<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Where the two hadn't been touching right after the incident, they made up for it then. Blue took his clothing off, and he let Eivind look again. Blue led him to the bed next, where he planted kisses across Eivind's sinewy flesh. They didn't need to talk any longer, and Eivind was okay with that. This was more natural to him; Blue taking his comfort, and Eivind more than willing to give him anything that he could. This was everything he'd wanted to do from the start, but hadn't been granted permission. Blue was granting him permission now, and the tension faded away with each touch, and taste, as much as it was able. Eivind wouldn't stop touching and tasting until Blue stopped smelling of unease. He'd taken for granted Blue's response to him, had started to expect that all would be well simply because they were mated. He'd try to make those mistakes less. <br/>
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Eivind's body responded to Blue, but he seemed to understand that it wasn't about sex. If Blue asked, he would be more than willing to accommodate him, but it seemed as if his young lover needed something else, and so he focused there instead. He didn't pay attention to his own heating blood, and didn't allow himself to fully harden. He enjoyed their intimacy just as much as he enjoyed their sex, and as long as they were touching in some way, Eivind was content. Eivind was finding frustration stemmed mostly from when he wasn't allowed to touch Blue, not so much sexual release. <br/>
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Eventually, Blue pulled away from him and Eivind knew that they'd spent enough time; perhaps too much time in bed. They'd have to get up and get dressed. Blue picked out what he'd be wearing, and fussed with his hair. Once fully put together, Blue looked him over again, kissing and complimenting. He then asked Eivind not to ever shave his face again.<br/>
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“I only make promises I know I can keep,” Eivind told him with a grin. It was easier to promise protection than it was to vow not to shave his face again the rest of his life. <br/>
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“What if we decide one day we want to go scuba diving in Mexico? The mask wouldn't seal.” He was being a little playful, thinking of all the things he and Blue <i>could</i> do if they wanted to. For the most part though, unless it was something very specific like that, Eivind wouldn't have to shave. He was simply trying to lighten the mood from what it had been before, happy that things were returning to what Eivind hoped was some sort of normal for them; the touching, kissing, and complimenting. <br/>
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“You look really good, Blue,” Eivind told him, and he was speaking partly from a health perspective. Leagues better than when he first found him. It was an opportune time for him to return to his parent's for a visit, but he could tell Blue was getting a little anxious about it, and rightfully so. They would have so much questions. <br/>
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Eivind took directions from Blue on how to get there, but had him stop before they arrived at their destination. The ride had been mostly quiet, both men likely left to their thoughts, and when they stopped, Blue spoke the inevitable. They needed to come up with a story. With lies, it was easy to succumb to inconsistencies. Blue's nerves were making Eivind a little bit anxious himself. It was as if they were about to walk into some sort of danger, but Blue was only reuniting with his family. When they were stopped, Eivind reached to press a reassuring hand to Blue's thigh as he listened to how they might have met. <br/>
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“I like coffee as much as any guy,” Eivind said with a shrug. “Sometimes I stop when I'm doing projects for work in town.” Though it wasn't often. “Believable. Sort of.” In reality, he supposed they could have met that way, chances were just unlikely. Typically, he had enough energy that he didn't need a pick me up. <br/>
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“Maybe I saw you working on one of your own projects. Commissioned you to help me with something of my own, given your talent? The banister, though we don't have to say it was for my home, precisely. That was really when we started to get to know one another, so not exactly a lie. That sounds mostly wholesome, and like there was a more proper build up. You were working with me, initially, and then I asked you to stay.” Eivind was comforted with the idea that Blue didn't want to pretend. He didn't want to pretend either. Things weren't perfect, but his feelings for Blue were very genuine. He only had good intentions. <br/>
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“None of this is stupid,” Eivind told him, tugging him gently closer so that he could kiss him before proceeding, as much for his own sake, as it was for Blue's. <br/>
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“Okay,” Eivind said, trying to not let Blue's nervousness put him on edge. He wasn't going into battle, and he needed to be properly behaved. He wanted to make a good impression with Blue's family and he hoped they could get past his shortcomings. If he acted right, perhaps they could, given time. Eivind wasn't exactly expecting good things, given that Blue's father had taken issue with Blue being gay. Even if they could have accepted that part of Blue, Eivind doubted a man like him would have been their first choice for their son.<br/>
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Eivind composed himself and pulled up into the driveway. The home was nice, and Blue's parent's were obviously well off. Hopefully not stuffy, like folk often were in those sorts of neighborhoods.<br/>
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"You ready, Blue?" He turned off the engine. "They're going to be happy to see you," Eivind reassured, and hopefully having lost their son for some time would have put things into perspective for them. The <i>important</i> things.</span></span>