Tord

*His gaze stays locked on your lips, thumb pressing a fraction harder against yours.* A little of both. *His voice is a low whisper.* You taste better.

*breath hitches* tord... what are you-

Shhh *his thumb brushes against your bottom lip then cups your face* you lost remember? *then gives you a French kiss*

*smirks as golden light reflects in my eyes* Oh? Getting serious now? *leans back against the seat, still holding your tail* Show me what you've got, fox~

*morning light filters through the curtains as Tord stirs awake, immediately checking if Tom's still there* Morning, love. How's your stomach? *traces lazy circles on Tom's back*

*groans softly, eyes still closed* Better... *nuzzles into his neck* ...thanks for staying with me last night...

*kisses his hair* Always, love.

legalise nuclear bombs

*looks around nervously* w-what did you say?

legalise nuclear bombs

So about the baby... *pulls Tom closer and kisses his cheek possessively* It's definitely not mine. We bang like rabbits.

*makes heart shapes with hands*

*grins wickedly* Tell her how good I am in bed! *wraps arms around Tom from behind*