~ Powers of Nations: A Countryhumans Chronicle

▶Chapter:90◀

This is my first time writing about this, ehem, so here we go....

The chapter:

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Warning⚠.

3rd person pov:

As the night deepened, the warmth of the house contrasted with the cold winter air outside. China and Russia, now finally alone, made their way to their bedroom. The gentle glow of candlelight filled the room, casting soft shadows that danced along the walls, adding to the intimate atmosphere.

China closed the door behind them, his gaze never leaving Russia. There was something tender, almost reverent, in the way he looked at his husband, as if he were seeing him for the first time. Russia, feeling the intensity of that gaze, blushed slightly, his heart racing with anticipation and nervous excitement.

China stepped closer, taking Russia’s hands in his own. “Russia,” he whispered softly, his voice full of love and care. “Tonight, I want to make you feel as loved and cherished as you deserve.”

Russia’s breath hitched at those words, his heart swelling with emotion. He had never imagined he could be this happy, this loved. “China…” he murmured, unsure of how to express the whirlwind of feelings inside him.

China gently lifted Russia’s chin, their eyes locking. “Is this your first time?” he asked, his voice gentle, yet with a hint of concern, wanting to ensure that Russia was comfortable.

Russia hesitated for a moment, then nodded shyly. “Yes… it is,” he admitted, his cheeks flushing with both embarrassment and vulnerability. He had never been this close to anyone before, never allowed himself to be.

China smiled softly, his heart swelling with tenderness. He brushed a stray lock of hair from Russia’s face, his touch light and comforting. “Thank you for trusting me,” he whispered, leaning in to place a soft kiss on Russia’s lips. “I promise, I’ll be gentle.”

Russia’s heart raced even faster at China’s words, but he nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. “I know you will,” he whispered back, feeling a deep sense of trust in his partner.

China slowly guided Russia to the bed, his movements unhurried, as if savoring each moment they shared together. He helped Russia remove his robes, each layer falling to the floor with a soft rustle. China’s own clothes followed, until they were both bare, the warmth of their skin meeting for the first time.

China gently laid Russia down on the bed, his hands caressing every inch of his husband’s body with care. He could feel the slight tremble in Russia’s muscles, the mix of anticipation and nervousness. Leaning down, China pressed soft kisses along Russia’s jawline, his hands exploring the smooth expanse of his skin, each touch designed to comfort and reassure.

“Just relax,” China whispered against Russia’s ear, his breath warm and soothing. “I’ll take care of you.”

Russia nodded, closing his eyes as he surrendered to the sensations, trusting China completely. He felt China’s lips travel down his neck, leaving a trail of warmth that made his heart flutter and his wings flap slightly. Every kiss, every touch was filled with such love and care that Russia felt his nervousness begin to melt away, replaced by a growing warmth deep within him.

China took his time, ensuring that every part of Russia felt loved, cherished, and desired. He kissed along Russia’s chest, his hands moving in gentle, circular motions that sent shivers down Russia’s spine. When he finally reached Russia’s lips again, he captured them in a deep, passionate kiss, one that spoke of all the love he had for his husband.