<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Blue snapped at him, and rightfully so. Eivind removed himself, watching as Blue gingerly got up, wondering what the hell was wrong with him. Blue was his mate. The last person he should have hurt, intentional or not.<br/>
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“I..” Eivind started, but not other words came up. There was no excuse for it. He'd tried to make Blue understand he didn't have control of himself, and he'd done a poor job of it. Regardless, it was his responsibility to keep himself in line. He didn't enjoy the taste of Blue's blood in his mouth, and he didn't enjoy watching him move around as if he'd just taken a beating. To Eivind's great surprise, that didn't seem to be Blue's main frustration.<br/>
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“What?” Eivind blurted.<br/>
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Blue walked away, with his back to him, into the rain. Eivind was staring, confused as ever when Blue turned around, asking – no, demanding why Eivind hadn't fucked him. <br/>
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“You didn't tell me to,” Eivind said dumbly. He was fairly certain he'd been listening, trying to make sure he got that down. He didn't want to get yelled at or to make Blue feel poorly again, but in some turnabout way, he still had. Blue has said he wanted to get fucked, not when, or how, or any of the details that might have mattered to the male that was trying not fuck things up.<br/>
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“And as for wanting to, Blue, I think that is honestly the stupidest question I've heard come out of your mouth.” Not one he felt the need to answer either. He wanted nothing more than to lay Blue down and experience what it felt like to be inside of his mate.<br/>
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“Is that honestly what you're more pissed about? Over everything else that I did?” Eivind questioned, grabbing the container of water to clean himself of semen before going to out to try and collect the stubborn boy from the rain. Eivind had been careless enough to hurt Blue, and so lost that he held him down to grind against him like some animal. He was more than a little disgusted with himself, and he walked up to Blue in some manner of appeasement with his head slightly lowered. <br/>
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“Blue, come out of the rain, please,” Eivind requested, gently taking hold of the back of his arm, trying to coax him gently towards him. He wanted to see what he'd done, and he looked to Blue's collar barn as he turned him. It wasn't anything like the one on Blue's shoulder, but it had still been careless, and Eivind's frown deepened.<br/>
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“You know that I wanted you. That wasn't it at all. You just.. didn't tell me that you were ready for that step. I didn't want to get it wrong. We.. probably needed to talk about it, if you were thinking that was something you wanted to do.” Eivind paused for a moment, trying to better articulate why this was important. “Once we start; once I'm inside of you, I know I'm not going to be able to stop. I don't think I would be able to anyway, with how crazy you make me sometimes.” Eivind knew without a doubt he wouldn't have been able to stop then if Blue had asked. He hadn't been sure, to begin with, so he erred on the side of caution. It was better that Blue was a little frustrated with him for not proceeding than it would have been if he'd gone through with it and gotten it wrong. He didn't know what was going through Blue's head though. Just because he was mated to him didn't give him a better understanding of his thoughts beyond being better in tune with his body.</span></span>