Tord X Reader

Movie Night (I'm Sorry)

Your breath came out in white clouds as you shivered. Your cheeks were pink from cold and you couldn't feel the tip of your nose. It was really, REALLY cold.

You should have worn more than a sweater.

Why were you out on such a cold day? You got locked out of your freakin house and you needed to go to your neighbour's to ask to use their phone so you could call a locksmith. Because you were a gigantic moron.

You knocked on the door, shivering. Edd opened it and saw you were freezing.

"Why are you outside on such a cold day? Are you alright?"

"Y-yeah... I got locked out of my house, can I come in and use your phone?" Your teeth were chattering really heavily.

"Of course!" He opened the door wider and ushered you inside.

"Mother FUCKER." You couldn't help but shout in aggravation as you slammed the phone down. The locksmith couldn't come until tomorrow, meaning you were locked out all. Fucking. Night.

"Something the matter?" Edd called from another room. You walked into the living room to find Edd, Matt, Tom, and Tord sitting on the couch watching a movie.

"Yeah, the stupid locksmith can't come until tomorrow."

"You can stay here if you want. Sleep on the sofa." Edd offered. What a sweetie.

"That... that would actually be really nice, Edd. You sure it's okay?"

"Hell yeah, go for it. These idiots won't mind."

"I'm not an idiot." Tom commented, taking a drink from his flask.

"Whatever you say, drunky. Anyways, if you want pajamas, Tord's the closest to your size, you could probably wear some of his if you want."

"Yeah, that'll be fine." Tord hopped up from the couch to show you to his room. You followed after him. You had always had a crush on him, and you were gonna be in his room... alone. With him. In his pajamas. Shit, man. Maybe getting locked out of your house wasn't terrible.

Tord opened his door and handed you what looked to be a fair of red shorts and a white t-shirt.

"Sorry about the shorts, they're the smallest pair of bottoms I have."

"It's fine. Thank you."

He left the room for a second so you could change.

The shorts were really comfy and the t-shirt had a red star on the front. You gave the all-clear and stepped out of Tord's room with your clothes in hand.

"Thanks, man."

"No problem. You look... you actually look nicer in those than I do." He seemed to be blushing just the slightest bit.

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah... come on, let's go to the living room. We can finish the movie."

You walked into the living room, and apparently the others had left to get their own pajamas on because the movie was paused. You told Tord to go change into his sleepwear and when they all came back it was like a freak in' Christmas Card.

Tom was wearing a pair of checkered pajama pants and a white tank-top, Edd was in a t-shirt that said 'Smeg Head' and a pair of green pajama pants, Matt was decked out in full purple pajamas, complete with a button-up top (he was so extra), and Tord was... oh my lord. Tord was wearing a pair of red pajama pants that hung a bit low on his hips so you could see a little bit of his 'happy trail' under his white t-shirt. Fuck.

Tord plopped down right next to you, of damn course. He was... well, he was obviously packing. Just the thought made your toes curl a bit.

"You okay?" He asked as the other three sat down. You nodded briskly and turned the movie back on.

Sometime during the second movie, Tord's arm had gotten around you because you were clutching him for dear life when the gore came up.

"Ew! Tord, why'd you pick this one?" You heard Matt protest from beside Tord.

"It's my favourite. Shh."

He leaned forward to grab the remote and turn the volume up, when his mouth was right beside your ear.

"You look cute all cuddled up to me. Making me almost lose it." He whispered, just loud enough for you to hear. Your eyes widened as he turned up the volume. Wait, what?! You were about to question him when something disgusting appeared on-screen and you buried your head into Tord's chest. You could almost hear his smug ass flipping Tom off.

His hand was on your thigh and honestly, you weren't complaining.

Two movies and 4 hours later, a less gross movie was put on. You sighed in relief. You got up to stretch.

"Anyone want something to drink?" You asked.

"Cola." Was Edd's immediate response. Of course.

"I'll have anything." Matt was always so compliant with drinks.

Tom declined, holding up his flask.

Tord got up with you.

"Not sure, I'll look."

"Alright."

In the kitchen, you rummaged through the fridge and grabbed a can of Cola for Edd and a can of Sprite for Matt. You put them on the table to grab yourself something when Tord grabbed your wrist.

"Tord what are you-" He interrupted you by softly pushing his mouth to yours. You made a muffled sound and almost instantly melted into the kiss. You broke apart, blushing and dazed.

"What was that for?" You whispered, Tord still holding your wrist.

"I've been teasing and coming onto you all night and you can't get the hint. Thought this might clear things up." He whispered, body pressed against yours. You closed the fridge, hands shaking from excitement, heart pounding.

"Wanna do it again?" He asked, and of course you said yes.

He was a lot less gentle this time. He grabbed your waist and pulled you in, pushing you against the fridge. He bit your lip, and you let out a stifled moan.

One of his hands traveled up your shirt, thumbs brushing your sides.

He broke apart and kissed your neck, holding his free hand over your mouth so you wouldn't make too much noise. Not that you minded.

"You look so hot in my clothes," He breathed out between kisses. "I want to see you in them more often."

You couldn't do anything but nod, eyes half-lidded.

He bit your neck lightly and your nails dug into his back. You moaned into his hand. Fuck, that was nice. He smirked against your skin.

"Oh, you liked that?"

"Mhm..." you managed to get out past his hand.

He freed up your mouth so he could kiss you again, rough and heated.

"Tord, the others are in the other room." You panted out, voice barely above a whisper.

"So we should keep quiet then, huh?" He said, snark lacing his voice.

He bit your neck again, but this time your moan wasn't covered by his hand and it was very audible.

"You okay in there?" Tom called out. "______, is Tord hurting you or something?"

"No, we're fine!" Tord called back, grinding his knee into your crotch, which elicited another moan from you.

"I'm coming in." Tom said, and you heard him get up.

"Tord!" You snapped, but he kisses you again. He pinched your side, which caused you to gasp, and he took the opportunity to shove his tongue in your mouth."

"Guys? Why're the lights off?" Tom flicked on the lights and saw you and Tord.

"Oh, come on! We eat in here!"