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“L-let me explain...”
Smack.
The slap split his lower lip, and made him slightly dizzy. Russia whispered a word, a very foul word in his mother tongue, as he grabbed a hold of Lithuania's collar. Liet's cheeks flushed in anger, and he looked up to Russia in shock. “I'm not-!”
“Aren't you?” Russia asked, as his fingers began to undo the buttons of his shirt. His other hand still held Lithuania's wrists tightly above his head. “Because that's what we call them here-suka. Those who betray their loved ones. Those who let other men touch them.” Liet was shaking his head, tears at the corners of his eyes.
“No, I didn't-!” Smack! The brunette's face turned with the second slap, and now he tasted the blood in his mouth.
“You should know better than to lie right now, Toris~” Half of the smaller nation's shirt was open, and Lithuania was starting to tremble. There was a loud rip, and several buttons flew and Russia simply tore the rest of it open.
“But I'm no-!” Russia's hand rose again, but Liet clicked his mouth shut reluctantly. And then that hand was on the brunette's pants. They were undone swiftly, and none to gently yanked past his narrow hips along with his boxers. Russia released him then, stepping back to cross his arms.
“Take them off.” He said simply. Lithuania swallowed as he complied, slipping them off along with his shoes. Before he could fold them to set them aside, Russia's hand was on his wrist, and he pulled him close as he knelt down.
“Ugh!” Liet coughed as he was lifted swiftly onto the blond's shoulder, fingers grasping the back of his coat. He wanted to protest, wanted to plead with Russia that this was a mistake! As he was carried towards the front foyer, it was all he could do to pray that his brothers had gone to their room for the night. And pray that maybe later he'd have the chance to sneak back down to the kitchen, and clean up the remains of the uneaten dinner. The air was colder in the giant foyer, and he shivered on Russia's shoulder. Liet's initial fear quickly became cold terror as he realized that they weren't heading for the stairs that led to the second level, or the door that led to the basement. No, they were heading for the front door.
The cold burst of air was so strong that Lithuania lost his breath, and now he did struggle on Russia's broad shoulder. Wind-carried snow swirled around them in the evening snow, and already Liet's teeth were chattering as the blond stepped out into it. “Ivan-san, please-ahh!” This time the stinging smack had been delivered directly to his upturned backside, just an instant before he was deposited none to gently into the snow. Lithuania cried out, scrambling to crawl to his knees. He clung to Russia's coat, but the taller man gave a strong push with his leg, that toppled him over again. He chuckled playfully,
“What are you doing, Toris? I'm giving you want you want, aren't I?” He asked, tilting his head as if in confusion. Liet clung to his pant leg again, teeth chattering and body shivering as hard as Latvia when Russia gets a hold of him. His hands, feet, and knees already felt the sting of the frozen snow.
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“You're free.” Russia said simply, holding Lithuania at arm's length as the brunette whimpered in misery. “You can go to Alfred now, if you want.”
“What?” Liet gasped through his teeth. He cried out in dismay as the wind picked up around them again, arms wrapped around himself in a futile defense against it. Tears seemed to frost on his eye lashes as his hair whipped about his face. “Ivan-san, please...!” He begged, feeling the hand slide down to his throat to keep him where he was.
“You don't want to go to Alfred?” Russia asked, seeming surprised. Liet collapsed to his knees, the pain in his bare feet too much to take. He was let go as he dropped, and Ivan moved to kneel in front of him as Lithuania sobbed into his hands. “Toris~” He tilted his chin up again. Their breath mingled in the cold, clouds of white.
“N-no...” The brunette shook his head swiftly.
“No, what?”
“P-please, take me i-inside!” Liet looked up, reaching for Russia's hand. The blond let him take it. “P-please! I-I don't want t-to go a-anywhere!”
“Than you admit to it.” Russia asked, though his tone was that of a statement.
“A-admit to...” Eyes widened in horror as he watched Russia stand and turn away. “N-no!” Lithuania cried, reaching out to grab the blond's coat tail. “I-I... I a-admit it!” He sobbed, desperately.
“Ahh... now we're getting somewhere.” Russia beamed now, turning back around. “He seduced you, didn't he? That man made you turn against me?”
“Yes!” Anything, anything at all. Just take me back inside!
“Oh Toris, I knew it!” Russia dipped down to scoop the smaller nation up into his arms, as if he was a child. He carried him with an arm under his legs, and one behind his back, like a cradle. Over the threshold and back into the large, cold house. Lithuania curled into Russia as much as he could, shaking so hard that even the much larger nation nearly stumbled as he closed the door behind them with his foot. “Shhhh, shhh, you're doing well, Toris. Admitting your mistake is the first step to repentance.” He stated happily. “Ahh, just wait.” Russia said as he started up the stairs.
Up the stairs, not to the basement. It was a small comfort-a very small comfort.
“Since we don't follow a God anymore, you can repent to me. And we'll start by having you tell me everything. And then I can begin to forgive you... and decide what your punishments should be. I can't forgive you all at once, after all. Oh but Toris... I can't tell you how happy I am that you chose me.” Russia's voice was going on, but Lithuania merely held on tight, eyes closed and fighting the urge to sob again.
-Takes a deep breath.- That's all for now... Any suggestions, or requests for what happens, I'll be glad to do my best anons.
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I... wow. What a horrible way to get him to admit to what he did. Tremendously creative on the author's part, as well- and "letting him go" without letting him go at all was cruelly brilliant. I love that Russia is not just angry, but is genuinely upset, as well- it makes the fact that this time it's that much more serious sink in even more. The little part about Estonia taking Latvia out of the room broke my heart.
Please, please continue. You already have my soul, but I'll pledge you my undying love as well? And cookies. And cake.
Please? <3
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As for how the fic should go on, the line Russia speaks about them not having a God gave me this image of a naked Lithuania kneeling in front of Russia in a prayer pose as the towering nation reads him his sins and his punishments, making him repent for the sins and then feel the pain. I don't know if that works for you but it's the image I saw in my head as I read this and pictured the rest.
And the "taking him outside" part reminded me of my own Russia/Liet fic that I'm currently writing, in which an insane Russia takes Lithuania naked outside and forces him to play with him in the snow. Seems like some ideas don't just pass through one mind.
Lastly I beg, beg, beg you to continue this. Make Russia hurt Toris bad and definitely, definitely make Alfred see it. That's my last wish in regards to this amazing prompt.
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Oh Russia, you misunderstanding bastard.
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If I could make a request, suggestion thing (even though you seem to be heading in that direction anyway), um, more jealous Russia? Not really blindly cruel, but hurt. I was really surprised by that, and I think it's part of what makes this story so unique.
Thanks for this awesome story anon, wherever it goes. :)
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