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Tom had to be the worst bodyguard known to all of mankind.
That wasn’t true- he was actually really good at his job despite popular belief. As much as the other generals didn’t want him around he really did do his job.
He stood by Tord’s side during meetings. He killed the people he needed to when Tord asked. He didn’t get involved in the politics of it all- he really didn’t give two shits.
He knew the generals were just mad Tord and him were fucking on the side. Tom was apparently a “distraction” to their leader.
Which he was and he very well knew it.
Speaking of which-
They were both laying naked next to each other on Tord’s king sized bed. It was way too early in the morning.
Five in the morning to be exact.
Tord got up quicker than Tom did.
Tom watched him stretch out his limbs and arch his back to get the blood flowing. He needed to stretch so he wouldn’t be stiff all day. His body was at its worst when he had just woken up.
Also because Tom had bent him backwards the night before- but that was besides the point.
Watching Tord made Tom realize he needed to get up. So he did, stretching out his own arms above his head.
He didn’t miss the way Tord stole a look at him. It lingered over his naked body just a little bit too long.
Tom just rolled his electronic eyes and turned around to find his clothes. They were scattered all around the floor from the night prior.
As he leaned down to pick up his shirt he felt a sharp slap on his ass.
Tom jolted up, glaring daggers into Tord’s eyes. They were shining with mischief.
“It’s five in the god damned morning.” Tom grumbled. “Knock it off.”
Tord just grinned at him, slowly walking to his desk and fastening his mechanical arm to his shoulder. When he came back, Tom was busy tying his tie around his neck.
Tord immediately grabbed onto the fabric and forced the two of them into a searing kiss.
Tord was still naked of course.
Tom kissed back, deciding to humor this man. Obviously he wanted something if he was being a horny menace this early in the fucking morning.
Tom braced his hands against Tord’s bare chest, pushing him away after a few seconds.
“T-Tord you have to get back to work…” he breathed, knowing *someone* had to be the responsible one here. That someone just happened to be Tom.
That someone was always Tom.
“Oh Thomas~” Tord purred, his accent thick with exhaustion. Tom loved the way his accent got heavy first thing in the morning.
It was a beautiful sight to witness…
“You know my schedule better than me sometimes, and you know I’m free until eight this morning~”
Tom could only roll his eyes. This man was going to ruin him from the inside out.
He settled on just sighing, letting his lips form a smirk against Tord’s lips. “Yeah~? Well then what would you like from me Sir~?” Tom loved throwing his title around to fuck with him.
It very much so did the trick.
Tord grinned, his eyes wild like how they got when he was manic.
“I want you.” He jabbed his finger into Tom’s chest for emphasis. “To fuck me.”
“But I just-“ Tom started to object, only for Tord to cover his mouth with the metal hand.
“That’s an order Thomas.” Tord spoke, leaning close and whispering against his ear now.
Tom swallowed hard, letting out a deep sigh.
“Fucking ass.” He grumbled to himself, pushing Tord hard into the bed. He went easily, spreading out his legs like the god damned slut he was.
He was soaking all down his thighs already.
Damn.
Tom stripped back down to nothing, throwing his clothes in a neat pile.
“Is there a reason you’re such a fucking slut this morning?” Tom loomed over his lover, leaning over him and spreading out his legs as far as they would go.
The explosion had made his muscles tenser than before, Tord used to be as flexible as Tom.
“I had a dream about you~” Tord grinned up at him with no shame. He never had any god damn shame. “You fucked me silly and I came so hard I saw stars~ so I need you to do that to me Thomas~”
Tom just sighed out, slapping the inside of Tord’s thighs. He loved the way this bastard squirmed underneath him.
His folds were glistening with his slick, and he knew damn well Tord was still sore from the night before.
Tom took the time to line his cock up to Tord’s hole, teasing the entrance with his tip ever so slightly.
“Well. I assume you’re still stretched out from last night.” He hummed, reaching down to start working himself up to be more than half hard. “So I won’t hold back on you~”
Tord opened his mouth in what Tom assumed was going to be a snappy comment- but he thrusted into him before he could say another word.
Tord’s mouth was left hanging open, his tongue lulling out as he became overcome with pleasure.
Tom grinned, angling his hips up so he could hit his g-spot to shut him up for good. Tord had wanted to see stars and by god he was going to give that to him.
He knew exactly when he found it.
“Thomas Thomas Thomas Tom Tom Tom- faen- faen fuck oh god right there right there right there…” Tord begged breathlessly.
Tom could feel him clenching around his cock- he was getting close already and they had barely done a good damn thing!
Tom let out a few huffs of his own, his nails digging into Tord’s thighs. “Shut up.” He growled. Sex always made the monster side of him come out- “Your guards are gonna hear~ you don’t want rumors getting out do you~?”
Tord quickly covered his mouth, his whimpers increasing with every second.
They were getting higher in pitch too- that meant he was close. Tord hated when his voice got high pitched by any means.
So, Tom decided to rail into that spot. He loved the way Tord’s thighs shook, he loved the way his eyes shut tight and his mouth fell open into a small o.
The moment Tord came, Tom did too. Tord clenched around Tom’s cock and it made him lose all sense of himself.
Tord went limp underneath of Tom, and his eyes stayed blissfully shut for a few moments.
“Faen…” Tord breathed out after a few heartbeats of silence. “Fuck Tom… fuck…” his voice was shaking and his accent was thicker than it had been before.
Tom slowly pulled out, watching his own cum leak out of Tord. It had been quick and easy- nothing too extreme like they normally did.
“There… you happy now Commie?” Tom let the old nickname roll off his tongue. He didn’t miss the way Tord smiled up at him.
“Definitely~ mayyyybe~ you should hit that magic button more often Tommy~” Tord laughed up at him. “It really does the trick~ turning my brain off and making me a dumb idiot slut just for you~”
Tom rolled his eyes. “You did not just refer to your g-spot as a magic button.” He snickered, slapping Tord’s thighs playfully as he laid down.
Tord always got clingy afterwards- and sure enough the dumbass clung right onto Tom.
He wrapped his arms and legs around Tom’s body like a fucking koala climbing a tree.
“So what if I did. Sue me.” Tord kissed Tom long and hard.
And of course Tom kissed back.
Because he loved this man.
He was his bodyguard after all.