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

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axis powers hetalia: poland

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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Sensing his prey about to get away, Mirror Poland fell back on his standby tactic: looking pitiful enough to make men want to take care of him. It didn't work on people like Lithuania and Wolfram's mirrors, but it could be remarkably effective on people who tended to do silly things like care about each other.

"Wolfram..." He swallowed hard, eyes wide and innocent. "You're like, just gonna leave me here?"

"I... Poland, you're not acting right.. and I don't like this at all. I'm just going to stand guard outside instead of in here."

Damn those emotions ~_~

Well, his cover wasn't doing him any good. No need for it anymore.

"Pitiful. You're just like that little bitch, you know that? Trapped in your own morals, acting like they actually matter. Can't just take what's offered, can you?"

....

"What are you talking about!?!"

Wolfram has no idea what is going on but this all needs to make sense and fast.

He sighed. "As stupid as him, too."

Moving towards Wolfram, he tried to disarm him in his moment of confusion. "Poland. You are just like the other Poland."

..yeah, that works. He's confused as all hell now.

"What is that supposed to mean. You're Poland, aren't you?"

"Yes."

He tossed the sword to the other side of the room, giving the stunned Wolfram a look of disdain. "And no. Haven't you realized it yet?"

"I've realized it but that doesn't mean I understand! Where's Poland?!"

"The other one? Her Majesty has him. One can only hope she'll teach the worthless little brat a few lessons."

Wolfram grits his teeth and grabs him by the shoulders. "How do I find him? Tell me how to get to him!"

"You can't. The mirrors aren't crossable from here.

"You know, I think I like the other you better. It's a pity I'm not allowed to play with him anymore."

Wolfram glares at him and goes about freeing up the door.

"If you're not Poland then I have nothing further to say to you."

The mirror slipped up behind him, placed a hand on his hip.

"I really did enjoy his company, you know. He played rough. Took control. Fucked me until I couldn't breathe." There was a depressing lack of sadistic, amoral control freaks on this side of the mirrors, he thought.

vchjvosdiufhsdkfa!

Wolfram turned quickly, shoving at Poland. "I don't want to hear that! I'm nothing like that!"

Mirror Poland let the shove send him to the ground, just so he could kneel and look up at the other blond, half-shy and half-sultry.

"More's the pity. He was wonderful. But he left marks, and tried to claim me as his own, and Lithuania didn't take well to that. And no matter how good he was in bed, he wasn't worth leaving my master over."

These are outrageous lies! They have to be, oh shinou-heika, please say these are all lies.

Wolfram stares wide eyed at Poland then goes back to getting the hell out of that room.

"Are you sure you won't stay and play a while? I might help you find your friend..."

He wouldn't, really, but it wasn't like he'd never lied to get sex before. "And my master won't care, as long as you don't try to take me from him. I've never come to this side before, and Her Majesty permitted me to do whatever I want, so he's been gracious and said I can do as I like while I'm here this time..."

Wolfram pauses. "You said I couldn't get to him, though."

"Because you're a regular. And regulars can't cross the mirrors. If you keep me entertained, I might be inclined to tell you more..."

"... I don't think I like your idea of entertainment."

"Honestly, you're all such virgins on this side. It's somewhat pitiful. It can just be about feeling good, you know..."

"How many times do I need to explain that I'm faithful to Yuuri? It has nothing to do with being a--I mean, if you were him this wouldn't even be an issue. I want to do those things but I want to do them with him."

"One would think you'd have learned to settle for what you can get, by now. Perhaps you're just a glutton for punishment; I should know one of those when I see him."

"I don't have to settle! I'm Wolfram von Bielefeld"

Wolfram scowled, fists balled at his sides. "Just tell me how to get Poland back."

"If I'm not getting anything out of it? I don't think so."

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