entrancelogs | I play my part, and you play your game [OPEN]

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I play my part, and you play your game [OPEN]

Who: Mirror!Poland and OPEN
Where All around the real side of the mansion
When: July 18th
Rating: Rated R+ for M!Pol. I think we all know why. Specific warnings for sexual content, non-con, violence, bondage, dubcon, and M!Pol being a big enough bitch to make Nai cry on purpose. ~~Did I miss any?~~
Summary: On Her Majesty's orders, Mirror Poland crosses over to the real side in order to send Poland to the mirror side. And while he's here, he's got permission to enjoy himself...
the Story:

He'd waited for this day. Patiently, eager though he was to see his other suffer, he'd bided his time... Now, finally, Her Majesty had a task for him, and Mirror Poland didn't intend to disappoint her. She was his highest master, after all, more important even than Mirror Lithuania; he owed her nothing less than utter obedience. And in her graciousness, she had been kind to him--permission to play with her little toys on the other side! He could never have asked for better.

The sensation of crossing the mirror was new to him, and he was keenly aware of it, savoring it. After all the months of watching Poland's room, it was peculiar to actually be standing in it, but of course, that was an irrational thought. It wasn't unlike his and Mirror Lithuania's room. Not really, not so far as the eye could see... He glanced around, to be certain that Lithuania hadn't been awake to witness the switch; he lay in the bed, beside the still-warm pile of blankets that had been covering Poland. Perfect.

It was tempting to climb into that abandoned spot, to show Lithuania then and there what he was missing by choosing a flighty little prude like his other. But he had a plan, and he would stick to it--the rest of the mansion first, and then Lithuania, with false tears about how terribly the mirrors had treated him.

However much time the Queen wanted, Mirror Poland was sure he could find rewarding ways to fill it. Dressing in one of Poland's dresses, he slipped silently out of the room and began to prowl the mansion, poking his head into the common rooms and occasionally seeking out Poland's friends. There was no sense in wasting time now, of all times--he had a whole new mansion full of toys, and only a few days to play with them before Her Majesty called him back.

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"What?!" Lithuania's eyes grew comically large, and for a moment he didn't know if he should step back and make sure that everything was alright, or hugh him tighter and try to come up with a better plan.

He went for plan B. "I'm sorry, I was asleep, when... how..." How could he have missed that? How could he have been asleep through - he had promised to keep Poland safe.

Well, it had been in the middle of the night. Mirror Poland kept his arms around Lithuania's waist, biding his time--it wouldn't do for the other boy to realize he wasn't who he was pretending to be.

"Yeah, like, apparently the way I talk is a crime now?"

Edited 2010-07-21 11:33 (UTC)

Lithuania laughed softly, smoothing down the blond hair. "But it's you who talks that way. It's a part of you, and ...how could someone not like you?" He grinned. "Unless they are Germanic and have the eyes of the devil, of course." Joking about the color of Prussia's eyes was one of the very, very few disrespectful things that he would ever say about another person. But it was true. And the albino really was annoying enough.

Laughing a little, the mirror pressed a soft kiss to Lithuania's lips. Sure, the young nation's fondness for his other was downright nauseating, but it was made more tolerable by the thought of taking away what Poland cared about.

"Mm, well, I totally don't know, either~ But the Queen seems pretty good at not liking me, so I guess you could ask her."

The kiss startled Lithuania, he really hadn't expected that. Sure, it... they had done this before, and more than this, but kisses to the mouth were still rather rare, and always accompanied by lots of snuggling before and after.

Was Poland more affected than he would let him know? "The queen doesn't seem to like any of us, it isn't jsut you."

She likes me, he thought. Because I'm a good servant. But that wasn't very... Poland-y. Rubbing Liet's back softly, he leaned against his shoulder again.

"Maybe it's just, like, a matter of practice?"

"...Did she hurt you?" He had a bad feeling about this. Something was horribly wrong, but he couldn't for the life of him figure out what. He should have been able to prevent it from happening.

Oh, he hoped she had. He hoped Poland would never be the same again... Gently, he petted Liet's hair and nuzzled his cheek.

"I'm fine," he whispered. "You totally worry too much."

"You make me." He laughed sheepishly, leaning up to kiss the other boy's forehead. "You'll make my hair grow grey before my time."

"Sorry." He didn't have to bother sounding like it--Poland was hardly apologetic by nature, after all. He kissed Lithuania's ear lightly."Hey, I wanna go lie down. I'm seriously tired..."

"Then you should do that." He let go of the other boy and took half a step back, reaching out for a chair to draw it closer to the bed. He wouldn't leave the other nation's side anytime soon, but there were still some things that he had to do.

That wouldn't do at all. He went over and lay down like he'd said he intended to, then turned to the other boy with a slight, pouty frown.

"You're like, not coming with me? I totally missed you..."

Lithuania looked down at the other boy in surprise fr a moment, then nodded and sat down on the bed instead, petting his head gently. "I'll be here. I won't leave your side, don't worry."

"Okay." The mirror nuzzled Lithuania's hand, curling up demurely at the brunet's side. "Just like, stay with me, and it'll totally be okay..."

"I would never leave you. You know that." He combed through the soft blond hair with his fingers, enjoying the silky feel under his fingers.

The blond sighed softly, turning and kissing gently at Lithuania's palm. There was a subtle difference in wording--I would never leave you versus You can never leave me. Small, but meaningful. The other Poland wasn't... property. Wasn't meant to be ordered.

This Lithuania was so nice, and the other Poland got all the nice things.

Until now. Turning his head a little more, he licked at the other boy's fingertips. "I'm way glad...

Lithuania jumped at that, redrawing his hand hastily, short of shuffling away. What- "Poland?!"

This was strange. Not that Poland licked his fingers, he did that sometimes when there was somethhing sweet stuck to them. But not... not like this. his was strange.

Mirror Poland blinked, looking innocent. The other Poland lived his life largely according to whims that only occasionally made sense to anyone else, so it should be easy enough to pass his actions off as a well-meaning but unthinking act of affection or something.

"Hm? Liet, you look like, totally weird right now..."

Mirror Poland's guess was right. It wasn't that strange for Poland to - but - this... Lithuania blushed and turned his head away, trying to hide his face from the other boy. He really had to stop his mind from wandering to placees that he really shouldn't let it wander to.

"Are you hungry?"

He tilted his head, and smiled up at Lithuania, the innocent warmth of the real Poland's smile tainted slightly with seduction. "Like, not really. Why?"

Deciding to keep Lithuania off balance, he rested a hand on his thigh, stroking it in lazy patterns.

"You..." He gulped and froze in place, trying not to freak. Maybe... maybe Poland wanted to be reassured that he was still wanted? He had mentioned something along the lines that he felt dirty, that he felt that Lithuania wouldn't want to touch him anymore, before. And depending on what had happened, maybe he needed the body contact. Yet... He blushed deeper, feeling his ears heating up, and faced away.

The blond let his hand still, frowning up at Lithuania in feigned concern. Normally, he would push, but Lithuania needed to think for now that he was Poland. And he was all virtuous, so simply offering himself was unlikely to work.

"Are you like, okay and junk? Seriously, your face is like, way red..." He reached up to touch the brunet's face lightly. "Did I say something weird or something?"

"I..." He flushed even darker and shook his head lightly, trying to will the heat on his face away. "D-do you want something to drink?"

"Why, do you?" He smiled, ruffling Lithuania's hair teasingly. "You're like, probably all freaked out over all this stuff with the Queen, so like, maybe you should have one..."

He nodded, smiling back at Poland weakly. "Yes... I probably should..." He stood, his legs feeling a bit wobbly. "I'll get myself something and be back in a minute, alright?"

Edited 2010-08-03 04:07 (UTC)

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