Tord woke up to himself still purring, except in cat form. The hand petting him belonged to a drunk Tom. Tord butted the hand when it stopped petting. Tom's eye jolted open as he starred down at the cat. With a sad sigh he went back to petting Tord. The commie's ears twitched as he could hear silent cries. Moving from under the hand he turned to his normal form as he poked Tom's cheek. 

       The poke did get Tom's attention. His head slowly and hesitantly turned towards Tord. Tord's ears drouped down as he wiped Tom's tears away. Then hugged the drunk brit. "I-I'm sorry for what I did Tom." Tord nearly cried as he was being hugged back by Tom. "Y-you left, th-then-" Tom started, but was interrupted by none other than Tord. "But I'm back now." Tord assured. "But, the first time you came back you- how did I even-" Tom stopped himself as he pushed Tord away and turned his back to him. "Even what Tom?" Tord questioned as he pulled the brit to lay on his lap. 

     "Fall in love with you!" Tom cried as he squirmed trying to get away from Tord. Eventually he did, thanks to Tord's shock. The Norwegian was staring off into space as that one thing kept repeating in his mind. He was brought back to reality as he heard a door slam. Determined he ran towards the door and pounded on it. He could tell Tom was leaning against it just from doing that. Then he tried opening it normally, once again, Tom. "Open the door Tom!" Tord sneered as he heard a lock from the other side.

     He could hear things falling to the ground and tears of a drunk as hell brit. "THOMAS!" Tord yelled. Having enough of this, he kicked open the door. He looked over to see Tom banging his head against the wall. Tord ran over to him and held his hair. Tom swatted at Tord's hands as he whined and sniffled. Tord sighed and pulled Tom over to his bed and laid him down. As soon as he started to walk away for some blankets, he was pulled next to Tom by him. "D-don't leave again. . . please." Tom cried into Tord's hair. Tord bit his lip as he hugged Tom back.

      This time Tom didn't push him away. Instead, he pulled him closer. Tord patted his back and just kissed his forehead. It did seem to soothe Tom as his cries and whimpers died down. Soon, the two just sat in silence. "T-tord. . ." Tom whimpered as he titled Tord's head upwards a bit. "Y-yeah?" Tord answered as he began growing nervous. "I love you, ya commie." Tom admitted as he kissed Tord. Once again, this left Tord in shock. It wasn't until a tongue swiped across his lips that he was brought back to reality. 

     Tom began biting Tord's lips, eager to get in the shorter one's mouth. Soon, Tord opened his mouth a bit. Instantly he could feel Tom's tongue ravage his mouth. Their tongues did end up tangling as they both kept the same position for quite some time. Then, Tord moaned as he felt Tom grind against him and his erections. Tom smirked as he unzipped Tord's pant, the commie just submitted and blushed. He humped Tom's hand as it moved up and down his dick. Tom just kissed Tord and kept using his hand. It wasn't until Tord decided to return the favor did Tom become a moaning mess.

     Tom grabbed Tord's wrist and pinned them to the other's sides. Then, he searched Tord's pockets, knowing Tord was bound to have lube. With a smirk, Tom confirmed that true as he presented the lube he fished out his pockets. Tord's blush and squirming was beginning to show his impatience. Tom sighed as he took Tord's pant and boxers off. 

     Tord's back arched as he felt Tom's fingers circle his anus. His teeth clenched when he felt them being inserted into him. His jaw was aching as Tom stretched him out. Luckily, the pain soon melted into pleasure. That's when Tom took off his pants and boxers. Tord's eyes widened at the size of Tom, causing the other to smirk. He positioned himself right at Tord's entrance and exit. Both of them had heavy breathing, lust clear in their eyes.

     Without warning Tom thrusted into Tord. Smirking as Tord let out a slight scream of pleasure and pain. Tom forced Tord into another kiss, thrusting in and out him. Tord grasped onto Tom's hoody, moaning from the pleasure. He was drowned in pure pleasure, soon he thrusted with Tom. He shivered as he got his legs lifted up more. Making his anus more exposed, soon Tom hit the right spot. "Thomas!" Tord moaned as he came on his own chest. Tom only moaned as he came inside Tord. 

     Tom cuddled next to Tord, his hand back into a nonstop petting position. Tord purred as he drifted into a deep sleep. "G'night Thomas." Tord yawned as he purred into a deep sleep. "Don't call me that commie! . . .  .Good night." Tom sighed as pulled the Norwegian into his chest, enjoying his steady breaths and the warmth.