I'm back with a new chapter! I know I had a couple that read this and wanted more. The story is rated M for a reason. But we'll get to that next chapter.
On to the story!
Chapter 2: I Can't Say It…
Despite him forgiving Ivan a few days ago, Alfred still forgets about me a lot. And since I can't bring myself to say it, I'll sing it.
It was finally Saturday night. Without Alfred knowing I got ready for my date with Ivan. I slipped into a black dress that had thin straps and just almost touched the floor when I was barefooted. I put on black flats for shoes. I didn't put on any make up and merely brushed my hair, nothing fancy.
I saw Alfred's car leave the driveway. He was wearing much less formal attire than me.
"I'll just put on the shorter dress," I spoke to myself.
I put on the nearly identical dress except this one's hem hit just above my knees and was made of a softer, more flowy fabric.
I picked up my cell phone and called Ivan.
"Privet, Grace," his voice cooed through the phone speakers.
"Hey, Alfred just left. You can come get me now," I told.
"I will be there in a minute," Ivan replied.
I could hear him click his phone shut.
I headed downstairs; leaving my phone behind; I wouldn't need it.
I sat down on the couch nearest the door and waited.
Knock. Knock.
I stood and opened the hardwood door.
"Вы выглядеть красиво," Ivan stated.
"Uh… English?" I asked.
"You look beautiful," Ivan translated.
"Thanks," I set the door to lock and shut it behind me before climbing into Ivan's car to leave.
The car ride was relatively short, and conversation ranged from what we thought would happen at the party to the fact that I needed to learn more Russian.
We arrived at our destination, Ivan and I walked in arm-in-arm. This gained us many stares of bewilderment from other countries.
"What are you looking at us for? I can bring girlfriend, da?" Ivan had one of those false smiles plastered on his face.
Everyone began to look away and music began to play. I searched through the song bank searching for one particular song.
"There!" I exclaimed quietly to Ivan who had been looking over my shoulder as I searched the songs. I tapped Tino - the Finn was running the sound equipment - on the shoulder. He turned to face me.
"I wanna sing this one," I pointed at the screen.
After clarifying which song I was going to sing then motioned me to take the stage.
"I'd like to dedicate this song to my big brother Alfred," I spoke into the microphone. Alfred had a touched look on his face. I nodded to the side and Tino started the song. The words came onto the overhead screen but I didn't need them.
Are you listening?Hear me talk, Hear me up the door,Is it less, is it more?When you tell me to beware,Are you here? Are you there?Is it something I should know?Easy come, Easy your head,Don't hear a word I saidI Can't communicate, when you wait or we're lateI try to talk to youBut you never even knew, so,What's it gonna be,Tell me can you hear me?I'm so sick of it,Your attention deficitNever listen, never listen.I'm so sick of it,So I'll throw another fitNever listen, never listen.I scream your name,It always stays the same.I scream and shout,So what I'm gonna do nowIs freak the freak out, hey!Woah oh oh, Woah oh oh,Woah oh oh, Woah oh oh running thinRunning thin, come againTell me what I getOpposite, oppositeShow me what is realIf it breaks does it healOpen up your earWhy you think that I'm here?Keep me in the darkAre you even thinking of me?Is someone else above meGotta know, gotta knowWhat am I gonna do?Cause I can't get through to youSo what's it gonna beTell me can you hear me?Can ya hearI'm so sick of it,Your attention deficitNever listen, never listen.I'm so sick of it,So I'll throw another fitNever listen, never listen.I scream your name,It always stays the same.I scream and shout,So what I'm gonna do nowIs freak the freak out, Hey!Woah oh oh, Woah oh oh,Woah oh oh, Woah oh oh ohWoah oh oh, Woah oh oh,Woah oh oh, Woah oh oh ohEasy come, easy goEasy come, easy go(Can you hear me?)I scream your name,It always stays the same.I scream and shout,So what I'm gonna do nowIs freak the freak out, Hey!Woah oh oh, Woah oh oh,Woah oh oh, Woah oh oh ohWoah oh oh, Woah oh oh,Woah oh oh, Woah oh oh oh(Freak the Freak Out!) [repeats in background until end]I scream your nameBut you never listenNo you never listenBut you never listen
The music faded and I took a couple deep breaths before climbing off the stage and hugging Ivan. Ivan wrapped his arms around my shoulders gently - returning my hug. I glanced over to Alfred and his pleased look was replaced by one of fear and denial, only then had he realized that he'd done it again. He'd forgotten me. Ivan moved to a chair and patted the seat beside him to say 'come sit with me'. I walked over and sat down -not in the chair- in the Russian's lap. I positioned myself so that I could look into his eyes.
Those eyes of his I can't help but love them. They sparkle like dark amethysts under moonlight.
"Grace, do you really love me?" Ivan whispered, he held onto by my waist to make sure I wouldn't slide off his lap. He had the most serious look in his eyes when he asked me that.
"Of course I do," I leaned in further to lay my head on his chest.
Ivan used a gloved hand to tilt my face up to look at his again.
"Then don't leave me," Ivan spoke quietly. I could look into his eyes and see the pain he was in. I must not be the first girl he thought he was in love with. The others must have left him for some reason.
"I know what you're trying to work out in the head of yours. You're trying to figure out why others left me. They left because I'm a monster," He turned his face away from me ashamed.
I lifted a hand to his face and made him look back at me.
"I see no monster. I see a wonderful man, a wonderful country, that I'm in love with, but no monster," I informed him. His eyes were still full of pain.
"I love you, and I always will, Ivan," I pulled myself closer to him. His thick coat made it hard to tell what he was like underneath, but this close I could feel a well sculpted body and feel a strong, steady heartbeat.
"Ya tebya lyublyu," Ivan whispered. He made me look at him again and placed a light kiss on my lips. It was my first kiss, and it ended all to soon.
"Don't leave me," I heard Ivan whisper once more as I laid my head on his chest again. That strong steady heartbeat soon lulled me to sleep.
I woke up to find I was alone in my bed and not in Ivan's lap. I pouted at this. There was a chair beside my bead that hadn't been there before. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and laid a hand in the chair.
It's still warm. Whoever was sittin' here just left.
I ran from my room and down the stairs to the living room where I found Ivan with a false smile on his face and Alfred staring very warily at my Russian boyfriend. I went and sat beside Ivan. A couple moments of silence passed.
"Well, I should probably be leaving now. It's a long flight back to Moscow, da?" Ivan said as he began to stand up.
"Oh, Alfred cain't he stay here? It'll be nearly eight in the mornin' 'fore there's a flight! Cain't he just stay the night?" I pleaded, holding onto Ivan's arm and looking at Alfred while I spoke.
"I suppose, but in the morning if there's one reason for me to suspect something happened between you two he will never set foot in this house again and you will never see him again. Understood?" Alfred actually sounded like a protective older brother when he said that.
"Don' worry nothin's happenin' tonight, I'm to tired," I assured him. I ran over and hugged Alfred, "Thanks."
I grabbed Ivan by the arm and rushed up to the fifth floor where all the guest rooms were. I opened the door to the most luxurious room we had. It was covered in royal purple and gold with a living area, small kitchen, bathroom, and of course a bed.
Ivan began to take off his coat, gloves, and scarf. Underneath that he wore a white formal shirt and tan pants just a shade darker than the long coat he always wore. He was preparing to go to bed. As he took off each piece of clothing he folded it neatly and laid in on the couch. Soon he had shed all his clothing save his black boxers. His body really is muscular, his arms thick with muscles, his legs were strong, his abs rock-hard and well defined. I could very easily say he almost turned me on by just undressing but his marvelous body might just push me over the edge! He caught me staring at him from head to toe and grabbed my hands and pulled me backwards until we flopped onto the bed. Landed on top of him with my legs straddling him. If this didn't look suggestive what did?! He pulled me down and our lips connected again. His mouth moved and I felt his tongue caress my bottom lips asking for entrance. I gingerly opened my mouth, not quite sure of what would happen next. His tongue shot into my mouth and began exploring it, while his hands were busy exploring my body. He traced my subtle curves - I didn't have large breasts nor a very sexy ass but Ivan didn't seem to care. He traced a hand down my spine with the lightest of touches, this excited a moan form deep in my throat. Soon we broke for air from our kiss. I panted and moaned as Ivan continued to find ways to turn me on. I began to claw me nails up and down his back. He was pushing me over the edge, I could feel the pressure building inside of me and I could tell Ivan actually wasn't much better off than I. I could see the bulge in his boxers.
"I-Ivan, we have to stop. A-Alfred will," I could barely speak for all my moaning.
"Da, but come back to Russia with me and we'll finish what we started," Ivan suggested, his voice husky from being so aroused. I rolled off him.
"Sounds like a plan," I returned.
Okay so maybe that M rating started a little this chapter. This wasn't how I originally wrote the end of this chapter. In the original it stopped at the kiss but I got a little over excited and continued it further. But we'll get to a real lemon next chapter. Please review! I love seeing what people think about my stories! Woot! I broke 1800 words this chapter! Well I broke 2000 with my author's notes. But I don't count those.