Eivind laughed softly, remembering the way Blue had pouted that morning when Eivind had refused him. Uncharacteristic and almost cruel in Eivind's opinion but only because he was eager to surprise Blue. He'd seen to everything he felt warranted his attention and it had been time. He didn't want to go another day without being engaged to his mate. They'd come a long way together, both accepting of one another. Their relationship wasn't just steady but it was thriving. Eivind lived and breathed for his lover. Blue wanted him in every way that he was. He encouraged him, not only trusting but<i>knowing</i>.<br/><br/>Blue felt perfect, his arousal gliding against Eivind's stomach. Their scents were potent, smelling of need and excitement. They were happy and they were in love. They fed off one another and it made it all so much better. It ignited in Eivind what he truly was; a predator yes, but instinctively nurturing to what was his. What he knew he'd die to protect. A growl started low from his chest as he picked up in intensity. He wasn't sure how much he'd allowed his instinct to take over before without thought but he did so then. His pupils dilated and words made less sense to him. Blue was all needy whines and body language, stretching and supplying his throat. Eivind raked it with his teeth, putting a light pressure against the soft and vulnerable flesh, growling his content; his praise. Blue responded in all the ways that appeased his wolf. If his tenor should change when Eivind got overzealous his wolf corrected the behavior, changing it to suit his mate while not sacrificing intensity.<br/><br/>Eivind gathered his wrists together and pulled his arms over his head with one hand, the other sliding beneath his back, stretching his lean body out. He slid his arm further beneath Blue, holding him more securely as his thrusts became more aggressive. His forearm was resting against the ground, callused fingers pressed into the curve of Blue's waist. He wanted him there, melded to him, and if moving only moving with him. They were a single elegant line together, bodies touching a much as possible.<br/><br/>Eivind encouraged Blue, nipping and changing angles to elicit more noise from his mate. He'd let go and he wanted the same for Blue; for them both to experience one another in their purest forms. No words. Just a tangle of bodies in perfect tandem, operating on the same wavelength and purpose. Eivind's own vocalizing might have sounded hostile to some but that was far from the reality of it. If someone approached it might have been directed that way towards them but Eivind didn't sense an intruder anywhere in the vicinity. They were safe to fully enjoy one another. He'd held his knot at bay until he was sure, hyper-aware of his surroundings.<br/><br/>It wasn't rational but his frenzied thrusts were to drive his seed home even if there was no possible way Blue would take. The instinctual side of his wolf didn't understand it, it only knew that he wasn't. He never would be and Eivind imagined their sex would always be desperate and frenzied. So worked up his thought process was simplified; more primal.<i>Claim. Harder. Deeper. Mark. Taste. Fill. </i><br/><br/>Eivind did all of that.