Candy Stars || Ruscan ]

Part 16

Canada was the first to wake up the morning after, feeling groggy and a bit slimy in a multitude of different ways. But at the same time he felt warm and oh so happy.. He was still pressed against Russia, nestled tightly in their loving arms.

He yawned and looked over at his clock sleepily, his eyes widening as he realized it was 1 PM. He hadn't slept in that late since he was in high school! But.. it did honestly feel sorta nice to get so much sleep.

He slowly and carefully turned his body to face Russia, softly shaking them to wake them up.

Russia wasn't a very heavy sleeper so he woke up almost immediately, slowly opening his eyes and yawning. "What is it sweetheart?.." He asked, beginning to pet the other lovingly.

"It's 1 in the afternoon- we need to take a shower and get breakfast ready." He said softly, purring as the other ran their fingers through his soft and curly dark red hair.

Russia sighed tiredly before sitting up and cracking his back. Canada soon followed this example, crawling over to Russias side of the bed and sitting next to them. He'd lean against them slightly and smile as they wrapped their arm around him to pull him even closer.

"You wanna take one together or separate?.." Russia asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "Hm.. I think together. It could be a nice bonding experience.. oh- there's a washroom over there too. So you don't have to walk far" Canada said, looking up at the other who just smiled and nodded before scooping the Canadian up and bringing them to the large washroom that was connected to Canadas bedroom.

He sat them down on the bathroom countertop, turning the knob that would turn on the shower and asking Canada how he liked the water.

"Uh- I usually take cold showers." Canada said, watching Russia frown a bit while they tried to understand the mechanisms of Canadas shower. "But I think a warm one would be better today- we're both kinda.. sticky I guess you could say." He said, watching the Russian nod and fiddle around with the knobs a bit more until he was finally happy with the temperature.

Russia threw his clothes into the washer because they were the only set he had at Canadas house and he didn't really like the idea of walking around nude.

Then, he grabbed his already nude boyfriend and would help them into the shower before getting in after them and feeling a slight chill run through his entire body as the water touched his bare skin.

It was a lot colder than he preferred but his boyfriend seemed to like it which was all that mattered to him. And he could deal with any water as long as it wasn't freezing. He also didn't want to melt his boyfriends skin off with the boiling hot showers he usually gravitated towards...

He grabbed a bottle of what he assumed was some brand of fancy rich person shampoo, looking at the bottle. "Is this shampoo?" He'd ask, showing the other the bottle. "Yea- it says right there on the bottle." Canada would say, pointing at the very small text under the products name on the label.

Russia popped open the bottle, squeezing some of the shampoo out onto his palm and asking his boyfriend to come a bit closer.

"Oh- you wanna wash my hair?" Canada asked, having assumed Russia was getting the shampoo for himself. "Well yea, you wanted to bond didn't you? This seems like a good way to do it." Russia said, putting the bottle back where he had gotten it from.

Canada thought for a moment before deciding that made sense and moving closer to his lover, purring with delight as he felt them beginning to massage the shampoo into his hair.

He'd close his eyes so that nothing would get in them and just enjoy the feeling of Russia giving him attention. "You've got a lot of hair Candy.." Russia said, looking down all the foamy bubbles forming as he rubbed the shampoo into Canadas hair.

Then after a good minute or two Russia looked at the shower head on the wall,  shocked to find it was movable and could be brought to different places in the shower via a flexible metal "hose" connecting it to the wall.

He grabbed it, putting it above his lovers hair and watching all the suds rinse off onto the shower floor tiles and down the drain.

The shower lasted a good hour or so, most of the time was just the two men being affectionate with each other and maybe even a bit lewd at times.. although those lewd situations were quickly de-escalated to be more wholesome.

After the shower had finished Russia waited for his clothes to dry before he cooked, cuddling with Canada as he did so of course.

Once his clothes were dry he began cooking for the Canadian, although he did have to get a bit of help from them as he hardly understood the vast array of spices and other ingredients Canada had available to him in his cupboards and fridge.

He also had to help Russia control the stove, because of the amount of buttons and knobs that seemed to do basically nothing. Everything in Canadas home was sleek and fancy and very over complicated. Russia was confused on how Canada even lived in it with all the features and steps everything seemed to have..

In the end though he just prepared a simple breakfast, French toast (Canada had been the one to make that dish, as Russia didn't even know how to prepare it but saw it on TV once and thought Canada would like it do to his French roots. He was also shocked when he was told it actually wasn't a French dish at all. But an American one.)

Along with the French toast Russia cooked eggs and bacon, something he had learned to make at a very young age and was very good at preparing well.

The two men enjoyed their breakfast together, chatting and cuddling lovingly as they did so.

As soon as Russia was done eating he stripped Canadas mattress and threw his sheets and blankets into the wash.

After all this, the two men spent the rest of their day bonding as couples do. Russia was sure to treat Canada very special today after the previous night as he believed it was important to care for people after sex. No matter how intense. And this was extra important to him considering it was also Canadas and his first time which made it special.

He also wanted Canada to know what to expect after they did anything along those lines. And not to expect to be fucked and then given no attention like so many people seemed to do to their partners.. That was no way to treat someone you loved.

The day ended with Russia falling asleep at the Canadians house once again. By nighttime Russia had made Canadas bed again and gone to his house to get pajamas he could actually wear this time. Which was just sweatpants as he saw no reason in wearing a shirt to bed. Canada liked this a lot as it meant he got to see his boyfriend walking around shirtless all night.

The two cuddled up in bed together and wished each other sweet dreams, both of them sharing one final kiss for the night.