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|Your POV|
While waiting for Russia, I decided to take a break of myself by taking a nap. I was kinda sleepy, so I leaned my head on the window then close my eyes.
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|Russia's POV|
"Yo Ruski!"
I suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind but I ignored that person who called me.
"RUSSIA!!!!"
Everyone then look at the person who shouted loudly by calling my name. I started to pissed off as I look at the person irritatingly.
"Shut the fuck up." I said.
"Woah there, I didn't expect Russia the rust would be buying an ice cream?" He burst out a laugh in front of the whole crowd.
"Here's your ice cream sir." The cashier said while holding an ice cream.
I took the ice cream from the cashier.
"It's America's payment, bye." I said upon I head outside.
"Wait what the fu—" America look at me by surprise, he doesn't have a choice but to pay for it, like I said.
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I quickly head to the car as I open it then close it loudly which makes (Y/n) freaks out a bit.
"Jeez, do it gentler!" She frown as she yawn.
"You were sleeping?" I gave her the ice cream.
"Yeah, what took you so long by the way?..." She accepted it.
I explained the whole situation about earlier. Luckily she understand them, especially she agreed that America is really too much of a noisy person.
I let her finish the ice cream first before we go, staring at her lips really makes me wanna kiss her more.
The way she lick, the way she properly sit. I couldn't hold it.
If only she misunderstood me that day, our relationship still continues.
I wanna touch her so badly right now, but I still have much more work to do. My eyes are still on her, staring so much.
When I saw a bit cream beside her lip, I gently wiped it with my thumb then licks it.
The way she look at me widens her eyes upon she blushes furiously.
"Sweet.." I said.
She shyly looks away from me with a blush on her face, I giggled at her reaction.
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|Your POV|
Bored. Sitting on a couch while doing nothing, really is boring. There's no something to do rather than staring at Russia, continuing his work.
No fun at all.
What if I just...daydream...or sleep?..
Sleeping well do, I guess.
I'll just lay down, then close my eyes. No daydreaming, just sleep..
Yeah sleep.
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This feeling underneath my skirt. A rough hand was rubbing my between my thighs.
A loud moan was coming from my mouth, stiff breath like a fog.
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I quickly open my eyes as soon as possible. I was gasping while my face blushed hardly.
"You okay?." Russia noticed my situation upon he asked.
"Y-yeah.." I responded with a stutter.
"You don't look like you are." He denied my response.
I look away while I flustered too much of a sudden. I tried not to look at him but his face seems to be a little too close.
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The warmth from his tongue was caress from my own beloved private part.
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Damn it!
"I....I just felt a little unsure.." I finally responded, well technically not well respond but...to be honest...I'm shy to respond him.
"What do you mean unsure?..." His face is getting more and close that I felt his breath on my ear.
But I actually push him away for a bit making his eyes widen from the movement I gave him.
"B-Because of you, I felt a teeny weeny inch of every weird sensation for what you've done."
I've said it..
I've really said it.
I admitted it!?
"Pft...so that's why you're worried." I heard him chuckled as I look at him with a clear poker face.
Eh?
"What's so funny!"
Little did I know...he gave me a slight kiss a soft one.
"I'm just happy that you're still thinking about me." The way he smiles reminds me of the day we used to date.
My face then easily gets redden because of what he said. I covered my face with a pillow from the couch.
I didn't want him to see me with this face, if he did he'll surely...
"Don't be so shy...~" He removed the pillow from my face as he look at me with a delight.
Delight?
You mean he is freakin happy about it?!
But yet remembering those times...really hurts me the most.
As his lips came to touch with mine, it became different than earlier. It became overbearing...I don't know if I should be rude to him but...maybe just this once...I wanna let him touch...just this once...
His hands curves around my cheeks caressing it with his own palm upon he pull my face closer to his.
This isn't a dirty thought because I can feel every touch he's doing.
As the kiss became so deepen he inserted his own tongue twirling unto mine upon he stopped then push himself away from mine a bit leaving a trace of a saliva between our the tip of the tongue.
I was incredibly shy at first but this time, he knows what I'm actually feeling today. He knows that I wanted more than just a kiss.
The way he looked at me says that he wanted me so badly, but I also wanted him so badly that I almost give up on him.
Should I just gave him another chance...
No not yet...not now...
Not today...
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To be honest... AM SO FUCKING— uwu bootiful...I was having so much hard time that I was actually running out of ideas •∆• xad.
But WHO CARES!
Team A [Cookies and Cream]
Roses?~
Team B [Strawberry Jam]
Lavenders?~
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Random"My vodka~..." He said as his heavily breath slowly getting close to my face making me leaning my lips against his. It was my fault from the beginning that I made him drunk, drunk from my seduction and love when I first met him. ★•★ Russia × Reader...
