WARING NON CON!

"Are you trying to tell me that you let Gilbert sabotaged our deal with our Mexico friends, how could one of my most deadly killers let this happen, huh?" Ivan said as he gave a childlike smile to the scared man in front of him. The other man looked away from the smile, because he knew the insane look that the Russians man's stare was giving him.

"It was a s-surprise a-attack s-sir" he said as he watched his boss walk towards him with a metal pipe in his hand. "What did he take?" Ivan asked as he used the pipe to stroke the man's face, hinting at the danger that could happen if something good doesn't come out of his mouth.

"He took all of the drugs, g=guns and poison, nearly 70 percent of everything we were going to give the Mexicans mafia…. But there is a way we can get it all back; I have an idea if you want to l-listen to it… But we could kidnap his brother, Ludwig. But only if you want b-boss" he said as he feared for his life, then he passed a picture of the brother to Ivan.

Ivan lowered the pipe to the other person's stomach as he strikes down hard, making the other fall over in pain. "You're lucky I am in a good mood and don't decide to kill you, da?" Ivan said as he picked up the picture that was no splattered with blood. "He is pretty good looking, I wonder if I can keep him as some toy! That would be fun" Ivan said as he left the room, leaving the man in agony.

(Hour later)

Ivan walked to Gilbert's house, he knew from his spies that Gilbert was away getting drunk at some bar, and he wouldn't be home to see his brother taken away from him. Ivan knocked on the door, making sure to hide his pipe behind him as he waited for Ludwig to open the door.

Ludwig was alone at home again. His brother went out to drink something, so he decided just to sit down, read a book and relax, until his brother would call him totally drunk to pick him up. He smiled lightly at the thought of his brother. Even if he was sometimes really annoying, he loved him more than anything else.

So much that he also closed his eyes for his deeds or, how his brother called it, his job. Even if his job made it even harder for him. On the one hand he fought against people like his brother, on the other hand...well he was his brother, and what else could he say. Gilbert cared for him his whole life and was always there for him since he was able to think.

Ludwig sat down on the couch and turned on the TV, but was bored of it fast, so he decided to read a book. Just when he decided for a book, someone knocked at his door. Who could that be? Definitely not Gilbert.

He grumbled quietly, laid the book on the table again and went to the door to open it. He was dressed in his usual things, so a t-shirt and jeans and, like always, he wore his dog-tags. He never put them off, not even if he took a shower or went to sleep. He looked at the man in front of him. "Hello...?", he said with a stern look at him.

Ivan looked up when he finally heard the door open to see a dazzling handsome man standing in front of him; Ivan licked his lips as he looked at the sight in front of him. The man was wearing tight jeans, a white shirt and some dog togs around his neck, which showed Ivan that he was a military man, which would make breaking him a lot more fun.

Ivan gave Ludwig a childish smile before getting his pipe and banging it on his head, making the German crumple before him. Ivan kept on smiling as he turned around and informed two of his workers to pick the man up and bring him into the car. After placing him in the car and driving home, a place he lived in where no one knew about for his own safety.

Ivan had let his workers leave the car a few miles before entering anywhere near his house, he knew what people like them were like. If they knew where he lived then they would tell all his enemies, so he knew that he could never trust anyone. Ivan parked the car as he picked up the man bridal style as he carried him inside and laid him down on the couch, and then Ivan went to lock the door.

But a few minutes later when he turned around, he was surprised to see that Ludwig had woken up and was standing in front of him looking confused and angry. Ludwig must be strong to wake up after an attack like that; Ivan smirked as he wondered what other pain the other would be able to stand…

Ludwig looked at him, when he noticed the sudden move. When He wanted to do something, it was already too late. He felt a sharp pain in his head and everything around him went black.

After a while he woke up again. He looked around, noticing that he was in an unknown apartment, on a strangers couch. He felt that a bit blood was running down his temple. He slowly stood up and heard footsteps coming closer to him. He looked around, to find something he could use for a fight, but it was too late.

He stared angry at the other man. The same guy, who knocked at his door. "What am I doing here? Why am I here?", he said in a sharp voice. Oh god damn it. The most of the time he had a gun with him and this time he hadn´t. But honestly, who would expect that someone knocks at your door in the evening and knocks you out, before you can even ask who he is

Ivan moved towards the angry man standing in front of him as he gave him a smile, as he started to stroke his hair in a way that showed dominance, and made the other feel like a dog or a pet.

"You are here because of your idiotic brother ruining my drug deals; initially I wanted to swap you over in exchange for my items back but…." Ivan said while he used his hand to stroke the others cheek, before wrapping his other hand around Ludwig's waist, and pulling him closer towards him.

Their faces were inches apart, Ivan smiled when he saw the German starting to feel uncomfortable and trying to struggle out of the Russians grasp.

"… But now that I have seen you and your glorious body that is screaming for pain and pleasure that can only be given by me, how can I ever think of giving you away to that stupid brother of yours?" Ivan said as he then pressed his lips down into a harsh kiss; it wasn't gentle or a loving kiss. It was full of dominance and pain.