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Snapped!Russia

Ivan, the quiet Russian, was your best friend, and he had been obsessed with you since you were children and you befriended him. He was rejected by everyone else, even a hamster, but not you. No, his sweet Name would never reject him.

He was right now on his way to pick you up from work, you two had moved out of your respective homes; he needed to get away from his crazy little sister and you didn't want him to have to be on his own. He worked as a bouncer in a night club that was only open Fridays and Saturdays, while you worked in a business nine to five during weekdays.

Ivan paused seeing you, his precious sunflower, talking to another man. He recognized the man as Alfred Jones, a coworker who worked in the mail room of your office. You were so beautiful in your black slacks and white button up shirt with your (hair color) tresses pulled back.

Ivan would always scare any possible males away from the time that you two were children, in ways he was much like his younger sister in how he scared any males away from you that might want you. Ones like your friends Tino and Berwald who were in a relationship and so wouldn't take his sunflower from him.

Over the years he had grown more and more of an obsession with you. He was not about to lose you. Walking foreword he came behind you, Alfred seeing his face draining of color. Setting his large hands on your shoulder you turned to see Ivan and smile. Not just any smile, <I>his</I> smile, the smile you smiled at him and him alone. Seeing it calmed him down somewhat. Turning to the blonde you smiled at him.

"Well this is Ivan, I have to go; thanks for keeping me company Alfie!" You said happily turning with Ivan as Alfred nodded, still scared of that creepy guy and headed to his car. He wondered if you were okay but you seemed to show no fear for the large man, and he seemed nicer when you looked at him.

With you and Ivan you walked home, your heels aching your feet. Once you got to your shared apartment you kicked off your heels, using your tall Russian friend as support so you didn't fall. "I swear those things are torture devices." You complained stretching some.

"How about your change into your pajamas and Ivan will rub your little feet." He said happily as you looked at him with a gentle smile.

"Really? Thank you Ivan, your too good to me." You said before heading to your room to take off your uncomfortable clothing and put on your pajamas. You had a large pair of (favorite color) plaid sleep pants that Ivan had bought you one particularly cold winter, you also put on a tank top you had bought because it reminded you of Ivan, it was decorated with sunflowers.

Coming out you undid your hair and smiled at Ivan. You sat across from him on the couch and put your feet in his lap, he quickly went about rubbing your feet. You let out a happy sigh as he did so, his strong hands working your feet in warmth.

After a bit he started to rub up your ankles and legs. While he was on the calves you didn't think anything of it, figuring he was just lost in it, in another world as it would be. However as he moved up to your thighs you started to move away, which had him gripping your thighs harder.

"Ivan, what are you doing?" You asked as he looked at you with his violet eyes different than you had ever seen them.

"You are mine, Name. My little sunflower." He added tugging you closer to him, moving so that he was sitting on his knees as you pushed yourself up with your elbows.

Before you could do anything however one of his large hands were pressed against your core, the other holding your thigh from the other one so he could touch you. Honestly you had developed a crush on the sweet giant during the summer between sophomore and junior year of high school but you had pushed it away as you had thought that he didn't feel the same way.