"HEh- you know what? This is actually fun!" Tom was too drunk for his own good, and the 'last' round that Tord said would be on him didn't help at all, since the brit never had and never would pass an opportunity to get free alcohol.
"Oh, and there's something even more fun right in between my legs~ " oh, and speaking of the devil, Tord was drunk as well, and if you think his flirting is bad while SOBER- Ohh hoh hoh! When drunk he can be considered a dog in HEAT. Flirt here, flirt there, dirty joke, occasional touches... He had anything in his menu.
Tom simply snickered- wait, whAt?! He didn't get pissed?? Or cursed Tord off, or something?? Yep, that's right: after so many times rolling his eyes, walking out the room, cursing or flipping Tord off, he actually thought to himself... What if...? "Y'know, you're always saying shit like that... But I can't help but wonder-" ah shit, there it goes- "Would you still be that funny while grasping the sheets of my bed?" And so the bartender that was close to them choked and walked to the other side of the counter, her eyes as wide as tennis balls.
Tord was surprised, he couldn't lie, but that same kinky response really got him into it, "Wanna find out?"
And that's how we got to the situation happening right now: Tord gasping and pulling the sheets off of Tom's bed as the Brit eagerly ate him out.
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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
