A/N: This is a multi-chapter fic that will contain a lot of dark themes such as rape. If you don't like this please don't read on. This was co-written between myself and a friend and was written over two years ago. I feel the need to mention this because we have greatly changed our view of Russia since then. However we worked hard on this and I want to share it with other hetalia fans.

Pain Works - Chapter 1

Toris was very relieved that Ivan was not present during his visit to Matthew's house. The gentle Canadian always seemed very nervous around the man that followed Toris like a shadow, and now that Ivan was gone, the two could talk, and get to know each other better without the Canadian being anxiously fearful of the Russians presence nearby.

The visit itself was very pleasant. He had enjoyed the Canadians gentle and polite personality, so when the Canadian requested that Toris visit his house before he left back to Russia, the brunette had enthusiastically agreed.

Although the visit wasted Ivan's precious time in returning to Russia, the Russian had agreed unusually easily to Toris' visit to Matthew's home. It was odd, but Toris tried not to think much on it.

"Do you like the tea?" Matthew asked him with a pleasant smile, while he placed some more milk and sugar on the table.

"Yes, it is very nice." Toris said, as he sipped the tea gently. The Canadian really did make tea like an Englishman. Even though most of their population was Canadian, German, Quebecois or Eastern European, English loyalists and culture seemed to prevail among the different isolated communities of Canada. "Thank you very much for inviting me over to your place, and for the tea!"

"It's my pleasure!" Matthew replied and smiled brightly. While he was not charming in the way that a "knight in shining armour" was, Toris thought that he still carried a shy, disarming sort of charm to him.

Toris returned the smile and took another sip of his tea. "May I ask what brought this invitation about though? I must say it was a little unexpected."

He watched Matthew with open curiosity; the blond seemed nervous but also determined. "I've heard that. . .well Alfred's told me. . ." He seemed to be having trouble gathering his thoughts, making Toris wander just what Alfred had told Matthew.

"You can just say it Matthew." Toris said with a kind smile, hoping to relax the blond.

Matthew took a deep breath and let it out shakily. "Alfred told me that Ivan hurts you . . .and I want to help."

Toris felt he room get cold and he looked away from Matthew. "Alfred told you that?" He whispered softly feeling a little betrayed by Alfred's sharing of his secret so easily. Even though it had been over half a century since the American had found out, it was still a betrayal of trust.

"I'm sorry!" Matthew said quickly. "It's just we were talking one day and he accidentally mentioned the. . .well he mentioned your scars. When I heard that I had to ask where they came from and he told me."

Not knowing what to say, Toris remained quiet looking up at the blond finally.

"I want to help free you from Ivan! We're close so it wouldn't be too much trouble and Alfred is willing to help too!" Matthew said passionately. "Ivan shouldn't be allowed to hurt you anymore."

"Thank you Matthew, that's its very thoughtful of you." Toris said with a small smile. "But I am afraid I will have to decline."

Matthew stared at him in shock. "W-why?"

Toris found the Canadian's innocence to be both endearing and slightly annoying. "Because it's not as simple as that, it's not just me. Ivan keeps all three of us close, my brother's and I. And while you and Ivan are close there are many other nations besides Russia that separates you and I."

"But. . ." Matthew began to protest. Toris shook his head silencing him.

"It is truly appreciated." Toris told him politely. There really was no hope of him being free, not yet at least. When his brothers were free then maybe he could accept such an offer, but until then this was the safest thing for them all.

Toris' attention was brought back to Matthew when the blond stood. "I don't understand! Why wouldn't you accept my offer Toris? You don't . . . you don't actually enjoy it do you? How could you learn to? How would anyone learn to?" He wondered aloud.

"Matthew. . ." Toris said feeling shocked at the Canadian's words, he looked down at his shaking hands then trying to get control of his emotions. "What Ivan does to me . . . I really don't enjoy it." He closed his eyes as an expression of pain crossing his face. "My body has only become accustomed to it yet…and although it might feel nice…I get no real enjoyment from it."

"O-Oh…" Matthew swallowed, appearing deeply shocked. "I'm so sorry!" Matthew said apologetically, his overly Edwardian manners still affecting him. "I didn't mean...I mean...I'm so sorry!"

Toris shook his head while he gazed at Matthew and offered him a sad smile. "No, it is alright. You didn't know . . . and it's not as though what Ivan does to me is secret. It…does not surprise me that some would think that I enjoy it."

"You do not enjoy it, Toris?" Ivan voice suddenly broke into the room, and both of them stiffened in surprise.

"I-Ivan…what are you doing here?" Toris was shocked. He had agreed to meet Ivan away from Matthew's house.

"I get bored, and decide to pick Toris up early. Yet I find him speaking bad things about me to the Canadian~" Ivan's spoke dangerously, yet his child like smile never wavered.

"No! No he wasn't speaking anything bad about you Ivan…I-I was just asking..." Matthew gulped and stood out of his chair. He was clearly scared out of his mind, but he still took several protective steps towards Toris. It seemed that he did not want Ivan to hurt Toris.

"You wanted to know how one can learn to like pain…da? Is Alfred becoming rough?" Ivan asked sweetly, stepping closer to the Canadian.

"I-Ivan. . . please . . . you came to pick me up…so w-we should leave now." Toris stood up as well. He did not like the expression that was settling over Ivan's face.

"I will show you since I am so nice!" Ignoring Toris, Ivan walked over to Matthew and, despite the Canadians defensive struggle, he easily lifted the auburn blonde up and onto his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"W-What are you doing Ivan? L-Let me go!" Matthew screamed immediately as he struggled and flailed against the much stronger Russian.

"Ivan no! Let him go!" Toris cried out and rushed forward to attack Ivan in an attempt to force him to drop Matthew. He didn't care if he would become the target of Ivan's rage.

However, Ivan remained immobile. "You should come along to Toris…unless you think Matthew will be alright with first lesson alone..." Toris froze at his words while Matthew increased his yelling and struggling.

"Please Ivan… Just let him go. W-We should go home." Toris begged desperately.

"I will show Matthew what he wants to know, he asked, I will help!" Ivan replied. "He is quite pretty, da? I've always thought that teaching him would be very fun…so I will stop thinking about it, and I will do it for him!"

"He didn't ask you!" Toris cried defiantly.

"Ivan, I don't want this! L-Let me down now!" Matthew screamed again before the Russian suddenly turned and smacked the back of the Canadian's head against a wall. A silence hung over the kitchen as he was knocked out.

"There now I can get him ready in peace." Ivan said with a triumphant nod, now that the loud Canadian was silent.

"Matthew!" Toris cried in horror. "Ivan what have you done!" He said as he prepared to attack the tall Russian. If he could draw Ivan's attention onto him and away from Matthew...

"I just put him to sleep, so he won't fight and be so very…very noisy!" Ivan replied as he calmly carried the Canadian deeper into his house. He paused near the doorway to Matthew's room. "Will be easier for all of us, da?"

However, Toris moved in front of him and blocked the doorway. "No Ivan, I won't let you hurt Matthew." He moved his body into a fighter's stance.

"Then you had best be there to protect him right?" Ivan said as a familiar, insane glint in his eyes appeared.

Despite the look sending a shiver of fear up his spine, Toris still refused to move. He would attack Ivan if he even made one step towards the door.

Ivan stared at him momentarily, before he sighed and withdrew a gun. "Do you want his blood on your hands?" He smiled sweetly as he pointed it at Matt.

Toris' green eyes widened in fear. "No. . .please Ivan . . . don't…" He knew he could do nothing to prevent this, now that Ivan was threatening his life.

"Toris…open the door for me, da?" Ivan asked, and Toris nodded and complied, feeling as though he were betraying Matthew.

Ivan smiled before he put the gun away and patted Toris' head as he walked past him and into the room. Toris stood in the doorway, and watched Ivan with deep sorrow in his eyes.

"Come here and sit in that chair Toris...I will prepare Matthew for when he awakes." Ivan explained as the gently lay the Canadian on his bed. "…If you behave I'll let you tend to the wound on his head."

Knowing there was little choice, especially if he wanted Ivan to keep from hurting Matthew too much, Toris sat in the chair.

He didn't turn his gaze away as Ivan handled the Canadian like a ragdoll and stripped him down completely. Once he was naked, he used a torn up pillow sheet to tie the Canadian's hands behind his back as well as tie his knees and ankles.

"Ivan. . ." Toris whispered softly, desperately hoping that there was still a way to reason with him. "Matthew was only curious, this really isn't necessary."

"But it is because he is curious that we must teach him!" Ivan replied as he gagged Matthew. "And he is so innocent, just like you were back then, so I know that he will be just as much fun to teach." Toris could see that he was very gentle as he tied the gag. "I will be a good teacher for him, just as I was for you."

Toris shook his head. "I don't think he really wants to learn Ivan. We should just go home."

"Matthew is naïve and spoiled by Arthur. He is too stupid to decide whether or not he should go through with this. But I am very smart and observant! Just how I knew you needed to be taught this… I know that he must go through with this! So I will do it~" Ivan sighed. "Toris is talking too much, I think." Ivan said and after he finished tying Matthew, he walked over to the Lithuanian. "I will stop that." Before Toris understood what was happening, Ivan had both his arms behind his back and was handcuffing them. Ivan always seemed to carry those handcuffs around.

"No!" Toris cried as the handcuffs were snapped into place. "Ivan please stop all this!" He said, although he knew it was useless.

"You've not been good Toris...so I'll start with you." Ivan said, before he removed everything that Toris was wearing, which started with his upper clothing and finished with his pants, though Toris' flailing gave him a bit of a hard time. The only article of clothing which was not removed was his shirt, which couldn't be removed because of the handcuffs. Ivan pushed the shirt up to Toris' arm pits then gave his nipples a lick.

Toris let out a strangled moan when Ivan licked his nipples. He found himself more disturbed over the fact that Matthew could wake up and see him like this rather than what Ivan was doing to him itself. This was nothing new to him after all. The brunet squeezed his eyes shut to block out the image of Matthew lying on the bed. Maybe if he tried hard enough he would wake up and this would all turn out to be a bad dream.

Groaning a bit and twitching on the bed, his legs and arms being very uncomfortable, Matthew slowly awoke. Smiling to himself Ivan forced Toris off the chair and in a kneeling position on the ground. He undid his pants and shoved the other's face into his lap. "Lick it or he doesn't wake up, ever." he warned, pointing the gun at the slowly waking Canadian.

Making a noise of distress at the sound of Matthew waking, Toris could only whimper in fear at that threat. With his face already buried in Ivan's lap he opened his mouth and began to lick at the familiar organ before him. Some part of him was horrified at how little effort it took him to get Ivan hard, as well as how easily he could take the large organ into his mouth.

Waking slowly to the sounds of slurping, Matthew rolled his eyes around the room, attempting to move. Quickly coming to the conclusion that he couldn't his eyes snapped to the only sounds in the room and he gasped, the sound muffled by the gag. Wanting to scream for the other to stop but being unable to, Matthew tried to struggle, only managing to hurt himself. He hissed in pain as the ropes dug into and rubbed against his skin.

"You've got your first bit of pain, da?" Ivan said, his face calm, "Now I shall show you more." He pulled Toris as far as he could onto his dick and came deep in the other's mouth making Toris choke, tears burning down the brunet eyes at the pain. There was no way to swallow it all and some leaked out of the brunet's mouth as he tried to.

Matthew growled in response, feeling angry and helpless. He flinched as he watched Ivan pull Toris back and kiss his lips before dragging the other over to where Matthew lay. Toris winced as he was dragged, and whispered to the other through swollen lips. "I'm sorry Matthew."

The blonde's eyes softened toward Toris as he tried to convey what his mouth could not. Toris managed a small smile in response but otherwise did not make eye contact with Matthew. He knew that things were just going to get worse from here.

"I will be the teacher, Matthew will learn well," Ivan said with a smile, "First we'll do demonstration!"

"Nghh!" Matthew tried to scream through the gag, still trying to free himself from the ropes. "Don't worry Matthew~ you'll have turn soon enough." Ivan said as he began to stroke Toris' body in ways that he knew would turn the other on.

"Ah!" Toris shook his head, as if trying to deny everything as Ivan stroked him. It did little good to stop his body from responding to Ivan's touches. His body was so attuned to Ivan that it took little for it to begin hardening when Ivan touched him the right way.

"That's good…lovely." Ivan said, feeling Toris harden in his hand. However, just when the other was about to cum he tied a knot with a piece of the ripped pillow case around the Lithuanians arousal.

Toris whimpered as his body strained and shook as it was denied its release.

"Now Matthew… watch carefully!" Ivan demanded to the Canadian. He suddenly put Toris on his knees and pushed him forward so that his face was on the bed with his ass in the air. He began to spank the brunet.

"No!" Toris cried as he struggled against the Russians strong grip and felt tears of humiliation gather in his eyes. He didn't want Matthew to see this! It was even worse because his erection began to throb; his body was aroused by this.

"You can get pain to feel like pleasure if you have pleasure first...that way your body becomes more accustom to it over time." Ivan explained as he stared thoughtfully at the Canadian.

"Huggh!" Matthew exclaimed, eyes wide in terror.

Sobbing at the pain and humiliation, Toris shook his head. "S-stop! P-please!" He begged.

"But Matthew needs to learn...unless you think you can be a better teacher Toris." Ivan said, a wicked smile crossing his face.

Toris shook his head. "No. . .h-he doesn't need to learn!" He cried, not able to see the expression on Ivan's face. "I-I won't do this to him!"

Ivan leaned down to him. "Then be quiet so I can teach him..."

"W-we s-should g-go home!" Toris cried, gasping out as Ivan spanked him particularly hard.

"No Toris...I must be good friend and help when asked..." he said as he undid the tie and gave another hard spank. Toris came almost immediately as his hip jerked and his vision greyed out from the force of the orgasm. He was left feeling weak and panting after it was done.

"That's how you learn to enjoy the pain." Ivan said. "Now it is time for practice."

Even though he was panting and half-conscious, Toris still shook his head. "N-no. . ." He whimpered, still wanting Matthew spared from this.

Ivan walked over to Matthew and forced him into mostly the same position. "We do not have all necessary tools…so today we'll stick to spankings." He wrapped one strong arm around the struggling Canadians hips, effectively keeping him still.

With his legs and arms bound, Matthew could not struggle free from the Russians grip, and after several strong jerks and wiggles, he resigned to glaring angrily at the Russian over his shoulder.

Ivan smiled back at the Canadian, and suddenly slapped his ass hard. Matthew winced but remained glaring at the Russian while Ivan began to repeatedly strike him.

However, the expression slowly turned to one of pain and fear as he realized that the slaps to his ass were building in force and speed. The pain eventually became clear on his face as he squirmed feebly with each strike.

Before long the Canadian gave up with glaring at Ivan, and tearfully gazed ahead as he panted and gasped desperately. Without any warning he suddenly struggled desperately in Ivan's arms again, as tears began to flow from his eyes.

Ivan's grip on his hips strengthened and he increased the force of his strikes in retaliation to Matthew's disobedience. Within minutes the Canadian stopped his struggles, to instead moan painfully behind the gag each time Ivan's hand met his buttocks.

"M-Matthew. . ." Toris whispered, trying to take the Canadian's mind off of what was happening.

Drool freely leaked from the gag as Matthew panted, gasped and moaned in pain.

"It is alright." Toris told him softly. "It will be over soon."

"Toris wants to help yes? Matthew is not learning very well." Ivan said, "Very stubborn." He gave another series of extremely strong strike to Matthew's buttocks, which resulted in multiple fresh sobs and cries from the Canadian. As the auburn blonde shook in pain, he moved his hands away from Matthew's red ass, and removed the gag from the Canadian. "Toris…come here and give him kiss."

"S-Stop this-!" Matthew begged, in between pained gasps and sobs. Ivan let out a low laugh, and responded with several hard slaps on the ass in response. He submitted for the moment, and gasped and whimpered in pain.

Toris did as he was told while his green eyes darkened with sorrow. "Concentrate on me." He whispered to Matthew before he kissed him deeply. The Canadian whimpered into his mouth but allowed it all the same.

Ivan continued to hit him, now working on the auburn blonde's thighs as well as butt. After a particularly painful strike Matthew moaned loudly, his face completely flushed from the tears of pain and humiliation that ran down his face.

Toris wished he could hold Matthew to help him through this, but his hands were bound behind his back. He pulled back and kissed away Matthew's tears. "Be strong." He whispered softly, trying to be encouraging.

"Does Toris want to hold Matthew?" Ivan asked, eyeing his unwilling accomplice.

"Please Ivan, this is hard on him." Toris said, looking up at the Russian.

"As you wish then my Toris..." Ivan said and unlocked the handcuffs. Toris' arms immediately went around Matthew's shoulders, gathering the other against him and holding him tightly

Whimpering and putting his head in the crook between Toris' shoulder and head Matthew cried in heaping sobs. He didn't think a spanking, of all things, could hurt half as much as this did.

"I'm so sorry Matthew." Toris whispered into his ear as he stroked Matthew's hair. "Pet him." Ivan instructed.

Murmuring another apology, Toris moved the arm wrapped around Matt's shoulders down between their bodies. His shaking fingers wrapped around Matt's flaccid member and began to stroke it.

"Ah!" Matthew shouted, "D-Don't!" In a new bout of hysterical struggles, he tried to get loose of both Toris and Ivan, but the Russian's large hand on his hip held him still again.

"You need Toris to help you, before you can get off on pain alone..." Ivan whispered into his ear.

"Don't." Toris told him. "He'll only hurt you more Matthew. Please, you must bear with it." and Matthew only cried in response. The Canadian shook as his pain and pleasure began to mix. Trying to make things as easy as he could for Matthew, Toris turned the blonde's head so that he could kiss him deeply as he continued to stroke him but Matthew only sobbed into the kiss.

"That's a good boy." Toris whispered as they parted for air and he began to kiss down Matthew's jaw. "Only a little more." He promised, beginning to stroke Matthew a little faster now that he was fully erect.

"Ah...!" Matthew screamed as his hips suddenly jerked into Toris' pale hand, his face flushing for another reason. "I...I..." He tried to speak, but no words managed out as he came into Toris' warm hand. Toris kept moving his hands until Matthew had finished, and used his free hand to tightly embrace the other without any words.

Over Matt's shoulder his eyes met Ivan's, but he quickly averted them from the crazed lavender gaze.

"Very good Matthew..." Ivan said, kissing the back of the other blonde's head, almost tenderly. "You did well today."

"N-No more..." Matthew gasped, pained and frightened.

"This is enough, isn't it Ivan?" Toris asked softly, feeling Matt's fear as he continued to embrace the other. "Not yet...he hasn't learnt how to enjoy pain yet." Ivan answered.

Toris shook his head. "It won't happen in a day! He can't take any more Ivan . . . please …" He said as his voice dipped low to switch to a different tactic. "A-Aside I've been reminded...I think I need you to make me remember what real pain is…."

"Ah...yes. That is a problem…" Ivan said, as he leaned down and kissed Toris while his face brushed the side of Matthew's sobbing head. "You're being a bit selfish though, Matthew asked for help." His fingers ran through Matthew's hair as he kissed the Lithuanian. Matthew only sobbed and fearfully shoved himself against Toris. The brunette and Russian continued kissing as Toris held Matthew close to himself, the sobbing Canadian situated between the two Europeans.

Returning the kiss, making it seem almost desperate, Toris made a whimpering sound. "But wouldn't it be easier to show him for now?" Matthew body trembled, and he rubbed his back comfortingly.

"If you think it is wise." Ivan said, smiling into the kiss. "It is for Ivan to make the rules." Toris said playing on Ivan's ego and knowing that trying to take too much control would be bad. "But Matthew is not ready yet…you can see that he is a mess."

Ivan sighed as he stared down at Matthew. "Yes, I suppose you are right . . . his body does not seem to be able this small bit of training. It will take many sessions to train him like I have you."

Matthew jerked his head away and sobbed loudly, as Ivan ran his fingers through the Canadians hair, hushing softly.

"But the produce of the hard work will be worth it…Matthew is such a lovely colony…I've always thought that teaching him how I've taught you would be a very rewarding experience…and now that he wishes to go through with this~"

"I-I-I don't want to go through with this!" Matthew screeched in a low scratchy whisper. "Not at all!"

"You are too naive to know what is good for you. Don't worry Matthew, I know you don't at the moment…but you will be happy eventually. The process may be very difficult for you, but the results can be very nice. I can understand your upset though-everyone wants to back out during it, so they always need someone to forcefully keep them during the process."

Ivan explained in a disturbingly happy tone. "I will be kind~ and make that sure you are kept in the session routines. It will be worth it Matthew!"

Matthew simply shook his head angrily and sobbed in response. "I don't want to go through with this!"

Ivan ignored him and continued. "However…students cannot learn everything in the first session….and we do not have the proper tools here." He paused to think. "Tomorrow we'll invite Matthew over and teach him properly."

"I won't!" Matthew shouted, his voice, though rough from crying, returned in loudness. "I won't you bastard!"

Wincing as Matthew practically screamed into his ear, Toris shook his head. "It's too soon. You have to let him heal."

"You are so demanding...very well…next week then, same time." Ivan sighed, petting both Toris and Matthew's hair. "….In order to keep Matthew to come to the sessions, I will need to intimidate him. If Matthew does not show up I will practice on Arthur…or perhaps Alfred instead…it will be very enjoyable~"

"Y-You! You bastard!" Matthew screamed, tears forming in his eyes again.

"As well, he had best not tell anyone…I will know as soon as he says anything….and those around him might suddenly disappear~" Ivan continued ignoring Matt's protests. "And to convince him further, I promise that I will also put Toris, Edward and Raivis through the worst of punishments if he does anything that angers me, such as tattle telling or avoiding my appointments."

As Matthew cried, he ran his fingers down Matthew's bare back. "I promise that I will do this~ I am not lying. You will not want to be the cause of that will you?"

Matthew jerked and cried hopelessly, not seeing a way out of this.

Ivan patted his head at the submission in his cry. "No…you won't. You will not cause so many people to suffer due to your own selfishness…you'll be a good little Canadian, and come to our appointments and keep this our little secret…da?" He smiled sweetly. "I have faith in you Matthew!"

Toris closed his eyes tightly at the sound of Matt's tears. He wanted to apologize to Matthew for all this, but now was not the time. "Can we go home now Ivan?" He whispered softly and manipulatively, nuzzling Ivan's cheek. "…I want you all to myself." He did not want Matthew to be harassed and to be in any more pain.

Ivan paused for a moment, thinking, before he smiled at Toris. "So selfish…but I will indulge you." Ivan said as he kissed Toris. "You may untie him." "May I see to his wounds as well?" Toris asked after the kiss. "So selfish..." Ivan sighed, "But if you must." Toris kissed Ivan deeply for that, only to keep him appeased.

"Thank you." He said as he untied Matthew and helped him up before he gathered both of their clothes and slowly led the younger man to the bathroom. He didn't notice that the shirt he still wore had slipped off one shoulder, and revealed some of the scars on his back.

When they got into the bathroom Matthew looked at them and idly touched one of the scars, "Is this what you were talking about?"

Startled at the touch, Toris looked at the ground. "They are signs of Ivan's love for me. . ." He said as he set Matthew down on the toilet once they had gotten to the bathroom, and dug around for a first aid kit.

"So…do loved ones beat each other in Lithuania and Russia?" Matthew asked with his entire body downcast.

"No. . .and I do not hold these as a sign of affection either," Toris told him as he studied the burns on Matthew's wrists, "but it is how Ivan sees them. He calls them our scars, as if they are something to be proud of."

"I'm sorry." Matthew said with a dead voice, though it held true sympathy. "I...hope he'll learn what real love is one day." Toris' voice was cold as he spoke. "I don't . . . he doesn't deserve it, not yet anyway. Maybe some day…but not now."

"I'm sorry..." Matthew said, shrinking away from Toris. His ass and wrists hurt terribly...but the humiliation he suffered was even stronger. And he was going to go through this again?

"….Will Ivan do what he threatens to do, if I don't listen?" Matthew murmured quietly. He didn't need the answer: he knew Ivan well enough to understand that he was capable of anything that he threatened.

Toris was silent for a moment. "I-I'm sorry…but yes…he will definitely do it. He never bluffs. I've never seen him not do or be incapable of whatever he threatened to do, if you disobey him." The Lithuanian swallowed. "H-He gets very angry when others disobey him…even if he does not act like it openly."

Matthew paled. He could not put others through this kind of suffering…it would be far more painful than any kind of humiliation or torture that the Russian put him through.

"….Will he change his mind and forget out this?" Matthew pleaded hopefully.

"I promise that I will do my best to talk him out of this, and distract him from you!" Toris quickly blurted out. "B-But…once he gets ideas in his head and finds a new source of amusement…he gets obsessed…I'm not sure how successful I will be." He swallowed, but gave Matthew a reassuring look. "But I swear, I will work my very hardest to stop him from doing this to you!"

Matthew grinned slightly at the brunette, but both of them knew that once Ivan found a new source of amusement, he would not leave it alone.

The Canadian felt sick from anxiety and dread of how trapped he was.

"Nonetheless…this is my fault." Toris let his hands drop into his lap. "I should have refused to come…Ivan's been speaking of you oddly for some time now…and those looks he gave you…I should have seen it coming." His shoulders shook but he did not cry. "You should not have to be in this situation Matthew . . . no one should."

"Don't blame yourself Toris…" Matthew tried to fight back the tears as he reassured the Lithuanian. "…He's a madman…there's no way you can control or perfectly predict what he does." The tears built in his eyes against his will, and he sobbed weakly. "H-He…he's the one at fault…not you at all…you're just trapped with him…"

As the Canadian broke into another fit of sobs, Toris wrapped his arms around Matthew's shoulders and embraced him as he cried. There was nothing more to be said, after all words would not change the situation. After he allowed himself cry for a good five minutes, Matthew pulled back and let Toris finish wrapping his arms. The only thing he could do for his tender behind was to stay off of it.

Ivan suddenly knocked on the door, which surprised them since normally the Russian would just barge in. Perhaps it was Toris' influence? "Are you done?" he asked from outside. "Y-Yes Ivan." Toris called.

"Take a warm bath; it should help ease the pain." He told Matthew before opening the door.

"Shall we go home now?" Toris asked Ivan with a slight purr. "I was waiting." Ivan hummed back and nearly carried the Lithuanian out of the Canadian's house. Tired, in pain and feeling violated in every way, Matthew miserably started a bath for himself.