Buried in Boxes... "The Clan" Comes Home...

[berwaldsverige]

It took all day and a lot of "tips" to moving men, but all of their belongings had been packed and moved to the new house. Berwald had Mads drive the new car to the new house and it looked tiny parked in the three car garage all by itself. Now however, Berwald was standing in what was now his and Tino's bedroom, surrounded by their boxes and he

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[tino_suomi]

It had been a stressful morning, making sure everything was packed properly, making sure all fragile things were moved correctly, and then the boxes not dropped or tripped over in the process

[berwaldsverige]

"It comes furnished because it costs and arm and a leg to import furniture to the island. So the builder's usually furnish as part of the building. This has never been lived it, I bought it from the builder." Berwald said still prone on the bed and just turning his face to look at his beautiful bed mate.

"Do you have my pills askling. I'm hurting."

[tino_suomi]

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot your meds. Hang on, they're in my bag." He said, propelling himself off mattress and wandering over to the bag that'd been tossed on the desk. "I didn't want them to get lost in the move." He said, tossing Berwald the bottle. "Let me go get you a glass of water to take those with." He smiled, so hyper about everything that he didn't sit still anywhere long enough to hear if Berwald needed anything added. Running back towards the kitchen he bumped into Mads (who hadn't taken his 'dope' today and was a little more coherent)

"Watch out short stake." He warned, holding tighter onto the box he'd almost dropped. "I'm gonna take some of Sigaurd's books into him so he can pick something to entertain himself with. You're excited hm?"

"Yeah aren't you?"

"I'm excited that I am going to be getting LOADED after we finish this move. Sorry that it's going to be mostly you me and Erik moving shit, what with the trold and fat ass gimpy and Siguard ready to die."

[berwaldsverige]

Berwald was laying on his back enjoying the beautiful tray ceiling detail while he waited for Tino to come back. Thankfully classes had been cancelled for the week and it was only Monday, almost Tuesday according to the bedside clock. It was already ten o'clock. It had been a really long past two days.

It had been a really long past WEEK since this all started.

It was starting to catch up to Berwald and overwhelm him a little. The pain wasn't helping. Tino couldn't get back fast enough.

[tino_suomi]

"Well, I didn't have the things to make arsoppa right this moment, so I made chicken soup... eeeeh... from a can... and we're having grilled cheese. It's late so I wanted it to be quick, easy, something everyone will eat, and more importantly it's fast and easy to clean up from. I'm going to go grocery shopping tomorrow so I can stock this kitchen up properly!" he was really excited about the chance to practice cooking. He had no time for the culinary club.

[berwaldsverige]

"Well the good thing is, you can WALK to the store from here in under five minutes. If we buy one of those personal grocery trolleys it will be really convenient."

[tino_suomi]

"Harhar, I'd look like an old lady!" He chortled, though he did understand that something like that would be incredibly handy. He only became more excited realizing his close proximity to the store that normally took him a half hour trolley ride there and back to reach. "Maybe I'll look into something like that. I'd like to be able to get groceries that fast, or literally be able to run back if I forgot something without the trolley ride." He smiled, bringing a few more sandwiches off the stove and putting them on a plate with some soup and handing it to Mads. "For Siguard."

The Dane obeyed and went to deliver the food to his lovey, and just as he was coming back- "Ivan and Erik." He handed Mads two more plates.

"I wanna eat too!" The Dane whimpered.

"You will. You next, then me. Cook eats last. Waiter second to last."

"I demand tips."

"Here's a tip for you. More walky less talk you'll eat faster."

"Damn you're a kitchen Fuhrer."

"Hustle your bustle."

[berwaldsverige]

Berwald just chuckled and inhaled his supper. They were naturally farther away from campus here and a second car would be needed to shuttle them all back and forth from school because it was only a ten minute drive to school or a thirty minute trolley ride with all the stops. But they'd manage until then, right now he was hungry and his mind was on eating, not thinking.

"TiTi will you bring me a glass of ice water please beautiful?" Berwald called from the table. He detested being "Gimpy" and with crutches carrying anything was nigh on impossible. Especially a glass full of liquid.

[tino_suomi]

He moaned, "Oh you're mean." He sighed, squirming a little in the sensation. "I... I want... oh please touch it Berwald!" He begged. Berwald could make the Finn lose all that 'masculine dignity' in a moment. He would beg and moan like a little slut if it meant that he could get Berwald to touch him and take him to heaven.

[berwaldsverige]

That was far enough... Berwald knew just how far to push Tino before he let his lover "off the hook" and didn't force him out of his shyness any further. He had come such a long way and each time they came a little bit further.

Berwald complied and let his lips claim his petite lover. Oh the noises Tino made were nearly as delicious to Berwald's ears as his taste was to his lips.

Berwald would bring him to the edge and let him back down again over and over until he took pity and Tino's cries grew strained and he was begging for release.

Fingers clenching and un-clenching in Berwald's short hair.

Berwald let him fall and he cherished every last whimper as he licked his lips and kissed his way back up Tino's body.

"You're so beautiful when you let go. I will never get tired of you. I love you."

[tino_suomi]

"Raka... Rakastan... ...S-Sinua." He breathed, his cloudly eyed fluttering lazily open. "Mmm." He hummed with a smile. "You ready for your turn?" his expression blissed out, but still impish. He pushed himself up with his elbows to capture the Swede's lips once more.

[berwaldsverige]

"You know I'll take whatever you give me Askling and cherish it." Berwald purred Rolling onto his back and pulling Tino onto his chest to savor the kiss. It was amazing how wantonly needy he had become after just a week of just stolen kisses.

He had it BAD for one Finnish marvel.

[tino_suomi]

"That sounds like probably the best birthday ever." He sighed happily. Kissing Berwald on the corners of his mouth. "Tell me when your birthday is. You've avoided the subject every time I hint at it." He said, hoping to take advantage of Berwald's lack of brain blood.

[berwaldsverige]

"Oh you are persistent. Devil. Fine. It's June 6th. Exactly six months to the day before yours. Happy now?" Berwald replied closing his eyes and drinking in the affection Tino was lavishing upon him currently.

[tino_suomi]

"Heh." Tino smirked his lips against the Swede's cheek. "It was written in the stars then. I love you Rakas..." He coaxed the Swede to lay down so they could snuggle a little longer.

[berwaldsverige]

Berwald pulled the blanket over them as they snuggled into their sinfully comfortable and newly christened bed. This would be their first night in their new home together.

Berwald curled around Tino as best he could with his bad leg. "You are my star Askling. I'm still amazed every time you tell me you love me. I think even when I'm old and gray I'm still going to feel this way about you. You're my soul Ti."

Berwald gently ran his fingers up and down Tino's arms as they snuggled together buried under the covers.

[mathias_danmark]

Mads laid in his bed across the hall, Siguard fast asleep hours before. Mads couldn't sleep. He'd been listening too hard. "Oh thank god I think it's over." He muttered.