^Vices and Virtues^Tordtom^Biblical au^

Episode 20: Unconventional Dates

warning: slight lemon and mentions of animal abuse

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A wet sensation woke Tord up; his neck ached after sleeping against the armrest of the couch. His eyes darted to the side; Dante happily licked his cheek again before nudging the body on top of him.

Tord sat up; the weight on his torso disappeared, a loud groan followed afterward. Tom's head rose from the ground; he then rubbed his eyes before looking for his glasses.

Their eyes met for a moment; Tord quickly looked away and grabbed Tom's glasses that were between the cushions. Tom put on the glasses and kissed Tord on the cheek.

"Thank you, Tord; you can look now."

Tord tilted his head and kissed Tom on the forehead before ruffling his hair.

Tom grabbed Tord's left hand and inspected the ring on it.

"When did you get Solomon's ring?"

"Yesterday--It's from your father, you should have it."

Tord pulled on the ring, but it didn't budge. Tom grabbed his finger and pulled on it as well, but it remained firmly around Tord's finger.

Tom opened Dante's mouth and made him lightly pull on it with his teeth, yet it didn't move.

"I'm going to turn into my seraph form... close your eyes for me, please."

"Why? I've already seen your wings and stuff."

Tord placed the blanket on Tom's head and turned him around.

"You'll turn blind, for real this time."

Tom grabbed Dante and hid underneath the blanket as well. Tord's wings filled the room and turned into a mass of bright light. He transformed back, but the ring remained snug on his finger.

"My father must have chosen you for a reason then."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be; I'm glad my father liked your company."

Tord's face glowed as Tom softly smiled at him.

The rest of the morning was peaceful. Dante was outside playing; while Tord and Tom ate breakfast on the porch.

"I think this is the first time I saw you eat, Tord, how come you never ate stuff before?"

"I just don't have any reason to do so."

Tom took a bite from his sandwich and raised an eyebrow; Tord dusted his hands and looked into the sky.

"Well, angels don't have a body system; it's a recreational hobby for everyone, akin to throwing stuff inside a furnace-- we have tiny furnaces connected to our throats, and this body is just a mask to hide what we truly are."

"Is that why steam escapes from your body sometimes?"

"It happens when I'm overwhelmed, because of the pressure."

Tom finished his meal before pinning Tord to the ground. He then sat down on Tord's crotch and connected their lips.

"What are you doing, Tom?"

Tom pulled away for a moment, disappointed to see that his face was only a bright red.

"I love you so much, Tord."

Tord's whole body started to heat up. Steam escaped from Tord's head as Tom continued complimenting him in between kisses.

Tord could feel himself break into a cold sweat as his knees became weak. Tom gasped into the kiss as he felt something press against his thigh.