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“R-Russia! RUSSIA!”
“My name, Ludwig.”
“I-Ivan! IVAN! Ivannnnn! AHH! IVVAAAAAN!!” He was ripping at the heavy jacket, trying to force the Russian in him more, even though that was impossible. He could already feel his counterpart’s balls slapping against his skin.
“K-kisses! Kiss! More kisses! I-I need more!” He whined. “Oh P-PLEASE! Kiss me, Ivaaaan!”
His begs got a smile to be painted on the Russian’s lips and he was soon drowning once more, unable to tell up from down, left or right, just pure pleasure before that cock knocked against the spot that caused stars bursting in his vision. He didn’t know what he was saying, but Ivan rocked harder against it, thrusting hard until the stars burst in his mind and he released with a wail that was swallowed by a kiss. His body couldn’t stop jerking, mind screaming with relief as he thrashed under the Russian, briefly jerking in pain when Ivan thrust in a bit past the hilt and came deep within his body, making him spill out mewls and strange words from his lips. He couldn’t tell his hips to stop bucking against his ally until the Russian started to pull out and he gripped his waist hard to stop him. Digging his nails deep into the soft, sensitive skin and getting Ludwig to cry more nonsense. Ivan gave his thigh a sharp slap and he started to comply, slowly unclenching to let him get out. He shivered as his vision finally focused on Ivan pulling out, bits of cum drip off his large cock, his hips unconsciously bucking a bit under the grip for more. The Russian looked down at him, completely amused at how.. Improper he was being. He didn’t care. Not after that.
“K-Kiss me.” He begged again, finding his voice. “M-m.. more… k-kiss me more, I-Ivan..” He was completely drunk on him.
Ivan grinned again, a bit of teeth showing before he reached down and harshly slapped his hand on his stomach, rubbing at the fluid he had spilled onto himself. Ludwig whined, his knees bending slightly before he got his wish, the Russian had leaned over and their lips were together once again. Ludwig could hear his logical mind coming back, softly asking him what the hell he was doing when Ivan pulled away, making him shove it away from his current thoughts. He watched him, disappointed, and the Russian shrugged, wiping his cock with the end of his shirt before he zipped up and buttoned his jacket. Ludwig made no attempt to move or cover himself, but let out a whimper of disappointment.
“I have a meeting with my boss.” He remarked softly, making the German tilt his head. Ivan noticed and he flashed a grin, one that should have made him cower, but instead had him lean up in anticipation.
“We shall do this again sometime, Da?” His voice was once again filled in a sing-song tone and he was soon exiting from the door, leaving the SS Officer Nation alone.
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