A couple of days had passed and Ivan was on the job, donned in his normal blue collared-shirt. He really hated having to conform to the store's attire-taking out his facial piercings was a pain in the ass. Putting them back in wasn't any better. Regardless, he believed he pulled the normal look off pretty well. Nobody could really tell he was a goth when he didn't wear his makeup...except for maybe the tattoos that ran down his forearm. Details.

Ivan hadn't seen, heard from, or fucked Alfred since the night he got rejected by the drag queen. Which was fine, Ivan hadn't really been needing Alfred's assistance anyway. He was glad the boy was respecting his terms; he really had thought the boy would have bugged him by now. The kid was so clingy afterall. Well, Ivan was glad. He didn't like having Alfred hang off his shoulder all of the time anyway.

"Hey, Ivan!" Unfortunately for Ivan, Alfred was intending to ruin that streak. Alfred rolled up beside Ivan and held up two bags. "I came in for some music, and then I ran to McDonald's and figured I should come back and pay you a visit!" He'd snuck the McDonald's bag in through the plastic bag that held his new CDs. "When do you get off?"

Ivan sighed, staring back at the kid. "I thought we had an agreement that I'd be the one calling the shots here." He'd jynxed it. Goddammit. He leaned against the shelf, scrutinizing the bag. He wasn't a fan of McDonalds, nor did he really want to spend time with Alfred...but the kid had gone out of his way to buy him food. And the sex wasn't bad. With a groan, Ivan replied, "I get off in half an hour. Really, Alfred, you should tell me about these kinds of things. What if I had plans?"

"Then I would eat the food that I had bought for you." Alfred shrugged and lowered the bags. "Cool, should I just wait outside for you?" He wasn't worried about Ivan having other plans- he was confident in his ability to sway him. "I was just in the store, alright? I mean, I needed my CDs for the band to get a feel, and I saw you working by the movies. So I figured I'd grab us some grub. You're not that upset by it, are you?" Alfred flashed a winning smile, pearly white.

When he wasn't in his grunge outfitting, Alfred had a rather 'American Dream Boy' look to him. White teeth, blue eyes, blonde hair, a tie and a blazer- his Sunday best- and all while toting around hardcore grunge CDs.

"I'll let it slide this time." Ivan smiled tightly, turning back towards his work. He was supposed to be stocking the shelves. "You can wait outside or you can wait here. As long as you're not a distraction, I don't care." If it weren't for the fact that Alfred was going back on the rules Ivan had laid down, he'd probably enjoy the company. His job could be very mundane.

"I'll sit here, I don't mind waiting to eat." Alfred went ahead and just leaned against the shelf, even going so far as to sit on one of the displays available. "This is really boring," he said ten minutes in. Grease was starting to seep through the bag.

Ivan sighed, rolling his eyes. A typical teenage statement. Fishing through his khaki pants, the man pulled out a set of keys and tossed them to Alfred. "Here. You know what my car looks like. It should be near the front. Go sit in the car while I finish my work. You can turn on the AC and the radio if you like." It'd get Alfred out of his hair.

"Oh, cool!" Alfred made a noise of delight and snatched up the keys. He ran out the door to Ivan's car, where he promptly started to eat in the passenger seat, with the radio blasting a station that frequently played grunge. It didn't take much to keep him amused.

Snorting at Alfred's childish enthusiasm as he scurried, Ivan went back to work. Fifteen minutes later he got off, walking out the automatic door to see that his car was blasting music in the parking lot. Grumbling customers hurried towards the door, giving the car harsh glares. Ivan groaned as he trudged up towards his car, sliding inside as he immediately shut off the music. Giving Alfred a look, the man growled, "Could it kill you to listen to that garbage at a normal level? You're disturbing everyone." Ivan could admit to listening to some loud music when he was driving, but that was on the street.

"Yes." Alfred shrugged and held out the greasy bag of McDonald's. "Here's your food. Can I suck your dick while you drive?" The entire point of him coming to see Ivan. Maybe not the driving part, but the sucking dick part was all part of his enthusiasm of seeing the Russian.

"I forgot you were such a slut." Ivan remarked off-handedly, tossing the bag into the backseat. He didn't like eating as he drove. "Da, if you'd like to, go ahead. I won't stop you." He figured it'd be fun and interesting at least. And it'd keep the boy quiet and preoccupied.

Alfred didn't make a comment on that, even rather enjoying the dirty talk. He pulled Ivan's shaft out of his pants and stroked him, kissing the tip before completely engulfing him into his mouth. It wasn't hard, but he did have to get Ivan's hard on his own. "You're a lot smaller when you're not hard," he commented with a cheeky grin. True meaning of 'grower not a shower.'

"I'm sure you are too. That's the general anatomy of the human penis, Alfred." Ivan grunted, not liking the snotty remark. He gave Alfred's head a good shove at that, forcing more of his cock down the boy's throat. "Just shut up and suck me." He started the car, getting ready to leave he store. He didn't want any of his coworkers to spot him getting his dick sucked in the parking lot.

Alfred went back to sucking, stroking the Russian and nudging and massaging at every piercing. God did he love those fucking piercings. He couldn't wait until they were buried in his ass. He didn't even ask if Ivan could handle driving while getting a blowjob- that was the fun of road head. He just sucked and licked and gave pleasant little squeezes.

Ivan moaned as his cock was sucked, fisting Alfred's hair as they went along. He'd received road head before, it wasn't a big deal. Driving casually, Ivan tried to keep his focus on the road.

Alfred almost wanted Ivan to swerve. Or at least time his eyes off the road. He looked up with his bitt eyes, sucking sweetly and squeezing with both hands. He tugged at the barbels alone Ivan's frenum and massaged every single one. He wanted this to be one of the best blow jobs of Ivan's life.

Ivan gripped the steering wheel a little harder, groaning as the boy sucked harder. Damn, it was one hell of a blowjob. He swerved just a bit as he removed his hand from the wheel, massaging the boy's hair. "Yesss, that's it..."

"Mmmm…mm…" Alfred couldn't do much, he was mostly just trying not to slobber too much. He purred and kissed and sucked, pulling off and letting his tongue hang out. "Fuck, this is good." He didn't say anything else, pushing back down and kissing along the piercings, then sucking hard and sweet.

"Take in more you dirty whore" Ivan grunted, having a hard time keeping his focus. He was almost home, just a few more blocks. "Such a fucking slut...Ngh." He was fond of dirty talk.

"Mm, fuck…" Alfred gasped as he sucked harder, teeth scraping against Ivan's piercings. In a good way. He meant it in a good way, at least. He was just testing the waters, trying to see what got which reaction.

"Aw, shit, Alfred, fuck..." That one had hurt a little, but in a good way. Ivan pulled into the his parking space, groaning pleasantly. "Just a little more...god, you little bitch, look at what you're doing to me..." Ivan began to fuck Alfred's throat, thrusting his hips up into the boy's awaiting mouth.

Alfred grinned and squeezed the Russian a little tighter, laving the Prince Albert with the tip of his tongue. "Mmm, you love my mouth, hunh?" He couldn't help but feel so proud of himself.

"Oh yeah, I love your slutty mouth..Mmph..." Ivan moaned thrusting back up into Alfred's mouth. A few seconds later, he burst inside the boy's mouth, filling his oral cavern with his cum. He smiled, hoping the kid choked on his abundance of sperm.

Alfred didn't choke, but he did gag a little. But he swallowed it all with a smile on his face and came back up to kiss Ivan. Hah, bet he wasn't expecting that. He wished he would have saved it just to give Ivan a snowball.

Ivan didn't complain, kissing the boy back. He'd tasted his own stuff plenty of times before; it wasn't a big deal. That's just what tended to happen after he received oral sex. Pulling the boy into his lap, Ivan smirked, nipping at the boy's ear. He purred, "Hmm, that was good. Keep blowing me like that and I might have to keep you around." He chuckled, leaning back in his carseat. He gave Alfred a pat on the cheek.

"Good," Alfred purred right back as he pulled away. He grabbed the McDonald's from the back seat and tossed it at Ivan. "If you don't want it then at least carry it up for me to eat when we get to your place." He hopped out of the car, already halfway to the door of the building by the time Ivan had done up his pants.

Ivan grabbed the bag, huffing as he exited his car. They ascended the elevator shortly afterward, eventually making it up to Ivan's room. Once they'd entered the room, Ivan slammed it shut behind him, instantly pulling off his blue shirt. Not because he planned on getting straight to the sex, but because it was just damn uncomfortable. He rather enjoyed going shirtless around his place. It was at that point that Ivan considered whether or not he should dress in his goth attire.

Alfred couldn't help the grin as he saw Ivan and his shirtless glory. "You have some nice tats." Tattoos weren't necessarily his thing, but he could definitely see that Ivan looked amazing in them. He came closer and put his hands on Ivan's naked back, tracing the tattoos. "Maybe I should pull my tie around my eyes and you can fuck me rough. I could be your naughty church boy." He was most definitely not above such roleplays.

Ivan turned around when he heard the kid speak up, fingering the boy's tie. "Thank you. Da...I could make you my naughty little church boy. Tie you up to the headboard and make you beg for my giant cock." Ivan grinned, liking the sound of that. He gripped Alfred's tie, pulling it towards him. "I'll have you completely at my mercy..." He purred, licking Alfred's lips lightly and sensually.

An entire shudder left Alfred's body, racking him and making him tremble for a few moments. "Make me beg for nasty things in the name of God?" Alfred wasn't very religious of course, his brother just made him go for their mother- she wasn't overzealous, but she did like her boys to get up and go to church on Sundays. Like the good little boys she had raised. Alfred pulled the knot of his tie down. "I'm totally at your mercy."

Letting out a predatory growl, Ivan seized Alfred's lips at that point, ravaging his mouth in a fiesty, firm kiss. He was quick to rip that white, button-down shirt off of the boy's torso, tossing it onto the bed along with the silky tie. With that, Ivan began to lay bites down Alfred's neck, sucking and nipping at the smooth expansive of skin. He gripped the boy's waist, keeping him steady as he attacked his collar.

Alfred gasped and kissed back eagerly, hands threading through Ivan's hair and legs clamping up around his hips, practically forcing Ivan to grind up close and personal with him. "Oh, fuck me," he whispered, eyes half closed as he clutched at the Russian's hair as he ground up against him, hips bucking. "Gonna show me that big dick and make me beg for it?"

"You bet I am." Ivan purred, shoving Alfred against the mattress. He straddled the boy's chest, grabbing his discarded shirt from off the bed in order to tie Alfred to the headboard. He then shoved his clothed dick in Alfred's face, grinning as he muttered, "How about you pull it out for me, church boy? With your teeth."

Alfred gasped, heart beating a little faster. He nodded and shakily buried his face into Ivan's crotch, inhaling the scent. He bit the tip of the button and yanked it down, popping off easily. The zipper was cinched between his eye teeth and tugged down, his nose soon buried in Ivan's cock, only his boxers separating them. "Don't blame me if your dick gets zippered," he laughed as he nosed Ivan's cock through the slit in the boxers. He was about to add 'fag' onto the end of that, but then remembered he was supposed to be a 'good little church boy.'

Ivan grinned, seeing the boy's face so close to his dick. He decided to play with that. Gripping his cock, he rubbed it slowly against Alfred's cheek, sensually rubbing his shaft against Alfred's face. He then slowly dragged the tip of his cock down to Alfred's mouth, grinning as he murmured, "Is this what you want?"

Alfred gasped softly and opened his mouth with a nod. "Oh please," he begged as he clenched his fists against the headboard and the shirt holding him there. "Fuck my throat, please." He opened his mouth, wide, waiting for the Russian to do just as he begged him. He wanted it bad- more than he thought he would.

"Oh, I don't know if you deserve it..." Ivan was having fun with this. He loved how Alfred's breath ghosted across the head of his cock, the warmth causing shudders to wrack the man's body. "I think you can be a little more convincing..." He rubbed the tip of his cock against Alfred's lips, barely penetrating the boy's mouth just enough to touch his piercing to Alfred's tongue.

Alfred moaned as he tasted the metal on his sensitive organ. "Please," he whispered huskily as he stared right at the Russian's shaft, heavy and red before him. "Please, fuck me… I need it, I'm begging you." He opened his mouth wider, wanting it to be known that he wanted his throat fucked, and soon.

"Good boy." Ivan purred, running a hand through his blond locks before plunging into the boy's throat. Not even waiting for Alfred to adjust, he began to do just as he was asked. He pistoned his hips in and out of the blond's throat, holding onto Alfred's head to keep him steady. He literally wanted to fuck his brains out.

Alfred was visibly choking as Ivan shoved more than he could take down his throat. And he loved it. He gagged and managed to gurgle out a few groans behind the skullfucking, pushing his head out, as if asking for more. He wanted Ivan to know that he loved it, and that he didn't want it to stop until he had blown his load deep down his throat.

Although Ivan wanted it to be rough, he was careful not to catch any of his piercings on Alfred's throat. That could end terribly, moreso for Alfred. Grasping the boy's hair tight to keep him in place, Ivan thrust deep into the boy's mouth, loving the was his throat spasmed around his cock. The choked, gurgling sounds were simply music to Ivan's ears as he fucked the kid's throat roughly. Although Alfred seemed to be enjoying this, Ivan decided that it counted as a punishment for not holding up his side of the bargain.

"Mmph…" Alfred tugged at his restraints, as if trying to get free as Ivan fucked him thoroughly. His eyes rolled up back in his head as he gagged once more, tongue sliding over the frenum piercings every time Ivan thrust his cock down his throat. He wanted to give them all the best experience, both himself and Ivan.

"My dirty little church boy enjoys choking on his superior's cock, doesn't he?" Ivan growled, getting into the roleplay. "Such a little slut...swallowing my cock so willingly.." He groaned, thrusting harder as he felt close to orgasm. He debated whether he should cum in the boy's throat or all over his face. Either could be equally tantalizing.

"Who says-" Alfred managed to gasp in between thrusts, "-That you're my-" Gulp in a breath of air, "-Superior?" He grunted as his mouth was full of cock once more. He moaned around it, tongue digging into those beautiful piercings, one by one. He was getting a lot more in his mouth than he could have ever imagined.

"Asks the boy getting his throat dominated by my cock..." Ivan chuckled, though didn't let up with his thrusting. Pistoning his hips in and out of the boy's mouth, Ivan eventually came to orgasm, busting his load deep in Alfred's throat. He groaned and kept his cock there for a moment before pulling back, ruffling the boy's hair. "How'd you like that, church boy?"

Alfred kept his mouth open wide, grinning as he showed Ivan the beautiful prize he had been given. "Kiss me, faggot," he demanded, wanting to give the Russian a snowball. He wanted to share the semen, swap it between their tongues…

Ivan snorted but captured Alfred's lips in a firm kiss, not minding the semen-swapping. He twisted their tongues together, lapping up his own essence, moaning slightly into the kiss. He could admit it was rather erotic.

After the kiss, Alfred swallowed what was in his mouth, grinning to the Russian. "Will you untie me now?" He flexed his arms, and then curled his toes. "I want to feel your dick in my ass." He wished his hands were free so he could touch every single piercing and give it a nice rub.

"I don't know if I should." Ivan teased, running his fingers down Alfred's bare chest. "Maybe I should just keep you tied to the headboard and torture your sensitive spots..." He emphasize that by pinching the boy's nipples, rolling them around with his fingers. He then moved one of his hands down to Alfred's cock, tickling the shaft in an itching manner.

"Oh my god, if you do then I'm going to punch you in the dick," Alfred threatened as he twitched and yanked at the binds holding him down. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" he demanded angrily.

"You make all of these threats, yet you never go through with them. It's cute." Ivan smirked, leaning down to kiss and lick Alfred's flawless skin, leaving little red marks behind as he went. He took a bronze nipple into his mouth, giving it a suck and a nip before continuing downward, determined to taste every inch of Alfred's torso. He ran his tongue along the boy's abdominal muscles before dipping it into his navel, smirking as he murmured, "Speaking of piercings, a belly button piercing would look good on you as well."

"That's what trashy rich girls and hookers get," Alfred snorted as he pushed up against Ivan's teasing. Just because he hated the words didn't mean he hated the touch. "Mmm… Oh g-god, yes, come on, give me more, faggot." He spread his legs wider. "But- but turn me around, I want to do it doggy style."

"It looks cute on them as well." Ivan snorted, but retracted his touch. He released Alfred from his bindings so that he could turn around, sitting back as he waited for the boy to do so. "Come on, we don't have all day."

Alfred promptly rolled over onto his hands and knees, grinning over his shoulder as he spread his ass with one hand. "Gonna eat out my ass again?" He wanted to get right to the fucking, but if Ivan insisted...

"Nyet, not today. Maybe another time." Ivan grinned, reaching down to give the boy's cock a few strokes. "Hmm, somebody's aroused..." He didn't waste time in lubing up his own cock, positioning it at Alfred's entrance. "Do you need me to prepare you?"

"Just use lots of lube in and put it in," Alfred murmured as he pushed back on the cock teasing at his hole. "Next time it's gonna be you on your knees," he promised, gasping softly as he felt the very tip penetrate him. "Oh, come on..."

"That's not happening." Ivan mumbled before entering the boy at an excruciating pace. He watched as that hole greedily sucked in his cock, the pink ring of muscle extended around his girth.

"We'll see," Alfred vowed as he mewled and moaned, legs going weak. "P-please, please…" He glanced over his shoulder to look at the Russian as he felt every single piercing pop inside of him. "Oh shit, shit, shit..."

Ivan groaned as he cock was completely swallowed by Alfred's hole, his eyes fluttering shut as he basked in the warmth. He massaged the boy's perfect ass, enjoying the feeling of being balls-deep within the other. Eventually he began to move, slowly but surely.

"Oh fuck, Ivan, sh-shit, don't tease me you bitch!" Alfred couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the feeling that overtook him. "You need to- to fuck me harder, do it, I want to feel your Prince Albert fucking me so hard I pass out." He knew that probably meant tearing too, but he chose to leave that bit out.

Smacking Alfred's ass at that, Ivan gave him exactly what he wanted. His slow, steady movements turned into raucous fucking, his sturdy hips moving at a fast and powerful pace as he thrust into the boy whole-heartedly. He grasped Alfred's shoulders for leverage, vigorously pumping his cock in and out of the boy's hole.

Alfred was trembling with every touch and every thrust. "F-fuck, oh fuck, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Alfred cried out as he clutched at the sheets beneath him. He wanted to see Ivan, but he was also aroused by the inability to look at him. It was sexy and erotic. He wouldn't change this for the world. For tonight at least.

"You just love a cock in your ass, don't you?" Ivan grunted out the rhetorical question, not ceasing the fucking. He lifted his leg up in order to change the position slightly, giving him the ability to fuck Alfred faster and harder. He dragged his fingernails down the boy's perfect, caving back, leaving thin red lines across his skin. Smirking, he then rested his hands on the boy's hips, helping himself fuck the boy with more power.

Alfred couldn't help but cry and whimper with every single thrust, soon going limp on the bed, eyes rolling back in his head with only his ass in the air. He didn't have the strength to hold himself up, just enough to continue rocking back on those hard, perfect thrusts.

Ivan gripped Alfred's plush ass, fucking him to completion. He soon enough came in the boy's ass with a loud groan erupting from his diaphragm. Exhausted, he soon collapsed on the kid, completely worn out.

Alfred whined and shakily, stroked himself to completion, sighing as he sprayed his seed over the sheets beneath him. "Oh, baby," he whispered as he rolled over and cuddled into the Russian. "Sorry 'bout going back on my part of the agreement, I just wanted a good dick. And McDonald's. And my CDs."

"I don't care, I had a good time. Next time you want to do something, text or call me. I may or may not agree, but I'd rather have warning if you're going to barge in on me." Ivan grunted, curling up on his side.

"It was kind of a spur of the moment thing, but alright." Alfred draped himself over the Russian and curled up against his side. He grinned and closed his eyes. So far the best fuck he'd had with Ivan. Every time they were together it was better than the last.

Ivan sighed and curled his fingers into the boy's blond hair, stroking it softly. It felt nice and warm under his fingertips. Holding him close, the man pressed his lips to his forehead. "You staying the night?"

"Can I?" Alfred perked up as he heard the offer. Because no matter what Ivan said, that was definitely an offer. "Man, you're so good to me. Let's sleep all night and make pancakes in the morning." Oh shit he had school in the morning. Oh well, whatever. "Maybe I can skip tomorrow…"

Ivan snorted and flicked the kid's nose, "Nyet, you're going to school tomorrow. Don't wake me up in the morning, I don't like getting up early." He buried his head in his pillow, ready to nod off to sleep. "I wouldn't want to make gay-ass pancakes with you anyway."

"Hey, don't knock the pancakes. My bro makes them the fucking best, maybe I can teach you his perfection." Alfred stuck his tongue out and clutched to the Russian. "It's not even laaaaate. But we can still nap. But we should have sex again when we wake up."

"We're not making pancakes." Ivan was firm, burying his face in his pillow. "Let's nap. I'm too tired to function right now." He'd just experienced 3 orgasms, it was understandable.

"Fiiine." Alfred rolled his eyes and nuzzled up against the Russian, sighing softly. "Mmm…" He closed his eyes and squeezed the Russian tightly. Man, this was the life.