Tom ran to the club. Sh-t I'm late. Oh f-ck oh f-ck. Tom arrived just in time. "Finally! You were nearly late!" His boss exclaimed. "Get out there already." "Yep!" Tom took off his coat, revealing some very... sus clothing.
Tord's POV...
"Why did Tom go to a club? I don't even care." I whispered to myself as I opened the doors. Oh my god. Tom was... POLE DANCING?! Holy sh-t was he hot. He looked so f-cking cute up there. I stood and watched until he left. I texted him and waited.
Idk's pov...
Tom got a text from Tord. "Meet me at the Hotel... what? Why did... ugh." Tom said, reading the text out loud. When Tom finally arrived at the hotel, he saw Tord waiting for him. "There you are! Come on, let's go." Tord exclaimed. "Okay...?" Tord led Tom to a room, and told him to sit down. "Y-yes?" Tord pinned him down by the wrists. "C-commie!? What are you-" Tord kissed Tom. They made out for a while before Tord ripped his jumper off, revealing his clothes. "What's this Tom? Where have you been working darling?" "A-a strip club..." Tord giggled. "But I want you all to myself Tommee." Tord and Tom started to make out again. Tord put Tom on his hands and knees, before slapping his 🍑. "A-ah~!" Tord grinned at this beautiful sound.
*sussy stuff AGAIN*
In the morning...
"WHERE WERE YOU TWO LAST NIGHT!? I WAS WORRIED SICK!" Edd yelled as the boys returned home. Tom quickly walked to his room to get into his clothes on. "You know what? I don't care."
Tord followed Tom. "Oh my f-cking god." "I'm sleeping so f-ck off." "Okay søta. Good night."
