"That looks like everything." said Tino as he placed a suitcase onto the all too familiar oatmeal colored carpet of his apartment.
Berwald grunted in affirmative. He had brought in three suitcases at once, in spite of Tino's protest that he had use of his leg again and could, in fact, carry his own luggage. That was just Berwald's personality, it seemed. The big man had an almost religious reverence for Tino's body and its safety. It would be annoying if Tino weren't so smitten.
Tino's neck was hit with a hot puff of air and a lingering touch of chapped lips. The sound that came out of his mouth was something between a startled gasp and a satisfied moan. Tino moved his hand to catch in Berwald's short, flax colored hair.
"We just got in the door, Ber!" Tino said with a voice that was sprinkled gently with laughter.
Berwald lifted his mouth to the edge of Tino's ear. "Can' help it." he said before going back to Tino's neck.
It was then that Tino decided that the awkward timing didn't matter at all. The suitcases could wait: his pants were feeling far too restrictive at the moment. If the poking that he felt against his lower back was any indication, Berwald was having the same problem.
"Ber, may I turn around please?" Tino hoped that he didn't sound desperate. He had waited so long for his body to be up to the task of love making, and to be frank, hadn't been in bed with a man in a very long time.
As he turned around to face Berwald, Tino decided that the Viking was the only man that he wanted to do this with. He wrapped his arms around Berwald's wide shoulders as he felt a rough hand lift his chin. Berwald's face was so close that he and Tino were sharing breath. All at once, Berwald shut his arctic eyes and brought their lips together. Now, without the awkward possibility of family members walking in on them, Tino and Berwald could be as passionate as they wanted. Tino sank his teeth into Berwald's lower lip just hard enough to let the giant know what he wanted. Berwald parted his lips and the kiss became more heated and intense than before. Tino's hands had migrated up to Berwald's head and made a mess of his hair. Berwald's much larger hands gripped Tino's rear, pulling him even closer than before. Tino began moving his hips in a circular motion against Berwald's. The giant then broke the kiss and pushed Tino against the nearest wall.
"Ouch." Tino hissed as his back made contact with said wall.
Berwald frowned, "Didn' mean ta' hurt ya'."
Tino reached up caress one of Berwald's cheek, "Don't apologize, if anything, it turns me on that you're being so dominant." Tino smiled, and he imagined that Berwald could probably detect the wicked smolder hidden beneath it.
Berwald broke into a full, mischievous grin, a rare sight, and hoisted Tino over one of his massive shoulders. "How d' ya like that?" he said, chuckling a bit at Tino's startled squeak.
After recovering from the shock of being hoisted up so suddenly, Tino laughed and replied, "Get that Rite Aid bag and carry me to the bedroom."
Berwald walked over to the kitchen table and pulled a white tube of KY Jelly from the bag. Tino had stopped and purchased it on the way back to the apartment, knowing full well that it would be needed very soon.
Thankfully, the bedroom itself was only a few feet away from the kitchen.
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Tino let loose a loud groan. He looked up at Berwald, whose cold blue eyes were staring intensely into his. Berwald was moving harder and faster with every passing second. Berwald was working hard: his muscles rippled and flexed with every movement. Tino felt the fire in his belly grow hotter as Berwald stretched and pleasured him oh-so-perfectly. It was a good thing that he and Berwald lived alone, because Tino couldn't keep his moans quiet.
Mid thrust, Berwald brought his lips to Tino's ear. "Ya like that?" he asked. Tino could feel him smirk against the shell of his ear.
Tino opened his mouth, unsure of whether he would be able to give a coherent answer. He felt air force its way out of his lungs and make a noise that sounded like "God yes!" He was so hard, so close, just a little more…..
Berwald's body went ridged. The stoic man threw back his head and let out a loud moan and thrusted a few more times before falling slack.
Tino wasn't far behind. The pleasure that Berwald had given him peaked and exploded. It wasn't long until they both stopped moving.
The two lay panting for a moment or two, their foreheads touching. Tino stroked the expanse of Berwald's back and planted a kiss on his forehead.
"That was wonderful." he said.
Berwald kissed Tino's lips before rolling off and grabbing a handful of tissues out of the blue box on the wooden nightstand. It looked like he was going to clean them both off before slipping into an afternoon nap.
Tino felt his eyelids drooping. He wasn't surprised to be tired, Berwald had given it to him hard and there was no doubt that his muscles would be sore the next day. But something wasn't right. The room was fading and he couldn't feel his body any more. A vision was coming.
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The spring sun chased away the darkness of winter, as well as all of the ice. The glittering crust that sat atop the sea for so many months began to dissolve, making it possible for the great, dragon headed ship to take Berwald far away.
When the day finally came, there was a great commotion. Men, women, and children, some of them sobbing at the loss of their temporary foreign family members, helped the Vikings pack the ship for a long journey. On a small cliff overlooking the water, some distance away from the others, Tino and Berwald stood face to face.
"Promise me that you will return, my husband." Tino said, shuffling his feet against the pebbled ground.
Berwald pulled Tino close. Their hearts beat together. "I will, same t'me next y're." After pressing a quick, soft kiss to Tino's lips, he added, "I promise."
Tino brushed a tear from his cheek. "Bring the little one, too. My sisters will love a new playmate."
"I will bring Sven. When I r'turn, I will be here to st'y. Forever."
The lovers leaned in and shared the most intense kiss either of them had ever experienced. After they broke the kiss, and Berwald turned to leave, Tino grabbed hold of the back of Berwald's indigo tunic. He said nothing, but his violet eyes were sparkling with moisture. Berwald gripped Tino's hand and gently pulled it off. He then knelt down and kissed it.
"I promise." he said before going down to the shore to join the rest of his comrades.
As Berwald's boat floated away, Tino could do nothing but watch the great wooden dragon's head disappear over the curved horizon.
He would have to wait one more year before he could hold Berwald again.
XxXx
"W'fe, wake up." Berwald's deep, rich voice awoke Tino. He opened his eyes to see his handsome husband leaning over him, cleaning his motionless body with a warm wash cloth.
"Berwald," Tino said, "How long was I asleep?"
""bout twenty minutes." the big man replied, "Ya need a glass o' water?"
"No, I'm fine." replied Tino. He wrapped his arm around Berwald's neck. He was glad to be able to touch him.
Tino then pulled Berwald down and kissed him harder than he thought possible. He was there, tangible and achingly beautiful.
They broke their kiss. "Don't EVER leave me again!" cried Tino.
Berwald frowned. "You remembered." He stroked a strand of sweaty hair out of Tino's eye.
"Yes," replied Tino, "and you do too?"
"'s one of the memories that's intact. Could never forget havin' t' leave ya."
"And you won't have to leave me ever again." said Tino.
XxXx
The following day was Monday, meaning that Tino had to return to work. Tino's father had called the previous night, asking if Berwald could stay and do some woodcarving with him. Tino, of course, was happy to drop Berwald off that morning. It was nice for Tino to see that the man that his father had initially tried to scare off had become his friend. On top of that, neighbors had begun to take notice of Berwald's craftsmanship and abilities. His parents' neighbor from down the street, a Japanese man named Kiku Honda, had commissioned a small coffee table for his living room. It seemed that Berwald was on the verge of starting what could be considered a small business. Since Tino didn't have the proper carving tools in his apartment, he was happy that his father was willing to lend Berwald some of his. He was even more pleased to see that Berwald was starting to assimilate into his new environment.
Elizabeta beamed the moment Tino entered the studio. Her petite hands flew as she asked him numerous questions, many of which revolved around Tino's health and "Big, Blond Boy Toy". In spite of his boss' exuberant antics, Tino managed to get back to work without a hitch.
XxXx
Before he could press the unlock button on his key fob, Tino noticed Emil standing in front of his car. They boy was breathing heavily and held a small, blue bottle in his hands.
"Is that the memory elixir?" asked Tino, hoping, for the sake of his sanity, that it was.
Emil nodded, and his silver hair bobbed with his head. "Yep, take it." he said.
Tino grinned and took the bottle. "What's Lukas doing?" he asked, hoping for an explanation as to why his friend hadn't come along.
"Mathias, that's what, er, who he's doing."
"No wonder you're out of breath!" said Tino, laughing, "You had to run away from your embarrassing brother. Wanna go with me to pick up Berwald?"
Emil shuffled backwards, "No, thank you. I'm afraid I have someplace to go."
It was then that Tino realized that he was old enough for a seventeen-year-old boy to deem him "uncool".
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((A/N: Hello everybody! Sorry about the long wait! I'm pleased to tell you all that this fanfic is just three chapters away from completion! Thank you all so much for your continued readership! Barring any changes to my schedule, I should have this thing done within the next two weeks.
On a side note, the alternate title for this chapter is "That Awkward Moment when You Literally Pass Out After Sex".))