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Snap Judgment	By : FlayraDowitcher Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 1434 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 11
- 12
- 13
***Warnings: Hardcore yaoi, language, mild humor
***Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. I'm making no money off of this fic.
Chapter 12
The next morning, Ivan woke up to find that his arms were vacant of a warm body. Gilbert was still in bed with him but sprawled out while snoring loudly. Ivan tried to move way from the arm that was sprawled across his neck and found himself rolling right out of bed. He landed on the floor with a yelp, pulling most of the sheets down with him. He didn't know that his little rabbit had taken up the entire bed and throughout the night had slowly pushed him to the edge. Gilbert would be forgiven. Ivan stood up and fixed the sheets, making sure to covering up the snoring man fully. He had to gently lift the foot that was hanging out from the bed and tuck it under. Then he went over to the window and moved the curtains slightly, peeking out to see if anyone was around. Ivan let out a sigh of relief when he saw nothing unusual. He put on his robe and slippers to make his way to the kitchen where he found Francis fully dressed and sipping a cup of coffee at the table. Antonio was still asleep by the door, sprawled out on his sleeping bag with Mandy beside him. The Spanish man was another one snoring off the alcohol.
"Good morning." Francis greeted him. "How's Gilbert? I made some coffee."
"Thank you. And he's sound asleep right now." Ivan poured himself a cup. "I know he had a lot of fun last night with you two. It was nice of you both to come."
"Oh, pleasure was all ours! It was like old times before Gilbert hooked up with Mr. Wonderful. Then we were barely allowed to see him at all."
Ivan took a seat. "I think I'll call Alfred while Gilbert is still sleeping. Alfred was supposed to patrol the building last night and look for the bastard. I haven't received a text or a call, so I can assume he found nothing. But I rather be sure and hear it for myself."
"I agree. Better safe than sorry." Francis finished off his coffee. "I do have to be going soon, though. I need to get back to the restaurant."
"Yes. I'll tell Gilbert you left. When can we expect you back? Gilbert will want to know."
Francis put the mug in the dishwasher. "Why don't you come for dinner at my restaurant? I'll give you one of the good tables."
Ivan put a finger to his lips and whispered. "I rather not go where Callaghan might try to look for us. If anything, I want Gilbert safely tucked away here until we can do something about him." Francis nodded in understanding. "I appreciate the offer."
"Well, I'll be in touch soon. Antonio should wake up within another hour."
"He didn't come here with you?"
"No, he did. But he'll just have to hail a cab because I can't wait for him to wake up and he almost bit me when I tried. So…you can handle him. Thanks for everything," he said as he gathered up his stuff. "Au revoir."
Ivan waved to him as the blonde man tried to open the door without waking Antonio or Mandy. It was amusing to watch Francis try to slip out of the narrow door with his bags of things because of the other man's body in the way. Mandy didn't move either; in fact she snored away as well. When Francis finally made it out, Ivan got up to close the door and lock it. He looked down at the happily sleeping man and dog, shaking his head with disbelief. Ivan sniffed himself, realizing he needed to get a shower since he tends to sweat when he sleeps. But that would mean leaving Gilbert alone and even though Antonio was still here, Ivan did not feel his love was completely safe. He remembered the text message.
"I'll just have to wait for Antonio to get up before I do." A knock came at his door and it woke up Mandy, who started to bark in alarm. The barking startled Antonio awake. "It might be Francis, I'll get it."
"I feel like I'm back home in Spain," Antonio said with a yawn and scotched his bottom back on the floor, taking the sleeping bag with him so Ivan could get the door. He immediately settled down into it again and pulled Mandy with him, holding her by the collar.
Ivan tied his robe and looked through the peephole, seeing one of the other floor tenants there. Curious, Ivan opened the door and gave a perfect smile to the older woman. "Good morning to you, Mrs. Clymer." He noticed the small dog she had in her arms; the little ball of terror named Muffin with the purple bows on her ears. "Is there anything I can do for you?"
"In fact, Mr. Braginski, you can! I would like you to go down to the garbage room and explain to Mr. Rawls that my adorable little Muffin did NOT tear your garbage bags!"
"My garbage bags? What do you mean?"
"Honestly, must I spell things out in your young kid text talk?" She stuck her nose in the air and Ivan refused to answer that. "Your garbage has been torn, and the mess was everywhere. Mr. Rawls accuses my little creampuff," she nuzzled the dog, "of doing it! I told him it had to be your monstrous mutt because mine would never do such a thing!"
"My dog? I don't have a-" Mandy poked her head out from between his legs, "Right. I can assure you, Mrs. Clymer, that it was not Mandy. Mandy was with us all night and I have company still over to prove that. Perhaps it was a raccoon? And we're not the only people with dogs in this building." 'It might have been Callaghan.'
"Oh, you're the only one here with a large dog! Only small dogs are allowed, and that big thing is a monster! I don't know how much extra you pay to keep that thing here, but it shouldn't be allowed! That mess was much too big for little Muffin to do."
'Mandy could eat little Muffin.' Ivan grumbled. "I promise you it was not Mandy. And I'm sure it wasn't Muffin either. I will go down and speak to Mr. Rawls right now. Perhaps we can come to a conclusion."
"Please see that you do!"
"Mañana~ "Antonio's voice came from behind Ivan, "Oh, and who's this lovely lady?"
Mrs. Clymer because pleasantly flustered. "Oh, my!"
He reached out and took her hand to kiss it. "Hermoso."
"Oh, aren't you charming! Don't feel the need to rush out your company, Mr. Braginski! Mr. Rawls is there all day, you know!" She smiled brightly.
Ivan frowned. "Yes, I know. Thank you for stopping by, now we will have to be getting ready."
"Please stop by with your friend after you speak with Mr. Rawls!" She called as Ivan quickly closed the door.
"She's old enough to be your mother." Ivan frowned at the bedraggled Antonio.
"Doesn't bother me. A lady is a lady. I got her to stop being snooty to you, didn't I?"
"True. But now that you are up, would you mind hanging around here while I get a shower and get to the bottom of this garbage thing?"
"Oh, sure." He scratched his head. "If you don't mind me helping myself to breakfast?"
"Please do. And thank you for your help."
Ivan quickly showered and dressed silently in the room before leaving the apartment. He remembered to take his key as he made his way to the elevator. The soft music did nothing to ease his decent. There was no way a dog could have gotten in to that room without Mr. Rawls noticing. If anything, Ivan figured the door had to be left open and something like a stray cat or a rat came in and tore in to everything. That was the answer he was hoping for. However, when he entered the room and saw Mr. Rawls, the man was anything but happy. The elderly man was still sweeping up some garbage.
"Do you have that mutt on a leash now?" Mr. Rawls asked, his voice laced with sarcasm.
"Mr. Rawls, I swear to you it was not Mandy. She's been with me all night. Something else must have come in. Maybe a rat."
"Just look at your bag! That's YOUR room number, isn't it?"
Ivan looked at the two white bags, one marked with his room number and the other was the recycling bag. The garbage bag was clearly slashed, as if someone was going through it. The recycling bag, however, was untouched because only his vodka bottles were placed in it. If any animal had torn in to that bag, then there would be numerous holes. This was one clean, straight slash, which indicated that SOMEONE had to do it. Who else but Callaghan?
"That is my room number, Mr. Rawls, but Mandy did not do it. I think someone else did. A person."
"A person? Couldn't be! No one can enter this place without me noticing!"
Ivan raised a brow and looked to Mr. Rawls desk, where, in the wastebasket, he saw an empty bottle of Jack Daniels. "Is that with or without the Jack Daniels bottle?" Mr. Rawls looked flustered. "Uh huh." He rolled his eyes. He needed Mr. Rawls to be more aware of his surroundings. This building was in a VERY safe and busy area, but never have they had someone like Callaghan. "Listen to me, there has been some strange activity going on around here and this is part of it. So please, keep a close watch on things and don't drink on the job. I'd hate to have to report you when I myself am a drinker. So please, just watch closely, okay? I don't want anyone hurt."
Mr. Rawls looked a bit taken aback. "Strange activity? That's odd. You know, now that you mention it, there was a guy hanging around outside. Not near this door to the dumpster, but, like loitering around by the fence."
Ivan's shoulders stiffened. "What did he look like?"
The older man thought for a moment. "Well, it was dark. Um…he looked to be very well off, you know? Not a bum, but like a rich man. His shoes were very shiny. I think he was a little bit gray, too. Right above the ears about. He had to be in his…oh, I don't know, late thirties, mid forties? And he was smoking."
"Did you say anything to him? Did he see you?"
"Well, I thought he was someone trying to sell something or the like, so I hollered to him what he wanted, and he just walked off."
"What time was this?"
"Oh, about…" he counted on his fingers "nine o'clock last night?"
Ivan rubbed his temples. Who would be selling something at that time of night? Gilbert's stalker could have been let in by the back door! "Well, if you happen to see him again, let the night guard know, as well as me. There is a bad man on the loose."
"A bad man? Well, don't you worry none! Ol' man Rawls will tangle with him!"
"Thank you." 'With or without your liquor bottle?' "I apologize for the mess. I didn't wish for it to happen."
"But…but what was he looking for? What's to look for in garbage?"
He really wanted to get back to Gilbert. "I'm not sure. I'll have to find out, but thanks again! And I'm sorry for the trouble!" 'This isn't good!' Ivan said to himself as he hurried back to the elevator. 'Callaghan is getting too close to us!'
When he made it back to his room he was relieved to find that Gilbert was awake and sitting on the couch with Antonio, both dressed. Mandy barked at him in welcome and wagged her tail.
"Where did you go?" Gilbert asked.
"Oh…I went to see if any washing machines were open. None are." He forced a smile. "So, how do you feel, Gilbert?"
He grinned. "Awesome! A lot better, actually! I guess what I needed was some good booze and good friends!"
"Si!" Antonio agreed and finished off his coffee. "Gotta go! I'll talk to you soon, querido." He kissed Gilbert's cheek and then did the same to Ivan. "¡muchas gracias oso gigante! Ciao!" Antonio blew them both a kiss and left the apartment.
"What the hell did he just say?" Ivan asked with a lop-sided smile. "I got the muchas gracias part…but what's the other?"
Gilbert chuckled. "I believe he called you a 'giant bear' and he called me 'darling'."
Ivan just sighed and slumped his shoulders.
/
Antonio exited the building with his duffle bag over his shoulder and his face in his phone. He wasn't paying attention to anything around him when suddenly a voice called out.
"Hey! Hey you!"
Antonio looked towards the sound and saw a slightly plump man in a suit coming towards him. "Who? Me?" Antonio pointed to himself and smiled.
"Yeah, you! Wow, you're somethin'! Those green eyes and that posture! Wow! I bet you must be a model, right?"
Antonio just laughed. "Me? A model? Nah, that's not my style. I am good looking, but not THAT much. I'm really rather shy." He pretended to be coy.
"You? Heck no! You can be much more! You can shine, my friend! I'm looking for a new round of models, anyone who would be interested. How about it? If not you, then do you have any friends who would be interested?"
"Hmm…" he tapped his chin, "nope, can't say that I do."
"Oh, well, never mind then. This is a hip area full of young people just looking for a job."
Antonio chuckled. "That's true! Oh, if I change my mind, do you have a card with a number so I can call you?"
The man looked concerned. "A-a card? Why?"
"Uh, I just TOLD you. Unless…" he narrowed his eyes, "You're not trying to trick me or anyone else, right? You're not a human trafficker, are you? I'll call the police!"
"No! No, I do have a card! I do! Here!" He reached into his pocket and handed it to Antonio. "I just lost my head for a moment! Must be all this winter sun!"
Antonio smiled brightly. "Will do! Thanks pal! Have a good day now!" The moment he was far away and inside a cab, Antonio called Francis. "Yeah, it's me. Strangest thing just happened. I was approached by some chubby guy in a suit asking me to model…yes, that's what I thought. I managed to get his card. I'll text you all the info…yes, let Ivan know. In fact, text me his number so I can have it too." Antonio looked at the window and stared at his own reflection. "I think we can get to 'you know who' through this guy."
/
Gilbert sat watching the television with Mandy half on his lap while Ivan ran the dishwasher and cleaned the kitchen. He had a slight hangover from the drinking last night but wouldn't take it back for the world. He couldn't even remember the last time he had a night like that with his two best friends. His ex always kept him away from Francis and Antonio, something he should have recognized that was wrong right away. He probably did recognize it but was just too stubborn to see the truth. All the money and glamour blinded him. Now more than ever he felt ashamed of himself. He would always justify it as something he deserved but should have known better. It was just another piece to add to his dark life. Something broke in the kitchen and it startled both him and the dog. He glanced towards the kitchen and saw Ivan bending down with a dustpan to pick something up that looked like glass. Gently pushing Mandy off of him he got up and went to the kitchen.
"Need some help?" He asked Ivan.
"I got it. Just be careful for there's a lot of glass. I don't want you to step on a piece. Best keep Mandy out of here as well."
"Right." Gilbert went back to the couch but thought about Ivan and how kind the man has been to him. Since he woke up he had felt a whole lot better, both mentally and physically. Ivan had done so much for him over the past week even if he hadn't been the best patient. Last night had been so much fun and he would have never been able to do it if he were still with Callaghan. Ivan was giving him every amount of respect that he needed, and for that he was grateful. 'I shouldn't keep denying him. He loves me and always has since high school even though I was a bully to him. He's taking on a lot by welcoming me in to his life and home.' He glanced back at the kitchen. 'I've liked everything that's happened so far with Ivan…so maybe I…' Gilbert held his breath and turned back to the kitchen. "LET'S HAVE SEX!" He slapped his hands to his mouth in shock. Did he REALLY just spit out those words? That wasn't how he wanted to say them! Ivan peeked his head out and looked slightly amused.
"Can it wait until I'm done in the kitchen?" Ivan said with a laugh.
"I…I'm serious though, Ivan! I really…really want us to."
Ivan heard bells going off in his ears along with fireworks and a marching band. How long had he waited to hear those words out of Gilbert's mouth? It's been over twelve years! "Are you sure you're feeling up for it?"
Gilbert tugged at the bottom of his nightshirt shyly, looking a bit embarrassed. "If…if you promise to be…gentle and not wild then yes." He blushed bright red. Why was he feeling so nervous about this? He was no stranger to sex. It must be Ivan.
Ivan stood up and went right over to Gilbert, scooping him up bridal style in his arms. "I promise to treat you like the sweetest virgin! But are you absolutely sure?"
Gilbert nodded, feeling a familiar longing of excitement in his lower belly. "Yes. I want to."
"Then let us begin." Everything else plaguing Ivan's mind was suddenly covered up by images of their naked bodies tangled together.
Mandy happily trotted closely after them. However, Ivan closed the door once in the bedroom and Mandy crashed into it. She stood at the door, wagging her tail, and waiting for it to open. After a moment of nothing, she sat down, tail still wagging and staring at the door. Finally, she gave up and curled in front of it, giving a little whimper.
/
Ivan gently laid the albino down on the bed and made sure the curtains were closed all the way. He took a deep breath, trying to keep himself from losing control and ravishing the white rabbit on his bed. Walking back over he noticed the blush across Gilbert's face but saw no signs of fear or doubt. He could assume that Gilbert was putting his complete trust in him, so Ivan would have to keep himself in check. Gilbert was going to be his after they made love, so there would be plenty of time for them to further their sexual experiences together. Carefully, he crawled onto the bed and laid beside Gilbert first, letting their eyes meet in a silent stare. Ivan really just wanted to admire Gilbert's face for a bit before they moved on. He had to make this experience sweet and pleasurable for Gilbert so the man would not feel threatened. His goal was to bring back the old Gilbert one step at a time. He had to show the white rabbit that he was still beautiful and that someone really did love him. Gilbert needed to feel loved and wanted, which is what Ivan was going to give him. With a smile, he took Gilbert's hand in his own, threading their fingers together.
"Let's just stay like this for a little bit," Ivan whispered to him and squeezed the other's hand.
Gilbert responded with a smile, his face still flushed softly. "Okay."
"Good." Ivan squeezed his hand again. "Would you mind if I take you on your back?"
Pink eyes widened. "On my back? I've…never done that before, but it's something I've always wanted to do."
"Then that's what we'll do. I want to see your face the whole the time we're making love."
Gilbert's features turned serious. "Do you really love me, Ivan? I've never really been loved before."
A smile. "I do love you, Gilbert, and I always have. I don't expect you to feel the same as I do right away, but I know that over time you will."
"You're more awesome then I am right now…and I don't say that very often." Gilbert felt the tears stinging his eyes. "I just don't know what to say right now in all honesty."
"Don't worry about it. You just being here with me is more than enough. You don't need to talk for this; all you have to do is feel."
A single tear began its journey down a white cheek. "But I'm so fucked up, Ivan. What if I go crazy again when we're trying to…do this?"
Ivan pulled him closer so that they were both lying on their sides facing one another. "Listen to me, Gilbert Beilschmidt. You have come so far already since I first took you away from Callaghan. Many of your wounds are healed and you haven't asked for any of your medications yet. Do you know why?" Gilbert just sniffled, letting another tear roll down his face. "It's because you feel safe and secure now that you are with me. You don't have to live in fear anymore. There's no reason for you to take those damn diet pills or Valium or even Melatonin! There is no more need for them. You've been eating whatever you want and that's helped your body both mentally and physically. I also keep you safe. I haven't forced myself on you or threatened your career. I've never even laid a hand on you in a cruel manner. Knowing all of this is what's helping you feel more confident about yourself." 'And as soon as that bastard Callaghan is out of our lives then you can truly be free.'
Gilbert let out a little laugh. "You're right, Ivan. You're absolutely right. Holy shit…I can't believe that…that I'm finally realizing all this now!"
Ivan leaned forward and kissed his forehead. "Every day you'll get better and better." He grinned and pushed their noses together. "Now then, how about we move on from here with a bit of naked cuddling?"
"I think I can manage that, but you have to do it for me."
"Yes sir!"
Ivan was feeling completely giddy as he started to undo the buttons of Gilbert's plaid pajamas. He surprised himself with how well he was doing it without looking. His eyes were focused on the pink orbs and blushing cheeks before him. Although he had seen Gilbert naked many times he was more excited about seeing the perfect body now with the promise of sex behind it. When each button was undone, Gilbert lifted his upper body so Ivan could pull it out from under him. Next came the drawstring of the pants. Ivan glanced down to see the start of a perfect white 'v'. He let his eyes travel back up to Gilbert's pink ones as slipped his hand past the elastic waist of the pants. He felt Gilbert's lower belly tighten under his touch out of fear or excitement Ivan wasn't sure. Instead, he moved his hand to the side of the waistband and started to push it down. He needed Gilbert's assistance with this and the other seemed to understand. With Gilbert's help the man's lower body was completely exposed.
"Now you do me." Ivan said proudly.
"Nope."
Ivan's face dropped. "No?"
A playful smirk. "You want me to feel good about myself, right? Well, I want a little bit of control so I say YOU have to strip yourself." Gilbert suddenly pulled the sheets up to cover his body. "Or else you don't get to see any more of me like this!"
"Aww! You're an evil little rabbit!" Ivan wasted no time in getting undressed. Once he was fully naked as well he pulled the covers up over them and pulled Gilbert close. He smiled happily and rubbed their noses together while pressing their bodies together. "You fit just right in my arms and this is where you are going to stay!"
"I like being held this way."
"Then I can hold you the whole time I'm claiming you. Claiming in a good way, of course. No possessiveness behind it." 'Not in the same way as Callaghan, anyway.'
"I got it, Ivan," Gilbert said with a chuckle. "You're nothing like him so I'm not concerned." He wrapped his arms around Ivan as best he could. "Boy you're big."
"You're too small, but I'll fatten you up over time. We'll get you to a normal weight again."
"I would like to continue this cuddling as we are…but I feel something poking me in the belly…and I don't think it's your knee." He gave a little laugh at Ivan's soft blush. "I suggest we move on." Ivan carefully rolled over on top of him. "Wait."
"What is it?" Ivan was trying not to sound desperate as his groin was pressed against Gilbert's.
"Do you have any condoms?"
"I do have some, as well as lube." He really didn't want to wear one.
"I know it's better bare." Gilbert was embarrassed by what he had to say next. "But I've always had it that way and…and all that…spunk…makes me feel sick. HE always did that to me and I feel dirty afterwards. I don't like it. So do you think you could…wear one for me? Please?"
Ivan said nothing and reached over to open the bedside drawer. He fumbled around and pulled out a condom package along with lube. Both were placed on the nightstand for future use. Ivan then turned his full attention back to Gilbert. "I've waited for this moment for a long time, Gilbert."
Ivan brought his lips down to Gilbert's in a chaste kiss. Gilbert began eagerly kissing him back so Ivan met the movements with equal force. Gilbert was being more active than Ivan had thought he would be, but still had to take his time. He broke their kiss to nuzzle behind the other's ear, and then kissed down to stop at the pool of Gilbert's jugular. He sucked gently and then proceeded to move lower, nipping at the collarbones. Gilbert was making soft mewling noises and writhing beneath him. Ivan moved his mouth to one of those pink nipples and swirled his tongue around the tip until it hardened. As he moved to do the same to the other he felt Gilbert's fingers threading through his hair. He doubted that Mr. Wonderful ever took his time like this with Gilbert. As he moved his kissing further down he could feel Gilbert's hard erection rubbing against his skin. This time, however, Ivan passed the engorged erection (pleased that Gilbert had one) and settled his lips on the soft inner thighs. He could see the fading bruises were still there, so he made sure to kiss each one. Gilbert groaned and arched his hips into the kisses. Ivan could smell his little rabbit's arousal and it made his cock twitch with the need for release.
Gilbert's whole body was set alight with a burning pleasure from Ivan's kisses. Ivan was doing everything he had asked of him on top of making his body feel good. It must have been all the kind words and cuddling from earlier that had him so horny and eager to feel Ivan's cock inside of him. He had never wanted sex before like he did now. Ivan's hands and lips were all over him, even between his thighs where his ex never cared to kiss. Gilbert felt as if his whole body was being loved and not just used as a vessel for pleasure. These gentle loving touches were moving too slow for the amount of ache building up in his erection, and he needed release. He knew Ivan wanted him to feel loved, but Gilbert already did feel that way and now he wanted the fun stuff. It hadn't all been pain with Callaghan but he hadn't felt this much pleasure before with just soft touches. Gilbert could only wonder what other intense feelings he could experience with penetration. Swallowing his groan when Ivan nipped at his thigh, Gilbert gripped the man's head and pulled him up by the ears.
"We've done all this before but now I want the real thing. I want all of you. I know I'm ready."
Ivan felt like crying when he heard those two short sentences spoken. It was like a choir of angels singing while playing as a Mariachi band. But he had to play it cool and not lose control. "Are you sure you're ready? There's no need to rush anything."
"I'm sure." Gilbert reached over and took the bottle of lube to hand to Ivan. "The sooner I get over this fear of sex the better off I'll be. At least, that's what I'm hoping for." He smiled at Ivan chubby child-like face. "And I really want to do it with you. Now I know you're big but it's not the size that counts but how you use it. Can you use it properly?" He teased.
"Give me that lube!" Ivan mocked growled and pulled the bottle from his fingers. "I know how to use it." He opened the bottle and squeezed some of the pale liquid onto his fingers. "I promise to go slow with the prepping. I will always prep you first, I promise."
"Maybe over time I won't want prepping for this." Gilbert grinned.
Ivan's heart beat rapidly at the image of himself with wolf traits sneaking up on his white rabbit from behind and mounting him fully. If they could work up to that then he would have everything he needed in life. But right now was the start of all that. Keeping his eyes locked with Gilbert's he slowly pushed one finger inside the tight heat. Ivan could feel that Gilbert's muscles were still a little tender but didn't appear to have much swelling. Gilbert clenched his eyes with a hiss through his teeth but Ivan kissed the pink lips. "I'm sorry. I won't add another right away." He let his slick finger slowly move in and out, waiting for Gilbert's muscles to open up.
"Your fingers are big for someone who plucks at tiny strings!" Gilbert hissed out, peeking at him with one eye.
"I'm sorry, little bunny. Just try and relax your muscles." Ivan continued sliding his finger in and out until he felt the other's muscles become lax. Carefully he pushed in another to join the first and continued the shallow thrusting. Gilbert's muscles didn't resist the second, so he added a third. This time there was a short cry of pain from Gilbert's throat and Ivan paused in his movements. "Did I go too fast?"
"No, it's not that." Gilbert hissed. "Just…just keep going. I know it's going to hurt at first anyway."
Ivan nodded and kissed Gilbert's brow before removing his fingers to add more lube. Once coated, he pressed in one finger at a time until three were inside. Again, he thrusts his fingers. Gilbert's body was more relaxed now so Ivan pressed on with adding a fourth. Gilbert was tightening up against his fingers while those nails dug into his shoulders. He knew Gilbert was in pain from the stretching but it would be worth it for the smaller man when it came time to penetration. To help distract Gilbert from the pain Ivan brought their lips into a kiss, letting their tongues duel together. Gilbert moaned into his mouth and spread his legs wider. Once Ivan felt little resistance to his finger thrusts he knew the rabbit was ready for him. He removed his fingers and took the bottle of lube and condom from the nightstand. Instead, Gilbert took the bottle from him and pushed away the hand with the condom.
"Forget about that. Let me slick you up," he said softly, his pale face flushed with wanton lust and slight embarrassment.
Ivan just nodded, struck dumb by Gilbert's seductive words and pleased he could be bare for this. He sat up on his knees so his erection was presenting itself proudly to his lover. Ivan could see Gilbert's hands trembling slightly as the liquid was poured onto his palm. He waited to see what Gilbert would do before saying anything. Then his cock twitched when he watched those white hands wrap around his swollen erection and start to stroke. The lube was cold at first but his body heat quickly warmed it up. Ivan moaned deep in his throat as Gilbert stroked him from base to tip, making sure each bit of him was covered. But Ivan nearly came on the spot when Gilbert lay back on the sheets on his elbows with white legs spread. All for him!
"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Ivan asked him while placing Gilbert's legs over his shoulders.
Gilbert flushed and turned his head away to give a nod. "Yes. I trust you to be…gentle."
'All these years of dreaming, wishing, and hoping are finally coming true.' He positioned the tip at Gilbert's entrance. "I love you, Gilbie."
"I know." He smiled but felt his body start to shake and tense up when Ivan's tip was pressing against him. 'You can do this, Gilbert. Don't let Ivan down after all he has done for you. This will be enjoyable.'
The tip went in. Gilbert held his breath and shortly let it out when the pain was not as bad as he had anticipated. It was only when Ivan kept pushing forward did the painful stretching begin and he let out a short cry of distress. Ivan paused in his movements but Gilbert shook his head, silently urging him to press on. He decided that the slow pain of entry would be far worse than the swift one, and in a whisper he told this to Ivan, giving him permission. Gilbert knew he was slick and stretched enough where the fast entry would not tear him. And then, Ivan's lips were pressed against his own as a swift hot pain shot up his ass and to his spin. He cried out in Ivan's mouth, digging his nails in the hard skin of broad shoulders. His ass was stretched far more than he was used to and it was almost unbearable. He couldn't help but struggle in Ivan's hold, yet the man never stopped kissing him. Gilbert was amazed that Ivan could even fit inside of him for it felt like his lower body would split in half. But Ivan kept himself still inside of him and it took all of Gilbert's forced concentration to keep his body relaxed.
Ivan eventually pulled his lips away to gaze down at Gilbert's pain stricken face. Pink eyes were welled with tears and the man's breathing was short and rapid. Those rabbit claws were digging into his skin, probably drawling blood but he didn't care. Being inside Gilbert after all this time was better than he could have imagined. Now he was claiming Gilbert as his own. He always knew that Gilbert would become one with him. Ivan apologize for Gilbert's pain and pulled out slightly to press slowly back in.
Gilbert gasped. "Oh God…" his eyes flew open, "I can't take it!" He said in a hoarse tone.
"Just relax your body." Ivan's furrowed his brows. 'I have to make him feel good! I know it will hurt, but I need to start thrusting in hopes to find his sweet spot. Forgive me, my love.'
Gilbert felt Ivan pull out again, a little more this time, and push back in. He cried out again and again as Ivan's slow thrusts were bringing him pain. The man was just too big for him and his only lover had been of average size. But then, the tip had found his prostate and when it made contact, Gilbert saw stars flash before his eyes. "Right there." He breathed out. "Again." He felt Ivan pull out and thrust into him again, striking the same spot. Gilbert's body shuddered and he let out a cry of pleasure. "More, Ivan!" Bigger was better, as he was just coming to find out. Now that Ivan had found that spot his whole body was awakened to pure pleasure.
When Gilbert had shouted 'more', Ivan could not longer hold back. He braced his hands on the bed and thrust harder into the now willing body beneath him. Gilbert's insides were slick and warm against his hard cock, which only made him move faster. All the years of pent up lust, desire, and aggression were coming through in his thrusts. From the sounds coming from Gilbert the man was not at all in pain. He looked down at the pleasure written all over Gilbert's flush face and softly commanded the other to look at him. Pink eyes obeyed, and they stopped Ivan in his thrusts.
"Why did you stop?" Gilbert asked, panting.
"You're just…so damn beautiful to look at!" He gave a shallow thrust. "Now you're mine." Another thrust. "All mine. My Gilbert!" Another deep thrust. "My bunny!" He moaned when Gilbert leaned up to draw their lips into a kiss. Ivan laced their fingers together and squeezed the smaller hands. It was harder to thrust this way, but Ivan did what he could. Gilbert was moaning into his mouth, helping to move their hands all along the area of the bed. Gilbert even lifted his legs higher for deeper penetration. "I love you!"
"I love you too."
Gilbert let out a massive cry and arched his back when Ivan thrust against that special spot. Now the man was moving like a jackhammer within him, forcing Gilbert to grip the sheets. The pleasure was so intense that it was hard to catch a breath in between thrusts or even close his yes. He never thought participating in sex with someone you love could be so arousing! He had to move his hands to Ivan's shoulders when the man pressed his down upon him. Gilbert didn't care that he was drawling blood but scratched and clawed at Ivan's back. The pleasure just kept building and building within him, going so far as to even make him laugh. They were short, breathy laughs in between thrusts and for a fleet moment Gilbert wondered if he had gone insane. It seemed comical now to have feared Ivan's cock for it was showing him a whole new world of wanton pleasure. And he wanted more, and more, and more! There was a banging above him. What was it? Gilbert tilted his head back as a hard thrust threatened to break through that special spot. Instead he let out a quick laugh as he watched the headboard bouncing against the wall. This was more than making love; this was getting fucked. But it wasn't the cruel way that bastard had always done it to him. This was Ivan, a man that loved him so much that he would go through heaven and hell to save him. He could conclude, that with Ivan, getting fucked and making love were one in the same.
"I'm gonna cum…Ivan!"
Ivan just gave a nod, fully concentrated on his rapid, wild thrusting. This had to be the most he had ever worked out in his life. And it was the best kind of workout that he wouldn't mind going back to. "Cum for me." He whispered in Gilbert's ear. "Cum for me…and say you're mine." He panted out. "I love you."
"Back…at ya!" He gasped out and arched his back. "More!" Ivan held his shoulders down on the bed and sped up his thrusts to pound deep inside. Gilbert laughed out loud again and tried to lift his hips to meet Ivan's thrusts, but the man was just too heavy. It didn't matter for the rush of climax was coming on fast. On their own, his eyes rolled back in his head as his climax ripped through his body and drew a loud wail from his throat. He had to grip Ivan's shoulders for support as his belly flexed violently at the pleasure surge still washing over him. His cum was hot against his skin but it was spread as Ivan was still continuing with his thrusts. Gilbert just went limp on the bed, completely spent. "Yours." He breathed out with a smile.
The feel of Gilbert's cum hitting his belly and the cry of pleasure from his voice brought Ivan to his own climax. He wanted to hold out for longer, but lusting and pining after a man for so long could only keep your resolve for a time. With a deep groan of his own and a hard thrust in the trembling body, Ivan exploded inside his white rabbit. His climax wouldn't seem to stop as he poured his essence into Gilbert's hungry body. Most of it had started to leak out by the time he was finished. His heart was racing in his chest and with a deep regret had to pull out of Gilbert to sit back. He panted, trying to catch his breath and making a short mental note to start working out more often. He finally found his voice to speak.
"You okay?" His answer came with Gilbert sitting up in the bed with a grin and moved to straddle his lap. The albino met his gaze with a lustful, longing, and devilishly mischievous gaze. "Gilbert?" 'Wow, he's changed!'
Gilbert licked his lips and smirked at the sight of Ivan's adorably confused face. He gripped the man by the ears and pulled their faces close. "I'm better than alright. What the fuck was I waiting for! I've been fucked before but NEVER like that! If love makes things this much better than I would have left that fuck long ago!"
Ivan gave a lopsided smile. "This isn't quite how I wanted our first time to go…but I'll take it. Oh?" He noticed Gilbert was growing hard against his belly.
"I want more." Gilbert demanded. "And you will give it to me. Right now!"
"Gilbie, I can't deny you!" Ivan brought them into a deep, passionate kiss. 'This turned out better than I had hoped. Everything is going to be alright!' He smiled into the kiss and pulled the object of his love and desire tightly to him. 'We are one.'
/
In Room 203, next to Ivan's:
An elderly couple sat on their couch, him reading the paper and her knitting. "Sweetheart, is that Russian boy having another party?" asked the wife. "What an awful lot of noise." She got up and went to listen against the wall. She gasped. "I think he has a- " she whispered, "Lady friend over!"
"Just be grateful the young lad has friends," answered the husband, never looking up from his paper. "And that sounds like a very 'manly' woman, my dear." He rolled his eyes.
In Room 108, directly below Ivan's:
A middle-aged 'starving artist' couple living above their means looked up from their paintings and towards the ceiling. The one woman turned to her lover and said, "Honey, I think there's something wrong with the Beaver."
Her love just laughed.
In Room 204, across from Ivan's.
"Don't listen to them, Muffin!" Mrs. Crawly covered her dog's ears. "Young people these days have no shame! None! And all this money I pay to live here, you would THINK the walls would be THICK enough! Hmph! We'll speak to that Ivan about his 'pleasure games'!"
In front of Ivan's door:
A tall man stood dressed in a long coat, just staring at the number on the door and listening to the sounds of sex coming through. He growled low in his throat and let his fingers drum against the door. Once the sounds stopped, he turned away, looked down, and began to walk away.
Mrs. Crawly came out of her room with Muffin and saw the man walking away. Muffin began to growl and bark viciously, snapping her little jaws at the man. She held the dog tight and apologized to the man, who said nothing and kept walking away. "What a strange person. Hm." She went to Ivan's door and knocked.
End Chapter 12 TBC
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