After Arthur left Tino rushed to go fix his 'problem' and soon after started cleaning the house. Laundry, dishes, vacuuming, Peter's room and more he was busy with. He was so into cleaning he hadn't realized his phone ringing or the time that was flying by. When he did stop he saw the sun was already set and looked at the clock.

7:00pm

He decided he should take a shower and then get ready later for work. Upstairs he shed his clothes and walked into the shower, feeling all the grim and dust wash off him after a hard day of cleaning, relishing in it.

When he walked out and wrapped a towel on did he remember he hasn't checked his phone all day. When dried he put on his favorite briefs and a giant comfortable sweater along with his fuzzy brown-bear slippers. Glancing at his alarm clock he saw 30 minutes have passed. Tino started walking down the stairs to get his phone and have something eat when he heard knocking coming from his door.

Skeptically he approached the door and looked through the peep-hole to see the very tall, blonde Swedish teacher of Peter's.

'Shit! I forgot to tell him I don't need him tonight!' Tino mentally cursed himself. He quickly opened the door, forgetting his attire.

"Berwald! Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, I completely forgot to tell you Peter's with his father."

"Y'ah I tr'ed c'lling b't th're w's no 'nser 'nd P'ter w'sn't at school so I w's w'rried an came 'ver." Berwald glanced away, hand covering his cheeks because of a creeping blush on his face. Tino looked utterly adorable with that large sweater on and slippers. His bare, pale legs out in the open and in front of him made him want the shorter blond even more.

What Berwald didn't realize was Tino was blushing too. Not because he was embarrassed by his appearance but because he started noticing how very large Berwald's hands were. The very hands he was picturing this morning. The long fingers with wide palms leading into strong wrists. Along with those thin lips and sharp blue-green eyes.

The cocoons in his stomach hatched into hundreds of butterflies when looked at Berwald's other qualities such as his strong jaw line, high cheek bones and tall height. How he wanted to be under that height not just in a standing position but possibly on is back or stomach in a bed or on a table.

The silence was growing and growing when Berwald broke it in his nervousness.

"W'll I g'ess I'll be going."

"No!" Tino instinctively responded. Berwald looked back at him in surprise.

"I-I mean stay a bit. Until I have to go to work. Have you eaten? I'll make you dinner." Tino held the door out farther, gesturing for Berwald to come in. He nodded and walked in, taking his shoes off at the door. Tino lightly closed the door and walked to the kitchen, unknowingly being checked out by Mr. Ox.

"What would you like to eat?" Berwald walked in the kitchen and stood on the other side of the island looking a bit lost.

'You.' He thought cheesy, secretly.

"'nything."

"Hmmm. . ." Tino tapped a finger to his lips thinking.

"How about. . . a green bean casserole and lemon fish?"

"S'unds d'licious." Berwald smiled lightly making Tino flare up in a blush yet again.

"'ou 'kay? 'our f'ce is so r'd." Berwald walked closer to the Fin.

"I'm fine! Just the heat is all!" Tino tried laughing it off.

"But 'our in n'thing but th'at sw'ater and sl'ppers." Tino face went even darker at the sudden realization of his lack of clothing.

"Oh my gosh! Gah, I'm sorry! I'll go change!" He was about to hurry away when a something grabbed the cuff of his sleeve and heard and unfamiliar noise come from the usually quiet Swede. He's never heard it before and it melted all his self consciousness away. Berwald was laughing. Laughing at him. You would expect it to sound like a roar from a lion but it wasn't. At least not entirely. It caused Tino to laugh as well. And they both grew comfortable in each others presence again.

"'ou l'ok f'ne, b'autiful even." Tino looked up at him and both seemed surprised.

"You know, Peter said you called me 'booty-full'" He giggled. It was Berwald's turn to become red. But with the sultry look on Tino's face Berwald could tell that the Fin was enjoying being complimented.

"Th-th't too. 'ou do h've a n'ce bottom. . ." The look in Tino's eyes was something Berwald would thought he'd never actually seen but only dreamed of. They asked for him to say more and swallowed him in a purple abyss of lust.

"Hmmmm. . . Would you like to feel it?" He inched closer next to the taller blond, almost plastered against his chest. Normally Berwald would be taken aback by these actions but he wanted nothing more then to grab that ass since day one.

"'es."

Tino brought himself up on his tip-toes and gently placed one hand on Berwald's jaw and other raked through his hair, pulling him down into a slow, light but passionate kiss. They felt each others lips tempt, grind and suck each other. Then Berwald grew more confidence and licked Tino's bottom lip, asking for entrance while his hands snaked around to the smaller's rear.

The big hands that Tino so wanted felt up his butt, making him gasp and be taken over by the kiss. From passionate it soon grew hungry and before Tino knew it he was being lifted unto the kitchen island spreading his legs. They were like that for a while until he began unbuttoning Berwald's shirt while the other roamed under his huge sweater, teasing a nipple causing Tino to thrash around a little bit in pleasure. He couldn't remember the last time his body was this sensitive to touch especially since he just jerked off this morning.

'It's been too long' both of them thought.

After getting the first few buttons undone he leaned up and started sucking on Berwald's neck, making Berwald groan pull up Tino's sweater more, wanting to get it off. Tino broke away and was about to allow it went he saw the the time on the stove behind Berwald.

"Shit! I got to get to work!" Berwald turned around as well and regarded the clock. Pulling Tino's sweater back down he sighed in distaste, brows furrowing in frustration. Tino looked down an saw they were both starting to sport a bulge.

He slid off the counter of the island and got down on his knees, pulling Berwald's pants to his face.

"Wh-Wh'at're 'ou doing?"

"I can't leave you like this. It'll be quick, I-"

"No." Tino looked up at him surprised and a little bit frightened by the sudden negative response.

"L'ts take th's slow." Tino stayed there on the ground looking up at him.

"Like, dating? Boyfriend-boyfriend kind of thing?"

"'es."

Tino smiled so wide it just about hurt his face. He was so happy even though they're fun time was cut short by his work. Berwald bent down and hoisted him to his feet and pulled him into a bear hug. Tino returned it.

"Berwald, how come you're so amazing?"