New Start. (tordtom, Future, NSFW!! BEING REWRITTEN!!)

Fuck You, Dude.

( um a few days later wtva they got reunited and Shi Edd n Matt know all the gay shi with Tord and Tom and got positions in the R.A wtva)

{ALSO SMUT CHAPTER!!}

~Tom~

It was currently 21:03. It was kind of late. Not late enough that you would go to sleep yet, but you know. Edd and Matt had gone to their rooms.

Of course, I had to stay back with Tord. I wanted to spend time with Edd and Matt, but I had a job to do.

I was broken from my gaze when a hand started rubbing my thigh. I look up to see Tord.

Not surprising.

"Thomas," he hummed. "Let me make you feel good.". His hand was inching closer to my pelvis before I nodded.

I wasn't excited, nor did I not want this. In fact, I did want it.

In what felt like minutes, I was pinned onto Tords desk, his member inching its way inside me.

I don't know how we got into this position, I seem to not know anything lately.

I let out a moan when he was fully in me. 9 inches and all.

"You ready?" He questioned, his accent thick.

I nodded, and he immediately started ramming into me.

The thing is, I don't even remember him prepping me. All I remember is him asking for my consent, and even that was blurry.

We both were facing each other. He had his shit-eating grin on his face. His hair was slowly getting even more messed up with each thrust. He looked fine as f-disgusting. Tom said disgusting, nothing else, and never will say anything else. That would be... not something Tom would like very much because it would make him vulnerable to Tord. And that's not something you want the leader of most of the world to know. If he knew you were weak and would bow down to him in an instant, he would take that into his power.

I was broken out of my thoughts when Tord started going deeper than I was used to if that was possible. He usually put his full length in me all at once, and he did just that. But it felt as if he was going deeper. Sure, I wasn't going to tell him that, though.

Tord was thrusting into me at a rapid and consecutive pace. I was in heaven, letting out moans that got louder with each thrust. Tord and I were both sweating messes, and my coordination was completely off, but we got into a sloppy make-out session. He took a hand that was by my side and brought it up to my waist, rubbing it. I didn't think I could be in even more lust than I was, but somehow, this man made me go off the walls with pleasure. You couldn't tell, but my eyes were basically rolled to the back of my head and I was grabbing onto his shoulder for support. I could feel my hands slipping off his shoulder due to the sweat I was producing from our combined body heat being shared due to intimacy.

Tords thrusts were getting more aggressive by the second. His papers on his desk are being shoved off, partially because of my body pushing them off and just the desk rocking because of us. Tord slid his hand that was on my waist and went to my shoulder, pushing it down while he broke off our kiss. He moved his head down to my neck, giving it soft kisses before sucking on the skin to make it plum. His kisses and hickeys were a lot more gentle than his thrusts. But he moved his mouth to where my neck and shoulder connected, and bit down.

I arch my back, "Bitch," I manage to mumble out through moans and pants.

Tord wasn't slowing down and his dirty talk definitely wasn't over, either. "Tom, jeg vil føle deg rundt meg. Jeg vil være med deg for alltid. Jeg vil aldri at det skal være en dag uten deg. Jeg vil få deg til å føle deg best du har på en stund. Jeg vil få deg til å føle deg så bra at du ber om mer hver dag. Jeg vil få deg til å skrike så alle i dette anlegget vet at du tilhører meg. Jeg vil at du skal sørge for at folk vet at du er min, selv om det krever at jeg knuller hjernen din rett foran dem. Jeg elsker deg, Tom." he spoke, still leaving kisses and hikeys on my neck.

Somehow, Tord speaking in Norwegian made me feel things I didn't know if I should feel over such things. It was like he was being the nicest person, whilst fucking my brains out. I don't know if it was because I had no idea what he was saying, or the way he said it. Both things seemed to push me over the edge with pleasure. I'm not sure why, but I spoke.

"Fuck, Tord" I whined out. "I'm going to come, Please." Tord looked up from my neck and placed his hand on my member, a sinister grin forming on his face as he slowly started to pump my member.

Tord continued to pump my member for a maximum of thirty seconds before I reached my climax. I arched my back as come splatters on Tords hand. Tough, the boss isn't done. He continued for about five minutes before his thrusts got noticeably sloppier and soon he shoved his full length into me as he came. A warm feeling formed in my stomach as the leader rode out his orgasm.

He pulled out of me, grabbed his nearby office chair, and sat on it. I was still standing, barely, yes, but standing. Tord indicated I come to sit down next to him on the other chair, but there was still come inside me and, unquestionably, I didn't want to get it on the chair. So I shook my head in diverge. "Thomas, I'll clean it later, sit. I know standing isn't that congenial, babe, du vet jeg ville gjort hva som helst så du er komfortabel. Jeg ville aldri at du skulle stå for lenge. Jeg tenker på å forfremme deg til min personlige leiemorder så du kan være lykkeligere enn du var. Jeg vil at du skal være så glad som mulig." Tord deduced.

Then, he picked up his boxers, slipping them on, and tossing me mine. I felt better sitting knowing there was something- anything, stopping me from staining the chair. I put mine on, too, and when I was done he tossed me my pants. He was still in his boxers and had no interest in putting on his own, so I let it be.

I put my dress pants on for the same reason as my boxers and struggled to get over to the chair that was at most a few feet ahead of me. Tord saw this and let out a little laugh. Once I finally sat down, a feeling of relaxation fell over me.

We sat there like that for a while, no words exchanged as only panting filled the room. It soon dies down. "I honestly can't put it together how I got you," Tord enunciates. A feeling of panic washed over me as I turned my head to face him. " I mean, you're so perfect, Tom, How did you get stuck with me? Some other guy could do so much better."

The feeling of panic washed away. " No, no other man could do better thank you. You run an army and still make time for me. Thats talent. I love you so much."

"I love you too, Thomas."

We just looked at each other as we slowly fell asleep.