This isn't even a chapter...T.T

Don't kill me, I needed to put this in there, but I couldn't go to the next idea in the same chapter.

Plus I'm sick. Probably strep or something. So if I die, take in comfort I posted something before I croaked.

Matthew snuggled into Ivan's arms after Feliciano left with Vladmir, content. Yes, he hurt, but it was worth it.

"Matthew..." Ivan whispered into his ear. He looked up into beautifully sad eyes. A gloved hand rested on Matthew's cheek, followed by soft lips meeting his.

"Ivan?" Matthew asked, confused.

"Do you like me Matthew?" He asked quietly. Matthew frowned, then cupped Ivan's face.

"Ivan. I more then like you.." he bit his lip, then kissed the tip of Ivan's nose. "..or at least..well.." he blushed. Ivan grabbed Matthew's hands, gathering them gently in his large ones.

"Da. I understand." Then the room was quiet once more as Matthew was pulled tightly to Ivan, head resting on his chest.

"I-Ivan..do you want to watch a movie or something?" He asked softly. Ivan grunted. "Or eat.." Ivan let out a soft laugh.

"What do you want to watch, da?" He tucked Matthew's hair behind his ear.

"I don't know.." he fumbled out confused. "I mean, mostly the movies I have here are things given to me by Arthur and Francis."

"So..porn and James Bond movies." Ivan inferred. Matthew ducked his head.

"N-no Of course not..though..mostly, yes."

"I like James Bond." He leaned forward and nipped Matthew's ear. "Do you have From Russia With Love?"

"Uh, yes." he answered quietly. Ivan stood, holding Matthew, making his way to the couch in front of the television.

"I will find it, da? You stay here." His trademark grin shone from his face as he placed Matthew on the couch, blonde hair fanning his face.

"B-but-" Ivan put a finger to his lips.

"No buts, you stay here." And he went about looking through the movie rack, which was placed beside the entertainment center. It took all of two minutes for him to find it, before putting it in the player, and grabbing the remote. Matthew went to sit up, but winced. Bruises were already forming on his hip bones, and it took all his willpower earlier to walk into the living room.

"Don't. Move." Ivan narrowed his eyes, and walked over. Hands pulled away the robe Matthew had thrown on. Ivan inspected the hand shaped bruises he had left from earlier.

"It's fine, Ivan." Matthew squeaked. In the background, the James Bond theme had begun to play. Ivan bent down and kissed the bruise marks. He ran his tongue down them languidly, then pulled away, replacing the robe. Then he pulled Matthew into a rough embrace.

"I'm sorry." he murmured into Matthew's ear softly. Matthew twined his arms around the Russian's neck.

"You've always been forgiven." He murmured back.

"From now on, you will do anything this man says." The movie echoed in the background as the two shared a kiss.

"And if I refuse?" The kiss deepened, and Ivan let out a soft moan of wanting.

"You will not leave this room alive." Hands pinned Matthew to the couch, then began brushing the edges of the robe.

"I-Ivan..I.." he closed his eyes. "Please..don't.." he whimpered, still in a considerable amount of pain.

"I'm sorry. Anytime I am near you, I want to take you. I want to claim you." He growled, running his hands over the bite marks littering the Canadians neck. "Let us watch the movie, da?" his voice taking a lighter note. The bigger man pulled himself up, and let Matthew lay his head in his lap. The scene flickered as the two gypsy women fought,* and the gentle breathing of his lover soon reached Ivan's ears. Ivan smiled softly.

"Russian clocks are always correct." Ivan chuckled at this, and stroked Matthew's back, more as a comfort to know he was there then anything else. False dawn had come and gone, and Ivan was getting tired. Though for some reason he couldn't bring himself to move Matthew. So, instead, he kissed Matthew's forehead once more, and did his best to get comfortable with the man still fast asleep in his lap. Eventually he was able to fall asleep, just before the closing credits scrolled down the screen, a true smile still on his lips.

*Timings a bit off on all the scene's. The movie moved faster then my brain.

Also, I need a new playlist! Have any favorite songs? I'll give a listen!

(Anyone know how to cure a sore throat? Cough drops aren't helping!)

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