Closer | By : Gothatheart Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 1890 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Closer
Author/Artist: the_madz_hatter
Rating: R
Fandom: APH
Pairing: Russia/America
Theme: 91. Toxic tease.
Genre/s: Romance/Erotica
Warnings: Sensuality and uh, it's very lime-ish.
Words: 721~
Summary: And this time, it is Ivan who is pursued.
Disclaimer/Claimer: APH is the sole property of Hidekaz Himaruya. I own nothing. No money is being made by the creation of this work and no copyright infringement is intended.
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Friends. Lovers. Rivals. Enemies.
As Ivan and Alfred pursue their rather peculiar relationship, the lines that separate all those roles are blurred together. Ivan watches him from afar, quite literally, in the meeting room and admires the golden hair that reminds him of sunflowers, the sunshine smile on those kissable lips and yet, he frowns at the mischievous, darkening glint in those sky blue eyes. Alfred is just as unpredictable as he is. What will that rambunctious nation come up with next?
Alfred probably knows that he is being watched and in his own way, he does the same, always trying to keep himself close, even when he says that he doesn’t really like Ivan. Sometimes, he gets too close and really, Ivan can’t find it in his heart to complain, not when he thinks he has made a new special friend, as he gets up, excuses himself from the meeting room and begins the chase, sauntering into the hallways of the building, never once looking back.
Alfred comes after him and pins him against the nearest wall.
His hands are strong and firm and very warm, Ivan thinks, as those same hands move all over his body, cupping his chin, caressing his cheeks, sliding down to his hips, grabbing the full globes of his still clothed ass and stroking him, just briefly, very briefly, giving him a taste of what is to come. Ivan gasps as Alfred brings his hands up and tugs on Ivan's scarf hard, causing him to lean down, his knees buckling. He barely notices the way his scarf carelessly slithers down to the floor.
Alfred hisses at him, “What are you doing?”
Now it’s time to take control of the chase. Ivan answers the question with a kiss, biting at Alfred’s bottom lip, demanding entrance and Alfred groans and yields, leaning heavily into Ivan now. Ivan takes it all, his tongue darting in, licking Alfred’s teeth and his tongue, tasting the sweetness of his mouth. Or maybe, it’s poison, he thinks, because he’s already drowning in it, shamelessly addicted, and only pulls away when they need to breathe.
Alfred arches his hips into Ivan’s and Ivan lets out a moan, wrapping his arms around Alfred’s waist, wanting to feel all of him, his warmth, his passion—everything. He can even feel Alfred’s arousal through the clothing and he grins madly. Maybe they’ll do it here, let all the others see and they will judge, oh they will judge. He’ll crush Arthur’s supposedly hardened, bitter heart to pieces.
As if on cue, this little session of theirs ends. As they hear the thunderous, damning steps, they force themselves apart. Alfred’s cheeks are flushed. His lips are swollen. His hair’s a mess. Not that Ivan’s own appearance is any better. He picks up his scarf, dusts off any particulates it has picked up and wraps it around his neck. Alfred takes an aggressive stance, pointing an accusing finger towards him, acting as though they have had just an argument as well as a fight. “Did you see what he did?!”
Arthur looks at them both and sneers at Alfred. “What are you talking about, you idiot?!”
Ivan spreads his hands out and smiles through it all. “Yes, what indeed. It’s not as though he’s been watching, after all.”
It’s too easy to fall back into those roles. Alfred catches his eyes, wonders what he’s trying to do, because they have to keep up with this farce, right? At least that’s what Ivan thinks Alfred is asking of him and Ivan likes to think that he knows Alfred well.
Arthur is looking at them again, clearly suspicious now and then he glares at Alfred. “What is he trying to do?”
Alfred just laughs and waves him off. “You know what, just forget about it.”
Arthur sneers at Alfred one last time and storms off, probably heading back to the meeting room. Ivan stares at Alfred and Alfred stares back. The smirk on Alfred’s lips probably matches the mischievous smile on Ivan’s.
“Let’s continue this, shall we?” Ivan asks sweetly.
Another carefree laugh spills from those lips. Alfred moves closer, always a bit too close and pulls him into a kiss. Ivan never truly minds, because with Alfred like this, it’s easier to watch him, to keep him all his.
Fin.
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A/n: I had a very frustrating day. I wrote this to make myself feel better. Anyway, inspired by the song “Toxic”. :D :D
As always, feedback is appreciated. ;3;
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