Tomtord Oneshots (Discontinued)

(Halloween Special)

Warnings- sexual themes, cussing

-Tord's POV-

"WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK DO I HAVE TO DO, YOU COMMIE?" Trying to get Tom to wear this stupid damned outfit was miserable. "You lost the fucking bet. Wear it." I shoved the costume into his chest as he slumped down in a mock of defeat. As I expected the mix between a maid and Neko outfit came hurling into my face. The whole group had a bet, but Tom was drunk when he made it. Doesn't mean he gets out of dressing like an anime stripper for Halloween. Which was only an hour away. "You won't have to have anyone see you just fucking go through with the bet." He groaned but then nodded. I was just reading about the fucked up politics in America. Being from England, I'm just fucking disappointed. "You forced me to wear this you absolute human embodiment of shit." That voice broke me from my chain of thought. Looking at him made my face be tinted a light red and me have to hold in my laughter. The latter failed as a tiny giggle escaped my lips. With his feminine curves, he looked like a fucking FEMALE stripper... If only his hair was tamed. The idea brought a devious smile to my face. "Tom, come over here." "WHY THE FUCK SHOULD-" With a small eye roll I just patted the seat next to me. After being yelled at, I could tell his throat was getting sore. "Fucking calm down, you're going to lose your voice." He groaned and sat next to me. Placing him on my lap I combed his hair down with my hands despite his protests. "You better not play out one of your hentai fantasies right now." Once I finally got his hair to flop down in a natural position. The natural position looked like a normal blonde haired girl's style... All of this went seemingly unnoticed, somehow. I decided to follow up on his last sentence by I pinning him onto the couch. I breathed onto his ear and I felt him shudder underneath me. "You're the only one stopping me." My Norwegian laced my words as I tried to speak seductively. "Then stop you I must." He tried to laugh but his body was to stiff for that. I got off of him, looking at his flustered self. Once he got up he started to whine. "Tooooord... Trick or treating is for later!" We both slightly laughed before fully comprehending what we both said and had done. Tom's hands went onto his mouth in pure shock. "What the fuck had we just done?" I decided to tease him a little farther. "So will I get tricked or will I get a treat tonight?" That was immediately followed up with a scream. "TORD WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK! WE'RE NOT EVEN A COUPLE!" I had to calm down my own furious laughing to respond. "Aww... You know you want to be." I'm surprised he hasn't slapped me yet. Never mind. Karma at its finest hit me in a pinch. I think I should take that last statement back.

A/N

Never doing this again... Sorry that this so short. Anyways, the word count for this short piece of absolute shit? (554 words) Yeah, pretty short. I am incredibly sorry.