Tordtom oneshots

I need you

Tord was holding tommie bear out of Tom's reach.
"Give it back." Tom whined.
"You're to old to have silly things like this." Tord said.
"Tord seriously this isn't funny." Tom said seriously.
Tord rolled his eyes and walked to his room.
"Tord give it back." Tom said walking after him.
Tord smirked. He got in his room and locked the door.  Tom pounded on the door yelling at Tord to give him his bear back.  Tord just laid on his bed and cuddled with the bear.  In reality he never hated Tom.  He wanted to cuddle with him and tell him he loved him.  Being Tord of course he could never bring himself to tell Tom.  The best he could do was steal Tom's bear or one of his hoodies. 
"Commie I swear if you do something to Tommie Bear I will end you."  Tom growled.
Tord didn't want to give up the bear.  He wanted to keep it with him forever.  Of course Tom would kill him if he did try to ask for it.  Tord sighed and unlocked the door.
"Here's your stupid bear." Tord said.
Tom took the bear and went to his room.  Tom smelled the bear and smiled. 
"Wait.  If my bear smells like Tord then he must have done something to it." Tom blushed.
Tom blushed a little at the thought of Tord claiming him instead of cuddling up with his bear or probably one of his hoodies.  The thought of Tord having one of Tom's hoodies made him stop. 
"Does he have my favorite hoodie?  I thought I lost that." Tom whispered.

*later*

"TOM! TORD! I'M GOING TO THE STORE AND MOVIES WITH MATT! DON'T KILL EACH OTHER WHILE WE'RE GONE!" Edd yelled.
"GOT IT EDD!" Tom and Tord both yelled.
Edd left with Matt, leaving Tom and Tord home alone.
Tom was doing things in his room and Tord was looking at henti. You could say Tom went over a certain spot and he moaned through his pillow.
"Tom, was that you?" Tord asked.
"Uhhh. Let's not talk about this." Tom answered.
"Whatever." Tord said.
Tord wanted Tom to continue his thing. Tord wanted to think Tom was touching himself and thinking of him.
"Tord?" Tom asked.
"Yes Jehovah?" Tord answered.
"I. I want you to fuck me." Tom blushed slightly.
(Just so you know. Their rooms are right next to each other. That's why they can have a normal conversation. Idk. Whatever.)
"Uh. Tom. Are you sure?" Tord asked.
"Y-Yes." Tom answered.
Tord didn't want to fuck Tom.  He wanted to cuddle and kiss him gently. 
"Thomas.  I want to kiss and cuddle with you.  I don't want to work this fast." Tord explained.
"I always thought you'd be down for something like this. Since you're always taking my things."
"Thomas. Get over here."
Tom got off his bed and walked into Tord's room. 
"Thank you."
Tord nodded.   Tord could see Tom didn't have his hoodie on just his shirt and boxers.
Tord took his hoodie and pants off to match with Tom.
"Tord. Thank you. Also I'm not drunk. I just accidentally started thinking about this. I guess I need you right now." Tom explained.
Tord nodded. He brought Tom over and started to kiss him softly. Tord separated from Tom and went to his neck leaving soft kisses on his neck. Tom didn't complain. He was happy that Tord was actually doing something. It didn't matter how fast or slow he went, all that mattered was it was the love in each kiss.
The Norwegian male took off Tom's shirt. . Tord started to kiss around looking for Tom's sweet spot. When he did find it Tord bit down and started to create a hickey. Tord pulled away from Tom and looked him straight in the eye.
"You're mine now Thomas~." Tord said.
Tom smiled. He was Tord's and no one else's.  Only Tord's.  Tom loved the norski.  It was obvious. 
Tord kissed the Brit one more time and looked down.
"A-Are you sure Tom?  This is kinda far for you." Tord said softly.
"I'm sure.  I don't know how you never figured it out.  The way I look at you.  The way I love that you take my stuff just to cuddle with it.  Commie I love you.  There's no way anything can change that." Tom said blushing. 
Tord smiled.  He pulled both his and Tom's boxers down. Tom looked down. At this moment Tom knew he fucked up. He started to blush.
"Tom. Stop staring." Tord blushed.
"Oh Sorry." Tom said.
Both males had thick blushes on their face. Tord reaches over to his bedside table and grabbed the lube. He had guessed Tom was a virgin and would appreciate this. Tord put his fingers into Tom's ass. Tom winced in pain.
"I'm being gentle okay Thomas." Tord said trying to calm Tom down. It worked until Tord started to scissor his fingers. Tord stopped and looked at Tom.
"Thomas. I don't think you're ready for this."
Tom winced. He wanted Tord to fuck him.
"Please Tord. I need this." Tom said disappointed.
Tord sighed and continued. Soon Tom's whines and whimpers turned into moans. Tord took his fingers out and Tom whimpered. Tord lined himself up with Tom and went in. Tom's breath quickened for a moment. He then nodded for Tord to go. Tord started to thrust into Tom. Getting moans from the Brit.
"I love you Tom."
"I-I love you too Commie." Tom said in between moans.
They continued until Tord came into Tom and they both cuddled. That was 2 weeks before Tord left.

Later.

Tord's Army was trying to track down the one person Tord wanted. Paul and Patryck walked into their Leaders office.
"S-Sir. We haven't found him."
Paul was stuttering. He knew his leader was mad at what the black eyed Brit did to him. Played with his heart, and then shot him. Tord slammed his hand on his desk.
"I NEED HIM! FIND HIM! EVEN IF IT TAKES FOREVER!" Tord screamed.
Paul and Patryck ran out of the office back to the other soldiers.
The Norwegian touched the chain around his neck. He pulled it out and looked at the tag Tom gave him right before the stunt they pulled.
I'll always love you. I'll always find you. Just remember I'm not your friend. I'm your lover. The person who doesn't care what you do.
Love Tom
Tord's phone rang.
"Hey love." Tord smiled.

The end. Yay. Also thanks for 153 reads.  Thank you so much.  Bye