This is my first lemon so shhhhhhhh
Shush, I know there are a lot of perspective changes
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Alfred shifts awkwardly in the limited space with his FRIENDLY rival and longtime crush, Ivan Bragisnky. Why do you ask? Because fate pulled some strings and trapped them inside a box. It was big enough to fit two large people but not enough to move freely and be far from another person company.
Alfred can already feel the tension heating air around them. His blue eyes looking for a way to escape but, no cracks or holes can give a lead to freedom. Except for an unknown source where they can still breathe in oxygen.
Alfred's mind races with many scenarios this whole ordeal may go out. Then it went to the dark side. He squirmed a bit, trying to get rid of those unheroic thoughts.
"What's wrong?" Ivan smirked at the American who was obviously distraught.
Alfred blushed darker, shifting a bit more and mumbling incoherent words. "You know damn well what's wrong..." He glared lowly.
Alfred's glare only makes the Russian's lip curl upward wider. "Would you mind telling me what's wrong? Or is it too much to ask?" He knew what the American meant but, it would be boring to stall for too long.
Alfred quickly looked away, pushing at the boxes sides. "I don't know about you, but I had no plans to be your lapdog today." He tried to keep a playful tone, but it was hard with his embarrassment.
Ivan glances, "Do you have a choice?" He then playfully glares at Alfred, "Unless you like these positions or else you'd probably break this box by now."
"Oh come on... How could I like being stuck with you?" He teased. Alfred knew he was right, but that wasn't something he would admit.
"Haha, " Ivan took his left hand and turned his face towards mine. "I can tell you're lying," He then wrapped his arms around Alfred's waist.
It took a lot of effort for Alfred to not kiss Ivan then, but he had to make his point. "Oh really? Prove it then."
Ivan pulls his face closer to Alfred's in a teasing manner. "Explain to me why you're disagreeing so much? Why is your face flushed red? What are your thoughts right now?"
Alfred bites his lip, pressing into his hands a little into Ivan's larger ones. "Okay, okay... I'm thinking you're definitely enjoying this way more than I am."
Ivan grins, "Maybe I am but, it's not like you hate it, right?" He captures Alfred's lips like a predator caught its prey.
Actions speak louder than words as Alfred idly lets his hands roam around Ivan's buff frame. Ivan mentally grins as he keeps pace with the pursuing American. Biting on his plump lips, he slipped his tongue in to claim his territory.
Alfred squeaked, but I fought back anyway, making the kiss all the more passionate. Deepening the kiss to make it meaningful, Ivan slowly slips his hands through articles of clothing until Alfred's shirt was off and placed in a corner of the box.
Alfred felt inferior, so he did the same. He trails electrifying kisses and bites on the other man's scarred chest. Silent grunts resonated from Ivan's throat as he sees Alfred going lower and lower. His eyes caught sight of the blondes cowlick, he pulls the strand of hair harshly.
Alfred poorly held back a moan, gently biting into Ivans's neck to try and suppress it. Resulting in emitting a low growl from the Russian. His name still slid past Alfred's lips, as he moaned out, "Ivan..."
The moment that Alfred bit his neck, Ivan knew he found a weak spot. He continued to twirl the piece of hair between his fingers; abusing it repeatedly.
Alfred whimpers, practically melting. "Ah, no fair..."
Ivan laughs, "You're enjoying it, aren't you?" He then shifts his leg so he was rubbing on the trembling American's crotch.
He rolled his hips, trying to get more pleasure than his teasing allowed. "Y-yes, I love it~"
Ivan trails his hands down Alfred's stomach, nearing his pants. "Do you want more?"
He whines, gasping softly. "Yes please~ I want you, Vanya~." Alfred roughly kisses him, running his hand through his hair.
"Good boy, " Ivan plunges his hand down and grabbed Alfred's member, stroking it at a reasonable pace.
He moans outloud, a little surprised at his speed. He started kissing and sucking at Ivan's neck some more, looking for any advantage he could find.
Ivan groans softly as Alfred nips at his neck until his teeth graze a scar he has on his neck. He shudders a bit, "You're playing dirty."
Alfred smirks as he licks the mark that he left. "Am I?"
Ivan huffs in irritation, he wouldn't loose. "Let's see about that." He reaches down and slid off Alfred's pants and started playing with his behind. Prodding his tender insides.
Alfred squeaks in surprise, before bringing his free hand to the hem of the Russian's pants. He bites the sensitive spot he found, as he slowly pulls Ivan's pants down. Where his member sprung free, tall and hard.
Ivan moans but, continued to poke around inside Alfred's plump ass. Pressing different places, he hits the spot that can make a person see stars.
"Ah! Ivan!" Alfred screeched, making no effort to hide his pleasure. He didn't care about his pride anymore as he whines for more.
Ivan grabs both of their members and rubs them together roughly as he bites Alfred's collarbone. Soft moans leave his mouth as he scissors Alfred's dripping hole, slowly putting several fingers inside until there were three.
Alfred continues to moan loudly as he lets Ivan take complete control over his body. My senses are overwhelmed as his hands go faster from the front and behind. He winced as he added a third finger, but it quickly became another reason behind his unfiltered moans.
A devious thought crossed Ivan's mind as he slowed down, removing all articles of clothing and flipping the panting American on his back. He smirks as he stares down at Alfred's messy state.
He licks his lips, "The fun is only beginning." He rams his member in his open hole and stayed still so Alfred can adjust.
Alfred squealed as Ivan gave no warning, but he had to admit it felt amazing. He moaned out, "Please fuck me... Don't be gentle."
He rocks his hips back and forth agonizingly slow. Ivan smirks, "I don't know, should I?" Then he grabbed Alfred's member, blocking any way to release. "Beg."
Alfred tried to push back against him, but it was no use. Embarrassed, he mumbled, "Please, Ivan- I want you to make me yours."
Ivan went a bit faster, not satisfied by the answer he was given. "Is that all?" He stares at Alfred's sky blue eyes that contradict his violet orbs.
Alfred quickly looks away, speaking up a little. "Please, make sure I can barely walk~ I need you, Vanya. I need you so bad." He blushed even darker, feeling pathetic for giving in, but he really did need him.
Ivan kisses Alfred roughly. "Of course, " Without any warning, he pounded into him mercilessly. Making sure it hit hard and deep.
He yelled out, trying to keep in rhythm with him. Each thrust filled Alfred with more pleasure than he'd ever felt, and he realized just how huge Ivan must be. He would've complimented him if he could get more than half a word out.
Ivan grabs hold of Alfred's hand and laid his head on his shoulder; concentrating on his thrusts. It feels so good right now, he doesn't want to stop.
Alfred let myself get lost in the pleasure, biting his lip as he rocks his hips in time with Ivan's thrusts. Everything feels so good, as he tries to get as much of Ivan inside of him as possible.
Ivan can feel himself get light headed. Wishing for more room to move, he started pushing on the walls. He kept thrusting into the American, hoping to... Break the box as he did so.
Ivan doesn't care anymore, he thrusts like a rabid animal. Making the American under him arch in pleasure. They completely forgot the situation they were in but, the box began to shake as Ivan continued ramming into Alfred.
A tight feeling built up down Alfred's lower abdomen. "Ah~ Ivan~" He chokes out. Breathing rapidly but, Ivan was the same.
"I-I know, Alfred." He thrusts faster, reaching his hand down and strokes Alfred's member quickly.
Alfred couldn't think. He can only feel pleasure until something inside him snapped. He clenched down harshly into Ivan as he came on their stomachs.
Ivan groaned from the tight feeling and came inside of Alfred. Collapsing on the man, covered by the smell of sweat and sex. He weakly grins at Alfred. "W-What are you thinking?"
Alfred's face was still red but turn into a shade of pink. "I-It was the best."
Ivan crouches up and bumps the top of the box, forgetting that they were trapped in the first place. He pushed harder till the top flew off where they can breathe fresh air.
Alfred groans as Ivan picks him up princess style. Receiving their clothes, they have to find an excuse to tell their friends.
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"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL HAPPENED TO MY BOX!?" Arthur yelled as he examines the damage.
"And who in the world got stuck in it and decided to fuck." He shivers at the disgusting white drops were left around the floor.