winks," I don't like getting my clothing messy da? If I go home with them damp, they freeze."

chuckled, closing the door and crossing the room. "You plan on them getting damp?" He sat next to the other on the bed.

smirks," Sweat...and...other things comrade."

chuckled. "Oh really?" he asked, turning, swinging his leg over and straddling the man to the bed. "That sounds like fun."

shivers, wrapping his hands around his hips; shifting to get comfortable under him," Does it not?"

licks his lips at the friction the other caused as he shifted. "I'm still not very uke though, Ivan." he tilted his head.

shrugs, smiling easily," So long as you don't touch my neck...you can play with me da?"

kissed the man's forehead. "What's wrong with your neck?"

frowns, plucking at the scarf that he only removed in his home; stroking it carefully," It is...a sore point da?"

tilted his head. "A sore point? Something bad happen to you?"

fidgets, frowning harder," It is nothing."

said "You can tell me, you know. But if you don't want to, it's alright."

like a child again, and hates it; so he rips down the scarf enough to reveal the scars the encircle his neck like a collar.

flushes and refuses to look at him.

grimaced slightly at the scars. "Ah, that.. ow." he rubbed his own neck, imagining what it had felt like.

nods curtly," That is why...I...flip? Da, flip if they are handled a certain way."

nodded a bit. "Handled in which way though? Like being strangled? Or someone kissing them?"

blushes a little," G-grabbing my neck, or touching them...b-badly..." He bites at his lower lip," I have never let anyone kiss them..."

smiled slightly, leaning forward and gently placing his lips to one of the scars in a kiss.

jerks, eyes wide; lifting a hand before shivering at the feather light touch....it...it did not hurt?

smiled softly, leaning back away and looking to the other's face. "So?"

's hands work in the bedding before he smiles hesitantly," It was...not bad? It...it still startled me..":

smiled. "I'm glad it didn't hurt then." he gently kissed them again in a different spot.

shivers, hesitantly stroking deep brown curls.

smiles softly. "It feels good, yes?"

nods. blushing just a little; and silently cursing his much paler complexion for showing it," D-da."

leaned up and kissed the others lips. "Good." he reached his hand forward, taking one of the Russian's hands and guiding it to the back of

his neck. He pressed the others fingers to the hair curl at the base of his neck.

tangles his fingers in the tight curls, fascinated by them; rarely seeing such hair before. Stroking and tugging gently. Hesitantly kissing

back.

smiled softer, deepening the kiss as he felt the others fingers thread through his hair.

parts his lips reluctantly, pressing a hand to his spine and pushing him down ever so slightly.

exhaled shakily through his nose at the small amount of friction the other caused."M-Maybe I could let you..."he was reluctant to say 'top'

even that was what he was suggesting.

licks gently at his lips, unsure for once," It...I do not, mind either way da?" Strokes his fingers deep into his curls, stroking his scalp.

swallowed a bit hard, enjoying the fingers in his hair before actually saying anything in response."Y-You can, benim tatli. I-I'll let you."

on this for a moment before smiling gently," Perhaps, topping from the bottom? You...you could stay like this da?"

nodded a bit, kissing him lightly before scooting down the others legs. He dragged his arms down the Russian's chest, hooking his fingers

under his pants before unbuttoning them, then unzipping, before inching them down on each side.

purrs at the drifting touches across his chest; lifting his hips to help him get his pants off. Sliding his legs out of the fabric easily,

not nearly as big as he looked in his clothes. But in Russia, thick layers are best. HE smirks a little," Do you enjoy what you see?"

nodded a fraction, a smirk gracing his features as he removed his his own shirts and then pants before crawling back up onto the Russian.