☆Wish Upon A Star☆

☆~Chapter 10~☆

Yao's thin body trembled weakly in pleasure, his skin sticking to the sheets with semen and sweat. A small moan escaped his lips as his lover pulled away from him, his chest rising and falling between ragged pants, a big hand stroking his inner thigh, shooting shivers up his spine.

"I love you, Yao,"

"I-I love you too, Ivan," He managed to mumble out, tensing up as the Russian man's tongue cleaned up every white stain from his skin with his tongue, skillfully running across the inner part of his trembling thighs and his heaving lower belly, licking all the way to the last spreadings above his bellybutton.

Yao had to squirm slightly under his lover's cares to don't break into a fit of laughter, his lips twitching in a small smile. He let out a soft squeak and had to squirm again when Ivan's cold lips kissed all the way down to his thighs, smirking slightly.

Yao felt his face flush, and his lower parts heat up, when his hand travelled up Yao's side to his cheek. "I love you so much," He mumbled, kissing his lips.

Yao couldn't reply, melting himself in the kiss and wrapping his arms around the Russian man's thick neck.

"And, to finish this--"

Ivan's husky mumble was cut off by the door slamming open. The Lithuanian slave glared at Ivan defiantly, his eyes and nose rimmed by rosey skin. "Young sir." If his tone towards Ivan was usually disrespectful, now it was filled with insubordination. "Rabbit and eagle. You know what to do." He spat every word, before storming out of the room.

Yao's chest heaved with fear. The servant had earned punishments from a simple slap to a cigarette burn in a regular basis just because he didn't bow correctly, or didn't speak clearly enough; and the Chinese teen didn't want to think about what could Ivan do to Toris this time.

"L-Love! Wait!" He almost gasped, holding onto his lover's shoulder tightly, like it could keep him down, over his sweating body.

But his surprise overpowered his fear when he saw Ivan's slight smirk. "Let him be, he's had a rough week. His... girlfriendly thing died" He said in almost a purr that sounded far too satisfied, before leaning in and kissing Yao's lips. "I'll be back, babe,"

Yao's skin felt cold when the bigger boy pulled away and started to get dressed. "O-Oh my, poor man..." Yao curled up under the sheets and held onto them, looking up at Ivan in utter confusion.

When he was about to blurt some nonsense out, Ivan spoke again. "Don't feel bad for him. Toris will come to take the sheets and to prepare clean ones, tell me if the angry little man hurts you and I'll have him decapitated," Sending shivers to an already trembling Yao, he put on his boots and walked out, closing the door after him.

Yao frowned slightly, smoothing his now clean hair behind his ear and letting out a soft, shakey sigh.

It had been over a week since he had moved in with Ivan, and yet the care had already started to worn out between the two lovers.

Ivan was out most of the day, and just came back for dinner, leaving a strong stink of smoke and alcohol behind. When he wasn't out gambling and drinking, or having dinner with the rest of the Braginski and the the Wang, he spent his time making love to Yao.

There were no flowers, no notes, no innocent cuddling evenings anymore; just sex. And everytime it felt less loving.

Sighing his thoughts away and wiping his clouded eyes, the Chinese boy stood up and grabbed some clean clothes, walking to the room's bathroom for a shower.

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The playground noises could be heard from inside the toilet cabin. It couldn't be much longer until the bell rang and made them go back to take their classes.