Stalker | ThirdUnion

22: What I Need

Warnings! Strong warnings!
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Reich opened his eyes tiredly, his mind foggy as he had just been woken up from his nap.

He looked up, his eyes were blurry for a moment, but he could still make out a glimpse of what was in front of him.

He blinked rapidly as he saw Soviet, hovering over him, lookin' like some sort of zombie. What in the world was going on?

He tried to move himself a bit, in a attempt to wake himself up more. But it was very difficult to do so, as the other was practically holding him down.

Reich paused for a moment, "Soviet? What are you-"

But the Russian only shushed him, and leaned closer to him, burying his head into the other's neck.

Reich sat there awkwardly for a moment, feeling quite uncomfortable. But it would only get worse as he suddenly felt the other kiss his neck.

Reich's eyes went wide as he put the pieces together, oh heck no- he ain't doing this, he's put up with enough of Soviet's crap.

"Soviet-"

"Shh."

Reich was upset with the other's response, you do not simply tell the Third Reich to shush.

Reich grumbled and tried to push the Russian off to the best of his abilities, he sat up as well as he could when he was finally able to move the Russian.

Soviet finally moved off of him, after being bothered enough by the other's movements, he looked annoyed as he stared at the German.

Reich glared at him, and kept his hands on the Russian's shoulders so he could push him back again if he needed to.

"No. No, no no no. Nein."

Soviet blinked at him, he definitely had an attitude. "What do you mean 'no'?"

Reich huffed at him, "You know what I mean Soviet."

The Russian looked quite upset, a mixture of anger and sadness was on his face, he pouted, "Why not?"

"Because I don't want to." Reich continued to glare at him. He didn't even have the decency to ask before he tried something.

Soviet huffed, and punched the bed for a moment, like a little child he was throwing a tantrum. "Why won't you! We're a perfect couple! An absolutely perfect couple! Why wouldn't you want to do it with me." The Russian whined dramatically, leaving Reich unamused.

Reich sighed and shut his eyes for a moment. "Soviet, I do not want to do something like that. That is my decision, and as a 'couple', you need to respect my decisions."

Though the German was right, Soviet didn't care, "Well, then you should respect my decisions too."

Reich opened his eyes, looking at the Russian confusingly, "What-"

Soviet suddenly jumped on the other and immediately forced Reich into a kiss.

Reich immediately began fighting back, bruh, no means no stupido.

He knew he wasn't strong enough to get the Russian off of him, but something else could possibly work.

As soon as the Russian broke the kiss, Reich slapped that idiot across the face, which spooked him for a moment. Which gave Reich just enough time to attempt to slip out of the bed, but unfortunately he got trapped in between the blanket and sheets, he tried to pull himself out of them as he got closer to falling onto the floor. Which he was okay with, as long as he could get away from Soviet.