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

It felt like he was running on auto-pilot; his thoughts were blurred by the sweet warmth spreading through his body, the tingling sensation with every touch, and the desire to have Ludwig--ALL of Ludwig--right now.

The kiss was broken, once again, and his moan was nothing other than desperation. He didn't care about the consequences anymore, he didn't want to think of anything else besides exploring every single bit of Ludwig, memorizing every curve and scar, every scent and taste.

"L-Lu...L-Ludwig..." He could barely get enough breath to pant the words. He craned his head toward Ludwig, feebly struggling against the grip that had him pinned against the tree.

"Per...per favore, Ludwig...p-please..."

He was hard, he was desperate, and he wanted release right now.

"P-Please, Ludwig!"

Ludwig suck in a sharp breath and held it a few seconds. Feliciano's voice seem to come from far away his words finding their way through the dizziness of Ludwig's mind shattering the last bit of his restraining into pieces.

"Oh, Gott..."

Feliciano's need was poking against his thigh proving that the Italian means what he said.

Finally he moved his head down and caught Italy's lips in a kiss. His right hand found its way up to the other man's collar caressing his collarbone softly and unbutton the first two buttons of his shirt and then slipping under it enjoying the touch of soft skin.

Pressing slight kisses over Feliciano's jaw Ludwig moved over to his ear and started nibbling on the earlobe.

"Fine then." he whispered into the ear he was just busy caressing.

His sigh of relief came out more like a whine, arching against Ludwig as he felt his teeth on his earlobe. He wound his fingers through his hair again, moaning appreciatively.

His shirt couldn't come off fast enough; even that thin cloth between them was enough to make Feliciano mad. To distract himself, his fingers worked their was down Ludwig's chest, slowly making their way to his pants (and the buldge within). He fumbled with Ludwig's belt, fingers clumsy with his muddled mind. Eventually, he managed to get the offending article off, working his way on unbuttoning his pants.

"Unn...L-Ludwig...f-fretta...h-urry, mmm..." Done with his pants, he snaked his fingers up Ludwig's shirt once again, busying himself with his nipples.

Feliciano's boldness was surprising Ludwig. he haven't accepted something like this from the normally innocent Italian. But he wouldn't let him go to far. The leadership was his. Like always.

Ludwig caught Itlay's had away from his own chest and brought it up to his mouth.
"I never thought this little hands could do something else that eating pasta." He kissed Feliciano's wrist and nibbled slightly on it before trailing his tongue over the inside of the other man's hand over to his fingers where he took the index finger in his mouth and sucked on it carefully.

With his other hand Ludwig tickled over the smaller man's chest starting to caress the soft skin of his nibble with his thumb.

He could only stare as Ludwig drew his hand away from his chest, nibbling on his wrist, oooooh, sucking on his fingers...

It was driving him insane.

"Nnngh, L-Ludwig...you t-tease..." His voice was lost in a gasp as the man touched his chest and rubbing his nipples, moans ripping from his throat. His head lolled against Ludwig's shoulder; he began to work at his neck, licking and biting between his moans. His free hand gripped at Ludwig's back, nails beginning to dig into his flesh.

He wanted this moment to last forever, but the wait was oh so maddening.

Ludwig let go of Feliciano's hand with a last lick over his index finger. Then he moved his own head over to lick and kiss Italy's neck, his jaw and then stopped at his mouth. He trailed his tongue over his lips to part them and let it slip into the other ones mouth roaming his hands over Italy's slender body.

Feliciano tasted like wine and pasta and a slightly bit like the wild dark forest around them. He entwined their tongues savouring the flavour and feelings that were caused by this intimate touch.

Then he broke off the kiss and whispered panting and husky against Feliciano's mouth. "A tease...?" That makes him chuckle inwardly. "I am not always a tease, you know... Just sometimes."

Ludwig could feel his own excitement level rising up and he grind his body against Feliciano. Moving his own hand up to Italy's mouth he let his lover lick over his thumb to wetting it. Then he reached down and wrapped his hand around Feliciano's hardened length drawing circles over the sensitive tip of its head with his wet thumb.

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I wrote LOVER! XDDDD *shot*

Feliciano could only moan appreciatively as Ludwig worked his way up his neck, all too eager to give in to the lip searing kiss.

He was too distracted wit the kiss, trying to taste as much of Ludwig that he could, and too distracted with the touches and the licks, sucking obediently when Ludwig put his thumb in his mouth, to realize where exactly Ludwig's hand was straying.

Ludwig's voice had incited shivers down his body, but the hand on his erection had stars tingling at the corners of his eyes as he gasped and moaned an twitched at the touch. It took all of his remaining self control not to come at the first touch, both hands wrapped around Ludwig's back, nails digging into his flesh mercilessly, hanging on for dear life.

"Nnngh...! L-Lud-Lud...wig...Unn, sto--aaah..."

He latched onto Ludwig's neck once again, licks becoming more sloppy as his mind swam with pleasure. One of his hands trailed down Ludwig's back, grabbing and rubbing his ass.

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8D Ahahaha~ As an uke, all I have to do is respond~ FFFFF, OH MAN, FFFFF, WHY SO FLUFFY, MANSEX? *flails*

Feliciano's hand rubbing his backside and his nails digging into the skin of his back caused Ludwig to moan out. He squeezed Italy and started to rub up and down over his erection let his nimble fingers brush over the silky shaft.

Ludwig suddenly felt the urge to see his lovers expression and moved his head back and cupped the others chin carefully forcing him to look into his blue eyes. "Feliciano..." It was more a moan then a word but Ludwig realized how much he loved the sound of this name. He always tried to say it as Italian as he could but a little bit of his German accent was always flowing into his words.

The other man's face was fully on fire his brown eyes filled and darkened with the golden shimmer of lust surely caused by Ludwig's treatment. It totally turned him on to see the Italian flustered like this. It woke the instinct of own release deep inside of himself.

He let out a muffled groan against Feliciano's face starting to lick the lips in front of him without breaking the eye contact. His hand was working in a steady beat slightly readjusting the pace and pressure just by the reaction he got from his partner.
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Yes. You just respond and and leave all the hard work to me... You know... HARD work... Hehehehee. ;D

"Nnnnngh...!" His hands shot back up to Ludwig's back as he dug his nails in and hung on for dear life. His fingers felt so good, so unbearably good on his length...he wanted to hang on, wanted to enjoy Ludwig's touch for a bit longer, but as his vision swam and his mind blurred away, it was becoming increasingly hard to do so.

His thoughts barely cleared enough for him to register Ludwig's hand on his chin, forcing him too straight into those clear blue eyes he loved, eyes filled with need for him and only him. He could feel the heat of his flush all over his body, touched by the devotion.

"Feliciano..."

Oooh, even the way he said his name had his erection throbbing like mad. The blond licked at his lips, staring him straight in the eyes, the stroking growing in a steady beat.

It was too much.

Way too much.

"Nnnngh! Aaaah...nnn!" He twitched, writhing in his grip, mind lost in waves of pleasure slowly going in intensity until Ludwig's fingers were all he felt.

"Nnngh...Aaaah~ L-Ludwig, nngh! Uuuh, I-I'm gonna..."

Felicano's orgasm was close. Ludwig could tell by the reactions he got. He closed his eyes and parted the lips he was still licking. His tongue slipping inside of Italy's mouth one more time to catch the moan he would certainly hear when his partner reached his climax.

Desire was pretty much the only thing Ludwig felt right now. He had NEVER thought his Italian friend could be useful for things like this. But he had also never thought that he would do something like this himself. So it doesn't matter any more. Nothing mattered right now. It was only Ludwig and his lover. Only Germany and Italy.

He pressed Feliciano's back against the tree and started to grind against him speeding up with his 'job' on Italy. His own erection throbbing and pressing against the other's waist hard.

"I'll... finish you... Here... and... NOW!" He panted into the passionate kiss.

Tears were beginning to peak at the corners of his eyes at the pleasure became too much for him, Ludwig's tongue exploring his mouth once again, grinding his own erection against Feliciano. He could only moan in response, his mind completely gone at this point, sloppily returning Ludwig's kiss, panting and gasping into his mouth.

Ludwig's hand began to stroke him faster and faster, Felciano's sight was only filled with those blues.

The kiss...the speeding rhythm...Ludwig's command...

He was too far gone.

"L-Ludwig...!" His vision exploded with stars as he finally reached his sweet relief, screaming his lover's name and gripping on to him with all the energy he could muster.

If the tree and Ludwig were not hold him up, he would have fallen, his legs turning to jelly as he shook in the aftermath of his orgasm. His head rested against Ludwig's shoulder as panted in exhaustion.

Ludwig suddenly stopped his motion as he felt Feliciano's erection twitch and tremble in release. The liquid flowing warm and intermittently over his fingers. Holding his hand wrapped tight around his lover he waited for him to get over the overtake of his powerful orgasm.

Softly kissing Italy's cheek he could feel him calm down and relaxing against his shoulder. Ludwig let go of his grip and reached down to pick up Feliciano's night-shirt. He used it to whip the white sticky essence off his hand and also off Italy's length. Then he threw the night-shirt on page and picked up his own green jacket to wrap it around Feliciano's shoulders. Then he wrapped his arms around his worn-out partner.

"This training pretty much not turned out how I had it planned." This comment was the first thing that came to his mind in this moment and it distracted him from his own still glowing excitement.

Ludwig took Feliciano's face in his hands lovingly stroking the cheeks with his thumbs. "My dear... You look like you need a shower, a plate full of pasta and a long siesta." He brushed a fast kiss onto the others lips. "Shall we go back to my place and get these three things for you?"
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Okay... At this point we can go two ways.
1.) Leaving it here and go back to Ludwig's place with some fluffy love talking.
2.) Go on this way and get some satisfaction for Ludwig too. (Since I don't think a hand job would be enough for him this means I will go into... *cough* analsex *cough*)
You choose with your next post. I don't mind which way we are going on. It is up to you.

Feliciano giggled tiredly, nuzzling his face into the crook of Ludwigs's neck. "Mmm, this was better than anything Germany planned..." He snuggled up in Germany's jacket, to tired to really move. His legs still felt like Jell-o, like he had one too many sips of wine.

He looked up at Ludwig, a slight pout on his face. "...carry me?"

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OPTION TWO, OPTION TWOOOOOO~

"Carry you?" That bought Ludwig pretty fast back into reality. He let out an annoyed sigh. That was typical Feliciano. He could be so random sometimes.

Ludwig stepped away from Italy and the tree reaching down to pull his pants up. He thought a moment about what to do with the spotted night-shirt but he decided to ignore it and leave it where it was.

Then he turned around to Feliciano and lifted him off his feet to carry him. "This is only until we're out of the forest. When we are at my house you'll walk for yourself, yes?" He kissed Italy's forehead and started to walk back. HE actually had enough power left after their recent activities.

Feliciano giggled as his feet were swept off the ground, his smile and blush spreading across his face. He clung to Ludwig's shirt, burying his face into his chest.

"Mmm...kay~" He of course was going to remain in Ludwig's arms until he was physically pried from them.

As the grew closer to the house, Feliciano decided to try his luck once again.

"Ve...will Ludwig take a bath with me?"

"No." The answer was clear and simple. "You need a bath more then me." He dropped Feliciano down and felt like starting an annoyed rant. "You haven't had training to day at all! You weren't on time, forgot your pants again and didn't take the training serious. And you... keep... distracting me..."

Ludwig moved his hand up to his face and wanted to rub over his forehead to work against the upcoming headache. But he suddenly stopped because the smell of his hand reminds him of what he did with it earlier this day.

"I... need to wash my hands. You go and take your bath. I will have food ready when you're back." With that he grabbed Feliciano by the shoulders from behind and shove him to the bathroom.

"Ve, but Luuuuuuudwig~" He pouted as his feet hit the floor, already missing Ludwig's warmth. He turned around, fixing the towering blond with his best puppy dog stare, his lower lip quiver, tears poking at the corners of his eyes, the borrowed jacket slipping off one shoulder.

He thought he was doing a pretty good job.

"Ludwiiiig~" He whined, biting at his lower lip. "Please? Just this once? And I'll promise I'll be on time next time, and I'll even wear pants and everything! And I did try really hard at training today, I really did!" He tugged at the man's tank top, looking up at him through his lashes. "It was just so scary..." He wiped one of the tears away, sniffing.

"So...please?"

Ludwig blushed slightly at Feliciano's behaver and slipped the jacked back to cover the other man's shoulder. "I said no."

He shove him completely into the bathroom and closed the door. "You can come out and eat when you are clean."

Leaving the other man into the bathroom alone he passed by the mirror in the hall. God. I look so awful. His hair was messy and his clothes dirty. Oh Feliciano. What the hell did you get me into this time...

Ludwig entered the kitchen to wash his hands and prepare food.
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Pfff... The 'normal' posts are way shorter then the 'lemony' posts... XD

He stared at the closed door, pouting and disgruntled.

Damn. That didn't work at all. Ludwig was getting resistant to his ways, it seemed. He glanced back into Ludwig's spotless bathroom at the shower, the glass-and-marble box looking so very uninviting without a certain blond occupying it.

This wouldn't do at all.

Discarding the jacket, he managed to slink out of the room, tip-toeing down the hall until he made it to the kitchen. Like a spy he had seen in various movies, he peeked around the corner, keeping close to the wall. Luckily for him, Ludwig's back was to him as the man washed his hands in the sink. When the man went to dry his hands, he sneaked up behind him, curling his arms around his waist.

"Ve~ Ludwig~ I just remembered something~" His hands slowly drifted downward, stopping to hug him right at his pant-line. "I was selfish, wasn't I~ We never dealt with your problem~"

He reached up on his tip toes, kissing the back of Ludwig's neck. "I think a shower would fix that right up, hmm?" He licked Ludwig's neck, a smirk growing on his face.

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XD I've noticed that too. XD Oh well, fluff and lemon is all I need.

Ludwig jumped in surprise. What? How did Feliciano managed to sneak up behind him? During training he failed badly at this. well, it seemed that the training was not as pointless as he thought.

Italy's hands at his pants and his tongue against the back of his neck sent shivers down his spine turned him back on and managed to re wake his excitement. He turned around glaring into Italy's eyes. Of course. He was naked. What else? Placing his wet hands on the other man's shoulders he let out a long annoyed sigh.

"You never give up when you really want something, don't you?" That was one thing Ludwig really admire on his normally pretty useless friend.

"Maybe this idea of yours is not THAT bad..."
Verdammt! I am way to easy to get! He cursed himself for giving in so easily.

"Ve~ It isn't, I promise~" He took one of Ludwig's hands from his shoulder, rubbing it lovingly against his cheek before leading him back to the bathroom. He closed the door and stood in front of it like Ludwig would make a run for it, slowly walking up to the man.

"Hmm~ Would you like some help with those clothes?" His hands were at Ludwig's pants, his fingers working more successfully at the button now that his thoughts were much more clear than before.

"Ve...Ludwig should really get rid of that shirt..." He unzipped the German's pants slowly, the smirk once again tugging at his lips. He could already see the bulge in through the cloth, stirring his own excitement.

It annoyed Ludwig to no end. How could Feliciano manage to be so happy and careless all the time. He took off his tank top quite fast and let the other work on the buttons of his pants while he reached over to turn on the shower. The hot water crackled down and filled the room with a stirring warmth.

Ludwig grabbed Feliciano's hands to pull them away from his pants and shove the man under the shower before he could pay to much attention on the need that was already growing between his legs. He undid his underwear himself and joined Italy. The sensation of the water on his body was meant to be relaxing and refreshing but this time Ludwig's thoughts were with Feliciano and the things they did in the forest earlier.

He embraced the Italian from behind and let his hands roam freely over his chest the water on their body's making the touch silky. He kissed his shoulder and trailed his tongue over his neck up to his ear. Biting the earlobe carefully he whispered into Feliciano's ear trying to let his voice sound sexy.

"You had your fun times in the forest... Now it is my turn." He sealed this statement with a kiss on his lovers mouth letting his tongue lick at his bottom lip begging for entrance.
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Enough pointless Blah Blah. Back to sexy times. X3

Feliciano was all to happy to be shoved under the spray, giggling as the warm water hit his skin. He watched Ludwig undress hungrily, licking his lips absent-mindedly once the man was fully undressed. It was nice to be able to appreciate his body fully without being kicked out by the flustered German after he had sneaked into the bathroom when the man was taking a shower, or in the bedroom in the morning when he was getting dressed.

Ludwig finally stepped in the shower behind him, tugging him into a strong embrace, the man's hands roaming over his chest appreciatively. He left out a soft groan, leaning against Ludwig's chest as the man licked up his neck.

Feliciano turned his head, his lips meeting Ludwig's as the blond's tongue slithered into his mouth. He reached out blindly to grab Ludwig's body wash, pouring it into his hands. After his hands were thoroughly lathered with soup, he reached around himself, grabbing the man's firm ass and rubbing the soup into his skin.

"We...still need a bath, you know..." He breathed into Ludwig's mouth, smiling.

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In my head canon, Italy is totally an ass man. XD

The soap and Felicianos soft hands felt oddly good on Ludwigs behind. He was really easy turned on today. Maybe Ludwig needed to train his defensive more? Especially because of a certain Italian man who had the undeniable skills to throw him into no-win-scenarios like this. He growled low into the kiss before breaking it and reaching for the body wash himself. With the flavoured gel on his hands he continued to roam over Feliciano's chest.

"You actually need this bath more then me..." With this he reached down to Italy's lower body parts and started to rub the soap over his genitals carefully. Not as intensive as in the forest earlier. He didn't want to finish him up this time. Just giving into Feliciano's playful wash-the-other thingy.

The hot water washed the soap away quite fast leaving only the soft skin to touch. Ludwig started kissing Feliciano's neck again as something suddenly tickled over his face. Surprised of what that might be he looked up and realized it was Italy's wild strain of hair that always swirled away from his head.

In a sudden wave of randomness he grabbed the curl with his teeth and tugged it playfully.
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Eh. XD That is just your own little ass fetish... >_>

Feliciano gave a purr-like moan deep in his throat as Ludwig started to wash between his legs, teasing his already growing erection relentlessly. The warm water only made the flesh-on-flesh contact feel so much better, his skin becoming over-sensitized to Ludwig's every touch.

He was content to just focus on the hand caressing his erection, until his attention was drawn away by a tug on that curl.

He gasped, his knees almost giving out on him.

"Aaah...L-L-Ludwig...Tha-that's my..." His words were lost in a moan, feeling Ludwig's tongue licking his ahoge. A flush that was no way related to the warm water spread across his face as he squirmed in the German's hold.

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Yeah, my fetish for Germany's ass. <3 Think of how firm it'd have to be. XD