<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Blue was rocking back against him, barely detectable, but it was there, showing his eagerness if not with his words initially. Soon those too were spilling from Blue's lips, and Eivind was clouded with heady arousal. He pressed a little more insistently, enough to breach him with the dry tip of his finger. Eivind had enough sense to know that when it came to his erection he couldn't shove it in dry like that, but on the same token, he wasn't creative enough to think of a very practical solution to their problem. They were in the middle of nowhere, and Blue was aching for his cock. He was going to have to figure something out, and fast, because there was no way he was going to deny him any longer.<br/>
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Blue biting him came as a surprise, and he growled in response to it, but it wasn't one of warning. He'd take whatever marks Blue cared to bestow upon him. Afterwards, Blue threaded his fingers through Eivind's hand and made his demands known. Eivind couldn't have denied him in that moment even if he'd wanted to. His cock was dripping, and he removed the tip of his finger to smear himself against Blue's entrance, working the finger back in this time, feeling the way his mate clutched him, getting used to the idea that at some point in the night that tight heat would be wrapped around his cock.<br/>
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After a time, Eivind slid out to rearrange them, making sure that when he set Blue flat on his back he didn't slam him, or come heavily back down upon him. It took a conscious effort but knowing he'd sore Blue again if he wasn't careful was enough. He drank Blue in with his eyes then, spreading his legs so that he could settle in between them. Sex had never been this slow for him before. He wouldn't have worried about his partner's comfort. He might not have if he wasn't so insistent on making sure this was a pleasant experience, and proving that they were not all mindless animals. Blue seemed to understand the need, allowing Eivind to go about things in his own way. There was no miscommunication this time. Eivind knew perfectly well what Blue wanted from him, and if he was a little patience, he might have it all just as he wanted it.<br/>
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His teeth grazed Blue's collar, opposite the area that was bandaged, his cock lining itself with his body of its own accord. He could feel Blue against the sensitive head of his cock, and he took the time to get used to that feeling as well, rather than giving a few forceful thrusts to situate himself. It was for their benefit anyway. Eivind knew if he went rutting away with abandon, he wouldn't last. He used his saliva to coat himself, hoping that it would be enough to make any friction tolerably. He found Blue's lips when finally he pressed forward, his hand cradling his cock, two fingers touching Blue's rim to guide it along. He could feel himself sliding into Blue, and any resistance he felt at the breach. He forced his breathing steady and kept it that way as he sank forward. Once he'd taken his hand away and felt every inch of himself slide into Blue, he couldn't handle it any longer. He had to <i>move</i>.<br/>
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Eivind slid a hand beneath Blue's back, pulling him close as he drew his hips back, and then forward again. His other hand encouraged Blue's legs around him, and his hips wider as he fell into some sort of rhythm. His vision swam, nearly lost in the blissful feeling of fully sheathing himself in his lover the first time.</span></span>