This is both a late smutty addition to Valentine's day, a birthday present to me (fist pumps) and a dedication to the fact I just figured out I work 69 hours a week. Theoretically, anyway; if you take the fact I work from 7-4, 5 days a week (45 hours) and then add 24 hours for duty days. I realize it's not a perfect formula since sometimes duty days are on a weekday and some days I get out at 4:30 (or later) and some days it's 3:00, but it works for weeks when my duty day is on a weekend so~

Here's Alfred's outfit: http:/lh3 dot ggpht dot com/ underscore oxvL1Eumc9k/S3iW70wnDTI/AAAAAAAACno/YytlHlLCu2Y/s1600-h/image%5B18%

Enjoy the smut and happy birthday to meeee~ ;D

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia

xXx

Ivan stepped into his house with the intent to either drink heavily and go to sleep (pass out) or find Alfred and fuck him until one of them (probably himself, being human and all) passed out from exhaustion. He hated this ridiculous Holiday; not only was it gaining popularity in his country, but the international clients he worked with (mainly the American's) would always manage to ask him about it.

The big Russian stopped dead when he entered his bedroom, a bottle of vodka in hand and his expression of deep annoyance and aggravation melting away. Even if it was obvious that the devil was being Valentine themed, with all the red and the ruffles, the sexual affect was as intended; Ivan could feel heat dump into his loins, his groin rapidly tightening beneath the many layers he wore.

Alfred was lying out across Ivan's bed in a pair of red panties, the material sheer enough that Ivan could see the shadows outlining his cock beneath, making his own twitch for some reason. Along the blond devil's torso was a sheer red top, a dip of white lace going down the middle and low-cut enough that he knew if Alfred had been female he would have been seeing a lot of breast. The top was held in place by clips which attached to the white stockings, holding the stockings up as well.

"Hey there, big guy." Alfred smirked triumphantly, sliding off of the bed and standing tall, a panty clad hip cocking in Ivan's direction. The small motion seemed to make the violet eyes darken and Alfred couldn't help but purr, his wings giving away his excitement in their agitated rustling while his tail curled in anticipation. "I wasn't sure if Russia celebrated Valentine's Day, but after stalking a citizen or two I was pretty sure they did, so I stole this from a lingerie shop. Do you like?"

The blond placed a hand on his cocked hip, allowing Ivan to notice the red mini-sleeve he wore on each wrist, laced with white with a bow at the top, a short distance above his wrist. Ivan could see the sheer red material covering Alfred's palm and he suddenly wanted to feel what that would feel like when the devil stroked him.

"Da, I like it." Ivan hurriedly began undoing his thick coat, taking it off and tossing it to the side before he went to work on the rest of his clothing. Alfred kept his blue eyes trained on every inch of skin exposed, licking his lips when the Russian finally dropped his pants and underwear to reveal the bobbing thickness of his arousal.

"Mm, you like it a lot, I see." Alfred sauntered forward and trailed his fingers across the length of it, intending to tease a little before dropping to his knees. He was stopped by a large hand clamping down on the back of his neck and hauling him in close, Ivan's lips catching his and keeping him there. The devil moaned happily into the fierce kiss, his hand closing around the thick girth of the Russian's cock and giving a firm tug, loving the way Ivan kissed him even harder for the effort.

The kiss continued for longer than Alfred thought possible for a human, hearing Ivan gasp for air once they separated. He licked his lips and stroked the big handful even more, nipping at Ivan's lower lip until the Russian gave him another kiss and dug his blunt nails in at the nape of the devil's neck. The desperation in the air was making Alfred's head feel foggy, the raw emotion and power making his stomach heat up and his tail nearly knot itself in excitement.

Ivan continued kissing, occasionally breaking away to suck and bite at Alfred's neck, his hips beginning to thrust forward and into the contact. He growled as his pleasure began to well up and buried his face in against Alfred's throat, sinking his teeth in deep when his body clamped up. His seed shot out and all over the red top, staining it thoroughly and irreparably as his pleasure pulsed strong and hot from Alfred's continued pumping.

"Heh, that was quick..." Alfred's voice was breathy, his hand reluctantly letting go of Ivan's slowly softening organ. His eyes widened when the human slid his hands down his body, stroking over the place where his wings met his body and then down lower, cupping his ass and squeezing for a moment. Then the large, surprisingly agile, fingers were plucking at the clips and suddenly the top was being ripped apart, literally torn from his body, only to be dropped onto the floor unceremoniously.

"Hey! I liked that!" Alfred whined. His eyes bugged out when Ivan's hands came up the front of his body, one hand halting at the pentagram situated above his stomach organ, higher and to the right of his belly-button. He swallowed nervously and tried edging away, only to slump forward into the Russian's arms when the fingers pressed, right along the edges of the pentagram and oh, fuck yes...

"I didn't like it." Ivan smirked, seeing that Alfred didn't even hear his response to the destruction of his clothing. He'd been meaning to play with this sensitive spot ever since he'd discovered it, but somehow Alfred always managed to distract him from doing so. Since the little devil was being so eager and he did look so sexy in those panties and stockings, he figured now would be a perfect chance to play.

Ivan stroked and tickled, rubbing at the tattoo like spot and watching the way Alfred trembled and shook, the devil's eyes tight shut and mouth opened wide as he panted desperately. The whip-thin tail slashed restlessly through the air, curling and knotting itself up in pleasure while the wings flexed wide and then fluttered, twitching in a way that produced little gusts of air that ruffled Ivan's silver hair.

"Nnngh~" Alfred rocked his hips, needing friction, and moaned in pure delight when Ivan's thigh was suddenly and conveniently placed right up against his panties. He bucked against the human's strong leg, stomach muscles clenching and trembling tight as a spring while the large fingers kept toying with his pentagram. His wings fluttered even harder, lifting himself up onto his toes as he arched, tail snapping straight and thighs tightening up around Ivan's leg as he came in his panties, hard. "Fffffuck, oh, yes..."

Alfred dropped back to the ground and leaned his weight against Ivan, wrapping his arms around the big man's neck while his wings draped down, too tired to curl them up properly. He nuzzled the human's neck and sighed happily, enjoying the rolling relaxation of after-glow.

"And you said I came fast." Ivan snorted, lifting up his little devil and carrying him to the bed. Alfred didn't seem to care where they went, just letting the human carry him around and smirking at him when they were both on the bed, Ivan naked and Alfred in his wet Valentine's panties and slightly slipping stockings.

"You did come fast, considering it was just a little kissing and a hand job." Alfred draped himself out over the bedding, splaying his wings and arms and legs as if he owned every inch of it. Ivan was left with the leftover space, precariously close to the edge.

"I didn't even touch you and you came. Quicker than me, I might add." Ivan smirked and reached over, gently poking the center of the pentagram. Alfred immediately arched up, gasping and slapping Ivan's wrist with his pointed tail-tip.

"That's because my mark is sensitive. It's what controls a devil's powers." Alfred admonished, flipping over onto his side so that his back was to Ivan and his pentagram safe. He looked over his shoulder at the human and stuck his tongue out at him, wings curling up and tail waving threateningly. "It's not polite to abuse it like you just did, even if it feels amazing!"

"Oh?" Ivan crept forward along the bed, sliding up behind the devil. He reached down with one hand and gripped the base of Alfred's tail, pumping it the way he would other parts of the blonds body. He leaned in and bit down on the top of one powerful, leathery wing, feeling the muscles contract beneath his teeth at the same time Alfred sucked in a breath and curled his spine, hips sliding back until his ass was nestled perfectly against Ivan's groin. "I'm sorry. Let me make it up to you."

"Y-you'd better!" Alfred squirmed as he spoke, wings stretching out as Ivan nibbled at them in a way that left him dizzy with lust. He pushed himself backwards even more, feeling the heat from Ivan's cock as it began to respond to him and loving the way the human stroked and squeezed his tail, occasionally scratching at the skin underneath and leaving him panting and spreading his legs for more. Oh, the human did know just how to get him going, didn't he? He knew there was a reason he'd made that contract...

Ivan let his hand abandon the tail, nipping the place where wing met body to placate the devil when he whined in disappointment, and slipped his hand lower. He pushed the panties aside and nudged his fingers in between Alfred's cheeks, finding the heat of his pucker and slipping one inside, dry. Sometimes the devil would suck his fingers before hand and very rarely he got to use lube, but most of the time the blond demanded to be stretched dry or semi-dry. The devil got off to the burning friction, apparently, but it certainly made preparation that much easier.

"Mmm, yeah, that's good...keep going..." Alfred panted softly, propping a leg up and hooking his arm around his knee, giving Ivan plenty of room to stretch him out. He moaned throatily when those clever lips found another tender spot along the crease where his wings jutted out, sucking before biting and driving him wild.

Ivan slid his fingers out after he'd finished stretching the blond. He kissed the spot between his wings, sucking a hickey onto the skin when Alfred shivered delightedly. Gently rolling the devil back onto his back, he made his way down, his intent being to further please the devil by giving him some attention with his mouth.

"Hold on." Alfred lifted himself up onto his elbows and reached down, grabbing onto Ivan by his hair and tugging, impatience making him too strong but Ivan didn't mind. He had a feeling he knew what the cock-slut wanted from him. "Lemme suck you, too."

Containing his expression to nothing but a sly smirk, feeling smug for having guessed right, Ivan allowed the devil to wriggle out from underneath him and push at his shoulders, demanding to be on top for this. Ivan didn't really care who was on top and gladly moved where Alfred wanted him, watching the devil climb on top and turn around, untucking himself from the red feminine underwear before scooting his hips back until the dripping, throbbing length of himself was pressing against Ivan's lips.

Ivan opened up just as Alfred took him in, groaning as the devil eagerly sucked him down to the root. There was no way he could match Alfred in his cock-sucking skills, not even if the devil let him live for over a hundred years to practice. The Russian resigned himself to the fact he would likely not be able to concentrate enough to get Alfred off, but at least he knew the devil loved dick enough to stay aroused just from having his erection deep down his throat.

Alfred hummed and bobbed his head, moving up and down the heavy length with eager slurping and sucking sounds. He could feel Ivan attempting to keep up with him and spread his legs, enjoying the pleasure of the human's mouth on him but more absorbed in the feel of the thick cock pushing deep into his throat.

Being as strong as he was, it was easy to overpower something and shove his cock in; what was rare was being in a situation where he could take a cock. In Hell it was always risky, you never knew if the creature fucking you was going to leave it at that or if they were going to try something sneaky. Maybe kill you, maybe steal some of your power, maybe eat a finger or two and run; all of which was annoying. Then there were the human's, most of which weren't too his liking. The female's that summoned him were all bitchy and weird and most of the males were nerdy and too weak to take care of their problems themselves.

Ivan, on the other hand...oh, Ivan.

The human was big. Bigger than Alfred and he was a decent height for human standards. His intellect was high, his body strong and broad and his personality sharp and harsh. Sure, he could be childish and sweet, but that was only to his sisters and only in private. When someone pissed him off, he was perfectly willing to cut them down with verbal words that stung enough to remind Alfred of his dear little bro on a tangent.

Speaking of his little bro he should probably tell him he was around. His angelic twin always got a little put out when he forgot to mention he was topside and they could actually interact. Woops.

"You are thinking too much." Ivan admonished, smacking a large palm down against Alfred's supple ass-cheek and chuckling when the devil keened happily and wiggled in arousal. He quirked a brow when Alfred lifted up off of him and turned around, hovering for a moment before settling down with his knees to either side of strong hips, ass pressed close to Ivan's saliva-slicked erection.

"Sorry, I was thinking about my baby bro." Alfred leaned forward, reaching down underneath himself and positioning the thick cock at his prepared opening, panties shoved out of the way again. He licked his lips and played with the tip, rolling his hips so he ground down against it but didn't let the thick length inside. "Let me make it up to you..."

"I didn't know you had a brother." Ivan had both brows raised, about to question the devil further (and why was he thinking about his brother while sucking cock?) but the blond chose that moment to sink down all the way to the hilt. He cursed in pleasure and thrust up, rocking the devils body with the power of it.

Alfred lidded his eyes and began to bounce in the big man's lap, thighs and stomach flexing while he rode him hard and fast, his body slamming down hard on Ivan's pelvic bones. The Russian didn't even flinch, just met him thrust for thrust, actually gripping his hips and pulling him down harder. The white stockings rolled themselves down his thighs from all the movements but neither cared, Alfred just tightening his inner muscles while Ivan rocked up deep inside, hitting the devil's sweet spot.

Ivan moved one hand in between Alfred's beautiful thighs and gripped, stroking quickly. He could feel his own pleasure rising and wanted to feel Alfred's body tense up in orgasm before he hit his peak. He knew the devil could hold off for a long time if he wanted, but the young looking creature was just as impatient as his apparent age would make you believe and most often would come before Ivan, if Ivan took the time to rile him up.

"Fuck, yes, Ivan, keep going..." Alfred whined and rolled his hips into the man's hand, cock dripping down onto the pale fingers as Ivan jerked him while fucking him so thoroughly. He bit his lip and clenched tightly, wings expanding to their full length while his tail whipped through the air, whistling from the speed of it. He slammed his hips down and came hard, arching his back and spurting heavily across Ivan's belly and chest, shuddering all throughout his body.

Ivan pumped the devil through the powerful orgasm, thrusting up into the suddenly tight passage until he hit his own peak. He came heavily and filled the blond up until his seed spilled out around his cock, the spell altering his body to increase the amount of cum he produced not having been fixed just yet. He was beginning to like its after affects, but he wasn't going to admit that to the cheeky devil.

"Ahh, this is why I love this holiday..." Alfred purred, pulling off of Ivan's softening cock and flying his way up to curl on the broad chest, heedless of the pooling cum or the white substance leaking out from his abused opening. He shivered and twitched happily when Ivan stroked one of his wings, stretching it out and petting the man's bicep in return.

"I thought this holiday was about love and devotion?" Ivan asked, chuckling at the way Alfred acted when his wings or tail was touched. Like a dog almost; he was just waiting for one of his legs to start rhythmically twitching along with his scratches, or something.

"Sure, on the outside. But everyone uses it as an excuse for kinky sex, too." Alfred yawned softly and settled himself, leaving Ivan no choice in the matter. He'd have to either go to sleep along with the devil, or stay awake and watch the young creature sleep on top of him.

Deciding on the latter, since he wasn't too sleepy right now, Ivan contented himself with gently running his fingers along Alfred's relaxed body. Such soft skin covering such a strong body. He smirked to himself, playing with the now limp tail.

If Valentine's Day was just an excuse for wild fucking, then maybe the youth of this generation was on to something.

xXx

I slept through my birthday, before anyone asks what I did. I have a three day weekend though so we'll see what I do to celebrate now that I'm awake :) I hope you all enjoyed this new installment, because I did 8D

Review if you liked or if you have any smutty ideas of your own ;D