Please… (Don't) Remember Me
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Warning:
THIS CHAPTER IS SMUT!
And some typographical errors, out of character, bad narrations, English is not my mother's tongue, don't judge my english you grammar nazi
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A Hetalia FanFiction
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Pairing:
RusIndo
(Russia x Indonesia)
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Kindly leave me a review, alright?
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"Wait… You seriously wanted to marry me?" The slightly-tanned male asked in disbelief. The russian nodded his head, a wide smile plastered on his face.
"God. But Ivan… We're countries. And a far one, on top of that…" Indonesia said, staring at his lover.
"You can leave your country to Kirana. It's time for her to stand on her own, da?" Russia replied with a smile. The indonesian stayed silent for a second, before he hugged the taller male.
"…Thanks. Я любю тебя, Россия."
"Да." Russia replied, hugging back the smaller male.
It's been a month. Indonesia now never visited Russia, since his twin does all of those international visits now beside him.
Well, it's not like Indonesia really missed that person.
…Actually, he is.
"Already a month, huh…? Time sure flies so fast." He mumbled lowly, before shaking his head lightly and started to do the paperworks that scattered on his table again.
"Wait, you can't just barge in—"
"I want to meet him, just for awhile—"
Oh, now what is those ruckus outside his room?
"…That voice seemed familiar…" He mumbled, blinking his eyes for a few times. The room door suddenly opened, revealing a tall man with platinum hair that was familiar on his eyes.
"Indonesiya!" The taller male called out, making the said male flinched. Russia? Why is he here?
"I'm sorry brother, I keep telling him to not bother you but—" Kirana stopped, when Indonesia raised his hand.
"It's fine, Kirana. I'll talk to him… You can leave." He said, smiling towards his twin. The female stayed silent for awhile, before nodding her head and leaves the room, not forgetting to closing the door.
Indonesia stood up from his chair, before walked towards the russian. He looked up a bit, the same cold gaze he throw to the other.
"Why are you here?" He asked. Russia didn't replied, instead he hugged the smaller male not so tightly.
"You're not visiting me for a month… I miss you…"
Please stop saying those words.
"Russia, you're not a child. I don't have time to visit you once or twice in a month." Indonesia sighed, trying to calm his heartbeat.
"Why are you avoiding me?"
Hearing that question, Indonesia startled. Why did he asked that suddenly? The slightly-tanned male tried to calm himself down, before replied.
"I'm not avoiding you, Russia."
"Yes, you are!" Russia replied immediately, releasing the hug and grabbed both of the smaller male's shoulders. His violet eyes looked straight to his brownish orbs, an unreadable emotions can be seen inside those purplish eyes.
"You are— no, you were avoiding me. Why…?" He asked, his tone of speaking almost like pleading.
Don't ask me that question, Ivan.
"I'm not…"
"Don't look away from me. Look at my eyes, Indonesiya." The russian said, his hand cupping the other male's cheek and forces him to look at him back.
"Tell me. Why you look like this? Everytime I asked you the same question…" Russia stopped for a second, leaning his face a bit.
"…You looked like you want to cry…"
Because it hurts me too much only looking at your face.
"I'm not crying. Some dusts gets inside my eyes." He lied, rolling his eyes away.
"And back off. You're too close."
Russia didn't budge. Instead, he's inching his face closer, until both of their foreheads touched.
"Ivan…"
"Answer my question, Putra."
The said male once again flinched. Did he just said his human name?
"Okay, I'll answer it. You don't remember who I am, and it hurts me so much when you said you forget about me." Indonesia said, closing both of his eyes. Tears once again start flooding on his eyes.
"Then make me remember. After hearing stories from sestra, I want to know once again what season we both spend together." Russia said, his thumb wiped the other male's tears gently.
If only I could turn back time…
"It's useless, Russia." The indonesian shook his head lightly, opening both of his eyes again.
"You can't remember me. It's better for you to forget about me, and find someone better." He said again, before a kiss was landed on his forehead.
"Sestra said I proposed you."
Both of those brownish eyes widens. He looked at Russia, who was touching his forehead again on his.
"Russia…"
The russian stayed silent. Indonesia closed both of his eyes again, tears falling down like a stream from his eyes. The taller man planted a kiss on the other's lips softly, as he pushed the smaller lad on the table. Those paperworks immediately scattered on the floor, as the kiss turned into a heated one that filled with lust.
"Ivan—" Indonesia called out, his hands now wrapping around the taller one's neck. Russia grabbed the brunette's back head, deepening the kiss as he pushed Indonesia down to the table, making the smaller lad lying down on the table. The kiss lasted for awhile, until Russia stopped and inching his face away for a bit.
"No, we can't do this—" he whined, but the russian didn't listen. Instead, his gloved hands grabbed the side of Indonesia's head, tilting it slightly and planted another kiss. Some muffled moans can be heard, as now Russia's hand is slicking Indonesia's bangs away to seen more of his face. He released the kiss, with a slight ragged breath.
"Простите меня." The russian mumbled. Somehow it kinda turns him on looking at this smaller male, with a reddenish face and crying face, mixed together. His thumb wiped those tears away, as he kissed Indonesia's scars and his right eye softly.
"But I can't stand it when I'm around you." He said again, as his hand untied the bandage that wrapped around the other's neck. He forced Indonesia to tilt his head to side, before his lips starts to attack his sensitive spot. He licked and nipped that tanned skin, sometimes kissing the scars on his neck softly.
The smaller man moaned softly. He startled, before closing his mouth with one of his hands. Russia noticed this, as his other hand grabbing Indonesia's hand, taking it off away from his mouth.
"Don't hold it. Please… Let me hear you." The russian pleaded, with slightly pink-tinted cheeks. The indonesian stayed silent, before he gritted his teeth lightly. Russia's other hand is unbuttoning Indonesia's brown vest, and his white shirt. After he unbutton it, his hand wanders around his chest, his fingers rubbing the other's bud teasingly.
"Noo— not there—" Indonesia whined. Russia shivered for a second, and somehow his sadist side are being triggered. His hand flicked the perked bud, earning a moan from the smaller lad. A smirk plastered on Russia's face, before his lips kissed Indonesia's shoulder blades and moving down to his chest— and to his abandoned bud. His lips kissed the other nipple while his hand teasingly playing with it, earning more moans from the slightly-tanned male.
Did he really has a lover this cute?
Russia licked his nipple, swirling his tongue around it. Indonesia released more moan, arching his back a bit. Those moans really turned him on, and even himself can't believe there's a man that can be sensitive like a woman.
"How cute." Russia chuckled lightly, as his hand pinched the other's nipple, and now he used both of his hands to play with those perked buds.
"Quit teasing me." Indonesia hissed with a face that looked red, almost like a tomato. The russian only smiled, before he stripped the male underneath him. Both of those brownish eyes widens, and when he's about to cover himself, Russia tied both of his arms with his scarf.
"Don't rip this, or I'll be mad." The taller male said with a smile. Indonesia snorted, before a loud moan escaped from his lips when his sensitive parts down there is being rubbed.
"I guess it's not safe here, da?" Russia said, smirking. The smaller male whined, wanting to be touched.
"Tell me, where are your room?" He asked, before pulling Indonesia to his embrace.
"Out from this room… Turn left, at the end of the hall— the right one." Indonesia said while panting. Russia frowned a bit with a slight blush, before he carried Indonesia on his shoulder, walking to just like the smaller male said.
As he enters the room, he throws the smaller male on the bed, locking the door. Indonesia winced because of the pain, and shocked when founding Russia is stripping himself. His brown eyes looked at those pretty muscular body, and flinched when hearing the other chuckled.
"Like what you see, Putra?"
Your abs, dumbass.
"Nothing." Indonesia turned his head away, and the next second he was pinned down once again.
"Ivan—" right when he's about to say something, his lips are once again being captured. The smaller lad closed both of his eyes, melting into the kiss. Russia's hand wanders on the stomach of the person that underneath him, as he unbuckled those brown pants and pulled it away, throwing it somewhere forgotten.
"You're so cute…" Russia whispered in a husky voice, right beside the indonesian's ear. Indonesia pushes the bigger male away from him a bit, and flinched when his lower parts are being touched once again. The brunette bit his lower lip, trying to surpress all of his moans.
"Holding your voice again?" The platinum-haired one asked, frowning in annoyance.
"I told you, we shouldn't do this… We're not lovers." Indonesia said, almost like whispering.
"You are my lover. Sestra already told me everything, Indonesiya. There's no use for lying to me." Russia said, his lips is kissing the other's chest, earning some muffled moans.
"Please make me remember you. I want to know you more, just like before."
After some touching and kissing, the russian blowed a short sigh. He entered one of his fingers, as the other male yelped and muffled his moan on the pillow. Russia smirked, adding more digits and starts moving his fingers, scretching Indonesia's hole.
The brunette raised his head slightly, whining for the russian to stop teasing him. The said male only shook his head, and smiled.
"If I don't prepare you well, you'll scream in pain, and I don't want that." Russia said.
"I thought you were a sadist or something…" Indonesia mumbled with a ragged breath, and a loud moan escaped from his lips when the other fingers touched a certain spot.
"Ngh— Russia—" the slightly-tanned male whined. Russia noticed this, as his fingers tries to poke that spoke again. The brunette moaned again, when that spot keep being poked.
"I guess you're prepared." The russian said, as he positioned himself and starts entering slowly. Some whining of pain can be heard, but Russia keeps pushing himself until he's fully inside.
"God, you're tight." The platinum-haired said, before his violet eyes noticed that the male beneath him are trembling.
"Indonesiya…" He called out, his hand tracing on the smaller male's back, touching the burn mark softly. Russia flipped the position, as now Indonesia is facing him. The brunette was blushing hardly, and he immediately covered his face. Russia chuckled, as he removed both of those arms away.
"Don't hide your face. Let me see." He said. Indonesia stayed silent, and startled when both of his tied hands are being pinned.
"I'll move, okay?"
The indonesian gulped. He nodded his head slowly, and shivered when the russian starts moving in slow speed. Some pain and pleasure mixed together, but that pain immediately gone after a few seconds. The brunette moved his hips, as he moaned. Russia noted this, as he starts to taking his speed. He thrusted from different angles, trying to search the same spot which he hit with his fingers.
"Ah— ah! Ah! Nggh— ah!" Countless moans escaped the tanned male's lips. Russia putted both of Indonesia's hips on his shoulders, thrusting more deeper as he could. The indonesian whined, before he pulled Russia's neck and kissed him, trying to muffle his moans. The kiss turned into a heated one, as Russia's hand once again wanders on the other chest. His hand went to the perked bud, pinching it or rubbing it teasingly.
"Rus—" Indonesia whined a bit, as the kiss stopped. Russia stopped thrusting, making the smaller male whined. He pulled Indonesia up to his embrace, as he started to move his hips again. The brunette moaned, and also moved his hips in sync with the russian.
"Nyah—! Russia, right there—!" Indonesia whined, when his sensitive spot is being hit.
"Here—?" Russia asked in a low tone, hitting the same spot again and again. His thrust became more faster and deeper each seconds, and the tanned male shuddered when a certain sensations knotted in his stomach.
"I-I can't hold it anymore—" Indonesia whined right beside Russia's ear, making the russian frowned slightly. He hugged the smaller male, as he whispered right beside Indonesia's ear.
"Say my human name, Putra." He whispered, making the said male shudder. He's close to his climax, as the brunette hugged the russian back.
"Ivan—" he whispered, before he arched his back and raised his head.
"Ivan— ah! I can't take it anymore!" Indonesia said loudly, as he yelled the russian's human name when he reached his limits.
"Hold on—" Russia thrusted a bit more, before he spilled all of his seeds inside him while saying the indonesian's human name.
Both of them panted heavily, as they fall down to the bed. Russia pulled out, as his violet eyes looked at the owner of those brownish orbs, panting heavily with a reddenish face.
"Indonesiya…" He called out softly, before kissed the other male forehead.
"Я любю тебя."
Indonesia didn't say a thing. He closed both of his eyes, before slowly drifted to sleep.
God, if this is a dream, please let me dream longer.
—To Be Continued—
Author:
Finally! This chapter's done. This story only got three chapters only, fam.
Anyhow, the next chapter contains character deaths, so…
Pleasedontkillmeokay.