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Ivan's Kiss [5/10]

[anonymous]

“Huh?” He had gotten distracted, and Ivan attacked, violently sweeping the German up high so their vision was equal before he crushed their lips together with a bruising force, his tongue instantly thrusting into his mouth and making Ludwig let out a muffled cry, shocked. His legs were kicked out and he fell to his knees, Ivan crouching over him, kissing him with such force, he thought he was going to pass out. He momentarily thrashed in his arms, not used to such long kisses, when Ivan broke with a wet, sloppy noise, getting Ludwig confused, not even able to conjure a thought. He opened his mouth to speak when he received another breath-taking kiss from the Russian, his head pushed back as a tongue met his in a rapid sweep, sending a jolt of pleasure down his spine. He was thankful he was on his knees, because he would have collapsed if he was standing. Ivan was making him dizzy from a single kiss.

He clung to the Russian as he was completely dominated, that tongue twisting over his, the lack of breath he was experiencing now enjoyable. Ludwig didn't know if he was passing out simply from the lack of air or from the pleasure he was receiving; maybe just a combination of both factors, but he began to claw at Ivan's back and the Russian released his swollen lips, prompting a harsh gasp from him before his mouth was enveloped again, his knees giving way so he fell on his ass, the Russian towering over him, forcing their kiss to become deeper. His leg moved forward to steady himself and it came to rest between the German's legs, who took no time to start to rub against it shamelessly, arching up, drunk on his ally. Ivan released to let out a chuckle, his eyes fixed on Ludwig, who was panting, licking his wet lips, clearly in a state of utter desire.

"You're quite easy to tame, Germany." He smoothed down his hair and Ludwig bit his lip, blushing. It wasn't his fault. There was just something incredible about the way he kissed. Ivan's mouth started to move, obviously kindly mocking him but he didn't want to hear anything. Not because they were insults, he couldn’t care less, but because he just wanted more of those damn kisses. He wanted him to shut up and shove his tongue back down his throat. And him speaking was preventing that. Badly.

A few more words and Ludwig bolted up, crushing his lips against Ivan’s, whining like a young pup in heat as he did. The Russian remained still and let the German try and force his lips open with his weak tongue, letting him struggle to get him to open before he launched them backwards and Ludwig’s head hit the floor roughly, making him yell. His open jaw let Ivan close in and he felt like he was drowning again, the power he was asserting on him so intense that he went slack in his arms, letting Ivan roughly abuse his mouth, pulling at his tongue with his teeth before the thick flesh violated every corner of his mouth.

He couldn’t help but arch against him and be rewarded with the Russian as equally hard pressing back, their hips rolling as Ludwig now struggled to breathe. A small break in the kiss and Ludwig gasped as his legs were spread wider, Ivan’s cold hand ripping the buttons on his uniform off and diving under his shirt to drag his nails over his chest and stomach, feeling the muscles that shuddered under his touch. He was about to say something, but Ludwig couldn’t let him. He didn’t want to hear him talk. It would distract his mouth from giving him more of those sweet kisses, so he tried to force him to let their mouths connect once more. Ivan pulled his head away and avoided the younger Nation’s objective.