||Norway - Tord & Tom's Home||

December 17. Today was December 17.

Tom's eyes fluttered, the dim lights creating an illusion of fireflies for him. He turned his head, the scent of his alpha pulling him back to reality. Tom let out a soft whimper, Tord running his fingers through his hair.

Tord nuzzled against Tom, squeezing the Omega's hand. "It's okay Thomas, keep on pushing love. Just two more to go." He purred, looking down at his mate. Tom let out a grunt of pain, arching forward, huffing as he began to give push out the fourth child. He bit down on nothing until Patryk squeezed in a wad of cloth in between Tom's teeth to clench on, drool dribbling out from the side of his mouth.

Tord cooed praises and encouraging words to Tom as his Omega cried and screamed through the excruciating experience.

The cries of a child echoed the room, Tom whimpering softly as he leaned his head back. Tord exchanged glances with Paul, before exhaling a sharp breath. "Just one more..." Tord purred, kissing the side of Tom's face, wiping away the sweat. Paul passed the newborn to Patryk who in return left to room to put the baby in the nursery.

Tom let out another scream, feeling Tord hold him close as he began to push out the last child. Tom squirmed into Tord's grasp, letting out a sob as he pushed out the last child.

He panted and whimpered, hearing the final cry of his child. Tord hushed the small baby that was now in his hands, holding the child close to him before settling his child in between his mate's arms. He kissed Tom's head softly, before smiling. "It's a boy," He purred nuzzling against Tom. Tom let out a raspy purr, leaning his head back onto the pillow. His eyelids felt heavy, as he drifted off to sleep.

Tom's older sister Tamara peeked her head in, looking at the new addition warmly. She made her way over to the bed, tilting her head to see the child. "He's beautiful." She purred, smiling when she saw her nephew stir.

Tord bolstered with pride, puffing his chest up as he looked at his tiny son. "Indeed," He purred before scooping his son from his sleeping mate's arms. "I'll go put him in the nursery with his brother's and sister's." Tamara nodded, taking a seat beside Tom as she ran her fingers through the mess of her brother's hair.

Tord walked down the newly-painted halls before taking a turn into the nursery. The room was a soft gray with lavender stripes, gray clouds hanging from the ceiling as decor. There was a big stuffed animal of a black and purple monster who sat nicely on the rocking chair. There was one big crib that was custom made for a litter of 5.

The crib was made out of cherry-wood and painted a dark soothing black. In the middle of the crib was Tord's family crest engraved into it. Lace and satin blankets peaked out from the top of the crib. Above the crib was a curtain hoovering, protect the pups from bright lights that could disturb their sleep. Leaning forward, Tord nestled his tiny son into the pile of his siblings.

He tilted his head smiling, examining each and every one of his child's unique features. Some looked like Tom, Some looked like Tord, others looked like a mix.

Kuro, the oldest was born with a patch of maple brown hair on her head, sticking out in all directions. She had Tom's eyes, but they looked so lovely on her. Her skin was a flushed tan like she was blessed by the sun to have such gorgeous skin.

Then there was the twins, Toffee and Harvard. Their hair was dark like the wood on the tall hickory trees, making their skin look paler than it actually was. They both had rosy cheeks and red noses. They seemed to take more towards Tord's appearance, having silver eyes and two little points sticking from their heads.

Then there was his youngest daughter, Mira. She too had maple brown hair, but it was slicked down straight. Her skin tone was in between the golden tan and pale ivory of her parents. From the glance Tord received when she was awake, she had black eyes with silver glowing pupils. A new kind of beautiful eyes that would run in the family.

Tord's eyes laid on the newest addition, nudging the pup closer to his siblings.

His little Nikolai.

He was born with dark hickory hair and tanned skin. His cheeks were flushed a golden color, as he neared closer to his siblings. He had one silver eye and one black eye. His messy hair stuck up in all directions, but the feature that was very obvious was the way the two points on his head settled like horns.

Tord was lost in thought, staring at his newly born children. After some time, he got off his knees and began to walk back to Tom's room. Paul and Patryk looked up at Tord before Paul pulled Tord into a tight embrace. "I'm happy for you sir."

Tord cracked a smile, patting Paul's back. Patryk let out a soft sigh. "If it's alright with you sir... May we head back home?"

Tord nodded, smiling. "Yes, of course. Thank you two so much for helping out Tom. It means a lot to him- and me." He chuckled, hugging them goodbye. He led them to the door, waving as they pulled out of the driveway and drove off. He closed the door and checked that the locks were on before checking the windows downstairs as well. He glanced over to Tamara who was making her way downstairs to the couch. "Do you need any pillows or blankets?" He asked calmly, looking at his mate's older sister. She shook her head, rustling through her bag. "Nah, I came prepared."

Tord nodded, heading towards the stairs. "I'll be in my room if you need me."

Tamara gave him a thumbs up, as the alpha went up to the room where his mate rested in. Carefully moving his mate the cleaner side of the bed, Tord placed a towel over the spot where slick and bodily fluids were present at. Laying his body next to Tom, he spooned the resting omega, before drifting off to sleep.

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Tom woke up to an aching pain in his legs, his eyes fluttering open to see his mate hovering over him. "I made you some muscle relaxing tea, love." He cooed, running his fingers through his mates hair. Tom cracked a smile, pulling Tord into a sweet kiss. "I love you." He rasped, the alpha smiling warmly at his mate. "I love you too, my little spitfire."

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The day seemed to go by slow for Tom, his lower regions feeling as if they had been torn in half. His mate had to help him bathe, to clean himself of all the click and fluids on him, while his sister changed the sheets. By early afternoon, Tamara said her goodbyes and left, leaving the couple to bond with their new additions.

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Tord walked into the master bedroom, seeing the 5 pups curled up against Tom's side. He let out a purr, before climbing onto the bed and curling behind his mate, spooning his omega closer to him. He buried his nose into Tom's hair, his eyes fluttering as he drifted off into a nap.

Life was perfect.

After Tord had found out that Tom was pregnant, he ushered for him to move in with him. Edd and Matt were against the idea at first, but when they learned of what happened, they became welcoming to the thought.

They got married soon after Tom moved in, inviting only close friends and family to the wedding, Tom's request.

2 months later, Tord had gotten a promotion at his job and moved to Norway as part of it. He took his mate with him, and they settled into a nice home that was on the outskirts of Oslo. Paul and Patryk also moved to Norway with the new couple, bringing their 3-month-old son with them. They didn't live too far away, they were only 15 minutes away.

Tord had already met all of Tom's family by the time he was 8 months pregnant, his family occasionally visiting to see them. It was also during the 8th month when Tom and Tord found out that Edd was expecting a litter as well.

The two omegas(Edd and Tom) spent hours on the phone, Edd asking Tom questions since he was experienced enough.

When Tom became closer to his due-date, his older sister Tamara flew into Norway to stay for the birth. Originally Tord wanted them to go to a hospital, but Tom was highly against the idea of strangers looking in between his legs - So he dialed Paul and Patryk to come over.

The birth of their children was a rough and rocky road, Tom passing out multiple times and the threat of them having to call an ambulance rose up. Tord thanked the gods that Tom was fine and was able to push through the intense labor.

Despite all the heartaches through the years and all the pain they have endured for the last 9 months to the past 9 years, nothing could beat having the satisfaction of having Tom in his arms with his pups by his side.

A/N: Ahhh it's finished. it's done! Finito! Hope ya enjoyed it.