You adjusted your vest, and wiped away any dust to look presentable. You were an undercover assassin for (Your Country) who hated the communist country Russia. "I hate Russia, I despise Ivan." You whispered to yourself. Your mission was to assassinate Ivan Braginsky or Russia as people normally call him. You were raised to think lesser of Russians, but in reality you never actually came in contact with them.
First, you had to kill Ivan and then your country does the invading. You were disguised as a servant for Russia and were just about to serve his dinner. But there was something insidious about the food you were about to serve to Ivan. You had slipped some antifreeze into his tea the sweet taste would be undetected and it would surely cause fatality. If all plans fail, you also had a gun in hand with a silencer so you could shoot, grab, and go. You placed the silver tray on a cart and casually made your way to Russia's office.
You tried not to make yourself noticeable because if anyone found out you were here to mainly murder a powerful country's leader you would be killed on sight. You gently knocked on the tall oak doors in front of you until you were commanded to come in, "Come in!". You turned the handle and pushed the cart to Russia. Russia was sitting at a desk filling out paperwork with a stern look.
When he noticed you standing there he looked up And gave you a warm smile. " Your dinner, my liege. Tonight the chef has prepared for you Pelmeni. I also thought you could use a cup of warm herbal tea to soothe your head. It seemed like you had a lot of work so I felt a bit compassionate." You said smooth and naturally. "Thank you ... Um, what's your name, Da?" Ivan said with an innocent smile. "(Fake Name)." You said emotionless. "Hmm .... Well thank you (Fake Name)." the gap of silence in his response quite worried you, but you needed to stay cool. "So (Fake Name) tell me a bit about yourself." Ivan said while picking at his food. "Well, I was born in Moscow, Russia and I lived with my parents until I decided to become independent and not rely on them so much. I have my own home and a little stray cat named (Cat Name)." Everything you said was a lie, but hopefully Russia would believe it.
"Hmm, you don't seem Russian." Ivan stated with no hesitation. "What do you mean, sir?" You tried to thicken your fake Russian accent, but at this point you were mentally panicking. "Ha-ha don't fret (Fake Name) I was only just messing with you!" Ivan said with a sweet childish smile. "Okay, sir, I must be going I have other work to take care of." You said with an awkward smile.
You were just about to exist, but Russia blurted out words you wished he never said. "Do you think I'm that stupid?" Russia said in a bitter tone. "Uh, excuse me sir?" You tried to stay calm, but your breath started to quicken. "You think (Fake Name) is going to fool anyone? I know you're not Russian, I know you put something in my tea. You think I stupid, Da?" Russia said more severe and with a displeased facial expression. "Come here." Russia gestured you to come to him with his pointer finger. You obediently obliged and stood at least 3 feet away. "Who are you, who sent you, and why are you trying to poison me?" Ivan said making straight eye contact with you.
You swiftly pulled out your gun and aimed it at the Russian. "Don't make any sudden move or I will shoot." You said furrowing your eyebrows. You were shaking and some part of you couldn't do it. Russia looked deep into your E/C eyes and patiently waited for your response. You slowly lowered you gun. You couldn't do it. Russia wasn't evil as your people said he was kind and sweet. "I can't do it." You said, lowering your head.
Russia stood up and lifted your chin gently. "I'm only going to ask you one last time. Who are you, who sent you, and why are you here." You couldn't take the right words to explain and instead stood quietly looking into Russia's violet eyes. "Hmm, oh well." Russia grabbed a metal pipe nearby and smashed it against your head knocking you out cold.
When you finally woke up you were in a dark room, tied up to a chair without you clothes. The walls were a dark grey brick and the ground was like cement. All you had on was your F/C panties and matching bra. "Well, someone's finally wake, Da?" You didn't dare say a word for you were afraid of what he might do. "Not going to speak huh? This might change things." Russia leaned in a planted his rough warm lips in a hot make out session and thrusted his tongue into your mouth exploring every crevice. When you both finally parted a string of saliva kept you both connected.
You were in shock and decided to speak. "My name is Y/N and I was brought here by (Your Country) to assassinate you." You said gasping for breath. "Aw, that's even more beautiful name." Russia said with another innocent smile. "What are you going to do to me?" You said hesitantly. "You need to be punished for your crimes, but you're too beautiful to hurt." Ivan then placed a sweet kiss on your forehead. Ivan then united you, picked you up bridal style, and carried you to a cold, steel operating table.
Ivan traced his fingers down the valley of your breast and then quickly ripped it off. "Ah!" You said, struggling to cover your breast, but failed simply because you were still tied up. Ivan then grabbed a teapot of boiling hot water. "No, please Russia! I promise I'll never attempt to kill you I'll oblige to your every command!" You plead. Ivan ignores your statement and gently started soaking a white rag. He then massages your breast with the warm water. You felt so conscious and your nipples were starting to get hard. "Ah!" You gaped your mouth when Ivan started to pinch your nipples while roughly kissing your lips. "Your lips are like velvet." Russia said, giving you a devilish smirk.
Russia took a peek at your panties and noticed how wet you were getting and didn't want to leave it unattended. He lightly rubs his fingers over you clit while still massaging your breast. "Oh God, Ivan please!" You moaned. Russia then gently slips your panties off, leaving you fully naked. "Don't worry Y/N things are about to get better." Russia leans in your womanhood and starts licking the folds and enjoys your sweet flavours.
"Such a lovely aroma you give off, probably even sweeter than the antifreeze you tried putting in my drink." Russia said with a small chuckle. You couldn't help but blush a crimson red. "Now let's start getting to the good part, Da?" Russia places you on your knees and your hands still tied behind your back. You heard a light zipper and started to whimper. "Please I'm not ready to lose my virginity yet!" You were absolutely terrified.
Ivan placed a small kiss on your cheek and then thrusted his huge member into your tight, wet hole. "AHHH! IVAN!" You screamed. "Mmm I love you moans and the way you say my name only gets me harder." Russia says while fondling with your breast. Ivan curves his body with you and starts penetrating. All was heard were your screams and his grunts.
Ivan switched positions with you on your back and him on top. Russia continues to fuck your flower and the smell of aftershave and sex was emitted. You felt your core tense up and twist in pleasure. You weren't supposed to like it, but it was too tempting. "IVAN! FASTER!!!" You begged. Ivan picked up the pace and starting pounding your womanhood.
Russia Gripped your plump ass and started hitting your G-spot. "OH GOD IVAN I'M GONNA CUM!" You tried to hold it in, but when Russia sent a shock wave-like slap to your ass that's when you came all over his member. Ivan then grunted one last time before releasing his seed into you. You were both panting and were sweaty as hell. Ivan loosened your restraint and said, "Come on my sunflower" But you cut him off by saying, "Not until after round 2." You said straddling his waist, evilly smirking, and tying up Ivan's wrist. "Anything for my Sunflower."
You both continued to make sweet kinky love, but this time in his master bedroom, and you both soon fell asleep in each other's arms.
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Hetalia x Reader Smut
FanfictionHetalia one-shots including most of the Hetalia characters and yourself. In each and every one-shot you will expect to read very descriptive, seductive, alluring, short stories. You'd be reading passionate snogging with Britain, french kissing with...
