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"Hey! I can hear your heart beat!”
Raivis didn’t say anything. He’d hoped Ivan would simply go away or at least roll over and fall asleep as soon as he was over. He needed to take a shower. He needed to change the bedding. But more than that, he needed this to just be over.
“It’s beating so fast too. Thump, thump. Thump, thump.”
The boy gripped the sheets and fought the urge to push the older man away. It didn’t matter if Ivan was petting him or hitting him, just the feeling of being touch by him made him feel unspeakably dirty.
“Thump, thump. Oh! It’s going even faster! Thump, thump,thump” He giggled. The sound made the boy’s body tense and his pulse quicken even more.
“My heart beats really fast when we’re together too, Raivis. You know why?”
His vision was blurring. The tears were welling up on his eyes and he blinked in one last, stubborn effort to hold them back. Ivan rose his head and looked straight into his eyes.
“Because I love you.”
He was crying now. His breath shook and he let out a choked hiccup. Ivan looked at him with concern in his amethyst eyes and pulled him in a tight hug. The hammering of his own heart almost drowned every other sound in the room.
“Oh, Raivis. Don’t cry. You don’t have to say it,” he pressed his forehead against the boy’s, “I know you love me too.”
He kissed to Latvian’s cheek, then his forehead, and finally his lips. A greedy tongue invaded his mouth, tasting, claiming. He thought he might die.
Ivan lay back, pulling Raivis so that the boy was straddling his hips.
He wanted to die.
He didn’t stop crying, even as he slowly pushed himself down onto the man’s massive erection, barely having any time to adjust to the intrusion before the Russian grabbed his hips painfully and started bucking upwards.
The Latvian closed his eyes and tried to think of anything. Edward’s genuinely kind smile, Liet’s gentle voice, the light of a bonfire burning during Jāņi, anything to keep his mind away from what was happening. From what he was allowing to happen.
It felt like an eternity, but the man eventually came. He didn’t mind that Raivis didn’t come, or that he wasn’t even hard, just as he didn’t seem to mind that the young man was still crying. But then again, he never did.
The Latvian sat on top of him and waited obediently for Ivan to recover. He didn’t expect the man to grab his wrist. Something went off in his brain and he began to panic, heartbeat ringing against his ears.
Suddenly, Ivan pulled him forward, forcing him to place his palms flat against the Russian’s broad chest.
He smiled broadly and looked at the Latvian expectantly. Raivis’s mind raced trying to figure out the point of this game. Then he felt it.
The Russian’s heart, beating steadily like a war drum in his chest. He gasped and Ivan’s smile widen.
Raivis couldn’t help but feel fascinated. He often though of Ivan as a god, a demon or a rare force of nature. This was probably the first time he saw him for what he was: a living being, stronger than most, yes, but fundamentally vulnerable.
“I love you, Raivis.”
The Latvian pressed his hands against the snow white skin and tried to will that heart to stop.
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Is it just me, or was I supposed to get the impression that Russia truly thought that Raivis liked him back, like a child oblivious to someone's hate?
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No, you got it right. Ever seen a toddler playing roughly with a dog or a cat and then being completely surprised when the the animal tries to defend itself? Well, that's how I always picture Russia, like a child who has no idea how much he's hurting others and therefore can't even imagine a reason why they would ever hate him.
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