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Latvia felt his body tense as Russia’s hand closed around his cock, sliding up and down gently. Arousal always followed, unwillingly. “There, that’s better.” His other hand cupped Latvia’s balls, cradling them tenderly and sending an electric feeling scorching up his spine. “Do you want more, Raivis?”
With a tiny shake of his head, Latvia felt more tears trailing down his cheeks to land in his ears and hair. A cry of disgust exploded from his throat as he felt Russia’s tongue, hot and foul against the head of his cock. It was all the more disgusting that his body liked it, arching up to beg for more as his mind screamed its horror. So wrong! So terrible!
He tried to gasp around the gag and dribbled more, a dirty feeling crawling on his skin as Russia slid his lips down, bringing up his hand to touch what wouldn’t fit in his mouth. He could feel every taste-bud on Russia’s tongue and every dry spot of skin on his hand, and he hated him with everything he had.
His hips dipped and surged as Russia teased him, laughing deep in his throat as Latvia cried, whimpering and trying to speak around the gag. All that came out was gibberish, and he wasn’t sure what he was trying to say in the first place.
Russia slid his tongue up the underside of Latvia’s cock, his hand pushing under his body and slipping into the cleft of his backside. His fingers were still cold.
Latvia jerked and squealed as Russia pressed his fingers against his hole, trying to writhe away from him in fright. At once Russia stopped sucking him, sitting back up and making the bedsprings creak.
“I’d forgotten how much you like this…”
His fingers pressed harder, and one slipped inside. Latvia moaned and thrashed, trying to pull away. Russia held him fast. “If you struggle I’m going to fuck you without lube and see how much I can make you bleed.”
Latvia tried to calm himself, knowing that Russia would carry out his threat. He’d done it before, and it had been like no pain Latvia had ever felt before. He’d felt fire, he’d been burned enough times to know what it felt like, but when Russia had bent him over his desk and fucked him like that it had burned worse, it had hurt a thousand times more. He never wanted to feel that again.
“You really love it, don’t you?”
Latvia felt himself being flipped over unceremoniously again, turning his head to the side and leaving his cheek in the freezing patch of wet pillow as Russia grasped his buttocks, pulled them apart, and…
Latvia screamed so hard his throat stung, his body as rigid as a corpse as Russia licked - he licked - the place his fingers had been seconds before. Feeling Russia’s tongue there, in that sensitive place, made Latvia feel nauseous. He trembled and prayed as Russia’s tongue danced over the tight hole, pushing at it, teasing it.
And then he pushed it in. Latvia felt his muscles give, letting that foul tongue enter his body, and clawed his hands in the blankets. It was more than he could take; it was more than he could stand! He struggled to his knees and started to crawl away before being dragged viciously back, his mind a haze of fear and horror.
“I warned you, Raivis.”
He screamed again as clear, burning pain lanced through his mind, his whole body jerking at the fierce intrusion. Russia gave him no time to adjust - he never did - and Latvia could only bury his face in the sodden pillow and wail as Russia fucked him hard and fast, spreading the pain deeper and deeper inside until Latvia could almost feel it in his heart, tearing it beyond repair. It was so bad, so awful, that he blacked out before very long.
He woke up in the morning in his usual bed, his body still roaring with pain. Lithuania hovered over him like a worried mother, tucking his blankets up under his chin and reaching out to touch his cheek. But Latvia’s jaw was tender and he couldn’t bear to be touched, so he turned his face away and burst into tears.
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You made my day. :)
D: A smiley face in the presence of rape...
Anon feels bad. D':
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Oh man...
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