I'm terrible at writing smuts ;-; sorry my children.. :'( FORGIVE MEEEEEE

Tom walked down the stairs, his hands in his pockets. He looked up as he walked into the kitchen and his eyes widened. Tord was leaning against the counter with a bottle of Tom's Smirnoff in his hand. Tears were running down his cheeks.

"Tord!? Is that my Smir- Why are you crying?" Tom snatched the bottle away from him.

The drunk man looked at Tom, his eyes brimming with tears. "Do you love me?"

"Wha-?"

Tord grabbed Tom, pinning him against the counter. "Do you *hic* love me?" He repeated.

"I.." Tom's heart pounded heavy in his chest. I've never seen him like this before, and why is he asking me that? Stupid commie!

"I'll make you love me," Tord slurred and proceeded to smash his lips against Tom's.

"MMPH!?" Tom tried talking over the kiss, causing him to open his mouth. Tord took that as an advantage and shoved his tongue into Tom's mouth, exploring it.

He lifted the Brit onto the counter and moved his head downward, kissing Tom's neck and running his tongue over it.

"T-Tord... ah~" Tom tried fighting back his moans. "Ssstop..." His eyes fluttered in pleasure and he held onto the counter.

Tord picked up Tom and carried him upstairs to Tord's room. Tom was thrown onto the bed and the lights were shut off so it was pitch black. OH SHIT! Is he gonna-

His thoughts were cut off as Tord pinned him down and kissed him rather roughly. This time, Tom kissed back, as well as running his hands through Tord's honey brown hair. The norski hiccuped and bit down on Tom's neck, quickly finding his sweet spot.

"F-Fuck..." Tom gasped. "Hnng..~"

"Do you *hic* love me yet?" Tord lifted his head and stared Tom straight in the eyes--well, lack of eyes. Afraid that he would stop, Tom responded with "no."

"I'll fuck you *hic* so hard that your ass'll hurt," Tord promised, eyes narrowing. He ripped off Tom's shirt and trailed kisses down to his pants.

"Sh-Shit, Tord..." Tom groaned, curling in his toes. He didn't try to hide the tent in his pants.

Tord smirked at that and unzipped Tom's pants, pulling them off slowly. He took off his own, leaving them both in their red and blue boxers, and started to grind against Tom.

"A-Ah, fuck~! J-just... get to the real p-part already..." Tom choked out.

"You're *hic* very impatient," Tord commented and took off both their boxers. He readied himself in front of Tom.

"W-Wait, aren't you gonna-?" Tom began saying.

Tord inserted himself into Tom and thrusted immediately, not even knowing--or caring--that his lover wasn't prepared.

"OH, F-FUCK~!" Tom yelled and wrapped his arms around Tord's neck. He panted and gasped for air. "Ngh~ F-Faster, Tord... H-Harder~!"

Tord went as fast as he could, slamming into Tom and making him scream Tord's name.

THEN THEY FUCCED EVEN MORE UNTIL TORD FUCCED TOM SO HARD THAT HIS DICKLE WENT SO FAR IN HIS BODY IT CAME OUT OF TOM'S MOUTH AND THEN MATT AND EDD JOINED SO THEY HAD A FOURSOME AND im so sorry oml XD