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

Feliciano lined himself up with Ludwig, swallowing hard. "O-Okay then~" He grabbed on to Ludwig's hips, leaning against his chest. "Here...we g-go..."

He thrust his hips forward, gasping at the tightness of Ludwig's enclosure.

"A-ah!" He moaned, biting his lip to keep himself together. "Nngh! S-so tight..." Slowly, he thrust further inside, panting and groaning at the effort. He never realized that something like this would feel so...indescribable. To have Ludwig wrapped all around him, squeezing him so tightly in that delicious warmth...

Finally, Feliciano pushed all the way inside of him, completely sheathed inside of him. "Ah...m-merde, Ludwig..." He rested his forehead against Ludwig's chest, already worn out from the effort. "D-dio...aah, y-you feel so good..." He kissed his chest sloppily, slowly pulling out. "M-merde..." He thrust again, moaning. "L-Ludwig...!"

Ludwig swallowed hard as he felt Felicinao's length pressing against him. He bit his underlip to seal himself from crying out and inwardly steeled the muscles in his lower body to prevent the pain. But it didn't help. Feliciano's first thrust stung inside of him causing a wave of pain to rush over him. "Nhgg..." Ludwig panted through his nose hoping it would get better with the next thrust.

And it got better. The pain didn't really fade away, but it changed. Instead of wrecking his inside, it caused a delicious kind pain that made Ludwig moan out and squirm under Feliciano, longing and craving for more. The fabric of his lover's shirt brushed and grind against Ludwig's own erection and made it throb in need even more.

With the way Felicinao leaned against him, Ludwig finally got a little bit of own access over his lover. He lifted his head up and leaned it down to nuzzle his nose into the hair on top of the Feliciano's head. Breathing and panting he sucked in all of his lover's delicious scent he could get. Moaning and growling not understandable words against the other's hair. This was Feliciano... His Feliciano... How could Ludwig not love what they were doing right now?

Feliciano pushed in again, gasping at the effort. "Nnngh...d-dammit..." He rested his head against Ludwig's chest, panting and trembling as he tried to gain control his bearings. But I was getting increasingly hard to keep his self together; a sickeningly sweet feeling settled in his stomach, only making it more difficult.

He bit his lip, trying to steel his nerves as he moved once again, unable to muffle a moan as he pushed in again, and again, and again, developing a shaky rhythm. "L-Ludwig...nngh, y-you feels s-so good..." His nails dug into Ludwig hips, gripping him tighter and tighter as began to move faster, thrusts and jerks becoming more erratic.

Feliciano tried his hardest to keep his focus, tried his hardest to still the burning in his veins and calm the of twisting his insides with pleasure, but in the end he was still weak ol` Italy; self-control was not one of his strong points.

More wet kisses were trailed over Ludwig's chest as he panted, mine completely blurred with ecstasy as his thrusts lost all rhythm, Feliciano's only thought to prolong the feeling as long as possible. "Lud...wig...Lud...wig...Nngh, T-Ti amo, L-Ludwig...!"

Feliciano's delicious thrusts drove Ludwig to the edge of madness. His mind was long lost into bliss, the pain was gone and replaced by pure ecstasy. He let go of the tie and the bedpost, relaxed his arms and his body to get a more steady beat into the motion. And without himself inwardly fighting against Feliciano's actions it was easier for his lover to get deeper inside.

Then suddenly one of Feliciano's thrusts went a slightly bit deeper then the others and hit Ludwig's sweet spot. "HA... Ahhh..." Ludwig rolled his head back, white spots exploded behind his eyes filling his mind with unbelievable pleasure. The next thrust hit it again and Ludwig was not able to keep himself together any more. "God... Ah. Feli... F-Feliciano..." Ludwig couldn't form complete sentences. "Ich... Ich kann nicht... Ngaaah..." His words were cut off by a moan as an other thrust hit him again deep inside. "I'm gonna..."

Ludwig arched his back, caused delightful friction on his own length against Feliciano's shirt and came hard against his lover. His warm release coated his lower body, moans and gasps of Ludwig's orgasm filled the bedroom with a hot aura leaving the German into the surreality of the situation.

It took only a few more thrusts before Feliciano lost his grip. He joined his lover with a ragged moan, calling out his name as waves of pleasure crashed over him. His strength gave out, collapsing against Ludwig and he panted and trembled.

When he finally summoned up the strength, he pulled out of the German, kissing his neck gently as he reached up, yanking the tie from its knot and freeing his wrists. "Mi dispiace, tesoro mio..." Felciano brought Ludwig's hands to his lips, murmuring against the irritated skin. "Non volevo ferirti...Mi dispiace." He kissed every inch of the red marks, moving on to leave a kiss on his lips.

"...but it was fun, right~?" He giggled, hugging the man. "Exciting, ve..."

Ludwig's arms were numb and he couldn't feel his hands. The kisses on his wrists felt odd and didn't help to bring the blood back into his fingers. Ludwig could only concentrate on his breathing unable to form thoughts. He didn't know if he should like what just happened or not... Of course he hated the helplessness he was caught in but the sex had been great... Maybe his mind was still blurred by alcohol and adrenaline. Ludwig just didn't know what to say.

Finally he managed to turn his head and meet Feliciano with his eyes. His lovers face was lovely, adorable and innocent as always. Like nothing had happened at all. It was not that Ludwig didn't trust the Italian, he was just unable to handle this situation. "Do that... NEVER again!" He tried to let his voice sound strong but in his current status it came out more then a faint plea.

Not waiting for an answer Ludwig turned his back to Feliciano and tugged the blanket halfway over his lower body. He curled up like he was, hoping he would be able to know what to do when he woke up tomorrow. The last thing he felt before the sleep drew him away was the sensation of Feliciano's essence burning inside of him.
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Just fall asleep and I'll start the pay back with the next post.~

Feliciano couldn't help but smile, only nodding at Ludwig's weak threat. Of course it was fun to mix it up once in a while, and it had felt amazing, but he didn't mind going back to the way it was.

He wiggled out of his clothes, leaving them haphazardly on the ground before wrapping himself under the blankets, snuggling close to Ludwig with a happy sigh. He kissed the back of his neck, nuzzling him as he began to drift off. "...Ti amo, Ludwig...with all I have..."

The last thought he had before sleep took him was he hoped Ludwig wasn't too mad in the morning.

The sun already shine through the window when Ludwig woke up. The first thing he felt was pain. not really to locate but it was there... He opened his eyes to blink against the sudden light which causes a sting of pain in his head. Okay... Must be a slight hangover from yesterday. Shouldn't be that bad... Ludwig shifted his position and moved one hand up to his forehead to rub at it and make a little bit of the headache better.

Then he noticed the red marks on his wrists and it slowly approached him what had happen yesterday... Frowning he turned his head back to Feliciano. The Italian was still asleep, peaceful and silent like always. Ludwig got out of bed and tried his best to ignore the pain in his rear end. He took a fast shower and got dressed with his black tank top and brown pants.

Ludwig returned into the bedroom, his hands hidden behind his back. Slowly he stepped onto the bed and walked barefoot over the sheets. Reaching Feliciano he stand still hovering over the other with his feet on both of his sides. He took in a deep breath and spoke with his voice as strong and demanding as always.

"FELICIANO! It is time to wake up!"

"UWAAAAAH!"

It seemed like there was going to be a theme of him being scared out of his dreamland every morning.

The warm and comforting cloud of sleep was ripped from under him faster than he realized possible, leaving him screaming as he startled awake, siting up suddenly at Ludwig's shout. The motion only sent a horrible twinge down his spine; Ludwig wasn't the only one who had a little too much to drink the previously. He tried to struggle to his feet, but ended up falling out of bed as his vision blanked out from the sudden movement.

When he was finally able to see straight again, he pulled himself up with the bed, staring at Ludwig wearily from the behind the bed. "L-L-L-L-Ludwiiiiiig! B-B-Buon g-giorno..." He smiled nervously, scratching his cheek. "Y-Y-You're up early...?" He took one look at the dark expression on the blonds face and gulped, worry gnawing at his stomach.

So much for him not being mad...

Ludwig sighed and walked over the bed to Feliciano. "I am not up early... mi amore..." He looked down at his lover the sarcasm in his voice was deliberate. "You are up late..." Ludwig moved one hand from behind his back over to Feliciano's face. The hand was covered by Ludwig's black leather glove which he normally wear during training. He put his index and middle finger under the others chin to make him look up into his own eyes.

"You were being a naughty boy last night..." Ludwig stroke over Feliciano's chin with his thumb. "I guess you had fun, right...?" Slowly leaning down he licked along the other's bottom lip. "I'm pretty sure you don't mind when I'm going to have fun now..." Ludwig didn't want to hurt or force his lover. Just making sure who was the dominate one in their relationship.

The dread in Feliciano's stomach only grew as he watched Ludwig walk around the bed, the finger under his chin almost reminding him of the knives at the throat his big brother liked to threat people with sometimes. The leather felt smooth and cold against his skin that was still warm by sleep, causing him to shiver involuntarily. "U-um..."

Any excuse he tried to formulate as Ludwig continued to talk, stroking his chin and licking his bottom lip. That caused a shiver in no way related to temperature to rack his body; he wasn't sure if he was supposed to be frightened or excited at this point.

Wary or not, he couldn't break eye contact with the German, swallowing hard. "Uh..." Ludwig seemed a little mad, yes...but he would never hurt him, right? He trusted Ludwig, more than he trusted himself, even. "Um...W-what fun are you talking about...?"

Ludwig didn't bother to answer the question he just pressed his lips against Feliciano's mouth gently forcing him into a demanding kiss. He moved his second, also glove covert, hand over to his lovers neck and let both of his hands slide simultaneous over Feliciano's soft neck down to his shoulders and caressed the collarbones with his thumbs.

He broke the kiss and brushed his lips over Feliciano's cheek to his ear. "It's a shame that I wasn't allowed to touch you last night..." Ludwig's voice was a whisper but it still sound strong and dominate. "Your reactions on my touch are always so..." He moved his leathery hands further over the other's skin and pressed them against his shoulder blades. "So... exciting..."

Moving his head back he made eye contact again and gave his lover a slight smile before going back to his strict expression. "Go over there and sit down on the edge of the bed." He tilted his head into the direction of the bed.

His eyes shot open when Ludwig first pressed his lips to his; however, they slowly fluttered close as the kiss was deepened, Feliciano oh-to-eager to respond, kissing back hungrily while Ludwig's hands traveled down his neck, causing more shivers.

His lips were still parted when Ludwig broke the kiss, breath already coming out in pants. He couldn't help but to gasp as Ludwig's hand's moved down his shoulders, his skin tingling at every faint touch left by those gloves.

If Ludwig's touch left him tingling, then his voice in his ear caused more than that. The words softly brushing against his earlobe, Ludwig's breath hot and his voice so strong...that burned fire through his veins, his skin turning a bright red, a quiet whine-like moan passed through his lips.

Feliciano stared into Ludwig's bright blues for a mere second before scrambling to the bed, sitting on the edge obediently. He fidgeted, unable to keep still.

Yes, having the dominance and control felt indeed good. Ludwig walked over to Feliciano and put one of his hands onto the other's shoulder causing slight pressure to keep him still. "I must admit... You are a pretty good lover..." He moved his other hand up to Feliciano's face and cupped his chin, making him look up again. "Especially what you did with this cute mouth of yours..." Ludwig's leather covered thumb brushed over Italy's lips again. "That felt really amazing..."

Ludwig fumbled with his belt and unbuttoned his pants, letting them slide down to his ankles. Keeping the eye contact he continued to talk. "And you will do that again now..." Ludwig reached into his boxers getting hold onto his own length and gave it a few strokes by himself to harden it a bit. "But this time, my dear, you will finish it." He pulled his boxers also down exposing his manhood. "And that is not a request. It is an order!"

Feliciano found himself transfixed, unable to move or even so much as breath as Ludwig held him in his gaze, giving a small gasp as his thumb stroked his lip. He wanted to fidget, he wanted to speak, he wanted to fling his arms around the man, but their was something about the way Ludwig spoke to him, something behind those blue eyes that left him breathless and trembling.

He had realized what Ludwig was implying, the words had flown right over his head, until his length was exposed in front of him, the flesh already a bit hard. Feliciano stared, swallowing the saliva that threatened to spill over his lips. He glanced up at Ludwig, almost as if seeking approval, before leaning in, already beginning his job. He licked and nibbled at the side, working on getting the shaft hard, drool trailing his chin. "A-ah..." He could feel himself growing aroused, a warmth spreading from his stomach to his toes.

"Hmm..." Feliciano's licks and kisses felt good, making him harden more and more by every touch of these soft lips. Ludwig looked down to observe the job that the Italian did on him. Feliciano's face was adorable flustered, cute and obedient. He reached down and wrapped his fingers around both of the others wrists. He pulled them up and placed one of Feliciano's hands on his own waist so his lover could steady his balance. He lead the other hand to his own lower body so Feliciano could hold on Ludwig's length and have better access over the job he did.

"You know I love you..." Ludwig's voice got a little bit softer, but still sound demanding. "but I prefer not to be bounded when we love each other..." He moved one of his leathery hands and tangled his fingers into Feliciano's hair, lovingly caressing the brown curls. "I felt so..." Ludwig lowered his voice down to a whisper. "...so helpless last night." The other hand was also up, softly stroking the other's cheek with his thumb. "Do you know what I mean...?"

Feliciano didn't resist the hands on his wrists, obediently gripping his hip and his erection. He continued to kiss and lick and nibble, saliva trailing from the length to his tongue. "M-mi dispiace..." He covered Ludwig's length in sloppy kisses as he apologized. "Mi dispiace tanto...ti prego p-perdonami..."

The absence of Ludwig's touch was maddening, his moans becoming more desperate the more aroused he became. He wanted Ludwig to touch him; he wanted to feel his fingers on his flesh, free from those leather gloves...he wanted to be hugged, to be kissed, and he wanted his growing problem dealt with.

However, he didn't want to disobey Ludwig. Not now.

He took a shaky breath before taking Ludwig into his mouth with a soft moan, sucking him deeper into his mouth. He began to bob his head back and forth as he sucked, tongue swirling around the underside. Feliciano took him as deep as he could before his tip would brush against the back of his throat, teeth beginning to scrape against the flesh.

Ludwig took in a sharp breath at the sensation of Feliciano's warm mouth surrounding his shaft. "Aaahh... You are good at this..." He resisted the strong urge to roll his head back, instead just kept his focus on the Italian in front of him. "Hmm... Really good."

He gently brushed his hand over to hold on the back of Feliciano's head. This way Ludwig kept his lover in place as he started to make careful thrusts on his own to meet Feliciano's motions. Ludwig didn't want to make him gag, just keeping the dominance over the act. "It is not... aaah... That I don't trust you..." He softly caressed Feliciano's hair. "I just can't... Handle that... Nh... 'dark side' within you..."

Ludwig finally lost control over the things he wanted to say. Feliciano's job on him was just to good to deny any longer. "Just... Ngah... keep going..." Ludwig reached for Feliciano's curl with his other hand, slowly twirling it around his index finger. "Make me come..." His voice started to become shaky as Ludwig neared his peak.

The gasp from the touch on his curl made him take Ludwig in deeper than he intended, the tip of his erection bumping against the back of his throat. He resisted the urge to gag, tears blurring his vision from the effort. The twisting and tugging on his curl reminded him of his own problem; he began to squirm as his arousal twitched in a way that was extremely hard to ignore. If only Ludwig's hand was somewhere else instead of teasing him...

Feliciano continued to suck between the moans caused by Ludwig's touch and his own need, stroking the exposed parts of Ludwig's erection with his fingertips. He began to bob his head again as much as Ludwig's grip on his hair would allow, stroking and sucking faster and harder.

Ludwig tightened his grip on Feliciano's hair, fully focused on his lover. "Ah.. aaahh..." He tried to hold out longer but the other's moist heat around his throbbing length made his resistance fade away. He came strong with a long, dark moan, holding onto Feliciano as he released the last bit he had to give into his mouth.

Shaking and trembling he let go of Feliciano's curl and put his hand onto the other's shoulder to steady his own balance. "Ahh... Wow..." Ludwig licked his suddenly dry lips, catching his breath before he slowly loosened his hold and allowed his lover to let go of his length. "That was ... really amazing..."

He took a deep breath to come back from his orgasm and looked down to Feliciano. "Now I'll take care of you..." He pressed his fingertips against his lover's chest, gently forcing him down onto the bed. "Lay down... I'll deal with that needy body of yours..."

Feliciano was caught off guard when Ludwig finally came--he had been too distracted by his work to prepare himself. The warm liquid flooded his mouth, trickling down his throat. He struggled to swallow with Ludwig's length still in his mouth; tears burned his eyes as he tried desperately not to choke or gag. The stuff was so thick and it tasted disgusting and it even felt funny as it worked its way down to his stomach, but he obediently forced himself to swallow it all.

"A-aaah..." Ludwig finally removed himself from his mouth, allowing for him to take a deep, shaky breath. He stared up at Ludwig through heavily lidded eyes, tongue lolling out of his mouth as he panted. Feliciano barely had time to catch his breath before Ludwig gently pushed him back onto the bed, causing a needy moan from him.

"D-dammelo, Ludwig..." He began to squirm, trying to grind himself against something, anything. "S-sprigati!"

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Yay, this phrasebook of Dirty Italian is quite useful... XD

Ludwig pulled his pants up and buttoned them, closing the belt as well while he watched his lover on the bed. He couldn't understand the words but they sound needy. "Don't worry. I'll be with you in a minute..." Ludwig's voice sound still hoarse from his own release.

He continued to adjust his clothes before lying down on his stomach next to Feliciano. "Next time..." Leathery fingers wrapped slowly around the Italian's throbbing erection. "When you want to be on top..." Ludwig's lips brushed over his lovers ear as he spoke. "Just ask me and we'll enjoy it together..." His hand squeezed the shaft and started to stroke over the hot hardened flesh, causing delicious pressure. "Okay...?"

Not waiting for an answer Ludwig caught Feliciano's lips into a hungry kiss, slipped his tongue into the mouth that licked his own length just moments ago. His free hand hold on the curl again, eagerly twirling and tugging it.

Feliciano was far beyond words at this point; the only answer he could give to Ludwig's inquiries was a sweet moan, squirming in pleasure as Ludwig finally grasped his erection, already dripping with come.

He returned Ludwig's kiss with all the energy he could muster, moaning into his mouth as he sucked on his tongue eagerly. He missed the feel of Ludwig's body on his, missed his secure warmth and feeling his heartbeat mingle with his, so he put all of his pent up frustration into the kiss, Ludwig's tongue washing away the previous taste in his mouth.

"Ah! Ah!" Feliciano arched his back, gasping and moaning as Ludwig's fingers found his curl once again. "Aaaaah!" He grabbed fistfuls of the sheets underneath him, slamming his head against the mattress "Ludwig! Ludwig!" It was hopeless; he had already endured too much teasing. He came with a gasp, back still arched into the air.

Ludwig kept his fingers wrapped tight around Feliciano's shaft as the other came. Waiting for his lover to come back from his hight he gave one last lick over that one single curl of hair. The knowledge of this weakness was pretty useful once in a while.. And Ludwig had to admit that he enjoyed dominating the Italian this way, but enough was enough.

"Feliciano..." Ludwigs voice was low in Feliciano's ear as he let go of the other's manhood and finally removed the leather gloves from his own hands. "My Feliciano..." he took his lover's face into his own hands feeling the heated skin under his palms. Fingertips caressing the flustered cheeks. Lips meeting each other in a honest kiss.

Just holding Feliciano for a moment Ludwig kept kissing him before he moved his head away from his lovers sweet mouth. "I'm going to town. have to buy stuff for lunch." The demand in Ludwig's voice was gone only the strict strength he always used to show was still there. "I await you at 3PM for training. Showered and dressed." With that the German stood up and left the bedroom.

Ludwig's bare fingers felt amazing on his feverish skin, shivering at the touch he had longed for. He felt Ludwig's lips on his, but couldn't find the energy to respond.

Feliciano only lay there sprawled on the bedsheets after the German left the room, panting and still trembling in the aftermath of his release. He didn't know how long he lay there, but eventually he sat up, swinging his feet over the bed and sitting completely still as his mind kick-started itself.

When he found the energy to think it seemed like he lost the ability to sit up; he flopped back onto the bed, not bothering to clean himself up, and buried his face into a pillow, a mad blush spreading from his cheeks to his collarbone.

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At 3 o' clock sharp, Italy was waiting on the doorstep, clean and fully dressed. He shot Ludwig a sharp salute as he approached, smiling from ear to ear. "Ready for training, Sir!"