"Yes, you. No, I haven't, but I can say you are very sexy."
Torvald felt happy he'd found Tyko at the bar and they seemed to play off one another with their cute kisses and hand holding. Soon, they'd be drinking in Torvald's room relaxing once the elevator arrived.
"Ok, we're here. Now we can have more drinks."
The Swede took Tyko's hand once more, leading him out into the hallway and then into his apartment which he shared on his own.
"Feel free to take a seat while I find us some booze."
Tyko meant that. Torvald seemed like he might be a romantic. He followed along and went inside looking for a couch or something else cozy where they could sit next to each other and drink.
Torvald came back into the room after rummaging around in the kitchen, pulling a few bottles of Akvavit with him, setting some glasses on the table closes to the couch.
"You think I'm a sweetheart? Thanks. No one's said that to me before I don't think."
He couldn't remember if any partners had but Tyko saying it had the drummer's cheeks heating a little, as he poured them both a drink.
Torvald took his own glass taking a sip before focusing his attention to his bed and what was underneath in the case. Setting his glass down, he winked at Tyko then went to the case under his bed pulling out a book.
"Here, my diagrams. These are some of the pieces I've been thinking of working on once I gain enough skill."
The Swede showing Tyko his diagram book with sketches of swords, knives, even arrow heads. He had a few axe heads too but most of them were swords in various widths, lengths and styles."
Tyko was drinking a bit faster than Torvald. He leaned close to look at the sword diagrams. He leaned all the way up against Torvald's shoulder.
"My brother's boyfriend could forge some of these." Tyko mentioned and pointed out a couple that he liked the most out of all the swords. Tyko drifted toward longer, thinner swords since he fought with rapiers and katanas.
"Your brother's boyfriend? What's his name? I do plan on forging some myself but anyone who's willing to share their skills would be welcome."
Torvald watched where Tyko's finger went along his drawings and noticed the Finn favoured the thinner swords, rapiers and the like, which made sense for sword fighting and fencing.
"I could forge you a rapier if you'd like? For your fencing. Once I get the knack of doing one."
"I think he wants Harald to own him every night like he's a dirty whore." Tyko had no filter, especially this drunk, and his brother was constantly making eyes at Harald to push the Norgian over the edge.
Tyko held out his glass to get it refilled. Tyko blushed at the offer before squirming from the neck kisses. He didn't pull away but he was wiggling a lot.
Torvald held his glass out so that Tyko could re-fill it. So far, he'd enjoyed the other man's company and it felt good to share in his diagrams too with someone like-minded.
"You like my diagrams then?"
The boy enjoyed seeing Tyko wiggle as he kissed his cheek once more.
"You have some good ideas but I don't know how forging them would work." Tyko admitted. He could use a sword but making them was outside of his understanding.
The cheek kiss had him grinning while sipping his drink. Pausing he leaned in and pressed a kiss right next to Torvald's lips.
"I'll speak to Harald and see what he comes up with, if anything, maybe some advice and if I can make these designs or not."
Torvald knew he may have to simplify some of his more ornate designs if they wouldn't get past the design stages. He could forge simple things but wanted to learn more and become an accomplished blacksmith like his father.
"You're so cute."
The Swede giggled drunkenly at the lip kiss, moving into thread his fingers into Tyko's beautiful hair.
Torvald grinned and set his own drink down so he could massage Tyko's scalp as he leant in for another kiss, deepening it and enjoying being close to the other man. He was beautiful, feminine and was a sword fighter. Torvald loved all of this.
Tyko sighed heavily from the way he was being touched. The blonde leaning in so close he's nearly in Torvald's lap. His own hands slipped around Torvald's waist to pull in closer. He's definitely interested in where this seems to be going.
"You smell really nice and you're hair is so beautiful."
Torvald nuzzled into Tyko's neck, gently moving his hands from the man's hair to stroke at his back, pulling him into his lap. He nipped at Tyko's lower lip gently, feeling his body beginning to get hot, down from his chest to his crotch.
"I enjoyed holding your hand the whole time from the club."
Torvald kissed along Tyko's neck, loving how soft the man's skin was, as his hands roamed along his chest. The Finn was causing Torvald to become aroused, as he groaned a little, shoving up his crotch underneath.
"We're wearing too many clothes."
The Swede now slipping his fingers up Tyko's chest, feeling some soft chest hair.
"People don't usually hold hands." Tyko didn't mind it though. He's already squirming in Torvald's lap from the kisses to his neck, let along the shoving underneath him.
"Yes." Tyko slid his hand up and started working Torvald's shirt off. The touch on his bare chest pulls a shiver from the Finn. He's getting aroused too, faster than usual because he's drunk too.
Torvald gave a nip to Tyko's earlobe as he pulled his own shirt off, revealing a rather smooth chest that was toned with years of drumming and banging away at the anvil. The Finn was so arousing and Torvald was now wanting to pull Tyko's clothes off too.
Tyko was eager to get undressed and starts pulling off his own shirt. He's slimmer and hairier that Torvald but it doesn't bother him. Once his shirt is tossed away the Finn leaned in and started kissing up the other blonde's neck.
Torvald gasped when Tyko started kissing up his neck, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to his cock, which was now fully erect. Fuck, he wanted the Finn and wondered if he was loud in bed.
"Your lips feel good on my skin. Do you like being fucked hard?"
The drummer slipped his hand down to give Tyko's crotch a squeeze.
Tyko liked being in someone's lap and pressed a kiss to Torvald's lips. "Sometimes."
He liked rough or sensual, depending on his partner and mood. His legs spread for Torvald, groaning as the man grabbed his half hard cock. He leaned in, pushing gently to encourage Torvald to lay back on the bed. Things were getting hotter in a hurry.
Torvald was happy to please Tyko in anyway because he could be rough or slow depending on his partner. The Swede laid back onto the bed slowly, smiling up at his lover, as he fiddled with the buckle on his belt, aiming to pull his belt off his jeans. He just had to get naked right now.
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Torvald felt happy he'd found Tyko at the bar and they seemed to play off one another with their cute kisses and hand holding. Soon, they'd be drinking in Torvald's room relaxing once the elevator arrived.
"Ok, we're here. Now we can have more drinks."
The Swede took Tyko's hand once more, leading him out into the hallway and then into his apartment which he shared on his own.
"Feel free to take a seat while I find us some booze."
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Tyko meant that. Torvald seemed like he might be a romantic. He followed along and went inside looking for a couch or something else cozy where they could sit next to each other and drink.
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"You think I'm a sweetheart? Thanks. No one's said that to me before I don't think."
He couldn't remember if any partners had but Tyko saying it had the drummer's cheeks heating a little, as he poured them both a drink.
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"Well, you are." Tyko mentioned as he picked up his drink and took a sip.
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Torvald took his own glass taking a sip before focusing his attention to his bed and what was underneath in the case. Setting his glass down, he winked at Tyko then went to the case under his bed pulling out a book.
"Here, my diagrams. These are some of the pieces I've been thinking of working on once I gain enough skill."
The Swede showing Tyko his diagram book with sketches of swords, knives, even arrow heads. He had a few axe heads too but most of them were swords in various widths, lengths and styles."
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"My brother's boyfriend could forge some of these." Tyko mentioned and pointed out a couple that he liked the most out of all the swords. Tyko drifted toward longer, thinner swords since he fought with rapiers and katanas.
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Torvald watched where Tyko's finger went along his drawings and noticed the Finn favoured the thinner swords, rapiers and the like, which made sense for sword fighting and fencing.
"I could forge you a rapier if you'd like? For your fencing. Once I get the knack of doing one."
The Swede wanted to get his new friend a gift.
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Tyko covered his mouth as he started to giggle.
"I'd love one." Tyko grinned while drinking. "Harald made my brother a long knife for Yule."
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Torvald giggled drunkenly as he finished his drink and poured himself another one, before offering to refill Tyko's mug.
"He did? That's a sweet thing to do. I mean---if I had someone special like that I'd do it for them too. I'd like to make you something--"
The drummer leant closer to Tyko, putting his arm around the man and kissing his neck softly.
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Tyko held out his glass to get it refilled. Tyko blushed at the offer before squirming from the neck kisses. He didn't pull away but he was wiggling a lot.
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"You like my diagrams then?"
The boy enjoyed seeing Tyko wiggle as he kissed his cheek once more.
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The cheek kiss had him grinning while sipping his drink. Pausing he leaned in and pressed a kiss right next to Torvald's lips.
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Torvald knew he may have to simplify some of his more ornate designs if they wouldn't get past the design stages. He could forge simple things but wanted to learn more and become an accomplished blacksmith like his father.
"You're so cute."
The Swede giggled drunkenly at the lip kiss, moving into thread his fingers into Tyko's beautiful hair.
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Tyko blushed from the touch and set his drink aside so he could lean in for another kiss.
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Torvald grinned and set his own drink down so he could massage Tyko's scalp as he leant in for another kiss, deepening it and enjoying being close to the other man. He was beautiful, feminine and was a sword fighter. Torvald loved all of this.
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Torvald nuzzled into Tyko's neck, gently moving his hands from the man's hair to stroke at his back, pulling him into his lap. He nipped at Tyko's lower lip gently, feeling his body beginning to get hot, down from his chest to his crotch.
"I really like you."
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"I knew that when you wanted to take me home." Tyko winked at Torvald and then leaned in to kissing him again, lingering and hotter.
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Torvald kissed along Tyko's neck, loving how soft the man's skin was, as his hands roamed along his chest. The Finn was causing Torvald to become aroused, as he groaned a little, shoving up his crotch underneath.
"We're wearing too many clothes."
The Swede now slipping his fingers up Tyko's chest, feeling some soft chest hair.
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"Yes." Tyko slid his hand up and started working Torvald's shirt off. The touch on his bare chest pulls a shiver from the Finn. He's getting aroused too, faster than usual because he's drunk too.
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Torvald gave a nip to Tyko's earlobe as he pulled his own shirt off, revealing a rather smooth chest that was toned with years of drumming and banging away at the anvil. The Finn was so arousing and Torvald was now wanting to pull Tyko's clothes off too.
"Let's help you get undressed too."
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"Your lips feel good on my skin. Do you like being fucked hard?"
The drummer slipped his hand down to give Tyko's crotch a squeeze.
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He liked rough or sensual, depending on his partner and mood. His legs spread for Torvald, groaning as the man grabbed his half hard cock. He leaned in, pushing gently to encourage Torvald to lay back on the bed. Things were getting hotter in a hurry.
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Torvald was happy to please Tyko in anyway because he could be rough or slow depending on his partner. The Swede laid back onto the bed slowly, smiling up at his lover, as he fiddled with the buckle on his belt, aiming to pull his belt off his jeans. He just had to get naked right now.
"I want to strip you too."
The boy reaching up to touch Tyko's pants.
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