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[Rochu] Our last dance

Title: Our last dance

Author: Clea Person
pairing: Rochu
Rate: M
Genre: Romance / Drama
Disclaimer: Christ i do not own anything Warning
Naked, rape, sex and violence
Summary: person I love is his country but he's not, Wang Yao. Be the just so I can protect him. Permission
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P / S: Under the current thinking by Yao will call him Ivan, Ivan's thoughts when they come back on you, you ...

"Some of the names of Russians will come today." Gentle voice she offers a female voice in the beautiful clean bed, and then is a finely carved table, a man is a delicate brushing long hair ebony color. A little sad moment in the eyes did not change when he heard it mentioned talk to some stranger called back to his house. Yes, again. A few days ago they have visited and when he must obey the orders of their superiors, do anything to ensure that those names please. Whatever. It is worth prices in both the honor and the whole body and soul. She also glanced at the woman through a man sad, remorseful when she mentioned that some Russian names. She knows that they are not good, they burned the land where she lived, along with a number of areas west. Come to his home, standing behind her, smiling. "In order for the slave and his hair, is not, Wang said the university?" He looked into the mirror and turned back in front, second ; n to her. "Okay, you can go out ... we need a little quiet. "I said barely said, I really do not the patience to talk about issues that I do not like fish ; i thing that haunts me every night. I want quiet and cry until no tears as the names West miserable that life back again. Do not talk any more, she bowed and left the room.

When Yao sure that no one inside the other door, he stood up in feminine clothing bins and up to the newly clean bed, glanced look down at it. At that time he was not moving anymore, he just looks at pure silk blanket and soft pillows, the fabric of it, so that to important, beautiful and comfortable to look at, but there is also a bed full of lies, fear and screams. He looked at the bed, he could see the body of a Russian name which lies override him, enjoying his body again and again, water flowing down the corners of the eye lashes as he remembered it the second time in days.

When several names that to, Yao is sitting next to the emperor, Puyi, again in the perfect dress that he looks like a girl. Calendar mingled pride, he stood there, never noticed his presence. Braginski Ivan, the Russian Empire, or what name he did not know that know. The truth is he would appreciate the help of the Russians, but the cost is honorable and his land. He will donate the land for him, work, and who knows also other things, in exchange for a little help considerably contempt. I'd hate him, but every time he saw his little body, with bright eyes and soft hair, silk, he has never see these things ever. Each time that he tried to shake away the thought that innocent and replaced with cool images of an evil empire. He felt that purple eyes looking at me from the first time he and throughout the night, but he never looked back him at all. The whole time he just smiled politely, shook or nodded. But he never dared to look back. That night, Yao is the most private of Ivan. Britain serving food, pouring wine, laughing because he's charming phrase, blushed and smiled. As he danced a little dance, he looked more and more attractive.

"Take me to my room to go and I have something to say to him privately. "brown eyes widened as a surprise when a deep voice that sounded. He knew he must meet all requirements from him, but then it was too good. No one is allowed into his room; not one is allowed to touch him. Heart rhythm problems when he answered and Ivan put my hand on his arm. Yao looked down at their hands, he spread a cold air stream, it is winter kill and occupy him. Raised eyebrows, he pulled his hand out hand-Ivan, and his eyes were also seen eye deprivation status his feelings. "Not tonight ... the world is ending here." The answer seems to not make him happy the Russians, but still faces omen Still then, does he want to prevent Yao. "You have to remember that you must meet all of my aspirations, if not, as he wants to fight me. "You're delicate flowers who felt trapped. No choice. One is to offer him his body, two is to bring people out to pay for his honor. He relented, touching the behind the table as if he were being pushed slightly, and his life as an end, he simply replied he. "Follow me."

magnificent Forbidden City, splendid moonlight nights of winter. Yao calmly walking on the streets of the capital in yellow, with a Good cold shadow behind him, a shadow he can not escape. Pass many guards of the fortress, Ivan and Yao finally to his own room. Ivan is behind the soldiers to follow him, he whispered. "Not out to anyone, if you hear any noises what is not open. "soldier nodded follow. Bloom baby smile on the lips, he entered the room he. Yao put himself into a corner, keeping a distance to avoid touching his whole body, I know it is useless, sooner or later this will happen. The heavy footsteps as brown eyes opened wide, he put his hand on the table, and a shadow is approaching. "E-do ..." Ivan the first stop and research aside with a curious look on his face. "Do not worry. I do not harm others what you like, because I love you, I love you have for a long time. And all I want him just to be safe, that is why he must stay with me, Yao Wang. "

Yao took a deep breath, he tried to read the thoughts of violet eyes, he would see his little something to make me remember a little boy Ivan Braginski innocent and cute that I ever used. But nothing, not has a checkmark, if there is a small suggestion about each boy clung to his legs to find the comfort ... Yao will not fight back. Ivan closer and closer, Yao no longer any way to escape, he let himself Hairs become, in a way that will definitely not hurt. He tried to information about it. He thanked the Russian dance, step behind Yao, discover and admire, use the time to convince him, or trying to tempt a young American who hard. Everything he wanted was in front. His hand placed on his shoulders, pulling down shirt to reveal skin as white as milk. Yao Stress movement, raised eyebrows and resist, try not to touch him so easily. But all in vain, Ivan immediately put a hand over his, lock he is like a weak prey. How he cursed his weakness like that, followed by the collapse of the empire, he cursed the fact that his father name is late uplift u tease in front of him at first than he is weak. English

fabric torn apart along the air in the room crying with fear and greed. Unrecognized, Yao is under his huge Russian and cold on the big bed, a feeble hands trying to push him away, soft lips begging to be free, I do embrace my painful Ivan tottering empire could not resist. Small prey that know and understand his purpose, though what Ivan has also helped him fight his brother, he has done a good part of his job , now he just needs the reward. That took the body identify him. Ivan pulled gates belts with muskets and all of his weapons, looked down Yao was lying on his stomach, pushed her out of bed, dry resist ng stop and weak. Tired of fruitless struggle, Ivan thin wrists press down on the bed. "Come on. It will be less painful if you relax out ... "Put your lips on the pale skin behind Yao, he kisses placed gently on Well, hurry to marry. "You'll love it all." Yao struggling while Ivan was holding him, trying to pull her wrist out. "Mi can up mi body ... we can account for the soul ..." high-pitched voice rang out. "But mi never get the respect and love ... of us. I never belonged to you, the other monster. "

words such as independent local dagger Ivan hit the heart, it hurt him very Russian. Country does not have such a lonely country boy again, though he tried to make him understand you, but no one at all. Not the first language barriers, Ivan, she was always despised and ignored, and once again, the love of his life, this unique country, the man he loved, left back hurts This feeling by using words such atrocities. But they will not cry, he did not shrink Where is that he apologized again. No way. Ivan brought pride here is a Russian national born in the cold snow, and raised again as an empire that everyone feared, be they economic fear of his power, why then again when they run away. You do not ignore it ... it just scared him alone. Ivan Yao holding both wrists with one hand, that is enough to make him weak, then his other hand lifting his chin up and turned it toward him, based the Yao people, stroking and caressing cheeks, nose and the perfect lips and finally press their lips together, Yao held his eyes and repeatedly pushed him out, she tried but failed ng. He claimed the Russians what they may be in the lips and tongue, you suck all the air of Yao, sometimes licking lips, tongue and sweet, and gentle bite you press them into cold lips, passionately, like a drunken man heels in love. Yao tried to bend; shouted as he looked at his eye does not love angry and bored hate. Ivan

young and angry, he will not be easy to ignore the first, you have a weak underlying Yao himself he had him then dried ; ng life that easily ignore that. Riding the persistent withdrawal, he quickly tied both his wrists to the bed, holding him motionless. Yao breath to hear the sound of something expensive fabric torn, and he curses in several languages. But he did not cry. Yao is a national pride, are hard to break the habit, tradition and customs, it is difficult to a Russian who could rob him. After enjoying your body in front of him, Ivan was able to do now that his earlier time waiting, pull slide all that remains below I can lower the U.S. out, now he's easy to take off the pants I; Yao sounds that make more and more worried when he felt the cold and the body was exposed, he blushed because ; anger and shame, my tears fell on the corner vent mi. "You do not want a world where ... come to think ... just ... just ... c- stop ... stop that, we do not want this ... I do not want ... "It's hard to Yao said a complete sentence, a voice rang out everything stuttered and trembling, the fear took over him.

Ivan did not stop, kneel before him naked body of Yao and withdrawal out of hand gloves cold; put a hand under his body, gently touching the soft entrance, rubbing it with his hand, English ignored the man begged from underneath her. "I'll be better than anyone else, I will be Yao ... sweet and gentle with him, and then he will realize that I wanted him to what extent, different to others I do! & rdquo ; deep in desire, Ivan increasingly mad and his desires. He is tied bent over, Ivan put his finger Deep inside, feel the warm air around it. Yao screaming, but even where it may be feeling uncomfortable, shock cord tied him, crying out to him to release him, but not never ask, a country proud as he will never beg others. Ivan

he gently tried to calm down, kissed the bare skin, his shoulders and his back, put his finger out the door narrow. His red cheeks and happy smile, close your eyes. Better than he thought, was perfect. It was so warm and tight, and Ivan is in your head they mix together perfectly. Quickly put your finger on a Monday and then Yao excitement screamed in pain. He felt his body being ripped apart, and screaming voice in my throat, tears filled up in the corner mi, and started running down, rolling on both cheeks. Ivan increasingly satisfied with his screams of pain and horror from the Yao is the whine lovely and full of desire , and if Yao wants more than that, Ivan is ready for his much more. He put a finger in his increasingly rapidly, and in Yao now, I feel a little pleasure, he pushed sa u better in the dark, drag the name of the Russian desire to complete madness in my mind. Bored playing it, Ivan withdraw his finger out, Yao to be gasping for breath, desperate to avoid him, but he grabbed his thin wrist. Now, Ivan ambitious can reveal himself down and put it on the way into it. Very close, he could know that feeling, though not up peak, and fully satisfying sound out of his lips when the first jet service drops out of the bag. Entrance to his flat and wet, and Yao Ivan cursed again and again day by native language, I hate you so much that can be cut throat

"Ahh! K-no! TRH! ... Stay away! "Screams of pain, such as Yao throat torn out, he could feel the warm stream running down service populations. Russian names came out, too? Research aside his head to peek between the legs, when he saw his blood fell on the white cloth. Ivan had impaled him, as his limp body, he crashed into him, but had no regret that, just because desires and passions are evident on his face. Ivan is happy, really happy that he finally possessed him. "... Hard Hnn Yao really ..., ah! It's also better than I thought again about the hard, warm, tight ... too! "Yao's Legs trembling, his weaker after each emanating from his lips, his dry ; ng but little strength to resist, and I am having a strong arm to keep, to do what he I want. Ever push myself to meet him, merging with sweat and blood flow to service both the white stick two people. Yao gasping for pleasure, but his tears still falling, tears of pain and humiliation. I can not how different from others when abused him, he felt particularly Ivan haunt him. Heart pain, just as his body and soul. Sweet kiss from his lips as Ivan put up, slipped in a side arm, remove the wires are forced his wrist. Light the other hand Yao gently pulled up, he gasped and felt the stiffness of the members, I think the grave of his work would be torn lost only two, but Ivan relieve pain by members of his grip, then pull it down stretch fast and strong, and Yao could not stop moaning and panting for pleasure, even more pain to his occupation. Forbidden to his precious. "Whatever ... stop ..." He tried his best to stop him back though the body is tired and powerlessness, but then Ivan and over the top, he placed both hands on your hips or Yao to push me down ... once ... and again ... He

release of both love ye ; u and fluids into his body fell into bed exhausted, panting, heavy. Ivan bent closer, pulling him close at hand and make him comfortable. He saw her face tired, he saw the hurt and hatred burning in the eyes of the other. And back pain in his heart ... he raised eyebrows again when he realized he had brutality and how to rush. Wang Yao did not want boy, China does not want him, and he was not a benefactor but an idiot would like it to invade the land, not What other person floods. Yao is still out of breath and looked at him, hatred We offer full in her eyes, when he uses all the steam power to propel his final hug it out. No, Ivan is not to let this happen, you really like Yao, but not China, Ivan does not need land, you just need a place in nurse ; i Yao heart, need your love, and after everything you do, you just turn that hatred. He bent down, Yao frightened eyes to mine, begins to push him out with sore wrist, Ivan found his lips, and kissed lightly on it. "I'm sorry." He then silently. Then, Yao was left on the bed, and stopped seeing him after a week the Russians. Ivan

Sao regret that I did things, he felt pain and her heart each time I see the strong eye in his head. Yes, he has get him, but that's just the transaction. Yao hours as well as other countries, fear him, hate him, and ignored him. When superiors told him to get ready for the next trip, he really thought I should say anything to see him. He leaves without farewell, do not look back. With this story is scary, he could not face the fierce eyes full of a country rich and powerful, and the heart jack That enemy, he did not want. After that date, when Ivan returned home he tried to convince his superiors that perhaps China is not a good idea, an argument broke out, and now he must go and see him every week. You do not want. Did not you do not want to go see the love of his life again, simply because he was scared to see such an angry eye. You do not want to be the only one who can express his feelings hatred.

"Like last time, Ivan. It is his country, not tolerance. "Upper level he whispered as they walked in the corridors of the Forbidden City. Ivan just nodded, feeling sadness are deep in the heart. A few female and eunuch also led them to where the emperor was sitting with another country. Ivan heart beating increasingly faster as they walked in, it felt a little warm when in the presence of Yao. Against his gloves, looking down at all ashamed because things did you do last week, said that he would do this every week though contrary to his wishes.

A few more steps and they come to the main room. Chinese emperor sat between the throne, looking down his chin seemed bored with the Russians hate. His right side, a smaller throne, Yao is sitting there, beautiful and pure, gentle look in his eyes and smile that greeted him . Ivan felt his heart beat when you see an error that Yao's face. You're not mad, not sad, or even popular anger anger at him, no. He is ... Yao, Yao, but they met for the first time, Yao that he loved so much. And nights slowly passed, banquet, reception, everything was full of love and warmth, it looks like Yao spoiled him more than he dance with him, pouring wine to treat you, and he smiled at him again. When Yao Iavn pull and not a word, he pulled his party out, go out. Yao suddenly felt the pain spread all over his back, he thought he wanted to go because his legs and then all he wanted only to capture I lie down. But today, Yao did not resist, it really made me more pain ... and that night, he had belonged to Ivan and he could not do otherwise.

night was cold, winter Yao came to the country then, and some cotton snow is gently falling. Ivan did not say a word, he just pulled Yao away, I nearly stumbled American people, he raised eyebrows again out of curiosity. Yao and the room they are not stopped, not even the guards, do not provide women, no one can see them all. And when Yao decision to speak, it is more than I thought. "Wait! He carried me to fly? My room this side! "But Ivan did not answer, he took him to a deserted garden, candle light shone down cold rocks, is ; m warm both the air night. There, and Ivan stopped, dropping his hand away and walked a few steps away from him. "I want to be alone with him ..." He said, silence both. "I never want you to think I even left, Yao Wang." Then he turned back, a very gentle smile. "I apologize very rude, he does not deserve to be treated like that." Yao eyes open to question because it revealed, still confused and ; worried, he looked up at him, listened quietly, feeling the small snow, cold, falling on her face warm. I want to say to him that everything went well, but not, I know not. Both empires are at risk, both countries are bearing the pain, and they are here, right now, with the United melodic music still echoes inside the banquet, though they are not here anymore. In right here nobody sees them, no one blame them. They now are just two normal people, nothing else. Ivan Yao more step closer, put his hand to him. "Dance with it, the last dance of the two of us." Although Yao is still a surprise, he grabbed his hand, very take it slow and not afraid to squeeze just a weird Appetite. "Well ..." he tried to whisper, when he pulled his body closer. Yao

familiar with the customs of the West, he learned many dances and customs of the European Europe, so easily, he could follow the dance steps of Ivan when he began to move sideways, slowly, his dress is flying by jump flexible. Yao faces still worried, looking up with curious, do not understand what sudden Linh Lam change his heart. Ivan looked down at the one you love, anxiety for him, worried about both. They will disappear from here? They will meet in another life? You are not uttered, continues the dance, they enjoy quiet nights quiet. Miracles, unique, as they alone in this world.

In passionate moments, Ivan bent down, gently pressing his lips to the lips Yao, he replied, eyes closed because of wind cold, but the heart melt, does not abuse his country by marriage I like both. And they danced together all evening, the music is sounded from two hearts.

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