Eh, don't worry. I'm sure spring will come soon for both of us...
An Ivan Braginsky (Russia) Roleplay blog. This blog belongs to the closed World-Congress rp group and one of the Mods. Occasional artwork may be posted. Mostly text will be used for this blog.
I Don’t Know How Much Vodka I Put In This But I’m Going To Drink It Anyways: a memoir
Pfft you want snow? Come and shovel some from my place. *Chuckles* I have more than enough!
But it would meeeeeeeeelt
….Deah. This is true. I wouldn’t recommend staying in my land, unless you really like snow. I suppose this time of year it isn’t too bad. But, stay long enough and you may not be able to leave.
Feliciano had a soft spot for men in tights it seemed, picking up pretty woman and twirling them around. It near broke his heart when the curtain lowered for the intermission.
Stretching his legs in the hallway he walked along between the people in finery and talking of things that were glamourised gossip. He didn’t usually come alone but today he was and he wasn’t really sure what to do with himself.
He kinda wished he had someone to talk to
It wasn’t rare that the Russian traveled to various ballet shows around the world. He loved the skin and grace of the dancers and the emotion produced from their movements.
He smiled on the way out of the theater, straitening his suite jacket as he looked about the open room where people gathered for quick drinks and chatting. He looked about the room, considering different parties to join when he spotted a familiar face.
The Russian’s brows furrowed for a moment, a smile on his lips as he walked to approach the man. “Feliciano?” He called. “I didn’t expect to see you here!”
I miss the days it was guaranteed I’d be up to my waist in snow by now.
I wish it would snow a lot soon…
I love snow
I wanna be a snow angel!
Pfft you want snow? Come and shovel some from my place. *Chuckles* I have more than enough!
" I’m giving you a choice to do the right thing," Sadik nodded, " I have my ways of figuring out moles….so far I’ve personally dealt with them myself. We have ties in Moscow who have more ties around Russia…we can keep your family safe, should that be an issue. The Templars will use them to make you work for them, but as Assassins, we take a pledge to protect the innocent, the weak, the poor….the ones the Templars deem unworthy, the ones they walk on." he huffed, " We are protectors, warriors for justice, and justice isn’t always swift or deadly." he chuckled, "We are a family…a unit."
Sadik shook his head, ” I’m telling you this, mostly to give you a choice, but, I also dare you to tell your employers that we know where they’re hiding…we will find them, and we will kill them.” His olive eyes flashed. ” They cannot hide from us forever.”
He swallowed thickly as the Turk described his ties. If and when he went back to Moscow, he would be apart of the brotherhood. The more the assassin spoke, the more Ivan began to convince himself that joining the assassins was a wiser choice, one that didn’t pull at his conscious, one that would keep his sisters safe.
But what about Tolys? Tolys worked for the Templars as well, only for pay much like Ivan, yet he was dubbed a knight. The Lithuanian worked as blindly for the Templars as Ivan did, he was innocent! Would have to die?
A shiver ran down the Russian’s spine as Sadiq spoke. His brows furrowed as he thought about what he was told. “What about the innocent men who work for the Templars though…” He began. “They work for only pay like I do…They’re not aware of what is happening…” Ivan wasn’t aware if the assassin knew who he spoke about. But if what the assassin said was true about them watching him, then he could only assume. He traveled everywhere with the Templar, protecting him. No one knew about their true relationship.
At least he prayed so.
Tolys could see the flash of a smile out of the corner of his eye, and he suddenly had a feeling his reservation was doomed to fail. He clung to Ivan’s hand, only managing to take one short breath before lips were attacking his neck again.He couldn’t stop the surprised gasp that slipped out when he felt pressure on his skin and the scrape of teeth. He was completely lost in sensations he hadn’t felt in too long until Ivan spoke his name.
After taking the slight pause to get air into his lungs again, he returned Ivan’s gaze with a soft smirk. “Ivan…” Tolys breathed out, leaning down to touch his nose to Ivan’s, his gaze softening. He let Ivan’s name slip out a few more times, though this time each name was accented with a soft peck. Slowly the pecks began to transform into full kisses, Tolys trying to guide Ivan wordlessly to lie back with nothing more than his lips and a teasing hint of tongue.
Oh no, Ivan thought to himself. He swallowed at the sound of his name spoken airily, his eyes half lidded as he looked at the other man. A smile couldn’t help but cross his lips as their noses brushed.He sighed after the second peck of lips given to him. His brows knitted together as he was kissed deeper, lips flicked playfully with tongue as he was lead to lay down.
Violate looked up at the man, he pulled him into his lap. His hand rested on his hip for a moment, massaging the hip for a moment before traveling up his abdominal and chest. The hand found the back of the brunette’s head, pulling him down for another deep kiss. The Russian released a light moan as his teeth playfully nipped at his lover’s soft lips, he bent up ever so slightly to nip at his neck once more, a playful smile on his lips as he tried to coax more sounds from the man above him.
"Taip, but that doesn’t mean I want to see you get even more," Tolys replied with a mock huff, though his facade was completely ineffective when he couldn’t stop smiling as Ivan kissed him and drew him impossibly closer. Tolys felt his stomach do flips as Ivan slowly made his way down to his neck, trying to fight the urge to make a sound or any kind of moan that might give away their position to someone passing by on the street. He let out a shaking sigh instead, melting into Ivan’s gentle touch, his back arching around Ivan’s arm. He closed his eyes, tilting his head to give Ivan more access to his neck and to attempt to wordlessly communicate how much he liked it. He hesitantly laced his fingers with Ivan, his breath hitching with every kiss.
Lavender eyes opened, looking up at the face of the other man. A smile flashed across his lips as he heard the shaky sigh. His hand held the other’s firmly. Eyes closed such as his lips continued to brush the pale skin, before he placed his mouth upon the exposed fleshed and sucked lightly. Teeth scraped his skin, nibbling lightly as he blew hot air upon it.
A soft sigh left him as he moved his mouth to suck lightly at Tolys’ addams apple. “Tolys,” his voice came out like a question, his eyes looking up at the man to ensure he wanted this.
"Perhaps… though I would rather not find out how we can protect one another." Tolys knew that someone would find out eventually. They could only cover their tracks for so long, and with so many eyes in the city, secrets were nearly impossible to keep. Despite that, Tolys still couldn’t help but smile, even with that thought lingering in the back of his mind. He glanced down at their hands, smiling more at the small circles Ivan traced until he spoke. Tolys only had time to smile and flush with color before Ivan was kissing him again, though this time Tolys couldn’t help but laugh lightly at his playful kisses. It had been obvious from the moment he first met the other that he was playful, but this was almost too much. His jaw and cheeks hurt from smiling. "I’m glad to know that as well," Tolys replied between his laughter, catching Ivan’s lips again and leaning just a bit closer, though he had to resist the urge to lean on or against Ivan with his broken ribs.
"You already know I’m a fighter," he chuckled. "I have to wounds to prove that." He smiled into their kiss, his hand drifting down to Tolys’ back to bring him a bit closer. His lips pulled and teeth lightly nibbled against the other man’s lips. He sighed lightly, his lips brushed against his cheek, travelling to the pale neck of the other man. Lips pressed light kisses to the exposed skin for a moment. A light smile remained on the Russian’s lips as he rested his head gently against his lover’s. His arm curled lower around Toly’s waist, his other hand still stroking the soft skin gently. Once every few moments he’d press another kiss to the other man’s neck before nuzzling it gently.
Tolys wanted to be afraid or nervous or even intimidated by the road ahead and everything that it held. It suddenly seemed like everyone was out to kill him or Ivan. At the same time, he couldn’t help but see that road with a rosy tint, especially when Ivan smiled at him like he was so sure of himself.
"I know there isn’t. It’s just a matter of keeping quiet," Tolys murmured, hesitantly taking Ivan’s hand that wasn’t in his hair. He smiled softly at the other man, his cheeks surely red as they could get. "I’m glad to know I am not alone in this," Tolys replied, leaning up to kiss Ivan again, though the kiss was short, Tolys couldn’t drift away just yet, still smiling at the thought that he and Ivan could be close like this. "I hope you will not have to…"
"Heh," he smirked. "I think we can handle that," He stated with his usual confidence. Ivan watched their hands for a moment, he held the other’s gently, his thumb brushed over Tolys’ hand, and massaged small circles into it. He sighed, his gaze lifted back to emerald eyes. He smiled lightly into the kiss, his eyes closed. "You never were alone," He stated, chasing after the other man’s lips again. His actions turned more playful with the other man, kissing his lips, his cheek and jaw. All the while he smiled and chuckled softly.