The Boy In Blue - (TordTom) NSFW

Bleed - 18

Tom woke up and let out a small mewl, opening his eyes and feeling the hands wrapped around him from behind. Tord was still sound asleep, hugging him protectively. "Good morning..." The voided boy said quietly, rubbing his eyes and trying to sit up out of his grasp, but the hold only tightened. "I want to get up." Tom huffed while trying to escape but was held back again. "Tord!" He said a bit louder, but still in a tired and whisper-like breath.

"Bare fem minutter..." He mumbled in his sleep, pressing the kitten's warm body against his own. "Nei, now get up." Tom hissed a bit. "Tom..." Tord said tiredly in sort of a statement but also a question to see if he had been talking. "I need to get up!" Tom whined, pulling away again. "Sorry babe..." He apologized and let go, watching as Tom got up and so they both stretched out and Tord sat up. "Were you asleep when you said something?" Tom questioned, taking the blankets off of him and standing up. "What did I say?"

"I think you said something about minutes, so I think you were asking for more time." He brushed a few fuzzes off of Tomee bear then attended to getting dressed, heading for the door to get to his bedroom. "Oh, alright." Tord ran a hand through his hair, pushing the hair horns back and yet they popped up again. Tom left the room to his own and took the hoodie off, trading it out for a large gray T-shirt.

He put the hoodie on his bed then returned, being met with a shirtless Tord. "C-Close the door next time!" He squeaked and looked away by covering his eyes. "Why would I do that?" He questioned, taking another shirt. "So that I don't walk in on you!" He peeked to see if it was safe. "Have you never seen a chest before?" Tord snickered and soon after chuckled, putting the new shirt on. "I-I have of course, It's just..." He stammered a bit and opened his eyes again.

"Oh, it arouses you~" He smirked and walked over to the shy submissive, holding his chin. "Maybe you should listen to your body sometimes~" He suggested seductively, looking him in the eyes. Tom was in a state of shocked embarrassment, and at a complete loss for words. Tord's eyes trailed over to the kitten's neck, something strange in him wanted to mark him. The boy was so small and innocent, for some reason he felt afraid Tom would get taken away from him.

The scared look on the smaller boy's face, his body quivering in fear yet exhilaration, it was so tempting. The more fear he expressed the rougher Tord wanted to go on him, it took everything in him just to stop himself and his sadistic ways. "A-Are you okay?" Tom stammered, trying to rid of the flustered appearance he stilled in. "I'm fine." He said calmly, eyeing Tom while uncomfortably close. 

Thoughts crept into his mind, forcing him to remember things. The cute look on Tom's face in that accidental stream, the way he seemed so confident after some ice-cream, and even the way he seemed so aggressive at the doctor's office. Every single mood made the dominant even more tempted to pin him down and fuck him silly, letting his fingernails dig into his skin until he bled, and knowing Tom, he'd like it.

"-Tord!" Tom huffed, now hugging the excited male and snapping him out of the trance. "S-Sorry Thomas." He replied quickly, wrapping his arms around the cutie as well. "It's okay..." Tom trailed off a bit, kind of worried for whatever was happening. "Your skin is so pretty..." He trailed a finger down the kitten's arm, smiling with lidded eyes. "Thank you..." Tom stated hesitantly, wondering what was going on now. 

"No wonder you're so curious as to how warm and runny your fluids are~" He pressed a fingernail against Tom's skin, digging it in starting at his shoulder blade. "T-Tord?!" He panicked a bit and tried to back away. The stronger one held him firmly and started to drag the ragged fingernail down to the point of blood beginning to pool in the newly-made incision.