30 Kisses Challenge: Skwisgaar Skwigelf/Toki Wartooth
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Rated for language and man-sex.
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Theme #1: Distraction
Skwisgaar and Toki sat quietly on the couch in the main room. Skwisgaar was making up a new lick on his guitar, while Toki was finishing a level on his Nintendo DS game.
Toki peeked up from his game, his eyes drawn to Skwisgaar's intense face. The Swede always had this look on his face whenever he played: emotional, concentrated, and passionate. Toki wondered if his band mate was like that with anything else, or with anyone else.
The brunette became bored with his DS and turned it off. He decided to watch the older man practice. After a few minutes, though, Skwisgaar could feel icy blue eyes burning through him.
"Do yous minds? I'ms tryings to finish, heres." He said, not looking up at Toki.
"Oh, uh, ja… sorry." The Norwegian whispered back. Skwisgaar went back to playing, while Toki tried to find something else to occupy his mind. But, his eyes kept drifting back to the lead guitarist, no matter what else he tried looking at. Dreading the fact that Skwisgaar might yell at him, he grabbed his DS and went back to playing his game again.
Skwisgaar heard the DS turn on. He sighed and sneaked a glance at Toki, seeing him desperately try to distract himself from the other. The blonde shook his head and smirked. Finished with his solo for now, he took off the guitar and placed it to the side. Toki, having buried his being into the game, didn't notice how close Skwisgaar had gotten to him on the couch.
"Hey." The Swede whispered.
"Huh?" Toki looked up and jumped in surprise, seeing Skwisgaar inches away from him. The lead guitarist smirked again before leaning in to capture Toki's lips with his own. The rhythm guitarist jumped again, but then he closed his eyes and gave in to the surprisingly sweet kiss. The kiss was short, way too short, but a strange, morbid sound from Toki's DS stopped them. The two of them looked down at the screen.
"Looks like yous lost. Agains." Skwisgaar said, smiling. He took his guitar and left the room, leaving Toki in an airy trance.
"Bastard." Toki whispered to himself.
Theme #2: Dethdad
Skwisgaar heard Toki's father was dying.
What should he do? Kiss him, and make everything better?
He didn't think he had to. Toki hated his dad, right? So, he shouldn't feel bad that his father's dying, right?
For some reason, it looked like Toki did.
Skwisgaar didn't get it. Why does Toki seem sad, even though he clearly stated to everyone that he hated his dad?
Maybe Toki just didn't know how he'd feel once this happened.
Skwisgaar thought of his mother. Would he feel sad if she was dying? He was pretty sure he wouldn't, but then again, she wasn't actually dying.
So, what should Skwisgaar do? Kiss Toki, tell him not to be sad, tell him everything will be all right?
No. No, he won't. For some reason, he didn't think he should. He thought Toki could handle this news on his own.
Skwisgaar was wrong.
Theme #3: Electricity
"Fuck! Why's my guitars always buzzinks?" Skwisgaar cursed, shaking the neck of his Explorer. Toki, who was in the rehearsal room practicing with the lead guitarist, looked over at Skwisgaar.
"Mines is buzzinks, too." The Norwegian pointed out.
"What's de fucks?" The blonde cursed again. "I's not jumpinks outs de helicopter agains for dis." He stomped over to the amps and started switching buttons and dials, trying to get the damn guitar to stop buzzing.
"Waits, Skwisgaar, let me helps." Toki started stepping towards the blonde, but he tripped over a power cord and fell forward, landing in front of Skwisgaar and on top of his guitar, splitting it in two. "Owies!" Toki shouted. Skwisgaar looked down, watching a dizzy Toki try to sit up.
"Ah, Toki, you dumbs dildos." He kneeled down, helping the younger man to his knees. The broken guitar hung in pieces around Toki's neck, sparks of electricity flying from it. Skwisgaar reached down to take the guitar off Toki. "Ack!" He jumped, feeling electricity surge through his body. The lead guitarist let go quickly, shaking the electricity off.
"Oi, Skwisgaar! Yous okays?" Toki touched the older man's shoulders. "Yah!" He shouted, feeling the electricity this time. He let go of Skwisgaar, and the two of them sat there for a while, shaken from the electric shock.
Then, Skwisgaar got a fun idea.
He leaned forward and caught Toki's lips in a kiss, which sent another surge of electricity through the two guitarists. They broke apart from the shock, breathless. Toki blinked a few times, and then looked up at Skwisgaar. "Wowie." He said quietly.
"Dat was pretty cool, ja?" Skwisgaar stuttered. The brunette smiled and nodded, and Skwisgaar leaned in to kiss him again, feeling the electricity from Toki's lips.
Theme #4: Why
Toki was pissed.
He watched another fucking old lady party walk out of Skwisgaar's room that morning. He sighed angrily and stuffed his face in his pillow. Why does that bastard need those women? He thought. He said that I'm the best he's ever had. He said he doesn't need anyone else. Unless… Toki lifted his head from the pillow. He says that to everyone he fucks. That did it. The rhythm guitarist burst out of his room and made a beeline for Skwisgaar's. He needed to know the truth.
Toki didn't bother knocking. He found his band-mate sitting on the edge of his fur bed, practicing his guitar like usual. Skwisgaar looked up at Toki, confused about his pissed look.
"Toki, what's de fucks could yous possibly be mads abouts? It's only noons." Skwisgaar asked.
"I… I needs to asks yous something." Toki answered, calming down a little.
"What is it, Toki?" Skwisgaar put his Gibson down on its stand and stood up facing the brunette. Toki took a deep breath through his nose, loosening his fists.
"W-Whys… Whys do yous needs dose women?" Toki spat out. Skwisgaar's eyebrows went up in surprise. He wasn't expecting that question. "Whys do yous needs dem? I don't gets it." He started to choke up. He looked down at his feet, embarrassed. "Yous said yous only needed Toki."
The Swede sighed, walking up to Toki and putting his hand on his shoulder. "Sits down." He instructed, and the brunette obeyed, sitting down on the white bed. Skwisgaar followed, sitting down next to him. "Toki, it's true. Alls I needs is yous."
"Dens why do yous sleeps wit de ladies?" Toki asked.
"I has a re-poo-tations." Skwisgaar explained. "I can'ts just stops with de ladies. Ifs I do, de news will makes a bigs deals abouts it."
"But I stops for yous." Toki replied, looking up at Skwisgaar.
"Yous can, I's can't." Skwisgaar said, almost sadly. "Nobodies can knows about our relationship. Not yet." He touched Toki's chin tenderly. "Understands?"
"I… uh, I guess so." Toki said after a long pause. "I still don't likes it."
"I knows Toki." Skwisgaar smiled. "But I knows what can makes yous happy."
"Oh, ja? What's dat?" Toki's question was answered with a passionate kiss from the other man. Toki, who was always impervious to Skwisgaar's charms, couldn't help but give in, pushing his tongue against the blonde's. Skwisgaar smirked inwardly, and pushed Toki down on the bed. "Wait, Skwisgaar!" The brunette cried out as Skwisgaar kissed his neck. "Aren't yous tireds from last night?" The lead guitarist sat up, looking at Toki's cute, pink face.
"Not at alls, Toki." Skwisgaar said. "For yous, not at alls."
Theme #5: Ni Vet…
The band was in another meeting, and it was boring as hell. Charles prattled on about record sales and destructive fans. Murderface was writing in urine on the floor. Pickles snored loudly, a bottle of whiskey in hand. Nathan was also asleep, mumbling inaudible words. Skwisgaar played his guitar, and Toki just sat there with his cell phone, wondering who he should call.
However, the wondering didn't take long.
BZZZZZZZZTT
"Hm?" Skwisgaar felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He took it and read the text message to himself.
"hi. :* ~Toki"
Skwisgaar smirked, peeping over at Toki, who was holding back giggles. He typed a message back: "hey. ;) ~Skwisgaar". The brunette couldn't help but let out a little snicker.
"Hey, u didn't sends me kisses! ~Toki"
"O, ja, srys. :* Dere. Happys? ~Skwisgaar"
"Says it likes u means it. ~Toki"
":******** Betters? ~Skwisgaar"
"Ja, dats betters. lol ~Toki"
"Hey, ni vet…" Skwisgaar texted to the rhythm guitarist in Swedish.
"Hva?" Toki asked.
"Jag är inte bär underkläder." Skwisgaar replied. Toki blushed when he got the message.
"O… ja?" Toki typed back nervously.
"Will you two knock it off?" The two of them got a message from Charles. They looked up, watching Charles push his glasses up. They looked at each other, and then back at Charles, holding back laughter.
"srys." The guitarists texted back sarcastically.
A/N: ni vet… means "you know" in Swedish. Hva means "What" in Norwegian. The last one means "I'm not wearing underwear" in Swedish.
Theme #6: Subliminal Messages
Toki laid there afterwards, still awake. Skwisgaar was already asleep. Toki was watching him, watching his chest rise and fall, watching the almost innocent face he had when he slept. The rhythm guitarist curled his fingers through the other's blonde hair that splayed out around the pillow.
Toki wasn't exactly cuddled next to Skwisgaar. They had some distance between their bodies on the bed. Skwisgaar wasn't the cuddling type, and Toki knew that. Toki also knew that fact was subject to change.
He liked to mess with the lead guitarist when he was sleeping – not in crude ways like drawing on him or spraying whipped cream on his face, but in comforting ways like placing kisses on him or holding his hand, things that did piss Skwisgaar off… when he's conscious. Toki did these things as a form of subliminal messaging, so that the blonde could learn to like them. Toki believed they'd work.
Tonight, though, Toki thought he'd try something harder. He wanted to cuddle next to Skwisgaar. He wanted to sleep next to him tonight. He wanted to feel his lover next to him… completely.
He carefully moved his lower body against Skwisgaar's hip first. He checked to make sure the Swede was still asleep before moving on, pressing his abs and chest against Skwisgaar's side. The lead guitarist slept with his hands behind his head, so it was sort of easy for Toki to move closer. Finally, the Norwegian wrapped his arm around Skwisgaar, and nuzzled his face in the side of his chest.
That woke the blonde up. Toki closed his eyes and pretended he was asleep while Skwisgaar woke up slowly. He felt something warm on his side and looked down to see what it was.
"Toki!" He scream-whispered. "What's you doings?" He then realized that Toki was asleep (or so he thought). He sighed, a little angry by this, but mostly liking it, much to his surprise. He sighed again, letting it slide. He put his arm around Toki, wondering how his warmth was so familiar, as if he'd felt Toki this way in his dreams… "Dildoes." He whispered, emptying those thoughts from his head and falling back to sleep.
Toki grinned evilly, happy to see that his subliminal messaging worked.
Theme #7: Guitar Lessons
Toki decided to do something rare today – practice guitar. He hardly ever did this, since he really didn't know what he was doing and he could usually find other things to do, but today he was bored, and decided to practice.
Toki had bought this book – Guitar for Dummies – a long time ago. He never used it and it would simply collect dust in his bedroom. He picked it up, blew the dust off, and opened it to the first page, titled "Harmonic Scales".
Toki cringed, remembering the last time he tried to play scales. It was with Skwisgaar as his teacher, and the lead guitarist dunked a bucket of pig's blood on his head for doing it wrong. But, now, Skwisgaar wasn't here to do such a thing, so he shrugged his shoulders and began playing.
Toki made a mistake – already – on the third note. He tried again, this time making it to the fifth. He kept going and making mistakes for a while before shouting, "Oh, I'll never gets dis right!"
"What's you yellings about?"
"Wah!" Toki jumped when he heard the blonde man's voice. "I-I… nothing!" He answered, not turning to face Skwisgaar.
Skwisgaar looked over Toki and saw the book he had next to him on the bed. "Ah, yous practicings. Dat's something differents."
"Go away, Skwisgaar." Toki said angrily. "Yous just gonna makes funs of me and den dump pig's blood ons my head."
"But I's not your teachers, anymores." Skwisgaar sat behind Toki, putting his arms around Toki and gripping the guitar. "Ands I's never did gets to finish dat lesson."
"What?" Toki felt Skwisgaar take the guitar off of him and put it gently to the side. "Skwis… mmph…" He was cut off by a pair of thick lips placed on his own. The blonde man reached over and pushed the book off the bed before putting Toki there in its place. "Skwisgaar, what's you doings?"
"Finishings da guitar lessons." Skwisgaar repeated, climbing on top of his band mate.
"What's dis gots to do with guitar?" Toki asked, squirming underneath Skwisgaar.
"Simples." The blonde man smirked. "Ifs I screws you, den maybe somes of my supers guitar-playings powers will rubs off on yous." Before the brunette could say anything, Skwisgaar leaned down and crushed his lips against Toki's, pinning his wrists over his head. Toki tried fighting, but couldn't help but give in to the Swede's charms. He kissed back, arching his body up so he could touch Skwisgaar's.
"Skwisgaar…" Toki whimpered, feeling his cheeks get hot and his pants get tight. Skwisgaar didn't feel like wasting any time. He turned his bitch over on his stomach and leaned down, moving the brown hair off Toki's neck, and left trails of kisses there. The blonde used one hand to undo Toki's pants and pull them down over his tight ass.
Toki cried when he felt Skwisgaar's long, talented fingers push inside his tight opening. The lead guitarist stretched him out quickly, wanting to feel that tightness around his dick.
"Nngh… Skwisgaar…"
"What is it, little Toki?"
"Please, fucks me…"
"I wills, Toki." Skwisgaar yanked his fingers out of the brunette's entrance, and then undid the front of his pants. He pulled his erection out and positioned it at Toki's opening before slamming himself inside. "Fuck!" The taller man hissed, feeling that unbelievable tightness.
"AH!" Toki screamed, his body shuddering as Skwisgaar used his huge cock to fuck him senseless. Skwisgaar found Toki's sweet spot, remembering exactly where it was. "YAAH!"
"Ja, Toki… you likes dat, huh?" Skwisgaar reached around and grabbed Toki's length, stroking in time with his thrusts.
"Ah! Ja… Skwisgaar…" Toki cried out as he came, his body becoming limp as the blonde continued to thrust until he had his own release. The two of them collapsed next to each other on the bed, their breathing returning to normal.
"Dat was goods, Toki." Skwisgaar said.
"Ja, it was good sexes, buts…" Toki trailed off.
"But whats?"
"It wasn't very good guitar lessons." Toki smirked, looking up at his lover.
"No, it wasn't." Skwisgaar shook his head. "Maybes I shoves da guitar ups your ass da next time." Toki giggled, hoping that Skwisgaar was kidding.
Theme #8: Our Own World
Being on stage with Dethklok in front of millions of fans would seem like a big stressor, but not for Toki. He was able to tune them all out and focus on only two things: his guitar playing, and Skwisgaar. Not just Skwisgaar's guitar-playing, but the lead guitarist himself. He loved watching Skwisgaar play. He's always so enraptured with the music: Swinging his hair, keeping the beat with his heel, putting his game face on. Skwisgaar was like a god when he was on stage. It was almost like he's in his own world.
Toki, for a long time, wanted to be in his world, but it always seemed like he was being ignored or pushed away by the blonde. Toki could imagine that it was just Skwisgaar and himself on stage together, playing their guitars in harmony.
And then, somehow, he was able to throw his imagination away and be in Skwisgaar's world. It just seemed to happen so suddenly, just with one kiss… or maybe it was a slow and gradual meeting of two worlds. Either way, the two of them could be together, without Toki having to imagine it. They could be together on stage or back at home in Skwisgaar's room. They could be together anywhere, and anywhere would be their own world.
Theme #9: Fight
Skwisgaar and Toki would always fight. They would fight for guitar solos, groupies, and even stupid stuff like what they would have for breakfast. Somehow, Skwisgaar would always win the verbal fights, but when it got physical - and Skwisgaar would always hope that it wouldn't – Toki would always win.
Skwisgaar watched Toki beat a guy to death once. That's what got him scared. Toki probably got that way from his parents beating him. After that incident, Skwisgaar tried not to fight Toki as much. Before, he could hold his own against the rhythm guitarist, but watching Toki kill someone made him very afraid of fighting him.
But now that the blonde man ceased his arguments a bit, he could slow down and see the real Toki, kind of like when they first met. The little Norwegian was just a sad, shy boy when they met. And really, he didn't change at all. Toki fought because he was weak on the inside, and he didn't want anyone to see it.
But Skwisgaar could see it, now that he left Toki alone and observed him. Skwisgaar also realized that… he wanted to protect Toki. He wanted the Norwegian to feel protected, also. He wanted to kiss his wounds and make him better, instead of fighting him and bringing him down.
Skwisgaar wanted to love Toki, so he wouldn't need to fight anymore.
Theme #10: 10th Anniversary
"Skwisgaar!" Toki shouted happily, barging into the lead guitarist's white room uninvited. Skwisgaar cringed at hearing that high voice that interrupted his private guitar playing.
"Toki, does you haves to be so louds?" Skwisgaar said quietly. He looked up at his gleeful band-mate, who was smiling a wide smile, and was holding a bucket of ice with a bottle of Smirnoff Vodka inside. "What's wit yous, huh?" He asked.
"Does you knows what today is, Skwisgaar?" Toki flopped down on the bed next to the blonde.
"Bes a Dildos Day?" Skwisgaar said, trying to go back to playing his Gibson.
"Nos, dat's not it." Toki said, a little peeved at the sarcastic answer. "You reallys don't knows?"
"No, Toki. Just tells me, alreadys." Skwisgaar was getting a little impatient.
"It's our tenths annisversary." Toki said. "We mets ten years ago!"
"Really? It's beens dat longs?" Skwisgaar looked at Toki, raising an eyebrow. "You'ves been countings?"
"No! Um…" Toki blushed. "Well, kind ofs…" He cleared his throat, thinking of how he could change the subject. "Um… Do yous remembers? Dat day?"
"Hm… ja…" Skwisgaar certainly did remember. The Dethklok guitarist was in a different band, then. He met Toki in a New York City bar. He remembered Toki's cute, innocent face and eyes. The Norwegian was just a virgin teenager, then. After that meeting, the brunette seemed to follow Skwisgaar everywhere, but he didn't mind. He somehow felt prone to protect Toki. At the time, he didn't understand it, but now he does. The Swede had fallen for Toki. He didn't realize it until ten years later.
Skwisgaar stopped his trip down memory lane, remembering that bottle of vodka Toki brought in. "What's ya got deres?"
"I thoughts we could celebrates it." Toki smiled, pouring a shot for himself and Skwisgaar. "Heres." He handed a glass to his band-mate.
"Just don'ts get too drunks, little Toki." Skwisgaar took the glass. "Wes gonna celebrates for reals after dis." He smirked, watching Toki nod as his face flushed pink.
"Tos our tenths annsiversary." Toki and Skwisgaar's shot-glasses met, and right afterwards, their lips.
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