Blackmail and Promises
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
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2,320
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Don't own APH. At all. Nor am I making any money from this lovely story endevour.
Blackmail and Promises
This fic is really because I can never find any Turkey/Greece fics. Aaand because I felt like playing around a little with current events.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish I owned Axis Powers: Hetalia, I do not. Neither am I making any money off of this because while it would be neat, I doubt anyone could make a living off of writing fan fiction.
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“Your economy is struggling… I will help, but you would have to do something for me in exchange.”
That’s how it started; that smug grin as he looked down at me, half of his face covered by that stupid mask, knowing I couldn’t refuse any deal he was about to give me. It made me want to just punch him square in the mouth, and if I had any other options at my disposal, I would have, too.
But I didn’t, so here I am, a prisoner of blackmail and back room promises of “help” and “protection.” Oh I could leave, he says, but he’s also quick to point out that to do that would mean my entire country crumbling as the once proud nation of Greece struggles to squirm out from under the crushing thumb of debt. I can only imagine what he plans to do, the perverted Turkish bastard. The thoughts of what will happen while I’m here are enough to keep even me from sleep at night.
“You look tired, kitten. You should get some rest,” he croons to me softly. “Come over here and curl up with me like a good little kitten.”
“I’d rather not,” I mumble, giving him a suspicious glare as I watch him closely. When had he even come in, anyway?
“Now, now… Is that any way to talk? After all, I am the one saving your country, am I not?”
Cursing softly under my breath in Greek, I move over slowly, the sheer silk pants he had me put on when I arrived gliding against my legs gently. I’ll admit they’re comfortable, but only in my head; never to him. I’ll never let him think that for one moment I’m enjoying anything about being here.
“That’s a good kitten,” he scratches under my chin, and I resist the urge to bite his fingers. It’s humiliating having to play house pet to someone who was once your mortal enemy.
His hands move around to my back, petting me gently and occasionally scratching lightly along my spine. Is this really his only intention? To treat me like a cat until the deal is done? I have to admit, there would definitely be worse things, but I can’t allow myself to get comfortable with the situation. That could be exactly what he’s waiting for; a moment where my guard is let down so he can strike like a snake. Though… The petting really is making me notice how tired I am… Maybe it would be alright to rest for a little while. After all, he can’t risk leaving a bad impression when I leave this place, or else I could report it to the UN.
As my eyes start to droop, he begins humming softly. Why does that tune sound so familiar…? I don’t have time to contemplate it before my mind finally lets go and succumbs to the sweet blissfulness of sleep.
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More to come. I feel like being evil and mean to my favorite character today >.>
There is going to be sex in later chapter, I promise ;)
Disclaimer: As much as I wish I owned Axis Powers: Hetalia, I do not. Neither am I making any money off of this because while it would be neat, I doubt anyone could make a living off of writing fan fiction.
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“Your economy is struggling… I will help, but you would have to do something for me in exchange.”
That’s how it started; that smug grin as he looked down at me, half of his face covered by that stupid mask, knowing I couldn’t refuse any deal he was about to give me. It made me want to just punch him square in the mouth, and if I had any other options at my disposal, I would have, too.
But I didn’t, so here I am, a prisoner of blackmail and back room promises of “help” and “protection.” Oh I could leave, he says, but he’s also quick to point out that to do that would mean my entire country crumbling as the once proud nation of Greece struggles to squirm out from under the crushing thumb of debt. I can only imagine what he plans to do, the perverted Turkish bastard. The thoughts of what will happen while I’m here are enough to keep even me from sleep at night.
“You look tired, kitten. You should get some rest,” he croons to me softly. “Come over here and curl up with me like a good little kitten.”
“I’d rather not,” I mumble, giving him a suspicious glare as I watch him closely. When had he even come in, anyway?
“Now, now… Is that any way to talk? After all, I am the one saving your country, am I not?”
Cursing softly under my breath in Greek, I move over slowly, the sheer silk pants he had me put on when I arrived gliding against my legs gently. I’ll admit they’re comfortable, but only in my head; never to him. I’ll never let him think that for one moment I’m enjoying anything about being here.
“That’s a good kitten,” he scratches under my chin, and I resist the urge to bite his fingers. It’s humiliating having to play house pet to someone who was once your mortal enemy.
His hands move around to my back, petting me gently and occasionally scratching lightly along my spine. Is this really his only intention? To treat me like a cat until the deal is done? I have to admit, there would definitely be worse things, but I can’t allow myself to get comfortable with the situation. That could be exactly what he’s waiting for; a moment where my guard is let down so he can strike like a snake. Though… The petting really is making me notice how tired I am… Maybe it would be alright to rest for a little while. After all, he can’t risk leaving a bad impression when I leave this place, or else I could report it to the UN.
As my eyes start to droop, he begins humming softly. Why does that tune sound so familiar…? I don’t have time to contemplate it before my mind finally lets go and succumbs to the sweet blissfulness of sleep.
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More to come. I feel like being evil and mean to my favorite character today >.>
There is going to be sex in later chapter, I promise ;)