Hahahahaha...

-Pumpkin

This was the most stressful, and yet exciting, day of your life. For the first time, Tino called for you to bring Berwald home because he was absolutely wasted. Completely drunk from who-knows how many bottles he drank.

You were driving towards the bar they've been drinking at.

This was a once in a lifetime experience to see. You've been living with Berwald for almost a year after getting together two years ago and you've seen him stumbling into your apartment before, but this was different from stumbling in. He was completely unconscious of his actions. He's a vulnerable and mindless zombie for now until he gets to sleep.

You stopped the car right in front of the bar where you can see Tino and Matthias dragging the wasted Swede.

"Oh god, how drunk is he?" You chuckled rolling your window down.

"It took him three bottles of vodka, two bottles of beet, and a couple of rounds of a drinking game to get him drunk." Matthias answered. "And he's drunk to the bone."

You heard your Swedish boyfriend grunting.

"What drink?"

"I think it was a tequila showdown with Tino." Tino opened the car door and helped Berwald sit in the shotgun.

"Well I'm surprised that you're not drunk yet." Matthias looked at you with a hurt look while Tino chuckled.

"Safe driving, (Y/n)!" Tino chimed as he closes the car door.

"Bye!" You closed your window and drove away.

While driving home, you can hear Berwald speaking to himself and some small chuckles. You honestly thought that it was cute. And you wondered why the hell he got drunk.

"Hey Ber, why did you get drunk?" You asked him hoping that he would be the truthful kind.

"Because you've never seen me like this." He chuckled.

You took a peek at your drunk Swede. He had a small smile on his face, his fave red from the alcohol, sweat dripping down on his face, and his hair all messed up.

You rolled your eyes and smirked.

You were about to change gear until your hand was suddenly grabbed. You immediately stepped on the breaks to prevent anything else from happening. It was a good thing that nobody was on the road tonight too.

Then your palm met something. Something hard. You looked at where your hand was. It was Berwald using your hand to palm his tent.

You face went all red.

"B-Ber!" You stammered. "I was driving!"

"(Y/n)..." He moaned out loud making your face even more flustered.

"Can't this wait until we're at home?" You asked feeling a bit nervous.

He was still moaning your name and rubbing your palm against his member. You knew that there was no stopping. He was drunk and turned on.

You rubbed your thighs together as you nether regions dampened. You gulped and took off your seatbelt and placed the car on park. You went over to Berwald's seat, and sat on his lap and unbuckled his seatbelt. You leaned closer to him. You could smell the alcohol and smoke that stuck on to him.

He looked at you with his serious blue eyes that were now filled with lust. The stare made you bit your lip as you palmed his member yourself. His hand lets go of your wrist and began to rub your inner thigh.

You moaned out all of a sudden making you surprised from your own reaction.

You palmed the unfree member through his jeans. Your other hand had hooked around his neck as you connected your lips with his. Tasting the different kinds of alcohol in his mouth was making you drunk with the lust in him.

Berwald reclined the chair making you fall on top of him. You kissed him like an animal. Fierce and passionate. Rough, but not forceful.

You pressed his member hard as he bit your lip. Blood came out, but you didn't mind. You continued anyways. He shoved his tongue in your mouth and fought with your tongue. You pressed your body close to his making him feel weak for your need. Finally he ejaculated in his jeans making you proud of your work.

You started to unbuckle his belt as you broke the kiss gasping for air.

"Mer tack." He growled.

So he wanted more?

You smiled and pulled his belt out. You restrained his wrists. He wasn't just vulnerable, he was submissive too.

You pulled his jeans down as he struggled. The vixen side of you took over. You pulled a tress of your hair behind your ear and crawled up his body. You licked your lips seductively and whispered.

"Var en snäll pojke för mig, kommer du?"

(Translation: Be a good boy for me, will you?)

His body shivered from your words.

"Jag vet att du vill ha den här." You sniffed his neck with your nose tickling his skin.

(Translation: I know that you want this.)

He loved the way how you speak in his language.

You opened his shirt and gave his neck gentle bites giving him a sensual chill to his bones. He moaned out your name as you nipped on his special spot on his neck.

You pulled your shorts down along with your damp underwear. Your hands explored his muscular body as you gave him a hickey around his collarbone.

"Älsking... Ä-älsking..." He moaned.

You lowered yourself to his cock as you felt the pain making your legs feel weak. Your body shook with tension as you pressed your entrance more making his cock go in deeper. You moved as soon as you got used to his size.

"Älsking, du är så tätt..." He thrusted his hips against yours as you panted.

(Translation: Dear/Love, you're so tight.)

He was submissive and talkative when he's drunk.

You took the belt off his wrists as he immediately placed his hands on your hips and helped you move.

"Oh god..." You moaned as your walls tightened around his member making him excited.

You pushed yourself towards him making his member going in even deeper. You groaned as he helped you move harder and faster. You felt a knot in your abdomen twisting. That special spot of your was hit. You moved faster as you gripped on the car seat and panted. You sighed and moaned out with pleasure as the attention was given more attention.

The Swede below traced his hands over your bottom as he gave your ass a tight squeeze. You bit your lip as he traced his hands under your shirt and unhooked your bra. He grabbed it out and replaced them with his hands. He cupped your breasts as his thumbs started to rub gentle circles on your tits. You breathed in heavily as you gripped harder on the car seat. You both were still moving that made the car creak.

Finally your juices came on his member making you relieved. You removed yourself from him and laid on his chest flat.

"You tired?" He asked you a with less slur.

"N-Not..." You panted heavily. "Really.... Round two?"

Suddenly he flips you over and hovers above you. You squeaked in surprise. The influence of the alcohol was slowly fading as the Swede began to function.

He slowly started to suck on your neck as his hands trailed down in between your thighs and rubbed your clit. Your toes curled as he teased you by touching it oh-so gently that you couldn't feel him.

He stopped giving attention to your neck and began to kneel in between your legs. He pulled you closer. His lips kissed the entrance of your nether regions. He started to eat you out making you pleased. Your head threw back as the hotness below grew. You moved yourself closer as he pinned your legs. He rubbed circles on your inner thigh that gave the pleasure below a bonus.

"Goddammit Berwald!" You yelled as you came in his mouth making some of your juices spill out on the seat.

He crawled on top of you and glared down at you. You were a bit intimidated by this as he pinned both of your wrists down. Without warning he inserts himself in you.

You gasped at his actions. He moved faster and harder. You gave a combination of moaning and panting as you placed your leg on top of his shoulder to thrust into you better.

"Shit..." You came for the third time as your walls squeezed his cock.

The Swede grunted as he took out his manhood before his seeds can be released. His hot juices came on your stomach as he panted.

"Oh god... That was great..." You sighed dreamily as you sat up and kissed him. "So, what now?"

"Sleep." He grunted.

You chuckled and gave a bit of space for him to lay down in.

"I told you that buying this car was a good idea."