Eventually, they both left the wedding as it started to die down, grabbing a cab to go back to his parent's place. Mathias sighed, blinking when he felt the Norwegian lean against him, glancing down to see her with her eyes closed. "Tired?"

"Little bit." She mumbled with a slight nod.

"We'll be home soon." He assured, moving to wrap an arm around her, his hand rubbing her shoulder. H-hey now Mat, why are you blushing...?

He wasn't though! (Hope she didn't noticed, that'd be so uncool…)

She reddened slightly, feeling his thumb rub her coat-covered arm. Th-thank God they were in a cab in the middle of the night, if he noticed the blush, she would never hear the end of it.

They rode in silence together, and soon arrived to his parents place once again. After paying for the cab, they slipped out, Svana hugging herself in the chilly night air as he searched for his keys. Once he found them and opened the door, she stepped in after him, shutting the door and locking it before she took off her coat and hung it up.

Mathias did the same, talking off his shoes as well as he yawned, blinking when the Norwegian scurried past him to the bathroom. Ah… okay then…?

Svana held her hand over her nose as she made a beeline to the bathroom, closing the door and going to the sink. Removing her hand, she noticed a bit of blood on her hand, glancing at the mirror to see it running slowly out of her nose. Cursing lightly to herself, she grabbed some tissue and wiped it away, tilting her head up as she pitched her nose. This was the second time she had randomly gotten a nosebleed recently, God damn it!

"Yo Svan , you alright?" Mathias asked as he knocked lightly on the door.

"J-ja, I'm fine. Just got an eyelash in my eye." She made up quickly as she attempted to sound like she wasn't plugging up her nose.

"Okay. I'll be in the room." He said as he went off, rubbing the back of his neck. Man, he should go to bed already, he was tired and drunk. And he was getting weird thoughts in his head. Which involved Svana… come on Mat! He smacked his cheeks lightly in a vain attempt to clear his head, stumbling slightly before he caught himself. He began to remove his clothing once he had entered his room and turned on the light, setting them on a dresser before until he was down to his boxers. He yawned again, going to his bathroom to brush his teeth.

Svana soon left the main bathroom, going to Mathias' room. She head him humming in his own bathroom, and took this opportunity to change into her own sleepwear. She grabbed her shirt and shorts, reaching for the zipper and frowning. Fuck, how the hell was she even suppose get this? And while a bit drunk! Stupid, pretty article of clothing… "Mathias."

"Ja?" He mumbled, poking his head out of the bathroom, toothbrush in his mouth.

"Can you unzip my dress? I can't reach the stupid thing." She asked as she walked over.

"Ja, one sec." He nodded before going back to finish up and rinse out his mouth, not noticing the Norwegian looking him over. I-I mean, wh-what? What a silly thing for her to do! I-If she was doing it! (And she totally was.) She turned around once he reached for a towel, pulling her hair over her shoulder as she waited for him. She felt him place a large hand on her shoulder, the other taking the zipper and pulling it down.

"Thanks." She nodded once she felt the dress loosen a bit, feeling his fingers playing with the strap on her shoulder.

"No prob." He said, eyes wandering her back and noting that she wasn't wearing a bra. His fingers letting go of the zipper, but lingered at her lower back.

She bit her lip, tilting her head up to look at him over her shoulder. "Ah… I need to get dressed."

"Uh, you are dressed."

"In my pyjamas, you idiot." She snorted up at him.

"Lame." he grinned lazily at her, blinking as he noticed a bit of blood near her nose. "Ah, you're bleeding." He said, removed his hand to tap his nose.

He hand immediately shot up to her nose, covering it as she felt the blood. Shit! She cursed as she moved past him to the bathroom, grabbing more tissue paper before pressing it to her nose.

"You alright, Svan?" He asked, looking at her reflection.

"Y-yes, it's just a little nosebleed, I guess…" She said, making a point to sound normal. I mean, people randomly got nosebleeds all the time, she was fine! "Really random." Guess she should have held it longer the first time.

"Why are ya getting a nosebleed?" He asked, furrowing his brow.

"People get random nosebleeds all the time. Maybe it was all the dancing and alcohol." She shrugged as she tilted her head up.

The only time he had ever gotten a nosebleed was the time he broke his nose by playing hockey… and never after that. But he was drunk, so he nodded. "Maybe. Drinking, partying and having fun isn't something you're use to, after all."

"I'll give you a bloody nose." She frowned in the mirror, blowing her nose before grabbing more tissue paper to do it again. Okay… it seemed to have stopped. She tossed out the used tissues, washing her hands before walking past him, holding her dress in place.

"Oh yeah, you're fine." He chuckled, moving to lie down on his bed.

She rolled her eyes, grabbing her sleepwear and turning her back to him before stripping on the dress. S-she had no reason to be embarrassed, with their job and living together. (She was also a bit drunk, and didn't care as much.) But she didn't noticing his eyes wandering as she pulled on her shorts and the shirt she wore to bed. She set her dress into her case, before going to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash off her makeup.

Mathias sat up and watched her, leaning against the headboard with his hands cupping the back of his head as he heard her in the bathroom. He closed his eyes, yawning before he felt her push him lightly. "Ugh, what?"

"Don't take up the whole damn bed." She frowned, pushing him a bit.

"It's my bed."

"We have to share it." Obviously!

He chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist to pull her closer, her stopping once her legs hit the edge. "Ja, ja, I know."

"What are you doing?" She asked, raising a brow at him.

"Hugging you."

"Will you just move over? I'm tried." She sighed in slight frustration.

"Fiiiiiiiiine." he sighed dramatically, unwrapping his arms to move over to the side he liked to sleep on, watching as she crawled in beside him, turning her back to him.

"Night." She said once she was comfortable. Ah, bed. You are wonderful. She closed her eyes once he turned off the lights, frowning when she felt him move closer and wrap his arm around her waist again. "What are you doing…?"

"Going to bed." He mumbled against her bed, sighing contently, inhaling the scent of her hair.

"Do you mind not holding onto me?" She resisted a shudder when she felt his breath on her neck.

"I don't mind holding you." He grinned.

She frowned, turning her head to look over her shoulder as he lifted his head slightly. "Well, I do mind."

"Come on, it ain't that bad." He assured, his eyes glancing over her features as his eyes adjusted to the dark. He could feel her breath against his jaw…

"Why are you so touchy?" She huffed lightly.

"Hey, we almost kissed earlier." He stated.

She blinked, reddening at the random reminder. It was true, they had almost kissed, and then it was slightly awkward after that. She had ran off to the bathroom in embarrassment, and then had taken her time in getting back to him. And he had started to talk to a cousin before she returned. And then it was never mentioned.

"S-so what? That's an almost." She assured.

"Ja, but I just remembered." he said, as he was glancing at her lips. Did she notice?

She was waiting for her eyes to readjusted to the darkness, but she felt him tighten his hold around her, his breath against her skin. Ah… "W-well, why bring it up?"

He paused, a hand rubbing her stomach, feeling the material of her shirt before leaning down and pressing his lips to hers.

She blinked at that, hesitating before closing her eyes and returning the kiss. Woah, hey, wait, what are you doing?! And what are you doing, Mathias? Hmmm?

He grinned a bit, moving a bit closer as he kissed her when she responded. About time, he had spent almost all night thinking about that! And started drinking a bit more to calm his nerves and get his mind off of it, and she had done the same.

She turned her body once her neck started to get uncomfortable, never breaking their kiss as she did.

Mathias felt her roll over, moving to push her onto her back, hovering over her.

"Mat... we need to get up early tomorrow..." Svana mumbled against his lips, feeling him pressing himself against her.

"Ja, I know..." He murmured, licking her lower lip before moving to kiss her neck, grinning as she shuddered slightly.

She tilted her head, feeling his warm lips against her skin. okay, come on Svan, you've both been drinking and this may get awkward tomorrow. "Mat..."

He nipped lightly, working on a mark before he felt her hands reach to cup his face, letting her bring his head up.

"We should go to bed..." She managed, feeling her neck tingle where his lips had been. Damn it, she really didn't want to stop him, wanted to wait and see what he would do. To run her fingers through his hair and pant and want more as he- o-okay...! But they should stop... I-it's for the best.

He couldn't hide his look of disappointment, even in the dark. "I don't wanna stop..."

Damn, she really didn't either. "But we should... we've both have been drinking, and It's late..." She stated, feeling his hand on her waist, his fingers playing with the thin fabric of with the hem of her shirt, knuckles brushing against her skin beneath. She bit her lip.

"So...?

"We'll regret this tomorrow."

"So?" he repeated, a hand slipping under her shirt, feeling the smooth flesh of her stomach, his touch making her skin tingle. "You want to."
She huffed, feeling his fingers against her stomach and waist. "I-I do not...!"down She asssured quickly.

"Nej...?"

"..."

She hesitated, and that was all he needed to lean down and kiss her again, more passionate and demanding from the first one. Mathias slipped his tongue between her lips, his hands wandering when she responded. She ran her fingers through his spiky hair, wrapping her arms around his neck as she returned the kiss, holding herself against him.

He let his hands wander her skin, feeling her stomach and moving up to her ribs before he reached a breast. His hand covered her, groping and feeling as he felt a nipple begin to harden. He grinned against her lips, feeling her arch her back slightly.

She sighed against his lips, feeling his hands under her shirt. She nipped his lip gently, moving to kiss his neck, her fingers running through his hair and gripping a shoulder as his hands moved and groped, pinching and feeling.

He worked his fingers on a nipple, moving to her other breast to do that same. Breath hitching when he felt her kiss and nip his neck. He took his hand away from her chest, fingers tracing her skin, moving lower, slipping into her shorts before he began to rub her between her legs. He grinned when he felt her let out a shaky breath, feeling her hips move slightly. "You're wet, Svan…"

"Shut up." She managed when his thumb found her clit. She felt her cheeks redden, moving a leg and rubbing her knee against his crotch. "And you're hard."

"Can ya blame me?" He smirked, pressing his fingers against her as he thumbed her clit when she rubbed his crotch though his boxers with her knee. Okay, fuck all this! He was drunk and horny! He moved to kiss her again, full of passion and lust as he removed his hand from her shorts, moving to slip her shorts and underwear off, her legs moving and accidentally (yeah, right, sure. We'll go with that) pressing on his groin. He groaned in her mouth, tossing her clothing away before his hands roamed her legs before he felt her push him back.

She broke the kiss when she pushed him over, getting him on his back and moving over him. She sat herself in his lap, hands on his chest as she felt him beneath his silk boxers.

The Dane blinked, grinning to see that she was just as impatient as he was to get this going. He sat up, taking the hem of her shirt and pulling it over he head before tossing it elsewhere.

"You're impatient." She snorted lightly, shaking her head a bit once she was completely naked, grinding herself down against him.

He groaned, pushing his hips up against her as he kiss her ear. "You're just as bad." He smirked when he felt her hands at the waist of his boxers.

"Lift your hips."

He did so, helping her push them down before they too were on the floor or bed or wherever. He looked her over, making out the outline of her body in the dark as his hands went back to her hips, feeling her hips before she began to take him in. He groaned softly, feeling her grasp his shoulders as he helped push into her. Hot and tight and goddamn!

She gripped his shoulders as she took his length in, panting softly. G-God he felt so big and good inside her. She paused once he was fully in, readjusting herself before she lifted herself up, and pushed down again.

Groaning, he tightened his hold on her, capturing her lips once again as he began to move his hips. He felt her arms wrap around his neck, holding herself against him as they moved together. He nipped her bottom lip, earning a gasp and grinned to himself.

She felt muscle and skin beneath her touch, her nails digging into his shoulders as she bounced in his lap. She shuddered when he moved to kiss her neck, breath hitching when he nipped her skin as she panted against his ear. "Harder…"

"Softer…?" He smirked, keeping the pace as he worked on a mark.

"Harder." She frowned, grounding herself against him.

He ground his hips against hers as he pushed up at that. His hands leaving bruising touches on her hips as he pushed her down to meet with him. He continued to thrust up into her, pushing her hair over a shoulder as he cupped the back of her head. He heard her panting, felt her breath against his ear, her body against his.

She panted heavily, burying her face into his neck and inhaling his scent. She tightened her grip on him as she soon felt her release beginning to form, letting out a small gasp when he hit just the right spot inside of her., groaning softly. "R-right there…!"

He figured she was getting close, and he moved to kiss her again, passionate and needy as he thrusted up. He grinned when he eventually felt her shudder and sigh out his name against his lips when she hit her orgasm, her muscles tightening around him as she gripped onto him. He held her close, thrusting hard and fast as he felt his own orgasm building. He soon reached his climax, stilling and groaning out Danish. They both eventually stopped, panting heavily and bodies slick with sweat. He grinned, pushing his hair out of his face, before giving her a small, sweet kiss.