Secret deal
Summary: Alfred, son of the Kirkland Company owner, needs to get laid. What will happen if he asks the Russian janitor for a little secret deal? Will he accept or refuse? And if the deal is made, will that change their lives?
Pairings: RusAme
Warnings: There will be explicit sex, boyxboy! Language content and innuendos.
Style: Office human AU
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any of his characters.
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Alfred woke up very worried, understatement. He was almost freaking out.
He had the urge to kiss Ivan. A man he barely knows and well, fucked with twice… it may be a symptom.
Ad you will ask 'a symptom of what?'. Well, of the force of course. The force of the hard cock!
No gay man can deny of a hard pulsing cock, it's a fact! We all know it!
But that's not only that… Alfred is a romantic and he really hoped this time he was not fawning for some dude that he knows he can't have but… He kind of wants to know Ivan and see if they are compatible in that way… the possibility is killing him because what they could have is nice…. Freedom and hot sex, It's the life!
He may be lonely now that he thinks about it. It doesn't help that Ivan's hot and well... THE FORCE DAMMIT!
Alfred shoved food on his mouth and bit it violently. He needs to think, he needs to stop thinking of possibilities because they made him kiss the guy he's only sleeping with and well, have sex in a corridor that had a camera…
It's wrong, oh so wrong… but it felt so good, oh so good.
Wrong moment to have a boner… stop growing… Hot janitor… Why the Hell Arthur employed a hot janitor? Why, he tells you why! To torment him!
That man does everything to torment him, even unconsciously!
He whimpered and swallowed the food. He needs that tape now or his life will be ruined… Dammit! Stupid hormones fawning for the force….,
He needs to warn Matthew about the force…
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It seems that Matthew doesn't believe on the force… He's a non believer but its okay, Alfred can forgive him.
He walked and sneaked looking to the main office, Arthur's office, where evil sounds were coming from.
He's sure that office is haunted, at least when there are no meetings it is. He can hear grunts and shuddering breaths from that office and it makes his skin scrawl and his hairs stand in, not fear because he's fearless, but jitters.
He passed the room and looked to the recording room narrowing his blue eyes. He was in a mission. A mission to save his sore ass and reputation, wait; scratch that, only his reputation. Thank God there are no cameras on the bathroom.
Meanwhile Arthur grunts and thrusts deeper into the sprawled French under him as the said French moans and tosses his long hair back cumming with a guttural moan. He keeps thrusting into the willing slippery ass and Francis places one hand under them grabbing his balls with expertise and Arthur is done cumming deep balls on him.
They kept there panting for a while until Arthur pulled out slowly and cleaned himself watching the man closing his legs and sitting above the desk with a soft wince.
''Don't you have work to do?'' he asks and Francis sighs and falls seductively from the desk walking to him with a smirk.
''I believe I am working, non?''
Arthur gave him a pointed glare and he grabbed his pants leaving a nice view of his swaying hips making Arthur flush.
''Sod off! What did you wanted?'' he asked again now rearranging his hair but still watching every move the other did with suspicion and a bit of lust he must admit.
Francis paused and looked up with a serious face. ''Nothing.''
Arthur raised one eyebrow and waited for the man to say something and dress.
Once dressed Francis walked to him and purred.
''Didn't you enjoyed the surprise?''
Arthur flushed red again and Francis grabbed his ass pecking his lips. Arthur's only reaction was to hit him on the head, not so violently, and smirk.
''I had better.''
''How mean! My house, later?'' Francis walked away winking and he nodded.
''Yes, no go work, git!'' he sat still breathing rather quickly and Francis left the office with his brows furrowed. To tell or not to tell, there's the question… Decisions, decisions… he can also show him the interesting tape.
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Alfred whispered to himself and grabbed the handle of the door turning it slowly. His mouth made a tight line and he peaked inside the darkened room.
It was empty.
His lips broke into a grin and he slipped inside watching around. He looked around and walked to the cabinet where the tapes where and searched for date and number of camera.
He looked to the glowing screens and saw that the corridor was being watched by the camera 7b and he carefully started shifting tapes and reading all the tapes.
He found none.
He frowned and looked to the screens walking to the directly saving on going tapes and stopped the corridor record opening the recording. It was empty.
Fuck, all that work and the fat guy forgot to putt there a tape. He sighed and closed the recording pressing start again. Oh well, he won't putt one there.
He sneaked his face out of the room and looked to both sides before slipping outside. One more job well done! He grinned completely forgetting that the recording room was also being recorded.
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It was the last day of the punishment Arthur gave him. He was feeling rather dejected that it ended, not because he had to clean, oh no he goes very nicely without it, but was the time he spent with the other man that he was slightly craving.
Ivan was a nice company and even teased him a bit. He was fun to be around.
Said man was cleaning and looked a bit paler than usual.
''ACHOO… ah, I apologise….'' Ivan sneezes and sniffles before apologising flushing red.
Now that he looks properly to him he looks a bit feverish. His hair is sticking on his forehead and he looks flushed and tired, is he okay?
''Don't worry. Hey, are you sick?'' Alfred stopped sweeping the floor and Ivan shakes his head with a little smile.
''It is being nothing Alfred.'' Ivan said a bit tiredly and his voice was hoarse making Alfred worry.
No, he was not fine! That bastard! Hiding those things from him!
''Come here, now!'' Alfred demanded and Ivan gave him a narrowed look.
''No.'' Ivan looked to the other side ignoring him and Alfred huffed. Oh no, no one ignores him!
''Ivan!'' he threatened and Ivan kept looking away sneezing again and cleaning his nose.
''Oh My God! You are totally sick!'' Alfred started panicking.
He has the flu, he needs rest and to take that fucking scarf off and eat soup, like the soup Arthur used to give him that everyone says it sucks be he actually enjoys it. Then he needs to stay tucked in bed and – his thoughts were interrupted by an annoyed childish voice.
''I am fine Alfred, please work and leave me alone.'' Ivan frowned slightly and Alfred grabbed him in a bear hug.
''No, stop working! You need to rest and go to the bed!'' he said and Ivan tensed.
''Alfred, let me go.'' Alfred took advantage of the position to feel his forehead and felt him burning.
''Nope, no until you promise you go home and rest!'' he nodded and Ivan started chanting 'kolkolkolkol' softly making Alfred panic even more.
Now he's chanting and probably exhausted, oh god he's going to dieeeee!
He has a dangerous super nano virus, he knew they were around! Poor big guy… he's doomed…. Doomed… He was so cool… Alfred sniffled and tightened the hug on the man who shifted trying to free himself but not succeeding, the blond was much stronger than he looked.
''Alfred.'' Ivan's voice was sweet but held a strong hint of threat and the room chilled a bit and Alfred dragged him looking at him with concerned blue eyes.
''Dude, I can't let you die like this… I… I know!'' he grinned and pressed one kiss to Ivan lips making him froze in place.
Alfred pushed back and kept grinning.
''See, if you die I'll die too now. I'm that awesome dude, be glad you found a friend like me!'' he laughed and Ivan swallowed thickly not wanting to think if he was being sweet or stupid. Probably both.
Alfred for his side was pleasantly content. Now Ivan won't die alone because of the dangerous super nano virus. He's awesome like that!
He shoved Ivan to the door and almost dragged him with him. Ivan trashed a bit but after two corridors and one elevator ride that was filled with shoves and empty punches they reached Arthur's office.
Alfred didn't even bother to knock on the door; he entered and dragged Ivan there by the arm. Ivan simply flushed and looked apologetically to a very confused and shocked Arthur.
''What the bloody hell is this?'' he yelled and Alfred frowned.
''Ivan's sick! Give him the day off!'' he yelled back and Ivan wanted to shrink into his scarf. Oh dear lord he should have stayed by the last job… Really, working as janitor in a bar is not that bad… Okay it is but… Alfred… God… that man will be his ruin!
Arthur looked at him and nodded. ''Of course… but… '' he turned to Alfred and started yelling again. ''Is that way of entering on my office? Bugger! I taught you well Alfred!'' he kept yelling and Alfred grave a grin to Ivan who just wanted to get out of that office and crawl into a hole, a deep one.
''Yeah, yeah.. later dude.'' He grinned and dragged Ivan again outside the office.
''Alfred Kirkland come here I'm not done talking to you! And leave our subordinates alone! Dear lord- '' Arthur kept yelling and Alfred shrugged to Ivan.
''Not my name…''
Ivan was sure they are both crazy on that second.
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Ivan woke up even worse. His head pounded and his eyes could barely stay open. He kept couching and sneezing and his old sister gave him warm water to drink because of his sore throat. His breathing was hard and raged and he could barely breathe through his nose.
He tried to talk but it was hoarse and scratched his throat so he gave up on that simply trying to drink the warm water because he had no hunger of even wanted to get up. Suddenly he was glad that Alfred made him go home sooner than needed. That idiotic fool… he thought with a small fond smile making Katyusha look down and smile knowingly.
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Alfred's morning was a hassle.
His cereals finished and he drank the last bit of milk. He needs to do groceries but Matthew is not available and he will have to go alone, how boring.
After a few groceries, two magazines about science and a few chocolates he came home and placed things on their proper places.
Well, he was late again for work. Shit. He doesn't understand how people deal with all those domestic needs.
He's glad Arthur was on the rival company making a few agreements and he was relatively safe from loud scoldings.
As soon as he thought he was safe Francis entered on his office with a small smirk.
''Cher, you are late, again.'' He stated with a gleeful glint on his eyes and Arthur sighed. Dammit, the sub chef.
''Hey Francis… I am really sorry, I-'' he started but Francis places a finger on his lips making him shut up.
''Do not worry, I do not mind. Were you with your friend?'' he asked curiously playing with some papers on his desk and Alfred blinked. Friend?
''Who?'' he asked and Francis blinked to him.
''The janitor of course, he called sick this morning.'' He nodded and smirked seeing Alfred pale.
''OH…'' was his intelligent response to that. Oh God, was he dying? Perhaps he's in need! Oh God he's a Hero and he can't even save his friend from the dangerous nano virus, he sucks…
''Well, now you know…'' Francis stated walking away. ''You should pay him a visit. You are friends right?'' Francis asked at the door making a purr of the word friends that passed completely unnoticed by Alfred.
''Yeah, we are… thank you, dude…'' he nodded absently and bit his lip looking to his laptop.
Francis walked away with a smirk having all the information he needs and Alfred started plotting ways of finding Ivan's address.
A little visit will be nice right? Besides he likes when people visit him when he's sick even if that only happened four or five times on his whole life.
The next thing he knew was that he was on Arthur's office running his eyes through the employed staff and grabbing Ivan's file copying his address to a piece of paper.
Notes: Crappy chapters I know, bit trashy too but things will develop and there will be a twist of turns...
Does this show that they are getting confused? I hope so but that will show mostly on the next one :)
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