As the blonde stilled in his grip Russia grinned wickedly, practically hearing the boy’s heart fluttering wildly in his ears. The Russian’s expression was like the Cheshire cat, such beautiful fear glowing in those green eyes. The Estonian began to squirm beneath him trying to free his arms, unaware of how nicely their bodies brushed up. Closing the tiny gap between them Russia nuzzled into the side of Estonia’s neck and breathed lightly into his ear.
“You’re so cute when you struggle…” He purred.
“Fuck off.” Was his reply. At such close contact Estonia found the heat in his cheeks rising, an adorable blush painted across his face. ‘This is bad, have to get away…’
Using what little strength he had left Estonia thrusted his leg upwards and into the Russian’s stomach, effectively winding him and freeing himself as the other reeled back, laughing at the sudden action. Yes his new toy would be such fun, especially to have this much fight after being drugged.
“Horosho little one, I must admit I do enjoy your spirit, perhaps a few hours to adjust to things are in order, da?”
From his position on the bed Estonia was busy trying to calm his racing heartbeat, carefully watching Russia’s movements. The Russian cast him one more look before turning on his heel and leaving the room, locking the door behind him. Once he was gone Estonia heaved a sigh of relief, though he wasn’t truly safe he preferred to be alone rather than with that monster. He rolled onto his side rubbing his arms up and down trying to remove the Russian’s touch. Those touches made him feel dirty, objectified, and just how it used to be making him into a sadistic child’s play toy.
As he contemplated his next move another thought struck him; Soome. His beloved Tino, if he didn’t get out of this hellhole soon he would be worried, and the last thing he wanted was to bring Tino into this mess. Reached down the Estonian patted at his protects hoping by some slim miracle that his phone would be there. No such luck, Russia must’ve already disposed of it (and lord knows what else he might have already done to him) while he was knocked out. Another problem was that Estonia had no idea how long he had been out of it, all the more reason to try and find a way out of here as soon as possible. His eyes caught sight of the large window and figured it was his best shot for the moment. Balancing as best as he could he made his way to the window and gave a great pull. It didn’t budge, from what he could see there were no visible locks on the window and it wasn’t until he looked out onto the ledge that he saw how it had been nailed shut. Possibly for the better considering he was at least thirty feet up and if he were to get it open and jump Estonia would most certainly have a few cracked, if not broken bones.
For now there was nothing Estonia could do to escape. He’d have to wait a little longer.
“Vabandust, Soome…” he whispered.
- - -
A week had passed since he had last heard from or seen Estonia.
A week of pure hell.
When Eduard hadn’t called him Tino reasoned that he must’ve been busy and that he had been caught up in his work. So instead he had sent him text messages and emails hoping one would get through, still no reply. Now he was really worried, it just wasn’t like his Viro to do this, just what was going on? During the middle of the week that had passed Finland had even called Latvia and Lithuania to see if they had, had any contact with their ‘brother’. Neither had.
And so now he was walking up the road to the Baltic nation’s humble abode to try and figure out just what was going on. He reached the door and knocked several times waiting for an answer. Nothing. Walking to one of the side windows the Finn took a look inside noticing that the lights were off, and a layer of dust had collected on the various furniture and other objects inside. Almost as if Estonia hadn’t even been there. He called out for him, no response, and panic brewing inside the Nordic he went back to the front door and busted it open, still calling out for his Viro.
The house was empty, silent. It was then that he knew.
Mine [1b/?]
“You’re so cute when you struggle…” He purred.
“Fuck off.” Was his reply. At such close contact Estonia found the heat in his cheeks rising, an adorable blush painted across his face. ‘This is bad, have to get away…’
Using what little strength he had left Estonia thrusted his leg upwards and into the Russian’s stomach, effectively winding him and freeing himself as the other reeled back, laughing at the sudden action. Yes his new toy would be such fun, especially to have this much fight after being drugged.
“Horosho little one, I must admit I do enjoy your spirit, perhaps a few hours to adjust to things are in order, da?”
From his position on the bed Estonia was busy trying to calm his racing heartbeat, carefully watching Russia’s movements. The Russian cast him one more look before turning on his heel and leaving the room, locking the door behind him. Once he was gone Estonia heaved a sigh of relief, though he wasn’t truly safe he preferred to be alone rather than with that monster. He rolled onto his side rubbing his arms up and down trying to remove the Russian’s touch. Those touches made him feel dirty, objectified, and just how it used to be making him into a sadistic child’s play toy.
As he contemplated his next move another thought struck him; Soome. His beloved Tino, if he didn’t get out of this hellhole soon he would be worried, and the last thing he wanted was to bring Tino into this mess. Reached down the Estonian patted at his protects hoping by some slim miracle that his phone would be there. No such luck, Russia must’ve already disposed of it (and lord knows what else he might have already done to him) while he was knocked out. Another problem was that Estonia had no idea how long he had been out of it, all the more reason to try and find a way out of here as soon as possible. His eyes caught sight of the large window and figured it was his best shot for the moment. Balancing as best as he could he made his way to the window and gave a great pull. It didn’t budge, from what he could see there were no visible locks on the window and it wasn’t until he looked out onto the ledge that he saw how it had been nailed shut. Possibly for the better considering he was at least thirty feet up and if he were to get it open and jump Estonia would most certainly have a few cracked, if not broken bones.
For now there was nothing Estonia could do to escape. He’d have to wait a little longer.
“Vabandust, Soome…” he whispered.
- - -
A week had passed since he had last heard from or seen Estonia.
A week of pure hell.
When Eduard hadn’t called him Tino reasoned that he must’ve been busy and that he had been caught up in his work. So instead he had sent him text messages and emails hoping one would get through, still no reply. Now he was really worried, it just wasn’t like his Viro to do this, just what was going on? During the middle of the week that had passed Finland had even called Latvia and Lithuania to see if they had, had any contact with their ‘brother’. Neither had.
And so now he was walking up the road to the Baltic nation’s humble abode to try and figure out just what was going on. He reached the door and knocked several times waiting for an answer. Nothing. Walking to one of the side windows the Finn took a look inside noticing that the lights were off, and a layer of dust had collected on the various furniture and other objects inside. Almost as if Estonia hadn’t even been there. He called out for him, no response, and panic brewing inside the Nordic he went back to the front door and busted it open, still calling out for his Viro.
The house was empty, silent. It was then that he knew.
His Eduard was missing.