Wolf In Sheep's Clothing (Tomtord Au)

Twelve: Believe Me

(Also contains suggestive themes)
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~Tord~

I sat at the meeting table, with Lynn, Paul, and Patryk.
"Boss. What're gonna do about Ridgewell?"
"I have no idea. He's got to be stopped, but I don't want a repeat of Chicago." I said, crossing my arms.
"Why not convince him to disband the gang? And you disband this one?"
"You crazy? We need the gangs in Frisco."
"Enough!" I yelled, standing.
"But-" they began, but I stopped them.
"We'll discuss this later." I said, walking out of the meeting room and to the room Tom and I shared.
"I don't want to do this anymore," I whispered before opening the door.
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~Tom~

"Listen, Edd. It's best if you move back to England, or even go outta town for like a week," I said to my best friend through the phone. I knew Tord was planning to start a war, or at least finish the one he started in Chicago.
"I.. Trust you. I just gotta get Matt." Edd said with worry in his voice, "Just promise me you'll be careful."
"I'm always careful. Take care Edd," I said before hanging up, facing my boyfriend.
"Everything is going to be fine," He reassured me, walking to me and brushing his fingers on my cheek. Any intimate touches like that made my skin turn hot and legs weak.
"You sure?" I asked.
"Do you believe me?" He asked, tilting his head and moved his hand from my face to my waist.
"O-of course," I turned away.
"Tom," He said, making me face him and pulled me towards him so our bodies touched. I didn't say anything,  afraid if I did, it would be gibberish. So I just kissed the corner of Tord's lips, him moving so it was a full kiss. I wanted it to last forever; but thanks to the stupid thing called air, we had to break away. Tord smirked, rubbing my hips. Then he kissed me, it turned into the most heated make out we ever had. I pulled Tord towards the bed, he smirking against my lips. I landed on my back on the bed, Tord never breaking away. He did only to pull off his shirt, his toned body covered in scars. It was amazing every time I saw it. He then pulled me up so he could take off mine, I wasn't as muscular as him, but not bad looking either. I then pulled him down so we could continue. He tugged my pants, almost getting them off when I heard a cellphone go off.
"What the hell?" I asked, looking up at an irritated Tord. He sat back on his legs, getting off me and answering his phone. After a few minutes, he hung up and faced me.
"I gotta take care of this," He said, kissing my forehead before putting his shirt back on and getting up.
"Raincheck?" I asked hopefully.
"Definitely." He smirked before leaving.
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A/N

Did you really think they were gonna do it? Nope. Waiting for the perfect moment or whateves. Drop a comment if you guys want smut or not. Also, I got a new editor(who is just my sis) and her profile is Moose_Chester_2089. So follow her!

Author-sama Out!