Working Overtime

RPing done in the MSN RC Group.

Ivan: -Touches Yao's shoulder.- Yao~, Yao~ !

Yao: *Staring at the computer screen Yao twirled the pen in between his fingers.  The documents he was suppose to sign and hand back to his boss in the morning sat beside him, ignored as Yao looked blankly at the monitor, mind clearly somewhere else*

*Jumps slightly at Ivan's sudden calling of his name.*

Wh-what?  What is it?

I bet you're tired~ So i prepared something for you. -Nods his head, talking so happy with his child-like personality like always.-


Yao: Eh? *tilts head* What?  What did you prepare? *glances around, trying to see if Ivan had anything in his hands*

-Takes a bag from behinde his back with tradicional Russian food inside in little containers.- I made us dinner.

Yao: *Blink* Dinner?  But I just finished eating...

-Makes a sad face.- Oh... -Looks down at the food he prepared with so much love.- I...I guess Yao doesn't wants any of my food then? -teary eyes.-

(...Ivan's go tap eyes he can just turn on and off to manipulate Yao with)
Yao: *Panics, nothings tugs on his heartstrings more than when Ivan turned teary puppy-dog eyes on him.  Those two pieces of amthyst jewels sparkled like crystal under the sunlight*

Uh-well, I mean, I guess I can...use a second helping, I mean I do plan to stay up pretty late, have to finish all these documents *sighs and glances at the pile of work his boss had given him*

-Immediatly brights up, smiling with a pure sparkling aura around him.-  Really? Oh Yao~ -Places the bag over the table and takes a sit right next to him.-  Its just like a married couple, don't you think? Me making food while you work~ -Holds his hands.- I can stay here an make you company until you're done.

Yao: *Takes the bag from where Ivan had placed it, looking inside.  He had to admit he was curious, food held a special importance to him and trying out foods from fellow nations was always an adventure.*

*While looking through the bag he gives Ivan an odd look at the mention of 'married couple'*

What're you talking about?  Married couple??  I don't think our bosses would ever allow such a thing to happen.
Eh? -Chuckles.- I didn't say I wanted to be a married couple, little Yao~ -Traped him like a fly, didn't really need more, Yao's mouth had just said what he wanted, Ivan would play with him for what he said now.- I only said, it was like a married couple...unless you want it. -Smiles so innocently.-
Yao: *Blinks, hand stopping halfway as he was pulling something out of the bag.  He turns his head slowly to look at Ivan's misleading innocent face, realizing his slip-up a minute too late.  Ooh Ivan was a sly one.*

You...I didn't...I mean...NO!  Of COURSE I don't WANT it.  Don't be ridiculous

-Slides closer to him, slowly, so it wont scare him off.- Why is Yao so nervouse then?

Yao: *Flustered and feeling his face heat up, he quickly closes the bag and puts it back on the table.  He grabs the top document off of the pile of work he has, trying to focus on it in hopes that Ivan will take that hint and leave him be*

I'm totally not nervous, I--I'm just worried my boss will be angry I don't have my work done.  Yes, I need to get all this done tonight!

Mmm? -Stands up staying right behinde him, takes his gloved hands to Yao's shoulders, softly rubbing.- In that case let me help you.... Or... -takes hands off.- Am I not allowed to touch you either?

Yao: *Ivan's brief touch somehow managed to send little lightening bolts down his spine making him jerk upright as his hand tightened around the document he was holding, crumbling it a bit.  Damn, Hu wasn't going to like that...*

*He cursed in his head as his mouth automatically let out a small dissapointed whine when Ivan removed his hands, he hoped against hope that Ivan wouldn't hear it*
You-you're always so touchy-feely, I think you've been hanging around those Western countries too long.

-Damn, of course Ivan heard him, Ivan's attentive to every gracefull move and every melodic sound that may come from his Asian passion.- Yao dislikes my touches? -Slides his ponytail away rubbing his thumb against his neck, right in the middle of his neck.- If you tell me to stop...I'll stop...

Yao: *He knew Ivan was teasing him again, the northern bear knew perfectly well how much Yao craved those tender touches, to be held, caressed, kissed.  Yet Yao's pride would never allow him to actually admit that much less ask for it.  No, the dragon has no weakness, has no desire except for his peoples' wellbeing and happiness, the dragon is forever strong, never needing, wanting anything for himself.  So then...why is his body arching to feel more of Ivan's touch?  Why is a lazy, content smile trying to make its way onto his face?*

R--russia...I...I need to finish..my work...
-Leans closer, so close his breath could touch Yao's neck, that thin gracefull neck he was craving so much to kiss.- I'm sorry...what did you call me? -It was frustrating to hear himself being called "Russia" by those lips, Yao knew perfectly well his name, they were already close enough to use each other's human names. No...that was only a way the chinese man had to escape the intimicy they had.-  You know I prefer when you call me by my name...
Yao: *Shivers as he feels soft, hot breath breeze over his sensitive nape, which is odd because the room suddenly feels a lot warmer than he remembered.  He knew Ivan preferred being called by his human name when they were together, but he also knew referring to the other country by state name was the only thing keeping him from throwing away all rational logic and giving into the larger country's
implicit demands*

R-russia...your name's..ru--ssia...

*Oh how he longed to turn his head just a bit so that he can capture those pouty lips with his own, how he yearned to feel Ivan's strong arms around him, holding him, supporting him, letting him know without a word that he will always be there to protect him...*

Yao: *Stifles a groan as Ivan's hands skillfully beginning working on those stressed muscles of his, the result of too many hours in the front of the computer and sitting through meetings.  Damn, he knew he shouldn't have taught the bear how to give massages...him and his bright ideas.*

*The rain of gentle kisses causes him to drop his head forward, trying to give Ivan more space to work with even as his mind screamed that this is NOT the way to get work done.  How can such a big and clumsy bear give such sweet and gentle kisses...*

There he was again, running away like a coward, making his way to show the pride of great mother land of China. Ivan knew very well how to turn tha tables, he just had to be a good hunter-- (AHHH DAMN... LET ME...NGH...)


MMmm...R..russia...

-That was enought to catch him, so he stoped, he simple stoped the kisses and affection.- Hum...there's nothing I can do then, if you don't want to call me by my name.

-Sits down again, with his always innocent face.- Is Yao hungry?

Yao: *Blinks in surprise as suddenly he feels the soft caresses stop.  He takes a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart  and thanks the heavens that his long hair has fallen over his drooping head to conceal his no-doubt red face.*

*After taking several deep breaths, he lifts his head, looking over at Ivan and that blasted innocent face when just a minute ago those lips were giving him such sweet kisses*

You're...*swallows, when did his throat become so dry?*...you're stop--ping..?

Hum? -Stares at him, violet soft eyes; the plan worked, he had seduced him, now all he wanted was Yao to beg for more.-  Well yes, like you said, you're working and that was distracting you. -Damn, Ivan was good at manipulating Yao, and he knew it, it was so easy.-

Yao: *Narrows his eyes slightly, mind battling between giving in and just telling Ivan to stop the teasing and take responsibility for his current state or pulling up his walls of defiance.*

You know...it's rude to not finish what you start.

*Pout as he turns his glare onto the document now more or less a crumbled ball of paper in his hand.  Yeah, Hu really wasn't going to like this*

-Ivan leans against the chair, enjoying himself so much, sometimes Yao was so weak, easy to break and seduce. He had already won, but still, he didn't hear the proud nation beg.-

Its rude not to say please too. -He smirks.- Its rude not to call me by my name...

Yao: *Whips his head around to pin the Russian with a glare.  Ivan was teasing and playing and he knew it full well, but the method with which Ivan is demanding to put an end to this game and obtain his goal is a hurdle Yao has trouble coming to grips with.  The dragon didn't beg any nation, certainly not for something like this.  Yao huffed, well, two can play at this game!*

*He softened his glare, letting his frowning lips settle into a slight smile and half-lidded his eyes*

*He reached over from his position, settling his hand noncholantly against Ivan's thigh, letting his thumb run small, teasing circles.*

Oh, well dear me...


-Not expecting this reaction from the smaller man made him open his eyes wide open, quickly changing to a tensed up expression from how close Yao was to turning him on. He understood immediatly that Yao was also getting in the game, this would be a long night, and no paprer work would be done.-

What are you trying to do little Yao? -a inch of pink could be seen in Ivan's cheeks.- I though you wanted to work.


*Smile grows larger. Gotcha Ivan Braginski, takes more than that to beat a 4000 year old dragon.  Yao leans in more, putting more weight on the hand on Ivan's thigh as his other hand reaches over cupping against the other man's cheek, letting the thumb brush lightly over the pink that's tinting the pale skin*

Oh, but seeing that honourable guests to my country are not offended is also a part of my job, is it not?

*Inches in closer, lifting himself out of his chair and letting the weight of his upper body rest on the hand on Ivan's thigh as he brings his face so close to Ivan's that he can feel the man's breath...steadily getting heavier.*
-Ivan quickly takes a hand up to the small nation's cheek; licking his lips expecting a brush from thos soft petals against his owns.-  Well then... I'm not satisfied Yao. -Softly brushes his lips against the others, trying to calm down the animals inside himself, ready to conquer that pale small perfect body at any second.- Call me, by my name...

*Smile grows larger. Gotcha Ivan Braginski, takes more than that to beat a 4000 year old dragon.  Yao leans in more, putting more weight on the hand on Ivan's thigh as his other hand reaches over cupping against the other man's cheek, letting the thumb brush lightly over the pink that's tinting the pale skin*

Oh, but seeing that honourable guests to my country are not offended is also a part of my job, is it not?

*Inches in closer, lifting himself out of his chair and letting the weight of his upper body rest on the hand on Ivan's thigh as he brings his face so close to Ivan's that he can feel the man's breath...steadily getting heavier.*


Ivan quickly takes a hand up to the small nation's cheek; licking his lips expecting a brush from thos soft petals against his owns.-  Well then... I'm not satisfied Yao. -Softly brushes his lips against the others, trying to calm down the animals inside himself, ready to conquer that pale small perfect body at any second.- Call me, by my name...

*Ah, such persistance the young one had, Yao chuckled in his mind.  At the feel of Ivan's lips gently ghosting over his own, he darts out the tip of his tongue, for a quick lick.  He moves the hand on Ivan's cheek down, letting it play with the other nationa's ever-present scarf*

Hmm...and what's my reward if I do..?

-Incredible, it was amazing how Yao could even think that he was in charge of that situation, if that was going to make him take Yao to bed, then it was fine by him. Even more incredible was the older nations think he would get a reward.-

I'll make Yao feel really good~

*Smiles with half-lidded caramel eyes that have darkened to ebony as he turns his head slightly and begins to place fleeting, barely there kisses along Ivan's jaw up to his ear.  His one hand slowly begins loosening the scarf, as his other is removed from Ivan's muscled thigh to help in the process*

Hn...and how good *nip*..is..*nip*..really..*nip*..good..*nip*?

-That was enought of a turn on for himself, in a quick gesture he gets a hold at Yao's hips throwing him over the desk, all the paper work yet to finish under she smaller body, looming over Ivan smirked down at him, like a lion apon his prey.-

I'll have to show you how good is it...my dear Yao~

*Yao does a quick victory lap in his head, but even though he knew his teasing would get some such reaction out of the Russian he is still startled by the strength with which Ivan pushed him against the desk and the possessiveness in the man's hold on his hips.  Yao had to admit, he liked knowing there was someone who wanted him so badly, who desired him, needed him, who adored him so.*

*Looking into Ivan's eyes that have become a maelstorm of lust Yao reaches out with both hands that had been interrupted in their quest to remove Ivan's scarf, and now wraps them around the larger man's neck, pulling him down closer.  He barely spares all the scattered papers and desk supplies a glance*

Oh are you now...

-Faintly kisses his lips, a quick sweet kiss, only to pepper that situation a little bit more. That was fun, he loved those kind of games they used to play, he loved how Yao tried to be strong and push him away, the more he pushed him away, the more drawn to him he was, it was like a magnet.-  
Say my name...

*Pouts as Ivan pulls away before he has a chance to deepen the kiss, but even then he could taste the faint bitterness of the vodka Ivan adored so much.  Being pinned under Ivan's bigger frame, Yao lifts one of his legs up until his knee comes into contact with a growing bulge in a certain vital region of the Russian.  Yao smiles and lifts an eyebrow*

If I do...you'll keep your promise, yes?

-He was no old man indeed, Yao was capable of having more strengh and life than himself.  Besides, Yao became adicted in sex, the love they made was sweet and deep, beyond any other relationship. While in the other hand, Ivan was simply adicted in Yao, just the simple fact of being by his side, just the fact that he could look ate him everyday, was enough to make him happy. Carefully, Ivan took that naughty leg, spreading them both, positioning himself between them and rubbing against.-

Have I ever failed to you?
*Exhales softly, sharp eyes locked with Ivan's even as he could feel a fuzzy haze settle over his mind when he felt the pressure against his most sensitive region, a rumbling purr escaping his throat when Ivan purposely rubbed against him before he can stop it*

Well then...Ivan Braginski...show me what feeling 'really good' is...

Because I wasn't there when they RPed the rest, I missed who said wat

-Intoxicated with the other's perfume, Ivan drowned himself in Yao's skin, kissing and nibbling his neck softly, while the hands still on his hips wodered up and down, searching through his clothes.-
Yao smells so good~
-Bites down on his pulse sucking hard and making a mark.-


*purrs contently, gasping as he felt Ivan's teeth sink into his skin, no doubt leaving a possessive mark, staking the larger man's claim. He leans back against the desk, hooking one arm around Ivan's neck to keep himself upright as the other slips under Ivan's coat, deftly unbuttoning the piece of clothing with practiced ease.*
   

-Not wanting to lose more time being nice and kind, with sweetness and sof kisses, Ivan took a grip onto the other's shirt, ripping it open, exposing his PORCELAIN BARE NAKED CHEST, reveiling more his scent. Eager to have and possesse Ivan leaned into him, taking all that naked skin, flesh and bones as his, seding butterfly kisses down it and up again, reaching his sensitive points, one with his thumb and he other with his mouth.-


*Frowns slightly as Ivan manages to tear _another_ of his shirts, he's going to have to start buying them in bulk at this rate. Before he can complain however, Ivan leans in, pushing him against the desk even more. Yao lowers the hand that had been busy trying to get under Ivan's layers of clothing to give himself a small boost onto the desk so that he can sit on it, leaving his legs free to
*wrap around his lovers waist and pull him in even closer*

My, my..someone's eager tonight


-Smirking against his skin, Ivan took a hand to set Yao free from any piece the ripped shirt he could still have, he then swirled his tongue around one of his nipples, he wanted to hear at least a moan from the smaller man, anything at all to make him more passionate than he already was.-

I promissed you, I'd make you feel good... -whispers against his heated nipple.-


*Gasps out loud before he has a chance to muffle it as Ivan's lips and tongue tease one of his most sensitive spots. He clasps a hand over his own mouth, flushed face getting even more red as he realized Ivan must have heard his gasp of pleasure as his other hand tangles in those silky silver locks, pulling the larger man against his chest, urging him to keep going. Without realizing it, his own
*slender hips squirm and arch with each touch given by Ivan's wandering hands, instinctively seeking release.


Does it already feels good Yao~? I didn't even started...
-He said after pulling away from the other's chest, reaching up to his face, seaking his petal like lips and involving them in his own in a deep passionate kiss; His hands where still searching all over his body, not leaving a trace of skin to dscover. Ivan left one hand over Yao's chest, touching his sensitive spots, while the other searched for the FORBIDDEN CITY, reaching down to it and softly rubbing agains the clothing.-


*Happily enjoys having Ivan's soft lips over his own, teasingly darting his tongue in and out of the other's hot, moist cavern. He wraps both arms tightly around Ivan's neck, pulling him as close as physically possibly, crushing their lips together as he lays back on the desk, forcing Ivan to bend down and tower over him. He cursed in his mind that Ivan always chose to wear so much clothing
*because right now he yearned so much to feel the other's hot flesh against his own but was reluctant to loosen his embrace to rid Ivan of his garments*
Uhh...I-Ivan...want *kiss*...feel..*kiss*...more...*kiss*


-If he could hear Yao's thoughs he could curse himself for wearing so many clothes, he should be used to wear almosy nothing when visit his lover. He should get used to the ideia that, everytime they saw each other, they would get nakes and dirty. Making an effort to never stop kissing him, Ivan quikly worked on taking off his own coat and open his shirt, he was behiond turned on, wanted to have and possese that man so bad, so fast.-

*Smiles against the kiss as Ivan begins to rid himself of those bothersome clothes, yes...yes...that ivory skin...those strong muscles. Yao wastes no time as swift hands are running across Russia's chest before the shirt has even been completely unbuttoned. He deepens the kiss, slender fingers trailing lightly across Ivan's expansive chest, circling a blushing nipple and pinching gently. Yes,
*Yao can give as good as he got and after 4000 years he's had his share of experience. Using the desk as leverage, Yao pushes his hips up, grinding his growing bulge against Ivan's making himself shudder as pleasure raced like fire through his veins*

-Pulling away from the hot kiss, Ivan gives a few gasps, taking that pause to breath and unhand himself from all his upper laywers of clothes. Not wanting to make his lover wait one more second, he pushes himself down again, rubbing back at him and making they're lips meet again in a hungry passionate kiss.-

Mm... Yao~ -Moans the large man against the other's lips.-


*More than pleased now that Russia's completely bare from the torso up, Yao kisses back hungrily, tangling their tongues in a desperation as if Ivan is about to dissappear. He brushes his hands over Russia's broad back, skimming over faint scars and taking care not to disturb the newer ones. He pulls back slightly from the kiss, move to litter butterfly nips and nibbles along Ivan's jaw and neck
* He can feel that strong pulse, thumping a heavy rythm directly below the skin.*


-Just hearing his name from Yao's lips make all his body vibrate and beg for more, he wanted more of Yao, and he wanted it now. But he would make him beg before, oh... yes he would, for his sadistic pleasure. Both of them wanted each other, it was clear like water, so he wouldn't feel guilty if Yao complained about awfull pains the next day. Sharply, Ivan took his naughty hand inside the other's pants, searching for his member, softly stroking it.-


Ah!

*A startled gasp is wrenched from his throat as suddenly soft touches are bestowed upon his hard member, just enough to tease, yet not enough to give him release. His slender hips buck up of their own will seeking more. His hands cling tightly to Russia, no doubt leaving a few marks of their own against that pale skin as his eyes become hazed over in lust*

I-Ivan..more..yesss..

-A smirk grows in Ivan's face, there it was, the begging he wanted. But for some reason, he wasn't satisfied.
Hashly he took Yao's member roughly into his palm and stroke it faster and harder, having the other hand wraped around the small man's waist and rubbing himself against him.-

More what Yao? -Purrs against his ear.-


*Under normal circumstances that smirk would irk Yao to the core but currently Yao was beyond care as his entire attention was focused on only one part of his body. He yelps in surprise as suddenly Ivan increases the pace of his strokes, making his member almost painfully hard. The mist of lust that has enveloped his mind makes him almost miss hearing what Ivan said*

M...more...uhnn....thi..s..
**Pants as he screws his eyes shut, trying to string together a full sentence*

I-Ivan..plea..se...


-He got Yao drunk of please and needy for more, just like he wanted. It was all according his plans, like always. I was really easy to read and seduce that man, his pride could never pull him away for too long.
So Ivan stoped... the teasing game was starting now, he stoped stroking him, and took away his hand, making it hold his hip, leaning down to kiss his cheek; giving him a sweet innocent smile.-

*The suddeness with which Ivan stopped caused Yao to let out a whine of complaint before he even realized it came from his own throat. He blinked a few times trying to clear his mind and grasp what had happened wondering why Ivan had stopped before recognizing the expression on the other man's face. Dammit, looks like Ivan's in his teasing mode. Swallowing a few times in an attempt to moisten
*his parched throat, Yao pouted his lips, lowered his chin towards his chest and looked up through his lashes at Ivan*

S..something wrong?