Rusame - Lets Fuck

Chapter Three

Ivan quickly tucked his impressive length back into his boxers and zipped up his jeans. "Well, there you have it." He tilted his head with a quizzical smile. "You're staring."

The American shook his head , rubbing his face as he glares up at him " Fuck off "

"Nah, fuck you." Ivan sniggered, waving a finger at Alfred. "It's rude to staaare." He said in a childish, singsong voice.

"I wasn't staring.. " Alfred pfts at him , turning slightly to face away from him. Obviously to hide his face.

"Liar." Ivan stood up, leaning over the slightly shorter American. He wanted to push him as far as he could before he snapped.

Alfred shudders as he could feel him hovering behind him. " So....What if I was .." Alfred slowly smirks...wanting to tease him.

"So, I'd probably decide to bring you back to my place. No one's home." He murmured, his hands ghosting over Alfred's hips as he leaned over the boy's shoulder.

Again, Alfred shuddered. Ashamed of how the taller man was winning. The man he always despised yet was always so....too curious..at how...he would fuck. " .....Sure " he stepped forward away from him.

"Alright. Come on, it's not far." Ivan motioned for Alfred to follow him out of the gates and down the street. "We have a good few hours of free time."

The American shoved his hands into his jeans, following him. " I'm guessing you're a mommy's boy "

"Meh, not really. Don't get along with either of my parents really. Dad's okay, but he's never around. You?"

" Both dead .... " The American shrugged , keeping behind the taller male.

"Shit... I'm sorry. How did it happen, if you don't mind me asking?" He turned to watch Alfred's expression carefully.

By the way the Russian turned , Alfred ended up walking beside him. " My Dad found out my Mom was pregnant with me.. Killed himself. Mom died while giving birth to me "

"Damn. That's fucked up." Ivan shook his head in disbelief. "So... were you adopted or fostered or something?"

" Still living at the orphanage " Alfred clears his throat a little.

"Whoa. Talk about a dark past." Ivan spat on the ground. "As for me... Mum and dad have been split up since I was thirteen. His alcoholism and her affairs just broke everything apart. That's when I started being like... This." He gestured to himself.

Alfred glances up at him " Like an ass ?~ " he joked, then stopped as nudged him slightly " Sorry to hear...so you still live with them both?"

"I live with mum. We can't stand each other." He muttered as he pulled out a pack of cigarettes. "Want one?"

Alfred moves his eyes towards the cigarette " That's bad for your health~ " Alfred takes it bending it in half " I'll be sucking on something else shortly there's no need "

Ivan snorted in laughter, hiding his face. Somehow, he straightened himself out. "Well... suit yourself." He grinned, lighting one up and taking a drag.

He smiled a little bit at his laugh , looking down at the floor. " Hope you choke "

"Nope. That's your job." Ivan winked as he blew out the smoke. "We're here." He pushed open the front door to a relatively nice detached house. He paused in the doorway for a second, before heading inside. "Come in."

Alfred looks curiously around the house, at the front door especially .
" Well...this wasn't what I imagined " He took off his shoes , leaving them on the shoe rack.