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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Yujinn stops short. That was not something he expected from a nation, none of whom exhibited any normal magic. That, and the magic signature on the spell was his own -- his mirror.

Logically, the mirror was still about half a foot shorter than him, but that didn't mean much.]

"That's more like it."

Still holding on to the amulet, he moved in close and flashed Yujinn a smile. "Now, let's pick up where we left off..."

Yujinn was still wary, he backs a bit more.

"You're not armed."

"I'm a nation."

"A mirror." He corrected, still looking around him for some sort of diversion.

He began backing Yujinn towards a tangle of roots next to the edge of a small drop.

"Of a nation."

[And this is where he tried to bolt away and stumbles over the roots, regaining his feet and trying to run further...]

"You shouldn't run from me."

He caught up to Yujinn as he was getting up, tried to kick his legs out from under him. "If you stop trying, I won't hurt you. Hurting people isn't really my... specialty, anyway, as fun as it is. My master is far better at it than me."

Yujinn goes down, not really all that great a fighter. He tries to slam his elbow back in the meantime, but he can't get a good angle on it.

The mirror groaned in pleasure at the light impact. Compared to what Lithuania did to him when he misbehaved, it was just a little tap.

Crawling on top of his prey, Mirror Poland pressed a kiss to the back of his neck. "Fighting, I don't mind so much. You can do that if you want." It would just turn him on more, if Yujinn's martial prowess so far was any indication.

Yujinn slammed his head back, trying to scramble forward. He wasn't really panicking, but he wanted out.

The mirror took the blow to the forehead, and was slightly dizzied, caught off his guard. He hadn't been expecting that, and in the ensuing moments, lost his grip on Yujinn somewhat. However, he quickly moved to try and pin him again.

"What did I say about running?"

Yes, he can catch him again. Yujinn lays there, trying to think this out before trying again. Violet eyes shift to look at M!Poland.

"You implied that bad things will happen if I don't."

"Bad things?" He laughed, running a small, skilled hand up Yujinn's side through his clothes.

"It will be bad if you keep trying to thwart me. But it doesn't have to be, you know..." His voice dropped to a soft, silky purr of a whisper. "It could be amazing for you, if you let me make it good."

"I have a lover, which whom I am perfectly content." His voice is entirely flat an emotionless.

The thing about being a mirror was that you got to spy on everyone. And, as might be guessed, M!Pol was always particularly interested in people with sex lives.

"Two, right?" He nipped lightly at Yujinn's throat, his hands still exploring. "What's one more, for a little while?"

"I've had more than enough lovers in my lifetime. I'll stick to the people I actually love from now on."

He refused to react physically, waiting for Poland to be distracted with something else long enough to try running again.

Unfortunately for Yujinn, Mirror Poland was quite focused on what he was doing, which at the moment was beginning to stroke Yujinn through the front of his pants.

"Love is irrelevant. It's all about feeling good..."

He tries not to respond, going blank. However, it's very hard for him to control the fact that he is a very sensual person and his body responds without him wanting to.

And Mirror Poland was very, very good at what he did, varying the pressure, exploring Yujinn's body with his other hand, watching Yujinn carefully so he could focus on spots that drew out reactions.

Yujinn gasped, then bit his lip, closing his eyes.

"See? Your body knows what it wants..." He pressed himself flush against Yujinn, grinding against his hip lazily. "...and so does mine. Why not give in?"

Yujinn kept his eyes closed and refused to even look at the mirror, although his breathing was hard to keep even. He shook his head slightly, shivering.

The mirror ignored Yujinn's headshake, slipping a hand up underneath his shirt to scratch at the skin of his stomach.

He drew in his breath suddenly, then tried to bite it off to avoid making any more sound.

"Stop it."

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