"Mr. Thompson, if you may, please direct yourself to my office immeadiately." The voice message echoed through the halls, and so Tom looked up and headed to the said location, the most uninterested expression ever was plastered on his face.
He opened the door and then shut it behind him, his hands now behind his back, "You called, sir?"he walked torwards the table which Tord was behind, sitting on his overly big and glamorous chair, and the other's expression almost made him regret the decision to actually go there.
"I need a favor, and it can only be done by you." Tord's smirk grew wider and he got up from the chair, his hand running through the table as he walked around it, then leaning his waist against it with his arms crossed. "Could you give me a hand?" Tom's expression of uninterest didn't change as he slowly walked closer.
"What would the issue be?" he stood with the same straight posture as before, acting as if all of that was normal and happened on a daily basis.
"Oh come on, dear..." he pulled the other closer by his tie, leaning in for a ykiss but not completing it, leaving their lips only a couple of inches apart, "Don't make me say it..."
Tom sighed while putting his hands on the table, leaning against the other even more but not letting their lips touch just yet. "Would it be you're needy for my attention again?" He looked at Tord top to bottom, before his glance locked on the other's eye(s?) "That can be easily handled, though I have to know what kind of approach I should use for it." All the tecnical and professional tone he used seemed to only make Tord even more horny.
"...Eat me out." He gasped and gripped Tom's clothes tightly, "Finger me slowly only to fuck me senseless right after. Then choke me with you dick and mark me up so that everyone knows who I belong to." He didn't even whisper it, said it loud and clear, so that Tom didn't have excuses to make him repeat it.
"Very well." He breathed against the leader's lips, not looking away for a single second, "If you're so desperate I guess I shall give you what you want. Though..." Tord lowly whined, wanting to rip both their clothes off and start it out already. "What are the magic words, sir?"
"Please. I beg you, please take me-" he was turned on just by Tom's subtle actions and manners, to the point he wouldn't care but beg after being teased by his lover.
"Perfect." He leaned back and let go of the button. Yep, the button that you had to press so that you could send a message to all the radios around the base. He fixed his tie and turned his back to the other, lifting three fingers, "You have three papers undone and delayed, you better start doing them."
"Wh-" when Tord looked at the button and realized what Tom had done, he blushed furiously, then getting up from the table, but not being able to walk since he had a boner. "THOMAS!"
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TomTord oneshots (English)
FanfictionTop Tom Bottom Tord Some AU's of mine (there will be a quick paragraph in the beginning of the chapter so that people don't get confused) 18+ warning Idk I just want to write gay shit