Himayura Hidekaz owns Hetalia.
Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!
More non-con...
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Alfred sat on the couch and turned around so he could watch Ludwig talk on the phone. Even though he couldn't understand what he was saying, he was still excited. His face perked up once Ludwig hung up, and the German smiled at him.
"I got kind of good news. Bad, but good. They have a person with the same description I gave them."
"Mattie!" Alfred screamed out without thinking. Once the situation DID sink in, so did his heart.
"They are giving us a week to get him, which is perfect, because it shouldn't take mein bruder* more than a few days, maybe, to get here. Of course, I still need to talk to him, but he's always willing to help out. Well, most of the time..."
"Can we see if he's okay before then?"
"I'm afraid not. Not until we buy him." Ludwig picked up the phone again to call his brother.
Alfred sat back and hugged his knees while the other man was talking. 'Mattie... Are you okay? I'll kill them if they hurt you!' He perked up again when he heard the phone being put down.
"I was right. My brother will be here within three days. He said one, but..." He sighed. "Anyway, you will need to use your body to pay back the debt."
Alfred nodded slowly. "W... Would I need to start now?"
Ludwig shook his head. "I'd get more practice in while we wait for Gilbert- my brother, first."
He's eyebrow twitched. "You seem to have more sex than a prostitute."
"In America, maybe." Ludwig walked up to the couch and sat down on it. "You don't have to. I'm just saying that it might be a good idea. I can pick up more "jobs," and..." He smirked with the new thought in his head. "We can put on shows."
"Shows?" What kind of shows..?" Alfred asked in suspicion.
"Sexual, of course. I don't think I want to risk your life on fighting, so sex is the best way to go."
"Germans are perverts..."
"Everybody is a pervert, eventually."
"I..." Alfred's face started flushing red. "I-I... Maybe I should try again, now that my stomach is empty... For practice."
"You don't have to. I'm not really in the mood for a second round... Though, you may have to give lap dances."
'Yeah, right. You probably just want me to embarrass myself.' Alfred rolled his eyes. "Do you know how to give one?"
"I know how a girl gives one to a guy..."
"Would that work?" Ludwig shrugged, and Alfred sighed and put his head back. "Then I'll have to learn how to do it for another man. What I do for family."
"You and me, both."
Alfred's eyes widen. He stood up and gritted his teeth together. "We do NOT have something in common!"
Ludwig chuckled at Alfred's childish subborness. "We both have blond hair, blue eyes, are males, and needs glasses, at least sometimes. That's four right there, plus we care about and would do anything for, our families. That's five."
Alfred clenched his fists in frustration. "Well... We can't help the fact that we are both blond, blue eyed males, or that our eyesight is bad."
"You're right." Ludwig raised an eyebrow. "What a strange coincidence..."
"Yeah... Is your brother a twin?"
"No. Why? Is yours?" Alfred nodded. Ludwig chuckled at that, confusing Alfred. "Lovino's brother is his twin."
Alfred shook his head sarcastically and raised his arms up above his head. "Of course he is! Oh, and is he the older by seconds?"
"That, I do not know."
Alfred sighed. "Do you want to know something weird? My brother was actually born on the day before me. It was like... A couple of minutes before midnight when he was born, and then I was born after midnight."
Ludwig was quiet for some awkward seconds. He didn't know what to say. Finally he decided with something simple. "...Really? When... Is your birthday?"
"Yes, really. I have proof, but that's all the way in America." He sighed sadly and sat back down. "My birthday, and this is even more amazing, is on the fourth of July."
"Fourth of July..." He repeated. "America won some war or something on that day, right?"
"Yes, against the British. Because of that... No, nevermind."
"What? I want to know."
"Nevermind!" Alfred growled in anger. "I'm going... To take a nap." He stood up to leave the room, but he was brought back down by the sleeve of his shirt. Ludwig held him.
"What is it that you were going to say?"
Alfred started squirming around. "Why do you care so much!?"
"I care because you changed your mind at the last second, so now I am very curious to know what you were going to say."
"My middle name is "Freedom!" Alfred was holding back tears.
"Was that all?"
"Let go of me!" He started scratching up Ludwig's arms.
Ludwig threw Alfred onto the floor and got on top of his back. "Don't tell me what to do..." He hissed in Alfred's ear.
"Get off of me!" He gasped when Ludwig pressed against him.
"No. I like you better this way. Under me, squirming around to get free..." He started grinding against Alfred's ass.
"No... I'm tired. I just want to take a nap."
Ludwig held Alfred's head to the floor while his other hand slid his pants and underwear to expose a round ass, with a scar on one of the cheeks. He squeezed the unscarred cheek.
"I love your ass. It's so round and perfect." He spanked it on the word "perfect," making Alfred yelp.
"No, don't, don't..." He shook his head. "Give me a break."
"I think you are forgetting two words."
"Give me a break, please, uh... Please... Thanks?"
"Please, master." Ludwig corrected.
There was a hard, covered groin pressing against him, but the only way to get rid of that preasure, was to give in and call this man he hardly knew "master."
"Please... Ludwig, please... Just..."
"I want your ass, Alfred." Ludwig licked the back of Alfred's ear.
"Please, let me t-take some time to myself, alone... M-Master..."
Ludwig smirked in victory. "You finally call me "master." He unzipped and pulled down his pants and boxers. Alfred started squirming again.
"N-No, wait a second! What are you doing?! I did what you wanted! Let me go!"
"I never said that I would let you go if you called me "master."
Alfred's eyes widen. "Y-You bast-ah!" He cried out when Ludwig forcefully pushed inside, with no lubricant. The only fingering was at least an hour ago, when Ludwig changed his mind and instead, wanted a blow job. "Get out!"
"Does it hurt?"
"G-Get out of me, now!" He screamed again when Ludwig pushed in forcefully.
"Stop giving me orders!"
This went on for what seemed like forever to Alfred, but not enough time for Ludwig. Alfred found no pleasure in that. There was no gentleness. He was bleeding. He couldn't move.
"Get up and clean yourself out."
Alfred tried getting up, but pain shot up his spine from his ass, and he went back down. Ludwig sighed and carried him into the bathroom.
"I need you to be clean for my brother." He started a bath. "You can take up to three hours." He removed Alfred's clothes. "Of course, I will check in after every half." He placed the boy into the tub, who groaned in pain.
"Mattie..."
"You will see him sometime within the week. I promise."
"Good. I want to be alone right now." Ludwig nodded and left him. He sighed and tried relaxing. 'What happened to me?'
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"Mein bruder" - "My brother"