Re: [Part 7] Not So Bad to Become One. The End.
anonymous
November 23 2010, 23:26:40 UTC
Russia raised one of his hands and slwoly whiped the tears from the corner of those beautiful eyes. Estonia sniffed his nose again and let out another gasp as Russia leaned upwards and claimed his swollen lips into hungry kiss. Estonia was so distracted by the heat in his mouth that he didn’t even notice himself being lift by his hips and placed on the top of the other nation’s proudly standing and leaking cock.
He let out a loud groan and pulled himself away from Russia’s face as he felt something other than a toy pushing itself inside. It hurt as hell since his hole had been taking more punishment than usual but it felt also incredible. It felt incredible to finally feel the man he loved and Estonia couldn’t help but feel happy about it.
“ Mr. Russia ... You... you’re so big ...“ he moaned out as he was given a bit time to adjust to the newest of intruders in his body. Russia who had given a soft moan of his own as he pushed inside let out a breathless chuckle.
“ Боже мой.(My God) You’re amazing ...“ he said and Estonia blushed, for unknown reason he started to look away but Russia prevented him doing so by grabbing his chin and holding his head in place.
“ So beautiful ... so pure and untouched... not tainted by anyone but me.“ He said and Estonia’s blush deepened. He let out a groan of pure pleasure when the other nation suddenly bucked his hips upwards and caused his member to brush against that sweetest spot inside of him.
“ Mr. Russia ...“ he moaned as the action was repeated and Russia chuckled again.
“ Call me Ivan ... da ?“ he asked moving again and Estonia agreed, repeating himself by calling out the less formal name as Russia moved again.
“ Eduard ... ride me ... ride me like you rode that toy before ...“ the bigger nation said and felt himself grinning as the nation complied and gave him the same show he had given just some time ago.
If even possible, all those movements and sounds seemed even more sweeter to Russia since the knowing that he was the one causing them had always pleased him. Watching him so up close, feeling himself slip in and out of that small abused hole made Ivan think that he had really missed out on not choosing Estonia to be his favorite in the beginning.
But he was satisfied that he had finally decided to take that action before that gorgeous boy managed to slip away.
When Estonia woke up in the middle of the night he wasn’t surprised to find himself alone in his bed. He wasn’t surprised that Russia hadn’t stayed with him after they had ’become one’. He hadn’t hoped or expected for him to stay.
He knew he was still going to be nothing else but a warm-up act ... a foreplay ... he wasn’t expecting anything else. He wasn’t hoping for anything else ...
It wasn’t him that was hoping for being more than just a foreplay to Russia ...
More than just another toy ...
It wasn’t him but his heart ...
And his heart ...
Was left to bleed once again ...
Realizing what a fool he had been to believe anything Russia had said and trusted anything that he had done...
Estonia let out a heart-breaking scream of pain and sorrow before he buried his face into his pillow and cried himself to sleep ...
Re: [Part 7] Not So Bad to Become One. (Epilogue)
anonymous
January 15 2011, 12:14:35 UTC
For some reason Author!Anon had an urge to write an epilogue. The characters are even more OOC than before unfortunately OTL. But I actually like this. Even more than the rest of the story :P I hope whoever bothers to read this likes it too.
Eduard woke up early the next morning. It was a little after 4am when he opened his eyes. He had had the most restless night. He kept on seeing dreams about things he hated the most. About the man he hated the most. His heart and soul was in so much pain he just couldn’t take it anymore. Turning his head to stare out of the window at the slowly raising sun, he came to a decision.
To spare himself from more humiliation and pain, he had to do something he never had the courage to do before.
He needed to escape from Russia. A man who was obviously going to keep treating him like he was just a piece of meat, so to speak. Like he was some kind of toy that he could use as many times as he wanted to and then just throw away again. Estonia had had enough of that. He really had had enough ...
The decision that he would just pack his bags and leave made, he slowly started to roll out of bed. Groaning softly as every muscle in his body protested against his movements. Once he stood up he immediatelly got dressed, pulled out his suitcase from under his bed and started to gather up his things.
He knew that he stunk and it would have been a great idea to have a shower before appearing at Finland’s doorsteps but he couldn’t risk it. Russia or one of his brothers might wake up and ruin his plans. Toris and Raivis probably wouldn’t stop him from leaving but Estonia really didn’t want to be having to explain to them why he was running away without taking them with himself. Or at least tell them what he planned.
In fifteen minutes he was already ready to go. He walked towards his door dragging the filled up suitcase behind him and slowly opened the door only slightly just to peek if the hallway was clear. Thankfully it was.
He moved as carefully and silently as he could, happy for the fact that the floors were mostly carpeted and therefore the wheels of the suitcase didn’t make too much noise either.
Once he was downstairs he turned to walk towards the exit when a voice behind him made him freeze.
“ I knew this would happen. But I at least expected you to say goodbye“ Russia said and Estonia slowly turned to face him. Seeing him leaning against the doorway of the livingroom holding a bottle of vodka in his hand, briefly Eduard wandered how many of those he had already consumed. He swallowed hard and let the handle of the suitcase fall on the floor with a thud.
Taking a hesistant step forward but then freezing in place again he just stared at Ivan’s flushed face. The man however lowered his head and refused to look at him.
Re: [Part 7] Not So Bad to Become One. (Epilogue)
anonymous
January 15 2011, 12:15:14 UTC
“ You are not going to stop me ?“ he asked softly, feeling a strange disappointment run through his body as Russia smiled softly and answered a barely audible ’Njet’.
“An... And you’re not going to come after me ? You’re not trying to come and drag me back here ?“ he asked.
Russia finally raised his head and Estonia frowned at the sadness of his eyes. Fake. This had to be fake. There was no way the cruel man before him could be sincerily be sad about his leaving.
Angry yes.
Sad ... no way in hell.
“ You are a big boy now, little one.“ Russia slurred, suddenly seeming more drunk than just seconds ago.
“ You can do whatever you want. Go wherever you want. I have no right to keep you here. Not after ...“ he fell silent and lowered his head again, bringing the vodka bottle to his lips and taking a sip. Estonia was quiet for a long time and then suddenly he let out a humorless chuckle and ran his shaking fingers through his hair.
“ I should have known. I should have known you’ve really completely done with me now. You got your fun ... you got what you wanted and now you couldn’t care less what happens ... thanks ... Really ... Thank you very much Mr. Russia“ he said with anger he had never had the courage to show to the other nation. The other man was silent. Estonia gritted his teeth and turned his back to Ivan, not wanting to see him see his tears.
“ Well ... Just so you know, you weren’t the only one who lied last night“ he said, sniffing his nose and croching to pick up the handle of his suitcase again. He paused for a long time, letting the drunken man process what he had just heard.
“ Chto ?“ (What?) Russia finally asked and Estonia turned his head enough to look at him over his shoulder.
“ You asked me if I thought of you as a heartless monster. I lied.“ He said and Russia just stared at him for a while. Estonia sneered at the bigger nation.
“ I only said that I don’t think of you like that because I didn’t want to offend the monsters. Because you, Mr. Russia are something much worse. You are something that should have never been born to this world ... you shouldn’t exist at all“ he said and after seeing the shocked face and feeling really satisfied that his words had done some damage, he turned away again.
“ Farewell“ he said and then he walked through the door, closing it behind himself and enjoying the fresh air that rushed into his lungs. Enjoying the freedom he had finally achieved.
He never saw Russia rooted to his spot, staring after him. He never heard the loud roar of anger and the sound of half-empty bottle being crashed against the floor. He never heard Ivan sliding on the floor and grabbing his hear as he cried out his name over and over again. Begging for him to come back. Begging for him to stay.
He let out a loud groan and pulled himself away from Russia’s face as he felt something other than a toy pushing itself inside. It hurt as hell since his hole had been taking more punishment than usual but it felt also incredible. It felt incredible to finally feel the man he loved and Estonia couldn’t help but feel happy about it.
“ Mr. Russia ... You... you’re so big ...“ he moaned out as he was given a bit time to adjust to the newest of intruders in his body. Russia who had given a soft moan of his own as he pushed inside let out a breathless chuckle.
“ Боже мой.(My God) You’re amazing ...“ he said and Estonia blushed, for unknown reason he started to look away but Russia prevented him doing so by grabbing his chin and holding his head in place.
“ So beautiful ... so pure and untouched... not tainted by anyone but me.“ He said and Estonia’s blush deepened. He let out a groan of pure pleasure when the other nation suddenly bucked his hips upwards and caused his member to brush against that sweetest spot inside of him.
“ Mr. Russia ...“ he moaned as the action was repeated and Russia chuckled again.
“ Call me Ivan ... da ?“ he asked moving again and Estonia agreed, repeating himself by calling out the less formal name as Russia moved again.
“ Eduard ... ride me ... ride me like you rode that toy before ...“ the bigger nation said and felt himself grinning as the nation complied and gave him the same show he had given just some time ago.
If even possible, all those movements and sounds seemed even more sweeter to Russia since the knowing that he was the one causing them had always pleased him. Watching him so up close, feeling himself slip in and out of that small abused hole made Ivan think that he had really missed out on not choosing Estonia to be his favorite in the beginning.
But he was satisfied that he had finally decided to take that action before that gorgeous boy managed to slip away.
When Estonia woke up in the middle of the night he wasn’t surprised to find himself alone in his bed. He wasn’t surprised that Russia hadn’t stayed with him after they had ’become one’. He hadn’t hoped or expected for him to stay.
He knew he was still going to be nothing else but a warm-up act ... a foreplay ... he wasn’t expecting anything else. He wasn’t hoping for anything else ...
It wasn’t him that was hoping for being more than just a foreplay to Russia ...
More than just another toy ...
It wasn’t him but his heart ...
And his heart ...
Was left to bleed once again ...
Realizing what a fool he had been to believe anything Russia had said and trusted anything that he had done...
Estonia let out a heart-breaking scream of pain and sorrow before he buried his face into his pillow and cried himself to sleep ...
... once again ...
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This was actually quite beautiful, and I really really liked it :)
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Eduard woke up early the next morning. It was a little after 4am when he opened his eyes. He had had the most restless night. He kept on seeing dreams about things he hated the most. About the man he hated the most. His heart and soul was in so much pain he just couldn’t take it anymore. Turning his head to stare out of the window at the slowly raising sun, he came to a decision.
To spare himself from more humiliation and pain, he had to do something he never had the courage to do before.
He needed to escape from Russia. A man who was obviously going to keep treating him like he was just a piece of meat, so to speak. Like he was some kind of toy that he could use as many times as he wanted to and then just throw away again. Estonia had had enough of that. He really had had enough ...
The decision that he would just pack his bags and leave made, he slowly started to roll out of bed. Groaning softly as every muscle in his body protested against his movements. Once he stood up he immediatelly got dressed, pulled out his suitcase from under his bed and started to gather up his things.
He knew that he stunk and it would have been a great idea to have a shower before appearing at Finland’s doorsteps but he couldn’t risk it. Russia or one of his brothers might wake up and ruin his plans. Toris and Raivis probably wouldn’t stop him from leaving but Estonia really didn’t want to be having to explain to them why he was running away without taking them with himself. Or at least tell them what he planned.
In fifteen minutes he was already ready to go. He walked towards his door dragging the filled up suitcase behind him and slowly opened the door only slightly just to peek if the hallway was clear. Thankfully it was.
He moved as carefully and silently as he could, happy for the fact that the floors were mostly carpeted and therefore the wheels of the suitcase didn’t make too much noise either.
Once he was downstairs he turned to walk towards the exit when a voice behind him made him freeze.
“ I knew this would happen. But I at least expected you to say goodbye“ Russia said and Estonia slowly turned to face him. Seeing him leaning against the doorway of the livingroom holding a bottle of vodka in his hand, briefly Eduard wandered how many of those he had already consumed. He swallowed hard and let the handle of the suitcase fall on the floor with a thud.
Taking a hesistant step forward but then freezing in place again he just stared at Ivan’s flushed face. The man however lowered his head and refused to look at him.
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“An... And you’re not going to come after me ? You’re not trying to come and drag me back here ?“ he asked.
Russia finally raised his head and Estonia frowned at the sadness of his eyes. Fake. This had to be fake. There was no way the cruel man before him could be sincerily be sad about his leaving.
Angry yes.
Sad ... no way in hell.
“ You are a big boy now, little one.“ Russia slurred, suddenly seeming more drunk than just seconds ago.
“ You can do whatever you want. Go wherever you want. I have no right to keep you here. Not after ...“ he fell silent and lowered his head again, bringing the vodka bottle to his lips and taking a sip. Estonia was quiet for a long time and then suddenly he let out a humorless chuckle and ran his shaking fingers through his hair.
“ I should have known. I should have known you’ve really completely done with me now. You got your fun ... you got what you wanted and now you couldn’t care less what happens ... thanks ... Really ... Thank you very much Mr. Russia“ he said with anger he had never had the courage to show to the other nation. The other man was silent. Estonia gritted his teeth and turned his back to Ivan, not wanting to see him see his tears.
“ Well ... Just so you know, you weren’t the only one who lied last night“ he said, sniffing his nose and croching to pick up the handle of his suitcase again. He paused for a long time, letting the drunken man process what he had just heard.
“ Chto ?“ (What?) Russia finally asked and Estonia turned his head enough to look at him over his shoulder.
“ You asked me if I thought of you as a heartless monster. I lied.“ He said and Russia just stared at him for a while. Estonia sneered at the bigger nation.
“ I only said that I don’t think of you like that because I didn’t want to offend the monsters. Because you, Mr. Russia are something much worse. You are something that should have never been born to this world ... you shouldn’t exist at all“ he said and after seeing the shocked face and feeling really satisfied that his words had done some damage, he turned away again.
“ Farewell“ he said and then he walked through the door, closing it behind himself and enjoying the fresh air that rushed into his lungs. Enjoying the freedom he had finally achieved.
He never saw Russia rooted to his spot, staring after him. He never heard the loud roar of anger and the sound of half-empty bottle being crashed against the floor. He never heard Ivan sliding on the floor and grabbing his hear as he cried out his name over and over again. Begging for him to come back. Begging for him to stay.
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