Twists and Turns.
Style: School AU drabble | Pairing: RussiaxAmerica / AmericaxRussia | Warnings: Prostitution, drug mentions, alcohol and sex problems besides of language innuendos.
Summary: This is a continuation to How things turn.
Turns of life; the frustration of a blond american and the falling life of his friend. How a devoted friend tries to save another from himself with his friendship.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any of his characters. If I did I would do a very smutty cosplay scene of this pair for the fans~
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The underground world is strange.
There's so much on it that it makes the 'daylight' society look a shadow from the night.
It's troubling how many people are on the streets starving, selling, buying, killing or simply passing and evaluating what they want to choose. Ivan came to find that many of the 'big dogs' that control the community are deeply involved in someway on that world and keep their hands clean because there is always someone willing to earn a few more dollars for their dirty jobs. It was revolting but at the same time kept a balance and that made Ivan confused about his own opinion.
He kept fooling himself that it was nothing with him and he didn't need to care as days kept going and services started to come easily.
Ivan also started withdrawing people, simple underground people who he got the chance to meet on his way. The more interesting ones were on his new sketchbook in darkened shades and bitter-sweet faces.
Until now there's a mother that sells her body accepting all the requests for her 4 children who study on a good school not having idea of her 'job'. She is tired looking and bruised from old grease rough men but she keeps a kind look and a surreal hope that made Ivan cringe is nose and find it awfully naïve. There is an old man who comes to the brothel with frequency just to see and remember the old days, his raged face filled with nostalgia and tender love for all the ladies that he wants to give a few dollars even not using them. Then there is Francis.
Francis is a beautiful man but his eyes showed a dark shadow that Ivan had the urge to keep craved somewhere to see it again, a shade of loneliness, tiredness and longing hidden on charming smiles and perfected hair and skin. It made him wonder harder why he was there if he didn't wish it as he gives to think.
He also skipped a few lessons in tiredness. His detachment was good to keep his objective in check and all the other confusing emotions far away but physical reactions can't be avoided, his mouth was sore and flay on the sky as his throat was rather unpleasantly abused and his body was a bit sore from all the bottoming he did. He preferred not to think how his ass burned and ached too.
He spent most nights working, feeling rather repulsed and numb but making money that he knows it will take him to somewhere better. His sore mouth and ass sometimes made him too disgusted to even leave the brothel but he always found his will reminding himself for what he was 'working'. He also started making a plan to give money to his biggest sister without let her know more than needed but that will be hard. He was rather lost to be honest but avoid thinking much about it just trying to make his rather pessimistic mind to believe that he will have a nice decent job doing what he loves after this little rock on his shoe.
He gets a few clients.
Two women who love the exotic accent and the childish sweet face on a big man making him flush and rather awkwardly lead them to his room and some men.
Mostly men that he had to intimidate to earn good money and not do things that he really didn't wished, after all he has standards and refused a few kinks that made men go away and make him wonder if he will lose too much money but soon is forgot as he gives a simple blowjob for a decent price.
Yao was right, his face gave him money but he still saw nothing of worth it on it, too round and chubby, big nose and too pale was not his definition of 'cute' or even handsome. He pressed his lips in a sly smirk and carried on forgetting that trying to earn a few more bucks.
Then get's a weekly client.
He caresses his torso and kisses his neck biting it roughly as his hand rubs his groin making him hard against his will. He keeps it half up as Francis taught him or he will lose money though, the client feels accomplished and he grins knowing it was what he wanted.
The man is a big old man with dark eyes, white hair and long beard. Russian but broader and taller than Ivan. He doesn't scare Ivan but its imposing; even when he takes his pants showing his hardened flushed cock he looks important and intimidating but Ivan shrugs the feeling off and kneels lapping the hairy inner tights until his lips kiss a pulsing angry erection and he sucks it bobbing his head and making slurping sounds that make the man groan in ecstasy.
The man's voice is always hoarse when he talks and he can almost feel the need the man has for him, disgusting as their ritual. He always comes back for the same smelling like vodka. It's sickening how he resembles his father but he does his job not noticing his member falling limp and the client frowning.
He swallows harder the member ignoring the tickling on his nose from the pubes and the man pushes his head roughly away preventing an orgasm.
Ivan pants a bit and the man is gasping for air as Ivan simply lays on the bed on four showing his round ass while waiting for the man who comes after a few seconds of gazing the image in front of him.
The man likes it rough and Ivan is more that aware of it so he doesn't even flinch when his ass is slapped until it reaches a red vivid colour and the man opens his cheeks thrusting too quickly inside of him finally taking a sound from him. A pained groan that he disguises with a moan to keep him happy and the man starts moving slowly at first and fastening then.
This time he doesn't bother to touch Ivan, he simply shoves him to the pillow suffocating him and pounding merciless into his sore ass.
Ivan gaps and tries to breathe but the hand on his scalp only forces him down as his ass bobs up to meet the moving hips of his abuser. He could escape, he could roughly turn to his side or simple back making the man fall but he was paid and he will just take it and wait.
His breath his raged as he barely receives oxygen from the pillow making his vision cloudy and his senses blur then he feels the man stilling and spasming as a heavy grunt sounds on the room.
He's finally released and lays on his belly gasping for air as the man ruffles with his clothing and walks away with a kiss on his cheek.
He hopes he doesn't come back because he did everything wrong but he comes and this time he wants to dirty talk almost making Ivan lose his mind and punch him.
This time he wished the burning ache on his rear was not there reminding him how the man manhandled him and whispered dirty disgusting things on his mother language.
His language refuge was broken and the detachment started to fade as he started noticing his surroundings with a numb ass and clenched teeth.
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He keeps going to the college and the latest project is too close from 'home'.
A social related work that Ivan decides to go around and use elderly people as topic, a girl chose prostitution and Ivan almost chocked on his spit wondering if she will search for herself.
Night came and after a talk with one of the male prostitutes who came beaten and bruised from work he sighed and ran a hand through his hair approaching a silent young blond man. Yao will take care of that client himself but Ivan couldn't help feel bad for the older male.
The man looks at him and bites his lip playing with his fingers and Ivan wonders if he noticed the rather revealing crotch or if he was indeed too nervous but soon found it was both.
The man keeps his name and makes a request that no other had made to him yet, he requested Ivan to penetrate him, 'pop his cherry' as the man said and Ivan nodded not sure how much money he would get from that but the man assured him he would pay the same.
He never did something like that but here he has done many new things so he guesses it's not a bad thing after all.
Ivan leads the man to the bed and kisses his neck, collar and ears telling him to relax and trust him even when he was not sure if he could be trusted, he was rather large after all and was sure it would pain the man to have his first time with him.
He kept caressing him with firm, precise and soft pressing hands making the man gasp and flush prettily making Ivan realise the man has the most light brown eyes.
He sucked on his chest and nibbled on his nipples feeling the man buck and he palmed the clothed groin feeling the cock twitch excitedly.
For a moment he wondered why the man looked at him with such lust because he was simply a whore doing his job but as soon as he pushed his hand inside the pants and grabs the pulsing hot member he forgets it watching the man's face contorted in novelty pleasure.
When the clothes are thrown away he grabs the lube and looks up for confirmation seeing the hesitant man nod and ask him to be quick so he pours lube on his fingers and presses an overly lubed finger inside the man who gasped and clenched weakly around his finger. He pressed another inside and took it only to shove it inside again and felt the walls clenching around his two fingers that started prodding and scissoring seeing the erection falling. He started licking it and sucking on his side ignoring the leaking tip feeling the man asshole lose strength and allow him a third finger.
He kept fucking the man with his fingers until the sweated flushed man pleaded him to just fuck him and he prepared his cock pumping it to full attention, placing a condom and lubing it seeing the man licking his lips hungrily at the sight.
He gave a last tug on the man's cock and started pressing his cock on his tight hole slowly.
The man's face contorted in pain and his cock slowly started dying and Ivan feeling rather guilty took it slower and tugged it but the man's pain was not diminishing and he didn't have even the head of his cock inside him.
They spent a good while trying to go slow but only the head of his cock went inside before the man was in excruciating pain and give up feeling rather guilty and apologising to Ivan for his bad reaction and Ivan did almost the same feeling rather bad for the man. He really didn't want a bad first time for the man and was his fault…
Ivan proposed that the man fucked him and he accepted still feeling rather bad but the mood growing with emotion that was plain fake but inviting.
The man was very gentle and slow but passionate, much different from his usual clients making Ivan wonder why he was paying for sex.
On the end he made the man pay half of what was expected and the man kissed his cheek with kind light brown eyes making Ivan lower his head and sigh envying suck warmth and kindness.
''Think about the curse Ivan, this will worth it…'' he said aloud but sounded a bit empty and fake so he shut his mouth and received no other clients that night.
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It was a bad day.
He had a nasty client that wanted to do it without protection so badly that tried to molest Ivan and he ended punching him and getting yelled by Yao.
''Ayah! You are losing clients Ivan! You do not respond and hit them; that's not good for you or for me!''Yao yelled making a few girls and men snicker and snort and Francis drag him away with a small understanding smile.
He was not weak and didn't need Yao to discipline his clients. Besides he wanted to do as he wished but was prostitution forced you to many things and being submissive was one of them. He pretended but was never good receiving orders and wouldn't be with this that would 'tame' him.
Francis said for him to take the day off and he did just that.
He spent the beginning of the night doing his homework and a bit of the backgrounds Alfred requested. The blonde was still unsure about a few things on the script so he was waiting to know exactly what to do but he was still not sure how Alfred made him agree with that…
Later he went to Francis.
Francis had outside friends. Unfortunately he had a friend that knew Ivan and hates him, Gilbert.
No one knows what he does on that school but it seems he's after a musician named Roderich who gives him the cold shoulder and pretends he doesn't exists.
That day he was talking with Francis and Gilbert walked to them with a very amused smirk.
''Francis.'' He grinned and hugged the man before turning to Ivan who paled and stared at him swallowing dryly but kept the menacing smile urging the man to go away and keep shut. Of course he had no suck luck.
''Braginsky… so you are here to fuck or get fucked?'' he grinned and then looked him over.
Ivan was dressed with a blue robe that left little to imagination and Gilbert rose an eyebrow laughing.
''ksekseksekese. I can't believe it! You work here? Oh Gott! I have to tell this to someone!'' he laughed and Ivan walked to him glowing in rage and panic grabbing his collar.
''Tell this to anyone and you'll be dead.'' He warned and Francis separated them with a surprised look.
''You know each other?'' he asked Gilbert and he nodded saying no more.
Ivan simply glared at him secretly shivering inside in rage and fear.
''You can get to an agreement non?'' Francis proposed and Gilbert grinned.
''Of course!'' he roamed his eyes through the Russian who glared harder to him and Francis turned to Ivan.
''I know him; if he gets what he wants he won't tell a thing…. '' with that he walked away leaving them alone.
''So, what are you willing to give me to keep my silence whore?'' he laughed again and Ivan kept silent twitching his fingers wondering how much would he have to pay and run if he killed Gilbert there.
''I want a free weekly blowjob for my silence… what about that?'' Gilbert walked to him and he turned around with a deep clenched teeth ''Follow me.'' That made Gilbert grin harder.
That night he blew Gilbert, was forced to swallow his cum and even had to hear how everyone would love to hear about his current situation.
''If you tell anyone I'll make sure of killing you painfully!'' Ivan warned and the albino shivered before grinning.
''Sure, I won't say a word.'' He said walking away leaving a sleepless Russian gripping the pillow so hard that it ripped.
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Two days passed and not a word was heard.
Ivan was exhausted from working and not being able to sleep but the idiot kept his mouth shut which was everything he wanted.
He was almost going home when he heard his name being called making him stop.
Alfred ran to him with blue sparkling eyes and a dashing smile making him feel bad and dirtier somehow.
''Ivan dude I have the script!'' he grinned shoving to him a few papers and he looked them over. They were all confusing and badly written but Alfred seemed proud enough with them.
''I made this for you, it's what I need…'' he said giving him a much cleaner and legible page and he nodded reading it.
''Thanks dude… I suck at drawing,'' Alfred admitted rubbing his head and Ivan gave a soft smile.
''When do you want this?'' he asked and Alfred hummed.
''I have more or less a month before needing them, the rest won't be like this ya know so …. Take your time.'' He said looking over the few papers on his hand and Ivan nodded.
''So…, how are you doing?'' Alfred asked and Ivan swallowed heavily.
''Good enough and you?''
''Fine, Mattie is going to work soon and I have something in mind too cool uh? Oh yeah, and your job at the coffee? '' he asked curiously and Ivan almost felt vile coming to his mouth.
''Is being fine thank you, I have to go now.'' He said turning around but Alfred frowned and grabbed his arm.
''If something's wrong you can tell me you know?'' Alfred said looking down and Ivan retreated his eyes from him shaking his arm from his grasp.
''We are not friends Alfred.'' He said walking away.
He would not want to have any friend… he would be a bad one.
Alfred looked at him letting his arms fall.
''That idiot…'' he murmured frustrated and sighing before walking away as grinning albino looked from Ivan to Alfred and jumped to his side.
''What were you doing with Braginsky?'' Gilbert's voice appeared on Alfred's side making him stop.
He blinked and continued to walk as the man grinned to him with crimson like eyes shining.
''Talking about a few business, why? Thought you hated the guy.'' Alfred grins back fully knowing the albino hates the Russian guts since he hit him for having tried to grope his little sister.
''Oh, business uh? '' he said ignoring the last comment and Alfred nodded.
''Yeah, he's needing money and I'm paying him for a few things...'' he shrugged and Gilbert laughed loudly.
''You're an idiot, you could get it free!'' he continued to laugh and Alfred frowned.
''I want to help…'' he started but noticing how harder the other was laughing frowned. Was he missing something here?
''Yeah, yeah, good soul Al, I got one free and will get every week, oh boy he can use his mouth.'' He continued to grin cleaning a tear and Alfred gaped at him in surprise and confusion.
''He's making me some backgrounds, what are you talking about?'' he asked with blue eyes hardening in concern and the albino suddenly stopped grinning.
''Oh… I thought being all friendly friendly there you knew…'' he shrugged and Alfred closed the distance looking at the albino.
''What did you meant?'' he pressed and the albino gave a small grin.
''Your backgrounds boy gave me a great blowjob to keep silence so I won't tell.'' He grinned and Alfred grabbed his collar hissing to him. He didn't like being fooled, laughed at and that people hid things from him. Specially concerning his friends that are in need! To be the 'hero' he needs to know!
''Tell me!'' he said a bit disturbed at the mention of a 'blowjob to keep silence'.
''Fuck Jones… the guy is fucking on the other side on the city, he's a whore.'' He said shoving him aside and Alfred gaped at him.
''What the hell?'' he asked angrily and Gilbert grinned again rearranging his shirt.
'' That's why he is missing Jones. I was one of his clients; he's so good with his mouth-,'' he continued and Alfred punched him on the nose making him step back and grab it quickly as a line of red started flooding from the paining nose.
''Shit! I'm telling the truth, he's selling himself the bastard!'' his muffed voice said as he griped the nose and Alfred hissed to him ''Stop spreading lies you dick.'' Before walking away rather angered and confused.
It just can't be truth… he wouldn't, he's a nice guy too proud to go so low…
He still knows his friend right?
The next day Ivan missed their class.
Notes: Too soon uh? I was on the mood but I decided not to go further on the night thing because I don't know it very well...
Next chapter. Francis crush will appear, Alfred will do something harsh and Ivan will be his usual frustrating self.. oh well..
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