TomTord One-shots

Ready for round two?- request- smut

A/N this was requested by @XOniX_

"Agh! Go away Tom!" The shorter Norwegian yelled at the tall blue hooded male. The one in blue snickered, "Psh, and why should I?" The One in red's eyes flashed dangerously. "Damnit Thomas!"

Anger coursed through the Shorter's entire body, rage manipulating his vision. The fact the taller didn't even seem scared pissed him off even more.

What did Tom do to piss of the small Norwegian? He called him short.

"Why aren't you scared!? I could kill you right now if I wanted too!" Tord demanded, glaring. Tom laughed a bit, "I'll be scared of you when you can look me in the eyes without having to look up, shorty." Tord's eye twitched.

"I hate you!" He shouted. he glared up at Tom and then shoved him into the wall. In all honesty, Tord wasn't even that much shorter, maybe only 4 inches, but Tom still treated him like he was only 2 feet off the ground. Tord's shove seemed to have struck a nerve in Tom, seeing as his eyes flashed a dangerous magenta for a split second.

Before Tord could even blink, he was pinned against a wall. "Excuse me, but did you just shove me?" Tom's voice was dangerously low. Tord gulped, but the anger was still present. "Yeah! I did! What? Are you mad because you got taken down by a smaller male twice now?" Tord taunted, obviously making a jab at what had happened a year ago.

Tom smirked, "You know the saying," He leaned in closer, eyes once again flashing magenta, his voice going deeper, "Lose the battle, win the war." Tord's skin erupted into goosebumps. "B- but you still haven't won. I'm still alive..."

Tom gave a low chuckle, pressing Tord farther into the wall and whispering in his ear, "Oh no, I'm not going to kill you. No, that's too merciful. I'm going to make you want me, make you want me to ravage your body, make you just beg for my hands to even caress your thigh," He slowly dragged his hand up the inside of Tords thigh, making Tord gulp, "but I'll never give you the satisfaction." He pulled away slightly, retracting his hand, "No, I'll give you a taste and pull away but you'll never get to eat the full meal. It'll drive you mad and in the end I'll come out of the fog fine and you'll be gasping for air. Then, once you're bowed down at me feet, I'll know I've won."

Tord's eyes widened. That was... Well it was down right evil. Tom wasn't interested in killing Tord. No, he was going to make Tord want him. Fall in love with him, And then he was never going to give Tord what he was longing for. It made Tord's skin crawl.

"T- That's pretty fucked up Tom."  he stuttered. Tom pulled back. "Yeah, i know. The worst deserve the worst." He spat and with that, he left a flustered Tord pondering over what the fuck just happened.

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a month has gone past. Tom has driven Tord absolutely insane.

At the moment, Tord was trying to eat breakfast with his friends. This is usually a very simple task, seeing as Tord always eats with them, but even simple tasks were hard now that Tom was constantly trying to be in Tord's pants.

"So, uh, Tord how have you been?" Edd tried at conversation. "Fucking shit." He grumbled stabbing his cereal. "Oh hey Tordle~" Tom said smoothly, walking over to Tord, running his fingers over his collar bones. "Tom, please don't..." Tom smirked. "Please don't what?"

Tord pushed him away and stood up quickly, making the chair slide out from under him. "Stop touching me!" Tom just chuckled. "You aren't stopping me that easily." He walked over to Tord. "No no no, don't you-" but he was cut off by Tom attacking his neck. He squeaked a bit and held onto Toms hair as The blue hooded male gave him a hickey.

Tord gave a small whimper and gripped the counter behind him.

And then Tom pushed him to the side and put bread in the toaster.