This is what happens when I haven't slept all night and I have been listening to 'For your Entertainment' by Adam Lambert on repeat. I am going to update "Lost Together" as soon as I can. I made a banner and you can find it on my deviantart. I will post a link on my profile.
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Russia leans back into the booth seat. He had a perfect view of the entire club, specifically the dance floor. He noticed plenty of dancers but he had eyes for only one. A certain tall blond's head popped over the crowd as everyone starts to jump to the beat.
He still can't believe that America managed to drag him here. He gulped down a shot of vodka and resumed his new favorite sport of watching the young nation. America started to head over towards the booth. The skin tight jeans look perfect on him, and the blood red shirt seemed to show up in his blue eyes.
He dropped down into the seat. "Come on you need to dance! We're at a club, the music's perfect, and no one knows who we are. Just one dance with me, please?" He looked up at him with perfect puppy eyes. Russia looks down at the tattoo on America's inner wrist. A simple little sunflower decorated his perfect skin there. He nods and stands up. The music changes and a new song starts.
So hot out of the box
Can we pick up the pace
Turn it up, heat it up
I need to be entertained
Push the limit, are you with it?
Baby don't be afraid
Imma hurt you real good baby
They head to the dance floor and the music immediately takes control. They dance with the beat and just go with the flow.
Let's go it's my show, baby, do what I say
Don't trip off the glitz that I'm gonna display
I told you, Imma hold ya down until you're amazed
Give it to ya til you're screamin' my name
Russia leans over and whispers into his ear, "You'll be screaming my name by the end of tonight."
He chuckles darkly at the shiver that flows through his dance partner.
No escaping when I start
Once I'm in I own your heart
There's no way to ring the alarm
So hold on until it's over
He stiffens as he feels lips press against his ear. "Do I own your heart, Iceman?"
Oh!
Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I'm 'bout to do
'Cause it's about to get rough for you
I'm here for your entertainment
"Can you handle what you've started, Podsolnecknik? You've own my heart for so long. I am here for your entertainment."
Oh! 'Sall right
I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet
You thought an angel swept you off your feet
But I'm about to turn up the heat
I'm here for your entertainment
You'll be fine
Baby I'm in control
Take the pain
Take the pleasure
I'm the master of both
Close your eyes, not your mind
Let me into your soul
"Your past all my walls. You are holding my soul. I know what you can do and I am sad to say, I'm lost to you. I belong to you, Alfred F. Jones."
I'm gonna work it 'til your totally blown
"We wont have it easy, you know that. But I have been lost to you for so long. I have long entertained you and you entertain me. We will have huge battles, and great make-ups. We are both perfect and perfectly wrong for each other. Once this starts there is no end. I own you and you own me."
No escaping when I start
Once I'm in I own your heart
There's no way to ring the alarm
So hold on 'til it's over
Russia allows America to pull him off the floor and out of the club. He pulls him onto him and into a bruising kiss against the cold bricks. The club was scorching and the kiss was even better. It was everything they both dreamed of.
Oh!
Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I am about to do
'Cause it's about to get rough for you
I'm here for your entertainment
The music pounds out through the open door as they lean up against the wall and let the chilly air of a DC November night clear their minds. They walked down the street, hand in hand, and told the world, and all its problems, to 'Fuck it's self' for the night.
Oh I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet Oh
You thought an angel swept you off your feet
But I'm about to turn up the heat
I'm here for your entertainment
Do you like what you see?
Oh
Let me entertain ya 'til you scream
They both knew that something changed that night, all thanks to a song. And over the next few hours, days, weeks and months, their entire lives changed. Their relationship wasn't all roses, of course. They had battles, fights and great make-ups. And every month they headed back to that same club and danced to that same song.
Oh!
Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I am about to do
'Cause it's about to get rough for you
I'm here for your entertainment
Well That is what happens in my mind at 5:30 Am. I know that the storyline is very iffy, but that's how I picture the relationship between America and Russia. Wars and great make-up sex.
Music Messes with my mind and this is what my mind created so don't blame me. I cant control my brain.
