He felt the copy pull out and pull him to his knees. His thighs were wet with blood and his entire lower back hurt, hurt like hell and the copy was grabbing his face, forcing his mouth open. When he bit down on the cock shoved into his mouth, the copy relieved him of most of his front teeth against the hardwood table before fucking his throat with abandon.
The carpet beneath then was soaked with blood by the time the copy was done, coming shudderingly onto Russia's face. Pulling back and letting Russia collapse onto the floor, he took a moment to calm himself and observe the carnage.
Then Russia began laughing.
The copy frowned, giving the fallen nation a casual kick. "What's so fucking funny?"
Crazed violet eyes gazed up at him as laughter bubbled through the blood filling the nation's mouth. "You said, you didn't want to be me?" Russia choked out between hysterical giggles. "Look."
Look.
The copy turned to where Russia was looking at, catching sight of himself in the mirror, of the blood on his lips, on his hands, splattered across his bare body, catching sight of the wild look in his violet eyes. The same look Russia was giving him.
"No..."
"You don't want to be me?" laughed Russia, entire body shaking from pain? From mirth? From rage? "Just look at yourself! You're already...."
The last thing he saw was the mirror shattering around him as he was thrown into it. Then just blessed darkness.
OP here - OMG I LOVE YOU So filled with feelings ;___; That poor copy.. It's hard, the endning leaves feelings for both of them that it almost break hearts- So amazing~<3
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3/3
(Anonymous) 2009-03-16 06:50 am (UTC)(link)The carpet beneath then was soaked with blood by the time the copy was done, coming shudderingly onto Russia's face. Pulling back and letting Russia collapse onto the floor, he took a moment to calm himself and observe the carnage.
Then Russia began laughing.
The copy frowned, giving the fallen nation a casual kick. "What's so fucking funny?"
Crazed violet eyes gazed up at him as laughter bubbled through the blood filling the nation's mouth. "You said, you didn't want to be me?" Russia choked out between hysterical giggles. "Look."
Look.
The copy turned to where Russia was looking at, catching sight of himself in the mirror, of the blood on his lips, on his hands, splattered across his bare body, catching sight of the wild look in his violet eyes. The same look Russia was giving him.
"No..."
"You don't want to be me?" laughed Russia, entire body shaking from pain? From mirth? From rage? "Just look at yourself! You're already...."
The last thing he saw was the mirror shattering around him as he was thrown into it. Then just blessed darkness.
Re: 3/3
(Anonymous) 2009-03-20 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)Seriously. How do you do it?
writer!anon
(Anonymous) 2009-03-22 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)Re: 3/3
(Anonymous) 2009-03-20 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)So filled with feelings ;___; That poor copy.. It's hard, the endning leaves feelings for both of them that it almost break hearts- So amazing~<3
writer!anon is glad
(Anonymous) 2009-03-22 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)