Fleeting Moments

A/N: So thanks for putting my story on your story alert you guys c: there's gonna be a Sex scene between Ivan and Yao and some difficulties in the morning (Oh no!) plus some Elizaveta tragedy. If you don't want to read le sexy times just scroll until you get the black line (I'm guessing it shows up on F.F. I'm using Microsoft Word lol) and yes I know it's a little early for the sex but its all part of the plot, just bear with the horribly written scene for now.

Chapter 3

Yao waited outside the subway station, shifting from foot to foot nervously, Ivan told him to meet him there so they could go on the date. But looking through the thick crowd, he couldn't see the blonde Russian anywhere. "Boo!" A childish voice came from next to him and upon turning around he saw Ivan. Letting out a sigh of relief Yao mentally slapped himself, he wasn't supposed to be happy seeing him. He should be freaked the fuck out because they were both guys and to top it off they only met yesterday. But somehow, Yao didn't care and he was sure Ivan didn't care either. He was drawn out of his thoughts when he felt a heavy pressure on his hand and he looked down to see Ivan's intertwining Yao's fingers with his own. "Yao, I don't want dinner right now, let us go back to the apartment." Ivan's eyes sparkled mischievously which unnerved Yao a bit but he agreed nonetheless. Instead of taking the subway like Yao thought they would, Ivan grabbed Yao's hand tighter and tugged him down the street, giggling. When they reached the apartment Ivan pushed Yao on the couch and told him to wait there, "I will be back soon, don't move."

Ivan entered the bedroom and tapped his chin in thought ' What would suffice?' His eyes wandered around the room and they landed on the small container of lotion on his dresser. 'That would be perfect, I am sure he will love me after this.' With a smirk he took the small tube of lotion and put it in his back pocket. Strolling back out to the living room he saw Yao waiting, fiddling with his fingernails. "So my little Jao, are you ready for the date?" Yao looked up, startled. "S-sure, um, Ivan what are you doing?" Ivan was unraveling his scarf from around his neck "Getting ready for our date my little sunflower." Purring, Ivan continued to remove his scarf and then started with his coat. Yao, who only saw Ivan without his coat or scarf once, was shocked. His eyes got the size of dinner plates and he started to blush after seeing Ivan's lightly toned arms and chest in the tight black tee shirt. "Are you ready my sunflower?" Yao blinked, his face flushed an even darker shade of red, "I-Ivan please, j-just tell me what you're doing" Ivan's smile widened, "Something you will love, believe me my Yao-Yao you will beg me for more." And with that Ivan leapt on Yao, pinning him down on the couch and growling like a feral beast.

Yao was pushed down further in the couch and his head shot up, he found himself staring into amethyst eyes that glistened dangerously in the low light of the lamp. He suddenly felt cool lips on top of his own; Yao's eyes widened significantly, and then fluttered shut. Exhaling softly out of his nose he relaxed as large hand massaged his lower back. 'W-why am I enjoying this, I should be repulsed, Ivan's a guy, I'm a guy, and this shouldn't feel good.' But he was drawn out of his thoughts when he felt a cool tongue prod his lower lip. The Asian tried to pull away and yell at Ivan for this but as soon as he opened his mouth a light pink tongue slipped in his mouth and slid across his own pink muscle. "Mhmm…" Yao moaned into the kiss, no one's ever kissed him like this before, but he enjoyed it, even if it was with a guy.

Ivan smirked into the kiss, 'so he likes this' he thought and started to tweak the pink bud on Yao's chest. ""Y-Yiwan!" The Russian smirked, enjoying the fact that Yao slipped back in his natural dialect. Tweaking it once more he moved his lips down to Yao's neck and sucked lightly, leaving light purple marks while his hand traveled farther south. He palmed Yao through his pants "A-AH! Y-YIWAN! Stop…please" Ivan growled again, "Nyet, I cannot stop, I love you Yao. Even though I've only know you for two days, I love you so, so much." His voice was husky, laced with lust, and if you listened hard enough, love, unrequited love that he was longing for Yao to return. Breaking away from the passionate kiss, Ivan slipped off his shirt and started to unbutton Yao's red mandarin shirt. After pulling the cloth from Yao's torso Ivan grabbed Yao's hand and brought it to the middle of his chest. "Jao, this beats for you, and only you." And he went back down for another kiss, this one was slow and passionate, showing Yao all of his feelings without any unnecessary words.

Yao's eyes shot open when he heard Ivan's words, and leaned even more into the slow, loving kiss. He brought his hands up to Ivan's head to wind themselves into his pale blonde hair. Feeling his pants being tugged on Yao shimmied out of the black capris and started to pull on Ivan's pants, trying to unbuckle the dark brown belt sitting dangerously low on his hips, not even serving its purpose. After Ivan slipped out of his pants Yao looked down from embarrassment and he caught a glimpse of Ivan's clothed length. There was only one word to describe it, huge, even when it was covered with boxers it was a mammoth compared to Yao's. "Jao- Jao is cute da~" Looking up to Ivan he saw him staring down at his body and Yao got even redder and tried to cover himself but Ivan pulled his hands away from his most private areas, "There is no need to hide my Jao, you are beautiful." The Asian looked away, no one's ever called him that before, but his thoughts were drawn back to the problem resting on his upper thigh."Y-Yiwan…your…i…h-how…how will it fit?" By the end of the sentence Yao's voice was barely a nervous whisper. "I will prepare you if you want." The Asian lightly smacked his arm, even though he's never been with a boy or even been interested in being with one, he still knew how it worked. "Y-you idiot, aru, of course I want you to prepare me." Shifting his eyes away Yao couldn't believe he just said that.

Putting the lotion on his fingers, Ivan kissed down Yao's chest and pulled his underwear down slowly with his teeth. Making Yao moan from the friction caused by the fabric rubbing against his half hard length. Putting Yao in his mouth he teased the slit with his tongue, slipping In and out and sucking on the slowly reddening head. Hearing a drawn out moan from Yao he continued going farther and farther down, until he was deep throating Yao. Ivan's hands rested on Yao's hips feeling the slightly protruding hip bones and the indents on the small of his back, after a few more moments of pleasuring his love, Yao was thrusting quickly in Ivan's mouth."Y-Yiwan! I-I'm about t-to c- Y-YIWAN!" Only two seconds later Yao came in his mouth, after swallowing it all he pulled away and lightly pressed his lips to his Asian lovers. Pressing one lubed up finger to Yao's virgin hole, he looked up for the o.k. to continue.

Yao looked down as he felt something probe him and nodded, sucking in a deep breathe. As soon as he felt it slip inside, he squirmed, it was uncomfortable but not painful. He felt Ivan curl his fingers and stroke his walls; he felt another finger wiggle inside and groaned in pain. Ivan had large fingers, and Yao was already feeling full, he was scared to think about how painful it would be when Ivan entered. "Shh, relax little sunflower, it will feel good soon." Yao felt hot breath ghost his ear before teeth began to nibble on the shell. He felt Ivan curl his fingers and rub his velvety walls, "A-AH! Y-YIWAN!" Yao's vision went white and he saw stars. "Yes, my Jao-Jao, what do you want?" He was panting now, and moaned wantonly thrusting back on Ivan's fingers. "Y-Yiwan, ngh, p-please, ah! Please, just do it!" Ivan chuckled darkly "Say it Jao, I want you to say it." Yao growled as Ivan took his fingers but was silenced as Ivan lined up with his loosened hole. "Do you want this Jao?" Yao sighed, mentally preparing himself for what was to come. "Yes, I want you Yiwan." With a groan Ivan thrust in, burying himself into the tight, wet heat that was Yao. The Asian lifted his legs to wrap around Ivan's hips and put his arms around his neck. There wasn't any pain for Yao, maybe a little discomfort, but not pain. There was only pleasure and a hot pressure in his lower stomach. Thrusting once more Ivan pulled out and sat up, bringing Yao with him, and thrust back in all the way to the hilt. Yao saw stars again, he felt Ivan's head resting on the crook of his neck and he buried his face in the Russians platinum hair, moaning softly. Yao started to thrust back and a rhythm was set. He felt Ivan reach his hand down and enclose around his length, pumping quickly, getting covered in precum and cum left over from Yao's first orgasm. Moaning loudly Yao couldn't hold back anymore and soon he was a writhing, moaning mess on top of Ivan. Suddenly Ivan stopped thrusting and jacking Yao off and leaned back on his elbows. "R-ride me J-Jao." His voice was deep and husky, filled with lust, and Yao couldn't help but to give in to his demands. Sitting atop Ivan's lap Yao slowly brought his hips up then slammed them back down, hitting his prostrate head on. He threw his head back and closed his eyes, after another pace was set Yao forced his eyes open and the sight he was met with was so amazingly sexy and mouthwatering he couldn't help but stare. Ivan's head was thrown back, he was panting and his fingers were clutching the couch so hard his knuckles were white. "Y-Yiwan, I, ah, I'm about to, ngh, c-cum." Ivan opened his eyes and smirked slightly, he brought a hand up to grasp Yao's dick which made him tighten in response "S-shit, Jao, I'm g-going, to c-cum too." Yao clenched tighter at his words, relishing in the power he had over him. Ivan thrusted harder and buried himself deep in Yao, grunting Yao's name as he came. Yao groaned loudly as he came, clenching unbearably tight around Ivan. Ivan's arms collapsed under him and he lay back on the couch, he wrapped his arms around Yao's hips. Kissing him softly on the forehead Ivan sighed, "T-that was amazing Jao, best I have ever had." After a silence Ivan looked down and found Yao to be sleeping happily on his chest. " I did not know I was that good Yao." And with a chuckle he clutched Yao tighter and fell asleep to the sound of Yao's gentle breathing.

Curling the last piece of hair Elizaveta sighed nervously, she was going to do this, she just has to be brave. Tonight was the night she was going to ask Roderich out, now, she usually waited for the guy to ask her but considering how shy her crush could be she knew she shouldn't get her hopes up. Looking at herself in the mirror she smiled, 'There's no way he can turn me down now, right?' That's what she hoped for at least, she wanted to be with Roderich ever since 7th grade were they meet In the school cafeteria. They both had no one to sit with because they were both transfer students, so in the end a stupid albino German sauntered up to Roderich and asked him to sit at his table. This meant she had no one to sit with, but before going off with the strange albino, he asked if she could sit with them. While Gilbert wasn't to happy about it Elizaveta was ecstatic, and she learned about her brains decision of crushing on this new student. She sighed happily, thinking of that day, but cursed herself because of her shyness when it came to those subjects. Grabbing her keys she trotted down the stairs, and caught herself in the reflection of the windows, she wasn't wearing anything special, just dark blue skinny jeans, tan leather boots going up to her calf, and a loose fitting olive green tank top with a tan leather jacket. But this was her favorite outfit and always will be; she smiled and put on her motorcycle helmet then walked out the front lobby. Climbing onto her motorcycle she couldn't help but get a knot in her stomach, like something bad was about to happen. Putting her key in the ignition she heard a horrible screech behind her and three deafening gun shots, snapping her head to the left she saw a blue- gray Chevy truck speeding down the road and before she could do anything she was thrown from her bike. She felt the edges of her vision ebb into black and tried to see what was going on around her, all she could hear before giving into the darkness that clouded her mind was the voice of the only man she's ever loved, Roderich. "Somebody help! She's been shot!"

A/N: You guys, you guys seriously, seriously you guys ;_; I'm sorry , I love Elizaveta but I wanted tragedy, but that doesn't mean she won't live, she just might have difficulty living now. Forgive me for the sex scene but like I said above, its part of the plot. If you have any pointers please give them to me…please…like I'm on my knees right now begging you lol. Don't forget to review and I should have the next chapter out soon. C: