Sooooooo, here the next chapter, sorry it have been long before I publish it, I had big trouble with my computer ;_;
I do not own Hetalia
Now Matthew didn't know what to do. The Russian was on the other side of the door apparently waiting for him to go out of the bathroom. That door was the only way out of this mess, but he had to pass out the bigger nation and the Canadian doubt he can achieve this. Why was he so afraid? He didn't know much about him anyway (except for all the stories Alfred keep on telling him). Matthew had a shiver, remembering some of them. A knock on the door started him, bringing him back from his thoughts.
-Little Matvey... you can't stay there all night, da?
Matthew didn't respond, listening.
-I'm a very patient man you know, but only when I want it.
The Canadian could figure out that Russia was smiling. That was not good. He heard footstep and a giggle backing off. Another strange noise could be heard like something heavy falling on a mattress. Canada could guess that it must be Ivan taking place on the bed.
-Why did it have to be him... keep whispering the young nation.
Matthew put his head between is knees, shivering from the cold of the ceramic on his bare butt.
-Kamajira... what can I do...
A strong snoring wakes Canada who had fallen asleep on the bathroom's freezing floor. His body had curled automatically in a fetal position to keep him warm. Matthew stands up, still a little asleep. He put his ear to the door; that was effectively a snoring sound that must be Russia's. Now the Canadian was fully woken up.
-Now is the time or never, Canada told himself, trying to motivate himself.
He tied the remaining towel of the bathroom around his hip, making sure to make a double knot. Canada opened the door delicately, fearing that a little sound could wake up the larger nation. The snoring was louder now that the door was opened. Matthew peeks around the room, looking for his roommate. He was on his back, lying still on the bed. He was hopefully still wearing his pants, but, he's chest was bare, except for his eternal white scarf. So big... Matthew thought, a little intimidate by the larger nation. Canada swallows hard, trying to bring courage to his small body. He steps out of the bathroom, trying to make as less noise as he could. The room was kind of dark, must be the middle of the night. Keeping an eye on the Russian, Matthew tried to find his case. It wasn't where he left it when he enters the room. Starting to panic, the Canadian search desperately for clothing, anything would do in the situation he was in. While checking on Ivan, he suddenly notices his red hoodie, on the bed, next to the bigger man. He could sense a strong shiver pass through his body.
-He's asleep, right? He wouldn't wake up if I take my clothes wouldn't he? Matthew told himself.
Not very sure, the small nation made some steps in direction of the bed where his roommate was sleeping. The snoring was still regular and the Russian didn't show any sight of waking up. Some steps later he was next to the bed, trying to grab his hoodie with one trembling hand. At the very same time a huge hand grabs his wrist and pulls him on the bed. Matthew didn't have time to react before been pinned to the bed by a strong grip. He was now on his back, face to face to a very awake Russia. Without him realising it, his body had started to shake. Ivan had his childish smile on his face.
-I told you that I can be patient, purred the bigger man.
The Russian was searching in his back pocket while holding the Canadian with his other hand. Without warning Matthew felt cold metal wrapping his left wrist and then been pinned to the headboard. He could see the shining of the handcuff into the twilight. If the Canadian's body could shake more, it would surely. Russia was on him, a predatory gleam in his eyes.
-Wha-what do you w-want? Asked the little one, not very sure if he really wants to know the answer.
Ivan giggles.
-Enjoying my room with all the distraction it can offer.
-I'm n-not a part of the r-room or a furniture ei-either! Shouted Matthew.
Russia put his large cold hand on his roommate cheek, still smiling.
-You're so cute my dear Matvey. But did you know that that pretty face of yours is your curse?
The Canadian didn't understand why Ivan said that. Guessing that the smaller nation didn't figure out the meaning, Russia continued.
-America's face is the same as yours, da?
Matthew swallows hard again, what is captor was up to? Certainly he wouldn't kill him, but...
-The only difference is your eyes. You've got amethyst like mine.
-I-I have nothing in common with you! Tempest the captive.
Russia started laughing.
-Ah but my little Matvey, we have plenty of things in common. How can you say that we have nothing if you don't really know me?
Canada turn his head to the side, he didn't want to look on Russia's smiling face anymore.
-Random roommate system is for us to know more about each other, da? Now's the time to give it a try.
Without further warning, Russia took Matthew chin and forced him into a kiss. The Canadian tense, eyes wide open from the shock. Ivan forced his tongue past Canada's lips, enjoying the shiver that passed through is victim. He broke the kiss after a few minutes, licking his lips. That little one tastes so sweet.
-Mr R-Russia, stop this, it's n-not f-funny, babbled the smaller country.
Ivan releases his grip on the hand he didn't handcuffed and sat next to Matthew. The younger one twists himself to be the farther possible from his tormentor. With his free hand, he tries to free himself from the restrain.
-Let me tell you something about me, da? I give only for what I receive. I like to work in exchange of something equivalent. You understand, da?
-Why are you telling me that, whispers the Canadian, pulling on the handcuff in all direction.
He so wish at this very instant to have his brother's strength.
-So clueless! Sing-sang the taller man, watching his prey with a smile plastered on his face.
That Canadian amused him so much already.
-You have something I want and I have something you want.
At this very instant, Russia had all of Matthew's attention. He knew the Russian was speaking about Kumajiro. Ivan giggles, charmed by the Canadian fast understanding.
-Now is the time to know how much your furry friend means to you,da?
Matthew tried to evaluate his options, what the Russian wanted was kind of oblivious by the way he tied him to the bed, naked. Wait ... naked? Oh no, the towel at his waist must have slipped during his struggling. Ashamed, the Canadian turned instantly red, trying to cover himself with the messing sheets of the bed. This little play only started a new cycle of giggles from the bigger man.
-Matvey, don't be shy, he purrs, approaching Canada in a seducing way.
The smaller nation tried to keep a safe distance, but with the handcuff, he couldn't go too far. The Russian was on top of him once more.
-Mr Russia... I-I think this is a b-big mi-misunderstanding, babbled the Canadian while Ivan was putting kisses on his neck.
-How is it a misunderstanding? You know what we're doing, da?
Matthew's face flushed in response.
-Th-that's n-not what I-I mean.
-Aahh, I understand, a new giggle started, maybe it's Matvey's first time! I'll be gentle, I promise!
-N-no it's not! Shout the smaller nation.
He instantly regrets saying that, falling into Russia's trap.
-I-I mean, I don't w-want to do t-this with y-you, he continues almost in a whisper.
Ivan lifts his head to look at his roommate. His eyes were glassy with unshed tears.
-Don't you want to know more about me?
The intonation Russia used and the tears filled eyes almost sounded sad.
-M-maybe... but not like t-this, respond Matthew, now feeling bad.
Ivan's lips instantly turned into a bright smile and the tears were already gone.
-So you do want to know me more! He said with his childish voice, returning to Matthew's neck.
The Canadian curse himself to have once again fallen into the trap. He had to find a way to get out, NOW!
Suddenly, Russia's kiss started to go lower than just his neck. Matthew couldn't hold a moan, feeling Ivan's cold lips on his right nipple. The smaller nation hurriedly put his free hand over his mouth, trying to muffle the shaming sounds that could past trough his lips. At this action, the Russian laugh.
-You have a nice voice, it would be a waste to hide it, da? He said, putting away Matthew's hand.
He was now watching Matthew hand in his. Matthew knew he was small next to Russia, but to clearly see the difference by their hand's size made it even oblivious.
-So small, the Russian murmur, gently kissing the top of the Canadian's hand.
He then put it next to Matthew's head, returning to the tense body beneath him.
-So soft, he continued, caressing the smaller man torso, exploring.
He resume the kissing, taking the time to feel every shiver the Canadian had.
-So warm, he concluded angrily by harshly biting a nipple.
At this, Matthew threw his head upright, screaming.
-W-why did you did that f-for?
The taller man didn't respond, ignoring this interruption and started to go lower. The Canadian could see that his roommate was turning kind of rough with his ministrations. Matthew had a flash of his brother telling him that Russia could be particularly violent when angry and warning him to keep a safe distance of him. And THIS wasn't a safe distance. The smaller man started to feel nails rails trough his skin. He couldn't let him have his way with him. He would escapes from his bond, immobilise the Russian, find Kumajiro, save him and then going home. Now he sounds like Alfred. Gathering all of his spirit, Matthew started to struggle, kicking and punching Russia to some ever place he could hit. The bigger nation didn't like this rebellious side of his prey. Without hesitation, Ivan put all his weight on Canada's shoulder, crushing him on the bed. At this, the Canadian start screaming.
-À l'aide! Help! Hel-
A cold and massive hand pressed against his mouth, preventing him to finish his last word. Angry lavender eyes meet his tear filled one.
-Don't make me tie you all up, you won't like that, said the Russian, menacing.
A knot of the door started them both.
-Everything's alright here? Said a voice on the other side.
It was Finland's voice. If Russia's glare could kill, Matthew would be death about ten times.
-Think about your pet's safety, warned the bigger man with a dark voice.
Matthew agreed and Ivan withdraws his hand. The Canadian swallow hard before answering.
-D-don't worry, e-everything is f-fine.
-You where crying for help, were you not?
One of Russia's hands grabs the smaller man's shoulder, applying pressure. The Canadian squeaked.
-I won't sound al-alright if you keep hurting m-me, whispers the captive.
-Don't worry; it will get worst after that.
Right now, the Canadian wonders if he should accept Finland's help, maybe the two of them could overpower the Russian? But Ivan had Kumajiro and if he didn't behave, he's friend might be harmed.
Finland knot another time, remembering the one on the room that he was still there.
-I-I was just having a good time with my b-bear and Mr Russia. I played a princess in d-distress kept p-prisoner by Mr Russia and Kurajami is my knight in shining armour who's gona save me.
The other country was a little surprised of this answer, but it was plausible.
-I wish you to have fun then, but don't scream ''help'' so loud in the middle of the night, someone may think you're getting raped.
Russia started to giggle at that last sentence. How ironic.
-Good night!
The two roommates heard Finland's footsteps getting farther and eventually vanished. Russia suddenly took Canada's chin, forcing him to look at him.
-So my little princess, want to continue the story and wait for your knight to come and save you? Teased the Russian.
A single tear escaped Matthew lavender eye. Ivan just smirked and released his grip.
-Now, where were we? Continue the larger man.
Canada started shaking, apprehending the following. He felt so weak and helpless. Without warning, Ivan took Matthew's flaccid member and started pumping. The sudden touch made him squeak and his body tensed.
-S-stop, babbled the Canadian, trying to keep Ivan away with his free hand.
Russia ignored the plea and continued his slow pace, feeling the member grows within his hand. Canada's breathing quickens, he hasn't been touched there for a long time and he curses his body to respond positively to the invasion. He couldn't keep his eyes opened anymore; the pleasure was taking over his body.
-Seem like you're enjoying yourself little one, giggled the Russian, watching each reaction his action created.
Ivan could feel his roommate's nails digging in his shoulder. Does he really think that he can push him away? He quickens the pace, stealing a moan from Matthew. A few more stroke and Russia suddenly stopped his ministration, feeling the smaller nation been near completion. Struggling to catch his breath, the Canadian opened his glossy eyes. The taller man was still on top of him, watching him. Without warning, Ivan take a hold on Canada's thigh and opened them, exposing new territories. That was too much for the smaller man who started to struggle with new vigour. Russia bent over the smaller frame, covering it, not bothering with his roommate agitate state. He gripped his chin, forcing the Canadian to look at him. Matthew's lavender eyes were full of unshed tears. With force, the Russian turned the smaller man head to the side. Reaching for the ears, he nipped on them, teasing.
-Don't be selfish, Matvey, he murmurs before licking the lobe.
Matthew couldn't stop a shiver. Releasing his grip, the bigger nation goes lower, liking his neck and biting his nipple. A small cry escaped Canada's lips. Now Russia was kissing his navel, still going lower and... lower. Now one of his legs was pulled up and the Russian licked his way down from the knee to the tight. The smaller man could see the smirk on Ivan's face, still watching all his reaction. Russia straightens and takes out a tube from his back pocket. Seeing the item resumes the Canadian's shaking. Ivan opened the tube and put a large amount of gel on his fingers, coating them.
-This will make it easier, da?
The childish smile was back. Matthew wondered what was worse between the Russian's angry eyes of that creepy smile. Ivan once again opened Canada's thigh, teasing a finger at the pink entrance. Matthew's free hand gripped the sheets, fearing what was coming next. The larger nation pushed the first finger in, watching his roommate reaction. The smaller man tenses at the intrusion, even though it was only one finger, it was a large one.
-You should know that you have to relax little Matvey. Unless you lied to me about not been a virgin.
That smile again.
-I've d-done t-this before, answer shyly the smaller country.
Canada tried to stabilise his breathing and to ease his muscle. Without warning a second finger was entering, forcing the tight passage. Matthew couldn't suppress a moan. The scissoring movement was combined with an in and out one.
-Be grateful for not being your brother. I would never waste time to prepare him, said the Russian.
A third finger joins the others, stretching the hole for what will come next. Canada's moan grew louder from both the pain and the pleasure.
-I wonder who's the first who had a ride on you, ask the larger nation.
He replaces his scarf and withdraws his fingers. Ivan kept one of Matthew's legs up with one hand and unzips his pants with the other. Knowing what was coming next, the smaller man turned his head away, tightly closing his eyes.
-Was it the Frenchman?
He gently pushed the head of his member in.
-Or maybe the English gentlemen?
Matthew could feel the Russia going further into his body.
-Or that stupid American?
In one brutal thrust, the taller nation was all in. Canada screamed at the forced intrusion. The Russian bent over the smaller man, facing him. He putted his finger on his smiling lips.
-Now, now, we don't want to have company do we?
Matthew agreed with a movement of the head, blushing.
-Good boy, Russia sing-sang, petting his roommate head.
Feeling the Canadian relax a little, Ivan started to move. He enjoyed each second of this, feeling that tight passage massage his member. The lube helps to ease the way, permitting the movement to be fluid and hard.
-Aaahh... n-non... arrêtez... begged the little man.
Such a nice voice thought the Russian. Even though he knew Matthew could speak French, he hardly heard him use it before. Keeping his harsh rhythm, he hopes to hear more of it. Even though the pain was intense, Canada could feel some pleasure when his sweet spot was hit. His head keep on turning left to right and his hand was furiously holding the sheets. The larger nation start to kiss and bite on is neck, trying to bring more bliss to the thin body.
-Nnngh... A-assez...non, tried the smaller nation.
Ivan keeps on thrusting hard and fast, ignoring his roommate plea.
-Your French is very cute to hear, you should speak more of it.
He was now licking his way down Canada's already hard nipple. He passed his tongue on them and sucks softly. Those attentions were so gentle in comparison of his hard trust that keeps on pounding on him. Suddenly, Ivan took a hold on Canada's member and start pumping in rhythm with his trust. Matthew's body squirm, it was too much. It didn't take long with this pace to achieve completion. The smaller nation moans loudly and releases himself into the Russian hand. Ivan's smile grew wider when he started to lick his finger clean. The Canadian closed his eyes and turned his head; he didn't want to see this, he was so ashamed of his body reaction. The larger man giggles at his roommate flushing cheeks, he was so cute. He was near completion as well. He resumes his thrusts even harder and faster than before. Even though Matthew was exhausted, his moans didn't stop. A few thrust later, Russia was at his limit. In a long whine, he release into the smaller man's hole. Out of breath, Ivan collapse on the frail body. They stay in that position a few minutes before Canada start to struggle. With his remaining strength, he tried to push the bigger man away.
-G-get off... he manages to say. Russia's weight was crushing him.
The bigger nation growled at the persisting Canadian and roll next to him.
-N-Now give me my friend back! Shouted the smaller man.
Ivan lazily sited on the bed and replaced his scarf. He giggles at the outburst of his roommate. That little kid was known to be calm and polite. He hardly shows that angry side to anyone.
-G-give him back! You s-said that you would if I gave you w-what you w-wanted.
Russia caresses softly the Canadian's side, teasing.
-I think the value of your pet's freedom is more than just one intercourse.
Matthew gulped; this... this was not enough?
-I want you to do anything I say for the next week. If so, then I'll release that fluffy thing you call your friend, conclude the bigger nation.
At those words, Canada started to hit the Russian with his free hand.
-Don't speak of Komujiri in that way... y-you b-big m-mean R-Russian.
The bigger man laugh, it clearly wasn't of Matthew habit to insult people. The Canadian flushed, he knew that that insult was king of lame, but that didn't mean he had the right to make fun of it. Ivan dried a small tear from the corner of his eye with his thumb. What a nice week it's gona be, he though. He bent over the smaller nation, a wide smile still on his face.
-Ready for the next round, Matvey?
First night and beggining of the week for Matthew
Hope the next chapter will be easier to write, it's my first time describing a sexual intercourse and I never have though it'll be this hard ^^'
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