Blue felt his body relax as Eivind leaned over him, the older male's muscular arms smoothly snaking their way along his body to rest gently, but firmly, on his chest. Eivind leaned his head down and kept it close to Blue's, gently comforting him with the promise of food after all this was over. Blue smiled despite the pain, turning his head so that he could look at Eivind, and that strange tingling filled him as their lips moved so closely together. "I think I smell bacon," Blue said softly. It had been a long time since Blue had been able to identify any kind of meat simply by its smell, as Lofgren's pack had only ever fed him roasted meat from unidentifiable sources. If Blue were to have asked what it was he was putting in his mouth, Lofgren would only scoff and tell him that he should be grateful he was getting any meat at all and not to ask so many questions. If Blue stubbornly continued on, Lofgren would smack him across the face, or take the meat away and let him starve. Other times, if the alpha was feeling particularly aroused by Blue's spirited defiance, he would force the human to suck him off, not giving single care as Blue choked in response to Lofgren's vigorous thrusting into the back of his throat.<br/><br/>But Eivind wasn't Lofgren, and he wasn't offering Blue conditional mystery meat. He was going to eat bacon.<br/><br/>His excitement was violently cracked as Alaric slid out more of the thread used to sew him up from his body and Blue winced in response, but somehow Eivind's presence was assuaging the pain, and for that Blue was grateful.<br/><br/>When Alaric finally finished, relief swallowed Blue whole, causing a deep sigh to escape his rosy lips. The onset of Blue's pain had been swift, biting at him with every careful movement Alaric made, but as soon as the wolf finished tending to the human, it all went away. "Thank you," Blue groaned to Alaric, watching with blurred vision as his perhaps reluctant medic cleaned up the blood that had been spilled during his unpleasant endeavors. Blue caught Alaric's side comment about Eivind and the pack, unsure precisely what it meant but knowing that whatever it was, it couldn't have been good. Eivind had changed the pack's plans immensely by choosing to take him home instead of killing him, and seemed that some of the pack had suffered injuries due to Eivind's actions. Maybe they would have regardless--Lofgren wasn't known for his understanding and compromising nature--but it was easy enough for the other wolves to place blame on Eivind considering the circumstances.<br/><br/>Eivind helped Blue up into a sitting position on the couch and Blue released some shallow breaths in response, calming himself and slowing his breathing as Eivind briefly departed to acquire a few plates of food. When he returned, Blue's eyes grew wide as saucers. It was a very simple meal, just eggs, bacon, and potatoes, but it was more food than Blue had eaten in over a month and were he not aching with thirst, Blue's mouth would have watered at the sight.<br/><br/>"Yes, yes please," Blue responded eagerly to Eivind's question, taking the glass of water Eivind had brought him and gulping it down quickly. When he had drank half of the glass, Blue set it down on the coffee table and grabbed a fork. He shoveled food into his mouth at an alarming rate, barely chewing before swallowing his current mouthful and moving onto another one. "Mmmm," Blue moaned, marveling at the smokey, fatty flavor of the bacon as the crispy strips of meat crunched in his mouth. "Oh Eivind, it's so good," he purred, following the bacon with a mixed forkful of potato and egg. "I don't remember the last time I had something so amazing."<br/><br/>Blue turned his gaze over to Eivind, the smallest of smiles pulling at the corners of his lips as he swallowed another bite. "This was really nice of you. Thank you." He reached for the glass and took another few sips of water, feeling appreciative but also slightly awkward. Eivind was treating Blue more like a guest than a prisoner, although they both knew that were Blue to try to leave he wouldn't get very far. But, for now, the desire to run from Eivind was quiet, and Blue was almost enjoying sitting next to the attractive wolf.<br/><br/>"Your pack . . . they're going to be mad at you, right? For taking me?" he asked quietly, wondering what was going to happen to Eivind when the wolf finally confronted the others, and wondering what was going to happen to him if Eivind was no longer there to protect him.