That never happened. Not anymore. Tord made sure of it. Tom was his pet. His toy, his obidient little puppy. He had to have him. All to himself. He was a possessive person. Tom was his and nobody else's. Ever since Tom's “reboot,” he hasn't felt any emotion. Except towards his leader of course. The only thing he felt was love for the Red Leader. He didn't mind it. He thought it felt nice. He could tell Tord agreed. Almost every night, Tom paid a small visit to Tord. He would enter his room and there Tord would be. Usually doing or thinking about something else. Tom liked his little trips. He always ended up feeling good or satisfied for that matter. Most of the time, it was all about what Tom felt. He needed to take his headset off because of how big and bright it was. He couldn't see anything but that didn't really matter to him. As long as he was enjoying it.

That night, Tord's bedroom door creaked open and Tom stepped in. He closed the door behind him and turned to face Tord who was sitting on his bed. He smiled. His bright green eyes lit up the room. Tord smirked. "I know you are not leaving those on." he joked. Tom shook his head. "I won't." he replied. Tord nodded. He stood up and walked over to Tom, placing his metal hand on the wall behind Tom. Tom smiled and looked up at Tord. Tord smirked. After staring at each other for some time, the two eventually kissed. Tom jumped up onto Tord and wrapped his legs around Tord's waist and his arms around Tord's neck. Tord brought him over to the bed and pushed him down, placing his hands on both sides of Tom. They pulled away to breathe. Tom removed his legs from Tord's waist and Tord climbed onto the bed. Tom moved on top of Tord and sat on his lap. He then started to remove his clothing. Starting with his vest and ending with his pants. Sooner or later, his clothes were scattered on the ground. Tord started to strip as well and the two were both naked. Tom exhaled. "What is it?" Tord asked, placing his hands on Tom's waist. Tom huffed. "I do not want to take off my headset." he replied. Tord hummed and thought about it for a second. "Only this once." he said. Tom smiled. "Thank you." he replied. Tord nodded. He wasn't really used to saying “you're welcome.” Nor did he like saying it. Tom smirked and rolled his hips against Tord's crotch. He leaned down and sloppily kissed Tord again. He dipped down and formed hickeys around Tord's neck, placing his hands on Tord's chest. Tord threw his head back and groaned quietly. Tom smiled. He moved away from Tord's neck and kissed him again. "Mmm.." he hummed, "It's fine if we start now. I can take it." Tord smirked. "You sure?" he asked, raising a brow. Tom nodded.
Tord shrugged. He flipped their positions so that Tom was on the bed. Tord lifted his legs over his shoulders and lined his cock with Tom's unprepared entrance. Tom gripped the bedsheets as Tord slowly inserted himself into him. He moaned loudly and cried out. Once Tord was all the way in, he panted. Tord placed his regular hand on Tom's cheek. Tom whimpered. "What happened to you could take it?" Tord asked smugly. Tom hummed. "J-Just a little big, that's all." he replied. Tord let out a small chuckle. Tom nodddd slowly and Tord began to pull out, just to thrust back into Tom. Tom let out a loud moan and covered his mouth. Tord started to thrust even faster, picking up his pace as he went. Tom gripped the bedsheets even tighter and moaned continuously. Tord bit his bottom lip. He then dipped down to Tom's neck, kissing and biting it softly. Tom panted between moans.

It certainly was a long night.

The next morning, Tom found himself in Tord's room. Of course. He turndd to see Tord asleep next to him. He exhaled and flopped on his back. He blushed and smiled slightly. The green circles on his headset turned into pink hearts. He had to admit, sleeping with that headset was quite uncomfortable. Tom let out a long sigh. He sure was in love with the Red Leader and he didn't know why. Weren't at-work relationships a bad thing? He guessed it wasn't official buisness. Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around Tom's waist and pulled him to the side. Tom blushed madly. Oh fuck official buisness. He loved Tord. A lot. There was a sudden knock on the door, interrupting Tom's thoughts. Tord shuffled and groaned quietly. Tom found that very hot. He placed his hand on Tord's cheek. "Red Leader." he whispered, "Red Leader, there's someone at the door." Tord huffed. The person knocked again. Tord then sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Thank you Thomas." he mumbled before standing up to put on his clothes. Tom watched from the bed and stared at Tord's body. He smiled to himself. Tord walked to the front door and opened it slightly. It was Paul. Of course. Tom looked down at the remaining clothes on the floor and the bed. Red Leader loved him too.