Blue had been lazily swaying his body back and forth atop the bed when Eivind directed his attention to the front door. Even in his inebriated state, Blue could see that what his mate said was true. Eivind was blocking the only route of escape, and there was nowhere for Blue to go other than the far side of the bed, which was only a dead end. Despite the futile nature of the situation, Eivind was willing to play with Blue, at least for a short while. The wolf's movements were slow and calculated, his eyes narrowed as he watched Blue kneel down and creep across the bed, mirroring one another's movements, Blue trying to not get too close at first. He liked this game, and he hoped he would remember it once the night was over and the alcohol had left his system. An open area where Blue wasn't being boxed in by furniture would be best, someplace where Blue could run and his lover could chase. And when Eivind caught his tantalizing prey, they could fuck on the grass like they were meant to. They could fuck underneath the stars.<br/><br/>The human had grown comfortable watching Eivind. He had seen him disrobe as they silently stalked one another and assumed Eivind wouldn't be so bold as to strike when he came close, but Blue was terrible at predicting his lover's movements while drunk. When Eivind rushed forward, Blue squealed and attempted to scurry off the mattress, easily placing himself into a position for Eivind to take hold of him and possess him, clutching Blue's body to his own and holding him tightly. Blue whimpered, grabbing at the wolf's naked form as he retrieved the bottle of lubricant and carried Blue over to the table. "I feel so good though, Vin," Blue whined, making a soft<i>oof</i>sound as Eivind set him down on the hard wood. "I can take it," he protested, but the wolf had his mind set. He had already promised him "soon," and Blue couldn't think of any other reasons he could use to convince Eivind otherwise. The boy pouted as Eivind slicked his engorged cock with lubricant, but despite the wolf's cautionary and protective words, he seemed to be impatient to be inside of his lover. Eivind removed Blue's flirtatious underwear and spread the latter's legs apart. The boy leaned back as Eivind pulled his hips forward, hardly prepping him at all before slipping inside. Were Blue not drunk and his senses dulled, he would have been put off by Eivind's hastiness, but tonight Blue wanted it hard. He still winced and gasped as the wolf eased his way into him, but settled quickly enough, enjoying the full feeling Eivind's cock provided him.<br/><br/>Blue obeyed when Eivind told him to wrap himself around his shoulders, clinging when he removed him from the table and situated them down on the floor instead. The wolf wasted no time in repositioning Blue's body, but still kept his manipulations gentle in an attempt to not hurt his fragile young lover. Blue allowed himself to be moved any and every which way, his body like putty for Eivind to use as he pleased. Small, submissive noises escaped his lips as the wolf wrapped his arms around him, limiting his ability to move and keeping him close. There was comfort to be found in the way Eivind pressed his hairy face against Blue's back, the rough hairs of his beard tickling Blue's pale skin. The wolf's muscled arms hugged him close, and Blue could look down and see the tanned skin, the prominent veins that lined the older man's tense limbs. He wiggled while trapped in Eivind's grip, but the boy truly had no desire to break himself free. He adored the way Eivind kept him close, and Blue knew there was no one else he'd ever want to share himself with in this way. Blue gave his body over to Eivind easily and moaned when the wolf starting thrusting, though it wasn't enough.<br/><br/>"Eivind," Blue whined, pushing and writhing against the wolf's crotch to get more, feel more. "Fuck me harder," he demanded, tossing his head back and pressing his body into Eivind's as hard as he was able. "Claim me all over again. I want every wolf to smell you on me. Please, I need it, I need you to fuck me and claim me so that no one ever dares touch me ever again. Only you. I only want you." Blue's words were coming out slurred and fast, but he meant them, and they were desperate to be acknowledged by his lover. The idea of anyone placing their hands on him disgusted him, but Eivind was different. He was good, and strong, and loving, and he was his, and in that moment Blue couldn't think of ever being with anyone else, or feeling another wolf's cock inside of him.<br/><br/>"Tell me I'm yours," he begged. "Tell me."