You belonged to Russia, as his house-maid of course. He was a pretty nice boss, but he seemed scary at times. And he hadn't been the same since you'd returned from America's for those two months he'd 'borrowed' you.

You pour Russia a cup of tea. "Will that be all?", You ask. He takes it from you. "Yes, the only other thing I need you to do is prepare dinner." You stack up the papers in your hands and nod. "Certainly. I can handle that."

He looks up at you. "...(Name)" "Yes?", You stop walking. He clenches his hands. "Tonight... come to my bedroom." You dash into the kitchen.

You shudder as you start a pot of stew. So this is my punishment... I guess he was actually angry about yesterday... I thought it was strange how nothing happened after he brought me back from America's..., You think.

Russia had whipped you as punishment, though you were unused to it by now, having spent two months away. I fell asleep while he was talking, and yet Russia-San let me lean against him... At any rate I wonder why he stayed by my side.

We've known each other a long time, but I still can't understand him... Like that time he came all the way to America-San's to visit, but purposely avoided seeing me! Is he attached to me... or does he hate me?

But.. even though Russia-San is scary, his body heat is surprisingly comforting... Speaking of body warmth.. It was nice when we had sex too, and he was gentle. You shudder and shake your head. Why am I remembering that?! It almost seems like I want Russia-San to have sex with me!

By this point the stew was over-boiled and the cake you were making was burnt. Latvia and Estonia drug you from the kitchen and cooked instead.

~Later that night~ You knock softly on Russia's door. Oh no, he's going to be even madder that I couldn't prepare dinner!, You tense up a bit.

"Come in~", You push open the door. "E..Excuse me.." "Ah, (Name)...", He turns to you, fluffing a pillow. "I'm sorry for over working you..." "Eh?!", You let out a squeak.

"Your bed is hard, you can't get a decent rest on it... so you can sleep here tonight.", He grabs your shoulders. "O..Okay..." He smiles. "My bed's big! You can sleep in tomorrow too!" "Uh.. thank you."

You crawl underneath the blankets. Huh? He's not mad? Then it's just going to go normally? Maybe.. Uh.. But will it be okay? It's been awhile and Russia-San's so big...

"Well, good night (Name).", Russia's breathing slowed as he shut his eyes beside you. Eh? We're really just going to sleep?! Thank Go... Huh? You sit still for moment. I'm horny..?

It's not like I was looking forward to that... No way! I just haven't had time for myself, that's why.... But then again.. I was expecting him to try something... You sigh.

"What's wrong, (Name)? Can't you sleep?", Clearly Russia had heard you. "Eh? Ah, no... I was just thinking that we didn't do anything today..." He looks you in the eyes.

"Did you want to have sex?" You sweat. Oh no! It's like I'm coming on to him! "...Yes... Only if you want to...", You close your eyes as he leans on top of you.

Russia kisses your forehead. I guess he's not all that interested in me.. He's being gentle... but it doesn't feel like he's all that into it. You clench the sheets. "Did you seduce America like this?"

"Eh?! Why would you bring up Mr. America?!", You opened your eyes. He sinks. "Well, you were living together all that time.. You seemed to get along.. You slept together didn't you? America said you did.."

"Ah... I just slept in his bed with him after he watched scary movies and couldn't sleep alone.. Nothing happened between us..." He seemed surprised. "Really?" "Of course not!", You laugh a little.

"Besides, you're the only person who seems interested in having sex with a boring girl like me...", He frowns. "Ah! Not that you have weird tastes or anything, Russia-San..." "I see..."

He kisses your neck. "Thank goodness." "Eh?" 'Thank goodness'? Could it be.. he hasn't touched me since I came back from Mr. America's because of that misunderstanding? So he was jealous...

"Hey, (Name).." You look up. "You're really wet.. I haven't even done anything yet though... Hey.. How'd that happen? You've run ahead with out me. Don't you think that's unfair, feeling good by yourself?", Russia looks at you, wearing a hurt look.

"Ah.. well.. um... I..I'm sorry!", You cry. "You wanted to have sex with me that much?", He smiles. "That makes me happy." "Eh... ah.." "But you're not allowed to feel it before me." "I'm sorry..", You gasp as he presses his lips to yours.

"This is your punishment.", Russia kisses you again, and shoves his tongue in your mouth, rubbing against yours, leaving a trail of saliva down your chin. He backs away. "More?" "Yes..."

He kisses you again, then undoes the button on your pajamas. "Can I see your body?", He asks. "Please don't ask me that..", You turn your head. "Is that your answer? I'll be undressing you anyway.", He pulls open your shirt the rest of the way.

"Amazing.. You're so beautiful..", He runs his hand down your bare chest. He's really weird.. I'm not beautiful at all... "Your nipples are hard." He squeezes the skin around them gently, then moves downward. Why's he ignoring them?

He moves his hand to your pajama pants, which he slips off, feeling your now bare wetness. "Wow! You're sweating so much, are you okay?!" A tear escapes your eyes. "If possible, I'd like to come at least once...", You cry. "No can do!"

"Why?!", You shudder as he pulls your nude body toward him, hugging you tightly. "Because you're amusing when your like this.. you've never actively sought me out before."

"And well, I just think America's an idiot to let such a cute toy slip between his fingers.", Russia turns you around, running his tongue down your spine. His finger nears your entrance. "Please don't play with me~", You shiver.

His hard member presses against your back. "I'll be inside you soon enough, so get ready for it." It goes lower. "You want this right now, don't you?" "Ah-", You buck your hips.

Russia takes your hand and pours lubricant on it. "You're only allowed to touch down there, okay?" "Eh?!", You squeak. He leans back on the pillows. "Hurry, hurry!"

You blush as you press two fingers deep inside of you, making you wetter than before. "Wow~ straight to two fingers... You're amazing, (Name)!" You moan as you continue to go deeper inside of yourself. Am I really getting turned on by being watched?

Russia strokes his hardness as he watches you. "You really are something else, (Name)... I get so turned on by watching you..." You scoot over to him. "Um.. Let.. me do that."

"Hey.", He says while you take his head into your mouth. "Why are you being so good today? Are you trying to get me worked up so you can come quickly?" "No-" You sigh. "Then why?"

"I want you to feel it, Mr. Russia... the same way I do." His eyes widen, then he runs his fingers through your pretty (color) hair. "I love you, (Name)." He lets you lick him again, then pushes you down on the bed again and lifts your chin.

"Open your legs, show me all your shameful places.", He demands. "O-Okay.." You slip your hands beneath your knees and pulls your legs aside. "Here... I want your huge.. here!!" "Okay..", His eyes soften a bit.

"I'll put it in...", And with that he forces his member into your entrance, earning little gasps from you. "Don't tense up, you're so tight...", Russia tries to calm you.

"But.. I'm not tensing up.. I guess it's just been a while?", You say as you close your eyes. "Then it can't be helped." He thrusts deep inside of you, startling you. "Aaah!"

He looks at you, and wipes a tear from your eye. "Does it hurt?" "It does.. but I enjoy it..." He puts his finger near your mouth, letting you lick it. "Being filled inside by you, Mr. Russia.." He thrusts again, harder. And harder.

"Ah..ah.. yahh..", You gasp for air as he keeps going. "You're so good at turning me on.." He thrusts again. "Russia-San..." "Yes?" I can't.. take anymore.. I... feel strange..!", He grasps your breast and squeezes the nipple gently.

"Does it feel good?", He asks you softly. "Yes.. strangely good...", You gasp. He continues squeezing it gently. "Ah... Russia-San.. No.. don't.." He pinches it hard. "I'm about to come!!", You moan. "Me, too, (Name)..." "Huh?!", You gasp.

"Hah... uhh..." "I can't feel it with anyone else but you, (Name).." "Mr. Russia..", You moan as you hug him tightly.

~A little time skip :D~

You sit up quickly in the bed. "AH! What time is it?! I overslept! And my uniform is in my room!", You jump out and pull your pajama shirt over yourself, and turn to Russia. "What do I do today?" "You assignment today.. is to stay by my side all day!"

You stared at him, mouth open wide. "Kidding! Now then.. go ready then conference room and prepare me some tea.", Russia smiles. You nod and head out. "The truth is.. I'm not ready to let you go..", He sighs.

Ugh.. why would he say that... I'm just his underling... I don't understand him.. But... It IS nice how our bodies fit together.., You replay the night's events, and completely overflow Russia's tea... and Latvia and Estonia drag you away.

THE END.

side note its based off a doujinshi, rusliet