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Snitch	By : Sadistic-uke Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 2917 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do now own the character's, their names or appearances and I make no profit from this. I do not own Hetalia either.

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Ok, there’s only a little smut in this chapter, but I hope it’s good at least! Also, considering putting in some plot...Leave reviews if you have a prefence to pointless smut or smut and story.

The water was warm, soothing even under the circumstances. There was a soft smell, something Matthew couldn’t place, but it smelt summery and relaxing, and with the drug in his system he had little choice but to let the warm water and aroma calm him, his eyelids drooping as he felt those calloused large hands on him.

It felt like they were everywhere at once, but that was undoubtedly due to his mind being too clogged with whatever had been forced down his throat at Toris’s insistence.

Matthew was both grateful for the drug and furious that he couldn’t even try to fight back. He felt hopeless as Ivan ran those calloused fingers over his thighs, one arm wrapped around his chest to hold him up. He could scarcely even squirm or whimper, but the drugs weren’t enough to pass out with.

He was stuck with feeling Ivan’s hands roaming his body, hearing the quiet pleased sounds Ivan was making and the humiliation of being too tired to fight the effects of Ivan touching him so gently. He was sure Ivan was aware of his arousal, but so far at least the other hadn’t shown any interest in it, no side comment or touch; he seemed to just ignore it.

If it wasn’t for the drug Matthew doubted he’d be hard. He kept blaming everything on the drug but in truth he wasn’t so sure. He would be struggling without the drug, but it wouldn’t take much for Ivan to subdue him, and he was sure it wouldn’t really take much more than this to get him hard either. He was a teenager after all, and Ivan was being so gentle with his touches. It would be easy to pretend he was elsewhere, with someone who hadn’t filled his most bloody of nightmares since he was little.

With Francis as his father Matthew was well aware of sex and terms for it, but he never really held that much interest. By the time he was old enough to be interested he had too much to worry about with Alfred and Arthur and Francis all fighting all the time. He also had to spend far too long struggling to be noticed without falling into his brother’s attention seeking behavior. He would never copy his brother, his selfishness really made Matthew want to punch him sometimes. Alfred was always willing to hurt people for his goals.

Matthew was dimly aware his mind had wandered off, but thinking about anything but what was happening was a good thing, so he continued dwelling on thoughts of his family.

Ivan smiled at the short gasp and mild tensing he earned from Matthew as he brushed his hand over the tip of Matthew’s arousal. “Matvey is so adorable.” He said softly into the others ears, happy to have brought the boy back from wherever he’d gone off to.

Matthew shuddered softly, the drug causing the action to be even more suppressed. His eyes widened a bit and he tried to struggle, but it only came out as light squirming as Ivan grasped his erection by the base and began moving his hand gently.

He let out a soft whimper and closed his eyes, shaking his head softly, wishing once again that he hadn’t been forced to take that drug.

Ivan ignored the sounds and tightened his grip around Matthew’s chest slightly as he continued stroking the boy, turning him just slightly so he could look at Matthew’s face. “So red.” He chuckled softly, wishing he had a free hand to brush the few strands of hair that had fallen over Matthew’s face away.

Matthew blushed slightly more at the comment, squeezing his eyes shut as tightly as he could, but it was too draining and he felt himself giving up and relaxing his face, his eyes remaining closed.

Ivan frowned softly and looked at Matthew. “I am missing Matvey’s eyes.” He said, a slight warning tone in his voice as he spoke.

Matthew ignored it; shaking slightly as Ivan sped up his hand movements, thumb twirling over the top and forcing a moan from Matthew.

Ivan’s hand stilled and began squeezing painfully, leaning in just a little closer so he could whisper into Matthew’s ear. “Open your eyes Matvey.”

Matthew’s eyes opened as he gave a soft whimper of pain. He wanted to close them again as Ivan pulled back so he could look into Matthew’s eyes. The pleased look Ivan was giving made Matthew feel sick, but he kept his eyes open, the fear of being hurt again outweighing his humiliation at being forced to look at Ivan as the man stroked him.

“Hmm? Matvey does not like pain.” Ivan seemed to pout slightly at the discovery, but he soon had Matthew pulsing in his hand again. Matthew hadn’t gone entirely soft from the pain, but he’d certainly soften a bit.

Matthew closed his eyes for a second before remembering the pain and opening them, looking down at the water, but carefully away from himself and Ivan’s hand.

Ivan sighed softly. “Oh well. I guess gentle is good too da? And I still have my Toris for pain.”

Matthew swallowed softly, focusing on the ripples on the water’s surface, how they seemed to run from him, desperate to escape like he was, even willing to crash against the side of the bath and cease to exist just to get away from what was happening.

His breath hitched as Ivan sped up a little more, the hand around his chest still holding him carefully as the other hand worked hard, trying to give Matthew as much pleasure as it could.

Ivan could tell from the way Matthew reacted that no one had touched the boy like this, apart from Matthew himself, and even that was evidently a rare occurrence. He felt a rush of possessiveness and his arm holding the boy in place tightened slightly. Matthew was truly his in every way. Toris had been touched before he’d gotten to Ivan, but everyone who had touched him had somehow passed away soon afterwards, besides, his virginity had been Ivan’s, but this was so much more. Matthew was completely Ivan’s. Ivan was going to get the boys first everything.

There was so much to teach, and so much time to do it.

Ivan smiled happily and gave Matthew a few firmer strokes before the boy shuddered and came, moaning softly, tears leaking from his eyes.

Ivan frowned softly at the crying. “Is Matvey not happy?”

Matthew began crying harder, but he was too lethargic from the orgasm and the drug to really be sobbing as much as he needed to.

Ivan shook his hand under the water, cleaning it quickly before lifting it from the water and stroking Matthew’s wet cheek gently. He pulled the boy flush against his chest again, this time so the boy was facing him, crying into his chest. “Shush. I will not hurt my Matvey.” Ivan tried to sooth the boy, rubbing his back gently and speaking softly. He hated when Toris cried, and he found it was no better with Matthew.

After a while of this there was a soft knocking on the door. “I-Ivan sir?”

Ivan looked up and called out quietly for Toris to enter. He could do with the other’s help right now.

Toris came in and saw Matthew crying and Ivan’s child like expression of hopelessness. Toris couldn’t help but be torn between smiling at how strangely endearing Ivan could be and worrying over Matthew.

He pushed his feelings for Ivan to the side for now and rushed over to the bath, glancing at Ivan for a moment. “M-maybe he should get some sleep? I-I think he might just be tired.” He said, knowing Ivan knew he wasn’t being completely honest.

Ivan sighed softly and nodded, scooping Matthew into his arms and standing up, water rushing off of the two as Ivan stepped out of the bath.

Toris grabbed a bathrobe and held it out, letting Ivan manipulate Mathew’s exhausted body so he was wearing the bathrobe. Ivan struggled to get his own on as he held Matthew. He eventually managed it and carried Matthew back to the couch where he laid him down and kissed his wet hair softly before pulling the hood over it and chaining Matthew’s ankle carefully.

He pulled the thick blanket over Matthew, not worried about it getting wet. Matthew was more important and the room was too cold for Matthew to just have the bathrobe, especially as the boy was wet from the bath.

He gave him one last kiss on the head, although the bathrobe was now in the way, before leaving the room to return to the bath where Toris was waiting.

Toris had pulled the plug and was watching the water swirling away, the gargling sound following it down the drain.

Ivan wrapped his arms around Toris from the back and nuzzled his neck. “Why does Matvey not like my touch?”

Toris bit his lip gently, trying to find an answer that boarded between the truth and what Ivan wanted to hear. “H-he...Well this is all still so new to him. H-he’s probably just scared.”

Ivan nodded softly against him. “I suppose you may be right. I hope he does not take too long.”

Toris nodded and let Ivan hold him until the bath was empty. “U-um, Ivan, do you want to take a bath? I-if not you should get dressed. It’s too cold to stay wet.”

Ivan nodded, his mind still on Matthew. “Bath sounds good da.” He said, sighing softly and letting go of Toris so the other could plug the bath again and turn the water on.

They watched as it slowly filled, Toris slipping out of his clothing and folding them neatly in the corner before walking back to Ivan.

Ivan wrapped an arm around him and breathed against the shorter man’s shoulder, enjoying the scent he’d missed so much. “You did not have to call me...” He said quietly, sadness in his voice as he spoke about all the phone calls Toris had made while Ivan was in prison.

Toris pulled away from Ivan’s arm so he could face the man and hug him properly. “I-I wanted to...”

Ivan smiled, but there was doubt in his eyes as he wrapped his arms around Toris again. “You really missed me?”

“Of course! I missed you a lot Ivan...” He said the second part quietly, muffling his voice by burying his face in Ivan’s chest, the bathrobe just barely covering the skin.

“I missed my Toris too. I am glad he missed me.”

Toris blushed slightly and pulled away. “Um, the bath’s full so...”

Ivan smiled, knowing full well what the blush was for. A bath was not designed to get clean after all.

Ivan nodded and let the bathrobe slip from his shoulders and crumple on the floor. He kicked it a little away from the bath and stepped in, sitting down and turning off the tap, waiting for Toris to join him in the bath, which he did eagerly, sitting between the other’s legs and resting against his chest.

“Hmm...Does Toris want to wait until tonight maybe?”

“Huh? U-um, I guess whatever you want Ivan...”

Ivan nodded. “I will get nice things for Toris. It has been so long, I think it should be romantic da?”

Toris felt a slight fluttering in his chest as he smiled, turning to face Ivan. “Th-that sounds nice Ivan.”

Ivan smiled in return and leant forward to kiss Toris, the other eagerly opening his mouth for Ivan and returning the kiss, his hands wrapping around the back of Ivan’s neck as he moaned gently into the kiss.

Ivan’s hand went down to grope Toris’s rear, chuckling softly as he pulled away from the kiss. Toris’s face was flushed and Ivan was so tempted to forget the romantic plans for tonight. His Toris just looked so tempting right now, but he resisted, knowing he had to be patient so they could both enjoy their reunion as much as possible. He wanted it to be sweet, not rushed and purely lustful.

Toris kept his arms around Ivan’s neck, turning so that he was facing the other so they could kiss again without Toris having to strain so much.

Ivan kept one hand on Toris’s rear, the other beginning to rub his back, sighing happily before he leant down to capture his lover’s lips tenderly, enjoying the gentle shudder of pleasure Toris gave as their tongues danced again.

He pulled away slightly so he could speak, their lips still touching slightly. “You did miss me.” He said, clearly enjoying Toris’s eagerness.

“O-of course I did...I said that before.”

“You are so cute Toris.” He didn’t give Toris the chance to reply before kissing him again, taking his time to reclaim Toris’s mouth.

He could remember when Toris had not been so eager, when a simple kiss had gotten crying and shaking and a stiff unresponsive Toris. He remembered when Toris had even tried to fight back, and when Toris was too scared to fight back, and now finally he was willingly here, not wanting to fight back.

Ivan did not like to think that he’d ‘broken’ Toris. He preferred to think of it as training. Toris had wanted to be with him before, he just hadn’t known. He’d needed to be taught that he wanted to be here. The fact that Toris was now sitting there happily, clearly loving every touch he got from Ivan only strengthened his views. Clearly it would be the same for Matthew.

Next chapter will have fluffy but slightly dark Toris and Ivan smut which is mostly there for my friend who’s helping to keep me on track with this story! Thanks Tolys! (Tolys is the correct form of Toris btw, and my friend cosplay’s Lithuania while another friend cosplays Ivan and they are actually dating...which made this chapter just a little bit awkward for me to write...that and I’m sitting on a train where people can look over and read this without me even noticing...)
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