A lesson in Russian-German Relations 1/?
anonymous
June 6 2010, 16:47:37 UTC
Set in the beginning of 2001. Rough sex
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Germany wasn’t one to feel uneasy around another just for the sake of that person being considered more powerful or simply intimidating. Such behaviour was irrational. He had to be given a reason. Ludwig was the complete opposite of irrational after all.
It began most innocently. A bottle of Rodnik Gold, which he found among the mail delivered to his office in the Reichstag one morning, was what started it all. At the time, he didn’t think much of it, until his brother informed him just what brand of vodka that was. Still, Ludwig brushed it off as merely a friendly gesture, a thank you, perhaps, for the goods turnover of 2000 between Russia and them had broken all former records.
Nowadays, theirs and Ivan’s relations were better than good, him and his brother being one of the nation’s most important trade partners, and vice versa. So, a little thank you from his side wasn’t that far off, was it? Even if the damn bottle cost more than 700 Deutsch Mark.
A lesson in Russian-German Relations 4/?
anonymous
June 6 2010, 16:51:02 UTC
Speaking of Russian customs ... That also seemed to include a welcome where vodka was served, hence why Ludwig was feeling just a little bit lightheaded. It did not help that his boss had his glass refilled twice, before they got to talk about work. Albeit he usually was good at holding his liquor, Ivan’s national drink got to him very quickly.
Stop acting so paranoid, he berated himself. He’s never done anything to you before. Why would he change his mind now? Plus, our bosses are close friends.To end the first day, a trip to the opera had been planned; the only thing he’d truly been looking forward to. Ludwig loved the opera, and the Mariinsky Theatre was world famous. It was the first time he got to visit it, too. And, maybe, just maybe, it would help him forget about his fixation on Russia’s possible motives
( ... )
A lesson in Russian-German Relations 5/?
anonymous
June 6 2010, 16:51:55 UTC
“Well, you wouldn’t want it anyway. You’d have to renounce ---,” Ludwig immediately halted, turned away from him and propped his chin on his hand. “... love.”
Ivan took this as a chance to move his own hand further up. Ludwig swore he could feel the other’s amusement at his uncharacteristical hesitation to say one stupid word. And yet Russia passed on to another, completely unrelated question.
“Wagner worked on this for more than a quarter of a century, correct?”
The hand came to a halt once more, before fingertips began to softly knead his thigh. Russia’s accented voice, a barely audible whisper still, rumbled through him, adding to the unwelcome warmth coursing through him.
“Yes, he did. Not continuously so, though ---. Stop that, BraginskiLuckily for him, the music was loud enough so that their bosses wouldn’t hear them talk. The mere thought of Schröder, or worse even; Putin, deciding to turn around now was enough to have him on edge
( ... )
A lesson in Russian-German Relations 6/?
anonymous
June 6 2010, 16:53:05 UTC
Playing him like an instrument; skilled and masterfully indeed. Ivan understood music very well, having quite the number of famous and important composers to list. Many of which Ludwig held deep admiration for
( ... )
A lesson in Russian-German Relations 7/?
anonymous
June 6 2010, 16:54:09 UTC
He’d got used to Kraut still being one of his nicknames, and references to British comedy didn’t quite phase him any longer either. Remarks about his supposedly bad cooking were mostly ignored just as well as comments on his people’s lack of sexual prowess. And the last damn cuckoo clock sent his way ended in the dustbin without further ado.
Tonight was different, though. No one ever had tested his patience to such a degree before. Ivan had pushed all his buttons simultaneously. Furthermore, he still couldn’t tell if he’d been joking or not.
“Not bad ... My brother could learn a thing or two from you, Braginski,” he muttered into the emptiness of his hotel room
Yes, he was officially impressed by Russia’s skills, as questionable they might be.
Subtle, but powerful. Very effective indeed.
Part of him still wanted to bash the nation’s skull in, but why not go for something more subtle instead? Germany’s reputation when it came to certain tastes wasn’t so far from the truth either. Even though he’d got it for the wrong reasons, and
( ... )
A lesson in Russian-German Relations 8/?
anonymous
June 6 2010, 16:54:58 UTC
Turning his back to him, Ludwig opened the mini-bar to take out a bottle of what looked like beer. He’d never had Russian beer before, but for the sake of his own mindgame, he would have to go along with it, despite being extremely picky about beer.
“Is this good?”
“Ah, I would suggest you go for the black can. Baltika Krepkoe. It is my favourite, and I do recommend it to a beer connoisseur such as you
( ... )
A lesson in Russian-German Relations 9/?
anonymous
June 6 2010, 16:56:05 UTC
Somehow, Ivan’s voice sounded deeper this time, his accent thicker as well. It caused his hair to stand on edge, reminding him of the dream he’d had. Ludwig grinned, yanking at the tie and seating himself on his lap.
“You know, my brother would say that that is a question beyond stupid, Ivan ---”
“Your brother, da?”
Was that a giggle? His attitude was becoming just the tiniest bit of frustrating. Yet when he moved closer, Ludwig noticed that his actions hadn’t been wasted on him.
“You can say what you want about Gilbert, but he does have his moments.”
Pushing against the obvious poking through crimson boxers, Germany left bitemarks along his jawline. He would repay him. He would reduce Russia to a wanton heap of lust, just as he’d done with him.
“Oh, dorogusha ...,” his counterpart cooed. “No one knows that better than I do
( ... )
A lesson in Russian-German Relations 10/?
anonymous
June 6 2010, 16:57:04 UTC
Even though he was by now means small, Germany felt rather tiny in the other’s embrace. Fingers marked his skin a flaming colour, arms strong enough to actually hold him in place. This was a new to him. None of his prior playmates had managed to pin him against the wall. Unfamiliar, but pleasant at the same time. And with his hands bound, he had no way but to give himself to the one nation he couldn’t read.
It wasn’t as if he’d underestimated him. Far from it. Russia just had a way to surprise him over and over again.
“What cute sounds you make ---.”
Ivan’s voice set off more of the heat renewing itself. Powerful hands roamed over his upper body, only allowing him little space to move. Playing with him once more, as he’d done hours ago, he now wouldn’t even grant him the pleasure of grinding into him.
Verflucht noch mal, hör auf mich so hinzuhalten!“Did you just curse me, Lyudya
( ... )
A lesson in Russian-German Relations 11/11
anonymous
June 6 2010, 16:58:12 UTC
Sweat beaded on his brows, his whole form shaking when he got stretched farther and, one by one, two more fingers entered him. Thoughts about revenge for what had been done to him were nonexistent at this point, and he didn’t care about mindgames any longer. Anticipation had his innermost quake that short moment where Russia withdrew
( ... )
A lesson in Russian-German Relations NOTES
anonymous
June 6 2010, 16:58:57 UTC
- The goods turnover of 2000 between Russia and Germany was comparable to the entire goods turnover between the Soviet Union and West/East Germany. Russia regards Germany as its leading European partner, and is an important trading partner for Germany. Small tidbit: German is in a firm second place (behind English) at Russian schools. Russian used to be number one in the GDR (hence why Gilbert understands Ivan very well whereas Ludwig’s Russian probably is limited to a very few words only).
- a bottle of Rodnik Gold costs about $500. It’s the most expensive vodka out there. Baltika Breweries is Europe’s second biggest brewery. Germans are very proud of their beer, just like Danes and Belgians, and oftentimes don’t want to try anything else. Here in Germany, people even like to fight about what region produces the better beer. Beer=serious business for true Germans! *lol* I must be a fraud, cause I like Danish beer, too.- The programme for the first meet-up of the St. Petersburg Dialogue included a trip to the opera, and they did
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Re: A lesson in Russian-German Relations NOTES
anonymous
June 6 2010, 18:29:30 UTC
omg writer!anon this was perfect. russia was appropriately mind-controlling. i hate it when people just write him as RAEPTRUCK since, well, he's russia. he's a little more subtle than that. the sex was so hot unf unf also, not gonna lie. moskau reference made my week. the plot, the dialogue--well. i am supremely happy now.
Re: A lesson in Russian-German Relations NOTES
anonymous
June 6 2010, 20:06:31 UTC
THIS FILL IS SO FUCKING PERFECT I DON'T EVEN-
Ok, that was really really REALLY awesome. Nice German. Excellent Germany, with a surprising depth that wasn't evident at first; nice Gilbert and background hints too. Nice political context, choosing Schröder instead of nowadays politicians. Mindbloeing Russia, a mind games type of guy who's just the perfect mix of creepy and cute and dark and seductive; more of the later, to my delight ♥ (very convincing in everything, too; often, authors write that Ivan is a master at mind games instead of showing it, but this fic is perfect in his creepiness and the manipulation for amusement's sake, and very convincing in its unnervingness and the wariness it awakens in poor unsuspecting LudwigXD.) The seduction was...god. So hot; I like forceful consensual sex, so this was a delicious treat. I also loved the nickname play, specially this new one for Ludwig in Russian <3
No, it hadn’t been anything sexual per se. Unless one counted weird, inexplicably joyous feelings while being stuck in a
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OP HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111!111!1one
anonymous
June 8 2010, 21:45:24 UTC
HOLY TITTYFUCKING CHRIST D8
I did not expect to get the fill THAT fast! And it's... I don't even know what to say. It's P-E-R-F-E-C-T in every way! The way you wrote Russia was so delightfully creepy yet innocent and it was more in character than anything I have read before! People often tend to make him either too harmless or too rapetruck-y. But this was great! Same goes for Ludwig. I liked how he got more and more aggressive and dominating the hornier Ivan made him - just to be reduced to a wanton puddle of needy german beer goo
( ... )
Rough sex
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Germany wasn’t one to feel uneasy around another just for the sake of that person being considered more powerful or simply intimidating. Such behaviour was irrational. He had to be given a reason. Ludwig was the complete opposite of irrational after all.
It began most innocently. A bottle of Rodnik Gold, which he found among the mail delivered to his office in the Reichstag one morning, was what started it all. At the time, he didn’t think much of it, until his brother informed him just what brand of vodka that was. Still, Ludwig brushed it off as merely a friendly gesture, a thank you, perhaps, for the goods turnover of 2000 between Russia and them had broken all former records.
Nowadays, theirs and Ivan’s relations were better than good, him and his brother being one of the nation’s most important trade partners, and vice versa. So, a little thank you from his side wasn’t that far off, was it? Even if the damn bottle cost more than 700 Deutsch Mark.
Not everyone’s as stingy as you ( ... )
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Albeit he usually was good at holding his liquor, Ivan’s national drink got to him very quickly.
Stop acting so paranoid, he berated himself. He’s never done anything to you before. Why would he change his mind now? Plus, our bosses are close friends.To end the first day, a trip to the opera had been planned; the only thing he’d truly been looking forward to. Ludwig loved the opera, and the Mariinsky Theatre was world famous. It was the first time he got to visit it, too. And, maybe, just maybe, it would help him forget about his fixation on Russia’s possible motives ( ... )
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Ivan took this as a chance to move his own hand further up. Ludwig swore he could feel the other’s amusement at his uncharacteristical hesitation to say one stupid word. And yet Russia passed on to another, completely unrelated question.
“Wagner worked on this for more than a quarter of a century, correct?”
The hand came to a halt once more, before fingertips began to softly knead his thigh. Russia’s accented voice, a barely audible whisper still, rumbled through him, adding to the unwelcome warmth coursing through him.
“Yes, he did. Not continuously so, though ---. Stop that, BraginskiLuckily for him, the music was loud enough so that their bosses wouldn’t hear them talk. The mere thought of Schröder, or worse even; Putin, deciding to turn around now was enough to have him on edge ( ... )
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Tonight was different, though. No one ever had tested his patience to such a degree before. Ivan had pushed all his buttons simultaneously.
Furthermore, he still couldn’t tell if he’d been joking or not.
“Not bad ... My brother could learn a thing or two from you, Braginski,” he muttered into the emptiness of his hotel room
Yes, he was officially impressed by Russia’s skills, as questionable they might be.
Subtle, but powerful. Very effective indeed.
Part of him still wanted to bash the nation’s skull in, but why not go for something more subtle instead? Germany’s reputation when it came to certain tastes wasn’t so far from the truth either. Even though he’d got it for the wrong reasons, and ( ... )
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“Is this good?”
“Ah, I would suggest you go for the black can. Baltika Krepkoe. It is my favourite, and I do recommend it to a beer connoisseur such as you ( ... )
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Ludwig grinned, yanking at the tie and seating himself on his lap.
“You know, my brother would say that that is a question beyond stupid, Ivan ---”
“Your brother, da?”
Was that a giggle? His attitude was becoming just the tiniest bit of frustrating. Yet when he moved closer, Ludwig noticed that his actions hadn’t been wasted on him.
“You can say what you want about Gilbert, but he does have his moments.”
Pushing against the obvious poking through crimson boxers, Germany left bitemarks along his jawline. He would repay him. He would reduce Russia to a wanton heap of lust, just as he’d done with him.
“Oh, dorogusha ...,” his counterpart cooed. “No one knows that better than I do ( ... )
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It wasn’t as if he’d underestimated him. Far from it. Russia just had a way to surprise him over and over again.
“What cute sounds you make ---.”
Ivan’s voice set off more of the heat renewing itself. Powerful hands roamed over his upper body, only allowing him little space to move. Playing with him once more, as he’d done hours ago, he now wouldn’t even grant him the pleasure of grinding into him.
Verflucht noch mal, hör auf mich so hinzuhalten!“Did you just curse me, Lyudya ( ... )
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- a bottle of Rodnik Gold costs about $500. It’s the most expensive vodka out there. Baltika Breweries is Europe’s second biggest brewery. Germans are very proud of their beer, just like Danes and Belgians, and oftentimes don’t want to try anything else. Here in Germany, people even like to fight about what region produces the better beer. Beer=serious business for true Germans! *lol* I must be a fraud, cause I like Danish beer, too.- The programme for the first meet-up of the St. Petersburg Dialogue included a trip to the opera, and they did ( ... )
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russia was appropriately mind-controlling. i hate it when people just write him as RAEPTRUCK since, well, he's russia. he's a little more subtle than that.
the sex was so hot unf unf
also, not gonna lie. moskau reference made my week.
the plot, the dialogue--well. i am supremely happy now.
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Ok, that was really really REALLY awesome. Nice German. Excellent Germany, with a surprising depth that wasn't evident at first; nice Gilbert and background hints too. Nice political context, choosing Schröder instead of nowadays politicians. Mindbloeing Russia, a mind games type of guy who's just the perfect mix of creepy and cute and dark and seductive; more of the later, to my delight ♥ (very convincing in everything, too; often, authors write that Ivan is a master at mind games instead of showing it, but this fic is perfect in his creepiness and the manipulation for amusement's sake, and very convincing in its unnervingness and the wariness it awakens in poor unsuspecting LudwigXD.)
The seduction was...god. So hot; I like forceful consensual sex, so this was a delicious treat.
I also loved the nickname play, specially this new one for Ludwig in Russian <3
No, it hadn’t been anything sexual per se. Unless one counted weird, inexplicably joyous feelings while being stuck in a ( ... )
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*mass of blubbling happy goo*
Seriously. Can't even give you a proper review. 8(
*bookmarks*
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I did not expect to get the fill THAT fast!
And it's... I don't even know what to say. It's P-E-R-F-E-C-T in every way!
The way you wrote Russia was so delightfully creepy yet innocent and it was more in character than anything I have read before!
People often tend to make him either too harmless or too rapetruck-y.
But this was great!
Same goes for Ludwig. I liked how he got more and more aggressive and dominating the hornier Ivan made him - just to be reduced to a wanton puddle of needy german beer goo ( ... )
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