A Hunting I Will Go...

[mathias_danmark]

"A hunting I will go, hi-ho the dairy-oh a hunting I will go." Mads sang in the brisk morning air as he approached Tino and Berwald's hut and banged obnoxiously on the door. "WAKE UP SVENK, Short-Stuff! Today we bring back food for squaws and little braves."

Tino's groggy voice could be heard from within. "You better be calling me Little Brave

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[berwaldsverige]

"My metabolism is too high. I think my stomach just turns food into muscle. Besides, I'm the one with the chubby fetish. If anyone in this relationship is going soft, it's not going to be me." Berwald chuckled reaching over to grab Tino and pull him into his lap, where he wrapped arms around Tino's belly... Berwald's "Territory" and squeezed

[tino_suomi]

"Hmmm, don't shut up. And wanting all that lovely stuff isn't gay. It's amazing. My parents wanted all of that and they're a straight couple. But yes, you are so gay, but on your own merits." He purred, stretching his neck and the muscles of his back, as though he could elongate the canvas of flesh for Berwald to lavish attention on.

"Tell me more about someday. I want to dress our kids in matching outfits and take them to get their pictures taken. Little sailor suits. And there will be summer festivals with the family and dragging them to Denmark for the viking games with Onkel-never-repeat-what-he-says-Mathias." He purred, shifting around to offer more of his skin to be smothered with affections.

[berwaldsverige]

"I am never, NEVER, leaving any of our children alone with that bastard... ever. Although beating Mads at his own Viking games while our kids watch? oh yes. That I am all for." Berwald chuckled as he leaned back to get comfortable and pulled Tino back to use his chest as a back rest.

"How about someday we both skinny dip in that lake some summer midnight when everyone is asleep?"

[tino_suomi]

"Oh, now you know Mads would never ever hurt or do anything that would allow our kids to come to any harm. Worse come to worse he's where they'll learn how to swear properly... if they haven't already learned it from me." He chortled, leaning his head back against the thick shoulder and relaxing his muscles.

"And that there doesn't sound like a someday that has to be too far off." Berwald probably couldn't see it, but Tino's voice belayed the wink he gave his bearded viking fleshy throne.