OOH MISTER IVAN
a fanfiction
The door to Ivan's and Matthew's home burst open wide as the Russian stood there majestically. "Matvey, I am home now!" he grinned. His smile widened sexily as he produced the smoulder."And I am looking so handsome, and also," he continued, the buttons popping off his jacket quite suddenly as he puffed out his chest in a very manly way, "my shirt opened?" Indeed, it had, his bare chest almost shining in the glory that was Ivan.
"Ooh, Mister Ivan, ooh," Matthew swooned, his hand cupping his cheek as he attempted not to fall over from the sheer sexiness that was his boyfriend. He sprang forward, his arms latching around Ivan in a fit of passion. "Let's do it."
"Da," agreed the Russian. "And I will leave my scarf on."
Matthew could only gaze at Ivan through half-lidded eyes as he said this, his heart pounding harder as his excitement mounted.
MEANWHILE IN A 20 MILE RADIUS OF THIS EVENT
Buttons... popping...
Alfred ripped his shirt open. "Mister Ivan," he yelled, very jealous of his brother.
Frenchmen... turning gayer...
" Mister Ivan," Francis whined needily.
It was beautiful.
The end