PAIRING: Romania x Russia / Vincent x Ivan
PROMPT: APPRECIATION - Ivan and Vincent were an affectionate couple, to say the least.
RATING: T – M maybe. xD
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Number two. C: Yeah, uh. Vincent turned from angry housewife to sexeh man, I think. Enjoy? |D
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02. APPRECIATION
Ivan and Vincent were an affectionate couple, to say the least. "Appreciate" was a word they often used, mostly out of either spite or love. Sometimes "appreciation" had a different meaning for them than it would have had for others. Perhaps that was just what made them all the more perfect for each other.
You don't appreciate me and all I do for you.
That's how it would start. Really—and Vincent would be saying it, like a frustrated housewife. His cheeks would get all rosy from his anger as he scowled prettily at Ivan, and the Russian thought the color quite endearing on his lover. There weren't many times when he dared to provoke Vincent, but sometimes he would do just a little something to get his lover angry so he could see that lovely color on his cheeks.
I do appreciate you.
Ivan would reply in a soothing, gentle tone, and used that tone more often because it only made Vincent angrier. Vincent would then proceed to say something like,
Don't use that tone with me!
And Ivan would hold up his hands in innocence and defense. There was only so much he could do, but he did try.
Vincent, calm down. Of course I appreciate you!
This would sometimes work when he tried to calm the Romanian, and sometimes it didn't. When it did, Vincent would look at him for a moment, and a sly, coy smile would come onto his face. It was a lovely smile, one that elicited both fear and arousal in Ivan. Vincent would step forward and trail a light, slender hand down Ivan's chest. His ruby lips would part slightly and he would tilt his head to study Ivan at a better angle.
Do you really, Ivan?
At this point, things would get a little… Dangerous. The scales would be able to tip at any moment, and Ivan had to play his cards right if he wanted to make them both very, very happy. Vincent's tone would become sultry and seductive.
Y-Yes, of course. I love you.
Ivan's back pressed against the wall as he stepped backward, followed by a catty Vincent. Their lips would meet and send an electric current through Ivan's spine, followed by a soft moan from a Russian mouth and a smirk plastering onto a Romanian one.
Show me how much you really appreciate me.
Ivan had no trouble obliging. After all, as a lover, it was his duty to show Vincent just how much he really did appreciate him.