Chapter 4
"Now let me go change real quick" said Russia backing up from the door way. Alfred smirked and invited himself in the room and closing the door behind him and walking over to the bed to flop onto the clean, already made-up bed.
"You know, you could have just met me down stairs with the rest of the group..." Russia said going through his suitcase and pulling out a dark purple long sleeve. Alfred merely layed down on the bed watching the other as he began sliding off his scarf and pulling off his shirt. Alfred stared, marveling over the muscle tone on the Russians back. This wasn't new to him, not at all seeing as he has seen the other completely stripped down infront of him before. But its been a while…a long while Alfred thought then shook his head regaining composure to reply to Russia.
"Well I did say I wanted you to come with me so in other words I'm treating you, I'd be a terrible person if i leave my guest behind right?"
Russia hummed sounding hazy "I suppose so…". Alfred sat up and cocked his head to the side "did you want me to leave?". Russia turned, putting on the purple shirt replying quickly "No, its just been a long time since we've been able to sit in a room without getting at each other's throats, it's a change" Alfred studied him a moment as he averted his attention to changing, swapping his pair of pants with a different. "It's a good change though right man?" he said with a hint of hope. He didn't want to mingle in the past, it's always better to keep moving forward he thought remembering something like that being said in a Disney movie.
Russia chuckled and buttoned his pants before walking over to the bed looking down at Alfred "of course it's good change, why wouldn't it?". Alfred looked down in thought then shrugged and looked back up at Ivan.
"You ready to go Alik?" Ivan asked holding out his hand to help Alfred up. Alfred flushed at the pet name Ivan had gave him decades ago being used again. He smirked and took his hand to help him up "you bet I am! Partying is my forte! Mattie and I can break it down! Hell maybe I can get you up and dance!"
Ivan smiled and shook his head opening the door to let the suddenly exuberant man out the door adding "I highly doubt that you know", Alfred shrugged "hey! I can have dreams!" The elevator door opened allowing them to step in.
Everyone turned to the ding of the elevator seeing the two step out casually. "Well it's about time you're here you bloody wanker, your 10 minutes past the time we are to meet here" scolded England walking up to America. Alfred smiled "nah surely it hasn't been that long! But if you keep talking instead of heading out the doors like everyone else I'm sure that time will come around!". That comment Alfred got a good smack on the back of his head. England leaned in closer to Alfred so he was out of earshot from Russia who was on Alfred's other side as they were pushing out the doors and into the streets.
"do you know why that doughface is coming along this time?" England whispered. Alfred smiled and looked at England "oh you mean Ivan? Yeah I invited him to come! No biggie, just suggested and he agreed!". Ivan looked at Alfred and held in the impulse to laugh at Alfreds bullshit. You wish it was just a suggestion Ivan thought as he said playfully "anything but a suggestion Alfred…" Alfred flushed and England stared at Ivan hard for a moment "right…well I uh I really don't want to know now I think I ought to go keep that bloody frog and his pals out of trouble, leading the way".
Ivan sighed "he's still not fond of me hm?" Alfred shrugged "eh I think hes still a bit over protective of his former colony, im sure your laced into it but he'll get over himself man". Alfred shivered at the slight breeze that rolled past. He forgot completely autumn nights were always topsy-turvey, even in Vegas where you would think all the neon lights on would heat up the entire city. He knew ivan probably wasn't even affected by the chill hell hes only wearing a long sleeve and scarf OF course it doesn't bother him!. He shivered again and looped an arm around Ivans arm pressing closer to him. Ivan looked down questioning "I thought even you would know your own weather and its habits, or is it just a way to get closer to me?". Alfred sputtered and glared up at him "what? No dude its freezing! Autumn can be unpredictable sometimes, its like like when springs about to hit! One day its sunny then next its shitsville".
Ivan chuckled "that's what the weather channel is for, or do you not know what that is considering it doesn't consist of your American cartoons." Alfred scoffed "I know what the weather channel is but only old people watch that kind of stuff!"
"so your calling me old then?"
"n-no! Ivan quit twisting my words you jerk!"
"im only stating what you said Alfred"
"in the wrong sense! You know what I meant dude" Alfred lightly punched Ivans arm with his other hand and huffed. Ivan chuckled, amused by just how easy it is to get Alfred so flustered.
Finally they met their destination as they stepped into the night club. Bright strobe lights of various colors flickered everywhere while light shows flickered and swerved to the rifts of the music.
"Come on everyone race you to the dance floor!" announced France as he pulled Spain and Italy out to the dance floor. Prussia and Germany strode over and planted themselves at the bar. Everyone else dissipated minutes later, Russia headed over to the bar still wondering why exactly did he choose to be dragged into this. Sitting himself down on a bright neon pink stool, he ordered himself Vodka. Even though it was nowhere near as strong and good as the liquor in his country he would have to live and hope it'll at least set him off in a buzz. After about an hour of drinking and viewing the light shows and questioning some of the outfit's people were wearing at this place did Russia spot America.
He was in the middle of the dance floor twirling and dropping to the floor alongside his twin brother. Russia found it to be rather memorizing. Alfred swung his hips down to the melody of the music, then as the beat dropped both twins dipped down to the ground and prowled back up like a cat.
"Entertaining isn't hm?" said a voice, breaking Russias current thoughts. Russia hummed and shrugged, staring at france as he finished his Vodka waving for another. France signaled two noting "get me the special, actually 2 please" the bartender nodded and headed off. France smiled at Russia "don't worry youll like it my friend, maybe not the fruitiness in the beginning but trust me, its as strong as your precious Russian Vodka in the end". Russia quirked an eyebrow "is that so? ill judge that" France stretched "trust me my friend I know, also don't think I wasn't watching you ogle over young America dropping it to the floor, him and his brother are quite show stoppers I must say". Russia rolled his eyes wanting to sock that smirk off his perverse face.
"I was merely admiring" Russia said staring at the shot handed to him. It was green and smelled of apple. He stared at France and said warily "your saying this is as strong as vodka?". France nodded "looks can be deceiving". At the count of 3 both downed it together tasting the sweet candy apple taste, hitting their throats it turned into a sudden burning sensation as if their throats had been caught on fire. The liquid acted similar to rum if anything. France coughed lightly and piped out "more". Russia nodded "da, why not?"
4 shots later everyone started looking a lot nicer than before. France and Russia giggled over the silly stories France told as they watched the dance floor. Russia noticed America walking up to them, stumbling a little on the way.
"iivvann dude, your supposed to be with me remember? I uh I cant…cant let you leave mah sight"
Russia chuckled at the hot mess in front of him and said in a sing song tone "I believe it was you who left me hm?" America smirked, all thought being drowned out by the music and alcohol in his system " ah shoot man well, I want you to dance with me now!" Russia burst out laughing "I uh wow Amerika I don't think so, not exactly my forte". France chuckled "aw come one just imagine what he was doing earlier mon cheri but instead right up on you, I know you like the sound of that!" Russia flushed slightly and rolled his eyes staring at the deep blue orbs staring in front of him. They turned into a seductive look as Alfred slowly began new tactics as he whimpered "please vanya?" Russia rubbed his face not believing what was going to slide out of his mouth. "alright alright"
France grinned as he watched his plan unfold in front of him. Alfred giggled and clapped his hands excitedly "dude awesome yes!" Russia stood up and before Alfred dragged him out to the dance floor France sat up straighter in his seat and leaned to whispering into Russias ear "be sure to break the red bracelet by the end of the night, trust me"
Before Russia could ask him why, Alfred had already dragged him half way to the dance floor. All strobe lights went out, only bright neon lights swirling and turning in the darkness as the next song started up.
Once they made it to where America wanted them, he twirled america around before guiding him to back up against his body. America purred at the contact, resting his head back on the Russians shoulder. America moved his hips swiftly to the beats of the music as he reached his hands up running them through his hair as he lightly bounced to the rhythm, feeling the music through his body as the bass pulsed the floor.
Russia watched the man against him in amazement, he was more entrancing and beautiful up close as he swayed. He wrapped his arms around Alfreds waist resting them on his hips as he moved to the bass of the music as well. Alfred smiled and moved his hands placing them ontop of Ivans. As the beat began to steadily pick up speed Alfred pressured his hands, first pushing down the right hand lightly then the left. As he did so he slowly started to inch downward. Getting the idea Ivan began doing as Alfred had did with his hands to the increasing beats to the music as Alfred dipped lower. Grazing his hands against Alfreds sides as he moved down. He was a bit thankful in this kind of dancing style it was the more feminine dancer being the dominate role, guiding the other to the flow of the moments. He for sure wouldn't know what to do otherwise. Just as Alfred went down as far as he could, hitting the floor just as the bass dropped. The Strobes came to life, just as it did everyone had flowed the same movement similar to Alfreds as if everyone planned his, perfecting the timing.
The music started winding back up fast, as it did Alfred went with it, stretching his legs back out, stepping in place to the pace of the beats as he kept his upper half leaned over. Russia rested his hands on Alfreds lower back than slowly to the speed of the music stretch out to his shoulder blades; leaning over him, as he wrapped them around Alfred, grasping his chest and pulling him back up and against his back. Alfred enjoyed at just how quickly the Russian was getting the hang of club dancing. It was different than classic ball dancing for sure, but it only made Alfred more excited than he should be.
Alfred stalked forward a little before sleazily backing back up against Ivan. To the rhythm he started grinding up against the Russian. Russia flushed by the sudden movements but went along with Alfred, wrapping his arms back around him, hooking his fingers into the front pockets of the americans jeans. Alfred leaned his head back on Ivans shoulder again panting lightly. Ivan bent his head down treading light, teasing kisses on Alfreds neck receiving a small giggle and more rubbing against his pelvic area from the American.
Ivan slowly inched his right leg in between Alfreds legs as Alfed himself began sliding against his thigh as he did so. His panting started to increase, enjoying the friction he created rubbing against the muscular thigh between his legs. Once the music started picking up pace did Alfred change his position. He bent his legs slightly shimming and rotating his legs back in forth before jumping straight up and turned to face Ivan. He bit his bottom lip playfully as he wrapped his arms around Ivans neck, swaying hips to the music. He stared at the gleaming purple eyes staring at him as if he were prey. He smiled at the thought then as the chorus of the song replayed again; Alfred dipped down, hands trailing down Ivans body as his butt hit the floor again. He was crouching now, his feet moving his knees and legs from left to right to the drum beats.
Ivan tensed at the sudden movements. At this moment he was more than happy to shove Alfred onto the nearest table and fuck his brains out, but he had much more self-control than that. Still it was lightly flickering in his head all the same.
Alfred slid his hands around Ivans thighs, feeling every muscle within them as his thumbs the traced the inside of his thighs teasingly. Scaling up to the sudden sensational heat in between the others legs. Alfred flicked his eyes up to look at ivan before looking back down and mouthing the words of the song seductively, then swerving back up, hips moving in a circular manner till he was back looking at ivan face to face. He smiled at the Russians face that was tinting red. Russia smirked and wrapped his hand around Americas lower back and into his butt pocket, massaging the flesh underneath. This caused Alfred to gasp slightly as he began grinding his Pelvic into Ivans, panting as he did so. Ivan growled lowly then noticed the red bracelet around Alfreds wrists as he raised his arm up. Ivan remembered the tip France gave him then lifting his hand up, he grabbed the bracelet and snapped it.
Alfred studied it a moment then smiled and grabbed a hold of Ivans shirt guiding them out of the dance floor. He steered him at the closest empty table and backed Ivan up to sit on the stool at the end of the table. Ivan watched Alfred, seeing what he was up to while figuring out what the red bracelet meant. Alfred whipped his leg over Ivans so he was straddling him. Ooohhh….thought Ivan, finally realizing the bands meaning. Alfred giggled wrapping his arms around his neck and tangling his hands in Ivans hair.
"you enjoying yourself Russki?" Alfred said staring at Ivan teasingly. Ivan smiled "well da, this is better of a time than I thought I would have". Alfred leaned down, his breath grazing against russias ear as he grinded inwards to the new music track starting up. Ivan shivered, feeling the pleasure run through his body. He turned his head slightly to look at America smirking playfully "I have one question though…". Alfred looked at him curious "yeah dude what is it?"
"Am I allowed to touch?"
"only if ya wanna Ivan" Alfred replied winking then dipping his head down to trail kisses down his neck that was exposed. Ivan slid his hands under Alfreds shirt, rubbing his lower back. Alfred dipped his back lower to the touches grinding against Ivans pelvic bone harder causing a low growl to tumble from his mouth. Alfred nuzzled under Ivans scarf nipping playfully at the scar tissue underneath. Russia shuddered at the rippling wave shocking through his body.
"Oui! Give him a show!" called out France as he strode by a proud smile on his face. America lifted his head and stood smiling at France. If it's a show you want..at that thought Alfred swung his legs over, this time sitting on Russia, back to him. France stopped and watched a moment. Alfred moved his hips to the rhythm, moving them round and round. Russia stared enticed at the site before him watching the man above him ripple his body to the beat vibrating the floor boards. Alfred locked his upper body downwards, bending himself low showing just how flexible he was. Ivan reached his hand up scaling up alfreds back. Alfred dipped himself lower to the touch then pressing against it like a cat winking at France. Usually if Alfred ever saw France and was sober, he would have turned into a flustered mess, but since alcohol is everyone's friend it turned every thought fuzzy allowing kinder things to happen…at least for Alfred. France chuckled and shook his head and strode off into the crowd.
Alfred watched then suddenly felt like he was being pulled back, realizing Ivan had both hands on his hips pulling him. Alfred smirked and backed himself against Ivans chest before slinking down into his lap popping slightly still keeping to the fact that this is a lap dance. He rested his head on ivans shoulder while arching his back, grinding down Ivan's body in slow hip twirls. Ivan laid his hands over Alfred's, lacing their fingers together pulling Alfred's arms up, guiding the other to move back upwards. Alfred followed grinding back up creating deeper and slower friction as the back of him grinded and grazed along Ivans stomach and chest. As Alfred came back up to Ivans shoulder he began treading sloppy licks and kisses along his jawline, arching his back more rubbing against Ivan sleazily.
Ivan noticed Alfreds movements becoming slower, realizing Alfreds only consumed Alcohol since he got here but that was hours ago. Ivan slowed his pace as well releasing Alfreds hands as he slid his hands down Alfeds sides and chest. Alfred arched up in response panting has he felt Ivans hand go farther down and diving to the inside of his thighs. Curious as to see exactly how flexible Alfred was; Ivan kneaded his inner thighs causing them to open up easily. He kneaded higher up spreading his legs farther until Alfred bit his lip and let out a small moan, alerting that was his end point. Ivan was impressed considering how unhealthy Alfred seems to be most the time.
Ivan smirked and praised the other with a kiss on the temple before murmuring to Alfred "come on comrade lets head to bed, your exhausted" Alfred stared at him, eyes half lidded "n-no im fine…im fine" Alfred slurred. Ivan shook his head and scooped up Alfred in his lap before standing up, carrying him bridal style.
Alfred gave a few verbal protests but as he realized Ivan was choosing not to hear any of if he curled into the Russians chest and rested his eyes. Russia headed out the clubs doors and out back to the hotel room. Alfred shivered against the Russian as they stepped outside into the chilly night.
Russia kissed Alfred's temple saying quietly "only a couple blocks and we'll get you to bed".
Alfred nodded, his face buried under Ivan's scarf and said in a slurred tone "i-I forgot my hotel key in my room man" Ivan sighed "how come?". Alfred chuckled softly "I was in a rush to getting to your place to ask you out of course". Russia smirked and walked through the hotel doors, shrugging away the questionable looks the staff gave him as he walked in.
He walked into the elevator and hit the button. "well im glad you did Alik, I had a nice time" Ivan answered to Alfred's last comment. Alfred smirked to himself in response. The elevator door dinged and they headed to Ivan's room.
"so, what shall I do with you hm? Considering you're locked out of your own room"
Alfred mumbled "then I'll sleep with you". Ivan chuckled "and what makes you think that Любовь?"
Alfred decided to look up at him, eyes still half lidded staring hazily at Ivan "because you wouldn't leave me in the hall all vulnerable, all alone". Alfred rested his head on Ivan's shoulder sleepily pecking kisses on the upper part of his neck. Ivan rolled his eyes walking up to his hotel room and shifting Alfred into one hand quickly to pull out his key and open the door. He walked over to the bed leaning down to gently to set down America who cuddled into the blankets, missing the warmth he generated in Ivan's chest. Ivan gazed at him a moment, taking in the innocent and soft face nestled into the pillows. He stripped himself of his shirt, dropping it in the suitcase and heading off to the bathroom pausing "you really should bathe Alfred; you're all gross and sweaty". Alfred huffed into the pillow and said tiredly "then let me be sweaty, any other night you wouldn't have minded that bit"
Ivan stood there rather dumbfounded at that comment but blinked a few times and headed into the shower with no further comment. Stepping back out of the shower wearing only boxers, he stared at Alfred tiredly. Alfred managed to take his glasses off, chuck off his shirt, pants and socks and bury himself under the sheets but was too tired to simply rinse off.
He crawled into bed, sinking into the mattress tiredly remembering he really should at least drink a bottle of water to ease the incoming headache the next morning. But his muscles didn't budge, instead just watching the back in front of him tiredly. Alfred shifted and flipped, staring at Ivan "hay". Ivan smirked and moved a strand of hair in Alfred's face replying to him quietly "hey". Alfred smiled and leaned in saying in a murmur "sorry I couldn't finish what I owed you…" Ivan smiled "its fine, you were still great so don't let it trouble you alright?" Alfred nodded slowly yawning "I'll make it up to you man and figure something out".
He leaned in and pecked Ivan's lips, lingering there a moment before muttering "I love you". Those words tore at Ivan as he looked at the other. He knew in the morning Alfred himself wouldn't recollect this night for the most part, including what he was saying was only due to the influence of the alcohol. Ivan gave him a sad smirk and kissed him in response. "Get some sleep Alik, we have a long day tomorrow" he breathed concealing any surreal emotions. Alfred nodded and shifted closer huddling himself into Ivan, closing his eyes. Ivan sputtered a moment caught off guard but realizing again Alfred wasn't going to end up remembering this he wrapped his arms around him.
Taking in his scent again felt bitter sweet. He knew he shouldn't allow it but Alfred was making it hard not to. He pondered on those emptying thoughts as he drifted into sleep.
OKAY! while reading the dance scene i wanna know the SONG that was running through your heads! im really curious! Mine was "Bumpy Ride" by: mohombi lmao
yeah ahhhh ruined a perfectly hot night with sappy love sick depression, damn Ivans in a "look but can not touch" "want but can't have" kinda situation =( poor Baby, those Bands will help you Ivan!=)
and yes im a supporter of France & Russia being at least friends
Любовь= Love
Red=lap dance
Sorry this chappy got a bit serious and touchy in moments, will make it up to you lol
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