<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">No one made a big deal of beating the piss out of one another. That was why people just moved out of the way and let the two males settle their differences as best they could when they broke into a fight in Sieger's home. It wasn't that way with human's, apparently. They settled things with words, and Eivind realized that him and Blue had done a lot of talking.<br/>
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Eivind stared unmoved when Blue threatened to pout, but he took a bite, and then agreed if the older man would wash himself.<br/>
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“That's what I said,” he didn't argue, getting up slowly so they could walk down to the river. Once stepping in, Eivind found he didn't really mind the cold water. He just hadn't wanted to get up. He scrubbed his hands over his body, finding he was rather caked in his filth.<br/>
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“It would have been easier to do this in the morning when the sun was high. You know, when you could have helped,” Eivind shot towards Blue, smiling a little from where he was still keeping an eye on him. Blue decided he would head back to the camp not shortly after. He was probably tired, and it was a lot nicer by the fire. They were close enough that Eivind could still see the flames glowing between the trees, and he could smell Blue's increasing arousal. Like the time in the shower, maybe he was asking for a few moments of privacy to take the edge off. Eivind would respect that, and take his time properly cleaning himself. Try to block it out so that he didn't jump on him that night.<br/>
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Unfortunately, Eivind wasn't the only one who could smell Blue, and that, coupled with the smell of cooking meat was too tempting of an invitation to pass up.<br/>
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Someone approached, his footsteps light, non-threatening. He came from behind, stepping close, confident as he ran his hand from Blue's shoulder down the front of his clothed chest. The human had been touching himself. His need was plenty evident, clouding a lot of his senses. He smelled like wolves, but he couldn't determine if he was with someone. It seemed a shame not to lend his body to such endeavors. It would be mutually beneficial to the both of them, and from what he could tell he wasn't tied to anyone. Not in the way wolves mated.<br/>
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He was naked, and he didn't give much pause before climbing over the other male, wrapping his hand over his where he was lightly fondling himself. If he had someone with him, it didn't make sense why they weren't there, helping him out. He wasn't a large man, sinewy and a bit under-fed. If they stood, he'd be considerably shorter than Blue, shorter than Eivind as well. Not really all that imposing, but he wasn't trying to be ominous, nor was he planning on out-muscling the situation. His hair was long and messy, bleached by the sun. His skin was tan as a result as well, and he had a few days worth of dark stubble clinging to his face.<br/>
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“I don't know what you're doing here,” he said, leaning into Blue's neck. “But it's a pleasant surprise.” He had a slight accent, hard to place. Swedish, perhaps. He was trying to differentiate the different smells coming from him, trying to pick out the one that stood out the most. If he could guess, the young male had a thing for werewolves. He'd met a few humans that had their preferences. One smell presented itself more than the others, and that was about the time the wolf decided he might have been overly presumptuous about the situation, especially once the young man beneath him started to react.<br/>
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“Oh,” he said, understanding, getting the idea that maybe he should get off. Before he could fully removed himself, someone was doing it for him, slinging him back with a ferociousness that rattled his teeth. The other wolf, of course. The smaller male went limp as a doll, bearing his throat in obvious submission before Eivind fully got the chance to pummel him to death. The irate male ignored the submission, beating down upon him with fists, yet the other male didn't react aggressively in return. He realized he fucked up, and he wasn't much of a fighter.<br/>
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“Whoa, whoa, man. My bad, Big mistake,” he said even before Eivind picked his shoulder's up to slam him back down. He grunted, and was trying to push Eivind away, that, or crawl out from underneath him.<br/>
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“I didn't know. He was alone,” he defended. “Wasn't as if you were doing anything about it. I don't know why you're so pissed. I didn't want to hurt him.” Eivind growled in return, but it didn't shut the fellow up.<br/>
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“I could <i>smell </i>him. It's been a long time since I've seen anyone. I'm sorry. Stop hitting me, please,” he tried to reason, still choosing submission over aggression. He was fairly confident that if he tried to fight, he'd get his ass beat worse than he already was. Or worse, even. Eventually, his yielding paid off, and Eivind climbed off of him, face still a mask of fury, to return to Blue's side. It was obvious he wasn't a threat, and the desire to check on his mate overrode the desire to kill the stupid wolf. At least for now.<br/>
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The other man turned and sat, spitting blood from his mouth. He didn't try to run. He was smiling actually, and Eivind was looking on in disbelief. He put his hands up to signal surrender.<br/>
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“A misunderstanding, I swear. It's been a while since I've seen a human-wolf paired up like this. Not fully paired up though..?” he questioned. “Honestly, I'm confused.” He didn't want to say it, not sure how to present it without making it sound like he was calling the human a slut. No need to offend them more than they already were. “No harm done. I was getting the idea before you came along."<br/>
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