Captivity (RusAme) #WATTYS2018

Chapter 9

 Ivan walked into the room, smirking. His eyes caught Alfred, mostly his lower body. He was fully naked, right in front of his eyes. Ivan licked his lips, seeing Alfred was yet sleeping.

"Good morning, my dear subject." He bit his lips.

"Ivan.." Alfred moaned his name. Ivan looked at him, his eyes widening. "I definitely think you are in trance right now." Ivan sat down on his chair. Alfred was fully awake as he realized he was naked. He looked at his lower parts, then back at Ivan.

Ivan smirked. "Let's play a game, Alfred. You would like it, wouldn't you?" He touched his chin again. "What are you doing.." Alfred threw his head back. "I will give you what you want, all you have to say is 'I surrender' yes?" Ivan laughed.

"Never! I will not ever do that!" Alfred yelled around. Ivan was surprised. He left his chin. He trailed his hand down his own shirt looking at Alfred. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and bit his lips, licking them as well.

Alfred looked at his lips, urging him to lick his own as well. Ivan got on his knees and rubbed himself, moaning. "You see, Alfred.." He paused. "I've been thinking about your body for years. Not just your brilliant mind, also that.." He motioned his part with his eyes. Alfred looked at him. "Stop it, Ivan.." He said, looking away.

"I had sparkles, for the first time. I had sparkles in my eyes. You reflected me, the flame of my childhood, my teen years. I watched you all over. All days, you didn't know I was there. All the days you screamed my name, in your room as a teenager.."

Alfred blushed, remembering the pleasure he felt as he imagined Ivan on him. But it wasn't pleasing at all! Ivan was sitting in front of him, rubbing himself, moaning his name, but Alfred wasn't even able to pleasure himself.

"Ivan, stop it! I'm warning you!" Alfred yelled around. Ivan was never pleased. Hearing 'his' Alfred call out for his name but he couldn't do anything. He couldn't touch him. He couldn't stop torturing him. He was broken, dying inside.

"Please, Ivan, just touch me!" Alfred yelled again and again. Ivan finally took his pants and underwear off, trying not to hear Alfred's screams by pleasuring himself. He was crying. They were both crying. Alfred could see the tears. That's when he understood.

He actually doesn't want to hurt me, does he? He's forced into doing this.

Ivan wasn't hearing anything other than a screaming Alfred. He wanted it, he wanted something. He wanted to touch Alfred. He wanted the sparkes again. He was so broken.

"Alfred, just say those words.." He demanded. Alfred looked at his lower parts uncomfortably. "I-I can't, Ivan.." He clenched his fists, trying to hold all of the pain in his groins. He threw his head back, tears rolling down. Ivan kept rubbing himself. "Please, Alfred! Please just.."

Ivan couldn't stand this anymore. He walked towards Alfred, untied him. He sat on him, leaning on him slightly. "They are going to kill me, Alfred..I did something really bad..Save yourself, go save yourself.." He whispered.

He left a kiss on Alfred's lips. Suddenly, his world felt alive. Everything came back. Colours, feelings, love, desire and something to die for. Someone to die for. Alfred kissed him back, closing his eyes slightly. Ivan wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him closer.

"Alfred.." He whimpered. This was pretty much music to Alfred's ears. He threw his head back when he felt Ivan kissing his neck. Alfred looked at Ivan. "Ivan..so good.."

He pushed the chair down, spreading Alfred's legs slightly. He inserted a finger in him, kissing him. Alfred moaned into the kiss. "Relax, Alfred.." He said. Alfred nodded and tried to calm down his muscles. Ivan inserted another one and started to move them. Alfred bit his lips so hard that they were quite reddened.