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Spicedragon1122 Here you go, sorry it took so long! //
Obsessive/yandere Tord! //
Nsfw! //
Fluff(?) //
Blowjob(s)! //
Dubious consent! //
Fowl language! //
Slight bondage! //
Mentions of murder! //
I feel like this is too cliché //
Tord's got issues, but we know that already //
If you need me to rewrite it, let me know! //

Tord was pissed, his blood was boiling with rage. His eyes were twitching with anger, this girl would not back off from Tom. He gripped Tom's wrist, an annoyed smile forming on his face, "We should head home, shouldn't we, Thomas?" He asked with a low growl emitting from his throat. Tom quirks a brow, "Uhm... Okay, commie."

It was midnight, the perfect hunting hour for Tord. He slipped on his old trench coat, he also grabbed a mask just his new victim saw him and was to manage escaping his grasp.

He planted a kiss on the passed out alcoholic's forehead, "No one will take you away from me, I promise you that, Thomas." He chuckled grimly making sure to grab his duffle bag full of supplies for him to actually get away with murdering the female.

Tom groaned, he had shut woken up from an uncomfortable sleep. He blinked away the sleep from his eyes, he jolts when realizing he was tied to a chair. Tom was so fucking confused, had he been kidnapped? It was too dark to see anything.

He could hear the footsteps and giggles of someone walking around him. He jumped when feeling a cold hand on his shoulder, "Good evening, Thomas." The familiar voice spoke. Wait, Tom knew that accent.

"Tord?" He screamed.

He was muffled by a hand covering his mouth, he began to struggle. Tom heard the sinister giggle Tord gave off, "Kekeke, oh, Thomas. We shouldn't make such loud noise this late at night, don't want anyone to phone the police now do we?" Tom didn't reply to sick man's words.

Tord huffed and crossed his arms, "I know it's not pleasant having to wake up tied to a chair, trust me, I know how uncomfortable it is." He went off topic, he cleared his throat, "Ahem, but I want to make this a good thing, for the both of us."

Tord sat in Tom's lap, he made himself face the tied up alcoholic. His lips were curled into a grim smirk, he wrapped his arms around Tom's neck, his cheeks were flushed a dull red.

Tom was confused of the situation, he didn't know if he should be scared shitless or turned on.

"Mmnn." Tom moaned when feeling Tord's lips press against his own. Tord smirked, his fingers tugging at Tom's locks. He licked Tom's bottom lip, biting it hard enough to make Tom gasp. Taking advantage of this, he shoved his tongue between Tom's lips.

Tom panted when Tord broke the kiss, his cheeks were flushed and his eyes were half lidded. Tord smiled down at him, he grinded against Tom's hard-on. Tom groaned, a low growl emitted from his throat.

Tord licked his lips, he bit his lip and stared down at him with lustful eyes. He climbed off of Tom, he got in-between the alcoholic's thighs, he slipped off his pants and undergarments.

Tom's cock slapped against Tord's cheek, he let out a giggle. He stared up at Tom who was panting, an eager look in his eyes. Tord smirked, he swirled his tongue around Tom's head.

He felt Tom's legs twitch as he continued. Tord smiled a bit, he slowly sucked Tom's member, teasing him with every moan he let loose.

"T-Tord, f-fuck, hnngh." Tom growled, bucking his hips upward. Tord pulled away, smirking at the impatient alcoholic, "Tch, you're so needy, Thomas. But alright, I'll give you what you want." Tord sat in Tom's lap, he teased Tom, undressing slowly.

Tom grumbled, he was getting getting annoyed by Tord's teasing. He just wanted the psycho to ride him, "H-hurry the fuck up." Tom growled the rope burning his wrists as he tried to break loose. Tord chuckled, he didn't listen to the alcoholic.

Tord grinded against Tom's member, letting out a low groan as he did. Tord buried his face in the nook of Tom's neck, he panted as he continued to grind. To be honest with himself, Tord wanted to stop teasing Tom, so he did just that.

He pressed Tom's cock against his entrance, he clenched his eyes shut as he lowered himself onto Tom. Tord let out a low groan once reaching the base of Tom's cock, "F-faen." He grunted.

Tom huffed, "Hurry up damn it." Tord glared down at him, "Shut it. You're not the one who has a dick in his ass."

Once Tord had gotten adjusted to Tom's length, he began to roll his hips. Tord let out a low groan, burying his face in the nook of Tom's neck. He was taking it slow.

Tord moaned, rolling his hips a bit faster on Tom's cock. It grazed against his prostate which made him rock faster, he tried to keep Tom's dick in place so it would continue to ram into the sensitive nerves.

Tord leaned down, biting down on Tom's shoulder to quiet his sounds. Tord's bouncing speed and strength became erratic, making the alcoholic moan. It wasn't so bad to be kidnapped by your enemy, especially since they were so fucking good at this kind of thing.

The alcoholic wanted to stay with Tord, he actually thinks he had fallen for him. Not because of the sex, it's because of Tord in general. His small snort when his laughed, his cute stature, his evil but genius mind. Tom wished he had realized this sooner. He wished he had realized his love for Tord.

"Tom! I'm coming- I'm coming!" Tord squealed, his teeth tearing some of Tom's skin as he pulled away. Tord's back arched his bouncing went at an inhuman pace, Tord came on the spot. Come spurting out of his twitching cock as he moaned one final time before feeling Tom's load fill him to the brim.

Tom looked up at him, panting heavily, "Holy shit- I fucking love you." He breathed a chuckle, huffing. Tord smiled widly, "You mean that, Tom?" He asked, "Fuck yeah I do, now kiss me, commie."