<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Eivind listened to Blue talk as if there were any other options. Eivind wouldn't have forgiven himself if he hadn't done exactly what he did. His instincts didn't fail him there, and at least he hadn't fucked up his desire to protect what was truly his. He only wished he had known sooner that Blue was not alright, but there was no sense in talking about how he'd wanted things. They'd already done that, and Blue understood his guilt.<br/>
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“Because they had no right,” Eivind told Blue. “Because nothing bad was ever meant to happen to you.” Anyone who thought otherwise deserved to be punished, some fatally. When Blue kissed him, it was demanding, showing a sort of possessiveness that Eivind was usually responsible for. Eivind wasn't the initiator in that moment, but Blue and the wolf understood the difference of him pressing beyond limits, and his mate expressing his own needs. Eivind let him, blood pumping, enjoying the sensation of Blue claiming, though there was only so much he could take without reaction. Their arousal compounded on itself, their bodies working in sync with one another. Any trepidation he sensed in Blue was gone, but Eivind was still careful about moving things along too fast. He was listening, aware of the reactions he was receiving.<br/>
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Eivind pulled Blue over the top of him, this time not shying as his arousal was evident by the press of himself against the cleft of Blue's ass. He got used to that feeling as he kissed him, heavy and hot against the skin of his mate, but not inside him; not yet. Eivind realized it was just as important for him to take things slow. Maybe he wouldn't always have to keep himself under control, but in this instance, it was important. Blue had suffered too much already at the hands of others. He'd be damned if he was going to add any more unpleasant to Blue's life, and in this instance, it required him to pay attention. Even with their difference in shape, their bodies seemed to line up naturally of their own accord. Eivind was reacquainting himself with Blue's body, touching every inch of him, and with Blue on top as he was, he had access to quite a bit. His hand slid along Blue's ass, touching the soft skin of his groin, and traveling up, sliding his finger beneath where his cock was laying. He pressed lightly, just to apply a bit of pressure, but not yet to force the finger inside.<br/>
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“Don't go anywhere. Stay here, keep it slow. I don't want to lose control over myself,” Eivind explained, probably in better words than he had the first time. If Blue pulled back from him, he was certain he would have reacted by grabbing him. Instinct would have told him to pin his mate; to finish it. He wanted more than to just finish it.<br/>
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“I can't wrap my head around how perfect you are,” Eivind went on, his exploration never really stopping though he seemed perfectly fascinated with only touching for the time being. In a way, Eivind was ground himself. He was taking in little bits of things that were working him up, but not so much at once that he reacted in a rough manner. Blue's body was becoming more familiar to him and with it the need to care for it properly. Frustration had multiplied into something that had made him hurt Blue, and while his mate forgave him for it, this was the last experience he wanted to fuck up.</span></span>