Trainings camp! (+18 and only for N.Italy)

Felciano clicked his tongue when Ludwig admitted to not eating lunch, shaking his head. "That's not good! You shouldn't skip meals, ve." His hands trailed farther down his back, dragging his thumbs down along Ludwig's spine. "It would probably be easier to think on a full stomach, don't you think? ...ve, well at least I can think better on a full stomach. And after a siesta."

He smiled as Ludwig relaxed at his touch, happy that he was being of some used to the man. "Okay~ I'll keep going then" Giggling at Ludwig's touch on his cheek, he kissed the man's palm, working his way back up the German's spine. "I want pasta! Unless, Ludwig wants something else." Feliciano's hands where once again on Ludwig's shoulders, gently rubbing the muscles. "You can pick where we go; I don't mind!" He hugged him around the shoulders, smiling into his neck. "As long as Ludwig is happy, I'm happy."

Ludwig inwardly smiled. "I asked you what you wanted to eat. Now you're skipping the choice to me..." He leaned back more and stroke gently over the arms that were wrapped around his shoulders. "Maybe we should just have burgers." But before Feliciano could protest he tilted his head and caught his lovers lips in a lovingly kiss to smooth him down from his teasing comment.

Breaking the kiss Ludwig rested his cheek against Felicinao's lowly humming in content. "We still have some time to kill." He moved his hand up and started to stroke the others hair. "We could do something..." Ludwig tangled his fingers into the brown curls. "I think I have already an idea how we could spend the time..." He deviously smiled and brushed his hand lower to trail his index finger over Feliciano's erogenous curl.

"If you don't mind..."

Feliciano froze at the word "burger," his jaw dropping. Really, hamburgers for dinner? Sure, hamburgers were okay (they were certainly more edible than England's food), but he was hopping for something more...appetizing and romantic. However, before he could formulate any arguments against the choice of meal Ludwig had engaged him in a kiss, killing any protests on his tongue.

He basically purred at Ludwig as he ran his hand through his hair, rubbing his cheek against the others. Lost in his content, Feliciano was definitely not expecting the finger drawn across his curl, causing him to gasp, a shiver traveling down his spine. A smile traveled across his lips; he hugged Ludwig closer, speaking into his ear. "I don't know...I don't want you ruining your dinner...You're not supposed to eat dessert first, you know."

Ludwig twirled the curl around his index finger. "But this dessert is so delicious..." He leaned back and kissed Feliciano's neck up to his ear. "I am not sure If I can wait until after dinner to savour it." He slightly pressed his back against the other's chest.

"Hmmm..." Ludwig's breath brushed over his lover's ear. "I guess I'll just have this dessert now and and another one after dinner..." He started to nibble on the earlobe stroking Feliciano's curl with more eager.

He really didn't know how long they would be able to go on this way but Ludwig could tell he liked it. Exempt of the fact that they skipped training again this could be some kind of a perfect day. Is this being happy? Spending your time with someone you like...? Doing stuff like this? Ludwig didn't know, but he was eager to find out more about this kind of relationship.

"A-aaah..." He rested his head on Ludwig's shoulder, hands sliding across his chest. The tugging on his curl made his breath catch in his chest, making it very hard to keep his focus. "I-I guess...It co-couldn't, aaah..." He bit his lip, squirming. "...hurt too much t-to i-indulge a little..."

He gave up on talking, instead collapsing against the mans back, panting as curl was twirled and tugged. He was glad that Ludwig had figured out what that curl was. It just felt too good to go to waste. Feliciano slipped his hands under Ludwig's shirt, running his fingers across his sculpted body.

"Nnngh, I-it wouldn't be t-to bad...if we were a little late for dinner...w-would it?"

"I didn't give a time to have dinner..." Ludwig whispered into Feliciano's ear, letting his voice sound low. "We can indeed indulge a little bit..." He clenched one of Feliciano's sleeves and pulled him slightly down to get him further into his own shirt.

Ludwig let go of the curl and moved his hand over to hold on the back of Feliciano's head. "Maybe you should move over...." He trailed his tongue slowly over his lover's earlobe again. "This way I don't have much access over you..." He kissed down Feliciano's jaw and caught him into a deep kiss, letting his tongue slip into his mouth.

Feliciano wrapped his arms around the back of Ludwig's neck, eagerly returning the kiss. He scooted out from behind the man, gently dragging him down with him as he lay back on the couch.

"...better?" He spoke between kisses, running his fingers down Germany's chest. His face was still flushed from the attention spent on his curl, body trembling in anticipation.

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I'm soooooooooo tired.....I have nothing else to say....it's 5 in the morning.... *dies*

"Way better..." Ludwig started to open the buttons of Feliciano's shirt kissing his way down his chest. His hands slipped lower over his lover's sides caressing the soft, tanned skin. Reaching Feliciano's nibbles he started to draw circles around one with his tongue, massaging the other with his thumb.

Ludwig slightly shifted to get a comfortable position on top of the Italian. His own body started to become hot, his breath brushed over his lover's chest. "Feliciano..." He kissed further down to his stomach licking his navel. "My little... Italian lover boy..." Ludwig stopped his kissing on the hem of Feliciano's pants.

He slowly moved back up letting his hot breath brush over the others slender chest. reaching his ear he huskily whispered the words that stuck into his throat the whole day. "Ich liebe dich..."

He moaned at the kisses on his chest, winding his fingers into his hair. He couldn't help but to squirm under Ludwig's adoring touch, arching his back as his eyelids fluttered shut. Feliciano shivered as he felt his hot breath on his stomach, Ludwig's tongue tickling his stomach. He really couldn't get enough of this

He froze as Ludwig slid up his body, whispering in his ear. His eyes flew open, staring at Ludwig as his whole body began to flush. Of course, he had heard Ludwig say "I love you" before, but for him to say it in his own language just seemed...special. More meaningful, considering Ludwig's habit of not expressing his feelings.

"Ti amo, Ludwig." Feliciano hugged himself close to Ludwig, kissing his lips hungrily. "Ti amo con tutto il mio calore!"

Ludwig growled into the kiss, lustfully kissing back. Feliciano's voice sound sexy when he spoke in his own language. The Italian words were smooth and even if he couldn't understand what his lover was saying, it must've a deep meaning.

He forced himself to break the kiss against his own will to sit up and eagerly pulling off his own shirt. "You..." He leaned back down on top of Feliciano gritting his own upper body against the other. "Look what you do to me..." His voice was low, sexy and powerful against his lover's mouth. "Making me lose control like this..."

But the throbbing, passionate desire was undeniable. The other's skin so soft and yet burning hot against his own. Lust rising, need searching for release... Ludwig trailed lustful kisses over Feliciano's shoulder up his neck and jaw to his mouth, catching him into a demanding kiss once more.

He was left panting as Ludwig broke the kiss, saliva trailing down his chin. He could only watch hungrily as Ludwig stripped his shirt, limbs rendered useless as his body shook with excitement. Feliciano moaned as Ludwig's flesh rubbed against his own, a fire lighting in his stomach.

He began to rub his clothed erection against Ludwig's thigh, groaning in need. "Lu...dwig...a-aaah..." He was silenced once again by Ludwig's mouth on his, the other's tongue heatedly exploring his mouth. He responded as strongly as the German, running his fingers through the blond's hair and pressing his face against his. Feliciano's other hand went to Ludwig's pants, rubbing the telltale bulge.

Feliciano managed to break away from the kiss, leaving sloppy kisses on his neck. "Ludwig...p-please..." He ran his hand up his chest, panting. "Please, I-I can't get enough of you..." He brought the other's lips to his again, moaning into the kiss. "Please...!"

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Mmm...Italy begs a lot. XD But, I'm already formulating what I'm gonna do when I get you drunk.... C<

EDIT: Oh, sweet-ass! 10th page~ *dances*

Unable to respond any of Feliciano's pleas he hungrily reached down to open his belt and unzip his lover's pants. His desire was raising fast, the breath stuck in Ludwig's throat coming out as heavy panting. Heat of passion rushing through his lower body, begging and craving for release.

Once he got their pants down Ludwig arched his back grinding his own throbbing erection against Feliciano's full length. "Ahh..." The friction caused by this action made him moan out, his eyes flattered close as flashes of lightning exploded in his sight.

"I can't ... aaah... hold out long..." He rolled his hips back and repeated his previous move, pressing his lover down onto the couch with his weight. Feliciano's naked skin against his own... His erection poking hot and throbbing against his lower body... His lover's breathless moaning and panting... Ludwig let himself lose in the moment, moving back and for, grinding against Feliciano in a steady pace.
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Dinner first. DX They don't eat enough... x_x

"Ah!" He gasped, fireworks exploding in his vision as Ludwig roughly ground against him, the sensation of their erections rubbing together making his mind run blank with pleasure. He instinctively rocked his hips, meeting Ludwig's thrusts, the feeling of ecstasy reaching unimaginable levels

He couldn't find his voice to respond to Ludwig's statement, but hit was clear that he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer himself. He hugged himself tightly against the German's chest, nails digging into the other's back as the blond pushed him into the couch. He twisted and writhed as the motion became faster, the feeling becoming pure pleasure, his mind flooded with thoughts of Ludwig. He moaned between pants and crying out his lovers name, his resistance quickly failing.

"Ludwig...!" He came with a breathless shout, his orgasm wiping all tangible thought from his mind.

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Aw, man, we're starving them! D8 At least they get plenty of sleep.

Ludwig let out a low growl as he felt Feliciano coming already under him, his lover's warm essence coating his lower body. This made it even better for Ludwig. His gritting against the others body was now hot and silky, making it even harder to hold out longer himself. "Feli... aaah... Feliciano..."

He rocked his hips faster, slowly losing his last bit of control. Lowering his head down to the other's shoulder he hungrily kissed and sucked on it. "I... I'm gonna join... you... now." Ludwig rolled his head back, rubbed almost roughly against Feliciano and came with a long, strong moaning of his lover's name. "F-Feliciano! Oh GOD!"

Ludwig released over Feliciano's lower body, their liquids mixing together. "Ngh..." His body trembled on top of the other his hands resting on his lover's hips. Heavily panting he collapsed on top of Feliciano, so much out of breath.

Feliciano barely recognized that Ludwig had came as well, still riding the sweet aftershocks of his own release. He panted along with the German, savoring the warmth enveloping his body.

Maybe he was just becoming spoiled (opposed to what he was before?), but he was really starting to enjoy all this frolicking they were. He didn't know if he would ever get enough, especially when Ludwig seemed so willing to respond.

He kissed at his neck, smiling into the warm skin. "Mmm...A-and I was all dressed and ready for dinner...now I'm going to have to change."

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....Mm. Next time you're gonna be the one who comes first... *is becoming slightly yandere* *is getting excited for the seme-ing* >3

Ludwig slowly came back to his senses and caught his breath. The reminding heat still burned against his lower body. "Uh... Maybe you don't need to change your clothes..." He lifted his head to look at Feliciano his cheeks flustered and the hair messy. "We might need just a body wash..."

He lifted his body off of his lover, parting away form the pleasant warmth. "Stay here. I'll bring something to wash that off." Ludwig brushed a fast kiss onto the other's lips before getting up and leave the living room to get a towel and a bowl of warm water from the bathroom.

Before returning he washed himself and brushed his hair. Then he came back and handed the towel to Feliciano sitting down on the edge of the couch next to his lover the bowl of water in his lap. "Get dressed fast please. I want to go out and get food before I die of hunger." He smiled down at Feliciano, watching him while he waited for him to get dressed.

"Hmm~ Well, maybe if you ate lunch you wouldn't be so hungry, ve." He wiggled into a sitting position, dipping one side of the towel into the warm water. The brunette carefully wiped the mess from his chest, humming happily to himself. He dried himself off with the other end, surveying the damage. Luckily, apart from being horribly wrinkled, his clothes seemed to be fine.

He tugged his pants back up to his hips, quickly buttoning up his shirt before leaping to his feet, spinning around to smile at Ludwig. "All better now? Do I look good?" He pat down his shirt, smoothing some of the wrinkles.

"Ve, where are we going to eat?" He paused, adding with a shudder, "H-Hopefully not hamburgers...?"

"You..." Ludwig looked at Feliciano thinking for a moment before answering. "You look like always." He got up to get dressed himself and splatted accidental some of the water in the bowl over his shirt he dropped on the floor. "Verdammt. Now I need a fresh shirt." He set the bowl down onto the table and started to put his pants back on.

Only in pants he walked out of the living room heading for the bedroom to get a new shirt. Knowing Feliciano would follow him he kept talking. "No Hamburgers. I said I am hungry. If I would get Hamburgers now I would be hungry again within the next two hours. Stupid American fast food." He opened his closed and took a shirt out of it to put it on.

Ludwig turned his head to Feliciano while he started to wrap a tie around his neck fitting with his shirt. "We can have pizza. I won't mind"

Feliciano followed Ludwig through the halls like a puppy, watching Ludwig change his shirt with much interest. He had seen the man naked...well, a lot the past few days, but he still couldn't get over the fact of how well sculpted the German's body was. He was pale enough to be made of marble, which was surprising since he was frequently outside in the sun training...maybe that's why he insisted on training so early in the morning? He really wanted to paint Ludwig one day...he would make a perfect model.

He shook his head, clearing the tangent of random thoughts from his mind. He beamed at the man when he heard the word "pizza," running up to the man and hugging him around the waist. "Yay! Pizza! Ve, and gelato afterward too, right?" He squirmed, excitement growing at the prospect of food. "Are we going to drive? Walk? Order in? I want to go out! Where are we going to eat, Ludwig?"

"We'll take a walk. I wasn't out of the house at all today." Ludwig left the bedroom walking over to the door taking his keys with him. "There is a Pizzeria in town near here." He opened to door to leave. "Just a little walk."

He stood in the open door turning around to Feliciano. "Are you ready so we can go?" He saw his lover standing there and looking at him. The Italians cheeks had a light blush as always, his eyes half closed like he would only look through his lashes. Innocent, adorable and appealing. Ludwig swallowed by the thought what this skinny man was able to cause at his own body. Even a little bit of memory from their recent activity's was enough to make Ludwig's heart flutter.

Feliciano nodded animatedly, skipping up to Ludwig, unaware of the man's curious stare. "Of course I'm ready, ve. Let's go!" He linked his arm in his and dragged the man out the door, barely giving him time to lock behind them.

It was a nice night out; the sun was just beginning to set, dosing the world with an orange glow. He managed to wiggle his hand down Ludwig's arm, interlocking his fingers with the German's. He swung their arms to and fro carelessly, filling the air with chatter.

"Ve, your city looks beautiful at night, Ludwig! Next time we have to go look at my cities! Rome is nice, but big brother probably wouldn't like that, so I guess we could go to Venice! Ooh, we can take a gondola; wouldn't that be romantic? Oh, Ludwig doesn't get sea sick, does he? Ve, that's a silly question--of course you wouldn't!" He looked up at Ludwig, beaming like the sun.

Ludwig stayed cool. He didn't bother to answer all the chatting he heard from Feliciano. Just a little bit like: 'No, I won't get seasick.' or: 'Venice would be nice.' The German was hungry and tired from the day so he just walked on in a steady pace through the streets focusing more on the upcoming dinner then on the Italian who was hanging on his arm.

After a 20 minutes walk they arrived at the Restaurant. Pizzeria Veneziano' was written on the board at the entrance. Ludwig peeked his head in and raised a hand to get the attention of a waiter. "We want a table for two. And we want to sit outside." The waiter nodded and Ludwig choose a random table to take a seat.

He turned his head to the other as he made himself comfortable on the chair. "You can choose what we eat. I think you know more about Italian food then me, right?"

Feliciano trailed after Ludwig, peaking in and examining the restaurant with wonder. It truly reminded him of home, from the stone ovens to the small pants sitting in the corners. He almost was left behind when Ludwig and the waiter walked over to the tables sitting on the little patio outside, bounding up after them.

"Ve, I didn't know you had a place like this, Ludwig! It's so nice..." He took a menu from a waiter, a small crinkle in his forehead appearing as he scrutinized their options. Luckily, the names of the dishes were written in Italian instead of German, so after a quick run through he waved down the waiter, ordering for them both. He chose the pizza viennese, considering it had the sausages Germany liked so much. He also selected a red wine to go with their meal.

"Ludwig, this place is really nice! Thank you for taking me~" He smiled at the man, playing with his napkin.

Ludwig just nodded to Feliciano, no sudden urge to answer. He wanted to talk about other things. "Feliciano... Uhm. About the last days...." Ludwig shifted on his chair, suddenly felt uncomfortable. "The things... We did..."

He paused as the waiter came up to bring the wine. Ludwig took his glass and sips a gulp to clear his throat. Then he waited for the waiter to leave before he continued talking. "I mean... You know. The..." He lowered his voice and a slight blush spread over his cheeks. "The ... sex...."

Looking to the side in embarrassment he swallowed nervously. "I am not very fond with this kind of.... relationships." He fumbled on the knot of his tie to loosen it a bit. Suddenly he felt like he needed more air to breath. "Uhm... Are we... together now?" one more slip of wine. "As couple...?"

Feliciano's eyebrows shot up, looking at the blond from above the wine he has began to sip. "A couple?" He stared at Ludwig's face for a second, the blush traveling all the way to the tips of the German's ear's. Feliciano put down the glass, silent for a moment.

"...pfft." His hand shot to his mouth, trying to hide his giggles. "A couple...Heh heh!" He wiped at his eyes, tears beginning to poke at the corner of his eyes from his laughter. He shook his head, smiling at Ludwig. "No, heh heh...I-I'm sorry, Ludwig it's just...heh!" He picked up his glass, taking a sip. "You're so cute sometimes, you know?"

He put the glass back down, reaching across the table to touch Ludwig's hand. "...It's not that much different than before, is it? But...I guess you could call it that~" The waiter came back to the the table, setting the pizza between them. Feliciano grabbed a piece and took a bit, oblivious to Ludwig's distress. "Mmm, the pizza's really good~ You should try a bite!"