Tordtom oneshots

I can't do titles. Anyway on with the story

"Mr. Thompson.  Mr. Anderson wanted to see you after school."  One of my student said.
"Thank you Amy."  I said.
Mr. Anderson was the teacher right next to me.  The students filled in and took their seats.
"Thomas.  The printer is broken." Tord ran in and said.
"I'm busy now.  Ask the secretary." I said.
He rolled his eyes and left.  I think he wanted to talk to me, but he can say that later.
"Okay class today"

*time skip*

The last of the students left.  It was the end of the day and I went over to Tord's classroom.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"Well I was thinking you could come over tonight~" Tord said.
"What were you thinking of doing?" I asked.
"You~."  Tord answered.
I blushed.  He wanted to do what?! 
"Thomas I know you might say no, but we'll have a lot of fun." Tord explained.
Without thinking I said:
"Yes." 
I blushed and he blushed.  The Norwegian teacher was surprised. 
"Do you have a car here?" Tord asked.
"No.  I walk here.  My apartment is right down the road." I blushed.
"Maybe we could go to your house~." Tord smiled.
"M-maybe." I stuttered. 
Tord laughed at my stuttering. 
"Follow me Thomas~." He whispered.
I shivered.  I actually liked it.
Tord led me to his car and I got in.  Evidently one of my students was still at school.
"Mr. Thompson?  What are you doing?" She asked.
"Tord's taking me home." I lied.
It technically wasn't a lie but he wasn't just gonna drop me off and drive to his house.
She nodded and left. 
Tord looked over to me and put his hand on an area.  I held back a moan.  He smirked and continued to palm me. 
"Not in the fucking car." I cried.
"Okay Thomas." Tord said smiling.
Tord drove to my house and got out.
"So this is my apartment." I blushed.
Knowing what would cum next. (I'm hilarious.).  Tord put his hands on my waist and smirked at me. He kissed me. His arms snaked all the way around my waist and pulled me to the couch. The heated make out session was ended by Tord putting his hands up my shirt and his mouth going to my neck.  He sucked around trying to find the spot that made me moan the loudest. 
"Jeg vil knulle deg hele natten." Tord whispered.
(I want to fuck you all night long)
"What?" I asked.
"Oh sorry." Tord smiled, "it was nothing important."
I nodded and he continued. 
Tord found the spot and abused it.  Unfortunately for me it was above my collar.  I would have to put makeup on it in the morning.
"Uhh.  Ah Tord.  Not were people can see it." I moaned.
"Oh yeah.  We're teachers." Tord laughed.
Tord looked at my neck. 
"Maybe a few more wouldn't hurt." Tord said licking his lips.
My eyes widened as he put his lips back on my upper neck. 
After he was satisfied with the amount hickeys on my neck he went down to my pants.  He bit the hem of my pants.
"Tord." I said.
"What?" He asked.
"Um. I think we have a teachers meeting tomorrow." I wimped.
"All the more reason to continue~."
The norski unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down slowly. He smiled at the tent in my boxers.
"Is Tommy happy that I'm finally working my way down~?" Tord asked.
I blushed and closed my legs.
"Well then. Hold on Thomas. I'll be ready back." Tord smirked.
I had no clue were he was going. It was my house. Maybe he had to go to the bathroom?
I waited patiently for Tord to come back.
"Tord?" I asked.
"Yes?"
"What are you doing?"
"Oh nothing."
He came back out in his shirt and boxers. I gulped and he climbed back on top.
"Come on Tommy. Want to ride me~?" Tord asked.
My blush was a thick red.
"Uh. Uh. I don't know."
"How about I give you a little demo~." Tord said.
He pulled down his boxers and then mine. I looked down.
"Wow." I blushed.
"Has anyone told you staring isn't nice." Tord explained.
Tord teased my entrance.
"Tord please." I begged.
Without warning he went in.
"Ahhh. Ah. Oh my."
"Tommy are you sensitive or a masochist~?" Tord asked.
"S-Shut up."
Tord smirked and started to thrust.
"Ah mm. Faster."
He smiled.
"You're so tight Tommy. Have you done this before?"
"N-no ah. Yes. Right there."
My tongue was hanging out and I was drooling.
"Thomas. Are you glad you did this~?" Tord asked.
I nodded. I continued to moan loudly and lustfully.
"Åh, mine så fine lyder du gjør." Tord said.
(Oh my such pretty sounds you're making.)
I had no clue what he was saying, but it sounded sexy. His accent turned me on. I wanted more of him. He was so amazing.
"Thomas are you okay?" Tord asked.
"Y-Y-Yeah. I'm just thinking ah how amazing this is." I answered.
Tord smiled and went to my neck again. Anywhere there wasn't a hickey there was one now.  Everytime I moaned louder Tord went faster and harder.  As a math teacher I had to stand up a lot.  I could always call in sick, but Edd wouldn't believe me. 
"T-Tord." I moaned.
"Yes Thomas?"
"I-I'm the f-fucking m-math teacher."
"I know."
"Ahh.  I hate you."
"I love you too Tommy."
Tord came and I relaxed.
"Thomas you didn't cum."
"Yeah.  I know."
"Want to do it again?"
I looked at him.  He wanted to do it again.  I mean it was great.  I enjoyed it, but man.
"Tord we have work and I'm already hurting.  Fuck it yeah let's do it again."
Our night continued.
*in the morning*
I woke up and saw the Norwegian man next to me.  We moved to my bedroom on the third round. 
I yawned and went to the bathroom.  My neck was filled with hickeys and bit marks.  What was I going to do?
"Tord." I whisper growled.
"Yes."
He appeared behind me.
"What am I supposed to do about these." I said pointing at the hickeys.
"Wear a scarf." He said.
I growled at him. 
"You don't have these all over your body." I said.
"Maybe you should call in sick." Tord suggested.
"We both know Edd won't believe that." I said.
He rolled his eyes.
"Get dressed then.  We're teachers after all."
My eyes went wide.
"You son of a b-." I started.
"Language Thomas." Tord smirked.
We both got dressed and got in his car. 
We drove to the school and went to our classrooms. I had to sit down because my ass was sore as fuck. My first class came in and sat down.
"Mr. Thompson. Why are you sitting down? Also wearing that ridiculous scarf?" She asked.
"That is a good question. Which is why I'm not answering it." I smiled.
My students didn't have to know I made love with the Norwegian teacher.
"You got either A.) got raped or B.) you had sex." A male student said laughing.  Probably talking about a sex joke he was ready to release.
I stopped and looked at him. I couldn't stop myself from blushing. He started to laugh.
"Who would fuck you Mr. Thompson? The mail man?"
"No one. I didn't have sex with anyone." I was blushing.
"Was it Mr. Anderson."
My blush was so red it was like I was going to explode.
Evidently Edd thought of having a teacher check up day.
"Hey Tom. I didn't know I had to enforce the dress code on a teacher." Edd said.
"If I take it off I'm violating another rule because the teacher gave me this times ten." I growled.
"How many hickeys did that guy give you?" Edd said surprised.
"I lost count at 20 because I was getting dressed and someone was being very needy." I explained.
"I've always wondered if Tord was a tease." Edd wondered.
"Not now Edd." I growled.
"Hey I'm just asking. Remember when I started to date Matt." Edd brought up.
I flipped him off and he laughed.
"Tord is Mr. Anderson right?"
"Yes Paul." Edd answered.
The students started laughing and Edd left. He was so dead.

That was probably the most embarrassing moment of my life. And from then on I made Tord make hickeys below the collar of my shirt.

Probably very bad. Whatever I got it out and that's all that matters.