<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">“I do like them. A shame you won't be wearing them much longer,” Eivind whispered when Blue was close, planting soft kisses along his neck. Blue snapped away right after, seeming as if he had different ideas entirely. He was off, climbing the bed and regarding Eivind in a playful manner. Eivind only watched, trying not to appear too amused by his antics. Blue stripped off everything he was wearing besides the briefs, obscuring his view just enough to be annoying and enticing all at the same time. Eivind wanted them on the floor as well.<br/>
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Blue was trying to provoke him, and under normal circumstances it would have worked. Maybe, if Eivind was as drunk as Blue he would have been a little careless, but that was the exact reason he didn't allow himself to consume too much. He had been tempted to buy a bottle to take him with them.<br/>
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“It wouldn't be a fair hunt. You're trapped,” Eivind pointed out, looking back to the doorway which he was standing in the path Blue would have to take to reach it. “I think I'd be content to sit right here, and just watch you. I wouldn't mind expending a little bit of energy.” He took a step closer, watching Blue's movements. If he wanted to be hunted, Eivind would show him a break down of how he did so. He was watching the muscles in Blue's frame, anticipating his movements, and stepping to cut off his options without actually touching him. Showing him how he might predict him, and keep him trapped if he decided he wanted to. He didn't drag it out too long, worried Blue would tumble off one edge of the bed or another, and he made his lunge, catching Blue as he made his scramble off the bed, to the opening Eivind had created, not fast enough, especially drunk as he was. <br/>
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“You're not ready for me to fuck you like that,” Eivind told him huskily. “You will be, but not yet.” Even their first time, there had been some part of himself that was holding back. He had to based on the circumstances, and Blue was asking they proceed as if none of that had happened. They couldn't, at least not yet, because Blue was still recovering. Eivind didn't want to hurt him, and he certainly didn't want to prolong his recover period any more than he already had. Claiming predatory sex didn't seem like something that feel into the sex perimeters they'd be given by Blue's doctor. <br/>
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“Soon,” Eivind promised, and then neither of them would have to hold anything back. “We'll make the best of it.” As they always seemed to do. He swiped the lube from the dresser, taking it with him as sat Blue on the table, one they'd not actually eaten at a single time since getting the room. There was little lead up, just Eivind slicking his cock and easing into Blue, going by a feel. Neither of them seemed to have any patience that night, and it didn't seem to him like Blue wanted it easy. Eivind would oblige him, to some degree. <br/>
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“Wrap your hands around my shoulders,” he instructed, and he picked Blue up off the table to take him down to the floor. He could still give him a taste of how he might have liked things to go, even if he had to be a little easy. He turned Blue carefully so that he was facing away, using his knee to spread Blue's thigh. He pushed his shoulders and face down, wrapping his arm beneath him so that his cheek could be pillowed against it rather than the floor. <br/>
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“Don't strain your body. Easy,” Eivind told him. “I want to feel you close.” The closer, the better, it seemed. He tried not to notice the scar with it put into his view, pulling Blue back into him as he buried his face against his lover's back. His other arm came around, securing him in an embrace after realigning himself with Blue once more. It limited Blue's movements even if he wanted to, Eivind against him, but not using his weight to pin him, but rather his arms. <br/>
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“Mmm, my Blue, you feel so good,” he murmured as he picked a lazy pace, wanting to hear his lover whine for him.</span></span>