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I G N O R I N G T H E P A S T

Part 4

A/n I know the timeline is a little different from the movie,I just changed it around to suit the story. Pls enjoy. Sorry for taking so long🥺

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M A S T E R L I S T

V I K T O R D R A G O

Ignoring the past: Balboa!daughterxViktor Drago

In which the daughter of famous heavy weight champ Rocky Balboa begins a tumultuous relationship with the son of an old enemy who brings up too many painful memories.

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5??

B R I A N O' C O N N E R

On the road: Latina OFC x Brian O'Conner (NEW WIP!)

In which a beautiful Latina and a handsome ex cop meet on the road and fall in love, only to discover they both are keeping secrets.

Meet the Characters //

J O E B U R R O W

IN PROGRESS:

They say shooters shoot: Joe Burrow x Becky G (SMAU,Imagine)

Part 1: The dance begins

In which Joe shoots his shot through instagram with a Latina singer

My Island Princess :

Joe burrow x Aurora Iosivas (oc,face claim:Ana Brenda Contreras)

In which Joe can't seem to get Andrei's sister out of his head

Part 1-The First meeting

Part 2- The chance encounter

Part 3- The second date

Meet Aurora Iosivas + Her Moodboard: Here

With Care:

Joe Burrow x Leilani Anela Sanchez (oc,face claim:Cierra Ramirez)

In which Joe Burrow falls for the Bengals new team nurse

Part 1-Meeting the Bengals new nurse

Part 2-The guys help Leilani move in to her new house

Stand Alones-

Somethings wrong with Leilani

Joe and Leilani work out together

Joe Burrow's appendicitis

Joe hurts his wrist

Meet Leilani + Her moodboard: here

I’m stuck someone inspire me,idk what to finish writing

Which fic should I drop

Joe burrow x surgeon! OFC blurb

Joe burrow x Aurora Iosivas blurb

Joe burrow x Leilani blurb

Brian O’Conner x Isabella part 1

Viktor Drago x Balboa!Reader

Voting ended onMay 8, 2025

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Hey guys! This is part 2 to the imagine of Rockys!Daughter x Viktor Drago.

Mature chapter,contains smut.

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The next morning you woke up with a major headache after spending the night crying. You debated looking for a flight back to Philly and avoiding any and all drama. Deciding to just buck up and go to the fight you got out of bed and started your day. Ordering room service you hid out in your room the whole morning until it was time to get ready for the fight.

You walked out of the shower and found an envelope on the floor by the door,picking it up you found a VIP pass and ticket to tonights fight. You already had a seat with Bianca but this seat was front row right next to the ring, leaving you to wonder who would slide this under your door.

You dressed in a black one sleeve jumpsuit,pairing the simple out fit with your gold necklace that your mother had gifted you and a bracelet and hoops to match. You slid into your heels and made your way out,your eyes landing on Buddy,Viktor,and Ivan. You froze in your spot,watching the three men walk towards the elevator. You watched them get in,eyes locking with Viktor before the doors slid shut.

Taking a few minutes to collect yourself you ordered your Lyft to the arena,not expecting the large group of paparazzi outside of the hotel. They started shouting your name,every last one of them asking questions about you,Viktor,and your relationship.

You slid your shades on and pushed your way through the crowd to the car,holding back the tears that threatened to come out. Once you arrived at the arena the same fate awaited you,shoving your way inside you ignored the prying questions and rude comments.

You met up with Bianca,no words exchanged about anything that had gone on. You figured Adonis didn't know,familiar with his avoidance of social media before a fight. That didn't help appease the guilt you felt,feeling like you betrayed your brother in the worst way possible. Adonis may not have been blood but he was family,not forgetting the way the man helped you lift your father up from the pits of despair when he received his cancer diagnosis.

You twisted your rings nervously,stopping when Bianca reached over and grabbed your hands. It was hard for you to ignore the whispers around you,your knee bouncing nervously. You squeezed Bianca's hand,happy to have her support despite everything going on.

You looked up when you heard the booing start,your eyes falling on Ivan leading Viktor into the arena proudly. You watched the broad man walk confidently into the ring,not at all bothered by the booing in the crowd. Soon after Adonis' walk out music started,the lights darkening then flashing in patterns. Everyone cheered Adonis on,you and Bianca standing to clap for Adonis. You glanced at the tickets that had been slid under your door,noticing it would have put you on the other side of the ring. On Viktor's side.

The bell sounded,both men going straight at it. You watched as Adonis landed hit after hit on Viktor,soon Viktor landing a hit on Adonis which he blocked and still went back into the ropes. It was clear that Viktor put his strength into every punch. You watched Viktor back up as Adonis swung,recognizing the baiting tactic as the men moved around the ring. The bell rung as Viktor landed a right hand,the fight hard to watch after just starting.

You watched as Viktor and Ivan traded words,watching Viktor's face contort in anger and determination. Viktor continued to dominate the fight in the second round,you and Bianca on your feet as Adonis fell into the ropes. Adonis struggled to stand,making the count. Soon you watched as Viktor landed two hard right hands to Adonis' rib cage,hearing the rib crack from where you stood. Viktor yelled in triumph as Adonis fell to the ground and yelled in pain,you hoped Adonis would realize that Viktor held the upper hand and the fight would only get worse.

You watched Viktor come out swinging,the ref having to direct Viktor to his corner when Adonis landed a right hand. Duke crossed words with Adonis,soon throwing Bianca a look of defeat when the man refused to quit. Your eyes wandered to Ivan yelling something to Viktor,the man panting and his face contorted in rage as he walked to the center of the ring.

Viktor continued to hit Adonis with his all,landing another strong hit to his rib cage. You watched in horror as Adonis fell to his knees and Viktor swung again even after the ref called it. Your heart raced as you made your way to the ring,shoving people out of your way as you reached Adonis and began to look him over. You felt his broken ribs,the man not stirring at your touch.

"Call 911."You directed,feeling his faint pulse as you tried to awaken the man.

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You were with Bianca as the doctor informed her of Adonis' condition,a nurse informing both of you of a visitor.

"Dad."You whispered,hugging him quickly.

He hugged Bianca after,whispering to her softly.

You watched from the door as Rocky spoke to Adonis,the young boxer becoming upset quickly. You knew Adonis' pride was strong,your heart breaking when his words clearly hurt your fathers feelings. You left with him,hugging Bianca as an apology.

You agreed to go with your father back to Philly,asking him to wait in the lobby as you packed your bags. You made sure to collect all of your belongings,walking out to find Viktor talking to Ivan in the hallway. He moved to follow after you as you pushed the button to the elevator only seeing Ivan hold him back when you turned as the elevator doors shut.

Your father tucked you into his chest as you walked out of the hotel,the reporters yelling questions at the two of you as you got into the car. The train ride to Philly allowed you time to sit in your thoughts,nothing becoming clear the more you thought about things.

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Time passed and you watched a fight Viktor was in,the interview that followed making you shiver. They talked about his loss which Viktor corrected as a disqualification,the Russian declaring a challenge to Adonis yet again. Max Kellerman asked him about his involvement with you,Viktor only answering by saying that there was nothing to tell and he was focused on his wins. You sighed as you turned the TV off,clearing up your coffee table.

Days later you had finished up your last shift of the week at the hospital,glad to be helping out in the ED as they were short staffed. You were a general surgeon,enjoying the days in the OR but there was something about the chaos in the ED helped you forget about the chaos of your own life. People had finally stopped asking about your involvement with Viktor,now resorting to whispering when they thought you couldn't hear.

You had various candles lit around your apartment,a glass of wine on your coffee table. You frowned at the multiple nail polish colors you had set out,your self care routine interrupted by a knock at your door.

"Coming!"You yelled,sighing as you wondered who could possibly be at your door at this time of night.

You shivered as you pulled the door open,gasping when you looked up to find the large man standing at your door. He waved,a shy look on his face.

"Viktor."You whispered,chewing on your lip nervously. "What are you doing here?"

"I need you."He said,hands in his pockets. "I have no one."

"What happened? Are you okay?"You neared him,looking him over quickly. You could tell he had something heavy weighing on his mind,feeling for the large man who was clearly torn.

"Can we talk?"He asked,smiling when you looked at him with concern.

"Yeah."You nodded,opening the door wider for the large man to step through. "Come in."

The large man made your small home feel even tinier,his eyes looking around the dark room that was mostly lit by the candles.

"I interrupt?"He asked,following you to your living room.

"No,just having a little self care night."You shrugged,turning to him.

"Self care?"He parroted,his brows furrowed in confusion.

"Yeah,helps me relax."You gestured to the masks you had used and the lotions you used for a self foot rub after you finished doing your nails.

He nodded,walking up to a picture on one of your shelves. It was a picture of you with your dad in the ring at Mickys gym,you were only about 4 when your mother took the picture of you "training" with your father.

"Very cute."Viktor pointed,turning to you with a smile.

You smiled back,offering him something to eat or drink to which he refused. You gestured for him to sit as you resumed your pondering over what color to choose. He sat next to you,the large man clearly tense.

"Whenever you're ready,I am listening. I just can't decide on a color."You looked at him from the corner of your eye,watching him remove his coat.

"I like."He pointed to a light pink you had on the table,nodding when you picked up the little polish.

"Then it's settled."You hummed,leaning against the arm of the sofa to begin painting your toes.

Viktor grabbed the bottle and pulled your foot into his lap,tilting his head as he focused on painting your nails. "I never tell anyone about this. But I trust you."

"Okay."you nodded,trying not to smile at the image of the large boxer painting your toes a pink color that he had chosen.

"After my father lose fight to your father,"He began,slowly moving the brush to ensure he painted your whole nail. "Things between him and Ludmilla were not very good."

"Ludmilla? Your mother?"You guessed,the name familiar in your household when discussing the aforementioned fight.

"Yes."He nodded,moving on to another nail when he deemed the last one perfect. "She leave him when kicked out of Russia,leaving both of us."

"I'm sorry."You frowned,watching him focus at the task he was currently doing.

He shrugged,continuing with the paint. "I don't see her in years,but few days ago we have dinner in Russia with some people. She is remarried,only appear now after so long."

"And how did you feel when you saw her?"You asked,allowing him to switch to your other foot.

"Angry."He said simply,dipping the small brush into the paint. "Angry,these people turn back to my father now after all this time. Now that I fight and earn my own way they want to be there,like leeches."

"And you're angry at her too."You pointed out,watching his lip raise.

"Yes."He said simply. "I don't know her,she is stranger to me. She abandon me."

"And your father."

He nodded,his pace a little faster now that he was more comfortable. "I hate to see him be with them,we don't need these people. Only there for convenience."

"I understand."You nodded. "Have you ever thought of telling her why you're angry at her?"

He paused,pondering your question as he examined his work. "What good will do?"

"There's a belief."You said simply,placing your feet flat on the floor. "Anger expressed,is anger extinguished."You grabbed the miniature looking nail polish from his large paws,placing it on the table. "You can't carry all of this anger with you forever,you should at least talk to your father. He should know how you feel,you care about his feelings and want to protect him from these people too."

"How I do?"he asked,watching you look at your newly painted toes.

"Very good."You smiled. "Want to become my nail tech?"you asked.

He smiled,playing with his fingers. "I never do that before."

"There's a first time for everything."You nodded,grabbing your wine glass. He watched you sip the wine,seemingly not able to look away from you. "Want to try some?"You asked,not sure if the disciplined fighter drank alcohol.

He nodded,taking the glass from your hand. His left hand cradled the back of your head and pulled your lips to his. You pulled away from the kiss,eyes shut at the feeling that ran through your body.

"Very good wine."He hummed,placing the glass on the coffee table.

You sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes,the Russian boxer pondering your words as you cleared the table and put things away. He watched you move about,enjoying the comfort he felt in your home. Something about the place actually feeling like a home and the warmth not only from the fire, his gaze soft when you shyly sat next to him again.

You rubbed the back of your neck,leaning away from the large man. He watched you silently,tucking your hair behind your ear. You leaned into his hand,the Russian pulling your legs into his lap.

"You finish your self care?"He asked,his thumb stroking your calf.

You cleared your throat and reached for your lotion,the large boxer taking it from your hands and silently beginning to rub your feet. You relaxed at the soothing of the tension of being on your feet for over 12 hours,Viktor silent as he thought over your last words.

"You think I should talk to her?"He asked,rubbing your feet gently.

"If not her,talk to Ivan. For you,you see people who turned their backs on your father over something that wasn't that detrimental. But to Ivan,this might feel like a chance to win back the things he lost."

He pondered your words for a few minutes,continuing his massaging of your feet and legs as he thought in silence. "That doesn't invalidate what you feel,Viktor. You're feelings aren't wrong."

"How you so smart?"He asked,his hands rubbing higher and higher on your legs.

You shrugged,allowing the large man to kneel between your legs. He rubbed his nose against yours,large hands gripping your thighs to pull your legs around his hips. "Why I feel this way for you?"

"What way?"You whispered,arms wrapping around his neck.

"Happy,trust,free."He whispered back,leaning down to kiss you again.

After a few minutes he sat back up,settling you on his lap. You pulled at his shirt,pulling away to pull the tight shirt off of his body. He leaned against the back of the couch and let you do as you wish,your hands landing on his pecs to steady yourself.

His sparkling eyes met yours,large hands gripping your hips tightly. He noticed your hesitation,thumbs rubbing your hip bones gently. "We can stop."He said softly,moaning when you pulled him into a passionate kiss.

"I don't want to stop."You whispered,pulling your shirt over your head. The Russian kissed your neck,hands sliding up your back and unclasping your bra.

"So beautiful."He whispered,tossing your bra to the side. The man reveled in your moans,burying his face straight into your chest. He paid equal attention to each of your breasts,his own hips thrusting up to meet the roll of your hips.

The large man stood and tightened your legs around his thick waist,following your directions to the bedroom. He laid you carefully on the bed,his eyes tracing your entire body. He pulled at your shorts and pulled them off in one tug,quickly hurrying to rid himself of his own shorts when you pulled at them.

The Russian started with methodical kisses at your neck,a slow path down your body makes whispers of his name fall from your lips in breathless moans. He kneeled on the floor,hitching your legs over his shoulders he placed a soft kiss on your wet pussy before diving right in.

He growled when you raised your hips,making note of what it was that pulled the biggest reaction out of you. He flattened his tongue,the thick appendage and the way the man used it to bring you to the edge of bliss. Your hands came to his head,pushing him closer at the feeling of your orgasm nearing.

His large hands gripped your thighs tightly,his tongue lapping at your wetness. He groaned when your nails scraped his scalp lightly,smirking when your moans got higher in pitch when he slid a thick finger inside of you and sucked on your clit.

"Viktor."You panted,legs tightening around his head. "Fuck I'm close."

He sucked on your clit gently,not stopping his onslaught of pleasure. He felt you tighten around his finger,his broad tongue swiping up and down sensually. He made sure to lick up every last drop of your cum,leaving you panting heavily when he pulled away.

"You okay,malyshka?"He leaned over you,licking his bearded lips and still tasting your sweetness.

"Mmhmm."You hummed,eyes shut in bliss.

The large man plopped next to you in all his naked glory,his hazel eyes just watching you lay in bliss. "So beautiful."he twirled a long strand of your hair around his finger.

You opened your eyes to see him already looking at you,a softness in his gaze. You pushed his chest softly,the large man falling onto his back as you wanted. He let you climb on top of him,watching you trail kisses down his sculpted chest. He moaned when he felt your tongue trace up his chest from the bottom of his abs.

Your small hand wrapped around his thick length,stroking him slowly. You kissed his neck softly,nipping at his skin gently. Mapping a trail of kisses down his sculpted chest to his hard length you watched him through hooded eyes as you placed a soft kiss on the head of his dick. His hips jolted,large hand buried into your dark locks when you licked the tip slowly.

"Please."He whimpered,his pleading look causing you to smirk.

"You look so pretty when you beg."You teased,stroking his thick length slowly. "Do it again."

"Please,I need you."He begged again,a soft pout on his lips.

The confidence that you exuded at that moment made his head spin,the man feeling breathless at the feeling of you touching him. If he thought you were beautiful and sexy before, the way you took control now made him see it even more.

You gave in to the man's pretty pleas,slowly taking his thick length into your mouth. His low moan when you swirled your tongue around the head of his dick was the sexiest sound you ever heard,your hand working what you couldn't fit in your mouth.

His grip on your hair tightened slightly,the man using his grip to guide your mouth up and down the way he wanted. When you started to take more of his length into his mouth and suck harder he growled,toes curling when he felt he was close to his orgasm.

"Malyshka."He whined,growling when you fondled his heavy balls and almost made him cum right there. He used his grip on your hair to gently pull your mouth off his length,his large hands cradling your face gently. "I need to feel you."

He helped you climb on top of him,his hands resting on your hips as you reached over him to grab something from your drawer. His eyes fell on the condom packet you held up,a coy smile on your pretty lips.

"Make me yours."You whispered,leaning down to bite his lip gently.

The large man flipped you over,growling into the kiss when your nails dug into his biceps. You were too lost in the feeling of his tongue delving into your mouth to notice him put the condom on,your eyes opening when you felt his tip at your warm entrance.

"So tight,malyshka."He groaned into your mouth,slowly inching his thick girth in.

He pulled away from your lips to press his forehead against yours,eyes shut tight in concentration. Your nails dug into his broad back,legs tightening around his hips when he bottomed out. The pleasure of being filled outweighed the burn of the stretch,it had been so long since you'd been with someone and even longer since someone made you feel this good.

"Viktor."You whined,nails scratching red fiery lines down his muscular back. "Please."

"Please what."He teased,nipping your bottom lip gently. He smirked when your answer died right on the tip of your tongue,a deep moan coming out when he slid out of your tight entrance and slowly slid back in.

The large man built a slow and sensual pace,gradually speeding up when your moans slowly grew louder. He loved the way your moans grew louder when he picked up speed, his hand squeezed your thigh and raised your leg higher on his hip. You moaned when his hand slid up your body,large hand coming to lightly squeeze your neck.

He watched your eyes flutter shut,watching your teeth bite your bottom lip in pure pleasure. He loved the way you trusted him with your pleasure,his hand applying the pressure you craved so perfectly.

You could barely focus on the words he whispered as he continued his deep sensual thrusts,his pace slowing drastically to slowly roll his hips into yours. His thumb traced your bottom lip softly,a low groan leaving the man when you gently sucked on his thumb.

"My little minx."He smirked,wet thumb stroking your lips softly and smearing your spit across them. "You drive me crazy."

He trailed his lips against your jawline and down your neck,the roughness of his beard brushing against your soft skin making you burn deliciously. With your arms and legs secured tightly around the large man you rolled the two of you over so you straddled him,left hand cupping his cheek.

"More."You whispered,pulling him forward to taste his lips once more. You rolled your hips in a sensual rhythm,biting his lip gently when he gripped your hips to help guide your movements.

He sat up,large hands splayed out on your back. You leaned your forehead against his,nails digging into his strong back. You noticed him controlling his moans,not appreciating the way he tried to avoid making any sounds.

"I wanna hear you."You whispered,tilting his head back to look him in the eye. Your tongue traced his lips,smirking when a deep moan left the large man.

With each movement you felt the bliss of orgasm closer and closer. His moans and yours blended into one beautiful melody,tongues meeting in an infernal dance. You were too lost in the pleasure you were being given to even hear the ringing phone,Viktor ignoring the familiar ring of his phone to focus his attention solely on you.

You felt Viktor's hands everywhere a burning trail of heat following wherever he touched. The large russian planted his feet on the bed,large hands moving to hold your hips in a tight controlling grip. His low growl when he felt you tighten around him made you tremble,your orgasm impending.

"Cum with me."You pulled him closer,chests touching but not feeling close enough to the large man. "Together."

He growled,pulling you impossibly closer. He rolled the two of you over,your head landing on your pillow. Viktor grabbed your knee tightly,the large man bending your leg forward so your knee touched your chest. Your nails dug into his broad back,his thrusts hitting just the right spot every time without fault.

You both came together,a low growl of your name falling from Viktor's perfect lips. You could've cum just from that sound alone,your hands cupping his face to make him look you in the eyes. His hazel eyes met yours,the man swallowing your moan when he planted his lips on yours.

You held onto him tightly,enjoying the warmth that came from his body. He leaned his arms next to your head,his nose nudging yours gently. You smiled softly at him, thumbs stroking his cheeks softly.

"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"He whispered, beginning to pull away when he felt he was leaning his weight on you too much. You tightened your legs around his waist, keeping him right where he was.

"I'm okay,everything's perfect."You pecked his lips quickly,watching his cheeks tinge pink.

"It is."He nodded, pulling you closer before rolling onto his back with you on top of him. You rest your chin on his chest,watching him quietly.

He ran his fingers through your hair, turning to look at you when he felt your eyes on him. He smiled when your eyes met,the man looking very much at ease.

"You look more relaxed."You observed, fingers tracing indiscernible shapes on his chest.

"It's not only because of this."He slid his hand down your side,rubbing your side gently.

"Then what is it?"You asked.

"It's you."He pulled your leg over his, squeezing your knee softly. He leaned down to kiss you,a laugh interrupting the kiss when his stomach growled.

"Hungry?"You sat up,reaching for the clothes the two of you left on the floor. You slid your panties on followed by his shirt,tossing him his boxers after. He laughed and slid them on, sitting on the edge of your bed. You stepped between his legs,hands cradling his face while his gripped your hips. "Come on."You kissed him quickly, turning and walking out of your bedroom.

The giant man followed after you, the sight of him leaning down when he crossed your door making you giggle. He smiled at the sound of you laughing,grabbing the bottom of his shirt and pulling lightly. "What's so funny?"He questioned, your hands landing on his pecs.

"You're so big."You said simply, biting your lip.

"I thought you like that?"He cupped your ass boldly, squeezing the supple flesh.

"I love it."You whispered seductively,biting his lip gently before pulling away and walking towards your kitchen. You looked through your fridge, only finding the steak you had pulled for tomorrow's dinner.

The Russian boxer sat at your table after insisting you didn't have to make him anything and you waving him off, watching you cook wearing his shirt only. You served the steak with some asparagus and potatoes,enjoying his surprised look.

"Smells delicious."He said as you sat across from him and poured two glasses of wine. He cut into the steak, moaning at the taste when he took the first bite. You watched him eat, enjoying the relaxed and comfortable vibe between the two of you.

He offered you bites of the food, the two of you sitting in a comfortable silence as he finished the meal. You picked up the plate when he finished, ignoring his insistence on cleaning up. You washed the plate quickly, leaning into him when he pressed against your backside.

His hands slid up your thighs,pushing his shirt up as he appreciated your soft skin. Your eyes fell shut when he moved your hair over to your right shoulder and his lips planted kisses on your neck.

"Still hungry?"You smirked, pressing your ass into him.

"For you? Always."He answered. He spun you around,wrapping your legs around his waist as he planted you on the counter.

You moaned when his tongue delved into your mouth,his grip tight as he pulled you as close as possible. Your hands slid up his strong arms,sliding up his shoulders,then to his neck. You sighed in bliss when he pulled away and kissed his way down your neck,choosing a spot to lightly suck. Your nails lightly scraped his scalp when he moved to a sensitive spot on your neck,groaning when you heard a phone ring again.

He groaned in annoyance when he recognized the sound of his phone,already imagining who it was. He slid the bottom of his shirt up slowly,long fingers sliding against your smooth skin.

"You should answer it."You whispered,index finger tracing down the chiseled lines of his chest.

"No."He pouted,kissing your fingertip as it traced his lips.

"Go."You nodded towards the loud ringing,pushing him lightly. You hopped off the counter when he gave in,watching him walk towards his phone.

You made your way to your couch,plopping down as he walked back with the miniature looking device in his large hands. "Everything okay?"You asked,pulling your knees to your chest as he sat down next to you. The large man took up so much space,essentially dwarfing everything that he held or sat on.

"My father."He shrugged,placing the phone on the coffee table.

"He doesn't know you're here,does he?"You sat up,nervously chewing on your lip as you thought back to the last conversation you had with the father of the man who currently sat on your couch.

"No."Viktor answered,watching you curiously. "What's wrong?"

You looked away from his intense gaze,not wanting to discuss the conversation in which his father told you you were no good for Viktor and that you should stay away from him.

"Tell me."Viktor pulled you close,index finger under your chin forcing you to look up at him.

"He won't like that you're here,with me."You whispered the last two words,his eyes staring back into yours pulling the words from you. "He told me to stay away from you,that I'm no good for you."

Viktor felt his blood boil,the thought of his father yelling at you and screaming how you're no good for him making him angrier by the minute. He pulled you into his lap,the large man dwarfing you as he cradled you into his chest. You placed your hand on his chest right over his heart,meeting his intense and passionate gaze that made your own heart race.

"He was wrong."He said simply, his simple three words making you melt into his touch. "I wish I didn't have to go back."He sighed, dreading what he would find when he returned home.

"You need to buy a plane ticket."You moved to grab your laptop, helping him secure a early flight out before deciding it was time to go to bed.

"So is it safe to say that you will stay the night?"You said softly, hand sliding down his chest and then grabbing his large hand.

"Do you want me to?"He asked, smiling when you played with his fingers.

You nodded shyly, meeting his intense gaze. He enjoyed the way you were suddenly shy around him, nothing at all like the confident seductress he saw earlier in your bedroom. "Stay."You whispered,holding his hand tightly.

"Of course."He assured,allowing you to stand and pull him up and after you to your bathroom. He accepted the new toothbrush you offered him,watching you perform your night routine for bed and reveling in the mundane action of getting ready for bed was simple yet he enjoyed it so much.

You enjoyed the way the large man took up almost the entirety of your mattress,climbing in after him and pressing your smaller frame right against him. He hitched your leg over his,arms wrapping around you when you laid your head right over his heart. You heard the steady beat of his heart,the sound making you smile.

"You're so warm."You hummed,cuddling into him more. He ran his fingers through your hair,eyes shutting when you let out a sigh of relief.

"I have never done this before."He said softly,eyes shutting when you rubbed his chest softly. You smiled at his words, fingers pinching his chin and turning him to face you.

"Good."You said plainly, kissing him briefly.

"Good?"He asked, brows furrowing.

"Yes,I don't want you to do things like this with anyone else. Only me."You smirked, laying your head back on his chest.

"I don't want to do things like this with anyone else."His thumb rubbed your cheek, hugging you closer. "Only you."

Your hand resumed rubbing his strong chest,wandering to his tense and hard shoulders. He groaned when you rubbed and kneaded the tense muscles.

"You gave me a massage."You hummed,straddling the broad man. You smiled at him when his hands grabbed your thighs,thumbs rubbing the smooth flesh. "Only fair I return the favor."You leaned over and grabbed a lotion,waving it coyly.

"You can do whatever you want to with me,"He grinned,enjoying the thought of your hands on his body. "I'm all yours."

You froze at his words,heart rate picking up tenfold. "You mean that?"

"I do."he affirmed.

You bent down to kiss him,his hands sliding up to cup your supple ass. You moaned into the kiss at the feeling of him softly kneading your firm rear,the boxer taking advantage to slide his tongue past your spread lips.

You pulled away panting,labored breaths mixing with his. "Roll over."You climbed off of him,watching him comply with no hesitation.

Climbing the large man once again you put some lotion on your hands and got to work,kneading the man's tense and strong muscles. He groaned under your small hands loosening his tense muscles,a shiver traveling down his spine when your hands slid down his broad back.

You sat on his firm butt,hands working on his lower back. His low moans when you continued massaging his back made you flashback to the earlier moments the two of you shared right there in your bed. You cleared your throat and focused at the task at hand,moving back up to massage his arms.

Little by little he relaxed further and further,your hands moving to massage his strong arms. After a while you rubbed his tense neck,feeling the large man become more pliant with each pass of your hand. You heard his soft snores a while later,leaning over to find the boxer sound asleep.

You smiled,kissing his cheek softly before moving over to your spot in the bed. You laid your head on your pillow,back facing Viktor as your eyes shut at the peacefulness that fell over the two of you. Your eyes opened when you felt him roll over and wrap his arm around you. Viktor pulled you closer,face buried in the crook of your neck as he pressed closer against your back. You smiled and shut your eyes,quickly falling asleep in the warmth of his embrace.

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The next morning you slid some sweatpants on,keeping Viktor's t shirt on as he instructed. You watched him slide his hoodie and coat on,you mirroring the man's actions. You drove through the cold Philly streets,sighing when you finally arrived at the airport.

You walked in with him,fingers wringing at the thought of not seeing him again. He grabbed your smaller hands,pulling you close to him. It's like he knew exactly what ran through your mind,the same fears plaguing his thoughts.

"I want you to call me,everyday if you want."He said softly,hands cupping your face.

"I don't have your number."Your brows furrowed,words dying on the tip of your tongue when he pulled you into a passionate kiss.

"Of course you do."He smirked,leaning his forehead against yours. "I will see you soon. No goodbyes."

"No goodbyes."You affirmed,pulling him in for one last kiss.

"You call."He repeated.

"Everyday."You nodded,smiling at him softly when he turned and walked towards his terminal.

Your shoulders slumped watching him walk further and further away,wanting nothing more than for him to turn back and decide to just stay with you. A sliver of hope rose in your chest when he turned,part of you expecting him to walk right back towards you and tell you to go back to your home with him.

He waved before continuing on,you watching him until you couldn't see him anymore. You turned and made your way to your car,fighting the urge to cry the whole ride home. You successfully made it to your home without crying,stripping down to just the t shirt of his you wore before crawling into bed.

You scrolled through your phone finding the new contact you had no idea how it got into your phone.

Viktor.

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I G N O R I N G T H E P A S T

Viktor Drago x Balboa!Daughter Reader part 4

Sneak peak to part 4

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Imagine:You're Rocky Balboa's daughter,the night Ivan and Viktor show up to his restaurant you meet both men who have a deep history with your father. What you didn't expect was the way you'd feel for the son of the man who hated your father.

(PS I know the first fight happened at Barclays center,but for the sake of my imagine it happened in Los Angeles)

You were in the back,handing the dishwasher the last of the dishes from the night. You'd seen the grey haired man when he walked in,something about him familar yet you couldn't quite put your finger on it.

Your father walked in,the hostess directing him to the table the man sat at. You observed silently,moving into the dining room when you felt the tension in the air. You stood behind your father and placed your hand on his shoulder,your brown eyes meeting the man's blue ones.

"Your daughter?"The man's rough voice asked,his Russian accent making you tilt your head. He stood,your father following right after.

The bell chimed,a large figure walking through the almost too small door. Your eyes landed on the most handsome man you'd ever seen. You didn't hear the words the two older men crossed,a set of hazel eyes holding you captive.

You watched the two men leave in silence,the younger Russian turning to look at you discreetly. You turned to your father,an unfamiliar feeling running through your body.

"That was Drago."You said,words void of emotion.

"And his son."Rocky looked at you,moving a strand of your hair from your face.

"Go."You nodded to the door. "I'll lock up."

Your father left to talk to Adonis,the cold of the night biting at your skin and blowing your hair. Pulling your coat tighter around your body you locked the door and gasped when you turned to find a strange man behind you.

"Hey pretty lady. All alone?"He asked,reaching out to touch your face. His breath reeked of alcohol,your heart racing at the thought of how this could go wrong.

"What do you want?"You tightened your grip on your purse.

"You."He shoved you against the building,your backside hurting when you hit the bricks. His hands yanked at your jacket,your knee coming up to hit him in the crotch followed by your fist hitting his jaw. He went after you again,your head hitting the bricks when he shoved you.

"Stop."You tried to resist weakly,feeling a warm liquid drip down on the back of your head.

You felt the man be pulled off you,your hands reaching out to keep you steady.

"Don't come back here."You heard a gruff voice,a thick Russian accent making you open your eyes to try and see who saved you.

"I-it's you."You whispered,then man's large hands holding you up. You saw blood where the man was standing before Viktor scared him away,your eyesight blurring from the pain in your head.

"Are you okay?"He asked,holding you up by your arms. Even through your thick coat you could feel his strong hands,the warmth seeping into your skin. You met his hazel eyes,the concern sincere in his expressive gaze.

"I.."You panted,dizzy from when your head hit the bricks.

Viktor caught you as you passed out,the large man scooping you up. He carried you to his hotel room,light eyes watching you with concern as you breathed slowly.

"What did you do?"Ivan asked his son in Russian when he saw him walk in with a woman in his arms. His eyes widened when he saw who the unconscious woman was that Viktor laid on his bed,the woman being none other than Rocky Balboa's daughter. "Why is she here?"

"A man attacked her and she hurt her head,I couldn't just leave her."Viktor answered in his fathers native language,turning to look at the woman he laid on his bed. He brushed her hair out of her face,snapping out of admiring her beauty when he felt his fathers glare on the back of his head.

Viktor looked for the gash on your head,cleaning and placing clean gauze over the wound. Ivan watched his son with a weary gaze,not liking the attention he was paying to the daughter of his enemy.

"What if she has a concussion?"Viktor mumbled,turning to his father.

Ivan felt something akin to worry,not only for the young woman that was passed out in their hotel room but for the concern his son was having for a woman he just met. Viktor had never been too concerned for women or relationships,always hyperfocused on their trainings and fights.

Both men turned to you when they heard you groan,watching with a bated breath as you sat up. Ivan stood back and watched his son interact with you and not liking one bit of it.

"Are you okay?"Viktor asked,kneeling in front of you.

"Yes."You whispered,moaning in pain when you touched your bandaged wound. "You cleaned me up?"

You watched the large man nod,the worry in his hazel eyes making you smile. "You're very kind."

He smiled softly,clearly not used to kind words of praise and gratitude . "Worry for concussion."He pushed your hair out of your face,looking at you with an unfamiliar softness.

"She needs to go."Ivan muttered in Russian,both men conversing back and forth unaware of you understanding every word that left their mouth.

"She's hurt."Viktor answered,avoiding his fathers scrutinizing eyes.

"Now,Viktor."Ivan muttered,leaving the two of you alone.

"I don't want to cause you any problems."You whispered,grabbing his hand gently.

"You understand?"He tilted his head,apologetic of his fathers rough words.

"Yes,and I appreciate what you've done for me."You answered in Russian,surprising the large man.

"Let me make sure you get home."He stood,sliding his coat on.

You walked in silence with the young fighter,hands in your pockets to keep warm.

"You should have someone take care of you."He said softly,watching you go up the stairs to the apartment not far from the restaurant.

"I'll be fine. I'll get checked out tomorrow at work."You fished for your keys,smiling softly at the man's genuine concern for your well-being.

"Your work?"He questioned.

"I'm a doctor."You turned to face the large man,caught off guard by his proximity to you.

He nodded,once again tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. He stepped closer,your hands coming to his strong chest. His thick index finger traced down your cheek,stopping right at your chin below your lips.

"Beautiful doctor."He whispered. You gripped his jacket,shivering at his touch instead of the cold.

"Thank you."You whispered into the cold night,leaning into his touch. "For saving me,caring for me."

His large hand cupped your cheek,leaning in to kiss the other. "Take care,little doctor."He whispered in Russian,stepping back.

He watched you walk in,leaving when you appeared at a window and waved at him,glad to see you home safe. He turned to walk back to his hotel,his mind solely on you. He came back to a lecture from his father,his fathers harsh tone not killing his happy thoughts that revolved around you. He regretted not kissing you, the wonder of knowing how it would have felt to kiss you keeping him awake.

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The next day you were checked out at work,and went about your day like you normally would. Your thoughts plagued by a tall Russian man you just met,wondering what it would have felt like if he would have kissed you.

You met up with your father after your shift,both of you sitting in silence over dinner. You raised a brow at your uncharacteristically quiet father,watching him move food around the plate.

"What's on your mind?"You sighed,grabbing your glass of wine.

"Donnie."Rocky sighed,the worry only adding more frown lines to his already stressed expression. "He's going to take the fight. I know it."

"Then help him."You took a sip,watching your father torn in the history of a lost friend.

"I can't."

"Why not?"You asked,grabbing your plates.

"He's angry,understandably. But he's too focused on proving the wrong thing. He's not fighting for the right reason."

You weren't sure what words would comfort your father,only able to hug the man and hope it would help him.

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After Donnie had moved to Los Angeles and your dad told him he wouldn't train him things were rough. You could tell there was a lot weighing on his mind and his heart,and it was hard knowing there was nothing you could do to help.

Adonis was a good friend and you'd always gone to his fights when you could. You tried to convince your father to come with you to support Adonis,try to push the stubborn men to move past their stubbornness.

"I'll see you when I get back."You hugged Rocky,frowning at his sad expression.

"Love you kid."He hummed,squeezing you softly.

Hours later you landed in Los Angeles. Tomorrow was the weigh in and the fight was the day after. You arrived to the hotel and made your way to the elevator after checking in. The doors were closing when you heard a voice call out.

"Hold the elevator."

3 large men stepped into the elevator after you held it open,your eyes briefly meeting Viktor's when he,his father,and the promoter Buddy Marcelle stepped into the elevator.

"Ms.Balboa."Buddy nodded in your direction.

"Mr.Marcelle."You hummed,tilting your head. "I wasn't aware we'd met before."

"We haven't. But it's nice to finally have the pleasure."He held out his hand,shaking yours and placing a kiss on your knuckles when you placed you hand in his.

"Likewise."You raised a quizzical brow.

"Came for the fight."Buddy attempted to make small talk,clearly not asking.

"Of course. Adonis is family."

"Any plans for tonight? I would love to take you to dinner."The man smiled,you raised a brow at his audacity.

The other two men turned to look at the promoter in shock,a stifled laugh leaving you. You met Viktor's expressive gaze,annoyance clearly on his stoic face.

"I don't think that's appropriate."You adjusted your bag on your shoulder,clearing your throat.

The elevator doors opened to your floor,the men stepping out right behind you. They walked one way as you walked the other,Marcelle calling out behind you.

"Let me know if you change your mind."

Your eyes met Viktor's briefly before you opened your door,a small smile reaching your lips before you disappeared into your room.

You leaned against the door,hand over your racing heart. Something about the intensity in his hazel eyes made your heart beat faster every time he looked at you.

You got ready for the beach,deciding to take advantage of the short vacation in the sunny state so far from work,responsibilities,and the cold weather of Philadelphia. Leaving your button up blouse open you threw some essentials for the beach in your bag and slid your shades on the top of your head.

You opened the door and did not expect to see Viktor standing there with his hand raised to knock on the door. To say that you were surprised was an understatement. The large man opened his mouth to say something,but you didn't miss the way his eyes looked you up and down.

He cleared his throat and straightened up his posture,offering a small and clearly unfamiliar smile. "I wanted to see if you would like to go out with me."

"Uh.."You were speechless,the acceptance of his invitation right on the tip of your tongue. Your mouth felt dry,the mans bulking muscles visible under the clearly too tight blue t shirt he wore paired with his black basketball shorts.

"If no,is fine. I understand."He said quietly,his broad shoulders sagging.

"No! I-I would like to,I was planning to head to the beach."You held up your beach bag,meeting his twinkling eyes.

"I could join?"He asked,his hands sliding into his shorts pockets.

"Of course."You smiled,grabbing the clean hotel towel and throwing it into your bag for him to use. "Have you ever been to the beach?"

He shook his head as you both walked down the hall,pushing the button for the elevator he couldn't help but look at you again. "You look beautiful."He said it so softly you almost missed it.

"Thank you."You blushed,gasping when his hand gripped your chin and lifted it to meet his eyes.

"You're welcome."

It was a quick ride to the beach,Viktor watching you set your towel down before deciding to mirror your actions. He tried to avert his eyes when you removed your blouse and shorts,clearly unsuccessful in trying to not ogle you too much.

He sat on the towel he had laid down,watching you in silence as you dug in your bag for your sunscreen. You held up the bottle,offering him a gentle smile.

"Would you help me?"You asked,turning your back to him.

The Russian gulped,squeezing some of the lotion into his hand before he began rubbing it into your skin. His large hands were rough and strong,a controversial softness in the way he touched you with hands he used for fighting. He massaged your shoulders gently,he found himself liking the way you leaned more into his touch.

"Finished."He whispered in your ear,his hands still on your shoulders. Your were very invested in how his hands felt on your body.

"Thank you."You whispered,your eyes opening slowly when he traced his fingers down your arms.

"You're welcome."His beard tickled your skin,your heart racing and beating so loud you could swear he probably could hear it. "Would you help me?"

He held the bottle up in front of your face,regrettably pulling away from your body when you grabbed the bottle from his hands. You turned to face him,your eyes watching him pull the fitted shirt off of his broad chest.

His muscles rippled as he pulled the shirt off and threw it to the side,the mans intense gaze landing on you with a spark of mischief swimming in the pools of hazel.

"O-Okay,turn around."You stuttered,your eyes flitting back and forth from his ripped chest to his smug facial expression.

"No,front first."The Russian boxer grinned,sliding his hand down his muscular chest.

"I-but you."You stumbled over your words,a heated flush coming over your cheeks and neck.

"I can do front for you."He smirked,reaching for the bottle in your hands. You blushed at his dirty words,toying with label with the label that was peeling off of the bottle.

"No I-I'll do it."You squeezed some of the lotion onto your hand and looked at him nervously. He noticed your hesitancy,his hands reaching for your wrists and pulled your hands to his chest.

You rubbed the cool lotion on his chest,a shaky breath leaving your lips when you felt the ridges of his muscles under your fingers. "O-okay. Now your back."You whispered,hands flat on his pecs.

He nodded and turned,his shoulders rolling when your small hands began massaging his broad back. He felt you finish rubbing the lotion into his back,the broad man leaning back when your hands stayed on his shoulder.

"Finished?"His deep voice made you shiver,your hands dropping from his strong shoulders.

"Yes."You pulled away,begging to rub lotion onto your legs and arms.

Viktor fell back,leaning on one elbow to watch you putting sunscreen on. You turned to him when you finished,finding his expressive hazel eyes already on you.

He flashed you a smile,the usually stoic man looked completely different with such a bright smile. He looked softer,kinder,the small boy inside of him coming out.

"You have such a pretty smile."You cupped his cheek,loving the way he became all shy and leaned into your touch. "You should smile more."

"You make me smile."He whispered,pressing a kiss to the palm of your hand. "If you enjoy,I do more."He proposed,eyes meeting yours.

You nodded,wanting to see the handsome man smile more which made him look even better if that was even believable. "Tell me more about you."You requested,standing up. He followed you,both falling into a peaceful pace.

You found the man kind of tough to read,his face in his usually stoic expression. He answered your questions,any extras you had to pry out of him. The only words that he would say without you asking anything about would be a compliment. The truth was he loved seeing you blush at his compliments,loved the way your eyes sparkled and your face lit up when you smiled.

He noticed a few eyes on you,catching you off guard when he grabbed your hand and pulled you closer. You looked up at him,pulling him back when you stopped walking.

"What's wrong?"He asked,watching you intently.2

You raised your joined hands wanting an explanation. The tall man pulled you into his chest,his large hand going to your hip. You swallowed when his intense gaze held yours,your eyes falling shut when he leaned down towards you. His beard tickled your skin when he kissed you,the large man pulling you even closer as he deepened the kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck,pressing yourself against him more when you felt his tongue prod at your lips.

His tongue dipped into your mouth when you moaned,his thumb rubbing soothing circles on your hip bone. You pulled away breathless,heart racing and head spinning.

Viktor leaned his forehead against yours,holding onto you tightly. He didn't want to let you go,enjoying the way your body felt in his hands. He smiled when you opened your eyes,hoping you felt the same way he did.

You spent the day with the tall Russian,the large man taking advantage of any chance he got to make you laugh or smile. Despite his large size he still surprised you when he picked you up and carried you into the ocean,the large man enjoying the way you wrapped your arms and legs around him.

It was dark when you finally went back to the hotel,the large man following after you to your room. You turned and faced him,caught off guard when he kissed you again. He backed you against the door,moaning into the kiss when he felt you slide your hands under his shirt.

He pulled away and rubbed his nose against yours,placing gentle pecks all over your face. Your hand slid up to right above his heart,his hand covering yours to hold it there.

"You make my heart race."He whispered into your ear,placing a kiss right below your ear. "I feel..different."He mumbled into your skin.

You giggled when he rubbed his beard against your skin,pulling your hands from under his shirt. "Do you feel happy?"

He nodded,missing your hands on his skin. "Happy. Everything I feel is good."

"Good."You whispered,pulling his head down to kiss him again.

When you pulled away you almost asked him if he would come in,not wanting the day you spent with him to end.

"I don't want to leave you."He said lowly,hands cupping your face.

"I don't want you to leave."You responded,leaning into his touch.

"Will I see you tomorrow?"He asked.

You nodded,pouting when he pulled away. He kissed you one last time,urging you to go into your room.

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You were standing with Bianca on the stage at the weigh in,swallowing thickly when you saw Viktor step onto the scale in nothing but his boxers. Adonis followed,both men squaring up with their trainers next to them.

Words were crossed and suddenly Adonis pushed Ivan back,Viktor responding by pushing Adonis back even harder.

"D."Bianca called,you grabbed the pregnant woman's hand to keep her from getting hurt.

You watched Viktor and Ivan walk off,the younger boxer turning to look at you as he left.

The fight was tomorrow and you were anxious the whole night,worried at what would happen. Knowing that with either way that the fight went it would mean something hard for a person you cared for.

If Adonis won,it meant that Viktor would lose and you could see how important it was to him to win. On the other hand if Viktor won it meant that a dear friend who was practically family would lose and be exceptionally disappointed.

A knock on your door made your heart race,a big part of you hoping that it was Viktor at your door. Your shoulders sagged when you opened it to find Ivan there,wondering what this could be about.

"Can I help you?"You asked,gesturing for the man to come in.

"Yes,stay away from Viktor."He said simply,your brow raising at the request.

"I don't understand."

The man held up pictures of you and Viktor on the beach yesterday,multiple shots of the two of you kissing and holding hands. Your eyes widened as you snatched the pictures from his hand,not paying attention to when he grabbed the remote.

"Where did you get these?"You asked.

"They are everywhere."He answered,turning the tv on.

The same pictures of you and Viktor can up on the screen,your heart stopping at the words that came out of the woman's mouth.

"And here you see Viktor Drago very affectionate with this mystery woman and clearly not at all worried about his upcoming fight to the world champion,Adonis Creed."

Ivan changed the channel,a shot of you and Viktor in the ocean kissing as he held you up.

"Leaving all of us to wonder,who is this mystery woman?"

"Well Mike,rumor has it that this mystery woman is not as mysterious as we thought."

"Turns out she is none other than Y/N Balboa. Daughter of famous heavyweight champ,Rocky Balboa."

"Wow,what a turn of events!"The first man said,your hands shaking when they said your name and pulled up a picture of you and your father.

You tuned out the rest,turning away from the screen. How did this happen?

"You stay away from Viktor,yes?"Ivan said again,walking to the door. "I don't want to see you near him again. If he come look for you,you send him away. You are no good for him."

The door shut behind the angry Russian,you falling onto the couch in your hotel room in shock.

You spent the next few hours watching interview after interview of people talking about you and Viktor. Comment after comment about you and Viktor made you feel worse than when Ivan showed you the pictures. Rumor after rumor was spread,between the comments online and the comments on TV you couldn't take it.

You can't say they just started seeing each other,look at the way he's holding her they had to have been messing around for a while.

What a slut,messing around with the son of the man who killed her fathers best friend.

Maybe that's why Rocky didn't train Creed,how could he train the man that's going to fight his future son-in-law.

Drago's so worried about fooling around with Rocky's daughter he's not even focused on his fight with creed,he should be focused on taking on the champ. Of course he let a piece of ass distract him from winning,he's no pro.

You threw your phone aside,running your hand through your hair. You brought your knees to your chest,tears falling from your eyes. Maybe Ivan was right,it'd be best if you stayed away from Viktor. Were you a distraction? Were you bad for Viktor?You sniffed and wiped your eyes,groaning when your phone rang.

"Hey sweetheart."Your fathers voice came through the receiver.

"Dad."You sniffed,leaning back into the sofa. "You saw?"

"Yes I did."

The silence was loud,your father asking if you were okay when he heard your sniffles.

"I can't believe all the things they're saying."

You spoke for a few minutes,his comforting words only making you feel a little better. A soft knock came at your door,you bidding your father goodbye before going to open the door.

"Viktor."You wiped at your eyes,avoiding his intense gaze.

"You crying."He reached for your face,his thick accent coming through.

You pulled away from his touch,Ivan's words ringing in your head. He followed you into your room,a deep frown on his face.

"Why are you here?"You asked,trying to not look at him.

"I see pictures of us,want to make sure you okay."He answered.

"I'm fine."You shrugged.

"But you cry."He said softly,hands coming to cup your face. "I care for you."

"You shouldn't."You whispered,grabbing his wrists. "We shouldn't see each other any more."

"Why you say that? I thought yesterday.."

"I changed my mind. Forget about yesterday."You pulled away from him,wanting him to hurry up and leave so you could go back to wallowing in self pity.

"But I-."

"Go Viktor. You need to focus on your fight,not me. We can't be together."

"I don't understand. You are different."

"Just leave Viktor. Just forget about me,there is no us. There will never be an us. I don't want to see you anymore."

You watched his shoulders sag,the man nodding silently as he accepted your rejection. He turned and opened the door,stopping right at the doorway. "I'm no good for you."

"You are too good for me. I'm sorry."He whispered,the door shutting behind him.

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Alright guys,here's part 3 of Viktor Drago x Balboa!Daughter. Enjoy!

This part is pretty long,I got a little carried away but i

I hope you guys enjoy!

WARNING:Smut ahead

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It had been 2 days since Viktor had come and spent the night at your place,and you'd held off from calling him as long as you could. You poured yourself a cup of coffee as you dialed the number you'd been staring at all weekend. You were aware of the time difference,hoping he wasn't too busy to answer.

Viktor felt his phone vibrate in his pocket,dropping the weights he ignored the curious looks from his father and other members of his team he walked towards the locker room and looked at his phone.

The unknown number told him only one thing,it was you.

It had to be.

"Hello."He answered,heart racing with the fear of not hearing your voice on the other side.

"Viktor."You breathed,the way you whispered his name reminding him of the night that you two shared together.

"Hello,malyshka."He smiled,sitting on one of the benches. "Two days?"

"I know,I just..wanted to give you space."You stirred your coffee slowly,nervous to speak to the man that had made you feel things you'd never felt with anyone before.

"There is already too much space between us."He answered,his words catching you off guard. "I don't want more."

"Then I'll call you everyday."You affirmed,smiling at the realization that he wanted more than just what

happened that night between the two of you.

"Good."His thick accent sent shivers down your spine,you barely registering him asking you about your day.

You told him about the busy day you had ahead,the man listening attentively and shocking you by asking questions. You smiled when at just how easy it was to talk to him,the man genuinely interested in what you had to say and it was refreshing to talk to a man who actually listened.

You bid your goodbyes when you heard a gruff voice in the background,Viktor answering the man in Russian before returning to his conversation with you.

"I must go,malyshka. But call me tonight?"He asked.

"Yeah,just you call me when you're free."You requested,grabbing your things to head out the door yourself.

Later that night you got home and found your father waiting for you at your door,the man looking up when he heard your footsteps.

"Dad."You smiled.

"Hey sweetheart."He hugged you tightly,brushing the way ward strands of your hair out of your face.

"You okay?"You asked the sullen man,recognizing that sad smile.

"Yeah,just wanted to take my favorite girl to dinner."He grinned,pinching your cheek.

"Only if you're making pizza."You smiled,opening the door for you both.

"Of course,anything you want."

"Awesome! Let me get changed and we can go."You set your things down and made your way to your room to change quickly.

You were walking out of your room when you saw your father holding your phone in his hands,holding it up for you to see the name that flashed across the screen.

Viktor.

"You talking to him?"He asked,allowing you to grab the device.

"Dad,just give me a second."You looked at him sadly,hoping he'd understand.

"Hey,Viktor."You answered,eyes still staring back at your father.

"Malyshka,is everything okay?"He asked,your rushed tone and delay in answering made him worry.

"Yeah,I'm going to grab dinner with my dad right now. Can I call you later?"You asked,biting your lip nervously. The way you looked down at the ground shyly as Viktor answered you reminded him so much of how Adrian used to act around him.

"Okay,call me later. Enjoy your dinner."Viktors words were simple yet they still made you smile.

The ride over to Adrian's was silent,your father kneading the pizza dough as you sat on the counter and watched as he'd requested. You knew he was waiting for you to open up to him without him having to push you to do so.

"So,"You cleared your throat,watching him begin to shape the pizza before he began to cover it in the sauce and toppings. "What do you want to know."

He just looked at you and raised a quizzical brow,you letting out a deep sigh.

"I like him."You said the three words carefully,chipping at your nail polish quietly. "A lot."

"But you barely even know him."

You watched him slide the pizza in the oven,the man washing his hands in silence. You sat in the feelings that the 6 words he just said to you made you feel,a realization that there was very little that you knew about the foreign boxer yet there was a lot of intimate things that you did know.

"I know a bit about him."You shrugged,stealing a pepperoni slice.

"Like what?"

"Like he has a nice smile."You grinned. Your father rolled his eyes,moving about the kitchen. "I know that despite his resentment towards his mother,he desperately wants her approval."

He turned to you,raising a brow. "And how do you know that?"

He recognized the sheepish look that crossed your features,ultimately confessing to Viktor's late visit to you in Philly just days ago. Rocky was surprised to say the least,you did know things about the fighter in question and it seems that the one night you were together had revealed some things about Viktor.

"Besides,you and mom barely knew each other at one point."you smugly pointed out,the man pinching your cheek.

"You really do like him?"He asked,pulling the pizza from the oven.

"I really do."You nodded.

"What do you like about him?"he asked,preparing to slice the pizza.

"He's mysterious,he actually listens and cares about what I say. He's kind."You listed more and more about the things you liked about the man,your eyes sparkling. "And he deserves love,even if he doesn't believe that he does."

"I want for you what you want,as long as you're happy."

"He makes me feel seen,and heard. He actually listens to me and asks me about my life."You stared down at your shoes,a small smile pulling at your lips.

"I support you,my little princess."He cupped your face,eyes welling at how much you reminded him of Adrian. "I've never been able to deny you anything."

You hugged your father tightly after those words,appreciating the way he was there for you unconditionally.

"Let's eat."

After a hearty meal with great company,you made it home at a decent hour to still have a chance to call Viktor. The more it rang,the harder you bit on you lip in nervousness.

"Hello."His gruff,thick voice sent shivers down your spine.

"Hi."You said softly.

"How was dinner?"

"Good."You hummed,pulling your clothes for the night. "How was your day?"

He told you about his training and upcoming fight in New York,his tone excited and portraying his love for boxing greatly. His next words causing you to freeze.

"Would you come to my fight in New York?"

"You really want me there?"You asked,glad the man wasn't right in front of you.

"Yes,I really want you there."He said simply,as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

You smiled at the man's directness,enjoying his natural candor. "Okay,when is it?"

After confirming your attendance to his fight next week,you stayed on the phone while you confirmed a flight to New York and booked a room near the Barclays Center. You ended the call a short while

after,a blissful smile not leaving your lips till you fell asleep.

______

Days later your knee bounced nervously as you sat in the back of the taxi,pulling up to the hotel after what felt like an eternal drive from the airport.

You checked in and sent Viktor a quick text as you waited for the elevator, not paying attention to the man that walked up behind you.

"Well I'll be damned."You heard, causing you to turn and see who was behind you.

Your eyes found Leo Sporino,not expecting to see the boxer here in New York.

"I thought that was you at the desk,what are you doing here princess?"He smiled.

"Just came to see the fight."You shrugged casually, trying to avoid giving anything away. "What are you doing here?"

The elevator dinged before the doors opened,Leo following you in. He pressed for the 5th floor after you pressed for the 6th,his dark eyes watching you intently.

"My friend,he's fighting Viktor Drago tomorrow."He answered your previous question.

You nodded at his answer,avoiding his intense gaze. You chewed on your lip softly, wishing the elevator would hurry up and get to the 5th floor.

"What are you doing here,princess?"He asked. He noticed your hesitation to answer, realization crossing his features. "Oh I get it now. So it is true."

"What is true?"You asked,swallowing nervously.

"You're with him."He shook his head. "With Drago."

"So what if I am?"You held your head up, tired of everybody's opinion on your relationship with Viktor.

"He ain't good for you."

"And how do you know that?"

"You shouldn't be with him."

"That sounds like a whole lot of none of your business."

"Oh yeah? And what does Rock think?"

"My father just wants me to be happy."

"Princess,"

"Stop calling me that."You cut him off, not wanting to hear what he had to say. "I'm not your princess."

"You used to love it when I called you that."

"That was a long time ago."You reminded, watching the doors open at the fifth floor. "This is your floor."

He stepped off, his hands stopping the doors from shutting. "He could hurt you."

"How? Like you hurt me?"You snapped, tired of hearing him trying to bad mouth Viktor. You watched him step back at your words, the doors slowly sliding shut.

You let out a deep sigh when the doors opened on your floor, your phone dinging with a message from Viktor.

I am at gym, see you for dinner?

Of course.

You opened the door,trying hard to not let Leo's words get to you. Deciding to just get ready for dinner with Viktor,you set your outfit and jewelry out before taking a much needed shower and getting ready for dinner. You were finishing up your make up when Viktor texted you that he was going to shower and change before meeting you at your room.

You smiled as you typed your response,finishing the last touches before grabbing your coat. A few minutes later you heard a tentative knock on your door,the man standing there taking your breath away.

"Wow."You sighed,smiling when he grabbed your hands. You stepped back as he stepped forward,his hands sliding up your arms to cup your face gently.

"You are wow."He grinned,leaning his forehead against yours. "Ready to go?"

You nodded,taking his hand. You both made your way outside,walking to one of the restaurants close by as he asked you about your time in college.

"And why did you want to become a doctor?"He asked as he opened the door for you, turning to look at you when you took a while to answer.

"My mom."You said sadly,avoiding his intense stare. He squeezed your hand gently before asking for a table for two,the host leading you both back.

"How old were you when she passed?"He asked, pulling your chair out and helping you remove your coat.

"I was 12."You answer,watching him sit across from you after hanging his coat on the back of his chair.

"Very young, what happened?"

"She had cancer."You brushed your hair back,glancing at the menu quietly.

"And that is why you become doctor."

You nodded, telling him about your brief time on oncology. It had become too overwhelming,going into general surgery after enjoying your surgical rotation.

He grabbed your hand from across the table, not wanting you to think about those sad moments. "Tell me about her."

You had many great memories with your mother, enjoying the way he listened to everything you had to say. Once the waiter took your orders you turned the spotlight to him, asking him more about his childhood with Ivan. You knew Ivan wasn't the warmest person,sad to find that even with his own son he was that way.

You enjoyed a nice dinner with the man,soon enough both of you making your way back to the hotel. His large hand engulfed your comparatively smaller one, his intense gaze not leaving you once. Neither of you noticed Leo in the lobby watching you together, the anger in his eyes intense.

You stopped right in front of your door, the tall boxer watching you quietly. His brows furrowed when you didn't move to open the door.

"Everything okay?"He asked.

You nodded, not too sure with how to approach this topic. Deciding that being direct would be best, you leaned up to kiss him quickly.

"I will see you tomorrow."You whispered when you pulled away, finding his eyes closed when you leaned away.

"Let me stay with you."He words on the precipice of sounding like a beg. "Please."

"Not tonight."You smile, hands cupping his face. "Tomorrow,when you win."

He smiled at your words,enjoying your confidence in him. "You think I will win?"

"I know you will."You affirmed. You kissed the man again, this time more intense with all the desire you put into the kiss.

You moaned softly into the kiss when he pressed you against the door. You pulled away panting heavily, almost taking back your earlier words of not wanting the man to stay. Your hands came to his strong chest, lightly pushing him away.

"You change mind?"He asked.

"No."You laughed,enjoying the feel of his sculpted chest under his shirt. "I want you to go."

"You want me to go?"He repeated.

"Yes,I want you to go."You sighed, hands sliding under his shirt to feel the muscles under his smooth skin. "I want you to go to your room and get some sleep, be ready for your fight tomorrow, win,"You whispered as you slid your hand down his ripped chest,"and keep in mind every single thing you want to do to me when you do."You finished,your hand grabbing his crotch over his pants.

He growled lowly, large hands gripping your hips tightly. "When I win,"His deep accented voice sending shivers down your spine. "You will not stop me."

"When you win, then you can collect your prize." You affirmed,hand sliding into his pants.

The man kissed you once more, the intensity that he kissed you with left you breathless. You could taste his need and desperation,your own need for him being expressed in that one kiss.

"Go on,printsessa."He mumbled after breaking the kiss. "Get inside,before I can't resist."

You kissed him one last time,bidding him goodnight before shutting the door behind you. Leaning against the door with a deep sigh, you fought the urge to open the door and invite the boxer into your room. Beginning your night routine,you heard your phone ring when you were slipping on your pajamas.

"Viktor,you're supposed to be getting ready for bed."You smiled,brushing your hair.

"I am."He sighed. "All alone,without you malyshka."He sighed.

"Poor baby."You laughed,pulling back the covers. "You're learning patience,moy medved."

(My bear in Russian)

He groaned,the sound sending a shiver down your spine. "Tomorrow seems so far away."

"It's closer than you think."You giggled,leaning against the headboard. "It's worth the wait,I have a surprise for you."

"A surprise?"You heard some rustling on the other end,imagining the man sitting up at your words.

"Mhm."You hummed,playing with the bottom of the t shirt you wore.

"What are you doing,moya printsessa?"Viktor asked,his tone seductive and hypnotic.

"Nothing,just in bed."You said coyly,eyes shut at the man's raspy voice that had you feening to feel his hands all over your body.

"Wearing what,printsessa?"

The question caught you off guard,not even expecting the man to ask you that question.

"Your shirt,actually."You answered softly,hearing his sharp inhale.

"Printsessa,you have no idea what you do to me."His low groan eliciting a moan from you.

"Tell me."You panted,your right hand trailing up and down your stomach slowly. "Tell me what I do to you."

"I will show you,tomorrow night."His seductive tone turned teasing.

You groaned at his punishment of your denial from earlier,clearly not enjoying being denied as much as he did earlier.

"Fine."You pouted,bidding the boxer a goodnight.

You curled into the hotel pillows,wishing the large man that occupied your thoughts would occupy your bed instead.

___

The next morning you were awoken by soft knocking on your door. With a deep sigh you rolled out of bed,pulling the hotel robe down over your body. An annoyed look on your face as you opened the door,features softening when your eyes landed on the very man that plagued your dreams.

"Good morning,moya printsessa."He smiled coyly,gesturing to the room service cart he had. "Breakfast?"

"I'd love to."You smiled,opening the door wider for him to push the cart in.

"I wasn't sure what you like for breakfast,so I ordered a bit of everything."He uncovered the plates,revealing bacon,sausage,waffles,pancakes,fruit,and eggs.

"Wow."You laughed softly. You were shocked at the amount of food the large man showed up with,doubting the ability for both of you to finish all of the food.

"I'm sorry,would you like something else?"He asked,worry covering his handsome features.

You giggled,leaning against the broad fighter as you smoothened his furrowed brow. "No,moy medved."You pecked his lips quickly,grabbing his large hands. "I love it. You're very sweet."

He smiled,urging you to sit as he finished setting the feast up. He sat across from you,the conversation light to keep him in a good mental state for his fight tonight.

He spent the majority of the morning with you,bidding you a sad goodbye with a quick kiss. He handed you an envelope,glad that you would be in his corner tonight.

"I will see you later."

"Yes,you will."You promised,kissing him again before going back into your room. You opened the envelope,finding tickets and a pass to the fight.

A quick shower and you began getting ready for the fight. You dried and straightened your hair,tying it back in a cute style with a few strands framing your face. Keeping your make up simple and natural you made sure you had everything you needed in your purse before zipping up your boots.

You let the hotel door shut behind you,making your way to the elevator for a ride down to the lobby. Stepping off the elevator your eyes met Ivan's steel eyes,his intense gaze holding yours as you walked into the lobby.

"Hello Ivan."You greeted,not looking away from his cold gaze.

"I told you to stay away."His thick accented words were rough,and if the memory of Viktor's excitement to see you supporting him at his fight wasn't as present in your mind as it was you'd be running for the hills.

"Yes you did."You nodded. "But Viktor asked me to be here,to support him and being there for him is more important to me than allowing you to tell me who I can and can't be with."

You moved to walk past him,a large hand with a strong grip on your arm stopping you. "I do not approve."Ivan's deep voice and intimidating stare focused on you.

"I do not care."You smiled,pulling your arm from his grasp. "I'll be around as long as Viktor wants me to be."

You walked away from Ivan,making the short walk to the arena to be alone in your thoughts. With a deep breath you pushed back the tears that burned your eyes. Pulling the tickets and pass from your purse,you made your way to your seat. You were so close to the ring,your gaze meeting Leo's from across the ring.

"Fuck."You sighed. Shaken from your thoughts when the walkout music start. You watched Viktor's opponent for the fight walk towards the ring,watching the large man make his way into the ring.

A shiver ran down your spine as Viktor walked out,the broad man seemingly in the zone as he entered the ring. You felt Ivan's chilling gaze,Viktor nearing the edge of the ring close to where you sat. You waved softly,meeting his serious gaze.

You watched as the fighters touched gloves and the bell rung,the fight beginning. You watched Viktor as he moved around the ring,quite impressed with the changes you noticed in his fighting style.

The fight was in the second round when Viktor's opponent dodged Viktor's right hand swing. Standing when Viktor's head turned with the powerful punch he received,the ref intervening at Viktor's angry response. You approached the ring,calling out Viktor's name.

"Get away from here."Ivan nearly growled,causing you to roll your eyes.

"Viktor."You called,watching the fighter lean down. "You're overextending on your right hand and he's noticing that."

Viktor nodded,his gaze softening as he looked at you. "This guy,he's not used to going past the fourth round. He's close to running on fumes,so ride the clock towards the end of this round and before it's over I need you to hit him with some short body jabs. Before a good knockout punch,wait for him to throw one and when he does aim right for his chin and put your whole weight into it."

The bell rung,Viktor stepping back and you making your way to your chair. You watched the fighters move to the center of the ring,smiling when you noticed Viktor doing as you said.

You cheered as Viktor landed the punch,his opponent falling to the floor of the ring. The sound of people cheering around you faded away when Viktor's eyes met yours,his intense gaze making you tremble. You barely registered the ref counting and declaring Viktor as the winner,mind racing with thoughts of you and Viktor behind closed doors.

When the arena began to empty,you slowly made your way to the back halls. You lifted your pass when someone stopped you,continuing on until Leo stood right in front of you.

"Nothing changes,huh?"He asked,the irritating smile on his face annoying you. "I remember when you used to be in my corner like that."

"Too bad you went and ruined it."You huffed,pushing past him. He grabbed your arm and spun you around,pulling you right against his chest.

"Gimme another chance princess."He moved the strands of hair away from your eyes,you struggling in his grip.

"Get off of me."You huffed,struggling to get out of the man's strong grip.

"C'mon,you don't feel anything for me anymore?"He asked,his hands sliding to your hips.

"Let me go."You pleaded,eyes shutting in fear. "Please."You whispered.

"She said let her go!"You felt a familiar grip,eyes remaining shut. "Stay away from her,she's with me."

Viktor stared Leo down until he walked away,the large man cupping your face gently. "Printsessa,I'm here."He whispered,feeling your tremble only made him want to follow Leo and use his face as a punching bag.

Ivan watched Viktor comfort you,brows furrowed as he watched Viktor whisper to you and stroke your cheeks. He'd never seen his son be vulnerable and soft,the two traits not something they expressed often.

He didn't like it.

"Are you okay,malyshka?"His worried eyes meet yours when you open them. He frowns at your glassy eyes,pulling you against his chest. "You're okay,I'm here."

You hugged the broad man,remembering when he saved you the first night you met. He rubbed your back,hating how much the man had ruined your evening.

"I was coming to see you."You whispered,meeting his gaze. "You did great."

"Because of you,printsessa. I was coming to tell you that I would like for us to have dinner with my father."

You nodded,allowing him to pull you towards the locker rooms. He sat you on one of the benches,kneeling on his knees in front of you. "Wait for me here,okay printsessa? I'll shower quickly and change."

You nodded,leaning forward to kiss him quickly. "I'll be here."

"You look beautiful."He smiled,kissing you again before standing.

You watched him walk away,Ivan only zipping up the jacket to his sweatsuit.

"Are you okay?"His gruff voice shocked you,the man watching you quietly. He held a water bottle out,a tight smile offered when you took it.

"Yes,just shaken."You answered,taking a sip.

"You know him."He watched you intently.

You nodded,playing with the water bottle wrapper. "We dated a long time ago."

"Hmph."Ivan huffed,sitting on one of the benches across from you.

"I'm not Ludmilla."You straightened,watching the mans face contort in anger. "Viktor told me about her,and I am not like her."

"You say that now."He crossed his arms.

"You're quite judgmental for someone who doesn't know me."

Ivan eyed you as if he wanted to decipher you then and there,probably wishing he could read your mind. "What you told Viktor earlier,how'd you know that stuff?"

"Did you think I'd be Rocky Balboa's daughter without learning anything?"You grinned. "Boxing's in my blood."

Viktor walked out,both of you standing when he approached. "Everything okay?"He asked,eyeing you both. You nodded,smiling when he reached for your coat and helped you slide it on before grabbing your hand.

"Hungry?"He asked,both of you walking behind Ivan. You nodded,wrapping your other arm around his so you could be closer to him.

You followed the giant men to the black limo,Viktor and Ivan stopping to allow you in first. You were quite taken with Ivan's chivalry,the intense man leaving you quite puzzled with his recent behavior. You laughed when Viktor buckled your seatbelt,his large paw reaching for your hand after he buckled his own.

Ivan watched you both,clearly not appreciating the effect you had on his son. It wasn't long until you all reached the restaurant,Ivan feeling more and more like a third wheel with the two of you.

The dinner was awkward with the fact that Ivan barely spoke,the stoic man just observing how Viktor interacted and reacted with you. There was a small chat about the fight,but other than that Ivan didn't contribute much else. You wanted to laugh when Ivan walked ahead of the two of you once you finally entered the hotel lobby,grumbling a semblance of a 'goodnight' before stomping his way to the elevator.

"That was...quite the dinner."You laughed,turning to Viktor to allow Ivan his speedy escape.

"Was too bad when I leave you alone with him?"The boxer asked,pulling your smaller body into his muscular frame.

You shook your head,toying with his dark shirt. "He cares for you,a lot. He was just making sure his son doesn't feel the same hurt he felt."

Viktor's hazel eyes narrowed at you,stroking your back over your soft coat. "Like I told him,I'm not Ludmilla. I'll be around as long as you want me to be."

"You said that?"

"And meant it. Every last word."You leaned your chin against his strong chest.

There was something about how your big and innocent eyes stared at him,you not even having to ask him to rip his heart out and give it to you because it was already yours.

"You won."You smirked,leaning up with less difficulty thanks to your heeled boots. You tugged on his hands,pulling the large man with you towards the elevators. Pushing the button for the lift,you felt his broad chest pressed against your back.

Caught off guard when the large man spun you around and pressed his lips right on yours,drowning you in his need and desire. You moaned when his tongue delved into your mouth,hands hungrily caressing your curves.

"You look,"He panted. "So beautiful,printsessa."His lips traveled down your neck,small kisses and nips planted on your skin.

The elevator dinged,the alert of reaching your floor barely being enough to pull the two of you out of your desperate haze. Between drunk kisses and needy touches you entered your hotel room,your small hands pushing Viktor's jacket off.

You pushed him towards the bed,the large man falling back. The way he looked at you like you were the only woman for him made you weak in the knees,a confidence running through your veins as you undressed in front of him. You swallowed nervously,standing in front of him in your black strapless bra and matching panties.

"You said,"You paused,moving to stand between his thick spread legs. "You'd show me what I do to you."

The large man sat up,big paws sliding up your legs sensually. Your hands planted on his strong shoulders,moaning softly when he littered kisses on your belly. He pulled you to straddle his lap by your legs,burying his face in your chest.

Your hands cupped the back of his head,pushing your chest towards his face when he nipped at the available skin. You felt his hands unclasp your bra,throwing the offensive material to the floor. A gasp of his name fell from your lips when he took one of your nipples in his warm mouth,tongue swirling around the pert bud.

"Viktor."You moaned,nails lightly scraping his scalp. You felt his hands slide further up,hardly noticing when he untied your hair. Head thrown back in bliss when he paid attention to your neglected breast,his large hand buried in your long hair.

He smirked at your needy whine when he pulled away,bottom lip out in an adorable pout. He nipped your plump lip gently,smiling when he laid you on the bed and your legs tightened around his middle. You watched him pull his shirt off,hands itching to touch his perfectly sculpted chest.

"Moya prekrasnaya printsessa."He whispered,hands planted next to your head. He nudged your nose with his,a little smile pulling at his lips when he felt your needy hands pulling at his belt. He grabbed your hand,leading it to cup his hard on. "You feel what you do to me,printsessa?"

You squeezed lightly,leaning up to kiss him. "Show me what I do to you."You whispered,nipping his bottom lip. "Show me what you want to do to me."

Your eyes fell shut when Viktor kissed you passionately,enjoying the way he began littering kisses all over your body. Viktor took his time worshipping your body,hands and lips leaving no inch of your body untouched.

Viktor pulled your panties down,his large hand caressing your leg softly. "So pretty."Viktor whispered,eliciting a moan from you when he slowly swiped his fingers up your pussy. Slowly he slid a thick digit in your warm channel,watching what movements made you moan the loudest.

"I want to taste you,printsessa."The deep baritone of his voice sending tingles throughout your whole body.

"Please,Viktor."You whined,spreading your legs for his broad body.

You cried out when he placed a kiss on your pussy,the grip he had on your thighs almost bruising when he held them apart to stop them from closing. The boxer groaned,the taste of you driving him mad.

Each stroke and swipe of his tongue drove you closer and closer to your orgasm,his groans when you lightly scraped your nails on his scalp making your legs shake.

A loud cry bounced off the walls when his tongue dipped inside of you,Viktor pulling your legs over his shoulders. You pushed his face closer,cries of pleasure only spurring the hungry man on.

He felt your legs shake,noting that you moaned louder when he sucked on your clit. "Need to cum,printsessa?"He teased,nipping your thigh softly. His fingers picked up the slack,eyes watching your back arch and your hands come to your breasts and play with your nipples.

"Please Viktor."You begged,the sound so pretty it was music to Viktor's ears.

You cried out when he resumed eating you out,the way he worked his tongue and fingers driving you insane. The pleasure almost became unbearable,legs shaking as the feeling of your orgasm overwhelmed all of your senses.

You panted as you came down from the high of pleasure,eyes fluttering open when he leaned over you and watching him lick his fingers clean.

"Was that good?"He asked,quite enjoying the blissed out look your face.

"Amazing."You whispered,pulling the large man closer. "Your turn."You smirked,pushing his chest. He let you maneuver him the way you wanted,smiling when you climbed on top of him and rubbed all over his sculpted chest.

He moaned when you planted your lips on his,your tongue delving into his mouth. Tasting yourself on his mouth drove you mad,your lips mapping a trail of kisses down his neck to his chest,hands unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them down.

He watched you undress him,the mischievous glint in your eyes shining through. He laid back when you slid your hands up his legs,a low groan rumbling in his chest when you traced your tongue up his abs. His hand came to the back of your head,fingers buried in your hair.

Grasping his thick member in your hand,slowly stroking while you sucked at his neck lightly. "I want you to cum in my mouth."You whispered in his ear,nipping his ear lobe gently.

The boxer moaned loudly when you wrapped your lips around his tip,his hand coming to your hair while you worked him with your hand and mouth. He wasn't sure if it was the pleasure or just the fact that it was you touching him that made him feel so electric but he did know he didn't want it to stop.

You met his hazy gaze,the sight of your mouth wrapped around him while looking at him with those seductive eyes was enough to make his toes curl. You swirled your tongue around the head of his cock,moaning at the taste of his precum.

"Does it feel good,moy medved?"You asked in a pant,your hand working him while you batted your eyelashes at him like the two of you weren't in the midst of something so sinful.

With a nod,not able to trust his voice,he watched you resume the unfamiliar pleasure. You took note of what you did that made him grip you hair a little tighter,soon the large man began to guide your movements. Viktor wasn't the most experienced man,between training and work and Ivan's iron fist he didn't have much time for lovers but just the feeling of your hands on him was enough to make his body react.

The boxer felt his release close,you pushing his hands away when he tried to pull you off of him. Each swipe of your tongue or movement of your hand making his orgasm closer and closer.

"Mm-mm."You denied, holding his hands so he wouldn't try to pull you off,the vibrations pushing the man over the edge.

The loud and guttural shout of his end made goosebumps form on your skin,pussy dripping with arousal of the way you had the large man at your mercy.

He watched you swallow his cum,the erotic sight itself could've made him cum alone. You licked your lips slowly,crawling up to straddle the large fighter. His arms wrapped around you,right hand sliding up your back to the back of your head.

"Vikt-Mm."You moaned when he pulled you down to kiss him,the taste of both of your arousals mixing together. His free hand slid down your back,grabbing your ass roughly.

His large rough hands guiding you down on his still erect cock. Moans mixed together weren't enough to cover the sounds of your skin slapping when you began to ride him. Viktor's grip moved to your hips,tight and unrelenting to control your pace and movement.

"More."You panted,hands planting themselves firmly on his broad chest. "Harder,moy medved."You moaned,nails digging into his smooth skin. His hips thrust up to meet yours, his feet planted on the bed while you allowed him to pull your hips down with his tight grip.

The rough thrusts combined with his impressive length and girth was enough to bring forth your next orgasm,Viktors grip bruising when he pulled your hips down and held you there as he sat up straight.

"You feel so good,printsessa."He moaned, the man kissing his way up your chest to your neck."My pretty little prize."

A loud moan followed by your head thrown back as he continued muttering praises while he fucked into you hard and rough, soft bites and sucks into your skin only heightening your pleasure. Your hands held onto his broad shoulders to help you meet his movements, nails scratching down his back in pure bliss.

"Viktor."You cried,leaning your forehead against his. "Please."

"So pretty when you beg,printsessa."His deep, accented words sending a shiver down your spine. "Tell me what you want."

"I want.."You panted, eyes meeting his. "I want you to cum with me."

He felt you tighten around him, a loud growl filling the room. Your hands slid up his back,up his neck, to his cheeks to cup his face.

"Please,modved."You begged, kissing him desperately. The feeling of his chest brushing against your sensitive nipples sent electric shocks throughout your whole body. Your nails lightly scraped his scalp, tongue delving into his mouth.

"I'm close,printsessa."He groaned into your kiss, his pace becoming faster and more desperate.

"Cum with me, Viktor." You urged, eyes meeting his. "Please."

Viktors deep cry of pleasure matched yours in volume when you both came together. He leaned his forehead against your chest, your long hair cascading down your back with your hair thrown back in bliss.

You both panted in sync, Viktor sitting upright when realization struck him.

"Malyshka."His frantic gaze met yours, swallowing thickly.

"What's wrong?"You sat up, not paying attention to him still inside of you.

"We didn't use a condom."His wide eyes were full of realization and panic.

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"Hello Ivan."You greeted,not looking away from his cold gaze.

"Yes you did."You nodded. "But Viktor asked me to be here,to support him and being there for him is more important to me than allowing you to tell me who I can and can't be with."

You moved to walk past him,a large hand with a strong grip on your arm stopping you. "I do not approve."Ivan's deep voice and intimidating stare focused on you.

"I do not care."You smiled,pulling your arm from his grasp. "I'll be around as long as Viktor wants me to be."

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