UwU copying from my notebook here so yea UwU
Tord's POV:
I slumped onto the sofa, next to Tom. Hearing him mutter about being peckish, I suggested we order a pizza. Seeing him get ideas, he agreed.
"Alright. No pineapples, though. Half cannibalism is unacceptable." He said.
"No funny business, Jehovah. Got me?" I muttered.
I wandered out to the counter, leaning on the edge as I pick up my phone. Dialing the number, I flinched as Tom's arms graced my shoulders.
"Tom, I said no funny business.." I squeaked as Tom pressed my waist against the counter with his.
"I know, I'll cut right to the chase.. or maybe I'll tease a bit more~" he uttered a soft, lustful growl.
I felt Tom move his hands down to the hem of my shirt just as the call went through. I flinched feeling his warm hands along my torso.
Tom's POV:
I could feel Tord shivering, pleading himself not to make a sound. I smirked and moved my hands up, gently leaning over him on the counter and kissing his neck. I heard the tiniest squeak resound from his lips.
"Y-yeaah... Can we get a H-hawaiian, without p-pineapple..?" I could hear the stiffness in his voice.
I smiled deviously and started abusing his sweet spot, keeping my tentative hands moving along his skin.
"A-and a liter o-of gh~... Coke?" He gasped.
Finally. It wasn't what I expected, but it was a noise. I slowly took off his bootcut jeans and palmed him, laughing to myself. He was already rock-hard.
Nobody's POV:
"Okay sir, so that's one Hawaiian without pineapple, and a 2-liter of coca cola?"
"Y-yes~.." Tord couldn't keep himself together much longer.
"Are you okay sir?"
"Just perfect!.." Tord replied. He then told the address and hung up, making Tom get off of him and laugh.
Tord shoved Tom lightly, "Tom, YOU ASS!"
Tom only laughed harder and walked off, making Tord go red with anger and fluster.
Then the pizza came and they were Gucci, the end
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