Tom's Perspective
A few days later
Tord had been shedding his strange ashy skin throughout the past few days, it peeling off and revealing a new layer of sensitive skin. His skin looked like that of a newborn's, light pink and super soft. He didn't let me touch it because of how it hurt, but he told me that it felt like having clouds for skin. Now, Tord was uncomfortably laying on a medical bed at night with me coaxing him into letting the doctor remove the last of his stuck shedding. I had promised whatever he'd like, which everyone knew was a dangerous game. He pulled away from the doctor and shielded his legs, which had kept their shed despite their flaking. "It's alright Tord, it'll be over with really soon. Just try to relax." I attempted to comfort him and offered my hand. He nervously stared at me and placed his shaky hand in mine, holding still. It must've hurt a whole lot for a guy with endless battle experience and bullets to the head to be shying away. His hand was extremely soft, like rose petals. It seemed that holding my hand and feeling a sting was better than letting his shedding get removed without physical comfort.
Tord screeched and attempted to pull away again when the shedding on his left leg was carefully pulled off. His now expose leg was soft and tender, like the rest of his body. Not weathered by age or hardened by battle. It made his complexion beautiful and very appealing to the eye. Speaking of eyes, he still needed to put in his eye drops for the night. Having the shedding on his eyes removed probably freaked him out the most. That or his dick, which was pretty sad to watch. He looked like a dog getting neutered when the shedding was pulled off. Once Tord had calmed down again for the most part, The doctor slowly peeled off the dead shedding around his remaining leg. After that, the doctor handed me a cream that would help relieve the pain from his extra sensitive legs. "Thank you sir. Let's go sweetheart, come on." I beckoned the frightened demon and guided him out into the hall. Tord seemed rather upset still and silently walked beside me. "Do your legs feel better at least?" I asked and Tord shrugged. "It still hurts." He told me and stopped in front of my door.
I opened it up and let him in first, holding the door open. He eagerly walked in and jumped onto the bed, sleepy and tired from the day. "Are you happy all that shedding is gone?" I asked and opened up the container of cream. I'm assuming it'll absorb into his skin, and not rub off on everything. "Yeah, it's a relief. That shedding kept getting stuck on everything, and it hurt like hell." He spoke while getting comfortable. "Am I allowed to take your pants off?" I asked for permission and heard him chuckle. "Oh Thomas, so soon~?" He purred flirtatiously and I sighed. "For the cream, you big flirt." I clarified and he made a disappointed whine. "Yeah go ahead, I don't mind." He permissed and I pulled off the soft dress pants. I tossed them aside and got a good amount of cream on three fingers before slowly massaging it onto his legs. "That feels cold- why can't they make warm cream?" He complained and I chuckled. "Oh don't be such a baby Tord, at least you don't have to deal with all that messy shedding." I hushed him and he shuddered as I continued.
"It feels so slimy and gross. I'd rather be pissed on again." He remarked, referencing my actions from long ago. "I should ask the doctor. But for now, you get to stick with this." I joked sarcastically and Tord huffed as I moved down his legs. It was still strange that his molting included shedding off his entire tail. Waking up to that was a sight to be sure. I hummed quietly as I massaged the last bits of his foot, closing the cream container. "Now don't move until that stuff settles." I commanded him and he tiredly sighed. "Too comfy anyways." He said and sleepily blinked, burying his face into the pillows. I stared at the comfortable male before joining him, watching his movements out of infatuation. "Tord." I simply spoke his name to get his attention. He turned his head to me and tiredly blinked. "Yes min kattunge?" He responded and his eyelids grew heavier. "How come you're behaving so human? I thought you said that you'd be purely demon." I asked inquisitively and slowly ran my hand through his extremely soft hair.
"Ah, well, the lab did a blood test when I first came back, and I guess you were too busy to see. Most of my demon blood was used just to come back, so now all I have are enhanced senses and healing. I'm not immortal, and I can't transform at all." He explained before shutting his eyes. "Now respectfully shut the fuck up. And goodnight." He muttered tiredly and I got up, turning off the lights. The nightlight kept us company, and we had each other to hold and love. I very gently rubbed his soft spine, eliciting a loud purr from the creature under me. I smiled and placed a soft kiss on his smooth cheek, enjoying the feeling of his skin. It felt truly heavenly, like an angel's wings. "So.. Rubbing like this doesn't hurt much?" I whispered to the male and he gave a positive grunt of reply. I held back a chuckle as to not disturb him and ran my hand down his spine slowly. It felt so soft like a fresh peach in the summer. His breathing started to slow more as snoring increased, queuing the beginning of a healthy slumber.
I took a moment to stare at the gorgeous being, a smile staying painted on my lips. Even though there were many flaws to our relationship, and many things utterly wrong with it, I didn't mind when I could see these parts of Tord. Besides, there's really no turning back now. I've gained his trust for the most part, and I'm caring for the entire world in what should have been his position. I closed my eyes and relaxed fully, Tord's purring still loud and proud in my ears. Soon, I was drifting off to a peaceful sleep.
A few months later
After falling into a familiar rhythm with Tord, things were much more calm than I thought. We were bonding, Tord was happy with his parents, Edd and Matt were happy as always. Tord had gotten into the role of a leader alongside me, helping to chip away at my endless work. It was so relieving to have someone there for me. I never thought that someone would be Tord though. He's weird and goofy, and fairly violent. Yet he fits me like a glove, and matches my personality while retaining his own. He's a treat for sure. Today was a special day, to me at least. It wasn't a holiday or a celebration, or even a remembrance of something important. Not an anniversary, or a religiously significant day. It was just me, laying in the arms of my lover. He had gone through a lot to set up a surprise for me today, and had definitely done a good job at hiding his intent. We were laying in a field of beautiful flowers of all types, gazing at a clear night sky.
I'm not sure what went through his mind to do something so romantic and cheesy, but it was nice. My favorite part had to be the picnic he set up, because it had many delicious deserts that I appreciated. Specifically the strawberry shortcake, that was creamy and flavorful. "Thomas, are you happy where we are right now? Just loosely dating and giving each other occasional kisses?" The Norwegian spoke softly in my ear and purred when I reached up, stroking his soft cheek. I had to think about it before answering honestly. I guess I am happy this way, as I've never really been in a relationship like this before. I don't know what step is next, at least that I am comfortable with. "... What else did you have in mind?" I asked and laughed when he pressed an affectionate kiss against my neck. "Well, I just thought maybe you'd like to be my boyfriend. Officially, I mean." He suggested and purred as I snuggled up to him, my hands loosely resting on his chest.
His eyes looked beautiful in this light, shining jewels in a sea of white. "It seems sort of strange, I've never thought about saying "boyfriend"." I told him and he smiled warmly at me. "Well, why don't you try it out hm?" He encouraged me and rubbed my back with that sweet, soft smile. "Hmm... You're my boyfriend..-?" I said awkwardly and he chuckled. "Try it this way. Will you be my boyfriend?" He said cleverly and I smiled, moving closer to him. "Sure, but only if you'll be my boyfriend." I said and gently booped his nose. "If you insist kitten." He purred and kissed my finger. I cupped both of his cheeks and stared into his eyes, trying to see the fullest of his soul in the moment. His eyes never seemed to truly reflect what he was thinking, calloused over by some form of scarring in the past that he didn't bother to mention. I leaned closer and pressed a gentle kiss on his soft and tender lips, closing my eyes as he kissed back. I wrapped my arms around his neck and allowed him to push me down onto the picnic blanket.
I tensed a bit when he pulled up my loose shirt, but his hand didn't go any further than my side. He pulled his head away and purred, placing a light kiss on my cheek. "I love you Thomas." He purred and gently rubbed my bare side. His hand felt so warm compared to the rest of me. I was cold. I tried to relax once more and smiled when he pulled my shirt back down. "You wanna go back to bed baby?" He offered and slowly ran his smooth hand through my messy hair. I sighed and leaned into his touch. "I can get Matt to come pick us up, and you can sleep all the way back." He whispered and I sleepily blinked. That sounded really nice about now. "And soon you'll be nicely tucked in." He added and slowly picked me up. I buried my face in the male's neck and listened to his affectionate purrs with a warm smile. I liked that he took care of me just as I cared for him. We were equal to each other, even though Tord was a bit more rough around the edges compared to me.
I half listened as Tord called Matt, and whined as he set me down to clean up the picnic. I didn't mind much after he gave me his coat. It was very warm and smelled so much like him, I loved it. I purred quietly and waited for Tord to come back to me, seemingly taking forever. I purred loudly as he picked me up, cradling me in his strong arms. "Let's go kitten, your carriage awaits." He hummed and carried me to what I assumed was the car. "I hope you had a good date! Tom looks all tired out." A familiar ginger spoke with an audible smile. "I know, so shush. He's trying to rest." Tord said and Matt quickly got quiet. I nuzzled his soft chest and purred at the feeling of his sweater against my face. I loved his smell surrounding me, reminding me of him every moment I breathed. I shifted as he climbed into the car and helped me settle down in his lap. "Are you comfy my love?" He asked and held me close. I simply nodded and buried my face in his soft sweater. "Goodnight my love."