Oliver was on edge. After he had come home from the mall and split ways from Connor.

He couldn't help but keep checking his phone.

Ivan hadn't replied yet which Oliver would prefer if he did.

Did he not like it? Was the lingerie too much?

Emily had gone up to bed a long time ago, only leaving Oliver up with his frantic thoughts.

Oliver sighed checking his phone again.

Russian man is typing...

Oh shit!

Meet me in my apartment by the next 5, Lev will let you in.

'That's all? Nothing about the outfit?' Oliver thought.

Make sure you're wearing that, Lisichka.

Oliver bit his lip nervously, he wondered how Ivan would react that he hadn't taken it off yet.

Connor had suggested that he should get used to it. Well, Oliver couldn't put all the blame on Connor since he unknowingly somehow felt sexy in it.

So why not keep it on?

I can't, Emily.

Oliver replied taunting Ivan. He could easily slip out and slip back in since Em was asleep.

Lisichka, if you won't be by me in five wearing what you bravely sent to me then I'll be at yours.

Oh damn.

Hearing the knock on the door made Oliver jump. Taking a deep breath in Oliver hesitantly made his way over to the front door, and opened it.

"Lev!" he greeted, knowing the face of Oliver's bodyguards.

"Are you ready, Dr. Blake?" Lev queried. Looking back behind him Oliver slowly nodded before Lev motioned his head to follow him.

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Once they came out of the Elevator Lev pulled out Ivan's key card letting Oliver in.

"The boss will be arriving shortly," Lev said before the door closed, leaving Oliver alone in Ivan's penthouse.

Fuck.

He shouldn't have sent that pic was what Oliver was thinking while he stood frantically in the middle of the living room.

He should strip, right? That's what Ivan had said.

But to be wearing something like that?

Especially in front of Ivan.

Oliver, you're 37 for God's sake stop being a wimp and just strip.

You look sexy in it anyway.

Finally letting his impulsive thoughts win, Oliver quickly stripped out of his clothes leaving him only in lingerie.

Hearing the Elevator ding, Oliver panicked.

He should've stayed home.

Hearing the heavy footsteps of Ivan,
Oliver quickly turned around in embarrassment, forgetting that lingerie left his ass in full view.

"Doctor," Ivan purred, the timbre in his voice making the hairs on Oliver's body stand up.

Oliver stood completely still as he heard the sound of Ivan coming closer.

Real close.

"Is my Lisichka shy?" Ivan questioned placing his tough hands on Oliver's waist, giving them a light squeeze.

"How can you be shy when you so bravely send me a pic of this marvelous body of yours, Oliver?" Oliver gasped when Ivan spun him around connecting their gaze.

The 37-year-old man could just gasp in shock at how intense and hunger-crazed Ivan's gaze seemed.

He wanted Oliver.

All of him.

"I was only teasing you," Oliver blurted out.

Ivan smiled brightly, swooning at Oliver's heart before he began chuckling.

"I'm not the type of man who likes to be teased, Oliver," Ivan rasped, his hands rushing down to grip Oliver's bare ass.

"Because when I'm teased I tend to get hungry, Doctor," Ivan grunted.

Oliver gasped while his hand grasped onto Ivan's shoulders when he felt a finger of  Ivan's lightly grazed over his back hole.

"So don't tease me again, Oliver unless you're prepared to be devoured by me," Oliver gulped nodding his head before he parted his lips to say something.

"But what if I-I want to get...devoured by you?" Oliver inquired. Ivan's eyes hooded as he flickered his eyes down before connecting them back to Oliver's.

"You sure? You sure you're ready, Oliver?" Oliver nodded. He was an adult, he had sex before just never with a man but he wanted that.

He wanted that, especially with Ivan. He couldn't deny the intensity between the two.

"Oliver, if I take you now there's no going back I mean it,"  Ivan warned although there was never the option for Oliver ever to leave him.

Oliver was his no matter what.

"Do you want me or not, Mr. Mikhailov?" Oliver taunted.

"Dah, my bedroom, now," Ivan ordered making Oliver's heart ecstatic.

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Oliver was scared. I mean who wouldn't be? It was his first time with a man. And he was on the receiving end.

He mostly feared for his ass.

"Lay down for me, Baby" Ivan rasped. Listening to Ivan's instructions Oliver watched as Ivan began undressing.

Oliver unconsciously bit his bottom lip as he stared at Ivan's beautiful tanned abs.

To tell the truth, he loved them.

Scars and all.

Oliver's eyes lowered at the sound of Ivan's belt buckle.

Without any shame, Ivan pulled both pants and underwear leaving him bare.

Of course, Oliver, eyes went straight down below Ivan's waist.

Intensively Ivan kept eye contact as he walked his way over to his dresser pulling out the condoms and lube.

"We only need one," Oliver muttered making Ivan chuckle.

"I have quite the stamina, Doctor," Ivan teased knowing that he wouldn't overdo it with Oliver. It was first so he'll be gentle.

Oliver held his breath when he felt the bed dip as Ivan made his way over to him.

"I'll be gentle as I can, I promise Oliver," Ivan muttered softly. Oliver swallowed before nodding his head at Ivan who smiled happily before connecting his lips to Oliver's.

The kiss started sweet before Ivan's patience began wavering making the kiss hungrier and greedier as the Russian man devoured Oliver's mouth.

His hands cascade over Oliver's body trying to feel and grip every part of his body.

The grown man whimpered from underneath Ivan as he moved his lips onto his neck.

"Fuck,"

His lips and teeth grazed against Oliver's, love biting and sucking on the man's pale skin.

Ivan wanted to devour his man whole.

"Ivan," Oliver groaned when Ivan's hands found his nipple.

Twisting and kneading it made Oliver frenzy as he never thought that someone playing would ever excite him.

His muscles tightened when Ivan's hand began traveling lower and lower.

"Ivan," Oliver breathed as the Russian man began kissing his way down.

"Dah?" Ivan rasped licking his way down Oliver's abs.

Placing his hands on Oliver's knees, Ivan tore the man's legs apart spreading him wide and making Oliver redden at such an expose.

Oliver's erection was ready to burst from the laced jockstrap he wore.

Ripping the fabric off, Oliver gasped and scowled at Ivan who apologized and promised he'd buy the doctor more.

Like, Oliver would be in such a thing like this again.

Ivan stared greedily at Oliver's beautiful dick loving every inch of it. Flickering his intense green eyes at Oliver he smiled taking the man in.

His Doctor's hair was messy, wearing nothing but a garter and stockings. His legs were spread wide showing everything Ivan wanted to see.

Grabbing the lube beside them, causing Oliver to take in a deep breath. Ivan drenched his fingers in lube while keeping severe eye contact with Oliver.

Smiling, Ivan leaned down grazing his tongue against Oliver's dick, causing an outcry.

Taking Oliver into his mouth, lightly his finger went to Oliver's hole skimming it.

Curling his toes, Oliver's mouth parted but no sound escaped as Ivan pressed his finger against him, pushing it in.

His tongue circled Oliver's tip distracting the man as he pushed his finger deeper into him.

"Oh, shit," Oliver breathed. He had never felt this before.

Deep-throating Oliver, Ivan's finger withdrew from him before gently thrusting itself back in.

Whimpering, Oliver closed his eyes as Ivan began thrusting his finger in and out of him recklessly.

His hips rolled with Ivan's finger and his mouth unconsciously. Ivan pulled his head back licking Oliver up and down before smiling.

Adding another finger, Ivan watched Oliver's face as he scrunched up his face at the intrusion.

"Damn," Oliver muttered.

Ivan's fingers were big.

"You're going wonderful, Oliver," Ivan complimented curving his finger and hitting something in Oliver.

The Doctor screamed as his muscles tightened and without warning, Oliver cummed.

What was that?

Whatever Ivan had just done made Oliver cummed so hard then he ever had in his life.

"That's it," Ivan muttered hitting that spot again.

"Ivan!" Oliver shouted curling his toes once again as he fisted the sheets.

Ivan thrusted his fingers into Oliver over again hitting that God-forsaken spot over and over.

It drove Oliver absolutely mad.

Adding the third finger, Oliver's back arched off the bed while Ivan watched him in hunger.

"W-Wait," Oliver begged when Ivan went to hit that spot again.

He needed to breathe.

Ivan hummed while he added more pressure to Oliver's prostate making the prestigious doctor curse like a madman.

"You know what you're doing, you fucki-" Oliver began but was immediately shut up by Ivan's hand gripping his dick.

"Is that how you talk to me, Doctor?" Ivan taunted.

"Besides do you really want me to stop?" Ivan quried withdrawing his fingers from Oliver.

Oliver whined meeting his eyes with Ivan who held a smug expression.

He just needed to breathe. He didn't want Ivan to stop.

"Please," Oliver mumbled his face red with embarrassment.

"It won't be my fingers this time, Oliver," Ivan stated. Oliver was prepared enough and his patience was thinning out.

His dick was literally pulsating.

"I'm ready, just- please..." Ivan nodded placing a condom on as he then lubricated himself.

Pressing it against Oliver's rim, Ivan gently began pushing his way in.

Holy shit.

"Fuck!" Oliver cursed as he stared at Ivan who seemed concentrated.

He knew Ivan was big but damn his asshole was stinging a bit.

"Lisichka, relax" Ivan rasped. Oliver was right like a second glove making Ivan tense.

" I am," Oliver muttered.

Taking a deep breath Oliver relaxed allowing Ivan in.

Finally sinking his full length in, Ivan's jaw tightened as he fought the urge to fuck the living day out of Oliver.

After a while, Oliver finally grew accustomed to Ivan's size as he nodded his head at the man to move.

Gently Ivan withdrew himself from Oliver before pushing himself back in.

Putting Oliver's leg on his shoulder, Ivan smiled as he eyes the connection between the two.

"I'm going to take my time with you today, Lisichka," Ivan purred slowly rocking himself in and out of Oliver.

Oliver moaned, loving the feeling of Ivan's dick deep inside him. This was the first time he had ever felt pleasure like this.

This incredible.

"I'm going to fuck you in a way that'll you'll never want me to take my dick out of you, " Ivan growled jerking his hips.

"I know that's what you want, Oliver. That's what you always wanted,"

Oliver gasped when Ivan plunged himself into him harder.

"Show me, Doctor, show me how frisky you can get," Ivan grunted.

Oliver bit his lips as his eyes rolled.

Oliver was gone, far too gone and Ivan was the one you took him there.
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