The First Night [R-18] (Germany and N. Italy only)

Feliciano giggled as his kisses were returned, scrunching his face and blushing brightly at the action. "You did promise, Ludwig, you did~ And I always want to hear "I love you"s from Ludwig!" The lick to his sensitive neck caused a shudder to run down his spine, but was soon replaced by squirming as Ludwig's fingers brushed across his back.

"E-Eh heh heh, L-Ludwig, d-don't do that, it tickles~" He let out a small squeak as he suddenly found himself on his back, but the laughter continued, the touch on his stomach tickling even more than Ludwig's fingers had on his back. "Ah ha ha~ L-Ludwiiiig, no fair! Veee~" The Italian twisted and squirmed; even the kisses to his neck were suddenly more tickling than they were before, shrugging against the assault in a fit of giggles.

"L-Ludwig, sto--ah!"

The laughter died away in a gasp, the reaction to the touch on his curl instant. His insides were tying themselves in knots again, and he couldn't stop the small moan incited from the first tug. "L-Ludwig...!" His voice came out in a whine, completely scarlet face twisted in a teary pout. "N-No...f-fair! You k-know t-that's...m-my...weak spot!" Feliciano pushed half-heartedly against Ludwig's shoulders, turning his head and trying to free his curl from the man's grasp. It really wasn't fair at all! His curl was too easy to get, and Ludwig was cheating with it! He was already starting to pant, shivers of pleasure coursing down his spine again. "M-M...M-meanie...! H-haa..."

"I know it is your weak spot..." Ludwig's breath flew over the sensitive curl of brunette hair as he continued to tease his lover. A low moan drawing out of his throat while he twirled the end of the hair around his tongue and nibbled it slowly. "But don't worry, I wont let you hanging in the air." Ludwig moved back and let the curl slip out of his mouth with a last long lick. "You'll feel good soon."

Ludwig leaned down to place a soft kiss onto the others lips, before sitting back up and looking down at Feliciano giving him a devious smile. Maybe Ludwig was teasing, yes. But he couldn't resist enjoying his lover's reaction to his actions. The little Italian was just to easy to tease and to fast turned on. That last fact was proving itself by the reawaken erection pressing half hard against Ludwig's stomach. The tall blond adored the sight of Feliciano's newly flushed face and his soft panting.

"And I am teasing for a reason you know." Ludwig moved without breaking the skin contact and pulled open the drawer of his nightstand, taking a bottle of lube out of it. "I want to see you squirming under me." Ludwig's voice turned low and sensual as he opened the bottle and poured a good amount of the sticky fluid into his hand. "I want you to moan and cry out my name when I'm pleasuring you."

The Italian's moans quickly grew louder, back arching as he was laid victim to the German's teasing, helpless against the licks and tugs to that stray curl of hair. It was really not fair at all!--but Feliciano was quickly forgetting his argument about fairness the more the pleasure grew, heat spreading throughout his body and his stomach already twisting deliciously as his arousal reawakened.

He was already completely flushed from head to toe when Ludwig finally let go of his curl, his jaw hanging open as he panted. His hands fell to the sheets of the bed above his head, leaving his chest and body open to the German, already too weak and too aroused to struggle against the pleasure.

And why should he fight? Ludwig always made him feel good, and the whispered words only proved how throughout the blond would be in making sure Feliciano was beside himself with pleasure.

"L-Ludwig is...a-a tease..." He met Ludwig's gaze with a small pout, a whine in his voice that was dripping with need. But the pout soon twisted into a tiny and devious smile of his own, starring at the German through his lashes. "B-But...I'm sure if Ludwig does a good j-job, then I-I will s-say your name as much as you want...and moan and s-squirm...and Ludwig always does a good job~"

Ludwig's smile grew wider a glint of upcoming lust appearing in his light blue eyes as he lifted one of his lover's legs and draped it over his own leg, sitting between then so he had a good view and full access over Feliciano. "That is good..." The usually stern man brushed his clean hand over the others side to his chest and shoulder, caressing the flushed and now lustfully heated up skin. "Because I will make sure you get as much satisfaction as you are used to get from me." He tilted his head, observing the other's alluring body in front of him. "Or maybe even more."

With a sensual hum on his lips he leaned down and mirrored the move of his hand by trailing his tongue over the skin he had just touched, Feliciano still slightly tasted like champagne and dry sweat. Stopping at his nipple, the German sucked it lightly before drawing back with a short but sharp nip.

He sat back again and rubbed his hands together to coat both of them with lube, the scent of it mingled with the flavor of the still lightened up candles, drowning the room into a surreal atmosphere. "Relax." Ludwig whispered to his lover, trying to let his voice sound sexy and making the Italian comfortable. "It wont take long"

A wet and slick finger slowly stroke over Feliciano's entrance, stretching the tender flesh until it was loose enough to let the finger enter. Ludwig gently drew in deeper while he wrapped his free hand around the others hardened shaft, slightly squeezing and stroking it to distract the smaller man from the probing finger. Of course Ludwig didn't want to loose Feliciano already, just making him feel at ease and get the growing erection fully hard.

Left open to Ludwig's will once again, the brunet squirmed under the touches, the haze of pleasure blurring his thoughts once again. The mere touch of Ludwig fingertips that had once left him giggling were now leaving a pleasant tingling wherever they trailed; the tongue that followed only transformed the tingling to a burning heat that began to spread throughout his body. And the nip brought a gasp from his chest, breaking away any barriers of restrain the Italian had left, leaving him moaning for more.

Feliciano had heard the German tell him to relax, but it was hard with the heat of passion running in his veins; from the first probing finger, the Italian had to squeeze his eyes shut at the feeling, gripping the sheets in his hands and arching his back every so slightly against the intrusion.

However, the Italian was also easily distracted; as soon as strong fingers had wrapped around his shaft he let out another gasp, body jerking as the hand began to stroke him ever so slightly, enough to draw more delicious moans from his chest. His hand twisted in the sheets at the combined sensations, tears burning in his eyes.

"L-Ludwig..." Feliciano eyes cracked open, focused on the form of his lover. Ludwig was really beautiful, not that the German enjoyed being called so. But seeing his lover--his husband--in this light; face set in concentration, the glow of the candles softening the edges of his toned body and warming expanses of pale skin--was enough to make the heat return to Feliciano's cheeks, heart doing a flip at the thought that this was now all his. That no one would ever get to see the strong German like this, that this was for his eyes only.

"Ludwig..." Feliciano panted out the name, brown eyes fixed on Ludwig's face as he continued to touch him, trembling from the waves of pleasure coursing through his body. "L-Ludwig, I-I love you...I-I really d-do love you..."

Gentle and careful fingers worked themselves in and out of Feliciano's body to stretch his inner walls, preparing them for what was about to come, the other lube-slicked hand slowly stroking the hardened length. "It wont hurt much this time." Ludwig watched his lover, adoring and soaking up his lustful reactions on the action. "I am not fully hard, the first few thrusts will be easier to handle for you." the stern man was not sure if the smaller man actually wanted to know that but he was more talking to himself anyways. The last thing he wanted to do was hurting his newlywed 'wife'.

Ludwig curled two of his fingers inside of the other man, pressing them against the sweet spot deep inside to loosen his lover's walls for his half hardened erection. He repeated these action a few times until he felt Feliciano's inside slick and throbbing, ready for him to enter. With a swiftly move he pulled his fingers out and let go of the now fully hard shaft in his hand.

"I'll be with you soon." Ludwig swallowed, fighting down the urge to jump his lover and just take him right away. Instead of that he got hold of his own erection and gave it a few strokes, coating it with the remaining lube on his hands. Then he reached over to his nightstand and took a few tissues from there, cleaning off his hands before he shifted to be on top of the other man, lining himself up against Feliciano's hole, ready to enter him.

Feliciano had shut his eyes once again, body curling as fingers were added and continued to move inside of him, moans turning into little more than desperate gasps as he fought to remember how to breath, pleasure taking over his mind once again. The words Ludwig spoke fell on deaf ears; the Italian was too focused on the fingers and hand working him; letting himself drown in the feeling.

"L-Ludwig...Ludwig...!" Repeating his lover's name like a mantra was the only thing keeping Feliciano together; every time Ludwig's fingers would curl against that sensitive spot inside of him the air would catch in his throat, mind blurring away in white. "Lu...Ludwig, Lu-Ludwig...!" Every word was becoming more desperate, breathless pleas to the man that was endlessly teasing him.

He managed to open his eyes when the fingers left, panting raggedly and hands twisting in the sheets as he burned for more. Tears had begun to stream down his flushed cheeks, more from the pleasure than the slight pain, and his body was still trembling, desperately wanting to continue on.

Feliciano reached up as the German lined himself against him, gripping his shoulders tightly as he braced himself for what was to come, eagerly submitting himself to the man. "L-Ludwig...y-you promised..." Teary eyes pleaded to blue ones, lips still parted as he panted. "Ve...Y-You promised...s-say "I l-love you," pe-per...per favore..."

Ludwig leaned down and kissed Feliciano's cheek with a whispered 'I love you', bucking his hips against his lover to enter him. The fact of him being not fully hard yet made it easier to slide inside, low gasps and hissing moans adding into Ludwig's voice as he continued to call the three words that he only told that one special Italian he had married today. Though his voice almost died in a low moan as he pressed further inside Feliciano's tight heat with small motions of his lower body.

There was no need to slow down or pause to wait for his lover to readjust. Ludwig had made sure that his preparing was thorough enough to not let it hurt. "Haa... I... love you." He kept repeating these words like a magic spell with every lazy thrust, more focused on the sensation of his blood that was running into his length and hardened it even more, causing it to grow inside of Feliciano and making his inner walls clenching tight around the sensitive flesh of Ludwig's shaft.

"Oh dear... I ahhh..." Ludwig finally gave up whispering this words as his mind was more and more drawn away by the motion and the lust that took away his thoughts.

There was nothing left that Feliciano could do other than moan as Ludwig began to push inside, wrapping his arms tightly around the German's neck as he leaned down to whisper those sweet words in his ears. He panted raggedly, closing his eyes as stars started to peak in his vision, focusing on those words, those three words he loved so much, cherishing every time the man would gasp them into his ear.

His moans only grew louder the more he was filled, hands scrambling across Ludwig's back as his now fully hardened erection stretched him, the German's slow and steady pace both pleasant and maddening. They had done this countless times before, but it still felt as intense as it ever had, still mad the Italian moan and writhe, and still sent trembles of pleasure over every inch of his body.

And the intimacy of the moment only made it feel even better; Feliciano was flushed from head to toe, cheeks covered in a deep blush as he continued to gasp and pant, loving the feeling of Ludwig inside him, loving that they were doing this on the night of their wedding, and just loving everything about the moment. "L-Ludwig...Lu...Ludwig..." He covered the man's jaw in sloppy kisses, tasting the sweat dripping from his chin, mouth still opened as he gasped. But he wanted to feel more, wanted to feel Ludwig's lips on his, wanted as much of Ludwig as he could stand, maybe even more than he could stand.

Feliciano's husky and needy voice moaning out his name turned Ludwig on and cheered him up to let himself loose some of the control he had forced on himself. He rolled his head back and let his breath out in a shameless moan as he pushed further inside to fill his lover more.

"Haa.... AH!" Feliciano's inside became slick of lube and motion as Ludwig set up a stronger and deeper pace, driving in and out of these delicious heat with gasps and tiny moans on his lips. The world started to blur out more and more around them, the pleasure rising into unbearable hight.

Ludwig didn't want to stop and he knew he wouldn't need to stop or slow down soon. He could control his pleasure good enough to hold out and enjoy this for a while. But he also knew that the little Italian he was pleasuring didn't have as much self control as Ludwig had. Feliciano wouldn't be able to hold on this pace. But Ludwig wanted his lover to stand this mind-numbing pleasure as long as the German himself.

He slightly turned his head, brushing a kiss onto the others ear and whispered husky words into it. "Tell me when... Ahh... I am going to .... f-fast..."

With every new thrust came a new squeak of pleasure from the brunet, every movement causing waves of warmth and mind-numbing bliss to crash over him. Arms and legs wrapped tightly around the blond, Feliciano held on for dear life as Ludwig started a strong pace from the very beginning, which was already making his body go weak.

The Italian distracted himself with kisses; trailing them across Ludwig's jaw and down his throat, letting his tongue dart and draw over the man's collarbone, moaning and panting against the heated skin. His teeth grazed over the blond's shoulder, beginning to suck against the crook of Ludwig's neck the more he lost himself in ecstasy, doing anything to keep himself together.

Feliciano couldn't keep up the kisses and sucking for long; his lungs were burning for air and he soon had to stop to gasp for breath, pulling himself closer to the man and pressing their bodies together even more. "L-Lud...L-Ludwig, w-wa--a-aaah...w-wait...!"

Feliciano didn't posses the endurance of self control that the German had, and he was soon finding the pleasure to be too much already, nails dragging across Ludwig's back and body twisting as the feeling grew more and more. "I-I...I c-can't...k-keep up...l-like...t-this!" His breathless words brushed against Ludwig's ear as Feliciano pressed his cheek against the other's neck, moans rumbling in his chest. He wanted more, he wanted so much more, but he didn't know if he could handle it all at once--he was already too close!

Usually Ludwig didn't like it when Feliciano left him love marks on visible body parts like his neck, but since the whole world would already knew what they were doing this night he didn't care about that now. He just added the delicious sucking and the kisses against his shoulder as extra sensation to the pleasure he was already feeling, the wonderful joining of two body's, the becoming one of two souls.

Feliciano's words almost didn't reach Ludwig's ears, only the fact that he had learned to listen to his Italian lover helped him to hear the words through the other's breathless panting and his lustful cries. "Haa... Yes." Ludwig slowed down his deep thrusts, forcing himself to fight against the urge to just finish Feliciano up again.

"Take your time..." The blond now fully stopped his motion and held still, his erection buried deep inside of the smaller man, the tip of his throbbing shaft pressed against his most sensitive spot. "I will wait.... for you.... Haa..." The heat and the tightness of Feliciano's inside made it almost incredible to keep holding still, but Ludwig didn't want to finish yet. He was trembling from the effort, his mind was screaming out for friction and the tall man started to trail a line of gentle kisses along his lover's shoulder and neck to distract himself from the urge to move on.

"I love you..." Ludwig started mumbling these words again, his voice now heavy with lust and the need to keep thrusting, while he gave his lover time to catch his breath.

It was still hard to keep his mind together with the German completely sheathed inside of him, the tip of his lover's erection leaving him teetering on the edge as it teased that sensitive spot. Feliciano panted heavily, airy moans escaping him with every breath.

The kisses did help cool him down a bit; every small touch of Ludwig's lips to his skin soothing the trembles and every whispered "I love you" bringing him down from his unbearable high, the Italian's mind finally able to focus. Hands slid up the man's shoulderblades to tangle in his blond locks, chest heaving as the brunet caught his breath. Now that his mind was no longer bogged down by the mind-numbing bliss, he could enjoy the feeling of his lover inside him even more, bright flush spreading across his body.

"A-ah, g-grazie, Ludwig...tanto, grazie, tanto..." Feliciano kept his eyes closed, still struggling to keep his breathing even. "F-For everything, tanto grazie, m-mille grazie...v-ve..."

Fingers trailed down Ludwig's jaw, the Italian placing both of his palms on the German's cheeks to lift his head, staring into his crystal blue eyes. "I-I'm okay now...I love you, y-you c-can go on now, Ludwig...I love you..." He let out a small giggle, giving the man a bright, teary smile.

That was what Ludwig was waiting for. He relaxed the tension in his body and drew back with a lewd moan, savoring and soaking up the wonderful sensation of Feliciano's heat clenching around his shaft. "Haaaa... I am not sure..." Ahh... If I can stop and hold back... Again." Ludwig thrust back in all way up with a strong roll of his hips.

Usually their sexual interaction were spontaneous , just how it came out. Sometimes it was a hug or a 'good morning' kiss that turned into more. Sometimes it was feral and needy after not seeing each other all day long because Ludwig had a lot of work. Once in a while Feliciano would sneak into the bathroom to join his lover under the shower when he was about to get ready in the morning. But most of their acts of love were not planned like the one tonight. This night Ludwig wanted to expand it as long as possible.

"Ohhh... Feliciano!" Ludwig found his steady motions and turned into his usual strong and demanding pace. His surroundings started to blur away in lust as he kept thrusting hard into his lover's trembling body.

Hands shot up again, Feliciano's arms wrapping tightly around the German's neck as the thrusting began again, drawing long moans from the Italian's chest. The feeling was just as intense as before, but the brunet's mind was much clearer, making it easier to focus on the delicious sensations the blond's erection was causing as it moved inside of him.

Arms and legs wrapped tightly around the German, Feliciano let himself be swept away in the feeling, enjoying the tingles and shocks that spread throughout his body at every single powerful thrust of the German. His finger dragged across the beginning to rock his hips along with his lover, mind quickly becoming lost in pleasure again.

"L-Ludwig...Ludwig...! A-aaah, t-ti amo...!" The Italian trailed kisses across the German's check once again, trying to press his body as close to the other as possible. "T-Ti amo, I--aaaah! I love you...! O-Oh Ludwig, di più, di più! Dammelo, L-Ludwig, mo-more...!" His words came out in desperate pants and moans brushing hot against Ludwig's skin as he continued to cover his check in kisses, trailing down to the mans lips, licking and sucking at them with shameless moans as the pleasure grew.

Ludwig kept up his strong pace, once his lovers lips reached his own he eagerly parted his lips to suck Feliciano's bottom lip into his mouth, giving a sharp nip onto it. He didn't want to draw out blood, just adding one more sensation before darting his tongue out and nudging it against his lovers tongue, distracting himself with a sweet battle for dominance.

"Hnnnn Ahh... Feliciano..." Ludwig didn't know how long he would be able to keep it up like that, but considering that the little Italian had now reached the point were he was begging for more just turned him him further on and he gave up to hold himself back. He wrapped his arms tight around the other's waist, pressing their bodies together and he rocked his hips against Feliciano's, feeling the man under him now fully open without any kind of tension.

The tall blond let out a displeased grunt as he felt the heat boiling up, crawling along his spine and settling down in the base of his throbbing erection. This sensation proved that he was coming dangerously close to his release. He wanted to keep going, he really didn't felt like stopping now. "Feliciano..." Ludwig's voice was not more then a breathless whisper, coming out more like a hoarse panting. "I can not... Keep it up longer..." He had to warn the smaller man so he could brace himself for the final move. "I... A-ahh.. I am going to come..."

Feliciano was already past the point of understanding, each one of the German's powerful thrusts causing unbridled pleasure to shoot through his body at every brush and press against that sensitive spot inside, wiping away all his thoughts until everything was a blur once again. His body felt weak, overwhelmed by all the sensations; the Italian could not longer even rock his hips, only able to hang on desperately to Ludwig as the man continued the strong and unrelenting pace.

The German's voice drifted to him from afar, Feliciano barely able to process the meaning of the words. "A-aaah, L-Ludwig! Me...h-haa, me too...!" He was close already, balancing precariously on the edge of bliss as his heartbeat drummed in his ears and his stomach tied itself in knots.

Nothing else mattered at this point. Nothing else but them, and this delicious movement inside of him, this mind-numbing act they were performing together. Feliciano could only think of Ludwig;the wonderful pleasure Ludwig was giving him, how much he didn't want it to end, how much he never wanted to let go, how desperately he wanted to continue feeling Ludwig inside him, how much he wanted to tell him how wonderful he was and how much he loved him...

"Ludwig! H-haa, p-please, oh, please...!" He needed a little more, just a little more from his lover. His tongue continued to lick at lips, sliding against the German's as he panted desperately into his mouth. "L-Ludwig, I...I-I love...y-you...! P-Please, please!"

"A little bit more... J-Just a little bit... Haaa." Ludwig knew what his lover needed. A last push that would drive him over the edge.

With a grown and a boost of self-control he moved back, grasping his lovers ankles to spread away his legs, opening them wide to fully open Feliciano for this deep thrusts. "Haa..." Ludwig looked down at his spend lover, how he was lying under him lost in lust all over flushed and begging for release with all his being. Such a wonderful, alluring sight. This was all reserved for Ludwig only. The man he loved. The man he had married, the man he wanted to be with until death separated them. And even then, Ludwig wouldn't be able to live without Feliciano.

He drew back and moved until he had himself almost pulled out of this delicious heat and then rocked his hips, driving himself as deep as possible. The tip of his erection did hit Feliciano's sweet spot hard. The friction of this hard move drove Ludwig down and pushed him over the edge and he came with a long, shameless moan, his desperate voice echoed through the room, filling it with the prove of his love as he cried out Feliciano's name.

Stars had exploded in his vision; the German had him teetering on the edge with every bit he had pulled out, and as soon as that powerful thrust had rammed into his sweet spot he was completely swallowed up by white-hot pleasure. Everything burned away, crying out his lover's name in a delicious moan as his orgasm took hold and he came just as hard as he had before.

It was the most wonderful feeling, even more wonderful than the countless times they had done it before, every inch of flesh tingling and a hot flush staining his skin red, completely washed away by the feeling.

Aftershocks wracked his body, the Italian panting to keep any air in his lungs, eyes still squeezed shut against the unbelievable amount of pleasure still assaulting his body. Slowly Feliciano mind was becoming clearer, able to open his eyes and stare at the face of his lover in complete adoration, tears not only attributed to the pleasure. "Ludwig...Lud...L-Ludwig...I love you, I l-love you, baciami, Ludwig..."

There were not many Italian words that Ludwig actually understood, but 'baciami' was certainly one of them. And he knew Feliciano wouldn't be satisfied until he got the kisses he was asking for.

Ludwig drew slowly back with a hissed out moan, savoring every last inch of friction he got on his spend erection. Once he had withdrawn himself completely from his lovers wonderful warmth he let himself fall onto the sheets next to Feliciano with a heavy exhale of air. This day had been long and so was the night, Ludwig could already see the first rays of dawn peeking through the curtains as he lifted his head to roll onto his side, cuddling against his lover while he took Feliciano's hand in his and intertwined their fingers.

"Feliciano..." Ludwig reached up with his free hand, gently stroking some of his lovers brown locks away from his sweaty forehead. "Ich liebe dich." He leaned over and placed a kiss onto Feliciano's forehead. "I don't want to be a day without you..." Ludwig moved his hand down and cupped his lovers cheek. A shy but loving smile tugged on Ludwig's lips as he leaned over and caught Feliciano's lips with his own, kissing him in the most gentle and chaste way someone could kiss after spending such a night together.

Feliciano was exhausted, but not exhausted enough to resist a wide smile as the German spoke those words, craning his neck a bit and placing his free hand on top of Ludwig's as he was kissed. Even such a small gesture made the Italian's heart soar, the kiss making him just as happy as he was when he had been standing at the altar to pronounce his love to the man he never wanted to be without.

Reluctantly, the brunet broke the kiss, leaning his forehead against Ludwig's as a smile as bright as the sun broke across his face, tiny little giggles working their way weakly out of tired lungs. "E-eh heh...Ti amo, Ludwig." He brought the hand that was caressing his check down to his chest, pressing Ludwig's palm against his heart. "Forever and always...I really, really mean it!"

The Italian brought their intertwined fingers to his lips, resting his lips against the back of Ludwig's other hand. He couldn't help but stare at him; his best friend, his lover, and now his husband--everything about Ludwig, and about this moment kept making him feel dizzy with joy, unable to keep the smile off his face. No matter how tired he was, he didn't want the moment to end, he never wanted Ludwig to leave again. If they could just stay like this forever, he would be happy--even without any pasta!

"Ve...I'm really so happy, Ludwig." His words were murmured against the back of Ludwig's hands, lips still pressed against his skin. "I don't think I've ever been this happy!" He traced a fingertip over Ludwig's lips before leaning in for another kiss, smiling against his lips. "I hope Ludwig's happy, too!"

Ludwig kept still for a moment, letting his lips linger on Feliciano's to savor the peace of the moment. His hand rested on his lover's chest, feeling his heart beating through the warmth of his skin.

"Oh Feliciano." Back then, it felt like centuries ago, when Ludwig was alone, before he meet Feliciano he didn't know how to be happy. When they first dated, on that embarrassing first Valentine's day, Ludwig had to ask himself if the warmth and ease he felt was really the emotion of happiness. After their first lovers kiss they shared, in the forest, Ludwig had to ask himself if the heat that colored his cheeks and blurred his mind away was really the emotion of love. The German needed so much time to actually accept that he loved this little Italian, his only and best friend. But now he didn't need to ask himself anymore. He knew it was happiness and love he felt whenever he was with Feliciano. "Of course I am happy."

Ludwig drew his hand further down, wanting to wrap his arm around Feliciano's waist to hug him, but he stopped his motion at the sensation of his lovers now cold release that was still covering his stomach. "Ah, You are all sticky." Ludwig set back up and looked down at the other man. "I'll get something to clean you." He moved away from the bed and got up to leave the bedroom.

"Don't move. I'll be back with you in a few minutes." Ludwig gave his partner a shy glance over his shoulder and left the room with a loving smile on his lips.

"Ve, I wont~" The Italian's cheerful voice flitted after Ludwig, bright smile still stretching across his face. "I'll be good and wait!"

Feliciano watched a bit longer until Ludwig disappeared before flopping onto his back with a small sigh. He did miss Ludwig's body heat already, but that didn't mean he was cold. There was still much warmth flowing through his veins, and still too much happiness in his lithe vein making his heart flutter and his skin tingle.

He lifted his hands high above his head, still staring at that little gold band around his finger, the smile on his lips growing wider, if it was even possible for such a bright smile to grow brighter.

They were married...they were married! The Italian didn't know how many times he had told himself this tonight, but no matter how many times he repeated it in his head, it still always caused a happy flush and a giggle; it was too good to be true. For someone who had spent most of their long lives waiting for someone to return, deny that their beloved wasn't going to come back...it was hard for him to imagine that he would ever be this happy again, or even be able to feel this much love again.

Feliciano let his hands fall back to the sheets, closing his eyes in contentment, smile still lingering. He was happy...he was truly so happy to be with Ludwig. All the years of waiting were well worth this moment...

Inadvertently and unwillingly, the Italian began to doze off, exhausted from the long day.

Ludwig's way the bathroom was not far, he just needed to cross the hallway, but once he left the delicious warmth of the bedroom a chill of cold nights air blew over his skin and made him shudder. The blond hurried to clean himself before preparing a bucket with warm water and a few fluffy towels for his lover. He wanted to be back with Feliciano as soon as possible. The others warmth was missing and this was also slightly ruining the mood.

"Feliciano..." Ludwig's voice was low and gentle as he returned to the bedroom, slipping back onto the bed with the bucket under his arm. "Are you asleep?" The other's eyes were closed but his breath was even and steady, proving that he was possibly just relaxing. Ludwig leaned down to Feliciano's face, brushing a soft kiss onto his lover's cheek. "I'll care for you now and don't worry, the water is warm."

He dipped the washcloth into the water, carefully starting to brush it over Feliciano's skin, thoroughly washing away the remaining mix of champagne, sweat and semen form the other's chest and stomach.

"You are really wonderful Feliciano." Ludwig spoke more to himself, his voice was low, almost whispering his words. "I do love you a lot..." He didn't know if his lover could hear him and he kind of didn't care, just focused on his task while adding his words into the peaceful silence.

The tall man settled down between the other's legs, draping one of them over his own leg to have access over Feliciano's lower body. He carefully cleaned and dried off his lovers spend manhood and his surly sore entrance. "it is getting a little bit cold now." Ludwig warned his little Italian before reaching for a bottle of lotion. "I will add some lotion." He poured some of the white liquid onto his fingers, carefully coating Feliciano's sensitive skin with it.

They had two weeks of Honeymoon coming up, just for themselves. And knowing Feliciano way to good, Ludwig knew that they would share quite a lot sexual interactions the next fourteen days. It would be a shame if they could't fully enjoy their time just because Feliciano was already sore after the first night, right?

The sleepy Italian barely registered when his lover returned to the room, the kiss to his cheek causing a soft sigh to escape his lips. He didn't bother to open his eyes, hazily enjoying the warmth of the water on his skin and the gentle and loving touches Ludwig brushed over his skin; it may have been a little selfish of him, but he always loved being showered in attention by the other man, and would miss no opportunity to be worshiped like this.

The words drifted into his dozing mind, causing a small smile to grace his lips again and sleeping murmurs of foreign words to flow off his tongue, fighting a bit against the need for sleep blanketing his mind. He would not sleep until he at least got another kiss from Ludwig!

Feliciano couldn't help the small hum that escaped him as the German massaged the lotion into his sore areas, both against the cold and the sensation of his delicate touch, wholly appreciative as the liquid began to soothe the stinging flesh.

He waited until Ludwig was completely done with his touches before cracking open his eyes, flashing down an adoring--yet still dripping with drowsiness--smile at the blond, murmuring a sleepy "grazie~" at the man.

"Nn...Ludwig is wonderful too, though..." Feliciano grabbed Ludwig's shoulders to weakly pull him back down into a hug, impatient to feel his lover's warmth around him again. "Ve...he always helps me when I'm in trouble, and is a really good kisser..." His sleepy mumbles brushed against Ludwig's collarbone as the Italian placed a little kiss there, rubbing his nose into the skin. "And he's really sexy, and his hands always feel so nice..."

A little giggle escaped him, his sleepiness driving him to let the words flow from his chest without inhibition. "And he always looks really cute when he get's embarrassed and blushes, or when he's really drunk and says really silly and nice things, and even when he's yelling, his voice still sounds so nice and delicious...eh heh~" Another kiss was placed against the German's neck, breathy giggles still escaping him. "There's just...too many wonderful things about you, Ludwig...I don't think I can list them all..."

The brunet let out a content sigh, smile growing wider as he closed his eyes again. "I'm just...so happy that we're married~ Because I love you too much..."