Posts by IAMGERMANANDSTUFF

Netherlands cocked his head to the side, "Germany?" He asked.

Ivan looked up, "Sure, why not?" He said standing up. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, training his senses on Alfred's slow breathing. "Ready, Fredka." Russia said quietly.

Ivan stepped quietly across the room. His hands were out in front of him, trying to feel for Alfred. "Fredka~ I'm going to get you~" Russia chuckled.

Ivan locked onto the subtle creaking of the floor boards beneath Alfred's feet. He moved quickly to the area where Alfred was, "Fredka~"

"I can hear you, Fredka." He murmured. "Gotcha." Ivan crouched down and wrapped his arms around Alfred. "Hey, Alfredka, you know what the prize for the winner is?"

"A kiss. On the lips." He said with a smirk. Ivan leaned forward, nuzzling Alfred's cheek.

"it's ok...just close your eyes. I won't hurt you. I promise." He leaned forward and closed the distance between their lips. He kissed his softly, and loving. Russia pulled away from him and smiled. "I win."

"Was that so bad, Fredka? To love a monster?" He asked, stroking his cheek.

The man before him lowered his head and leaned forward again, pressing against Alfred. "I really am a monster though..." he murmured.

"No...." he murmured. Ivan whimpered again as Alfred stood. He stayed crouched. Russia kept his head down and sighed.

Ivan raised a quizzical eyebrow. "Alfred...?" He asked quietly. He looked confused, and rather broken. There was a glint of something Alfred couldn't discern in his eyes.

"I like you...." Ivan mumbled, a blush spreading his cheeks.

Netherlands sat up and rubbed the back of his aching skull, "Thanks for the help, Arthur..." He murmured, pulling himself up into a standing position. "I'm very grateful, Belgium was sleeping in my pack...I would've lost her." The Dutchman slipped off his pack and let said little girl free from the cloth bag. "I had to smuggle her out of the country.." He explained.

Ivan blushed even deeper red, "R-Really?" He asked. Alfred then realized the glint to be an overwhelming amount of nervousness.

Ivan leaned down and caught Alfred's lips once more. He bit the American's bottom lip as a sign that he was seeking a deeper kiss.

Ivan pushed his tongue into Alfred's mouth. He mapped the new territory skillfully. He smiled against America's mouth. His mouth was sweet with the flavored champagne.

(lol, sorry, I write too much fanfiction.)
Ivan puled away, panting slightly. "Fredka..." he mumbled, kissing his cheek.

"I love you, Alfred...." He murmured. Ivan looked so nervous and his eyes were half lidded.

Ivan held Alfred close to his chest, pressing his nose into the grainy locks. Alfred smelled like rain-soaked earth and cinnamon. "Odd, I would've thought burgers and beer..." Ivan thought.

(how deep do you want this to get? Coz I'm experienced in most fields.)