Angst:
He couldn't be leaving, but his back was still turned.
AU:
His green eyes narrowed, it gave Ivan a stomachache.
Crack!fic:
"Bow to your sensei!"
"Y-yes sir."
Crossover:
Toris was running.
"Vodkaaaa!"
Damn griffins.
First Time:
Tears stained the sheets; it was supposed to feel good.
Fluff:
He was too close.
"You know you're my favourite, right?"
Humour:
"Pol. Pol. Pol."
"…What?!"
Hurt/Comfort:
Toris was crying again.
"Vodka?"
Smut:
The smooth surface of the desk was familiar to him.
UST:
Ivan struck him once more; he shouldn't feel like this.
A/N: You probably won't get the Crossover, unless you play obscure NES games like my sister and I. ;)