Title: The deal

Rating: M

Genre: Angst, Horror

Summary: Set during Berlin Wall. Ivan has Gilbert under his hold, but who said Ivan wanted Gilbert? Ivan never wanted Gilbert; he wanted Ludwig. So Ivan decides to make a little deal with the desperate and foolish younger nation.

WARNINGS : Not for light hearted... M for rape/non-con, forced!Ivan/Ludwig, hinted!Gilbert/Ludwig.

A/N : Please don't ask where this came from even I don't know! *cough cough* This is also the first time I wrote anything of... uhh...sort :D... review...?

E/N : My little girl is writing M rated stories! Oh em gee... review so she can write some more and write even more errrr erotic things :D hahaha...8D jk...(not really) _;


"W-wait, Russia. You're saying that if I do you one favor… You'll… you'll let me see my Bruder (Brother)?" Ludwig asks carefully and almost desperately though it was hidden well. The blond was glaring at the older male who was smiling wickedly at the younger. Ludwig felt his stomach twist into knots; oh how he missed his brother so much. He'd do anything to be with him at the moment. And all Russia was asking for was just one favor. It… it couldn't be all too bad… just one favor, than he'd be able to see his big brother, that was all Ivan wanted… Ludwig bit his lip. "If I agree, all I owe you is one favor? Then I'll be free to see my brother?"

"Da!" The Russian smiled evilly at the younger. "Just one little favor and you get to see Gilbert~!"

"What is this favor?" The younger male asked warily as he stared up at the massive eastern nation who smiled cutely down at him. They were in Russia's office. Shelves of book decorated the room while a front desk sat in the back. Ludwig was seated right in front of the desk. He had been summoned by the Russian man who still had his brother. It had been forever since he'd seen his sweetly arrogant and rude older brother.

"Well~" The Russian man stood up and walked around the desk, he leaned down, putting his hands on the armrest where Ludwig was seated. Ludwig stiffened up as the other man leaned down towards him. He didn't like the way Ivan was looking at him anymore. "It's a secret until you say yes… For all you know, it could be nothing more than a simple favor… or a little more complicated…~" The Russian spoke with a childish innocence, a cute singy-song voice as he smiled warmly at the blond nation though his eyes were cold with mischief.

"Well…"

"Don't you want to see Gilbert, Ludwig? He misses you! Sometimes at night he cries because of how much he misses you! He'd hate you if you let this chance go down the drain… He'll be really upset when I tell him you said no…! He really wants to see you too, you know! Hmmm…~ Oh well, maybe you don't care as much as I thought you did, da~?"

"I do care!" The younger German man growled angrily. He was glaring fiercely up at the Russian who leaned down to let their noses touch, leaning a bit more to press his forehead against the blond's, his violet eyes bright with excitement now.

"Then you'll do me a favor, da, Ludwig?" Ivan breathed gently. Ludwig could smell the vodka and sunflower scent on the other man. His own icy blue eyes staring up at the violet eyed man.

"Of course I will. If it is only one favor… then I would be free to see my brother, I'd do anything as I said before, Russia."

"Good~!" Ivan cheered softly. He grabbed Ludwig's arm before brushing lips with him quickly. Germany's mouth dropped slightly at the touch before glaring wildly at the other man now. "Don't forget to come back tomorrow and I'll tell you what I want you to do, da~? If you don't, I'll tell Gilbert you changed you mind and didn't want to see him anymore~!"

Germany glared at the other man before nodding. Ivan smiled at the other brightly. Ludwig left the Russian's house quickly. He drove home, sighing as he got back into West Berlin. He quietly went back into this home to retire for the night, truly tired.

It was long after he had fallen asleep when Ludwig let out a low growl as he felt something brush against his lips. It felt soft, and it reminded him of his brother's lips. He shrugged it off because he knew his brother was not with him and tried to turn over, half asleep, but he realized he couldn't move, that he was bound to this spot and this position. He let out a low grunt as he felt something brush against his manhood. Frightened and angry blue eyes snapped open now as he heard a zipper. He then saw the Russian man straddling his hips. Ivan smiled down at Ludwig, his smile twisted.

"W-what are you doing here, Russia!" Germany growled. Trying to push the other off only to realize his arms were chained to the bed poles. He let out another low growl now. "What do you think you're doing?" Germany asked quietly as he felt the other touch him, stroking him. Germany let out another angry growl, bucking his hips up wildly to try and get the other off. It didn't work, and the other only seemed more amused by the action as he grinded down against the German.

"I want you, da~?" The Russian giggled. He grinded down harshly again, this time causing a tiny moan to escape the German's mouth. "Y-you seem to like it, so I guess I won't stop, da~?"

"Stop this! Get off of me!" The German shouts now, sounding a bit frantic as he tried to wiggle free from the other. Ivan merely watched, pleased by the other's failed attempts to get away from him. He leaned forward to capture his lips, forcing him to kiss. Germany welcomed the other into his mouth; Ivan went willing, all too happy to refuse. Germany bit down, causing the other to quickly pull away. Russia was frowning before a dark smile fell across his lips as he smiled at the other.

"You don't want this to be painful, do you?" The Russian asked softly, his childish voice sounding all too innocent to belong to the man straddling the younger blond's hips. He leaned down, sticking his tongue out to show the blond his injury with a pout on his lips. "It really hurt, you know. If you do it again, I'll have my way with you and you'll never see Gilbert again. I'll tell him you changed your mind before I kill him." Germany glared up, furious with the other man. Ivan's suddenly serious facial expression did not change, nor did it falter. Ivan started to grind himself against the German man, making Ludwig bite down on his own tongue to hold back the moan at the friction. "So you won't do anything stupid that will prevent you from seeing your brother, da~… or me killing the damned idiot?"

"D-don't do this, s-stop!" Germany bit his lip. "Don't hurt Prussia b-but… please, Russia, don't do this to me!" Germany pleaded softly, trying to reason the other out of doing this. Ludwig's heart starting to race at the mere thought of this happening. His brother wouldn't want this to happen to him! His brother would hate him if this… this horrible thing happened! Germany wiggled again, urgently. "Please! I-I'll do anything but this, please Ivan!" Ivan stared down at Ludwig thoughtfully as he slowly begun to pull down Ludwig's boxers. He instantly saw the fear in the widening blue eyed. "Bitte (Please) Ivan, bitte (Please)!"

"But I would love to hear your sweet screams, da~" The Russian man giggled now, as if that would justify the coming events that would soon unfold. "It won't hurt if you stop fighting me you know~!"

"Nie (never)! Get off of me!" Germany shouted, bucking his hips wildly and yanking down on the chains around his wrists though he knew deep inside it was useless. He needed to hope though. He needed hope. "Get off of me, Russia! D-don't touch me!"

"Aw?" Ivan whines. He reaches down to fully yank down Ludwig's boxers. "You know what's going to happen if you do something naughty right? I'm going to punish you, da~? So just try to be good and let me have my fun, I might even make it fun for you too, da?"

"Never! Get off of-" Russia brought his lips down to press against Ludwig's, forcing the younger into a kiss. Ludwig tried to break it, but Ivan held Ludwig's face still now, no longer being gentle as he pressed down harder, Ludwig finally managed to yank his face away, gasping and red faced in anger and humiliation.

"See? Not so bad, da~?" Ivan coos, letting his finger trace Ludwig's face. He pressed it against Ludwig's lips before forcing it in, Ludwig bit down hard enough for Ivan to bleed. He felt Russia's grip his shoulder grow harsher. Ludwig let go when the grasp became too tight, and it was starting to become too painful to handle. Ivan slapped the blond across the face. Ivan looked a little flustered and pissed off now. "A-and here I was going to make it- it pleasurable, you little German slut!"

"Leave me alone." Ludwig growls though his face still stung from the slap. Ivan got off the Ludwig, allowing the younger a moment of peace, only to bring back his beloved pipe. Ludwig couldn't help when he winced at the mere sight of the weapon.

"You shouldn't have bitten me. It wasn't very nice."

"I know that." Germany growled, trying to keep a brave face though the weapon was taunting and scaring him. Ivan let his fingers touch the tips of the pipe, bringing it to his lips to lick it, grinning wildly at the blond now. Ludwig tried not to let the fearful look flash across his face and instead tried to hold his chin up. "You aren't being very nice either. So. Leave. Me. Alone."

"You said I get a favor. I want a day of complete obedience. Started at one this morning," Ivan said in a-matter-of-fact voice. "It's one-ten. I expect you to start acting like a good little doggie. If you don't, you know what's going to happen…~" Ludwig closed his mouth, hating that Ivan got him so easily trapped into this mess. Ludwig gulped. He hated that he wanted to see his brother so badly, he hated that he was actually willing to let Ivan do this to him, and yet, the other part of him didn't care. It was whispering that Gilbert wouldn't want him if this was what he was willing to do just to get a glimpse at him.

"P-please, please Ivan, don't do this…" Ludwig whimpered, deciding it wouldn't hurt to beg one more time. He closed his eyes tightly, wishing he could just disappear. Ivan just giggled. Ludwig gasped, automatically biting his tongue when Ivan started to touch him again, not wanting to moan aloud. He hadn't ever done anything like this, Russia had taken Gilbert away before they had ever gotten this far into their relationship, and Ludwig had wanted to save himself for his dear brother. It tore him apart that he was actually secretly enjoying what the Russian man was doing to him.

"…lube?" The Russian man panted. Ludwig finally seemed to remember this wasn't his dear brother, it was Ivan. He automatically whimpered at what Gilbert wasn't doing to him, at what Gilbert should have already done with him. "No? Hmph… Well, why don't- ahhh- why don't I just get my own then?" There was pause before a sneaky smile made its way onto the Russian's lips. "Gilbert!"

"B-Bruder (brother)?" Ludwig managed to whimper, he hated the way tears flooded his eyes and then he let out a strangled cry when Ivan started to touch him again. Ivan's tongue prodded his hole. Ludwig whimpered, trying to move from under the Russian who laughed. Suddenly the door opened to reveal a dirty, ragged silver blond man. The man's hair was greasy and messy. His face was gray from dirt and his red eyes had lost their shine. He walked in. His legs were chained and so were his wrist.

"Suck," The Russian man said childishly as he pushed three fingers in front of the Prussian. Gilbert finally decided to look at the poor bastard who was about to be rape by the sound of it.

"L-Luddie!" Gilbert choked. He took a step back, appalled by the sight of the Russian man on top of his baby brother who was starting to sob again now. "What the FUCK do you think you're doing, you sick Russian bitch!"

"Your brother," Ivan giggled. Gilbert glared darkly at the Russian man.

"Fuck you Ivan…"

"I'm just about to fuck your little Ludwig, da~" Ivan giggled, bringing his three fingers back up to Gilbert's mouth. He pouted slightly when Gilbert glared at him again, Ivan's cheek puffing up a little as he looked at Gilbert innocently. Red eyes looked down at the three fingers before back at Ludwig who wouldn't meet his eyes though Gilbert could see the tears which were dripping down his cheeks. "Will you hurry already?"

"W-what!" Gilbert took a step back. "I-I'm not going to help you! Suck your own fingers!"

"Hmmm… I'll just take him dry than, da?" Ivan moved so he was tracing Ludwig's hole. Ludwig begged, trying to move but not being able to because the Russian man was grabbing his hips and holding them tightly in place. "This is going to painful Ludwig, da~ you might not want to be so-"

Gilbert grabbed Ivan's hand away from Ludwig's hips and opened his mouth to suck on his fingers. The Prussian man couldn't help it when he let tears start to slip down his cheeks. Prussia couldn't bear to look at his brother now.

"Good boy," Ivan giggled. He petted Gilbert's head before he took his fingers from the Prussian's mouth when he thought they were fit enough. Gilbert looked away, not able to listen or see his little brother when this was happening. Gilbert gritted his teeth as he heard Ludwig start to moan and scream, not to mention cry as he was being prepared for what both brother dreaded at the moment.

Ludwig was crying more than Gilbert had ever heard him.

"Nein! Bitte, nein, nein, nein! Bitte, nein!" Gilbert heard Ludwig's strangled cry as Ivan begin to thrust into the younger. It was a sick sound as the flesh hit each other.

And Gilbert had raised the poor little nation that was being so cruelly attacked. Gilbert unsuccessfully tried to cover his ears. He couldn't. All he could do was stand there and listen to the screams and forced moans coming from his baby brother. He shut his eyes before he could see anything. He heard Ivan laugh though, say something in Russian and laugh.

And Ludwig screamed even more.

Finally, it was done, and it became silent…

Gilbert finally looked back at the mess that was his brother. The sobbing, shaking body on the bed, blood on the once white sheets, and Gilbert's mouth dropped at the sight of the blood.

"I can't believe he was a virgin!" Ivan laughed spitefully. He grinned at Gilbert who paled as Ivan spoke. He glanced back to the bloody sheets and then let out small cry as it all hit him at once. "Here I thought Gilbert already took yours cute little innocence~ I guess I got it! I'm so happy!"

Ludwig choked and cried even louder at that mention, sobbing as he curled up into a ball on the bed.

Ivan stood up and wiped himself clean on the sheets, covering it in more sperm and blood. He backed away before pulling on his clothes. He glanced at Gilbert and smiled. "Will you clean him up? He can sleep until seven. Wake him up around then so he can make some food… than maybe me and him can play from more, da?" Ivan giggled before walking out of the room cheerfully.

"Bruder (brother)?" Ludwig chokes as Ivan finally left. More tears dripped down the blond's cheeks as his face reddened as he realized his brother had just saw the whole thing and a sob made its way back to Ludwig's lips.

"Ja (Yes)?" Gilbert asked gently.

"Ich… Es tut mir leid! (I… I'm sorry!)" Ludwig sobbed loudly. The whole deal, the whole favor, had gone so horribly wrong for the blond and yet worked perfectly for the Russian man who finally had exactly what he had always wanted most.

"It's not your fault BruderBitte (brother… please), it's not your fault…" Gilbert whispered, moving to sit on the bed. He watched Ludwig flinch a little, but his little brother let him wrap his arms around him. Gilbert was unable to stop the tears from coming back to his eyes as his brother hugged him and cried softly onto his shoulder. He patted Ludwig's back, both brothers crying in the filth of the rape.

"I-I… BruderBruder (Brother… brother) it hurts… It- I…" Ludwig couldn't think of any words to express himself and his emotions which so disarrange. He sobbed himself dry, until he simply sat there heaving and whimpering. Gilbert hadn't said a word, simply smoothing his brother's hair back.

"I won't let that monster hurt you anymore…" Gilbert said softly. "No more…" Gilbert whispered. His voice soft and his eyes filled with more tears. He hugged Ludwig who was starting to doze though he still hiccupped softly, but, again, Gilbert knew it was simply a wish, a small, simple wish that would be crushed in a few hours by the same monster that had stolen his brother's innocence.


A/N : 8D... I hope i didn't rot anyone's brain out *heart heart*

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