From the Air to the Earth [Metalocalypse, Skwistok]
The world's in mourning after Nathan destroys their new album, and Skwisgaar's having a crisis of confidence over recording something less than perfect. Toki... helps.
Ugh. This isn’t actually sex, this is some kind of bid for an apology. Fine, Skwisgaar thinks. “All right. I didn’ts mean that, Toki,” he says, sighing. “You’s not bad at everything. Now can you just—” Toki leans over Skwisgaar and cuts his words off with a kiss. His hair falls over Skwisgaar’s face as his lips move to Skwisgaar’s ear, nipping at the lobe. “Ams definitely not perfect,” he whispers.
It's a silly smut fic about Toki teasing Skwisgaar, on AO3.










