Tord never thought in his entire sixteen years of life, that he'd see his best friend and crush, the one and only Thomas Thompson, on stage in an empty auditorium. No less in a skin tight outfit and swaying his hips to the beat as if he had no audience except for Tord. Maybe just once, he could allow himself the thought that this was a private performance all for himself. And damn, he had never realised just how flexible the male was. *** tomtord fanfic with sexual references from none other than a hormonal teen called Tord Lairson eddsworld highschool au tom, the masked dancer called M O N S T E R.