Love Letters – CH2

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Ironic-tan's Blah: This is in response to the dear icenflake. :3
Thank you so very very very very much for your review. It made my day.
This is basically a wrapping up of the fanfic, the lemon. :3

Rating: M

Warning(s): Lemon, broskis, lemon. And Yao in a ridiculously fancy panda suit. Jk, jk, lol. X,D Actually, lemon, dirty talk, fail written porn… (I'm not used to writing porn shoot me.)

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A Week Later

Large, pale hands roamed over Yao's skin, leaving burning trails in their wake. He moaned lowly, reaching up to cup Ivan's cheek.

"Mm, does my little Yao want me? Does he want me?" Ivan husked into Yao's ear, making the artist shudder in his arms.

"Yes… oh, yes, please…" Yao breathed, and Ivan smiled wolfishly. "My little Yao begs so nicely, da?"

Ivan tweaked a hard nipple, causing Yao to cry out again. "Yao's desires must have been so pent up in the past week, hmm?" "Nnah… Ivan… Just..."

"Hmm?" Ivan's hand wandered down Yao's pale chest to his stiff, twitching member and made a loose circle around it. "Just what, Yao? Just… leave you like this?"

"Damn you, Ivan, you jerk, just fuck me already!" Yao thought, moaning and bucking his hips upward.

"But Yao, isn't it a bit soon? I mean, five minutes in your bedroom and you're already~…" "Haah?" Yao questioned, brain not working correctly at the moment.

The hand that was wrapped around Yao's cock tightened around it. "And why did you call me a jerk?"

"Nnha…. I said that… oh! Out loud, again, didn't I…" Ivan giggled and slid down to lick Yao's tip, making the Asian moan loudly. "Da, you did. Very loudly. It's so arousing~…"

"Shut up…" Yao whined, pulling Ivan back up and kissing him full on the lips, pulling the Russian's hips up to meet his. Ivan broke away with a loud groan, cupping Yao's pert ass.

"Uhn… Ivan… I want… it… I want it in my ass…" Yao launched into a string of whiny-sounding Chinese when Ivan pulled himself out from under the other, but was soon silenced when said Russian pulled the smaller man into his lap and held three fingers up.

"Suck." He ordered, and Yao gladly obeyed, tongue dancing over the digits in a way that made Ivan shudder with lust.

What a picture Yao was: long hair undone and thrown over his shoulders, which were peppered with bite marks. His thin legs were on either side of Ivan's waist, pushing their arousals close.

"I think that's good…" Ivan nodded, pleased, and pulled his fingers out of Yao's mouth. "Yao… If you ever want me to stop, just tell me." He whispered, and Yao nodded slowly.

"Not… not that I'd want you to…" Ivan smiled slightly and pulled the Chinese man into a heated kiss, all the while circling his entrance slowly.

"Ngh… Stop teasing and do it already…" Yao whimpered. Ivan raised an eyebrow, but slowly pushed the first finger it, sliding in and out of Yao.

Yao felt himself dragged into a whirlpool on sensations; Ivan inside him, the Russian's other hand caressing his lower back and thighs, and-

"Right there!" Yao gasped, feeling the digit brush over his prostate. Ivan grinned triumphantly. "I think Yao is ready for the next one~…"

He pushed the second finger in, agonizingly slow; much too slow for Yao's likes, and moving them in a scissor-motion. "Yao is so tight, da~…"

Yao, amidst moans, gasps, and half-screams of broken, nonsensical Mandarin, managed to groan out: "Ivan, you are so… paying for teasing me… later…"

Ivan giggled and slipped the third finger in, quickening his pace. "I know. I can't wait."

Yao just shuddered and grabbed Ivan's shoulders, feeling the need to hold on to something. "I think… ahn… I think I'm going to cum-!"

"Oh, no, we can't have that, can we? Not yet, at least." Ivan said, pulling his fingers out quickly. Yao whined in protest, hips jerking madly against Ivan's.

"C-come on… please…" Ivan just shook his head and aligned himself at Yao's entrance. "As you wish, my impatient little lover…"

"Ah! Iva~n!" Yao's eyelids fluttered close, and loud, wanton moans tore from his throat as Ivan pushed slowly into him.

"Say it again. Again, Yao." Ivan licked the shell of Yao's ear, sliding out of the trembling one beneath him. Yao moaned again. "Ivan… Yī wàn… Gèng duō... Gèng duō!"

Yao's lust-coated voice spurred Ivan on, and he picked up his pace. "Yao… Yao… Moy Yao ... moya krasivaya, zamechatel'naya Yao ..."

A few more hard thrusts and Ivan came, panting and whispering Yao's name over and over as if it were a prayer too sacred for even the Gods to utter.

Yao groaned lowly as Ivan pulled out, plopping down beside him with a sated sigh. He reached for the Russian's hand and clasped it tightly, bringing it to his lips with a small grin.

"I won't be… able to walk… aru…" Ivan grinned sleepily. "Then I'll just carry you around, da…"

Yao shook his head. "No… Then I won't be able to… punish you aru…" Ivan pouted slightly, closing his eyes.

"How will Yao be able to punish me, when he is stuck in my arms, da?" Yao smacked him with the little strength he had left and closed his eyes as well.

"Oh, shut up, aru… I'll find a way."

~Owari~

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Ironic-tan's End Blah:
*rereads what she just wrote* o.o
What. Did. I. Just. Write.
EH. Never mind, I know what I wrote. I'm just surprised I could actually do it!
QAQ I DID IT BROSKIS, come over here and hug me!
Ehehe… I remember passing the 'mirror hall' in my house after I finished writing and laughing at how red my face was.
The color would've given Spain's tomatoes a run for their money. xD
Anyway…
Please review and tell me how I wrote!
This is my first time writing smut and posting it, so it was awkward…
Any tips you have for me will be appreciated!
Just keep in mind I'm rather simple, so it'd do us both good if you gave me a tip with an example. :3
Anyway!
Thanks again and love to you all! :D
Feel free to PM me if there's anything else you want to say in private. ;3
Not that anyone would want to, but… xD