Alfred woke up late in the afternoon, extremely sore "…Ivan?" he whispered.
Ivan had been awake for a few hours already; unable to sleep well in the light of the afternoon. He looked over to Alfred "Yes?" he asked quietly in response to the whisper.
Alfred moved a bit, looking at Ivan "…Hi…" he yawned, shivering a bit with the sudden temperature change as the sheets shifted down his shoulders "what time is it?"
"Almost three" Ivan said setting down the novel he was reading for class "did you sleep well?"
The bruised blond shivered again, sitting up "…Ah…a bit…" he rubbed down his face "man…I slept long."
"About twelve hours but you needed it" Ivan said "do you need some more pain killers?"
Alfred looked down at himself, sighing "Yeah…mind if I shower?"
"Sure, do you need help getting there?"
Alfred shook his head, pride too large. He limped horribly to the bathroom, closing the door. He looked in the mirror, just staring at himself.
Once the door had shut Ivan sighed softly at the stubborn blond but a part of him knew that he would have done the same so he couldn't say anything and just kept alert for any odd noises.
Alfred started shaking "…I…" he whispered, tears rolling down his face. He looked horrible. "…No…" he just touched his beaten body.
Ivan waited a few minutes but didn't hear the water start so he stood and walked over to the bathroom and knocked quietly "Alfred?" he called.
The American held his mouth, looking at the door. He shook "Ah…" he cleared his throat trying to hide the weakness in his voice "y-yes?"
Ivan heard the hesitation and raspy quality of his voice and said no more, just walking in and, after seeing the tear tracks that confirmed his suspicions, he moved quickly forward and held Alfred in a tight hug "Cry if you need to but know that I'm here."
Alfred gripped on to Ivan, hands locked on his shirt "I didn't do anything to deserve this…I…I don't…understand…" he cried hard, voice cracking as he kept going between blaming himself and talking about everything to Ivan.
Ivan kept quiet until Alfred's words had mostly been replaced with sniffles and hiccuping breaths and he took half a step back and looked into the blurry, bloodshot, blue eyes and said "None of this is your fault. For whatever reason life gave you all of this shit but it also gave you reasons to persevere through it. You're smart, beautiful, strong inside and out, caring, funny, and a million other things. Neither of them can hurt you again and if they try I will take care of it." Ivan shook himself of the darker thoughts and continued "And you have me and I'm not going anywhere" Ivan said kissing him gently.
Alfred wrapped his arms around him, holding him close after they kissed "I love you…so much…please don't ever leave me…" he whispered, sniffing. It took a while, tears dissolving into sniffles and then into calming breaths, but eventually Alfred gently let him go and looked up at him. "…I'm ok…I think I'll really shower now…" he smiled a bit.
The ashen blond smiled in return "Never, even my ghost will hang around" a soft chuckle interrupted him "do you mind if I join you?"
"Not at all…" Alfred answered with a shake of his head and a gentle kiss before turning on the water. He sighed, knowing this was not going to be a fun shower. He would get in slowly. The skin on his back crawled at the thought of being touched by water.
Ivan finished stripping as the water warmed and waited for Alfred to get in before he slipped in behind him.
Alfred shivered, gripping on to Ivan as the water hit his back. He closed his eyes, trying to get it over with. He was so happy Ivan came in to help him.
Ivan looked down at the tightly closed eyes and tense form "Does it hurt?" he questioned, he had been hoping the warm water would have eased his pains.
"Just a bit…not as bad as I thought it would be. It's helping more than hurting…" he smiled, relaxing a bit as the pain started to leave and the relaxation came.
Ivan felt and saw the tense muscles relax and kissed his forehead "I'm sorry about all of this but at least it will heal in time" Ivan said, talking about more than just the cuts and bruises.
The American nodded, leaning against him. His eyes half closed as the warm water ran down their bodies. His hands rubbing his chest as he listened to Ivan's heart beating steadily. "I love you…my bear…" he chuckled lightly as their joke from earlier yesterday.
A rumbling laugh joined in "I love you too" he responded as he wrapped his arms around Alfred.
Alfred relaxed in his arms, safe. That is how he felt. Ivan made him feel safe. He rubbed his chest slowly, kissing his neck softly not to tease.
Ivan held back a shiver at the cool touch of lips on his neck as the water warmed their bodies. He stood still and enjoyed the attention as he grabbed the soap, lathered his hands, and ran them down Alfred's back; sliding along the wet skin gently washing the abrasions scattered across it.
Alfred shivered as Ivan's warm hands rubbed his back, both soothing and sore as they washed away the residual grime "Vanya…" he murmured quietly. His breath speeding up a bit against Ivan's neck.
Ivan felt the shiver and smiled as his suspicions were confirmed with the catch in his breath, the sweet tone, and speeding pulse. "Alfred…" he breathed softly as the water rinsed the soap away with some of the lingering grime from the night before.
Alfred's breath hitched again "…I want you… Baby…I want you in me…" Alfred pushed one of Ivan's hands down to his butt.
"You're still sore though…" Ivan gently retorted; simply resting the hand Alfred controlled on the bruised skin.
Alfred panted, shaking "I don't care…I want you…" he begged, rubbing back against his hand. His other hand digging into his neck.
Ivan frowned a bit but relented "We're going slow though and I'm stopping at the slightest hint of pain." Ivan moved his other hand down to spread his cheeks and let a single finger run against the rim.
Alfred whimpered, cuddling into his neck "…If it makes you uncomfortable… We can stop…I'm sorry that I'm horny…" he looked down, ashamed because Ivan's frown.
Ivan saw the shamed face and kissed him deeply "It's part of you that I love, I just don't want to hurt you."
Alfred pulled him back into a heated kiss "Baby…ah…" begging to be touched "mmm…" his lips moving with Ivan's.
Ivan inserted the tip of his finger, the water acting as a good enough lubricant for digit. He rubbed it along the rim, his cock perking up in response to the sounds and feel of Alfred around him.
Alfred panted, shaking. His willing entrance twitching around his finger "…Baby ah yes ah…deeper…" he whimpered. He was a bit ripped up inside but nothing that would stop the American from the Russian's cock.
With that needy tone Ivan felt they were both clean enough and pulled his finger out before stopping the water. He lifted Alfred up and carried him to the bed before grabbing the lube and slicking his fingers properly. Ivan kissed Alfred's knee and inserted a finger, gently working it deeper and massaging Alfred from the inside.
Alfred's back arched, panting "There! There!" he whimpered, breath hitching with each press of those heavenly fingers against his prostate.
Ivan smirked, though he had put up a bit of a fight for this, nothing compared to the delicious noises Alfred made in these moments. He pulled his finger out to the rim and lined his middle next to it and eased both in, going slow for both of their sakes.
Alfred panted, back arching "Baby…" he whimpered, rubbing his hands up his chest "ah…so good…"
Ivan curled his fingers and stroked the little bundle of nerves before pulling out and lining up a third finger; eagerness starting to get the better of him.
Alfred screamed, back arching "Ah…there baby… No ah…back in… Ah…" he whimpered.
Ivan chuckled at the desperate desire "Don't worry, I'll take care of you" he said as his fingers returned to stroking and stretching to ease the coming entry.
The wheat blond whimpered, spreading his legs more "…Baby… Ah…you always…do." His movements let Ivan see the marks where his father gripped onto him under his legs.
Ivan kissed the revealed marks as he pumped his fingers deep before withdrawing his hand and grabbing the lube again to coat his cock in the slick substance.
Alfred panted, looking at him "I'm ready…I'm ready…in please…" he gripped his hair.
Ivan kissed Alfred inner thigh and wiped the excess lube on the wash cloth next to him before lining up and inserting himself slowly, easing into the stretched and shiny hole.
Alfred gripped on to Ivan. It hurt a bit but not too bad. Ivan had stretched him very well "Ah…hah…Baby…nrg… So big…"
The Russian bottomed out and waited a moment to make sure everything was alright before he started thrusting, keeping the pace to a steady rocking.
The pleasure left Alfred whimpering and moaning into his ear. As Ivan gently thrust, everything came back to him. He saw the whole beating and rape come undone in his mind. His eyes widened, his nails went deeper into Ivan's back, and he held himself to love. It could easily be mistake as wanting more. Alfred didn't want to stop.
Ivan felt Alfred's grip tighten and a flash of worry went through him but he pushed it away, reassuring himself that it was what Alfred did normally but he kept the pace gentle.
Alfred hide his face in his neck, trying to replace those memories. He moved with Ivan "More…" he whispered, his mind numb.
The tone of voice not was completely of arousal anymore but things were slowly clicking together and Ivan had to trust that his love knew what he needed so he sped up just a bit; trying to get Alfred to forget the rest of the world.
Alfred started sweating, Ivan working his muscles. "Baby…ah…" he closed his eyes, back arching "oh baby…there ah… Right there…" he groaned and pushed back against Ivan.
Ivan kissed the juncture where his neck met his shoulder, just keeping a gentle pressure scattered around in that area matching the push of his hips with the press of his lips as he worked them both closer.
Alfred held him close, whimpering "Faster…" he begged, spreading his legs wider.
Ivan kissed the sweat-slicked skin once more before answering "I'm going to get you there but nice and slow love, it will be worth the wait" Ivan said breathy and rough as he rocked his hips deep and slowly withdrew, the pace and position easing them both closer.
Alfred shivered, nodding. He was getting there with just what Ivan was doing. He whimpered, moving with Ivan "Y-you're right…" he whispered.
Ivan continued littering his neck with licks and kisses as they made love, gentle and steady.
Alfred felt the heat in his stomach coil "Vanya…I am going…to…" he whispered, tightening around Ivan. "…Ah!" he whimpered in his ear as he let go.
Ivan found himself coming right after in the suddenly tight tunnel as he felt a warm stickiness spread between them. Ivan kissed Alfred deeply and broke away, breathing roughly "I love you" he said with a smile.
Alfred panted hard, staring up at the man that loved him so much. "I love you too…never leave me…" he whispered, replacing his father's touch with Ivan's and giving his mind some peace.
"Never" Ivan said with another quick kiss to his lips as he pulled out slowly, his cum trickling out as he did so "do you want something to eat?"
Alfred shivered, gasping when he felt Ivan dripping from him "Ah…ah…yeah…I would love something to eat…" another needy tremble running through his body.
"Are you in the mood for anything specific?" Ivan asked with a subtle smirk, enjoying the sounds and actions Alfred gave.
Alfred shook his head "…Anything you make would be…hmm…actually…pizza sounds amazing…" he looked up at the man, rubbing his legs together.
Ivan glanced at his legs and back up to his face "I think we have some mini-pizzas but they take about half an hour, do you want something sooner?"
Alfred moved his legs more as he caught Ivan's gaze "Ah…no…pizzas are ok…I can wait…" he stretched out in Ivan's bed "your bed is comfy…"
"Alright, I'll be back in a few minutes" Ivan said before standing and slipping on a pair of baggy black pants and walking out to the kitchen to find and start the pizzas.
Alfred sat up and looked down at himself, his eyed flicked back up to the door before he rolled over. He pushed Ivan's come back inside him "Ah…Vanya…" he whispered, covering himself up with the blankets and rolling onto his back.
Ivan kept his ears trained on the bedroom but heard nothing as he tore off the plastic, tossed the pizzas on a cooking tray, and grabbed them sodas from the fridge before walking back to the room.
Alfred blushed when he saw Ivan, removing his hands from under the blanket. "Hi baby…" he smiled, blue eyes shinning now that at least some of the stress had been relieved.
Ivan saw the oddly ruffled blanket and quick movement but didn't question it. Instead he just smiled and walked over, sitting on the bed "You seem like you're feeling better."
Alfred smiled, kissing Ivan's shoulder gently as he grabbed the other soda. "Hmm…you helped me so much…just by making love to me…I…remembered…what happened…" he rubbed his injured head slowly.
Ivan knew that for the case and the cops that it was a good thing but he felt guilty reminding Alfred of the trauma "I have the officer's number if you would like to tell him."
Alfred nodded, knowing he should. He took the number and called the cop, he sat next to Ivan. He told the cop every detail and it was horrible. He didn't dare look at Ivan as he told the cop what happened.
Ivan tensed as he heard what Alfred had remembered and he started to lose himself, eyes glazing over as his cruel mind painted the scene vividly for him to watch.
As Alfred described the rape his eyes stayed locked on the floor, he couldn't stand to see Ivan's face during this, even feeling the tension radiating off of him was hard. This was so much worse than the beating, never before had his father gone so far to hurt him.
Ivan's hands, unbeknownst to him, were tightly fisted, knuckles white with restrained strength. Violet eyes darkened and became cold. He sat immobile aside from the slow, steady, barely-there breaths he was taking.
Alfred answered the following questions and clarified anything the cop asked before hanging up. He placed the phone down and took a silent steadying breath before looking at Ivan, seeing his face. "…Baby…" he gently reached out, placing his hand on top of the tight fist.
Ivan tensed even more before he realized that it was Alfred and he tried to force himself to calm down after seeing the worry in his eyes. "I'm fine…" Ivan said dismissively, he glanced away knowing the obvious lie it was "I'm…going to check the pizza…" he said, voice curt but softer as he pulled his hand away and walked out.
He knew the pizzas would be a while longer but he needed to move before he lost himself. He paced between the living room and the kitchen before exhaling roughly and punching the nearest thing, which was a thankfully blank part of the wall but it left a large hole in the plaster and a webbing of cracks a couple of inches long around the hole. He ran a rough hand through his hair and tried again to force himself to calm down.
He sighed shakily and went to make sure the pizzas had not started to burn and took it out to cool for a bit before cutting it and setting it on a plate for Alfred and returning to the bedroom far calmer.
Alfred was still covered but sitting up. He was shaking gently, his knees pulled to his chest. Ivan acting like this scared him. He knew it wasn't anything he did but hearing the impact on the wall and the pacing…his whole attitude scared him. Alfred heard him come in and tried to stop his shaking "…Thanks…" he voiced as he spotted the pizza.
Ivan's heart fell and the anger drained when he saw how much he had scared Alfred "It's still hot…" he warned as he set it on the side table. He wouldn't look at Alfred, not after seeing what he had caused "…I'm sorry…" he said softly before walking towards the door.
"There is no reason to be…" he whispered, gently taking the pizza his eyes watching Ivan leave. He didn't want him to leave…but he thought he needed time to calm down. He slowly chewed on the pizza.
Ivan heard the soft words and hesitated by the edge of the bed and, exhaling slowly, he sat down near Alfred's feet "I didn't mean to scare you…"
Alfred looked down at him, shaking his head "…I scared myself…you did nothing…" he put the pizza down on the plate, moving down to his lover. He slowly got on his lap, cuddling to his chest before he began to eat his pizza again "…Want to share?"
Ivan smiled weakly and nodded "Sure…" he said quietly, still certain that he was the reason Alfred had been shaking so hard.
Alfred held the piece to his mouth, smiling when he took a bite. He rubbed his chest slowly, feeding himself and Ivan "…Do you need help catching up on work? I can model for tonight…"
Ivan sighed through his nose, he had forgotten about the forms he needed to do. Ivan finished chewing and swallowed "If it's not any trouble could you?"
Alfred nodded, smiling "Yeah…I would love to…after dinner we can do it… It will be nice to be able to model again…without feeling bad…I don't mind at all if you see me."
Ivan smiled at that "I would hope not, after all the times I have seen you naked" he said referring to the past and the present as Alfred sat on his lap in all of his tanned glory.
Alfred laughed "…Yep! I am yours…I am your personal model…I am thinking of…maybe quitting modeling for the school…I know it would make you unhappy to let others see me naked…"
"I prefer to keep you to myself but I'm not going to stop you, I know it pays pretty well. I can take comfort in the fact that they can't touch you" Ivan assured.
Alfred smiled "Then I will keep it…no…no one but you can touch me… That is all I want for only you to touch me…"
"That's all I want" Ivan said with a small kiss as they finished the pizza.
Alfred laid his head in Ivan's neck "Do you feel better?" he rubbed his chest slowly. "…How is your hand?" he pulled the fist to his lips, kissing it slowly.
"I do…thank you" Ivan glanced down where his slightly reddened skin touched Alfred's lips "I'm alright, the walls here are thin…"
Alfred nodded, kissing them over and over "You need to be careful my love…you could have broken your hand…" he rubbed it slowly as his lips kissed the red spots over and over.
Ivan shook his head but enjoyed the attention "I have had much worse before…"
Alfred kissed the knuckles even slower "…I don't want you hurting… A pillow is better to punch…" he laughed, rubbing his lips slowly over them.
Ivan chuckled "There is no release with punching something so soft" he said.
Alfred looked down "…You could punch me…"
Ivan was horrified at the suggestion. He used the hand Alfred was holding and lifted his chin gently "Why on Earth would you say that?" Ivan said, searching the blue eyes for an answer to the sudden change.
"…If it gives you release and makes you feel better…then I want to be the thing you hit…at least you won't hurt your hand like you almost did…" he stared at the purple eyes, eyes pleading to help in anyway.
"Alfred? Listen closely… I would rather die than hurt you. I would never, even in my wildest nightmares, hurt you like that…" Ivan moved his hand now that he had Alfred's gaze "This…" he said holding his hand up "is nothing. All I want is you to not be hurt…"
Alfred took his hand again, kissing the red skin. "You have not and will never hurt me…I have never felt safer with someone in my life…you protect me…and hold me…and let me push my home problems on to you…you had sex with me…and was so gentle…I know that was hard for you…after knowing what happened… It was hard for me to go slow…I…love you so much…I feel like I have done nothing for you…"
"You give me something to look forward to, someone to care for, someone to live for…I love you for you and that includes the things that come with you. I don't mind listening to your problems as long as you feel better…as long as I can help in some way…" Ivan held his face softly, his thumbs brushing across his cheeks as the whites of his eyes started to shine.
"But…what can I do to help…I don't feel like…I'm doing anything…you pay for me…I eat your food…I…" he sniffed, eyes watering.
Ivan wrapped his arms around him, pressing Alfred to his chest "I do that because I want to, I want to care for you. If you want to help with things then I'll let you if it will make you feel better…"
Alfred nodded, fast "…Yes…I want to help here…" he cuddled into his chest. "…I love you so much…I just want to help…you do so much for me…"
"All you had to do was ask" Ivan said with a little smile now that Alfred had stopped sniffling and had perked up "but first…I want you better. You're still limping so until you can move more easily I want you to take is easy."
Alfred nodded, giggling "…Alright…I promise I'll relax and be lazy…" he teased, looking up at him.
If these happy-sad-happy mood swings continued Ivan was going to get dizzy but, for now, he just smiled and kissed him gently on the lips "That's all I ask…"
Alfred nodded, laying his head on his shoulder "Do you feel better?" he held the surely sore hand though the color had faded.
"I feel alright but the real question is do you feel better?"
Alfred nodded "The cop said I have to go to court…but I'm ok with this…I'm not too worried about it…he won't be able to touch me…"
Ivan nodded "I had thought as much but I'm glad you are able to do it. There should be no issue getting him sentenced if you're there."
Alfred nodded "I need to go home…and get some of my things…if you are with me…mom can't hurt me…"
"Of course. I would never willingly leave you with either of them. Honestly, with the abuse you told me about, she needs to be imprisoned as well" the Russian stated bluntly.
"That is one reason I am going home…I have pictures of her abuse…and video… I also have some clothes and an old laptop…if…it's ok…maybe my dog too?"
"A dog is fine with me but you'll have to make sure it is with the others too, though I'm sure it will be" he recalled more than one tale of Gilbert's pets though he recalled Francis being more of a cat person. Ivan may still be warming up to his roommates but he didn't want to spoil the good that was building.
Alfred nodded "She is a good girl…potty trained…she found me after my parents hurt me…and I ran…I slept under a bridge with her…I am alive because of her…so I let her sleep in my room at home…"
Ivan smiled a bit, though saddened at another instance of severe abuse "I'm sure she will fit in very well here…"
Alfred smiled "I bet! She has one eye…but she is still a pup and playful…just falls over at times from moving too fast…" he laughed. "Can we try to get her tomorrow…?"
Ivan chuckled at the image and nodded "Whenever you are ready we can go."
Alfred looked at him "We can go now? That would be perfect! I just need to get dressed in…uh…" he stood up slowly, limping over to the scrubs. "…Maybe the neighbors will think I am a doctor…" he mused with a half laugh
"I might have something that would fit you a bit better, though you would need a belt…" Ivan offered, unsure which would be better.
Alfred laughed "Yes please…" more than happy with the choice over the too-snug hospital scrubs.
Ivan took out one of his older, smaller shirts and a pair of dark pants that were fairly tight on him "Try these on" Ivan said, thankful for once with his reluctance to throw things away.
Alfred nodded and grabbed the set. He pulled on the shirt and was surprised that it fit him perfectly though the pants were a bit baggy. He smiled, laughing "How do I look?"
Ivan chuckled a bit and found that he liked the way Alfred looked in his clothes, especially the way the loose pants hung teasingly low on slender hips. But they were going out in public and, of all places, Alfred's parent's house so… "One more thing…" Ivan said digging in another drawer to grab a belt and threaded it through the belt loops and tugged the pants up a bit so that they were still comfortable but not nearly so low. "Better…" Ivan said with a smile as he stood again "…can't have you teasing at the wrong time" he finished with a light kiss.
Alfred blushed but the smirk showed he was anything but apologetic "I'll try to control myself" he loved that he could tease Ivan so easy. He took his hand and the walked out of the room, Alfred still with a noticeable limp, "Ah…I can pay for us to go by bus if you want?"
Ivan caught the blush and the coy smile "You'd better" Ivan said, threading their fingers together. At the suggestion he spoke up again "We can use my truck since we are bringing things back, not to mention the dog…unless…you would prefer the bus?"
Alfred shook his head "Truck sounds amazing…maybe…we can fuck in it later…" he grinned. He had wanted to do Ivan in that truck since he saw it.
Ivan blushed lightly at the image that popped into his head and coughed a bit to try to hide his sudden embarrassment and enjoyment of the thought. They walked out to the truck and started it, catching Gilbert and Francis on the way out and asking them about the dog. They both agreed wholeheartedly, especially Gilbert who was already talking about tricks he was going to teach her. Ivan shook his head a bit at the enthusiasm and they started their trip, Alfred showing him the way and holding hands all through it.
They talked about classes and the weather but Alfred got quiet when they pulled in front of his house. It looked like the perfect family house, like something out of a magazine "…Well…this is it… Mom's home…" he pointed at the white van.
Ivan found it odd that so much trouble stemmed from such a peaceful looking place. He glanced over at Alfred being far too quiet and tightened his grip on his hand "Come on…I'm not going to leave you…"
Another chapter come and gone and another layer of flavour to our couple~ I hope you all enjoyed it and are looking forward to the next one!
~Poison