Here's a little oneshot I wrote for tumblr's Miss Vodkaliciousunflower!
Warning: Contains some underaged drinking, partying, and underaged sex. Do not read if any of those things make you uncomfortable!
"Great job today, Ivan," the group of able-bodied teens laughed as they slapped their best player on the back, making the largest teen grimace and try out a weak smile. "Coach was wise to put you on the team!"
"Da," was their only answer as the crowd only got larger, every student from the stands trying to push their way over to the star member on the school team. It was the tenth and almost last game of the season, another solid win for Hetalia High's basketball team. The team had never been very good before, perhaps winning a game or two, but ever since the mysterious teen had tried out, they had a perfect winning streak right from the beginning. Ivan Braginsky, tall enough to be a teacher and smart enough too, the junior hadn't made much of a splash his first two years at the high school. Getting by with perfect scores and limited effort, hardly anyone even knew his name until that very first game.
"Hey Ivan," voices called for him, and the teen just smiled as he ignored every single one of them, grinning to himself as he basked in the glory of being popular. As long as he maintained a respectable distance from everyone at the school, no one would suspect him of actually hating the maggots that followed behind him and doted on him and practically begged him to give them the time of day. It was empowering, to say the least, that a few simple words from him could ruin someone else entirely. It made getting rid of rivals a piece of cake, and Ivan relished in his newfound popularity. Girls were much easier to come by now too, if only Ivan could find one worth his time.
"Ivan, hey man," the albino teen, Gilbert, grinned at him, winking to Ivan as he hooked an arm around his shoulders. Ivan's smile thinned as it stretched wider, giving Ivan an almost creepy look as he acknowledged his fellow offensive player. "You comin' to the party next week on Saturday at my place? Bring a date, too, it's gunna be wild!"
"A party," Ivan repeated after the obnoxious teen, eyeing him sideways as he continued trying to escape the crowd. Gilbert grinned back at him with that sly, cunning look of his. "There will be vodka?"
"Woah there, don't say that out loud!" Francis, Ivan took a moment to recall as Gilbert's friend, ran up to join the two. A member of the team that mostly sat on the bench during games, Francis did not actually contribute much and was quoted to have joined the team only because they had the best uniforms. "You'll get us in trouble."
Gilbert snickered, winking at Ivan as the three made their way to the snack bar. "But ja, there'll be so much booze, and so many bitches!"
Francis rolled his eyes, shaking his head as Gilbert laughed his most annoying laugh, talking about how many girls he wanted to lay with that weekend, of course only bragging to be cool. Gilbert put up a devil-may-care front, but those who knew him understood that his shallow outside was just for show.
"I do not have a date," Ivan spoke up again, slowly detaching Gilbert's arm from him as he grew tired of their company. The teens frowned, their other friend joining in with a simple smile.
"What? But Ivan, you have to bring a date!" Antonio laughed easily, patting Ivan's shoulder in an overly-friendly way. Gilbert and Francis agreed, forming a little ring around the increasingly-irritated main star. "Just ask one of your fangirls, I'm sure one of them would love to go with you!"
Ivan smiled and waved all of the offers aside, his lips in that secret little smile as he enjoyed and hated his popularity at the exact same time. They stayed pulled thin in that way even for the picture the newspaper photographer requested.
"I can see you," Ivan stated lazily, idly watching the lens of a camera hidden in the bushes next to where he had hid himself. His fans always went crazy after a game, and so he of course had located a quiet area of the school that no one dared wander off into. The person hiding made a jumpy little eep, and the bushes rustled as whoever it was tried to escape. Ivan giggled with sadistic mirth, standing up from his seat on the grass as he went over, glancing into the bush. "Why don't you come out so we can play properly, da?"
Slowly, an embarrassed body nervously crawled backwards and out from under the bush, tight blue jeans working well against his white tee-shirt and slightly-tanned skin. Nothing worth noting, Ivan thought himself, bored already with the... underclassman? "What were you hoping to gain, spying on me like that?"
The somewhat golden-haired blonde flinched as he crouched, dusting off his pants before slowly straightening, cheeks and ears a dark scarlet as he meekly tried to meet Ivan's stare. "I, uhm... wasn't hoping to gain anything, except uhm, maybe a few pictures for my... for the yearbook!" the younger teen suddenly blurted out, eyes wide and slightly panicked as he cradled his expensive-looking camera between worried hands. Ivan frowned at the weird response, standing expectantly as he took a second look at his eavesdropper. Even through his raging blush Ivan could spot freckles peppered over his nose and under the rims of his glasses, not many to be painfully obvious but enough to add a slight charm to his boyish face. His lips were a faded pink but still a little rosy, giving him a certain feminine appearance despite the rest of his masculine appearance, including a slightly upturned nose and relatively full eyebrows. What caught him were those eyes though.
What was with those eyes?
The underclassman fidgeted, almost-pearly white teeth gnawing on his full bottom lip as if expecting a response from Ivan. The junior blinked, remembering himself as those eyes watched him with a certain unnamable edge. "Excuse me?"
"Do you mind?" the wheat blonde mumbled, dropping his gaze back to his camera as he held it up for Ivan to inspect. "That I'm taking pictures of you?"
Ivan watched the other student fidget and squirm under his gaze, his lips stretching into a thin smile as he simply turned around and went back to his seat, picking up his thermos and continuing to drink down his soup. He could hear the other swallow with nervousness at the awkward tension. "Uh-"
"What are you waiting for?" Ivan giggled, a bemused smirk on his face as he eyed the photographer with a sideways glance. "Didn't you want to take pictures?"
The reported made the most adorable squeak, Ivan's grin only widening as he quickly aimed his camera, snapping as many as twenty pictures in just a few seconds before relocating, crouching in front of Ivan with a nervous yet concentrated expression, those eyes glancing up at Ivan's every few moments to watch for his reaction.
"What is your name?" Ivan suddenly asked as the underclassmen took an overhead shot of him, the sun at his back. Startled, it took a few moments for the almost-golden blond to answer his question with a slight stutter that barely hid behind a crooked smile and nervous laugh.
"Alfred F. Jones... Er, can I call you Ivan?" a little surprised, the Russian teen nodded casually, eyes just slightly narrowed as he watched 'Alfred' shift awkwardly over him. "I'm in journalism, I'm working to cover the various sports teams... So of course I gotta take pics of the, uhm, st-star player."
Ivan's bored look solidified into a dulled smile, his upturned lips not giving him a very convincing expression of joy. "I see. Have you finished then?" he asked coldly, his voice flat and plain and bored, but his eyes open just enough to gauge Alfred's reaction to him. Expectedly, the blonde flinched back in surprise and blushed that scarlet rouge he had just started to let fade, gnawing on his pretty lip again. Ivan shut his eyes and waited for his fan to excuse himself in a flustered mess like everyone else did, but instead all he heard was the camera shutter click one more time.
"Yeah, I just wanted one more. Thanks, I-I-Ivan, for letting me do this!" he shouted suddenly after starting out with a calm tone, turning quickly in an attempt to hide his blush, despite Ivan having stared at it for a while now already. The blond took a moment to scroll through his new photos, shivering slightly as Ivan looked him up and down from behind. Ivan waited a long time for Alfred to leave, surprised when the boy nervously turned back to look at him. "Uhm... y-you're really photogenic... Err, would you mind, m-maybe... being my model...?"
Ivan stared at him in mild surprise, narrowed eyes a little bit wider than they were used to being as the blonde shook and blushed and then gasped. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to say that out loud! I gotta go!" he shouted, turning around quickly in his panic.
Ivan wasn't sure what power of the world forced him to, but he suddenly reached out and grabbed Alfred's wrist in a firm grip, the student almost yanking him upright with how desperate he was for escape. "Wait. I have a request."
Alfred froze, and then slowly turned toward Ivan with wide, doey eyes the color of the beautiful blue sky over their heads, a color Ivan could not help but be attracted to as Alfred tugged against him. "Wh-what?" the brash voice, a strong voice that seemed capable of becoming annoying very fast wrapped around Ivan and he could not help but want to hear more of it.
"I will be your model... if you promise to take pictures at the, ah... basketball team party this Saturday."
Alfred stared, mouth agape in slight horror as people pushed him around to get to the dance floor, slightly drunk even though the party had started less than half an hour ago. Whipping his head around this way and that as he attempted to keep his precious camera safe in his grasp, Alfred did his best to push through the crowd, searching for Ivan.
"Ivan!" he shouted, spotting the teen as the star player reclined in his seat by the pool, looking bored out of his mind as the crowd danced sloppily and drank all they wanted. He had to admit, he was shocked to find that even Ivan had a drink, but as he pushed closer, it just looked like water in one of those stereotypical red plastic cups. Alfred frowned at him, and then blushed when he caught that his gaze had fallen down to Ivan's crotch. Mmmmm. "H-hey, Ivan."
"You actually came," the upperclassman giggled, eyeing Alfred with that dangerous and dark and oh, so fucking sexy look of his that made Alfred's chest seize and ache. Ivan swirled his drink around in his hand and Alfred remembered why he came over with a gasp. Well, besides to just see Ivan relaxed and sexy and oh shit stop staring at him like that!
"I-Ivan," Alfred blushed, squirming with how good it felt to say that name. Alfred could hardly admit it, but Ivan was just so... the younger student just wanted to lay down at his feet and kiss up his leg and then move between his legs and shit stop thinking like that! "Are you sure y-you want me to take pictures of this? It's not a school authorized event, we could get in, uh, trouble."
Ivan stopped moving altogether, looking up at Alfred with a bored and slightly amused look on his face. "Nyet, of course not. I invited you here as my date. Here, drink this."
Alfred's numbed hands dumbly accepted Ivan's cup (Ivan's cup! Ivan's lips had touched this cup!), staring through shocked wide eyes at Ivan as the other teen reclined in his beach chair, stretching out his chiseled and drop-dead gorgeous body and- "Wait, what? Y-you want me to be your date?"
Violet eyes (how was it possible to have such beautiful colored eyes?) rolled themselves in their sockets, then came back to center in on him. "Drink," Ivan's deep and rumbly voice sent shivers up Alfred's spine, and Alfred shakily obliged him, starting to chug the beverage before gagging, almost spitting it out. He stared at Ivan's raised eyebrows and amused smirk, nervously swallowing Ivan's drink.
He immediately started to cough when he finished, hunching over slightly as he shuddered. "Did you just... is this alcohol?" he stuttered, eyes teary from the burning sensation all down his throat. Ivan giggled, licking his lips just slightly. Alfred practically jizzed his pants right then and there at that sinister look Ivan kept sending his way.
"Drink it all," the ashen-haired junior smiled, laughing at Alfred as the blond nervously started to follow his orders. I'm getting ordered around by Ivan, Alfred thought in his head as he struggled to down the last of his Ivan's vodka. Alfred shuddered and swallowed the painful liquid down, wiping his lips as he handed the glass back to Ivan, who accepted it with a smirk.
"Why... why'd you have alcohol?" Alfred asked, not even feeling his blush as the blood rushed to his head. Was this what it was like to get drunk? Ivan laughed at him and then stood up, taking his hand and oh god Ivan was touching him! IVAN WAS TOUCHING HIM!
"You look like you needed to loosen up. Come, we will go to a private room."
WHAT, Alfred wanted to scream as he dumbly followed behind Ivan, hot and sweaty and oh god what was Ivan going to do to him?! Were they going to-? People stared at them when they went by, Alfred beet red in the face as he stumbled behind Ivan, the other teen keeping a casually neutral smile on his face as they made their way to the main house. Gilbert was standing in the doorway, kissing some girl and only pulling away when Ivan approached.
"Heyy! You weren't kidding when you got a date!" the other junior laughed drunkenly, stealing another kiss from the equally drunk girl. Alfred blushed and squirmed and tried to peel himself away from Ivan, but the basketball player's hands were strong and possessive and oh wow Ivan is still touching him! "He's cute I guess. Didn't know you were the type! Go on, get in there! Leave your shoes by the door though."
The two were ushered inside by other teenagers, everyone laughing and in various stages of drunkenness. Ivan dismissed them kindly, going upstairs to one of the guest bedrooms, the noise disappearing the second he shut the door behind them. Alfred shuddered and glanced back at Ivan when the lock slid into place. "Sit."
Alfred flinched and then did as told, blushing and fidgeting as he sank onto the bedside, tense and nervous and oh god Ivan is looking at him. "It is time we talk about you stalking me."
Alfred gasped, sitting sharply upright as his ears burned with embarrassment, bright blue eyes wide and scared. Oh shit he knows.
"I do not appreciate being followed," Ivan smiled, loosening his scarf as he slowly started to walk around his captive, eyeing the blonde darkly as Alfred stared straight ahead, shocked into silence. "I can't help but think you are after something."
"Wh-what?" Alfred squeaked like the trapped little mouse he was, petrified under the gaze of a predator as Ivan prowled behind him, getting onto the bed. Ivan chuckled at the way Alfred's back muscles tensed with nervousness, eyeing the span of his spine through his simple blue tee-shirt as it lead down to his tight jeans.
"Is it blackmail?" Ivan pressed, crawling a pace towards Alfred to breathe almost directly into Alfred's ear, the blonde gasping and turning around quickly to face him. Alfred's cheeks were so red, and now that they were closer, Ivan could see that ah yes, he had even more of those cute freckles.
"N-no way! That's not why I-..." Alfred paled slightly then as Ivan started to giggle, eyes hooded darkly as he sat up straighter. Alfred shivered and opened and closed his mouth like a suffocating fish, eyes wide and locked onto Ivan as the junior leaned in closer.
"Not why you...?" Ivan trailed off, knowing he had caught the freshman in his trap. He grabbed Alfred's chin, turning the younger student's head to look up into his eyes. He smiled when Alfred's eyes slowly fluttered closed and then peeked open again, his cheeks a dark blood-stained red as his lips puckered just slightly. "Then tell me, what is it you are trying to do, Alfred?"
The younger teen shivered with a look of pure bliss on his face when Ivan rolled his name off his tongue, only making the star player grin with annoyance. As he thought. Just another brain dead fan who wanted the honor of getting to know him. He let go of Alfred, sitting back with an idle expression as the blond seemed to recover.
"I-Ivan," Alfred swallowed, gnawing on his lip as he pushed his glasses back to their proper resting place on his nose. He fumbled for words, smiling crookedly at Ivan a few times before ducking his gaze down and away. It was all very irksome. "Y-you're really handsome, you know?"
Ivan snorted with amusement, moving away from Alfred with a bored look. Ah yes, the handsome guy gets the girls so if I am with the handsome guy I will get girls, too, approach. The blond blinked, and then quickly shied away, losing the drive he had mustered up a moment before. "N-no, that's not what I meant-"
"Then what did you mean?" Ivan asked, glaring at the wall as he started to pick at his nails. He had decided to have the freshman entertain him for the evening, but it was quickly being proven how boring and similar Alfred was to all of the others around him. Only wanting to stick close for bragging rights.
"I-I want... you."
Ivan blinked, eyes actually opened all the way as he turned to stare at the shy blonde. Alfred fidgeted and bit his lip before turning over, crawling up closer to Ivan. "Is that... b-bad?" he asked, and for the first time Ivan realized what an attractive color Alfred's lips were. When Ivan did not answer, Alfred swallowed and crawled closer, putting a nervous and shaking hand on Ivan's soft thigh. "To want to... do things with you?"
I'm touching Ivan, Alfred thought deliriously as he stroked Ivan's thigh. He could feel the muscles tense under Ivan's pants, and he wondered just how soft his skin would be. Would it be hardened from the exercise or did Ivan keep himself well fed?
Ivan was just watching, not really sure what to make of this odd situation. Does it feel good? Alfred wanted to ask as he leaned in closer, letting his sweaty hand caress higher up Ivan's thigh. Does this turn you on?
"What are you trying to do?" Ivan asked eventually, narrowing his eyes (those gorgeous and cunning and curious eyes that bore into Alfred's head with their demands) as he frowned slightly, eyebrows furrowed together. Alfred swallowed, blushing and hot and bothered and wondering if underneath that cool exterior Ivan was also as hot and bothered as him.
"Get you to… to open y-your l-l-legs," Alfred mumbled quietly, fearful and desperate for Ivan to just stop asking him questions and let Alfred have control over his masterpiece of a body. One of Ivan's perfectly shaped eyebrows rose in surprise, his expression confused if not a little curious. Alfred blushed and dropped his gaze to Ivan's thigh, lingering in his last moment to ever be next to his beloved crush as he waited for Ivan to start shouting at him and throwing him out of their private room.
To his honest surprise and sudden joy, Ivan shifted out from under his hand, flinging one leg onto the bed while the other dangled off the edge, an expression of testing curiosity the only thing present on his face. "That's all?"
"N-n-no," Alfred blushed, crawling nervously on all fours into the space Ivan had created for him, pawing with one hand for his camera. "Can I take a picture of you like this?"
"Nyet," Ivan instantly refused, giggling at Alfred's surprised and embarrassed and somewhat hurt look. He licked his lips, letting them stretch thin into his signature smile to make Alfred perk. "Not until you answer my question."
Alfred blinked in even more surprise, shuddering with nervous excitement. Ivan is letting me take his pictures…. L-legs spread, his face in that smile, o-oh God—"I want to make y-you feel good."
Ivan giggled again, mischievously, rolling his head to one side with a sly smile on his face as he pinned the blonde between his legs down with an amused look. "Really? And how will putting pictures of me in the yearbook make me feel good?" Alfred's eyelashes fluttered down and up and few times before he scrunched his face up in total confusion, his expression asking, what? Ivan giggled once more. "I asked why you have been stalking me, taking your pictures. Answer that question."
"O-oh," Alfred gasped, his blush renewed with a sudden gush of blood as he tucked his knees under him, crouching between Ivan's legs as the junior waited in patient silence for him to explain himself. Alfred swallowed. "I use them."
Alfred swallowed meekly, bowing his head and stuttered as he tried to force the shameful words out of his throat. He chanced a glance up at Ivan's expectant look and then took an even bigger chance. "M-maybe I should show you, instead."
Ivan's other eyebrow raised to meet the first, but the junior shrugged and waved him on, moving to close his legs. Alfred's hands shot out and grabbed them, keeping them spread wide as he shuffled closer to Ivan's groin. "I-I use them…" he murmured, and then nervously made a reach for Ivan's crotch, turning his hand so he could cup him in his palm. "For this."
The second they made contact, Ivan stiffened up in surprise, and Alfred hesitated for only a moment, closing his eyes and blushing hard as he started to rub Ivan through his pants, fumbling for words to fill the silence. "I look at my pictures and I… I touch myself t-to the thought of you…"
Ivan bit into his lower lip, grabbing his scarf and covering his face up to his nose as he tried to hid his blush, forcing his legs to remain where they were. Jolts and tingles shuddered up his spine as, he could not believe it, he started to harden underneath Alfred's hand. Trembling at the odd sensation, he grabbed Alfred's shoulder and stopped him, regaining control of his expression with determination. "Why?" he managed to ask, eyes staring hard into Alfred as the flustered blond looked back at him with those big, beautiful blue eyes of his.
"B-because..." Alfred stuttered, easing up on Ivan only to grab the waistband of his pants. "Y-you're just so... the way you look at people... a-at me... Makes me hot. I've fantasized about you... d-dominating me while I p-pleasure you..."
Ivan could not believe his ears as Alfred started to tug his pants down, wedging the tight material off of his hips and over onto his plush thighs. The nervous blond licked his lips as he greedily stared at Ivan's boxers and the hardening length that made the bulge just a little more obvious. The junior couldn't even protest as Alfred dove in, starting to mouth him through the thin cotton material covering his manhood. His shoulders hunched in pleasure and he roughly gripped Alfred's hair, pulling him closer to his groin. The freshman was certainly eager to please, wiggling his ass in the air just so as he lowered his chest to the soft bed and grew more aggressive with his hot breath and wet tongue.
"You want me to dominate you?" Ivan smirked, chuckling with a deep rumble instead of his normal giggle. Alfred made a needy noise before Ivan pushed him off, flipping them both over so that he was the one over Alfred. "That's very sluttish of you, pet."
The look of shock and arousal on Alfred's face was priceless, and Ivan grinned at the way Alfred's hair splayed around his head and the way his lip trembled and the way those eyes stared up at him, daring him to do more than just push him around. "I-I just... God, Ivan, I don't know... I-I'm sorry!" he suddenly shrieked, struggling and trying to roll over. "I shouldn't have said that, ooh god, I have to go!"
"Nyet," Ivan chuckled, letting himself press down on top of Alfred's squirming body to keep him still as the junior brushed against Alfred's ear with his tongue. Alfred instantly stilled, and Ivan smirked as he felt Alfred's ear grow hot with his blush. "I am not going to let you go so easy."
Oh god Ivan is on me, IVAN IS ON TOP OF ME! Alfred screamed inside his head as he wiggled his wrists and arched up into Ivan. "A-ah," was all he could whimper, reveling in the feeling of Ivan's cock pressing against his thigh, oh god!
"Ah?" Ivan chuckled that sinister chuckle of his and Alfred could feel himself melting into the bed sheets as his gorgeous Ivan taunted him. "I think you mean to say you do not want to leave, da? And I know what you really want..."
Oh my god, is he going to-? The wheat blond couldn't even finish his thought as Ivan sat up on him and moved his boxers down, the beauty that was his cock springing free from its restraint. Alfred blushed and then nearly drooled at the sight, his wildest dreams coming true right in front of his eyes as Ivan took a loose hold on himself, stroking lazily. "I am what you crave... da?"
Yes, yes, yes, oh god, he's even more beautiful in person, Alfred stared, biting hard into his lip as an outlet for his building tension. Slowly, he reached out to caress Ivan as the junior played with himself, all the while just grinning down at Alfred like the rat that got the cheese.
"You really want me?" Ivan asked through his smirk, Alfred's ears honing in on the little moan he released when the wheat blond gripped his manhood tightly. Alfred swallowed and sat up underneath Ivan, Ivan's soft legs on either side of him as Alfred straightened, kissing the tip of Ivan's cock while taking the once-in-a-lifetime chance to grope Ivan's somewhat squishy yet firm ass.
"Actually, y-yeah, I really do," Alfred groaned with excitement, lapping at Ivan's cock before pressing kiss after kiss down to the base. Ivan chuckled, and Alfred could feel his ass muscles clench as the junior gripped his hair tighter, yanking on him so that Alfred was forced to look up into those gorgeous eyes.
Ngh, I have to be the luckiest guy alive, Alfred swooned, smiling ditsily at Ivan as the ashen-haired teen leered back at him. Alfred kissed Ivan's cock, letting his tongue lap along his ball sack. "So greedy," Ivan chuckled at him, and then smacked Alfred's cheek, making the blond blush. "If you want me so bad, then why don't you show me how far you'll go?"
"Y-yeah!" Alfred gasped, blushing and shuddering and gently squeezing Ivan's soft ass with his hands while his mouth spread wide to engulf Ivan's surprisingly large girth. Wow, he tastes so much better than sausages, Alfred couldn't help but smile inwardly, remembering all the times he had holed himself up in his room and practiced. Practiced on sausages, bananas, zucchini, anything he could possibly imagine that would be similar to Ivan's member. He had worked himself hard, figuring out just how to relax his throat muscles to take in as much as he could without gagging or biting down. He fluttered his eyes up at Ivan when his tongue cradled the head of his cock.
"N-nn." Alfred gasped and then eagerly pushed Ivan into his mouth, relishing in the little whimpers Ivan let out, encouraged by the way his fingers gripped him and his body tensed under his hands and in his mouth... Oh god, listen to him moan. He feels so good, oh I hope we get to do more, mmm! Alfred thought to himself as he watched Ivan's normally pale cheeks flush the color of pure pleasure as Alfred swallowed the majority of his length, cheeks hollowed and wet all around him. This is amazing!
Ivan could not believe it. He shuddered and gripped Alfred's hair as tight as he possibly could, letting Alfred take him in. What was this? What had possessed him to actually listen to the blond, to let the underclassman touch him, to allow Alfred to pleasure him like this? And pleasure him he did.
Truthfully, Ivan was a %100 virgin. He had always been so preoccupied with making sure that he maintained his distance from his groupies that he had rejected every girl that had come asking for a kiss, every person willing to make him shudder... until now.
"Nhh... da, take me in," he growled, tugging on Alfred's wonderfully soft hair, forcing the underclassman closer to his groin as Alfred moaned in compliance, eagerly running his tongue on the underside of Ivan's cock. "This is what you wanted, isn't it, pet?"
Alfred gasped and looked up at him with watery, needy eyes as his mouth stretched just a little more, and Ivan's eyes widened and then shut tight in pleasure as the blond swallowed around him. How was it even possible to get so much pleasure just from that?
Ivan shuddered as Alfred did the same thing again, making the junior curl over Alfred's body, hugging his head as his only outlet for the tension building in his groin. He couldn't take it, and in a flash he gripped Alfred's hair again and bucked into him, gasping in bliss as he did it again, and again, thrusting into Alfred's accepting body as the blond underneath him grunted and did his best to keep his tongue moving. Ivan twitched and spasmed a few times, opening his eyes to look right into Alfred's, gasping when Alfred pulled off, moaning with pleasure as... as...
The junior could only groan as he watched Alfred close his eyes in bliss, his glasses getting a few splatters of cum on them as Ivan shuddered. A moment after Ivan spilled himself, Alfred opened his eyes and smiled at him before the tongue that had licked Ivan's cock darted out of Alfred's mouth, lapping up the few drops that were by his pretty lips.
Keep calm, Ivan told himself as he giggled at Alfred's sluttish display and lust-filled, nervous eyes. He gently swiped his thumb over Alfred's lenses, and then pressed it to Alfred's girly pink lips. Those blue eyes met his again before Alfred sucked Ivan's finger into his mouth, giving it a mini blowjob. It took a moment for Ivan to realize he was biting his own lip, the way Alfred had done a few times before.
"I-I-Ivan?" Alfred whimpered, kissing the tip of the junior's finger as he stared up at him with those big, beautiful eyes of his. "Y-you wanna... uh, fuck or something?"
I shouldn't have said that, Alfred instantly regretted, face flushing dark red as Ivan stared at him with a blank look, the earlier face of pleasure dissolving into his pale cheeks and cold violet eyes. Ivan grabbed his chin when Alfred tried looking away, forcing to look back up at him. Ivan watched him coolly, his expression calculating.
And then he giggled. "Here I thought you wanted to take pictures of me," he chuckled, lightly smacking Alfred's cheek as he grinned. Alfred blinked and shuddered, his cheeks red all over again as he smiled crookedly. He grabbed his camera again, shivering.
"C-can I? B-because damn…. I'd really like to remember this sight… I-I mean night." Alfred blushed, gnawing on his lip and wondering is Ivan could feel his jaw clench. The ashen haired teen smirked, tapping his chin as he moved away… leaning against the head board as he finished wiggling out of his pants, tossing them aside with a smirk before sprawling out.
"Well I hope you keep your camera close if you want to remember all of our nights…" he snickered, rolling his head to one side to show off what little of his neck remained exposed over the top of his slightly loosened scarf. Alfred gasped, eyes wide in shock as his fingered slipped onto the shutter button. Ivan giggled, crooking his finger at Alfred before opening his palm. The freshman dumbly handed over his camera, unconsciously knowing that that was exactly what Ivan wanted. The junior took Alfred's most prized possession, examining it before taking a picture of Alfred, suddenly catching onto a detail about the blond he had not noticed before. "You're hard."
Alfred squeaked in embarrassment as he desperately tried to hide his shame, Ivan giggling and taking a picture of Alfred's red-faced shock. The blond swallowed as Ivan's rumbling chuckle fell from his lips. "Take off your clothes… And I will take pictures of you, pet."
Oh thank God I ate lightly earlier, Alfred blessed himself in his mind, grabbing the edge of his blue shirt before starting to lift it over his head. He could only imagine how embarrassing it would be if he had... Alfred shuddered just thinking about it as Ivan smiled, taking a few pictures of Alfred's somewhat pudgy belly and the bulge in his pants as the blonde wiggled out of the material. When Alfred's shirt got caught on his glasses, Ivan couldn't help but chuckle.
"O-okay," Alfred blushed, dropping his shirt to the floor as he sat on his knees, looking expectantly at Ivan. The junior grinned, dropping his gaze to Alfred's groin before roving it up his belly, to his nipples, to his defined collarbone, his lips, that nose, those eyes…
Almost purring in approval, Ivan snapped another picture of Alfred, grinning. "I like what I see, pet. Keep going, and let's see if you're just as pretty down below, da?" he murmured lowly, slowly dragging his tongue across his lips, dragging some of his skin along with him. Stop teasing me, Alfred pleaded desperately in his mind, whimpering just slightly as he slowly slipped his fingers into his jeans, undoing the button as he fell back onto his ass. Giggles taunted him and Alfred could only get more aroused as he kicked off his pants and boxers in one fell movement, only taking a few seconds to peel off both of his socks. He heard the shutter click when he finished.
"D-do you n-need to do that?" Alfred blushed, covering himself while Ivan raised an eyebrow again in questioning. Alfred swallowed, licking his lips and ducking his head meekly. "Take pictures of me. D-don't do that, I'm ugly…"
Ivan snorted, not looking amused in the least. He watched Alfred for a few long moments…and then crooked a finger at him, stroking his lap leisurely with his other hand. Alfred made a squeak and then eagerly bounded onto Ivan's waiting legs, blushing as he put one leg on either side of him. Ivan ran his hands up Alfred's smooth back, feeling his muscles and gliding over his shoulder blades. Ivan regarded him lazily for a moment, taking a simple grip on the back of Alfred's neck. "Nyet… I would not keep an ugly pet. And I plan on keeping you for a very… very long time."
"O-oh Ivan!" Alfred moaned, and then grabbed his hair and kissed him roughly, tongue pushing past his lips when Ivan gasped in surprise. Ivan could feel Alfred's erection against his lower belly, feel him press their bodies together in a tight hug. Ivan made a noise in protest, eyes open in shock when Alfred pulled away, a dazed and wanton look on his face.
"P-please, please fuck me! Oh, I want you so bad, Ivan!" he exclaimed, kissing and groping Ivan desperately as he rocked in his lap. The junior could feel Alfred's bubble butt rubbing against his cock, teasing him back to life as the blond greedily bounced just slightly in his lap and tried to kiss him breathless. Ivan chuckled, suddenly grabbing Alfred's soft ass.
"I have… never done it with a man," Ivan confessed, cheeks just slightly red as Alfred froze, blinking at him in surprise. The blond's crooked grin appeared, and Ivan suddenly found himself pushed down to the pillows, sprawled out as Alfred straddled him.
"Y-yeah?" Alfred blushed, running his fingers down Ivan's shirt before sneaking them under the material and sending them back up. Ivan squirmed a little bit, frowning and biting at his lower lip when Alfred found his nipples. Naughty pets will get punished. "Let me show y-you how it's done… Just relax, I-Ivan."
Not having anything better to do, Ivan crossed his arms behind his head as Alfred looked around, gnawing on his lip with a conflicted look on his face. He lingered for a few seconds and then moved off of the bed, Ivan adjusting once more to keep his cock busy. Alfred wandered around the little room, gnawing anxiously on his lower lip. "Do you see any lotion or something like... l-lube?" he asked, risking a glance at Ivan.
Sitting up, Ivan glanced around as well before rolling onto his stomach, unaware of how quickly Alfred's eyes locked onto his backside as he searched through the drawers of the little bedside bureau. He hummed, finding a bottle of something in the back of the top drawer. "This?" he inquired with a snort, holding it up for Alfred as the blonde came back over. "It would seem typical of Gilbert to have such things in his house. This is the guest room, even."
"Yeah, this will work," Alfred blushed, accepting the bottle from Ivan with a nervous blush as the junior rolled back to his original position, working on bringing himself back to erection as Alfred swallowed and got back onto the bed. Ivan watched curiously through half-lidded eyes as Alfred popped the top, smearing the mostly-opaque liquid onto his hands.
Shuddering with excitement, Alfred sat down between Ivan's legs again, holding back onto his hips and bending his legs at the knees to form a little egg shape. He blushed and watched Ivan's expression shift to one of arousal as he slowly reached around and slickened his entrance with the liquid, eventually starting to push a finger inside.
W-woah, Ivan thought to himself as Alfred shut his eyes and blushed, his entire finger inside his own hole. It was still amazing to think that he had let Alfred go so far, that the wheat haired underclassmen had wanted to go so far and then beyond... It was amazing to think that in maybe a few minutes, Ivan would be the one pushing into Alfred. "You like that, pet?" he chuckled, making Alfred wince and gasp and try to push his finger in deeper. The junior could not help but lick his lips at the little mewl Alfred let out when he started to work another finger in.
"Y-yeah," the wheat-blond groaned, using his other hand to squirt a little more lube onto his hand. Ivan chuckled, smirking at Alfred's unashamed yet embarrassed response. "I-I can't wait to have you i-in here... I hear it's b-better than being with girls."
Not that I would know any different, Ivan smiled to himself, dragging his foreskin up and down as Alfred prepared himself and tried to restrain his moans. Although, Ivan was really getting impatient with figuring out just what exactly the desperate freshman felt like on the inside... The way his cheeks flushed and his body shook intrigued Ivan, made him look a little closer at the blond's soft curves and small feet and pretty hands... "A-almost ready..." Alfred mumbled, working yet another slick finger into himself with a grunt, shuddering as he rushed himself a bit, not wanting to make Ivan wait any longer.
O-okay, just gotta push him down now, Alfred shuddered with eagerness as he sat back up straight, reaching out to Ivan with his clean hand while the other slipped out of his ass. The junior looked down at Alfred's hand when they made contact, and did not protest in the least as Alfred guided him down onto the pillows. Ivan wiggled slightly to get comfortable, eyes never leaving Alfred as the younger male adjusted himself as well, sitting up on his knees as he hovered over Ivan's sculpted torso. This has to be the best day of my life!
He's so cute when he moans, the freshman nearly giggled when he reached back with his lubed hand and grabbed Ivan's hardened length, taking a few moments to position himself over his crush. He almost missed the intense look of nervous excitement Ivan had on his face the moment Alfred found his entrance, feeling the head prod at it when he straightened up. "O-okay," he blushed to Ivan, who had regained his composure once more, as he started to rock and roll his hips down, grinding on Ivan's cock as his one hand held his length still.
Ivan shut one eye and kept the other one forced open when Alfred slowly impaled himself, the junior's breath hitching as the head started to push inside. He's bigger than I thought, Alfred blushed, feeling his inner muscles forcibly stretch to accommodate Ivan's girth. The ashen haired teen remained quiet as Alfred started to gyrate his hips in circles, using gravity and every trick he knew to help him take more of Ivan in until after perhaps a minute he was fully seated on Ivan's groin, shuddering with pleasure.
"Do you like doing that, pet?" Ivan chuckled after a moment, his fingers tracing down the sides of Alfred's chest before settling on his hips, testing how well he could grip the freshman's love handles. Alfred shuddered, leaning forward and cautiously placing his hands on Ivan's chest, able to feel his nipples and muscles through the material.
"Y-yeah, actually, I do," he shuddered, bending forward even more to press their lips together, pushing his tongue into Ivan's mouth to tango with him. Ivan groaned lowly in the back of his throat, reaching lower to squeeze Alfred's ass and make him yelp.
Blushing at Ivan's taunting giggles, Alfred moved his hips forward and back again, silencing the junior's laughter into a disgruntled moan, catching him off guard. Ivan rolled his head back into the pillows as Alfred repeated what he had done again and again, building up a pace until he bounced on Ivan's groin, crying out in bliss as he rode his crush. Oh god this feels so good. He moaned with pleasure, not even caring if he stroked his prostrate because fuck I have IVAN INSIDE OF ME!
"A-ah," Ivan shuddered underneath him, ducking his chin into his scarf in a failed attempt to muffle himself and hide his blush. Alfred gasped and eagerly tried going faster, mewling when Ivan started to lift his hips when he came down, the two of them finally working in tandem. Their lips collided when Ivan suddenly sat up, grabbing Alfred and kissing him roughly as the blond feebly tried to keep moving, desperately wanting more friction between them.
Oh my god this is the best, Alfred gasped in joy when Ivan tipped him over, his legs curled up in the air as he landed on his back, Ivan's cock buried in his ass as the junior took the initiative to keep moving. "Ah, ah, ah!" the freshman shuddered with each thrust Ivan drove into him, the bed creaking below them every time Ivan pushed Alfred deeper into the mattress, bending over him in pleasure.
Alfred was in paradise. Just listening to Ivan grunt and the sound of his balls slapping up against his ass was all he needed to get off, never mind the intense pleasure shooting up his spine each time Ivan rubbed his prostrate and made him arch in ecstasy.
"I-Ivan!" Alfred gasped suddenly, shuddering and contracting around his lover as he came, splotches of cum getting on Ivan's shirt as he spilled himself onto his belly, going limp right afterwards as his face transformed into an expression of pure bliss. Ivan kept moving, feeling the tension building in his groin. He started to pull out so he could finish by hand, but Alfred grabbed his arm with a pleading look in his eyes, stopping him.
"P-please, d-don't pull out yet," he whimpered, groaning as Ivan slowed down to almost a halt. Alfred shuddered and tried to scoot himself back onto Ivan's cock, penetrating himself again as the junior just looked down at him. "C-cum inside m-me, p-please... I-I want y-you."
Ivan paused and then smirked devilishly at Alfred, pulling out despite Alfred's pleas. The smaller teen started to shake and looked almost ready to cry until Ivan grabbed him and rolled him over, pulling Alfred's ass back to his groin. He gripped himself and started to push back into Alfred's abused hole, sliding in easily as the wheat blond teen let out a small cry of pleasure, eagerly moving back to help speed the process. Ivan moved his hands back to Alfred's hips and used them to slam Alfred back onto him, thrusting in hard at the exact same time to make the freshman nearly shriek. He fucked Alfred hard, biting his lip as his partner gasped and panted and sang his praises, crying out desperate "Ivan"s to entice him into going faster, harder, deeper...
In mere minutes Ivan shuddered and thrust in one last time, holding Alfred still as his second orgasm of the evening ripped through him, the evidence dumped into Alfred's ass as the freshman arched into the bed and accepted it with a stupid smile on his face. When he finally finished, Ivan slowly pulled back, rolling onto the sheets to recover from the amazing experience. Alfred reached behind himself, sitting up from his brutal fucking as he gently fingered his hole, his face lighting up with joy when he scooped out some of Ivan's cum. He laughed to himself and flopped over onto his back as well, bringing his fingers to his nose to sniff Ivan's essence.
"I am beginning to think you are a slut," Ivan chuckled teasingly, smirking at Alfred when the blond lazily shifted his gaze to him. The freshman chuckled as well, sucking on his fingers as he cuddled against Ivan's leg.
"Y-yeah? Well, if you wanted me to be your slut, that might not be so bad," Alfred smiled sleepily, tired from the most pleasurable night of his life, rubbing his cheek against Ivan's leg as he watched his lover. "That was a lot of fun."
"Da," Ivan chuckled, reaching down to stroke Alfred's hair as if he were petting a loyal puppy. "We should have taken more pictures."
"C-can we take one now?" Alfred asked pleadingly, remembering his original intention for the evening. His lover chuckled and nodded, lying back as Alfred sat up and reached for his camera, flopping over so that their heads nearly touched. He held the device over them, smiling nervously.
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