Warmth

Ivan can’t help but admire how beautiful his prey looks like this.

Eyes closed.

Cheeks flushed.

Legs spread.

He silently approaches the younger boy who still seems to be unaware of his presence. "you're feeling lonely too, Latvia?" he asks. A slight hint of amusement in his voice.

Raivis' eyes snap open. His mind stays blurred for a moment, then panic hits him when he sees the tall Russian standing next to his bed. He quickly withdraws his hand from between his legs before reaching for a blanket to cover up with, but just as his fingers make contact with the soft fabric, Ivan grabs his wrist.

“R-R-Russia, I...p-please l-let go, I-”

“Sssssh. I don‘t like it when you stutter” Ivan calmly declares “if you can’t speak properly then be quite.”

Raivis begins to tremble. His free hand tugging at his shirt to hide as much as possible of his bare skin, the other still clutching the blanket. Refusing to let go. He tries to calm down, but can’t. His heart is beating too hard, making his chest hurt. Why is he not allowed to cover himself? He doesn’t want to be seen like this. So weak and vulnerable. But then again, he’s always weak. Always vulnerable. The feeling of Ivan’s strong hand gripping his, oh so breakable, wrist is enough to make him want to cry. A startled sob escapes his lips when he realizes he already is.

"I miss Lithuania" Ivan sighs. Not seeming to notice the tears trailing down Raivis' cheeks "Now that he's staying at America's house this place seems so much colder don't you think?" The bed squeaks in protest as he sits down next to the boy before pulling him closer. "you won't leave me like that. You'll stay with me, right?"

"Y-yes..."

Raivis will stay. He has no choice. The fear of what happens to those who disobey the Russian is much greater than the wish to be free. He sighs in relief when Ivan finally lets go of his wrist. However, sitting this close to the larger man prevents him from feeling less insecure.

"You're shaking" Ivan murmurs "are you scared?"

He nods. Whimpering as the Russian caresses his neck. The touch is soft. Almost loving. But the dread in Raivis’ eyes does not subside. He knows this man can't be trusted. He has seen the scars on Toris' back.

"Don't be" Ivan says, kissing his temple, making him so puzzled he instantly stops crying "you were touching yourself because you're lonely right? Because it's so cold here. It’s all right... Let's share warmth"

Raivis gasps when a pair of strong hands starts to gently rub his back.

"Relax. I'm just trying to make you feel better"

He closes his eyes. The calm tone in Ivan’s voice soothes him. Perhaps if he just plays along then nothing bad will happen. He hesitates a bit before leaning closer. ‘this feels kind of nice’ he thinks, surprised that the man he has seen treat his brother with nothing but cruelty can be this gentle with him. He stops shaking. Breath calm and relaxed. Forgetting all about his pants-less state Raivis quits tugging his shirt and rests his head against Ivan's chest, enjoying the warmth of his embrace.

Warm. Safe. protected.

The words briefly enter his mind, but he soon feels like he's proven wrong. Without warning he suddenly finds himself being forcefully pushed backwards and then pinned to the mattress. Ivan is gripping his wrists again. Holding both of them with one hand.

Trapped.

"P-please don't hurt me" Raivis barely manages to utter. His breath hitches as the Russian begins to unbutton his shirt. He's sure Ivan has a knife hidden somewhere. That he's gonna torture him. Slice him open. "I could never hurt you, Latvia" Ivan answers "you're too fragile. If I play those kind of games with you, you'll break. That's why, when I make you mine, I have to be gentle"

Raivis's heartbeats begin to quicken. Doesn't he already belong to Russia? Then if he's not talking about an invasion...

"Nhh"

He moans in discomfort when Ivan's hand slides over his exposed stomach before moving towards his chest. At first Raivis fears that he's is going to reach for his neck and strangle him, but the hand makes a sudden halt right above his pounding heart. Ivan seems to hesitate for a moment then. Violet eyes narrow as if he's concentrating really hard on something. His heartbeats? Raivis feels like it's pounding too fast. Like it's going to burst.

Ka-dunk

Ka-dunk

Ka-dunk

This is it.

This is what Toris has warned him about.

The calm before the storm.

"You're like a rabbit!"

What!?

Despite being frightened to the point where dark spots are dancing before his eyes, Raivis can't help but stare at Ivan's childish smile in downright confusion.

"When you catch them. They get all startled and worked up, so their heart starts beating really hard, like yours is doing now. But then when you..."

Kill.

"Pet them and talk to them in a soft voice they'll calm down. Just like you calmed down when I rubbed your back!"

Ivan lets go of his wrists before laying down next to him. "Don't worry. I'll make your heartbeats calm down again" he says, his voice soft, like he's speaking to a lost child "I'm gonna pet you until you're not scared anymore."

Raivis doesn't dare object. He just lays there in silence and tries not to squirm while Ivan caresses his stomach. It tickles, but at least the touch is tender. Not rough. The pain in his chest gradually begins to fade when Ivan places a light kiss on his cheek, and then a second one on his collarbone. The larger man doesn't seem as dangerous when he's like this. When he's touching him the way Raivis imagine a touch between lovers is meant to be like. Is that what Ivan wants from him? Love? He finds the thought strangely arousing.

"Oh, it looks like you need me to touch you down here too~" Ivan whispers in a sing-song voice.

"W-wait!" Raivis begs. His cheeks turn red with embarrassment when Ivan begins to stroke his erection. At first the strange, intense feeling troubles him. Making him writhe and struggle. But soon a burning need to be touched even more begins to grow. A soft moan escapes his parted lips, followed by several pants and gasps.

"Feels good doesn't it?" Ivan murmurs.

"Yes" Raivis breaths "ahh... Russia"

“Call me Ivan~”

“I-Ivan... nnh”

His skin is burning beneath the touch. It feels like the warmth is slowly killing him, yet his only wish is to be stroked harder. Faster. He jerks his hips upwards and groans in delight when Ivan's movements quickens.

It all ends too fast.

Something akin to a sob is the only sound he makes as he reaches his climax. His whole body shivers with the impact before his tense muscles finally relax. After a few seconds of pure bliss the blur that covers his vision disappears and he looks at Ivan as if he's seeing him for the first time. Being blinded by fear he has never quite noticed how good-looking the Russian really is. Raivis doesn't flinch like he usually would when he feels the other's cheek rest against his chest.

They lay like this in silence for a while.

Ivan listening to Raivis' heart.

The Latvian carefully running his fingers through the Russians hair.

"It worked. It's beating normally now."

"Thank you" Raivis whispers in a small voice.

Ivan sits up. His eyes seem to turn darker for a moment. He climbs out of bed and picks up the blanket, that has been tossed to the floor, before using it to cover Raivis' frail body. "You must be tired" he says, sounding a bit depressed "I'll let you go to sleep now."

Raivis quickly sits up when he realizes Ivan is about to leave.

"Don't go!"

"Is that an order?"

Ivan cocks his head to the side and grins, making Raivis regret his words.

"I mean... y-you don't have to go if you don't want to. My bed is a bit small, but if we sleep r-really close to each other then..."

The sentence is easily cut off by a kiss. Raivis can't compare it to earlier experiences, because this is his first, but despite a faint, bitter taste of vodka the kiss is heavenly sweet. He moans in disappointment when Ivan pulls back.

"You're still scared?"

"No I-"

"Your heart is beating very hard again."

Raivis blushes and lowers his gaze. "It's because-" a short pause, then his frown is replaced with a smile "You're right. It is. I guess you have to pet me some more."

end.