitement there beneath everything else they'd been dealing with.<br/>
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"You meant what you said to your parents?” Eivind went on. “You think this is going to work for you?” He knew Blue felt for him, but when it got into the realm of Blue being secure enough in their relationship to accept his hand in marriage, Eivind knew that for a human it was a more serious thing. More serious than he thought Blue felt at the time, given his age, and his disconnect with some instinct. It didn't take long for Eivind to figure it out himself.<br/>
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“I think I realized it myself following you through the woods. Probably in the cave is when it finally dawned on me that I would never be able to walk away from you and that my life was going to change.” Eivind was sure, and he knew that the change was all for the better. He'd opened himself to it.<br/>
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“I'd follow you anywhere, you know that, right? For as long as you'll tolerate me.”</span></span>