Eddsworld One Shots (Mostly TomxTord)

No Chill (part 2)

Warning: gay shit is detected on the GPS

Tord awoke to the sound of his door creaking. Someone was standing at the door, though he couldn't make out who. It took him a moment to see that it was Tom, the drunk who strip teased him two days ago. He couldn't forget that.

"Oh, I didn't mean to wake you," Tom muttered. Tord sat up, his silver eyes full of tiredness. "Did you need something?" Tord groaned as he adjusted the pillow behind him. Tom's face became red with embarrassment. He looked at the floor, not making eye contact. "I-I'm sorry for doing that thing a few days ago..." Tord grinned and stood up. He walked over several clothes before reaching to Tom, pinning his arms against the wall. He quickly kicked the door shut.

"I'm not sorry for doing this," Tom squeaked in surprise as Tord's lips met his. They stood there for a moment, tasting each other. Tord began to push his tongue into Tom's mouth, making the eyeless male moan with pleasure. Now it was Tom's turn. He let his tongue explore Tord's. They slowly became more comfortable with each other, getting more seductive as their tongues softly touched. They took turns sharing tongues, before pulling apart. A string of mixed saliva connected to their lips as they broke apart, both feeling very satisfied. They looked into each other's eyes, and both of their gazes read, more.

"I guess you forgive me," Tom's voice shook with pleasure. Tord slowly got closer, his warm breath heating his ear as he whispered. "Let's carry on, sweetie." Tom blushed at getting this nickname. Their lips met once again, not taking long before Tord is trying to milk the moans out of Tom. Tord lowers one of his hands into Tom's pants, rubbing his inner thighs teasingly. Tom moaned softly, but Tord decided it wasn't good enough. He softly squeezed his thighs, making Tom silently gasp. His partner bit his lip to prevent another moan, but that plan backfired as he let out a very erotic one. They finally broke apart from the intense kiss, and Tom placed his mouth next to Tord's neck. The Norwegian kept rubbing and squeezing his thigh, making Tom blow quick, warm breaths onto his neck. This only made Tord want even more. He wrapped one of his legs around his partner's, pulling him closer. Tord's crotch was now practically on Tom's knee.

Tom realized that they had been standing the entire time. He made himself clear as his gaze flickered to the bed, and back to Tord. The slightly shorter one saw what he meant and immediately did as he wished. He pushed Tom onto his bed, laying on his back. Tord climbed on top of him, putting his legs under Tom's. The eyeless male wrapped his arms around Tord's waist. Instead of kissing him again, Tord decided to try something new. He began to bite down on Tom's neck, making him moan. He felt Tom's grip tighten as he bit harder. The moans grew more erotic the more Tord made contact.

After a while, they broke apart, Tom was still gasping. Tord looked down at his partner and thought he looked so cute, panting, sweating, and begging for more. Tord came closer to Tom's ear, and whispered, "I want you more of you, next time." His hot breath hit Tom's ear, making him softly groan in approval, and planting one final kiss.

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