"Ivan! Put me down!" Yao shouted.

Ivan made no reply and continued upwards. After a few more seconds of protest Yao finally shut his mouth and instead decided to enjoy this little feat of strength that Ivan was showing. He wrapped his arms around Ivan's neck just in case Ivan dropped him.

In almost no time at all, they arrived at the door to the roof. Ivan kicked it open, not willing to let go of Yao. He walked over to the edge of the roof and finally set Yao down. Yao let go of Ivan's neck and turned to look out. He gasped.

It was sunset and a nice orange glow flowed over the city. Yao stared out at it all and sighed in content. It was absolutely beautiful from this perspective. Yao turned to Ivan.

"It's so-," Yao cut himself off.

Ivan was hunched over, hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. Yao smiled and started laughing. Ivan sent a playful pout and glare his way while breathing heavily. Yao wasn't as light as he friggin' looked, okay? After catching his breath Ivan raised to his full height and walked over to where Yao was standing. He put an arm around Yao's waist. Yao sighed again and leaned his head on Ivan's shoulder.

"It's beautiful," he said.

He felt Ivan nod. Yao closed his eyes. He heard the soft sounds of the leaves brushing through the trees and the distant sounds of children playing. He opened his eyes again in enough time to see the last remaining bit of light disappear behind a few buildings in the distance. Yao crossed his arms over his chest, already feeling the chill of the night. He also blushed, realizing that he was out here in only a button up shirt, boxers and socks.

"I-Ivan. It's getting cold," Yao muttered.

Ivan's arm left Yao's side. Yao looked over to him to see that he was removing his heavy overcoat. Yao felt himself blush deeper as he saw that Ivan wasn't wearing a shirt underneath his coat. His skin was soft looking and very pale. He looked a lot skinnier and muscular without the coat on. Ivan smiled at Yao and walked over, wrapping his coat on Yao's shoulders.

Yao looked up at him. Their eyes caught. Ivan smiled brightly. Yao's mouth hung open a little as he stared up into Ivan's face. In the rising moonlight, he was gorgeous. Yao sighed and moved closer, placing his hands on Ivan's shoulders. He leaned up on his tip-toes and pressed his lips to Ivan's. Ivan blinked for a moment but then smiled and leaned in, kissing right back.

The kiss was long and slow, allowing for both Ivan and Yao to enjoy it fully. When they pulled away from each other they both smiled and laughed a little. Ivan wrapped his arms around Yao's waist and pulled him very close to his body. Yao put his hands on Ivan's shoulders and his head on Ivan's chest, basking in his body heat through the chilly night air.

"Ivan. Why don't you ever talk to me?" He asked, after a few minutes of complete silence.

There was still silence. Yao didn't say anything else. He decided that if Ivan wasn't going to speak, he had his reasons. Yao closed his eyes and moved his head so his ear was over the area where he could hear Ivan's heart the best.

"Ivan. You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to," he said.

Another long silence. A chilly breeze went through the air and lightly tugged on Ivan's heavy coat, almost taking it off of Yao. Ivan lifted it back onto Yao's shoulders and leaned down, kissing the smaller man's forehead. Yao opened his eyes and looked up at Ivan before connecting their lips again.

This kiss was different from before. This time, Yao had initiated something that he knew Ivan had wanted from day one and was just now granting. Ivan took the hint immediately. He pressed his lips harder to Yao's, allowing his tongue to dart into the smaller man's mouth. Yao gave a soft moan as he played with Ivan's tongue, using his own.

Ivan pulled away from the kiss, string of saliva still refusing to let Yao's lips go. Ivan smiled and hooked one of his arms under Yao's legs, gently pushing him until he was on his back, laying on Ivan's heavy coat as a make-shift bed. Ivan couldn't help but just stop and stare. Yao looked absolutely beautiful in the moonlight. His skin was practically glowing.

Ivan reached down and began to unbutton the shirt that Yao was wearing. Yao didn't do anything to stop him. Instead he made small sounds of approval and lifted himself up so that the top could be removed altogether. Ivan leaned down and traced his lips over Yao's pale exposed skin. Yao arched his back slightly as Ivan's lips passed over a dusky nipple.

"Ah, Ivan," Yao gasped out as Ivan's tongue rolled over the small nub.

Ivan smiled and continued with his teasing of Yao's nipples. His hand had come up to help with the other nipple. Yao was arching his back and moaning out Ivan's name every now and again. After a few more moments Ivan pulled his lips away from Yao's nipple and glanced up at his prisoner. Yao had his head thrown back, hair sprawled around him. His cheeks sported a light pink color. His eyes were closed. Ivan smiled.

Ivan retraced his line over Yao's body and this time didn't stop at his nipple. His lips trailed down even more, only stopping at his navel for a second to dart his tongue in to make Yao squirm a little. Ivan stopped when his lips came to the hem of Yao's boxers. Yao pushed himself up just a little so he could look down and see what Ivan was doing. Right now he was just staring at the boxers on Yao's delicate legs. They were a little big on him so they had slipped down considerably so that a small bit of black hair peeked over the hem. It didn't help that Yao had decided he needed a tent down there as well.

Finally, Ivan snapped out of his staring and brought his hands up, hooking his fingers into the boxers, pulling them down slowly. Ivan stared in fascination as he watched the cloth slip down Yao's delicate and slender legs as Yao moved them here and there to help him out. It was sensual. And sexy. Yao shivered a bit out of being cold and bit out of the small jolt of pleasure that went through his body as the cool air hit his erection.

"I-Ivan," Yao breathed out, laying his head back down and closing his eyes.

Ivan placed the boxers next to Yao's body and slid back up his legs with his lips, stopping to lick at Yao's creamy white thighs a little. Yao instinctively had his thighs locked together and arched his back slightly out of the small jolts Ivan's tongue was giving him. A small bit of sweat was already forming around certain parts of Yao's body. One was hid thighs. Ivan smiled and lapped up at the small forming beads.

Finally, Ivan pulled away from the thighs and lightly pushed them open. Yao would have blushed a deeper red but all the blood he had in his face had decided to favor another part of his body. Ivan leaned back down and ran his tongue over Yao's scrotum. Yao's eyes snapped open and a gasp escaped from his mouth. Pre-cum began to leak out of the tip of his penis. Ivan licked and lapped at the pre-cum that had traveled down to Yao's sac and smiled when he saw Yao's quivering thighs and heard his sharp gasps and moans. He then decided he was going to test his mouth size by pulling Yao's scrotum into his mouth and mercilessly sucking on it.

"Ivan!" Yao shouted out, a wave of pleasure washing over his body.

Ivan let out a small little moan of his own at the feel of Yao inside of his mouth. His scrotum shook and quivered. They were a little heavy as well. Ivan knew that when Yao was going to cum, he was going to cum a lot. Yao's breath had quickened and his moans grew louder. Wave after wave splashed against Yao so that he could barely hold back all of his moans of pure ecstasy. Ivan looked up at him and gave him a small smile before finally releasing his sac from his mouth. Yao shuddered as the cold wind hit his name completely soaked scrotum. Ivan licked his lips and wiped the excess saliva and pre-cum onto the back of his hand.

Yao shook violently as he tried to hold in his orgasm. He was so close already and Ivan hadn't even touched his manhood yet. Ivan looked at Yao's penis and saw it was already so stiff and ready to burst that it was twitching. Ivan leaned down to lick it but Yao was quicker. He placed a hand on Ivan's head and sat up, not allowing Ivan near his weeping head. Ivan looked up at him with slight confusion.

"D-don't do that. I-I'll cum…" Yao muttered.

Ivan smiled. He pushed Yao's hand off of his head and pushed him back down. He again went down to Yao's member and drug his tongue up the underside. Yao shuddered violently as he legs quivered. So close. So close. Ivan reached his hand up and traced his finger along the crack of Yao's buttocks. His finger stopped when it found his puckered entrance and he lightly pressed on it as his lips touched the sensitive slit at the top of Yao's penis.

"IVAN!" Yao shouted.

Without warning, Yao came. Ivan opened his mouth wide to catch as much of it as he could but most of it just landed on his face. He blinked and looked up at Yao. He had collapsed onto Ivan's coat and was breathing rather heavily, basking in the afterglow of orgasm. Ivan watched Yao as he slowly slipped into sleep. He smiled and licked the corner of his mouth where some of Yao's cum had lingered.

//KILLERFEVER//KILLERFEVER//KILLERFEVER//

You have no idea how badly I wanted to do this chapter but had no idea how to go about it. Originally they were going to go all the way but I decided to save that for later. Anyway, the next chapter will be up whenever, but this time it won't focus on Russia and China so be prepared for some other characters storyline.

Signed,

KillerFever