There were greens scattered all over the floor and an upturned salad bowl, and Blue couldn't help but notice the tension etched into the strong muscles of Eivind's back. His thick dark brows knit together in a concerned look as he took a few timid steps toward the wolf, unsure whether his gentle coaxing would result in stressed words or sharp teeth. "Eivind, are you okay?" Blue asked curiously, tilting his head as he continued to examine the fallen greens and note that Eivind was making no effort to clean up the mess.<br/><br/>Blue opened his lips again to quietly ask if Eivind needed help when the wolf turned on him, closing the distance between them with a hurried, frantic energy and movements too quick to process. Before he could understand what was happening, Eivind was lifting Blue as if his bones were light and hollow and his body weighed next to nothing. Eivind placed him on the counter and Blue only had time to let the smallest of gasps escape his parted lips before Eivind was hungrily against him, lips pressed hard against Blue's mouth and his tongue firmly commanding Blue receive it. The boy complied, opening his mouth wider to take in Eivind's wet tongue, submitting to it fully as it fought and ultimately dominated his own.<br/><br/>He wrapped his arms around Eivind's shoulders as the wolf pulled him forward by his boxers. He could hear the fabric tear as it was pulled down slightly, exposing his bare ass to the cold counter top. Blue whined softly in response against Eivind's mouth, unable to stop the small, submissive sounds from sounding in his throat. The wolf was kissing him with great need, and as he pressed himself in between Blue's long thighs, the boy couldn't help but inhale harshly at the feel of Eivind's pulsing erection, enticing him even from within the confines of his jeans. Although Blue had just come minutes before, he could already feel his cock begin to awaken once more, and it was only a matter of time before he would once again be stiff and aching, all from Eivind's touch . . .<br/><br/>His partner's ferocity both enticed him and frightened him, as he couldn't understand why Eivind wanted him so badly, but he also couldn't bring himself to care too much. He wanted this. He had ruminated on the idea for days, ever since his anger for Eivind's unwelcome advances in the shower had died, and now Eivind was no longer angry with him, but passionately craving him, and for the first time in what felt like years Blue wanted to be wanted.<br/><br/>He managed to tear his lips away for just a moment, jerking his head back so that their kiss broke. Blue was left panting. He wanted this, but not so rushed. His body was still in the process of healing, and though it had been a while since he had last been fucked, he wasn't sure how well his damaged hole would deal with a raw fucking. "Eivind, gentle," Blue whispered, bringing his hand up to the back of the wolf's head and tangling his fingers in Eivind's thick dark hair. But the wolf didn't seem to hear, and there was an intense look in his eyes that Blue had never seen before. Their lips locked again, and Blue felt another rough pull at his boxers and a long, vicious tear that left the thin fabric in pieces.<br/><br/>Eivind was ravaging him, and although Blue wanted to be with the wolf, he didn't appreciate the way Eivind was manipulating his body without the care that had endeared him to Blue in the first place. The boy's eyes went wide as Eivind let his torn boxers fall to the floor and Eivind's grip seemed to tighten on his body. He tore himself away again, this time more aggressively. "Eivind, slow down," he commanded, his voice louder, his eyes desperately searching for some recognition in the wolf's lascivious countenance.