Can't sleep, Love~ [Tord X Reader Lemon]

"Perfect Fit."

"Hehehe.." He laughed seductively, pulling you in closer. "NnNNNNNNgh." You growled. "Let. Me. Go." You groaned. He started kissing your neck placing his hands on your hips. You roll your eyes and grab his hair, clinging him off your neck. "Mhpm." He said making a face. He releases his grip. "H-Here, put this on." He said handing you the uniform. You walk to the bathroom shutting the door, and locking it. Patryk stood next to him patiently. "Are you sure it's her size, sir?" Patryk whispered, leaning a little to him. "Pshh of course it will." He said grinning. You finished and walked out. It was tight around your waist, in fact it was tight everywhere. Patryk looked at you and had a tiny nose bleed blushing a red, and covered his eyes, hoping Tord wouldn't see is reaction. Tord was jaw dropped, he couldn't look away from you. He started stepping toward you and looked at you head to toe. You took a step back, hoping he wouldn't touch you. You sprinted and tried running away from him, he was running after you. You were on one side of the bed and he was on the other. He pounced on you and you hit your head against the wall. "Tord!" You yell. "Mmmmmm.." He said taking your hair out of the bun and going between your legs. "Stop! Patryk help!" You plea. Patryk runs over and gets him off you. You get up wiping the dust off your sleeve, frowning. Patryk dragged him on the other side of the room and you went back to change into your own clothes. Patryk calmed him down but Tord was still gripping the carpet, taking deep breaths. You walked back out with your sweatpants and sweater back on and you hand Patryk the uniform. "No, It's yours." He replied. "It's too tigh-" You tried to explain. "Go. If you don't he'll probably make you take it himself." He replied trying to release Tord's grip off the carpet. "Okay.." You reply. "I forgot to ask-" You add. He then hands you a schedule. It was a bunch of missions and who's doing them. I was on the third one. I was doing this mission with Tord, Patryk, Paul, and.. Miranda? You shut the schedule and walk out through the back. Jumping over the fences and walking through the back door. "Miranda.." You whispered under your breath. The mission was tomorrow in the morning, 9:30. We're supposed to be doing, some type of.. shootout? You rolled your eyes. You glanced at the roles. Tord, being the leader, mastered at long range combat, ect. Patryk and Paul, both soldiers, open fire. Miranda.. Gun orders.. Since its a shootout, I guess she'll be out a lot. Then theres you. Theres a sticky note on yours stating, "Tord doesn't want you getting hurt too badly.. I wish you the best of luck on your first day!" You read. You groan and remove it. My role is... field medic? You laughed to yourself. Maybe this was the job for you, you can jump, run, and do things in a quick amount of time. You raise one eyebrow and turn to the back of the schedule. There is a half naked anime girl drawn on the back. You push it away from you. "Yikes." You said stepping back. You yawn and decide to take a nap. I mean, you don't wanna be a wreck on the first day, come on.  You get into some PJ's and eat a few slices of pizza and set your alarm to 8:00 so you had an hour and a half fo get ready. You jump into bed, wishing yourself luck on the second day, praying everything was okay.