Ah, I hope you all enjoyed the foreshadowing in the last chapter and now for the next chapter. There is smut in this chapter because I know my fans would be disappointed if they had to wait more than one chapter for smut.
Warnings: Language, lemons, smut, maybe some angst etc.
It is February 15th, 1988 when Ivan finally gets to see his dear Lithuania again. The war has definitely left an impact on him physically and mentally, he has many more scars than he did prior to this conflict. Unlike his scars from the 40s, these one's are still fresh. Not to mention the impact that war left on his particularity delicate psyche.
She is at home and has not received the news that the troops are home. So when the door opens and a familiar 'clacking' of boots comes, she is shocked. Lithuania turns around and comes face to face with her Russian lover now with bags under his eyes, a slight stubble, his normally childishly bright violet eyes a dull purple.
"I-Ivan? …Oh Ivan!"
She wraps her arms around him and hugs him. Her face is pressed up against the dirty, rough, sand-colored fabric of his uniform. She missed the feeling of being with him and he missed her. They remain like this for a few moments, wrapped up in they joy of being reunited with each other.
"Литва… Мой милый Литвы… (Lithuania… My sweet little Lithuania…)"
He pulls back from the hug and looks her in her gentle green orbs. Then he smiles faintly and says;
"I missed you… so, so much."
"I missed you too Иван (Ivan)."
And with that, she stands on her tiptoes and presses her soft lips to his dry and chapped ones. Ivan closes his eyes and she wraps both of her arms around his neck and he picks her up bridal style with one hand at the bend in her knees while the other is supporting her back. She stifles a squeak as he does this and blushes a bit. He breaks the kiss and walks with her in his arms up to a his bedroom. She presses her head to his chest and listens to the beat of his heart quickening with every second. When they get to his bedroom, he sets her down gently on the bed and crawls on top of her and resumes kissing her swollen lips. She breaks the kiss and gazes up into his eyes. He kisses her cheek then whispers in his real voice;
"Я люблю тебя… (I love you…)"
She smiles and kisses him again with her lips slightly parted allowing him to push his tongue past her pink-tinged lips and freely explore her hot, moist mouth. She moans slightly and guides his calloused hands to the buttons on her shirt silently pleading with him to remove that piece of clothing.
He complies and slowly slips the buttons on her shirt off while continuing to kiss her. After her shirt is unbuttoned she hastily shrugs it off of her shoulders. Ivan immediately connects his lips to her throat and kisses lower and lower until they find their rightful place, kissing her breasts with a tenderness that makes Liudvika's face turn red. She sits up just enough so that she can reach back and unclasp her bra and toss it to the side. He glides his tongue across her erect nipple making her toes curl and a moan forces its way out of her lips. It has been so long since she has been touched, not since he left has she slept with anyone, because of this, she arches her back into his touch. He flicks and circles his tongue teasingly across her nipple and reaches his other hand and toys with her other breast using his hand. Soft moans continue to come out of her mouth and she tugs his faded pink scarf off, even in the hot desert he still wore this scarf because it made him feel at home.
Ivan missed this feeling of being so exposed without his scarf, he stops the ministrations to her breasts and removes his shirt from his chest. She looks up at him then wraps her arms around his neck and kisses the exposed flesh of his nape. She plants small, butterfly kisses all around his neck making Ivan groan coarsely. A small smile creeps it's way onto her face as she takes a spot into her mouth and sucks it in between her teeth. He says deeply;
"Хороший Литва… (Good Lithuania.)"
She trails kisses all the way down his chest and stomach but stops when she reaches his pants and she looks up at him for silent permission to continue. Ivan nods his head slowly and says;
"Сосете. (Suck.)"
Lithuania wastes no time and unbuttons his pants and removes them along with his underwear. She had almost forgotten how big his penis was. She places the same kind of small, teasing kisses on his erection making the Russian even harder than he is now. Getting impatient, Ivan places his hand on the back of her head. Liudvika, not wanting to anger him, complies with the silent request and opens up her mouth wide to take his erection into her mouth. A pleasured groan escapes from Ivan's mouth as she swirls her tongue around the tip. She slowly starts sucking on his erection, taking it further and further into her oral cavity.
She reaches her hands up and slowly rubs the part of his shaft that she can't fit into her mouth. Ivan's groans become full-fledged moans of pleasure. Liudvika begins to bob her head, moving her hot mouth up and down along the appendage. He lays back and enjoys the pleasure that he hasn't had in so long, the feeling of her soft but skilled hands… her tongue, rough on the top but smooth at the underside. The first signs of climaxing were appearing for him, the pressure was building up inside of him, it was getting to be too much for him and his fingers caress the locks of her hair as some sort of distraction. While his erection is deep in her throat, she swallows around it knowing that it'll make him climax. With a loud, throaty moan, he does climax and Liudvika chokes a bit but she manages to swallow most of his seed. Then she takes her mouth off with a 'pop' sound. But his erection does not subside however, so he takes out a condom and covers his member with it.
Lithuania lays on the soft bed with her legs eagle-spread out beneath his body ready to have him become one with her. Knowing that she must've become very tight while he was away, he coats his fingers with his own saliva and pushes one of them into her vagina. Ivan immediately notices that, to the extent he can remember, she is just as tight today as she was their first night together. Wiggling the digit around a bit, he makes room for a second one and he slides his middle finger alongside his pointer finger. A moan forces it's way out of her mouth as Ivan spreads the two fingers apart and teasingly moves them in a clockwise circle inside of her.
"M-M-More… please." Lithuania says shakingly with her pleasure evident in her voice as she pushes herself down further onto the fingers that are buried inside of her.
Ivan chuckles a bit and inserts a third finger and begins to thrust them in and out of her vagina. Lithuania grips the sheets and moans. Her moans have always been like a song to Ivan, their pitch, their tone… and he craves these sounds from her oh so much and he inserts all four of his fingers at once in her. He hears nothing less than a loud scream of pleasure escaping her lips. A dark red blush forms on her face as she realizes just how loud she was and that the other Baltics might've heard them. Sensing her thoughts, Ivan says;
"It's okay моя любовь (my love)… they already know."
She shudders as he moves them inside of her lazily at different speeds and with no organization, no way of telling where they're going to go next. But Ivan knows exactly where they're going to, he remembers where that spot is inside of her and aims all four fingers at it letting each finger only touch it lightly which proved to be a challenge seeing as how little space he has to work with. Lithuania gasps and squirms from underneath him, then she puts her legs up on his shoulders and crossing them behind his head giving him better access to the most intimate parts of herself.
Russia takes this as a sign to go further and removes his fingers from her. She whines cutely at the loss and feels strangely empty. But the feeling of emptiness doesn't last long though because Ivan places his erection at her entrance and pushes in slowly. All of that preparation couldn't of prepared her for the pain of being without him for so long and little rivers of tears spring for her eyes and a cry of pain escapes her mouth. Ivan stops half-way in and kisses her neck and chest affectionally as a silent apology for the pain. She grips his hand and nods a bit for him to continue.
Ivan pulls back with a low groan, then he slowly thrusts back in drawing another gasp from the Lithuanian underneath him. He then slowly thrusts in and out of her and just as slowly, the pain that Lithuania feels dissolves slowly into the pleasure that she missed so much. She tilts her head to the side and blushes as she moans giving Ivan a perfect opportunity to bite down gently on her neck, she squirms from this action and whimpers. Ivan groans and his thrusts slowly get a little harder giving her more than enough time to protest if he's going too hard but she just moans louder.
While he's thrusting, he kisses her roughly on the lips and she wraps her arms around his neck and deepens the kiss as he thrusts deeper into her. She breaks the kiss and shudders when his penis hits that bundle of nerves inside of her. She moans loudly and Ivan smirks remembering all of those good memories. He remembers exactly where that spot is at and thrusts directly at it with each thrust. She lays back down on the bed and grips the sheets with pleasure. Her moans have an alluring effect on Ivan and he just let's all of his troubles with everything go away, even just for a few minutes.
Ivan wraps his arms around her tightly and hugs her body to his own as he thrusts in her. She moans as she begins to buck her hips up to meet his. Ivan lets out a throaty groan when he feels his erection inside of her to the hilt and Lithuania shudders and clings onto him as she pants out;
"I-Ivan… f-f-faster… please."
The Russian happily obliges with her request and goes faster while her nails leave small scratch marks on his back. Both nation's breathing starts to shorten up as a sign of their approaching orgasms. She pulls him in for a rough, open-mouthed kiss, sliding her tongue into his mouth as Lithuania moans. Ivan firmly squeezes her breast as he thrusts in hard bringing her to her climax. Liudvika shudders as she feels her own walls tighten up around his erection forcing Ivan to cum as well. Then he pulls out of her and chastely kisses her forehead. She blushes and hugs him then gets out of bed and puts her clothes back on. Ivan also unenthusiastically dresses and smiles at her. She looks away and blushes before saying;
"I'll get dinner ready."
Later that evening, after dinner Russia goes to the phone and calls up Poland for his advice, Feliks picks up and said;
"Like hello?"
"Привет comrade Feliks, I wanted to ask for your opinion if you don't mind."
Of course he wouldn't mind giving Ivan help, he still controls him at this time. Feliks sighs and responds;
"Like of course, what time would you like for me to come and junk."
"Next week maybe or sooner if you have the time да."
"Sure I'll be there ASAP."
Ivan smiles knowing Poland's the best person for advice for things like this and says;
"Спасибо. (Thank you.)"
Ivan then hangs up suddenly. He's going to ask his advice for an engagement ring for her, he doesn't know much about fashion but Poland seems to be an expert at these kinds of things.
Poland arrives only a few short days later completely unaware to what Ivan wants from him. Ivan explains to him how he wishes to marry Lithuania and Poland flips out on him.
"Like totally no and junk! You can't like have her!"
"Why is that Польша? Do you want her… more than a friend?"
Poland only huffs and looks away with an angry look, yes it is true he wants his long time best friend and is quite jealous of the Russian but knows he is powerless and really hates it. All thanks to Ivan and stupid communism his economy is in ruins, he has no money to update factories and no one is buying anything he makes, Feliks never wanted communism in the first place but it was forced upon not only him but most of his friends, Lithuania, Hungary and even that bastard Prussia to some extent. He wants his freedom from the Russian, and he wants her but Feliks knows for the time being, he may have neither and he says with a large amount of envy and barely controlled rage;
"I like totally can't help you there… get her like whatever the fuck you want bastard.…"
Ivan is slightly angered by Feliks but he simply hides it by putting on his normal fake smile. Feliks definitely wasn't going to be of any help and Ivan says dismissively;
"Well if you're not going to be supportive then you may go back to Warsaw."
And Feliks left without even looking back.
Ivan went along and got her a ring with a beautiful red diamond in the middle, mined from the Urals, mined from himself. It is surrounded by small white diamonds that glisten whenever the tiniest of light is shown upon them. He knows she'll love it. All of his dreams are finally coming true…
Ah I hope you enjoyed this, sorry it took so damn long to update but don't worry there will be 2 more chapters guaranteed. I'm trying to make this as historically accurate as I can but if I mess anything up, please bear with me I'm only 15. I would like reader feedback on whether or not I should have a chapter 2.5 giving a better explanation. Reviews really make my day ^^.
