Re: RussiaXTurkey
anonymous
December 5 2010, 20:20:59 UTC
I hope this better...
"Do not fight me Sadiq..."the larger man whispered gently," Just...relax..."
But the other continued to struggle stubbornly against Ivan's grasp; he had been struggling for a long time now...
"Patience, "Ivan thought to himself as he kissed the side of the other's neck, "He'll get tired..."
"Get-the hell-off-a me!" His victim shouted, his struggles weakening.
Ivan chuckled inwardly; it wouldn't be long now...
Sadiq gave a few more desperate thrusts before he became still, breathing heavily from exhaustion. Ivan gave a low chuckle.
"Da," he cooed seductively, "Relax."
Sadiq glared at him disdainfully, his eyes full of hate and anger. Ivan just gave him a smug smirk of triumph, and slowly bent down to kiss him. Sadiq turned his head away defiantly, much to Ivan's annoyance...and delight. Ivan took the smaller man's face in his free hand and turned it back to face him.
"Kiss me," he purred, closing his mouth around the other's; Sadiq made small sounds of protest, but they only encouraged his attacker.
"Stop it!" Sadiq screamed when Ivan drew back from the kiss, "I'll make you pay for this you sorry son of-a--"
"Hush." the larger man interrupted as he tilted Sadiq's head up and kissed his exposed throat, sliding his hand from Sadiq's face to his mouth, silencing him. Sadiq gave a few muffled protests before giving up and growing completely silent; Ivan lifted his head.
"Mmm...let me...look at you ptichka.." he purred as he leaned forward until they were looking each other eye-to-eye.
Angry brown burned into amused violet and Ivan bent down to give his darling daragoi another kiss. Again Sadiq made sounds of protest, but Ivan continued despite them.
"You're mine ptichka," he murmured against his victim's lips, "You may not believe it, but you are. You belong to me, and I will never let you go..."
He looked into the smaller man's eyes, there was that burning anger, but Ivan glimpsed a bit of concern and fear beneath...how lovely...Ivan chuckled to himself; Sadiq was his now and no one could take him away...As Ivan looked at his ptichka, he smiled; so proud, so stubborn...so deliciously helpless...
"I'll never be yours." Sadiq stated firmly, never once losing eye contact with the other.
"Oh, but you are..."Ivan replied in a honey-sweet voice, before he frowned, his face darkening, "And you will never escape..."
"No."Sadiq said firmly, though visibly unnerved by Ivan's last comment.
Ivan smiled seductively, clicking his tongue.
"Tsk,tsk, you shouldn't have said that daragoi..."he said leaning close, "Now I'll just have to...prove it to you..."
For a moment a satisfying flash of fear passed through Sadiq's eyes, but he quickly tried to bury it beneath anger and stubborn defiance.
"You bastard! You’ll never get away with this! I’ll -" But Ivan slipped his hand over Sadiq's mouth again.
"Uh,uh,uh...none of that ptichka," he whispered, kissing Sadiq's jawline, "you don't want me to put the collar on you again now do you?.."
Sadiq glared at the other hatefully, before lowering his eyes.
"I'll be quiet." he mumbled in defeat.
"Mmm...that's better..."Ivan cooed, running a finger over Sadiq's silent, defiant lips, "we wouldn't want things to get...unpleasant now would we?"
Sadiq said nothing and closed his eyes.
I believe ptichka is Russian for 'little bird' and daragoi is Russian for 'dear' or 'sweetheart' or something like that. But don’t take my word for it…
Yeah, I know it's short, feel free to add on if you want...
If you're a history geek like me, this is kind of set after a Turkish defeat of one of the Russo-Turkish Wars...Wikipedia...
"Do not fight me Sadiq..."the larger man whispered gently," Just...relax..."
But the other continued to struggle stubbornly against Ivan's grasp; he had been struggling for a long time now...
"Patience, "Ivan thought to himself as he kissed the side of the other's neck, "He'll get tired..."
"Get-the hell-off-a me!" His victim shouted, his struggles weakening.
Ivan chuckled inwardly; it wouldn't be long now...
Sadiq gave a few more desperate thrusts before he became still, breathing heavily from exhaustion. Ivan gave a low chuckle.
"Da," he cooed seductively, "Relax."
Sadiq glared at him disdainfully, his eyes full of hate and anger. Ivan just gave him a smug smirk of triumph, and slowly bent down to kiss him. Sadiq turned his head away defiantly, much to Ivan's annoyance...and delight. Ivan took the smaller man's face in his free hand and turned it back to face him.
"Kiss me," he purred, closing his mouth around the other's; Sadiq made small sounds of protest, but they only encouraged his attacker.
"Stop it!" Sadiq screamed when Ivan drew back from the kiss, "I'll make you pay for this you sorry son of-a--"
"Hush." the larger man interrupted as he tilted Sadiq's head up and kissed his exposed throat, sliding his hand from Sadiq's face to his mouth, silencing him. Sadiq gave a few muffled protests before giving up and growing completely silent; Ivan lifted his head.
"Mmm...let me...look at you ptichka.." he purred as he leaned forward until they were looking each other eye-to-eye.
Angry brown burned into amused violet and Ivan bent down to give his darling daragoi another kiss. Again Sadiq made sounds of protest, but Ivan continued despite them.
"You're mine ptichka," he murmured against his victim's lips, "You may not believe it, but you are. You belong to me, and I will never let you go..."
He looked into the smaller man's eyes, there was that burning anger, but Ivan glimpsed a bit of concern and fear beneath...how lovely...Ivan chuckled to himself; Sadiq was his now and no one could take him away...As Ivan looked at his ptichka, he smiled; so proud, so stubborn...so deliciously helpless...
"I'll never be yours." Sadiq stated firmly, never once losing eye contact with the other.
"Oh, but you are..."Ivan replied in a honey-sweet voice, before he frowned, his face darkening, "And you will never escape..."
"No."Sadiq said firmly, though visibly unnerved by Ivan's last comment.
Ivan smiled seductively, clicking his tongue.
"Tsk,tsk, you shouldn't have said that daragoi..."he said leaning close, "Now I'll just have to...prove it to you..."
For a moment a satisfying flash of fear passed through Sadiq's eyes, but he quickly tried to bury it beneath anger and stubborn defiance.
"You bastard! You’ll never get away with this! I’ll -"
But Ivan slipped his hand over Sadiq's mouth again.
"Uh,uh,uh...none of that ptichka," he whispered, kissing Sadiq's jawline, "you don't want me to put the collar on you again now do you?.."
Sadiq glared at the other hatefully, before lowering his eyes.
"I'll be quiet." he mumbled in defeat.
"Mmm...that's better..."Ivan cooed, running a finger over Sadiq's silent, defiant lips, "we wouldn't want things to get...unpleasant now would we?"
Sadiq said nothing and closed his eyes.
I believe ptichka is Russian for 'little bird' and daragoi is Russian for 'dear' or 'sweetheart' or something like that. But don’t take my word for it…
Yeah, I know it's short, feel free to add on if you want...
If you're a history geek like me, this is kind of set after a Turkish defeat of one of the Russo-Turkish Wars...Wikipedia...
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Anyone else would have been weeping or sulking by now...but not him...not his little desert flower...
Ivan moved closer.
"You'll learn to enjoy it." he whispered, tucking a loose piece of hair behind Sadiq's ear.
Sadiq slowly turned to face him.
"Like HELL!" he shouted.
So...what do you think? Should I continue? It's pretty much up to you guys...
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