Mariedon23

America loses his virginity to Russia, get pregnant, and Russia finds out

Some drunk smut~

Feels~

Post Cold War~

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The nations were all gathered for a world meeting for the first time in decades. The Soviet Union had finally been dissolved, so all his puppet states were finally allowed to come to meetings again.

Alfred happily welcomed everyone to the meetings, after all, he was a good host. Ivan wasn't all to joyful about it, but he bit his tongue as he glared at the American. The two weren't as bad as they were a few months ago, so at least that was something.

Right?

America concluded the meeting by announcing a party at his New York mansion up north. Most people were estatic, some were weary, others were just annoyed. Even after winning a psychological war with, arguably, the most instance nation on the planet, he is still a child at heart.

But, everyone still showed up. Everyone gathered and partied. Everyone went crazy for one night.

When morning came, Alfred couldn't feel his legs. He went to sit up, but fell over. He tried once more and fell again. His mind fogged sometime between his tenth shot and spin the bottle. He tried so hard to remember what had happened.

Then it hit him~

FLASHBACK

Alfred had been drinking his fourth beer when Japan dragged him over to spin the bottle. Alfred rolled his eyes and went along with it, finding it amusing to see other nations get flustered. That is, until Russia spun it.

It landed on him, what a funny turn of events. Ivan smirked and Alfrd smirked back, smashing their lips together. The crowd of nations cheered on as they battled for dominance. Ending the kiss, Ivan couldn't help but chuckle.

"Your lips taste like cherries,"

"And your's taste like vodka," Alfred quirked his brow as he slyly smirked.

As the night continued on, Alfred found himself getting a headache. He stumbled up the stairs of his mansion and headed to his room, where he kept all his high grade medicine. He popped a few pills and swallowed them with water.

That's when the door slammed shut.

Ivan was there, smirking. Alfred seemed like a deer in headlights, his stomach doing flips as he watched Ivan lick his lips. He loved Ivan for so long, so God damn long. He still does, he wanted Ivan to be with him.

SMUT!~ (XXXXXs WILL MARK THE END)

Despite his fear of being heartbroken, he trudged forward, once again smashing his soft lips to the elder's. The two continued to kiss passionately and made their way to the bed. Alfred's body was burning, he had longed for this. They were only in their boxers in a matter of seconds.

The two fell back and Ivan pinned Alfred below him. His purple eyes seemed to glint with something. Alfred thought it was love and admiration, but that was impossible. Russia hated him, hated everything about him.

"God, you look so beautiful," Ivan nipped Alfred's neck, making the younger yelp. Alfred's heart skipped a beat when hearing that. But, he realized they were drunk. This was all he would get, he had to make it count.

"Vanya~" Alfred moaned, causing Ivan to stop. He looked at Alfred, his eyes wide.

"What did you just call me?"

"Vanya, don't you remember when I use to call you that? Don't you miss it?" Alfred looked to the side, "don't you miss me? How we used to me best friends?" Ivan looked away, not being able to face Alfred. He, instead, bit down on Alfred's neck.

Alfred clutched Ivan's hair as the elder grinded on him, both their dicks getting hard. Ivan stopped leaving hickies for only a moment, holding up two fingers to Alfred's mouth.

"Suck," he commanded. Alfred began to suck on Ivan's fingers, using his tongue and moaning softly. Ivan felt his dick harden more, pulling the fingers from Alfred's mouth and going under his boxers.

"Vanya, what are you-AHHH!" Alfred felt the two digits scissor him, causing tears to spring from Alfred's eyes, "Vanya, no! That hurts! Stop! What are you doing?!" Ivan stopped, leaving the fingers still inside.

"Surely you have felt this before," Alfred shook his head. Ivan's had a moment of clarity and realized his dream had come true.

Alfred, his Fredka, was a virgin.

"Vanya, it really hurts," Alfred cried. Ivan shushed him softly and eased one finger out.

"It's ok, Amerika. Just relax, we will go slow," Alfred's heart broke when Ivan failed to call him by his name. But, he continued. This was his only chance to give away his purity to the one he loved.

"Ok," he whispered as he took a few deep breaths. Alfred finally relaxed enough for Ivan to start thrusting his finger. It felt good, Alfred moaned softly. Ivan left some more hickies on his neck and chest, feeling his mind go insane.

A few minutes passed and Ivan slowly added another finger. Alfred adjusted and kept going. Then came the part he had been waiting for, centuries of patience finally coming to an end. Ivan positioned himself and waited for Alfred's signal.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes," Alfred whispered. Ivan entered slowly, finding himself already feeling the need to cum. Alfred felt like heaven, but he would never admit it, "mmm~ Vanya~" Ivan inched in more, finally sheathing his entire dick into Alfred.

"You feel amazing," Ivan complimented. He began to thrust slowly, finding himself curse in Russian, "it is nice to know I can dominate you somewhere," Ivan smirked as he went harder.

Alfred's heart shattered and the tears that fell from his eyes were no longer of pleasure.

At the end of the night, this would still mean nothing to his Ivan.

After that point, Alfred just wanted it to be over. He kept on moaning, he kept on faking, until both of them finally came. Ivan snuggled Alfred close, both of them just laying under the blankets. Alfred fell asleep as tears soaked his pillow.

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A knew he meant nothing to Ivan, but he kept a brave face. As the weeks passed, every meeting was met with fake smiles and laughter. But, something wasn't right in Alfred's mind. He wasn't ok anymore. 

It was more than just mentally, though. Alfred felt physically ill. After two months of throwing up and cramps, he decided to go to the doctor. They found nothing wrong and left Alfred more confused.

He did research on his symptoms through some books and one word stuck with him: Pregnancy.

He bought one from his corner drug store, getting some odd looks. 'It's for my girlfriend' he lied. They didn't have any place to judge him, nor did they reserve the right to know the truth. He finally got home, feeling his stomach ache more as he walked down the hall. As he closed the door to his bathroom, he awaited the results.

There was so much booze at the party, so much drinking and dancing, so much noise and loud music. It was no wonder that this happened. It was just Alfred's luck as he stared down at the pregnancy test.

It was positive.

Alfred refused to believe it. He went right back to the drug store and bought three more. 'The first one didn't work' he lied to the clerk again. He ran home, panic entrapping his heart. He went right back to the bathroom and took a deep breath. Peeing into a cup, he dipped the tests and awaited the results.

Positive

Positive

Positive

Alfred's stomach lurched as he threw up his lunch, finding it hard to keep anything down. But, this, this was too much. 

He was pregnant with Ivan's, no, Russia's baby.

Tears came down from his lashes into the toilet bowl, more puke coming up. After cleaning up, he felt his heart hurt more. Even after he plucked the pieces of his shattered heart up, they just turned to dust. 

Thoughts of him telling people filled his head, and their reactions of it. How Ivan would probably force him to abort it. How everyone would look down on him for not aborting it. But, as much as this child reminded him of his impossible love, he couldn't be rid of the baby growing inside him.

He couldn't tell anybody, especially not Russia. He had to do this alone. He learned everything he could by reading books. He covered his pregnant belly well, everybody just thought he was gaining weight. Alfred faced everything with a brave, smiling face.

Unaware that he was being watched.

Once break was called, Alfred rushed out. He went straight to the bathroom every meeting. The watcher couldn't bring himself to care and often went on his merry way.

Two months of this facade and the only person who knew was Dr. Tilly, Alfred's OB/GYN. She kept Alfred updated on his condition. During his most recent visit, she had informed him he was going to have a girl. 

Alfred was estatic! He was going to have a baby girl!

The following meeting, Alfred smiled brighter than ever before. It took all his will power to not rub his tummy during the meeting, but he managed. His fingers did twitch every once in a while, effectively catching the eyes of his watcher.

The break was called and once again, Alfred rushed out. This time, he was followed. His watcher was closely behind, following him all the way to the bathroom. He waited for a bit before he quietly entered, not making his presence known. He watched as Alfred rubbed his belly and giggled.

"My little girl, I hope you didn't miss getting affection too much. I can't let them know just yet, you have to stay a secret," Alfred smiled as he rubbed his belly, looking at the mirror, "your papa can't ever know about you. He hates me, I was just a one night stand for him, I was just someone he could dominate when he felt weak," Alfred began to cry, "I may be worthless to him, but you will be priceless to me. My little princess,"

Ivan's eyes widened and he bolted out of the bathroom. He couldn't believe what he had heard. Alfred was pregnant, he was carrying their little girl. The thing that truly stuck out to him was the word 'worthless'. 

Alfred wasn't worthless to him! Alfred meant infinity to him!

So, where did he get that idea from?

Ivan could hardly wrap his head around the idea when the meeting was called back. He blatantly stared at Alfred when he reentered the room. He looked at the belly and felt his heart ache. The rest of the meeting went by, the tall nation couldn't even pay attention. 

The moment it was adjourned, he ran after Alfred. He snagged the younger's sleeve and gently guided him back into the bathroom. He locked the door behind them and took a few deep breaths. When he looked at Alfred, he faultered.

Alfred had fear in his eyes. He wrapped his arms around his belly and began to tremble. Ivan felt himself grow angry, he closed his fists and punched the wall next to Alfred. The wall dented, the tacky tiles falling to the floor. Ivan looked down at Alfred and felt his entire body tremble.

"Why?" he whispered.

"Huh?"

"Why do think such things? Why do you think I hate you? Where did you get the idea that I thought you were worthless?" Ivan felt his body ache more as he tried to restrain himself. Alfred looked down with a sad smile.

"I know you think that way," Ivan's eyes widened, "I was just easy to dominate. That bed was the only place you felt like you won," Alfred's eyes began to tear, "I tried to tell myself you loved me. I tried to tell myself you cared. I tried to tell myself that you wanted to be with me,"

"Fredka,"

"It's ok, Ivan. I talked myself into sense. I knew you would want me to abort her, but I would never do such a thing. I knew that night wouldn't mean anything to you, so I just pretended to forget it. I told myself the truth: that to you, I meant nothing,"

"Fredka!"

"It's really ok, Ivan. I understand," tears streamed down his cheeks in clumps. Alfred looked down and laughed weakly, "You were drunk and alone, so I offered you some comfort. I know I'll never feel your love, and that's ok. I accepted the fact," Alfred's voice was quiet, "I'm really sorry. But I won't get rid of her. She's the only one I have. The one piece of something I cherished and wished for: you,"

"FREDKA!!!" Ivan yelled, silencing the younger. Alfred saw a drop land on the floor, but, it wasn't his. He looked up and saw how Ivan's eyes overflowed with tears.

"I-"

"Nyet! Listen to me!" Ivan shouted, "the moment I met your eyes, I felt my heart yearn for you! Decades of meetings would be spent taking notes! Centuries of misery I spent alone! But then I met you! I found someone I could care for! I have never stopped loving you!" Ivan got his bearings, taking a few deep breaths, "my bosses never accepted homosexuality. The ones who found out would torture me. I spent hours in excrusiating pain because I couldn't love a woman the same way I loved you!"

Alfred put his hands on Ivan's cheeks, wiping his tears away with his thumbs.

"I never knew, I'm sorry,"

"Fredka, I wanted to be with you. I wanted to wake up to you ever morning and I wanted you in my bed every night. I wanted to marry you and have a family with you. I wanted to live with you and have a happy life. All I ever wanted was someone like you. When you finally entered my life, I just wished for you,"

It was silent for a few moments.

"What does this mean for us, Vanya? Where do we go from here?" Ivan cupped Alfred's cheeks and guided his face closer to his. The two began to kiss, Ivan making sure to be loving and gentle. When they came apart, all Ivan could do was smile.

"We stay together, no matter what our bosses say, da?" Alfred giggled softly and nodded, putting his head over Ivan's heart. The taller gently hugged him, showing all his affection.

"Da," Alfred replied.

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"And that's how mama and papa came to be together!" Ivan smiled as he cuddled Alfred's side. He was sitting on the arm of the chair, swollen with their fifth child. Ivan did everything he could to make sure he was comfortable, even if it was at his own expense. 

The set of toddler triplets clapped at the story while a 9 year old girl walked in. She had platinum blonde hair tied into a ponytail and blue eyes that were framed with red glasses. Her skin was like snow and her smile was that of sunshine and rainbows.

"Mama! I think the stew is done! Wanna come taste it?" Alfred laughed and kissed Ivan's head.

"Duty calls, wash up for supper kids," Alfred got up and waddled over to the kitchen. Ivan looked on from the back, admiring his husband, "You too, dear! You won't get clean if you keep staring Vanya~"

Ivan chuckled and washed up.

His life was perfect now.