Ch 3: Quickie

"Why are you crying Ravis~ my little Latvia…"Ivan was petting the boy's hair. If listening closely Ravis could hear a 'NO!' coming from downstairs.

"M-M-M-Mister Russia…I-I-I-I" He paused rubbing his eyes and trying to gain control of his stutter. "I'm sorry…"

"You didn't do anything wrong." Ivan chided him childishly. A dark aura began to fill the room. "Did you?"

Ravis closed his eyes trying to block out the terror running through him. He managed to choke out, "N-n-n-n-no…." and stilled as Ivan stroked his cheek.

"Then this isn't a punishment." He kissed him again, gently. Ravis shuddered, too afraid to speak what was on his mind. Ivan's hands began to wander, one making it under his shirt and jacket. It stroked and pinched the boy's nipples, teasing him. Ravis winced and turned his head away so he wouldn't have to look. "You're still shaking… all I want is a kiss." These words were followed by a smile.

"Y-Y-Y-Y-Yes M-Mister Russia." he quietly responded, and turned to face Ivan, his eyes still looking to the floor. Ivan whipped the tears away.

"I've never hurt you…why are you so untrusting?" He kissed once more, gently. Ravis stayed unmoving, trying to hold the tears fighting to run down his cheeks back. "You're still shaking…you must be cold." He pushed the Latvian back onto the bed. He nodded, mind in a fog, trying to block what it knew was coming and scrambled back.

Ivan pulled his gloves off, quickly followed by his shirt and coat. He moved close, forcing Ravis to be trapped by the headboard. Then he began slowly stripping Ravis.

He began to shiver from Ivan's cold touch. "P-P-P-Please…R-R-R-Russia…"

"Ivan, Ravis. I want you to use my real name." He took his fingers and wet them with the tears trailing down Ravis' face. The boy nodded, wondering what Ivan was doing.

"Y-Y-Y-Yes M-M-M-Mister…."Quietly he corrected himself. "I-i-ivan…" Ivan continued to stroke gently making it as unsexual as possible. His hands roamed, gently playing with Ravis as he made it like a massage, urging Ravis to relax. After a few moments the Latvian did so, the fear in him still running rampid as he scrambled to understand what was going to happen.

Ivan's voice purred, "That's better Da? You're like a little rabbit."

"I-I-If you s-s-s-say so…." One of Ivan's hands petted his hair to keep him calm, while the other thrusted itself in lubed with Ravis' shed tears. Ravis screamed in pain, jerking in Ivan's arms.

"Sshhh…" He kissed Ravis' neck and scissored his fingers inside the boy, who continued to cry out, shaking even harder. "You wouldn't want your brothers to hear would you? That would be a shame…" He added a third finger, further stretching him. The Latvian sucked in a deep breath and fell silent, except for an occasional whine in pain. Ivan ravaged his mouth, kissing hungrily before he extracted his fingers as Ravis' breathing was let out, hoping that the Russian was done.

He laid the Latvian back gently and kissed down, leaving bite marks and bruises. The boy looked up at the ceiling, wondering what he did to invoke god's wrath. Ivan licked further down, kissing they boys tip gently before he sat up, massaging Ravis' shaft. Keeping Ravis busy, Ivan moved the boy's legs back.

Ravis moaned in pained pleasure, ass still sore from the night before. Ivan thumbed his slit, causing another moan to come from Ravis' parted lips. "You like this, Da?" Ravis began to cry once more, biting his bottom lip to keep silent. "Ravis…you're just as much a whore as your brother." With saying this, the man thrusted in, slowly drawing out the pain. Ravis cried out loudly, and then bit his lip harder, forcing the cries back down his throat. "I like hearing you moan." Ivan whispered, trying to torment him. Ravis stayed silent though, closing his eyes in an effort to block out the pain.

Ivan had other plans. He thrust harder, wanting to hear the pained cries torn from the younger's throat. Only when Ivan had moved the boy's arms back, forcing him to arc into the man's movements, did the scream surface.

Ivan continued biting the Latvian's neck. Ravis didn't have the will to stay silent any longer, his cries echoed through the stone halls. "Toris said he'd do anything to save you, didn't he?" Ivan asked, and all Ravis could do was nod. He prayed for it to be over.

Ivan kissed him, drawing it out, leaving the boy hanging on his words. When finished with the kiss, he whispered, voice deep, "He wouldn't take this for you Ravis…he gave you to me." As if to add an exclamation point to those words, he came hard in the poor boy's body.

It took a second for the words to impact him, but when they did, new tears fell. His eyes were wide, "T-T-Toris….h-h-he'd never.."

The Russian interrupted him. "Are you sure?" His hands continued to stroke Ravis as he pulled out, rubbing his back, and he smirked as the younger boy flinched away. Chuckling as he went, the Russian dressed and left Ravis to his nightmare room once more.