<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Blue wasn't eating, and Eivind didn't have it in him to argue right then. They'd eaten plenty the day before, and he could understand why he wasn't that hungry. Eivind, on the other hand didn't refuse food when it was readily available, though he ate quickly, and was more focused on other things. <br/>
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His mate ordered him to follow, and Eivind did so, back up the privacy of their hotel room. Eivind assumed that Blue would continue to be angry, and they wouldn't talk for a little while longer. He'd leave his mate alone, and eventually Blue would want to go to his parents house, where Eivind would try to behave. That wasn't what he got, however, and he wasn't sure what to make of Blue's new reaction. <br/>
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Blue ordered him to strip, and Eivind stared for a moment, confused, but did as he was bid. He didn't take off his own clothing, or throw himself like he'd done before, and so Eivind was okay to let him play out whatever this was. When Blue told him to get down on his knees, he that that as well. Eivind thought he understood what he was doing from there That he wanted to come to him, and to touch. Being naked for Blue was easy for him, and he didn't mind if his mate wanted to reacquaint himself with his body. Maybe then he'd see that it hadn't really changed. That<i> he </i>hadn't actually changed at all. <br/>
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The last thing on Eivind's mind was sex, even if he was naked on his knees. Even if Blue was touching him now. It still felt off to him. Things smelled wrong to him. Like Blue's body wasn't matching up what he was feeling.<br/>
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<i>You're my wolf.</i><br/>
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It sounded like Blue was trying to convince himself, rather than something he was telling Eivind. He would have been content to let him struggle with that; to let him feel more. Eivind wanted to touch Blue, but he wouldn't. What confused Eivind was why Blue had opened his pants, and took out his cock. He was half hard, but Eivind knew him well enough to know he wasn't fully enjoying himself. He could smell his sweat, and he wasn't producing his usually heady scent of arousal. It was still an uncomfortable smell, not quite fear any more. Truly, Eivind didn't quite know what to make of it. <br/>
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What did Blue want? Eivind didn't know. He wasn't sure if he was being tested. It if was meant to suck Blue off, or if he was meant to refuse. Blue wasn't making himself very clear, giving him a cryptic 'be good'. His hands were in Eivind's hair, but given the circumstances they didn't entice Eivind to lean into them. He pulled back, away from Blue, unsure he liked this new game his lover was playing with him. There wasn't anything sexy about it, not did he think it would make either of them feel better. Eivind was only being set up for some many options, and he decided he wasn't going to take any of the ones given to him. <br/>
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“Blue, what is this?” Eivind wanted to know. He didn't sound disgusted, or angry. He sounded confused and genuine. “I get why you're upset with me. I <i>don't</i> get why you're acting this way. I don't know what you want.” Eivind would do whatever Blue asked. He'd stripped down without question because he trusted Blue freely and openly. He followed his direction up to the point where instruction started to get blurry. If Blue wanted to punish him in some subtle way, Eivind was okay with that, and he was starting to think this was what that was. Neither of them seemed to be enjoying themselves, and he wasn't about <i>guess</i> and fuck things up worse. If he was being set up to fail, he wasn't about to walk into it. <br/>
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“Making things unclear and expecting me to get the right answer isn't going to fix this. I'm not that <i>good</i> at this sort of things, Blue. I'm going to pick the wrong door. You need to help me, so that I know what to do. What do you <i>need</i>?” Eivind thought he knew, but Blue wasn't letting him soothe him. He wasn't trying to self-soothe, either. Eivind wasn't so dense to think a blowjob would fix this, but he also worried that if he reached for Blue things would unravel completely again. So he spoke up, and remained on his knees, arms limp at his side.</span></span>