Disclaimer: Hetalia… is not mine. Kthx.
Love
Avio Favalon
A Hetalia drabble~
It felt good.
It felt so good.
At least, that's what I told myself, whispered to myself, convinced myself as the pipe came crashing down onto my hip, and I bit my lip to keep from yelping. I hated the tears of pain that sprung from my eyes.
He was smiling, like always, and I convinced myself more and more. I loved it. I loved it so much. I told myself this because it was true.
I wanted so badly to please him, and I found myself whimpering through trembling lips, "more." he complied, his laugh raining down upon my ears. Oh god, it hurt. It hurt and I loved it.
I loved it because it felt good, no matter how badly it hurt, I knew that my body was just confused because he would never hurt me that is just ridiculous. So I forced a smile and took each beating of the pipe.
Upon my hips and my sides and my legs and my chest and my head and I love this it feels good it hurts but it feels good.
He left me lying on the floor, broken and bleeding. I was crying, sobbing in fact.
But I know that these are not tears of pain, they cannot be, they are happy tears they are good tears they are tears of happiness and joy and love and oh god Big Brother I love you so much
Whydoesithurtithurts. Ohgodithur-
Traitor~ it does not hurt it is amazing it is love it feels good and I love it
"L-love…" was all I could produce before I was drowned in black.
A/N: just a little bit of a Soviet Union drabble… since y'know. Yeah.
I honestly have no where else to go with it so. :'D
I'm ending it there and calling it drabble.
Though maybe it's an okay ending? I don't even know.
I hope you guys manage to like it regardless. :'D
~Avio