<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Eivind growled low, a deep rumble against Blue when he made it perfectly clear what he'd wanted. Feeling Blue thoroughly with his fingers had gone over well, and so had the aloe as a stand-in lubrication. Well enough apparently that Blue took it upon himself to slick Eivind's cock with it, and he removed his fingers so Blue could put him where he obviously wanted it. His lover slid down onto him with substantially less resistance, and they were looking at one another. Eivind's gaze wasn't unfocused though, and Blue was smiling. Knowing maybe that it would be different now.<br/>
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"You're not broken, Blue," Eivind repeated, but this time he was smiling in return, allowing Blue liberty to use him how he wished. He didn't know how the young man liked it, but he wanted to. It started off just grinding, but Blue changed it up, doing a whole manner of things with his hips that Eivind hadn't been expecting.<br/>
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"<i>Fuck</i>, Keep doing that," Eivind encouraged, content for the time being to be educated in what it meant to allow the receiver to take some of the control. Typically, it wouldn't cross his mind, but he cared deeply enough about Blue's own pleasure that he wanted to know how to make his body respond in all the right ways. Blue was giving him all that he needed in that moment, and only when they needed more did Eivind thrust upward to match his lover's frenzied pace. He didn't mind the clawing Blue gave him with his blunt nails, just encouraged him to leverage himself in whatever way he saw fit. Eivind supported his back, giving him stability.<br/>
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"You feel fucking perfect," he rasped, his eyes closed as he experienced what he could only imagine pure bliss felt like. He felt Blue's intense gaze on him and opened his eyes to hold the young man's expression as they coupled with increasing intensity. There was no need to overcompensate; Eivind knew. Blue was his, and he was claiming him, and allowing himself to be claimed thoroughly in that moment. Eivind didn't need permission in that moment to proceed. He understood, and after Blue called him what he was it triggered primal instinct to finish it and make it irrevocably so. He started to shove Blue, to turn him over but stopped himself. He could pound him hard and fast that way, and there was a deep desire to cover the mark the other wolf had left on him, but he stopped himself. It wasn't needed, not yet. He wanted Blue to keep looking at him just as he was, and to know exactly who it was he'd decided to share his body with. His desires came second to his mates, and he was content with that, he realized.<br/>
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Eivind did shift them, sliding both arms under Blue's back and curling his fingers around either shoulder, tipping them forward so that he could fuck him more deeply, but while they were still facing one another. He held Blue mostly off the ground, and encouraged by Blue's pace, he was relentless. Not fast, but hard, and sure. He allowed some of his instinct to bleed through, realizing he could control it if he was careful and fully aware of Blue. He following his lover's touches, in tune with every noise he made. Eivind's tongue delved deep into Blue's mouth, seeking to claim him in his entirety; confident that he would.</span></span>