I AM STRESSED. THIS IS WHAT COMES OUT OF MY BRAIN WHEN I AM STRESSED. THIS IS RATED M FOR A REASON, YOU KNOW.
I REPEAT, THIS IS RATED M FOR A REASON. CHILDREN, PLEASE BE GOOD AND CLOSE THE WINDOW.
And now, I want to say how irritated I was when I realized I typed China instead of Yao every single time. That made me redo the whole thing.
AND ALL HAIL MY BETA CATASTHROPEMASTERY SAMA! SHE (I ASSUME SHE IS A SHE) IS WONDERFUL, FAST BETA OF MINE! HOPE THIS WILL LAST ~xd
Warnings: language, AU, sex, crime, murder~
Disclaimer: Yeah, if this were mine, it would be rated 40 years old and above.
Paradise is in the eye of the beholder.
"Ahn…" Wang Yao squeezed his ass tighter, forcing the whitish liquid to flow out of his bottom. Without faking it, he shuddered in self satisfaction. Yes, his body loved the love of men. It was all he could remember ever since his infant hood.
Arthur Kirkland licked his lips. "Nice view, Yao." He pulled himself away from the broken bed and put on his uniform. With an ego the size of his dick, he smiled as he zipped back his fly. "See you tomorrow night."
"Yes, aru." Yao sighed deliciously, eyeing those eyebrows. They were bushy and thick, really funny yet somehow irking Yao to come. Because whenever those eyebrows formed a black (half-circled) rainbow, the blond would ejaculate inside him. In some ways, it felt like a road light signaling 'green'. Sometimes, if the eyebrows bent, Yao could feel the thing inside him gets even bigger. Fucking amusing.
Arthur used his long fingers to make some kind of simple signals on the iron jail bar. Immediately, the timid brunette jail warden came. Feliciano Vargas opened the door, cuffing the Brit for formality and ushered the blonde man out from Yao's individual cell.
Arthur smiled as he saw Denmark coming out from the door two rooms from where he came out. Denmark smirked. Arthur licked his lips again as he saw Francis Bonnefoy come out from the cell between them.
They need no words; everybody who came from that side of that jail wing clearly just came out from some sort of heaven. That side of the jail was specially intended to keep the bitches—the hot, pretty, harmless boys who get stuck in the jail for being too pretty—saved from the other wolves who occupied 90% of the cells.
The jail was supposed to be one of the filthiest, worst and the most detrimental of all. It used to be the most prestigious jail in the country, but ever since the failure in the system, with the corruption and nepotism and all, the management of the jail has reduced to children childcare. It was still inescapable due to previous security settings, but the human resources, systems and facilities had become what a hell hole is defined in the dictionary.
The real Feliciano Vargas trembled inside his heart. He played the poker face outside, while shivering and crying and shouting, "Why am I here, mama, I am scared!" inside his head. The criminals behind him were chattering with each other, comparing the heaven they experienced just a few minutes back. He dared not look back. Feliciano opened the gate to heaven and ushered the three men out before locking it back.
He walked behind them, the stick in his hand, ready to blow anybody who tried to do something funny. But of course, they didn't care, so much as ignoring him. They weren't scared of the boy; it was the warden's 'Made in Germany' boss that they were afraid of. Francis snickered as he licked his finger.
"He cummed twice, mon adorable Matthew."
"Oh yeah? Norge practically sucked my lips like crazy when he came." Denmark smiled smugly, feeling proud of his beautiful Norway.
"I win. It was creampie." Arthur spoke casually, as if he didn't care, when he was practically growing an imaginary nose as long as Pinocchio's.
"What? Shit!" Denmark cursed as they were shoved into their respective cells back. Feliciano tried hard to not get an erection. Damn those prisoners. They have better nights than him.
Francis merely sighed as his cell was locked from outside by Feliciano. "You win again, you hoodlum."
/
Yao flipped his body to the wall. It was cold, but it felt like bliss on his painful arse. The act was worth everything except the after pain. And diarrhea. And the arse prolapse. And the pain. Well, maybe it wasn't worth it, but it was what guaranteed his safety inside that paradise.
He loved it there. He was loved every single night, he was given free meals (albeit the magical taste of it), he was given a bed (despite the wetness from sweat and semen) and he got mutual friends.
"Are you okay?"
A voice came from the cell next to his, slipping through the iron bars. Yao smiled.
"Yes, I am. How about you, er… Mark?"
"My name is Matthew… I am fine too," The voice answered. Yao giggled. Although they have been cell neighbors for almost 5 months now, he still couldn't remember the exact name. Or face. But he recognized the voice. "Francis was so good today…"
"Don't start. He came inside me, aru." Yao sighed, as he switched his body back to his stomach. His arse had stopped stinging. "Good, but not good, you know what I mean, aru."
"If you say that, then it will be my turn next time." The voice sounded desperate and hopeful at the same time.
Yao chuckled. They knew about the noble rivalry between their respective semes. Not like they have a definite one, but people have their own types and clearly, people with a blonde fetish wouldn't come into his cell. "Any news, aru?"
"As usual, tomorrow is the day new people arrive, Yao…"
Yao sighed. Yes, it was that part of the month again. Like a woman with definite menses every month, the jail gets new residents delivered. From other jails, from closed jails, or fresh from the court. But everything new means challenge. And ruckus.
Yao stared at the wall, wondering what kind of new bastards would fill his cell… and he giggled as he closed his eyes.
He would love to see that Arthur get jealous.
"Would you stop chatting? I need sleep here."
Yao knew the owner of the beautiful voice that shattered his imagination and he shouted at the top of his lungs, "WHAT? BEAUTY SLEEP, ARU? YOU FUCKING SHEMALE!"
Yao laughed as Norway's voice could be heard from outside the building.
"SHUT UP, YOU MAN EATER!"
"Calm down…" the voice from Ma…Markus? tried to stop the noisy cat fight, but as usual, it was buried under the shouts of the two of most beautiful asses in that wing.
"AS IF YOU DON'T LOVE IT WHEN DENMARK SUCKS YOUR HOLE, ARU~" Yao was actually having fun. And without shouting, he was afraid (really!) that his voice wouldn't reach the ear of his favorite fight buddy.
"AND YOU THINK I COULDN'T LISTEN TO YOUR UGLY SHOUTING AS ARTHUR SHOVED HIS SKIMPY DICK IN YOU, SLUT?"
"HA! CLOSET PERVERT, ARU? COULDN'T GET OFF WITHOUT LISTENING TO ME MOANING, ARU?"
"CHINESE CUNT, SHUT UP."
"CLOSET PERVERT~"
"YOU BITC-!"
"SHUT UP YOU TWO!" Ludwig's voice thundered from the hall speaker, "IF YOU DO THAT AGAIN, I SWEAR YOU WILL LOSE YOUR 'LITTLE BROTHER'S TOMORROW!"
Yao laughed loudly while Norway chuckled secretly inside his own cell. Unbeknown for them, the other part of the jail was having their masturbation time, while listening to the noisy cat fight. Arthur smacked his head, smiling. It happened almost every night. Strange what insanity brought to men, they enjoyed the shouting and their imaginations were first rate. No porn could compare.
Lovely. Who said paradise couldn't be found on earth?
/
And the delivery came. As usual, Yao and M… Martin? were sitting together in the particular table provided specially for the residents of their wing, eating their late brunch (breakfast+lunch). While complaining how cheap the prison had became in recent years, Yao locked his gaze on the door, waiting for new members who will join their paradise.
"What, eying potential new customers?" Norway put his tray in front of Yao and acted cool. Yao sighed, while Ma…Macaulay? tried to engage Norway in conversation. Iceland followed beside his brother (not by blood—it's kinda weird, but they shared a junior-senior relationship ever since the small boy Iceland came into the prison) and sat in front of Ma… Macbeth?
Their table was only occupied by four of them. They were practically the flower in the dessert, between hairy men to buffed guys. Slim limbs, curvy and willowy figure, whitish skin with smooth colors, and girly faces made them stood out. And it was actually good for the system, since all the other males could be tamed when they have something to adore/imagine/jerk off to.
/
The new batch of people came in.
The first was a very curvy, girly boy. Blond hair with violet eyes and natural blush on his cheeks made him look like a tame kitten. Yao knew straight away that the new boy would join their table even though he didn't know why he was brought to their jail. Maybe he was a psycho or something, but Yao still waved at the pretty thing. "Here, aru!"
The boy smiled awkwardly at the friendliness, and came nearer.
The crowds were eying the new bitch when the second man comes in. He looked tanned and muscular and just the perfect image of a criminal. He snickered when he saw the flower table, and came forward. But before he could reach dream world, 5 other prisoners caught him first and made him sat on their table.
Yao knew the man would know the rule of paradise by night.
The next man who came in was a small Asian boy, who looked no taller than Yao, with a helmet style haircut. He looked out of place, even more awkward than the first girly boy, but his appearance was too similar to a Japanese doll. He froze when he saw the flower table, but he came near, without any hints or welcome gesture from the table's occupants, because he felt like that was the only salvation oasis he could have in that smelly hall.
Yao smiled as he saw the boy sat beside Iceland. Not nice. He might lose his usual customer—he used to be the only Asian. But it was also nice to have somebody else who shared the same eye colour.
And the last man came in before the door was slammed shut behind him. a giant was what crossed Yao's mind initially. A Giant with scarves as long as the Great Wall of China wrapped around his neck trunk. He had grey hair (was he old?) and violet eyes.
"Da?"
He sounded like a pussy. Yao snickered as he turned back to the new occupants of their table.
"Now, introduce yourself, aru~ Name, of course; what you want to be called; and also why are you here, aru. You start."
"I… My name is Tino Väinämöinen. You can call me Tino. I … I mutilated my teacher's body. I was trying to cook something special for my boyfriend…"
Woah. Yao was genuinely taken aback. They were right. Never to judge the book by its cover.
"And you, aru?"
"My name is Kiku Honda. Nice to meet you." He spoke calmly and politely. Yao snickered. He started to feel irritated by the new comer. "You can call me Honda Kiku…"
"Kiku will do, aru." Yao cut him short. "Why are you here?"
"I am trying to explain it now." Kiku hide his irritation and continued. "I .. I was caught filming… Panties."
"Panties?" Iceland asked innocently. "You're straight?"
"I am, for sure." Kiku nodded. "I like girls, thank you very much."
"And you got here because of panties." Yao sneered. "Do you think we're morons, aru?"
"I… I filmed them under the … female public toilets…" Kiku was blushing crimson. Yao started to enjoy the conversation.
"Closet pervert, aru? Nor, you've got rivalry."
"Damn it, Yao. Shut up." Norway sighed, as he asked sharply back to the new Asian prisoner. "And you think we are idiots, don't you? You won't be in this particular jail unless you kill somebody."
"Nor, who did you kill, aru?" Yao smiled as he touched the Norwegian's smooth hand seductively. Norway pushed the hand away, and stared hard at Yao. Yao knew he had touched a very sensitive point and stopped smiling.
Norway turned to the new boy. "Speak, and we will not talk about it again."
Kiku gulped down before he admitted. "I… I raped my girlfriend and choked her dead."
"Why?"
"She found out I filmed the panties, okay?" Kiku shouted out of frustration. "Are you satisfied now?"
Norway nodded and continued to eat. Yao sighed. He never knew why Norway was there, but well, they got 2 other cell mates now.
He didn't realize a certain Russian's gaze on him throughout the whole brunch.
I practically searched the whole baby name for Matthu... Mat? Name.
Whatever, flame, baby, flame! XD and it may be continued. may be not. I dunno...
And I would receive any request pairings (EXCEPT KOREA. HE WOULD be the MAN in the SPECIAL cell with no access to other human race).