Pairing: Ivan Braginsky x Feliks Łukasiewicz (Russia x Poland)
Summary: A thirty day NSFW writing challenge.
Warnings: All chapters will contain sexual content. Human names used.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or any related ideas. This is all just for fun and entertainment here.
A/N: Thank you for reading, you guys! I know some of these end in a cliff hanger but to be perfectly frank I'd get a little bored writing a full sex scene over and over and over for this meme. BUT I'm working on updates for Mein Bruder, Imagine AND Attachment to Letting Go, so get ready!
There's a few spaces in the meme for your own input. I'm going to ask all of you. Is there anything in particular you'd like to see with these two? Please let me know!
"Why did you have to choose this movie?" Feliks whined under his breath as he leaned on Ivan, wrinkling his nose as the opening credits began to roll.
Ivan rolled his eyes at the Pole's distaste. "You told me we could see whatever I wanted and I want to see this." He nodded his head firmly, folding his arms over his chest. Sure, he could have picked a movie they both wanted to see. He could have picked something that wasn't a genre Feliks loathed … but the opportunity was too perfect.
"I hate romantic dramas." Feliks said again. There wasn't much use in complaining really. They were already here, they were already seated … He might as well tough it out but really …romance? Ivan had always surprised him with his fondness for those movies.
"So you've said fifteen times thus far today." Ivan deadpanned. He kept his eyes on the screen. "Now be quiet and just watch the movie. Try to enjoy yourself, alright?"
Slouching in his seat, Feliks quieted down. Next time it was his turn to pick he swore he'd pick something Ivan was bound to dislike. He shifted in his seat when the bigger man put an arm around him and allowed the other to pull him close. The movie was slow, it was boring, and he couldn't stand a single actor in it.
A half hour in, the urge to check his cell phone was far too overwhelming and so he took his phone from his pocket, though before he could see anything but the time, Ivan plucked the pink encased iPhone from his hands and placed it in his jacket pocket. He wordlessly shook his head and looked back at the screen.
Feliks gave a huff. There were still two entire hours left of the damn movie and now Ivan wouldn't even let him text Toris … Though in retrospect Toris probably would have scolded him for texting in a movie and wouldn't respond after. Grumbling to himself he laid his head on Ivan's shoulder and just relaxed. Maybe he could nap …
His hand rested on the other's thigh perhaps a bit too high and he felt Ivan stiffen momentarily. Well now that gave him an idea. He slipped the tips of his fingers up the length of Ivan's zipper and moved to tug it down.
"What are you doing?" Ivan hissed.
"Enjoying the movie." Feliks replied sweetly as he pulled the zipper down and undid the button.
Really Ivan should have stopped him. He should have said no and made him sit up and watch the damn movie … But this would no doubt silence Feliks, and it would benefit him too. He didn't have the willpower to stop him. That would be needed to keep himself silent. He gritted his teeth as he felt Feliks' hand slip into his pants, past the waistband of his boxers and he knew he was in for it.
This was fun, Feliks decided as he worked the other's pants down and open enough to do what he needed to do. This was almost like being in high school again, trying to find places to fool around where they wouldn't get caught. He grinned to himself, pleased with his efforts as he leaned down and switched from touching him with his hand to using his mouth instead.
The Russian sucked in a breath and darted his eyes around the room twice. Nobody was looking. There weren't many people in there anyway. He tried to focus on the movie before him but with that warm, wet mouth now on his erection it was hard to focus on anything but that.
Feliks shifted in his seat, half laying across his seat and the one on the other side of it as he leaned across Ivan's lap, rather enjoying himself at this point. To change things up he pulled off of him then, laving his tongue up and down the length of his erection instead. Ivan had to fight to keep still and quiet and Feliks was very much aware of this.
Had his mouth not been busy, he'd have smirked, definitely pleased with himself. Once more he took the other into his mouth with practiced ease and began to bob his head. Ivan slipped a hand into Feliks' hair and the Pole knew by the tension in the other's body just how close he was. He redoubled his efforts, pulling off when the Russian tugged his hair in warning. His hand slipped around Ivan's length again and he stroked him until he came, using some of the napkins to clean him up.
Satisfied with himself, Feliks settled in beside him, leaving Ivan to fix himself up. "Well, that was fun." He said into his ear.