A.N./ Just a warning beforehand, this will contain cannibalism, though, I'm not entirely sure it can be classified as such.
Alfred sat up in bed. He couldn't sleep not when he had heard Ivan say that he would gladly fuck him. The words left an odd feeling echoing inside of his head. They resounded against the walls over and over again falling down into the bottom of his brain only to be brought up again.
He stared at Ivan awkwardly. He lay sleeping and he looked peaceful enough. He would occasionally grunt and turn over leaving Alfred to look at his back or his front depending on the way he turned.
He sighed and ran a hand through his matted hair. He needed to shower. He stunk and he was sure of it. He had no way to contact his boss though so that meant no shower. He smiled as Ivan turned and threw an arm around his waist. This was gonna be fun.
He quickly stripped himself of all clothing and as much as it was fucking freezing he bore it. He pulled Ivan's shirt over his head and tossed it. Nothing like a practical joke to fuck with a commie's mind.
He undid his pants and took his dick out blushing a little. It was all for the sake of a joke. His coat was thrown over both of them and he tried to settle down for sleep.
Ivan woke up early in the morning freezing cold. He wondered if it had snowed and that's why he was cold. He had continued to wonder this when he saw that Alfred was naked beside him.
"Funny… I don't remember doing anything with him…" He stared for a few more moments. Water and food were required.
A sudden noise rang through the house. It was sharp and biting screaming in the house that should have long ago been empty.
He stood covering Alfred more with his coat and then putting on his shirt before tucking himself away blushing. He walked to the edge of the stairs. He could hear the voices of children downstairs. He took a step at a time trying not to alert them to his presence.
He ended at the bottom of the stair and looked to see three men and two little girls. He leaned against the wall watching them.
The men were discussing something in low voices and he could not make out what they were saying. The two children were able to be heard, but he did not understand what language they were speaking.
The little girls wore sundresses and had their hair tied back in pig tails like they were trying to mock each other as a mirror. He just stared at them thinking how odd their choice of clothing was.
The men's voices grew louder and more distinctively Russia. His mother tongue had never sounded as cruel as their voices had when they resonated throughout the halls.
"We rape them and kill them. This place is long abandoned. No one will know!" The man with a beard was saying. He was the ring leader of the two. He had a crooked nose and slits for eyes that were black little lines on his pale colored face. Broad shoulders and a skinny waist. He looked magnificently deformed like that.
"Kill?! You never said anything about killing!" The other man had large doe eyes that looked like they needed to be ripped from his skull. He was balding and his skin looked like paper. He was much too thin.
"They've seen our faces! They can't live!" Ivan grew bored of their conversation. The two children and their kidnappers had nothing to do with him, but he was sure if Alfred woke up then he would definitely want to save the girls. He smirked and walked out into the living room.
"Gentleman, leave now. I care not what you're doing here, but this is my house and you are intruding." He stood in front of the smaller male. The man trembled slightly and looked to his comrade in fear.
"The fuck do you want?!" He licked his lips. Alfred would surely hear them if they were too loud.
"You to leave or suffer the consequences." The bearded man leapt at him. He smiled and grabbed ahold of him and hugged him tightly. It was an odd form of embrace, but he tightened his arms waiting for a sickening crack that came with a broken bone.
"GAH!" The man screamed as he was crushed by Ivan's arms. Ivan was just loving it as he let out those blood curdling yelps. It was so delightful!
"Let him go!" The thin man yelled at him tugging at his arms. Ivan could hear Alfred walking down the steps. He quickly snapped the other man's back laughing.
Alfred stood in the door way of the living room watching them. A strange feeling had washed over him. He felt no reason to help the man Ivan was torturing. He just stared at the scene as the men screamed. He looked over and saw two children looking extremely frightened.
He walked over to the little girls and asked in English, "Would you like to stay for dinner?"
They stared at him in awe not saying a word. He wondered if they spoke Russian instead. He would have tried it if they didn't grab ahold of him when Ivan lunged at the twig of a man.
He watched as he hit the man several times. He beat him to death and Alfred just stood and watched. He smiled when Ivan finished.
"Well, well, well!" He declared in glee having an idea come to his head. They would survive this month yet.
Ivan looked at him like he had grown two head and barked. He laughed and pets the little girls' heads.
"Looks like dinner is already caught. Go skin it." He licked his lips and led the girls to the floor beside the fireplace. He was only wearing Ivan's coat.
"You want us to eat humans?" Ivan stared at him in obvious shock. Alfred just nodded and petted the girls' head. He grabbed some fire wood and threw it in the fire place.
"Now go on. The little ones look hungry." He lit the fire and Ivan took the men into the kitchen were Alfred assumed he was skinning the new meat.
"Little ones, tell me your names." The two girls just stared at him. They did not speak English. He just sighed and shook his head. How annoying. He would have to give them away as soon as possible though he knew of not a soul to take them.
He pet their hair warming up by the fire.
Ivan skinned the humans. They were his humans. A part of him. He was going to eat them. He suddenly felt sick to his stomach.
Ivan cut slices of the meat off in slabs and brought them to Alfred. He made a disgusted face.
"I don't want to eat them." He said it quietly and Alfred just looked at him.
"You'll set a bad example for the kids. You're going to eat them." Ivan just stared and handed them meat over to Alfred who took it and placed it on sticks. The two little girls were curled up to him like he was their new mother. Ivan knew it to be impossible for Alfred to be a mother, but he thought the sight was cute.
"They don't speak Russian." He stated and sat behind Alfred.
"They don't speak English either. It will be difficult to communicate with them." Ivan nodded and wrapped his arms around Alfred's waist.
"We can't keep them, Ivan." He just nodded again as the two girls had laid their heads in Alfred's lap contently.
"They'll be too much to feed and take care of." He laughed lightly.
"I'm being serious here." Alfred leaned back into his embrace.
"Then, let's keep them. In a month we'll bring them to America." He snuggled his head into Alfred's neck.
"Already here!" He laughed and his mouth watered. The meat smelled delicious.
He stopped petting the girls' heads and pulled the meat out of the fire. It was a bit hot to the touch, but he bore with it and ripped it into handing a slice to each girl.
The girls ate it greedily and he handed another slice to Ivan then took one for himself. It tasted divine considering how hungry he was. The little girls must have been hungry as well seeing as how they devoured it so quickly.
"You really want to keep them?" He nibbled at the meat.
"I do." Alfred nodded and stared down at the girls. He felt somewhat protective over them. They were so cute and small.
"In a month we'll give them to social services." Ivan nodded and he could feel it on his neck. He didn't really want to make the girls leave. They were cute little things…
A.N./ Oh cannibalism! Good old fashioned cannibalism! My kittens died. It is a saddening thought. I'm getting a new one! Fleas are not good for kittens. Learned my hamster doesn't like rammstein and my rats do. They fell asleep to them. Sorry for the delayed update… Suppose I wasn't in the mood to write, but it's all good now. Leave reviews and it will make me happy.