Yeet
by:
Aracat3ugh 
140
140
17.03.2020
121 comments
Taboo-Lagoon
17.03.2020 02:42
Link((hello there comrade, how goes it?))
Aracat3ugh[OP]
17.03.2020 02:42
Link(Nani so who you gonna be and any ships
Taboo-Lagoon
17.03.2020 02:43
Link((I'm okay with ships if you are, and I would LOVE to be Matt, honestly. You can choose yours next, so I don't steal any favorites.))
Aracat3ugh[OP]
17.03.2020 02:44
LinkK
Aracat3ugh[OP]
17.03.2020 02:44
Link(Is be Tom
Taboo-Lagoon
17.03.2020 02:45
Link((Okay I'll then be Tord to counter the arguments with them))
Aracat3ugh[OP]
17.03.2020 02:45
LinkYou wanna be tord
Aracat3ugh[OP]
17.03.2020 02:45
Link(K plus yum yum Tom tord
Aracat3ugh[OP]
17.03.2020 02:48
LinkYou start
~~Start Of Shenanigans~~
Tord lays across the couch with his usual preferred readings in hand, lounging in his red hoodie. Matt sits not far away, looking in his mirror and trying to perfect a new style to his hair. "Ugh- Stay!" He mutters to himself.
((yes we love Susan; she and Tommy bear are child))
Matt mutters quietly at his ginger hair, which refuses to participate. Tord flips the page and pauses, hearing the gentle strokes of guitar strings. He smiles to himself, simply listening.
Matt blushes softly. "Hey Kacy~" He coos, still looking in the mirror. Tord chuckles softly, rolling up his magazine and shoving it in his hoodie pocket and standing up, patting Ringo on the head as she jumps onto the couch with a purr.
Matt giggles softly, giving her a wink. Tord rolls his eyes playfully, walking off. "I'm headed upstairs, see you two later." He says, his Norwegian accent coating his words.
((mE too Tom))
Tord walks up the stairs, turning softly on the balls of his feet to face Tom's door. He ajusts his white and grey socks, as they were bunching at the bottom, then gently knocked on the door.
Tord doesn't say anything, but simply smiles, putting his hand on the door.
((Tord wth that's creepy))
Matt finally gives up on his hair and sighs, defeated, and plops down on the couch.
He nods gently, leaning his head on her shoulder. "I just want to be pretty, but my hair-" He jabs his thumb at his unkempt gingerness. "Doesn't want to."
Tord turns the handle, waiting for Tom to react.
He peeks in, smirking. He then closes the door back with a chuckle before bursting it open wide and throwing his hands in the air. "PRIIIINCE AAAAAAAAALIII~!" He begins to sing.
((Tord what the heck are you doin- bud))
Matt smiles gently, his emerald eyes glittering. "You always know what to say." He purrs.
Tord chuckles, continuing to sing and dances over to Tom. "MIGHTY IS HE, ALI ABABWA~!"
Matt blushes slightly, smiling.
Tord tries best he can not to laugh, tossing his arm around Tom. "GENUFLECT, SHOW SOME RESPECT, DOWN ON ONE KNEE~!"
Tom:are you drunk ?
Kacy:Matt can I tell you something ode ask a huge favor
Tord nudges him gently. "Aw, please Jehovah, be a little nicer to me. You know you love my singing." He teases.
Matt blushes deeply, and can't quite make eye contact with her. "I- I, uh... y-" He chokes up, smiling.
Tord chuckles, turning Tom's head to face him.
Matt becomes flustered, but meets her eyes. "I... I do." He manages to say, giving her a smile.
Tord smiles, looking into Tom's 'eyes'. "Yes~?"
Matt kisses back gently, blushing.
He smirks. "This~" He leans into him, brushing his lips against Tom's.
Matt becomes flustered again. "N-no..."
Tord smirks against his lips, deepening the kiss.
Matt nods quietly.
Tom:*sort of enjoys it and a quiet Moan is heard
Kacy:when and with who
Tord breaks away. "Ah, you like?" He chuckles, rolling in his accent.
Matt flushes, and pulls at the collar of his hoodie. "I, uh..."
Tord smirks. "Want me to do it again?"
Matt nods, looking into her eyes.
Tord smirked, grabbing the neck of Tom's hoodie and pulling him in.
He flushed again, an innocent smile on his face.
Tom:are you gonna **** me imean kiss me or what
Kacy:come on tell me
He blushed slightly. "I can do both~" He leaned in, kissing Tom firmly.
He chuckled, running his hand through his hair. "You don't wanna know..."
Tord chuckles into his mouth, putting his other hand under Tom's hoodie.
Matt puts his hands in his lap, not making eye contact. "Well..."
Tom:*moans a little
Kacy:*tilts his head up *look at me and talk to me it might help
He runs his thumb over Tom's stomach, deepening the kiss.
Matt attempts to look into her eyes, but only goes red and looks away.
Tord blushed, chuckling gently. He slid his hand up to Tom's chest with a smirk, and moved his mouth to Tom's neck. He began gently kissing below his ear.
Matt continued to look down. "I- I don't think I can..."
"Lower what~? Be specific, love." He cooed into Tom's ear.
He half looked up, repeatedly glancing up and down. "Y-you..."
Tord smiles, gently biting Tom's neck and lowering his hand.
Matt flushes, not able to look up. "I- I mean..."
"Yes~" Tord moans into his ear, rubbing his hand over Tom's length through his pants.
Matt stops talking, listening for a second. "Was that-?"
Tord feels himself tighten as Tom moans, and leans Tom against the bed. "****, Tom..." he bites down again.
Matt continues to look confused.
((sorry I had to go to bed))
Tord moans quietly as he feels Tom, smirking gently and biting down again.
Matt nodded.
Tord freezes, bringing a finger to his mouth and telling Tom to be quiet. “A-ah, nothing.” Tord calms out to her.
Tord bites his lip, looking back to Tom. “Yes, we’re fine Kacy.” He assures, blushing.
Tord flushed, chuckling. “I will **** him as loudly as I please, thank you.” He called back playfully.
Tom smiles innocently, planting a kiss on tons forehead.
Matt looks at her. “So?”
Matt blushed, chuckling. “Ah, thought so.”
Tord smirked, leaning off of Tom to stand up straight.