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Caught in the Act	By : SoraMoto Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 8148 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-USUK
- 2-CanPru
- 3-RusAme
- 4-UKUS
- 5-RusUSUK
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"Ya damn Commie bastard!"�

Alfred and Ivan were standing nearly nose to nose. Ivan was glaring at Alfred with an icy gaze while Alfred returned it with one just as heated as his was cold.

"Glupyi Kapitalisticheskie svin'i."�

The two continued to stare each other down, eventually both being forced to back down by the meeting being called to an end. Ivan watched as the American seemed to stomp hurriedly out of the room and down the hall. He had always been amused at how half the time Alfred seemed to hurry off after their little spats and wondered if his hatred for the Russian was really why he made his escape so quickly. Or if it was because he was scared that Ivan would win in their little stand off. Ivan smirked and decided that today he would find out just how afraid of him the other truly was.

Alfred hurried down the hall. He had started out stomping angrily out of the meeting room before he deemed himself far enough away and began to jog slightly. He glanced around before slipping into one of the smaller rooms used for negotiations between only a few nations at a time. Shutting the door behind himself he leaned against it with a slight groan before glancing around the room to make sure it wasn't being used. It would be just his luck that some of the other nations would be having a meeting in the room he came to claim for himself. Seeing no one he let's out a brief sigh before unzipping his pants. Damn that Russian always had a way of turning him on. Sometimes it was the angry Russian he would hiss at him, other times it was those cold purple eyes void of all emotion. His hand quickly found his member and began stroking it. He imagined what Ivan would do if he ever won this cold war of theirs and felt his knees grow weak at the thought. If only. But Alfred knew he couldn't give in to the Russian so easily. His pride as a nation, the land of the free and home of the brave, forced him to never reveal his want for the other. He dragged a sharp finger nail up his chest, under his shirt as he let out a soft moan. Damn he needed more than this, it was so hard being a masochist when there wasn't anyone to give you the pain you craved.

Ivan was making his way through the halls of the meeting center the nations used. He had been surprised when he had not immediately found Alfred after he had made the decision to follow him. It was like he was trying to escape from him. This only cause Ivan to smirk sadistically at the thought of finding the American. He gripped his pipe tighter in anticipation. Perhaps he would use it on the American when he found him to teach him a lesson about running away. Passing through a hall made up of rooms for smaller meetings Ivan stopped hearing a deep moan come from behind one of them then a panted 'Vanya' coming through the same door. That was a voice he very much recognized, so were the next few phrases he managed to catch.

"Damn Commie! Fuck! Nnngh, Commie bastard!"�

It was an odd combination for the Russian as he was sure that it was Alfred both by the words and the voice, the part he didn't understand though was why would he be moaning as he talked to himself about the Russian. Despite knowing how curiosity killed the cat and all that, Ivan couldn't help but to step over to the door and slowly open it to see what exactly was going on behind it. What he saw was the last thing he had ever expected to find. There was Alfred, his pants off and tossed to the side with his boxers. One hand was wrapped tightly around his member, squeezing it more than pumping it. His other hand was coming down on his back side every now and then causing him to bite down on his lip to keep from screaming out. His ass was turned more or less to the door, showing Ivan just how red it had become, and Alfred seemed to have his eyes closed as he moaned out again.

"Ah! Ivan!"�

Ivan watched in utter fascination as Alfred continued the self punishment and felt himself growing hard at the show. Alfred began to whine and seemed to double his efforts to inflict pain on himself but before long he sighed in frustration and stopped with a growl.

"Damn it, just can't get enough."�

Stopping his attempt at getting off, Alfred turned to gather his pants and boxers when he spotted Ivan standing in front of the door to the room. He flushed red in embarrassment at being caught as he was and quickly tried pulling his shirt down to cover himself.

"What the hell! Damn Commie bastard what do you think you're doing here! Go away!"

Ivan raised an eyebrow at the angry words directed at him but couldn't help but to smile at the other.

"Come now svin'i, you can not expect me to take your angry words to heart after I find you like this, da?"�

"What the hell are you talking about? I wasn't doing anything."�

Ivan gives the other a flat stare glancing down at his naked lower half before looking back up at his bright red face.

"We both know that is a lie, podsolnechnik."�

Still bright red, Alfred was fully aware of how fucked he was for being caught, and not just by anyone, but by Russia, Ivan. He tried to think of an excuse for what he was doing but he couldn't think of one. He had no idea how long the Russian had been standing there or how much he had seen or heard. He gulped as he attempted to regain some of his lost dignity.

"What do you want Ivan?"�

Ivan smiled at the question. He and Alfred both knew the American had lost and that Ivan had all that he needed to make the other beg for mercy to keep this from getting out. But what did he want. He felt a twitch in his loins and smiled even more wickedly than he was before. He steps nearer to the American and begins to unbutton his coat. It would only get in the way.

"Hmmm. That is an interesting question Amerika. I think that what I want is most likely the same thing you want."�

He draped his coat over one of the chairs in the room and stood right up close to the American, looking down at his blushing face. It got even redder at the suggestion.

"I I don't know what you are talking about Commie bastard."�

Even though he said those words there was no bite to them as Alfred could not bring himself to meet those purple eyes. Ivan was still holding his pipe and brought it up to lift Alfred's chin so he could look into the other's eyes.

"Sosat' menya."�

It was sharp and crisp and very demanding. Alfred felt himself shiver as the harsh words were processed. He knew what Ivan wanted, he had learned Russian early in their conflict so he would know what the other was calling him when he insulted him in his mother tongue. Still hearing those words spoken in such a commanding way had Alfred closing his eyes before slowly lowering himself to his knees before the other.

"Such a good malen'kaya shlyukha."�

Alfred made quick work with the zipper of Ivan's pants and was quick to pull out the already hard length. When he was finally able to see the size of it his eyes nearly bulged out of his head at the thought of what Ivan would do with that monster. It had his already hard cock weeping and twitching in anticipation.

"Prodolzhat'sya."�

Alfred swallowed before opening his mouth wide and letting his tongue dash out and flick the head of the cock in his hands. Slowly he brought his lips closer and engulfed the head, swirling his tongue around and sucking lightly. Ivan reached down and threaded a large hand through Alfred's hair, gripping it tightly and urging the other to take in more. Alfred let out a groan at the rough treatment and moved forward to swallow more of the giant cock. He hadn't even gotten half of the way down it when he felt it hitting the back of his throat and beginning to trigger his gag reflex. Swallowing he relaxed his throat before moving on further down the length. This seemed to please Ivan as he had loosened his grip on his hair and was stroking the side of his face with his thumb.

"Vy neplokho na etom, da?"�

Hearing the Russian above him speak had Alfred moaning around the cock in his mouth which caused the hand in his hair to tense slightly before relaxing again. Alfred began to pull back off the cock in his mouth before moving forward again. He let himself bob up and down on the cock now that he had it down his throat. He began to suck and let his tongue work over it and he felt as the Russian began to slowly tense up, possibly in surprise from the suddenness of how quickly the American had sped up. Just as Alfred was sure that Ivan was on the brink of cumming he felt the grip in his hair tighten and yank him off the cock and pull him up to meet Ivan's lips with his own.

"We will not be ending this so quickly, moi malen'kaya shlyukha. Remove your shirt and tie and give me the tie."�

Alfred hesitated half a moment before quickly removing his shirt and handing his tie to Ivan.

"Good. Now turn around and bend over the table."�

Alfred swallows, anticipation welling in his gut at the commanding tone the other is using, and does as he is told. He feels Ivan get behind him, that monster cock rubbing against his ass cheeks in a wonderful way as Ivan takes his arms and binds them across his back wrist to elbow. He feels Ivan shift his weight slightly and suddenly the pipe Ivan is always carrying is thrust into his face.

"I suggest you get this good and wet shlyukha. Unless you want it going in dry."�

Alfred eyes the pipe, it wasn't as narrow as it seemed when next to the large Russian, definitely a good inch, inch and half in diameter. He opens his mouth and leans forward to take the cold metal into his warm cavity, working to slather as much spit onto it as he could. When Ivan was sure the pipe was nice and wet he pulled it away from the American's face and brought it around to his rear. Once there he used one hand to spread the cheeks and expose the puckered dark hole and brought the pipe up to that hole with the other. He grinned as he slowly pushed it against the hole and worked it in. Alfred was squirming, this was not comfortable in the least, but it had him getting even harder as the tip of the pipe was pushed past his tight ring of muscle and into his ass. He let out a low moan and whimper at the feeling, biting his lip so hard he swore he had to have drawn blood. It just felt so good. The burning pain of his ass being penetrated so roughly, it was more than he'd ever been able to do to himself. He felt as Ivan began to push and pull the pipe, working it in deeper into his ass. Suddenly Alfred saw an explosion in his vision and cried out incoherently. Ivan smirked realizing he had struck the other's prostate and decided to pound into it with his pipe. Alfred was grateful for the table as he felt his knees give out on him after Ivan began vigorously striking his prostate. He felt himself nearing his peak and wondered if Ivan would stop him as he had himself or if he would keep going. He didn't have to wait long for an answer as he arched his back and came with a shout. However, rather than causing Ivan to back off and let him recover Ivan seemed to push harder against his prostate and grind the pipe into it as he came, forcing the other to remain hard even after finishing his climax. Alfred let out a whimper at the rough treatment and struggled to have the pressure alleviated in some way. Only when the American began to whimper and moan while struggling under the pressure of his pipe did Ivan let up and pull the pipe out and set it aside. Then he grabbed Alfred's hips to still them as he maneuvered the head of his cock to line up with the hole he had just violated. He nudged at it with his cock before pushing the head in. Alfred let out a deep guttural groan as the thick cock began to penetrate him. Then he let loose a sharp cry as Ivan thrust the rest in in one swift motion. Tears gathered at the corners of Alfred's eyes as Ivan sat fully seated within him. It hurt, oh God did it hurt, but it felt so good. Not waiting for the pain to dissipate Alfred bucks his hips back into the other's and Ivan began to move. He pulled out before quickly thrusting back in. There was no slow build up of speed he simply dove right in and pounded the other harshly against the table. Due to his size it wasn't long before every thrust was striking his prostate and Alfred was a wriggling moaning mess beneath the larger man. It was so degrading to be fucked like this that Alfred was getting even harder and soon was cumming once again. Ivan however was not quite done yet and grabbed Alfred's bound hands and hauled him to a standing position, his cock still embedded in his ass and thus lifting Alfred from the ground. He turned them to face the wall and pushed Alfred roughly against it. Alfred groaned at the rough treatment, loving the feeling of only being supported by the thick cock in his ass and the grip on his hip. Being forced against the wall left him once again moaning as Ivan began another round of vigorous pounding. He was back at full attention in no time and this time Ivan brought a hand around to pump him in time with his thrusts. It had him crying out for more even as he felt himself peak for the third time that day. This time Ivan pounded into him and came as well, spilling his seed into the smaller man. When they had both come down from the high of climax Ivan removed himself from the other and bent slightly to pick him up, one arm under his knees the other around his shoulders. He then turned and set him into one of the chairs before gathering his clothes and tossing them to him.

"I suggest that you get dressed."�

Alfred blinked owlishly at the Russian.

"What..."

�"You should get dressed."�

Ivan was already tucking himself back into his pants as he turned to face his partner.

"Once you are ready we will go up to my room and, discuss things."�

"Huh?"�

Ivan raises an eyebrow at him.

"Moi podsolnechnik, you did not think this would be just a one time event, did you?"�

Alfred stares at Ivan and a faint pink tints his cheeks before he swiftly gets dressed and lets the Russian carry him to his room.

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Hehe, these two are so cute sometimes. So was it awful or did I make all of you happy with how this turned out. I hope you liked it but I won't really know unless you review. Anyway I am beginning to have a hard time coming up with scenarios for this to continue. I have the outline for a UKUS one I plan to do next and I'd also like to do a Fruk, AmeCan, GerIta, and CanAme, but I have no idea what situation I'm going to use for them. So I'm asking you guys, my readers, for your suggestions and input on how these guys should be caught in the act. Let me know in your review.
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