Well, I got a rush of inspiration for this story; here's the result. It was all I had time to write tonight. *sigh* This weekend I'll be writing more over google docs, so just ask me on tumblr (it_is_a_myth) if you want the link.

Ivan's hands tightened, choking his partner with his signature grin. If he could, the American would have been moaning like a horny bitch. However, he was focusing on just breathing at that moment. The world somewhat blurred, but he fought back with a sudden hard push to the other's chest. This resulted in a little gasp from the bigger nation, and another wheeze from the one who was under him as he regained a bit of his position. "Come on, you idiot, just let me fuck you..." He said, pushing harder against his boyfriend's chest.

"Nyet... I can't just let you win..." The Russian said, determined to outlast his lover in this matter. They were both so competitive... Most of their sexual escapades accented on that. It was unlike anything that either of them had experienced before. They weren't virgins before they got together, but... Their first time was surely their last time with anyone new. Fire and ice... Although they fought a lot outside the bedroom due to Alfred's aggression and Ivan's overall passiveness, even little spats ended in makeouts and usually makeup sex.

"I hate you so much. I just hate you so much!" The younger man said, not meaning the words he said as his hands pushed against his boyfriend's hard nipples. This caused him to tense up once again around the other's heated neck. 'Damn it' Ivan thought. 'Already wet...' He grimaced a bit, causing the American to smirk a bit. He knew his boyfriend all too well. Whenever he was gonna give in, he got this cute look on his face and a look in his eyes that could be read by anyone. Immediately upon seeing that look, the American mooved his hands down to the exposed cock. "A-ah... Fredka..." He said, close to giving up. Ivan wanted anything, anything at all.

"M-hm?" He said, smiling despite the lack of air. Alfred had gotten good at holding his breath just for occasions like this. The big hands loosened a bit. The younger man got a wild look of excitement in his eyes. He was gonna win! Ivan usually got whatever he wanted, because he had such a huge throbbing cock that fit the other man so well... But not this time! It was Ivan's turn to get it up the ass.

"F-f-fu..." His hand gave out, and he fell on top of the other man. Alfred wasn't expecting this, but took advantage of the situation and rubbed against him, hands running back up to caress the man's sensitive nipples. "What is it, babe?" He asked, like he didn't know. The Russian refused to say it and actually admit that he lost this one. He pouted like a kid who wanted to open presents early, but Alfred wouldn't budge on this one. He squeezed his nipples harder. "Just give in already... Don't I deserve some fun too?" The American said, grunting as the other man gasped in a lusty sort of way.

"F-fuck me, Fredka! Pleaseeee!" He cried out, unable to take it anymore. The Russian no longer cared if he won or lost. He was horny as anything, and all he could hope was that his boyfriend would say yes. "What's the magic word~?" Ivan blushed widely at these words, so close to refusing to say anything.

"Please..." He growled out, but that was close enough for him. With one swift motion, the American flipped him onto his back and violently ripped the man's undergarments of him with a loud "snap". Ivan groaned a little bit at this, but stopped his noises of discomfort as his legs were spread apart like a cheap whore. Ivan leaned his head back on the pillow behind him. Alfred hastily grabbed lube from the bedside table, immediately rubbing it on himself. They were both clean, and the only thing Ivan would really need would be a bit of stretching. After all, it was usually Ivan who topped.

Alfred began to finger his partner, eliciting a sweet moan from his partner. "You like that, you little slut?" He said softly, no real harshness in his insult. The Russian held as still as he could, trying not to move down on the finger. Whenever he was bottoming, he was far more like a virgin than most. He was hardly able to hold himself back, since all he wanted to do was get to that sweet spot. However, Alfred was a huge tease...