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The Night She Landed in Russia

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After waiting for years, you can finally embark on your dream vacation to South Korea with your family, only there's one minor issue.

Everything was going smoothly; you were enjoying the movies and your cousin’s company. The food that they were serving was also pretty good. Nothing could go wrong, right… Hmmm…

Wrong.

Leaving you and your family stranded in Russia where you meet the cold yet hot Russian, Fyodor Dostoyevsky, and well you tell him your dying wish, and he delivers.

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A subtle ding rang from, your phone, the faint light of the screen illuminating your room.  You groggily push yourself up and reach over to unplug it. Monday, July 8, 2024, and 5:45 are displayed on the screen. As well as a notification from the group chat between you and your three cousins. The little lock icon for face i.d unlocks, and you read the message.

 

              Isa : Y/n me and Mia are already on our way up to your house.

 

              You: bro you woke me up

 

              Isa : ok

 

              You: I already have all my stuff, just lmk wen you guys get here

 

              Isa : fine🙄. Don’t go back to sleep though we aren’t that far

 

              You: yeah, well you already woke me up

 

              Isa : shut up

 

You shut off your phone and toss it aside. Today was the day that you had been waiting for since forever. Your first journey over oceans and across other land. Today was the day that you were going to travel to South Korea as a graduation trip. Of course, you wanted your cousins to be there with you. This was a big step in your life, and you wanted them to take it with you.  

 

You’d spent the last two months shopping for cute outfits and accessories, this trip was everything that you wanted. You knew deep down that it was going to be one of the best trips you would be on. You knew that it was going to be perfect to matter what. All of your clothes were sorted and packed, the skincare and makeup were in their designated places, and lastly the camera that you got for Christmas was laying quietly on your desk.

 

The sheets rustled as you pulled them of your body. It was still dark outside, but it wasn’t quiet. Sounds of footsteps and shuffling echoed from behind your door. Everyone else was probably already awake and packing up the last of their things. Just then there was a knock on your door. It was you mom. She walked into the room.

 

“Y/n, have you packed all of your stuff yet?” You mom questioned.

 

“Yeah, I did, I was just double checking to make sure I have everything,” you responded.

 

“Okay, just make sure you’re ready because when Isa and Mia get here, we need to leave or else we’ll be late,” she said then left the room to continue packing. Your phone dinged again.

 

Isa : hey, we’re like ten minutes away

 

You: okok, we’re almost done getting our stuff.

 

You quickly picked up the pink sweatpants and t-shirt you decided you would be wearing for the flight and put them on. While it wasn’t anything fancy it was comfortable and that was all that mattered. The ten-hour flight ahead of you would be your first ever flight, so you made sure that you would be wearing the most comfortable clothing you could find.

 

You walked around your room one last time and checked all the clothes you packed weeks before. Perfect, everything was perfect. All that was left to do was pack up the car. Just as you were about to pick up your bags to carry them to the front door, your door burst open with a bang.

 

“WE’RE HERE!” Your cousin Isa exclaimed. She was wearing black sweatpants and one her Billie Eilish t-shirts. Mia steadily walked in behind her, she looked tired. Isa had probably kept her up all night to read one of her ridiculous smut filled fanfictions. Mia had green lounge pants and her back to the future shirt.

 

Isa immediately whipped out her phone and took a picture of you guys together. She looked at it, then quickly showed you both. Surprisingly all three of you looked tired, well it was 6 in the morning after all.

 

“Y/n, are you excited to spend a night in bars and loca,” Isa suddenly smirked. It was a random idea that she had had while your parents were still planning the trip. Shockingly, both yours and Mia’s parents thought that it would be fun to spend a day in Barcelona. So, the parents booked plane tickets to Barcelona and a hotel that was near by the airport. The next day all of you would fly out of Barcelona then head for Seoul. As of right now that was the standing plan that everyone had agreed on.

 

“Of course!” you smirked back.

 

“Oh god, leave me out of it please,” Mia was unamused as always because she’s super boring and doesn’t like when you guys play flirt.

 

“Why Mia? I bet that if your boyfriend were here the two of you would be doing worse things than in y/n’s fic,” Isa joked.

 

“Yeah, no,” Mia frowned at Isa.

 

“What? You and Timothee Chalamet would be having a ball,” Because Isa’s super funny she would always joke around with Mia like this. She eventually got used to it, you think so anyway.

 

“LET’S GO GIRLS!” Your dad shouted from the front entryway. The three of you quickly gathered all of your things then made a bee line for the shuttle. It didn’t take long for all of your stuff to be packed and before you knew it you were already on your way to the airport.

 

“Are you nervous to be on a plane?” Isa asked.

 

“A little, is it scary?” You responded.

 

“Yes,” Isa said without hesitation.

 

“No, it’s not Isa,” Mia refuted.

 

“I almost died on an airplane once, you know that?” Isa spat.

 

“Mhm for sure,” Mia went back to her phone.

 

“I did, I almost threw up, worst seven hours of my life,” Isa was somehow always dying.

 

“It can’t be that bad?” You felt the need to ask.

 

“For me, yes. For Mia, no cause she’s so in love with Timothee Chalamet that she isn’t even worried about this flight at all,” Isa teased.

 

“Like you aren’t in love with anyone,” Mia barked.

 

“I’m not…” Isa made a stupid face.

 

“Ahem… *insert fictional character*…,” Mia looked at her like she was crazy.

 

“You got me there, but that is not a crime,” Isa was actually stupid.

 

“That’s like over a year old,” Mia pointed out.

 

“One more fucking word and I will write a Marty McFly and the old guy with the time machine fanfiction, and I will read it to you like a bedtime story.”

 

“…” Mia just stared at her dumbfounded.

 

“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” Again, Isa was stupid. After that they didn’t really say much of anything. About another tenish minutes has passed and you saw the upcoming signs that said the airport was close. Your heart was beating with anticipation and the adrenaline rushed through your veins. This was a new feeling, the feeling of adventure. A new place that you had never seen before. Surely, this was going to be the best thing ever. Surely, nothing was going to go wrong.

 

The shuttle stopped in front of the American Airlines terminal and waited till all of you guys got out with your stuff. Your bulky suitcase was handed to you by your uncle. He smiled at you, and you returned the gesture.

 

“I told you we were going to Korea,” You had to make sure you got your point across.

 

“What was it that I said?” Your uncle said.

 

“That you would have to see my mom on the plane,” You replied.

 

“She’s not on the plane, is she?” He poked.

 

“She will,” You snap.

 

“I’ll have to see it to believe it.” With that you walked away to join your cousins that had walked ahead of you. They were probably talking about something random, that had no importance at all.

 

“… I literally want her fingers so far up insid-” Isa was saying.

 

“WHAT!” You cut her off.

 

“Thank you,” Mia breathed a sigh of relief. “It’s too early for Isa to be saying things about *insert fictional character*.” Isa just looked at Mia like she was just saying whatever, then laughed. The three of you continued to walk to the check in point and waited for yours and Mia’s parents. Isa’s parents couldn’t make it, but because you really wanted her there her parents allowed it. So long as she was under adult supervision and didn’t try and get herself killed. Because again she is very stupid and clumsy.

 

Anyways, you looked back and saw your mom, dad, two brothers, and your aunt and uncle walk up to where the three of you guys were. Your parents did the talking while you guys waited for all clear to continue forward. After five minutes, all of your luggage had been taken and your entire party was on the move to the inside of the building.

 

Once inside you were directed to the airport security area. It was all a foreign experience for you. Seeing as you haven’t stepped foot into an airport your entire life. It was somewhat annoying to have to wait in lines and take off your shoes for the machines to scan you, but whatever. After that was taken care of, you and everyone else made their way to the terminal.

 

It didn’t take long before you all took your seats in the terminal and waited for about two hours for the plane to get there. You could feel your heart starting to beat faster and faster as you start to line up to board the plane. That wave of adrenaline coursing through your veins. It was all so strange. This was going to be a new experience. A great one, for sure.

 

“Y/n, we’re going to be fine,” Mia reassured her.

 

“Dude, I don’t know. What if someone breaks in?” Isa asked… stupidly

 

“What do you mean break in?” Mia looked at her dumbfounded again.

 

“Like in that one episode…” Isa actually looked worried.

 

“… what?” Mia was even more confused.

 

“Yeah, it happened, and the guy died.” Isa looked like she was going to explode.

 

“Dude, you seriously need to stop.” Mia chided. You laugh at them. And then you all start laughing together. This was going to be an amazing trip. You thought to yourself.

 

It was finally time to board the plane. The lady at the front desk asked for the boarding pass, and you gave it to her. She scanned it, then handed it back to you. She did the same thing for everyone else in your group. You waited for Mia and Isa then the three of you all walked down the hall into the plane, then down the aisle to your seats.

 

The three of you were lucky enough to be able to sit next to each other. You sat in the middle, Isa sat at the window, and Mia sat on the isle. Isa immediately started browsing the movies that they had available. The clicked on ‘The Book of Life’. You looked at Mia and she was on her phone. So, you took out your phone too. You checked the clock. It was now 8:45 in the morning. The sun was still rising, and the inside of the plane was brightly filled with the suns light. It was a warm and comforting feeling for some strange reason.

 

Suddenly the captain started talking. The ten-hour flight to Barcelona was definitely going to be a long 10 hours of your time. He said to make sure all devices were put on airplane mode, so you slid down on the top right corner and put your phone on airplane mode. A flight attendant walked down the aisle and made sure that the trey was put up and that all of you had your seat belts on. Not that long after the plane was ready to take off. It shook as the engines rumbled. A wave of nervousness washed over you. Your cousins seemed to notice because they each took ahold of your hands. Each giving your hands a reassuring squeeze. The tightness of your hands made you calm down a little bit. You knew that you weren’t alone, you have your cousins. They were holding your hands.

 

It suddenly started going really fast, you took a look at your cousins, they both looked normal. This had to be how planes took off, you thought to yourself. You could feel the plane lifting off into the sky. It was a strange feeling, somewhat like being on a really fast ride. That’s when you knew that everything was going to be okay.

 

It didn’t take long for you to get comfortable in your seat. You spent your time browsing and watching movies, occasionally talking to your cousins, playing games on your phone, etc. Isa would take out her phone and take pictures or videos of the three of you. Eventually you found sleep tugging at your eyelids, so you gave in and fell asleep.

 

When the plane had finally landed in Barcelona you quickly looked around the plane. Some people were sleeping while others were still sitting in their seats. You turned your head to look at Isa. She had opened the window, and you noticed that it was dark outside. When you checked the time, you saw that it was already past midnight.

 

You looked around again and saw that everyone was getting up. Mia had stood up and went to her parents’ seats that were right behind yours. They both had gotten up and were reaching into the overhead compartment. You noticed that you parents were doing the same thing next to you. Your mom turned around to face you.

 

“How was it?” She asked you.

 

“It was fun!” You smiled up at her.

 

Once you guys had gotten off the plane, you were led to customs where they checked your passports. After that, you had to go to the luggage claim to get your things then you all sat there and waited for the car that was supposed to pick you up.

 

After about three hours, you, and everyone else was already checked into the hotel and ready to knock out. Everyone was tired. It didn’t take long before everyone had fallen asleep, not bothering to set alarms or anything, just sleep.

 

After another few hours, maybe 8 or so, everyone was already awake. You walked over to the bathroom in the room and got yourself ready to go walking around with everyone. Within 45 minutes all of you were out and about walking around. You, of course, made sure to bring that special camera that you got for Christmas a few months before. You were excited to see all the places you had been dreaming about seeing.  

 

You and Isa took stupid pictures in front of it because that’s your guys’ favorite thing to do apparently. Mia was the one taking the pictures for you guys. You kept going around the whole thing to take in its beauty. Even though there were a whole bunch of people in the way, it was still really pretty.

 

Before you knew it, night had fallen and all of you were tired again. You all slowly found your way back to the hotel and then to your rooms. You got yourself ready for bed, then fell asleep right as your head hit the pillow.

 

The sun’s light shone brightly through the window in the room. When you looked up, Isa was standing right over you.

 

“Bitch, what are you doing,” You jumped.

 

“Hehehe, dude come on we need to get ready. We still have another stupid plane ride before we get to Korea,” Isa backed up and walked over to the window. You noticed that she was wearing the same clothes she had worn on the plane the day before. She was already dresses. Mia walked out of the bathroom wearing her back to the future shirt again. The two of them were already ready to go.

 

There was a knock on your door, and Mia’s mom walked in.

 

“Are you guys ready yet? We need to get going,” she said.

 

“Yeah, me and Isa are ready, y/n just woke up,” Mia replied. You immediately got up and threw on the same pink sweats and t-shirt. You walked over to the bathroom and got yourself ready. Within the next 45 minutes you and everyone else was already back in the airport and waiting at the terminal again. Yet another 12-hour flight ahead of you. This was really going to be great.

 

“Dude, I don’t want to go on another plane,” Isa complained.

 

“We’ll be fine,” You replied.

 

“That was your first ever flight, and we barely got turbulence,” She did have a point you thought.

 

“Is turbulence bad?” You asked.

 

“It’s just the plane shaking it’s nothing bad,” Mia responded.

 

“Nuh uh, I almost threw up once,” Isa rebuked, then suddenly she smirked mischievously. “You know what I do want though?” She added.

 

“What?” Mia looked at her.

 

“I want *insert random fictional character* pounding the ever living shut out of me, that’s what I want.” Isa once again, was really fucking stupid.

 

“… I give up.” Mia said tiredly.

 

“Flight 52706 is ready to board,” You heard over the P.A. Once again, you and your family got into the line with the boarding passes and the lady at the front desk scanned them. You were let onto the plane and took your seats. Another 15 minutes and the plane was already up in the air. Within 12 hours you knew that you were going to be in the place of your dreams.

 

Everything was going smoothly; you were enjoying the movies and your cousin’s company. The food that they were serving was also pretty good. Nothing could go wrong, right… Hmmm…

 

Wrong.

 

Out of nowhere the plane started shaking and dropping. You looked at Mia, she was calm. Isa on the other hand was not having it, but she never was so whatever. It just had to be turbulence, right?...

 

Wrong again.

 

It kept getting worse, you started to worry. Everyone else except for Isa made it seem like everything was normal.

 

“Something’s wrong bro,” You heard Isa say form next to you.

 

“You think?” You asked worriedly. The little seatbelt light went off, signifying that everyone had to put their seatbelts on. You quickly clicked yours on, and Isa did the same. Mia already had hers on.

 

“Yeah, look,” Isa opened the window, the engine was smoking. Oh shit…

 

“Mia… look,” You went to grab Mia’s arm. She turned her head and looked out the window, her eyes widened at the sight.

 

“Ladies and gentlemen, we are experiencing a slight malfunction. We need to make an emergency landing. Luckily there is an airport about five minutes away from our current location. Please remain calm, and we will be landing shortly. Thank you,” A flight attendant said over speakers. There was hope that you and everyone else was going to get out alive, thank God. You looked around the plane and saw that people were starting to worry too. It should be a normal reaction, so it was going to be fine. You hoped so anyway.

 

And your hopes were correct. The plane had landed safely.

 

“Everyone, please quickly and calmly gather your things and exit the plane. We have a hotel that you all can stay at near here, and a flight to your destination will be ready within three days. We deeply apologize for this issue, and we will make sure you are all compensated for this. A bus will be waiting outside to take you all to the hotel. Thank you and have a good day.” The worker said again. Everyone did as they were told and got off the plane. You included. You and your cousins waited outside the plane for your family.

 

Once everyone was safely out of the plane, you all got on the bus. It started driving. You were looking out the window when you saw the road signs. You wondered where you were.

 

“Dude… are we in fucking Russia?” Isa said next to you.

 

“Yeah, we are,” Mia answered.

 

“Wait actually?” You wondered.

 

“Yeah dude, that’s Russian on those signs, right?” Isa responded. That’s just great. Your amazing vacation just took an unexpected detour. You let out a sigh. Hopefully these three days would go by quickly.

 

Once the bus arrived at the hotel, everyone got off. You and your party made sure to stick together. You were given keys to a few rooms, and you all found your way. The rooms were a decent size. It didn’t take long for night to fall, but no matter how hard you tried to you couldn’t fall asleep. Maybe you needed some air?

 

“Y/n, shouldn’t you be sleeping?” Mia asked from her bed.

 

“Yeah, but I don’t feel sleepy yet. I’m going to go outside and get some air, I’ll be right back,” You reply. You looked at the other bed and noticed that Isa was already asleep. So, you quietly left the room and let your parents know that you were going to be out for a little bit. The outside air was cool, you had changed into a pair of low waisted jeans, and a pale blue long sleeve shirt. Even though it was the summer, it was still cold.

 

Anyways, you look around at the outside of the hotel. Just an empty barely lit street. Nothing special about this place. It was boring. You really wanted to get out of there, like this trip was everything that you had been waiting for. How could it possibly have gone so wrong. This was supposed to be the trip of your dreams. Now it’s some type of nightmare.

 

Suddenly, there was a slight pinch at your neck. You bring your hand up to touch the spot, but there wasn’t anything there. You ignored it, it was probably a bug or a loose strand of hair that brushed up against your neck anyway.

 

Wrong. Again.

 

Everything started to get blurry, and you started to hyperventilate. You suddenly couldn’t feel anything in your legs or arms and fell to the ground. Your body soon became numb, you couldn’t feel anything. Well except your rapidly beating heart. Fear took control of your body, soon after so did darkness.

 

 

You had no idea how much time had passed, but you did know that you were no longer in the hotel or anywhere near it. You kept fading in and out of consciousness. You could occasionally hear footsteps and voices in the distance, but you had no idea how they belonged to. Deep down, you hoped that it was just your cousins playing a prank on you or something of that matter. Yet, you knew that they didn’t have money or smarts to pull off something like this. Also, none of them were crazy enough to kidnap you. Well, you hoped so anyway.

 

When you finally opened your eyes for good, you noticed that you were in a dark and damp room. It wasn’t small, and yet it was big either. The walls were all concrete and so was the floor. You were tied up to a pillar that was in the center of the room. You also had a piece of cloth in your mouth, which made it difficult to talk. In front of you there was a chair, and behind that was a staircase that led to darkness.

 

The only form of a light was a dim white light on the wall near the entrance to the staircase. There weren’t any windows, or vents anywhere to be seen. You had no escape, only the eerie stairs but you had no idea where those lead to. Also, you were tightly chained up to the think concrete pillar.

 

You could hear a door creak open; the sound was coming from the staircase. Subtle footsteps echoed throughout the room. Fear struck you to your core. Someone was coming, and you couldn’t get away. You had no idea why they took you, or what they were going to do to you. You started struggling with all your might. Maybe, just maybe you would get lucky enough to leave. Please, anything. You just needed to get out. You couldn’t die yet. This was never how it was supposed to go.

 

“Stop struggling,” You heard a voice with a deep Russian accent state. You couldn’t see the person, but you knew that they were there. Instead of complying with those orders, you continued to struggle. Time was running up. You had to get out of there. Suddenly, you had the urge to turn your head to face the staircase. There was a figure standing within the darkness. A twisted smile was spread across their face.

 

In an instant this person was already sitting in the chair in front of you. It was a man, he had messy black hair, and dark purple eyes. He was wearing a white shirt and pants with some long coat/ cape draped over his shoulders. His skin was ghastly pale, and he had a slim body to go with it. He also had distinct eye bags, making him appear tired. He also seemed to be composed and calm, as if this was the most normal thing in the world to be doing.

 

“You don’t have to worry,” He smiled at you.

 

“…” You were frozen in place. Utter terror was struck into you. Was this the man that kidnapped you? Suddenly he stood up and walked over to you. He got just inches away from your face. The smile on his face seemed almost sinister. It made all your hairs stand on end and goosebumps erupted all over your arms.

 

He abruptly raised both his hands up and removed the cloth that was hindering your talking ability. He backed up and took his seat once again.

 

“I believe we haven’t met yet. What’s your name?” The Russian asked.

 

“Umm… Y/n…” You struggled to say. Yet at the same time, you couldn’t help but answer his question. 

 

“Y/n, what a beautiful name,” he said. For some strange reason, that statement made your heart skip a beat.

 

“Um thank you…” You replied confused. Suddenly you were struck by a wave of courage. “W-what about your name?”

 

“Hm,” he smirked, the laughed. You wondered why on Earth would you ask such a dumb question. This man captured you, why were you asking him for his name? I’m starting to think that you’re the stupid one and not Isa. “It’s Fyodor Dostoyevsky.” He still answered.

 

“That’s you name?” You asked, stupidly.

 

“Yes, it is.” Fyodor answered honestly.

 

“I like that name.” You didn’t know how else to answer.

 

“Do you now?”

 

“Mhm.” You both just stared at each other. He was still smiling at you.

 

“Alright then, let me ask you this. Have you ever seen me before?”

 

“N-no,” You answered after giving it some thought. It was a strange question to ask.

 

“As I thought, they got the wrong girl. I apologize y/n, you were never supposed to be captured.”

 

“Will you let me go then...?”

 

“I’m afraid I can’t do that. Not unless you forget everything.”

 

“I will. This never happened, I was never taken. I won’t say anything I promise. Please I need to get back, I was supposed to go on this trip with my family, but the plane had an issue and we got stuck here. Please, I have to go back.” You felt yourself starting to cry.

 

“I see. However, it’s not that simple.”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“Even if you tell me that you won’t tell anyone, someone will still find out. I can’t have that happening. It might be interesting, but not right now, at least.”

 

“Please… I don’t even know where I am.”

 

“About 100 miles north of the hotel that you were staying at. Would you like the address of this base?”

 

“…”

 

“Is there anything else you would wish to know?”

 

“No, no there isn’t.”

 

“Right then, if you’ll excuse me.” Fyodor smirked again then moved to get up. Just as he was about to place his foot on the first step, you decided to speak.

 

“Wait.”

 

“Yes?” He turned around to face you once again. Suddenly you got nervous.

 

“A-am I going to die here then?” You asked.

 

“Yes.” He didn’t hesitate. You took a deep breath in. This was going to be the stupidest thing you would ever say in your life.

 

“Fine then, will you do me a favor?”

 

“Alright.” Almost as if he read your mind, he walked up to you. You could feel your heart beating wildly in your chest. You wondered if he was going to do what you wanted him to. And to your surprise, he did. WAIT WHAT!!! It was a gentle peck on the lips, but holy shit it was still a kiss.

 

“How did you-”

 

“It was written all over your face y/n,” Fyodor cut you off. “I can also tell that you want more.” You could feel your face heat up. It was probably burning red.

 

“Is this your final wish?” He asked you.

 

“Hmm, yes.” You answered. ‘Sorry Mia and Isa, I need this man guys.’ you told yourself. You knew that they wouldn’t forgive you if they found out that this was the last thing you did before you died. But whatever, this is your life anyway.

 

Fyodor grinned down at you, then backed up and grabbed ahold of the chair. It was a very simplistic chair, there was nothing special about it. You watched as he dragged it behind him and place it right in front of you. He walked around the chair and sat down on it, casually spreading his legs. You looked down and saw that there was a growing bulge.

 

He looked up at you with a fiendish smile, then harshly pulled you down on his lap. Fyodor pushed the chair in causing your back to be against the wall once again. The chains were still holding your wrists above your head, but you were able to comfortably sit on top of him. Fyodor placed his hands on your waist, then looked up into your eyes.

 

“Is this what you want?” He asked you. That smile once again spreading across his pale face.

 

You looked down at him, a satisfied smile tugging at the corners of your lips. You nod your head slightly. While this was quite a gesture, you knew that it wasn’t enough. Fyodor smiled sneakily. He knew exactly what you were thinking. He slowly dragged his hands from the side of your waist down to your hips, then to your inner thighs. Even though you had pants on, you could still feel everything as if you were wearing nothing but skin.

 

Fyodor moved his hands back up to where the button on your pants were. He quickly undid it and unzipped the zipper. It was almost as if he was desperate for your skin. The second the zipper fell; Fyodor slipped his hand over the fabric of the pants. You could feel his fingers getting ever so close to your already wet entrance. He traced his finger along the side and then went right down the middle. You let out a desperate groan at the sensations. Yet, it only made Fyodor move his finger even slower.

 

The anticipation was killing you. You seriously just wanted this man to go to town on your insides. And you desperately wanted it now. You let out more moans of complaint at his lack of motion. Yet, every time you did so Fyodor would just slow down even more. It was almost as if he was punishing you for making noise.

 

“Please just put it in,” You begged.

 

“Be patient,” Fyodor laughed.

 

“But I can’t- hmm~” You whined as Fyodor’s finger finally entered you. He instantly went for that sensitive spot. And wow did it feel amazing. He rubbed that area again and again with his one finger. You felt as if you were about to explode. He was barely doing anything, and yet it felt like he was doing everything at the same time. Fyodor eventually added a second, then a third finger to the mix. He kept rubbing you, over and over. Most of the time he would barely apply any force and just graze the spot, and the other times he would apply just the right amount of pressure and squeeze it.

 

Just as quickly as he slid those fingers in, he pulled them out. Fyodor put his visibly wet fingers in front of your face.

 

“I can tell that you want something else. Right?” Fyodor smirked up at you, still waving his hand in your face. ‘Fuck’ you tell yourself. He was right, but how does he know? You timidly turn your head away, clearly embarrassed. Fyodor used his other hand to turn your face back to him. He had a tight grip on your chin. “Right?” He asked again.

 

“Y-yes…” You admitted shyly. Was it really going to happen, or was he just leading you on? You had no idea what to expect.

 

“I’ll give you what you want, there’s no need to worry pretty girl,” Fyodor reassured you as he stroked your cheek. A swarm of butterflies flew around your stomach. ‘OH MY FUCKING GOD’ you said to yourself.

 

“I-” You didn’t know what to say.

 

“Here, let me help you with these.” In one swift movement Fyodor had stripped you of the bottom half of your clothes. Before you knew it, there was already something poking at your now very wet hole. You knew that it wasn’t his fingers again. No, this object was much larger and harder.

 

Fyodor placed his hands back on your hips and lifted your body up. The very tip of his dick was already inside of you. He gently pushed your hips down, and watched as you slowly took in his cock. It was barely in and yet you felt like your baby pushing out mechanism was going to split in half. Just how big was this man?

 

He kept moving you up and down, trying with each motion to get you farther down his dick. Almost as if he was taking the upmost precaution to not hurt you. You wondered why he was being so gentle. Maybe because this would be the last thing that you do forever.

 

“Does it hurt?” You heard next to your ear. You swore that you were about to cum just from his voice.

 

“Ngh~ N-no.” You answered. Honestly, it did hurt but you knew that you could take it. After all, you have been saying that a lot lately.

 

“Really?” He pushed you down a great amount.

 

“Mmfhm~ y-yes augh~,” The pure pleasure you felt was insane. It felt like you were finally scratching that one annoying itch that couldn’t be itched. Yet, you knew that it wasn’t even halfway in.

 

“I can work with this,” Fyodor whispered in your ear. He started quickly moving you up and down his chair leg. The satisfaction of being caressed on the inside was perfect. If this was the last thing you do before death, then you really had no regrets about this that was for sure.

 

The more that Fyodor slid you up and down his love pen, the farther inside he would go. Each time he would reach inside you, it was like he was discovering a new part of yourself you never knew you had.

 

You couldn’t help but cry out every time that he pulled back, just to shove it in even more intensely than before. This really was something that you had never imagined happening on this trip. Could you even call it that anymore? Whatever, not important. The only important thing was this man, and the feeling of said man playing with your insides. Who knew how long had passed before you were too spent to even move, yet he was still harshly thrusting in you.

 

“Have you had enough yet, y/n?” Fyodor looks up at you with a cocky smirk on his face.

 

“Mmm n-no. I can still keep going,” You knew that you couldn’t take much more. You knew that you were tired and worn out, and everything hurt. And yet, you still loved the feeling of that thing messing you up. It was truly an eye-opening experience for you, *insert your full government official name*. What a day. What a week. What a life. Was your last thought as your eyes close and the world went dark again.

 

 

Your eyes flew open, and you quickly sat up terrified. You were still in the same dimly lit room. Except now you were on the frigid hard concrete floor. You shivered as you attempted to stand up but failed. Your body was weak and tired still.

 

You had no idea what day it was, or the time. What about your family? What were they doing? Were they worried that you would be gone forever, or had something else happened? You had no way of knowing. And the more that you thought about it, the more worried you became. That’s when you remembered how you ever so casually fucked some Russian twink that looked like a rat with greasy ass stank hair.

 

You felt yourself blush a little as you recalled those events. What exactly did happen, you wondered as you hoped that he would walk into the room that second.

 

“You’re such a liar, y/n.” You looked to the corner of the room form where the voice came from. It was Fyodor, he had been sitting there the whole time.

 

“Huh-” You respond hoarsely.

 

“You said that you could keep going, but you passed out not even a minute later.” He replied cockily.

 

“I-,” You didn’t know what to say.

 

“That is quite alright. However, there is something that is troubling me y/n,” Fyodor started. You looked up at him, as if signaling him to continue speaking. “There are people trying to find you. My guess is that when your family noticed your departure, they asked to watch security footage and have to police called. Lucky for you, I had anticipated this the second you were brought here. While I can’t let you go, I can’t let you stay here or else they’ll find you.” He smirked.

 

“P-please, let me go back to them. I promise I won’t say anything. I don’t want to die, please.” You cried out in desperation. You felt that there were tears in your eyes, any second now they would fall down your pale face. “Please…”

 

“My sincerest apologies y/n, I wish you the best.” Fyodor turned around and walked out of the room through the stairs. You looked around the room, you were all alone again. You were tired, and alone. This was not how this trip was ever supposed to go. And that stupid Fyodor, he ruined it. While his erotic volcano did you wonders, you still hated and feared him.

 

That’s when you heard it. A very subtle tap on the wall. It sounded like it was coming from the outside. You slowly turned your head to face to wall. Had someone come to save you, or was it just wishful thinking? “Please…” You whispered.

 

You swore that you could see the outline of a circle in the wall, it was faint, but it was there, nonetheless. You blinked, and there really was a circle in the wall. The biting cold and sun’s light filled the damp and dark room. In the center of the circle there stood a tall man with short white hair and bright blue eyes. He looked down at you, then motioned with his hand for you to stand up and walk over to him.

 

It took a lot of effort for you to move, but you did. You placed your hand in front of you so that you could support your weight and stand up. But no. You decided to have a dick up inside you last night, so this wasn’t going to be a fun experience.

 

The man in the circle noticed you struggling and immediately went over to your side. Upon closer inspection, you realized how good he looked. ‘I’d let him hit’ You thought to yourself. That’s when he noticed that you had chains tightly bound on your wrists. He quickly and quietly broke them off, picked you up and walked out of the room.

 

“Listen, I’m with the international police (idk). My name is Gojo Satoru. We heard from your family that you were kidnapped, and they sent me to get you back. It took a little longer to find your location, but we were able to do it,” The man spoke in a calm tone. “Hey, what’s your name?” He asked casually.

 

“Umm, y/n,” You answered shakily.

 

“That’s a pretty name for a pretty girl,” He smiled kindly at you. ‘Oh I’m fucking this man’ you thought to yourself. 

Notes:

i wrote this fic for my cousin because she loves fyodor way too much for it to be normal, and i think its really weird, but hey to each their own.