Rusame - Lets Fuck

Fifty Four

Ivan took the opportunity to catch up to Alfred, tackling him into a snowdrift with a yelp of laughter and excitement.

He yelps still giggling beginning to plea for him to stop whilst rolling over in the snow with him. " I'm sorry I'm sorry! "

"You ass. Come here." He grinned, still struggling to remain serious as he leaned down to kiss Alfred playfully.

Alfreds laugh turns slightly high pitched once the playful kisses tickled his ice cold skin.

"I can give you more kisses once we get inside." Ivan suggested, raising an eyebrow suggestively. "No more snow down my ass, or I'll hit you."

Alfred smirks biting his bottom lip , a few giggles escaping his mouth as he pulls down Ivans pants...Not realising his mother was standing at the window with the horrific view of the white marbled Russian cheeks.

Ivan glanced up to see his mother, his eyes widening in horror as he tapped Alfred on the shoulder, trying to keep his pants up. "MY MUM CAN SEE." He hissed, glancing apologetically at her.

Alfreds laughter just grows louder, laughing so hard he was almost crying in tears.

"I SWEAR TO GOD." Ivan hissed again, barely holding back his laughter as he buckled up his trousers once more. "Let's go inside and pretend that didn't happen. My ass is cold."

Alfred tried to calm down but every time he looked at Ivans mother shaking her head he again bursts into laughter.

"Shhhh." Ivan rolled his eyes, face split into a massive grin as the two headed inside.

As Alfred was quickly shoved up the stairs , his giggles echoed the house.

Ivan's mother stopped Ivan before he could go upstairs too. "Don't do it in snow. You'll regret it." She told him softly. "I'm going out to work, I'll see you boys later."

" I'm sorry he was so forceful " Alfred said apologetically, " It's like he won't stop "

Anastasiya shot him a wan smile. "I know your tricks, American boy." She chuckled. "Go and warm up in front of the fire. Don't make mess."

He chuckles gently and headed to the livingroom.

Ivan followed after he said goodbye to his mother, racing after Alfred as soon as the front door closed.

Alfred smirks behind his shoulder towards his boyfriend once setting up the fire.

Ivan grinned, before pulling off his coat and starting to unbutton his shirt, exposing those pale, sculpture-like abs.

Alfred himself started to strip off his clothes whilst placing blankets and pillows near the fire.

Ivan closed the curtains, leaving them in the cosy, atmospheric light of the fire. The glow flickered, silhouetting his sturdy figure as he continued to undress, eyes fixed on his lover.

Alfreds naked body was scattered out across the sheets and pillows, his head turned towards the flickering fire as he took off his glasses.

Ivan finished undressing, before slowly sauntering over to where Alfred lay, placing one hand on his hip as he looked the American up and down. "You look so good right now..."

Alfred smirks mischievously, " Pervert...." he turned his head towards Ivan as he stretched himself out.

"How am I a pervert? You're showing off that gorgeous body of yours... do you really expect me to resist?" He asked, lying down next to Alfred on their bed of blankets and pillows.

Alfred rolls onto his stomach, his golden body almost gleaming because of the fire. He simply kicks his legs up as his butt jingled ever so slightly. His cock visably pressed against a pillow with the Russian flag implanted on it.

"You're so fucking hot..." Ivan whispered in awe, tracing a hand all the way from his neck down to the curve of his ass. He was already hard, his own massive cock erect and dripping precum in his eagerness to begin.

Alfred shuddered with the touch, his mouth hung open looking like a needy little slut puppy. A small reading moan escaping his mouth.

"I can't even resist you anymore." Ivan whispered, pressing their lips together in a passionate kiss. He climbed on top of Alfred, pinning him down as he prepared to enter.

Alfred moans deeply , pressing his ass up against Ivans erect area. He gripped the pillows trying to look slutty as much as possible.

It worked. Ivan's hands held Alfred's hips as he guided his cock inside, a low groan on his lips as the unbearable, sexual heat enveloped him.

" Uughn~♡ " The Americans moans vibrated against the pillows , tightening around the Russians cock.

Ivan pushed himself further inside, leaning his head over Alfred's shoulder as he whispered sweet nothings in his ear. Painfully slowly, he began to fuck him, his face contorted with immeasurable pleasure.

Another few moans escape his mouth once Alfred felt the whole length slip all the way in. Gasping in pleasure at the sudden fast movement.

Ivan's hands grabbed his fiancé's waist as he fucked him, rolling his hips to the rhythm of their moans. This time, everything seemed sincere, romantic, loving. It wasn't just sex any more to them.

His grip of the pillows tighten as his moans grew louder, echoing the whole living room. Alfred began to pant heavily beginning to beg Ivan for more.

Ivan continued to mumble the dirty words to his lover in a luscious sounding mix of Russian and English, gradually picking up his pace obligingly.

" Aah~!! Oh Ivan~♡!! " Alfred screamed out , unable to maintain his screams and moans any longer.

Ivan trembled, sweat from the heat of both the fire and their affair dripping down his back as he pounded into him much harder, gasping out his name amidst fluttery moans.

Alfred began to move one hand on his cock, beginning to touch himself as the Russian pounds him Into the pillows. His hair becoming messy ,skin as well beginning to sweat and fluster due the powerful thrusts the Russian gave.

One of Ivan's hands wound into Alfred's hair, holding him close as he drew near to his climax. "Oh fuck- I love you so much~"

" nyah~♡ Ivan I love you too ~! " Alfreds head bucked back with the yank of his hair, his heavy pants filling the air.