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

Ludwig didn't slow down at Feliciano's words. His lovers pleasure just stirred his own need. He bobbed his hand and head down and took as much as possible from Feliciano's length into his mouth. The soft tip brushed against his throat and made him almost gag. But this time Ludwig would swallow. There was kind of no other opportunity, since he didn't want to have all of his lover's release flooding their bathwater.

He didn't move his head any more, just pressing his tongue against the shaft and massaging it with his lips. Causing some extra sensations he sucked at the length, swallowing all the need that kept dripping from the tip. "Ngh..." Ludwig arched his back, craving for attention to his own desire. But he would be patient now. This was Feliciano's turn.

It seemed like his pleas fell onto deaf ears, only causing him to moan more, his complaints dying in his throat. It really did feel too good; no matter how hard he tried to hang on, it was a useless battle, no matter how hard he gripped the table, or how much he twisted his body or bit his lip or panted.

"Ludwig! Ludwig! Aaah! Aaah! AH!" Feliciano couldn't hold it back any longer. He came in Ludwig's mouth with a long moan, trembling from the force of his orgasm. He was sure he would of either fell into our out of the tub if Ludwig hadn't had a hold of him.

He looked down at Ludwig, mouth still open as he panted. "A-ah...I-I'm sorry, L-Ludwig...I c-couldn't h-hold it..."

Ludwig tried hard not to breath as he felt Feliciano's thick liquids flooding his mouth. Considering that the Italian already came one time today it was not as much as Ludwig had expected, but still enough to fill Ludwig's mouth with all its taste. He waited until Feliciano was not twitching any more before he moved his head back and swallowed all of it down. Then he licked the last droplets off Feliciano's length to keep the water clean. The disgusting taste was even stronger direct on his tongue and Ludwig couldn't help but shiver at the flavour.

"It is okay..." he shook his head. "I don't mind." Then he took Feliciano's leg from his shoulder and let him down back into the water. "But there is still something that need to be done now..." Ludwig leaned over to Feliciano and made sure that his own erection brushed over his lover's leg to make sure the other got the point. "Isn't it?" He smiled and kissed Feliciano's neck before he pulled at his arm to flip him over so his back was out of the water.

"Hmmm..." He kissed his lover between his shoulder blades. "Are you sore from earlier...? Or can I just keep going?"

Feliciano didn't resist being turned around, still panting and disoriented from his first orgasm. The touch on his back brought a purr like moan from the Italian's chest, arching his back like a cat toward the soft lips. "I-I...ah...I'm okay..." He gripped the edge of the tub again, resting his head on the rim. "...I said two weeks w-was a long time, didn't I..." He took a deep, shaky breath, stealing his nerves. "I want to be with Ludwig all I can..."

He smiled tiredly to himself, letting out a small laugh. "B-besides, I want Ludwig to feel good, too! A-and if Ludwig feels good, then I feel good and everyone is happy!" He craned his head to look at Ludwig. "S-so, d-don't worry, and give me lots more kisses, okay? A-and tell me you love me..." The smile still lingered on his lips. "Because I love Ludwig...!"

"Kisses...? Ludwig slightly hesitated by that thought. "Now? I kind of still taste like you..." But by the look in Feliciano's eyes, he could tell that his lover wouldn't mind. Without any more words he hovered over the other and caught him in a strong demanding kiss as he lined himself up. The warmth of the water and the content of their being together had prepared the Italian enough and Ludwig was able to enter him without much effort.

"Ha... AH. Hgn, Feliciano." Ludwig was surprised that he could slide in so easy. But the delicious tightness and the heat that surrounded his length was still the same as usual. He pulled back and caused a slicky friction. "Hmm... Ah. This is so good..." Ludwig wrapped one arm around Feliciano's waist and took hold on the edge of the bathtub with his other hand.

The water nearly splashed out of the bath as Ludwig thrust back in. The power of his motion pressed Feliciano down and against the wall of the tub. "Aaah... AH! God... So hot..." Ludwig kissed his lover's back again, a bit of saliva connected his lips with the soft skin they just touched. "I love you... My deary..." His voice was dazed by lust and hoarse into Feliciano's ear. "Feliciano... My love."

His breath caught in his throat as Ludwig entered him, a low moan escaping his lips into Ludwig's mouth. The pain was minimal this time, the water around them and their previous activities had already relaxed his muscles and softened his skin enough, but the sheer amount of pleasure was the same. "A-ah...!"

The ease of Ludwig's entrance only caused him to enter him deeper from the first thrust, stars already dancing at the corners of his vision. "Haa...! I-Is i-it...? I-I'm g-glad i-it's g-good...Aaah!" His words were lost as Ludwig thrust back inside of him with much more vigor, only breathless moans coming from his throat. Feliciano was pushed against the tub, his newly awakened arousal rubbing against the side.

He gripped Ludwig's forearm with one of his hands while his other hand reached back to grab a fistful of his hair as Ludwig kisses his back and whispered his name in his ear, only causing his moans to become louder. "Ah...! I-I love...Lu-Ludwig...t-too!" He arched back, driving Ludwig deeper into him. "AH! L-Ludwig...! M-More...I-I w-want m-more of...Lu-Ludwig!"

"Oh God, ...JA!" The next thrust got even deeper and Ludwig's low moans filled the room with the heat of lust and desire. "I'll give you.... Haaah... Everything of me..." Ludwig held on his lover for dear life, thrusting in and out not caring for the water that splashed out of the tub. "All you want. ...AH!" He slid in all the way up to hit Feliciano's most sensible spot inside.

Oh, how Ludwig love the fact that Feliciano was so easy turned on. All these sexy noises his lover made drove Ludwig to the edge of madness. He could never get enough of that. Ludwig wanted to devour every inch of this delicious body, claiming him, marking Feliciano as his own property and make his little Italian moan and gasp even more.

Ludwig increased his pace even more as he felt himself coming closer to his end. Driving his lover down with deep powerful thrusts he leaned over Feliciano's neck and bite down on his shoulder. He didn't want to hurt the Italian. More adding one more delicious sensation. Ludwig moaned out at the next thrust and breathed hot against his biting mark.

"Feliciano... Ah... Ich kann nicht.... länger." Ludwig was about to lose himself in a long moan, trying to hold on as long as possible. Extending the act and getting more of Feliciano then he already got.

Feliciano screamed out in pleasure as Ludwig hit his sweet spot, his body twisting and trembling as pure ecstasy burned through his veins. His hands clawed at any part of Ludwig they could reach, desperately trying to find something to hold on to as his mind was reduced to a white hot blur.

He barely noticed the man's teeth on his shoulder, already too focused on the feeling of Ludwig moving inside of him, moaning louder with every thrust. Everything just felt so good; he had no idea how he had managed to last two weeks without Ludwig. He was flushed from head to two with the heat of desire, his whole body melting under Ludwig's attention.

His breath hitched as he felt himself teeter over the edge again, unable to fight off the tingling in his stomach much longer. "Ah! Ludwig! V-Vengo! Vengo--AH!" One last powerful thrust was all it took to send him spiraling, coming over the edge of the tub as he moaned out, tossing his head back.

Ludwig slid himself as deep inside as possible as he came hard inside of Feliciano, flooding his lover with all the love and passion he had to give. There was nothing else then just the feelings they had for each other, wanting to be one, giving all their being to the other gladly and getting it paid back with pure love.

He still held tight onto Feliciano as he panted heavily for air, trembling and shuddering in the aftermath of his powerful release. "Ahhh... Good lord..." Ludwig finally opened his eyes and caught his breath, looking down at the man in his arms. The Italian seemed so weak and breakable under Ludwig's way taller and stronger frame.

The German pulled out and sat back in one fast smooth move. Then he gently swirled his lover around so he could face him. "Feliciano..." Ludwig pulled the other man towards him and hugged him close against his chest. "We totally messed up the water..." Still holding his arms wrapped tight around Feliciano he leaned his head down and licked at his biting mark. "I think we should take a shower."

Feliciano could have sworn all of his limbs had turned into rubber at this point. He hung limp in Ludwig's arms, panting and gasping for breath as his body shook from exhaustion, the blur of his orgasm slowly receding from his mind.

To make a long story short, the Italian was completely pooped.

He managed to find the energy to wrap his arms feebly around the other when he was pulled into a hug, resting his head against the other's shoulder. "...veee..." The sound came out more like a sigh than anything else, Feliciano closing his eyes and enjoying Ludwig's warmth.

"...were you lying when you said you would take me out to a romantic dinner?" He tried to laugh but it came out more like small, breathless puffs of air against Ludwig's neck. "...because I-I don't think I have the energy to make you anything anymore, ve..." He tried to make a move to stand up, but the shaking in his knees wouldn't allow for that. "...I don't even know if I can make it to the shower, eh heh..." Feliciano nuzzled his face into Ludwig's shoulder with a sigh.

Still holding Feliciano tight to himself Ludwig stood up and lifted his lover into his arms. "I don't think we will go out tonight." With shaky legs he carefully stepped out of the bathtub and got under the shower next to it. "It is still raining... And I am kind of tired myself." Carefully putting Feliciano down Ludwig still held his arm wrapped around his lover to support him. "Maybe we can just order something for dinner."

Ludwig reached out for the spray and turned the knob to let the warm water flow over their exhausted but satisfied body's. "For today we should just eat and sleep." He placed a soft kiss on his lover's forehead. "But we have a whole free day together tomorrow I'd love to get self cooked breakfast." Ludwig relaxed his tired muscles under the warm water. "I'll clean the bathroom... Will you order food?"

Feliciano leaned against Ludwig as the spray from the shower washed over them, grateful for the other man's strength as his legs still wobbled. "Ve, I'm okay with ordering something...sleep sounds good, too..." The Italian was known for sleeping, but honestly, he had not slept very well during his time away from Ludwig. He sighed in content as Ludwig kissed his forehead, still clinging to him for support.

"Ve, I can make you whatever you want for breakfast tomorrow! Just tell me! I'll even wake up early to make it!" Or at least try to. He almost never woke up early enough to satisfy the German's standards. He twisted in Ludwig's arms, letting the warm water wash down his chest. "Ve, I can order food! Don't worry about it!" Although, Feliciano wasn't so sure about that either. His German was nonexistent at best and completely terrible at worst.

But, he would try his best.

Ludwig leaned his head back and let the water flow over his face. He still held Feliciano hugged towards him even when the other man twisted in his hold. "I'd like roast potatoes for breakfast." Ludwig softly kissed Feliciano's shoulder as he reached over to turn off the spray. "And you can order Pasta for dinner if you like. All the waiters in Pizzerias here speak Italian..."

Reaching over he let go of his lover after he made sure the Italian could stand on his own legs. Then he got a big fluffy towel and wrapped it thoroughly around the others sore body. "We were enough wet for today." With a soft smile he carefully dried Feliciano completely off before he got himself a towel to get dry as well.

"And something else..." Ludwig leaned closer to his lover and whispered gently into his ear. "You don't need to get dressed for the rest of today." He brushed a soft kiss onto the others earlobe. "I wouldn't mind."

Feliciano couldn't help but let out a happy sigh when Ludwig soothed his fears; he wouldn't have to struggle with German AND he got pasta? He was practically on cloud nine as Ludwig dried him off, humming happily.

And the words the German whispered in his ear only helped to improve his mood. He squirmed in his excitement, giggles bursting from his chest and he twisted around to give the man a soft kiss on his lips, smile still spreading across his cheeks. "I'm glad you don't mind because I wasn't planning on getting dressed anyways, ve~" He wrapped his arms around Ludwig's neck, giving him a longer, deeper kiss before breaking away, making sure to add a little wiggle to his stride as he skipped out of the bathroom, on his way to find a phone.

The German being as organized as he was it wasn't very hard to locate a phone, one perched on the man's desk. He flipped through the phone book he found sitting under the phone, skimming through the German until he found the most Italian place he could. He quickly punched in the numbers, flinching a bit when a brisk German voice greeted him on the other end.

"C-ciao! C-come te la passi?" In a panic, he reverted to Italian when German failed him. There was silence on the other end for a moment, then a shuffling noise until a "Si?" greeted him on the other end. He sighed in relief, speaking in bubbly Italian and ordering pasta for the two of them and arranged to have it delievered before hanging up. The man said it would be about forty or so minutes before the pasta arrived, so Feliciano wandered into the living room, jumping onto the couch with a giggle while he waited for Ludwig.

Ludwig got only sloppily dressed in Jeans and shirt, just enough to clean the bathroom not as thoroughly as he used to do it normally. When he was done with the bathroom Ludwig opened the door for the Pasta before Feliciano even could get the idea to open the door himself as naked as he was.
The two man spend the rest of the time eating and chatting about meaningless stuff before they went to bed early, tired from the day and their active working on their relationship.

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The sun was already lighten up the room as Ludwig woke up. He squirmed a bit and immediately felt Feliciano's familiar warmth snuggled against his back. Ludwig turned around with a soft smile and hugged the other man close to himself, gently kissing Feliciano's forehead to wake him up. "Guten Morgen..."
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Sucky filler post to bring up a new scenario... >_>

The first thing he noticed as he slowly came to was the warmth surrounding him; he instinctively snuggled closer to it, unwilling to open his eyes. He fought to shake off his waking and fall back to sleep...until he felt soft lips on his forehead and a murmured voice that made his heart skip a beat.

He finally opened his eyes, blinking away his sleepiness as he stared at Ludwig's chest. When he was awake enough to realize he was wrapped in the man's arms, he looked up, a radiant, albeit sleepy smile spreading across his lips. "Buon giorno, Ludwig..." He wiggled closer to the German, sliding his arms around his middle and hugging him tight.

"Did you..." his train of thought was broken by a huge yawn; Feliciano nuzzled his face into Ludwig's chest before continuing, "...ve, did you sleep well? I dreamt a lot about Ludwig..." The Italian's voice was thick with sleepiness; he let out another big yawn. "...oh. I promised to make you breakfast, didn't I...? "

"Yes..." Ludwig pulled Feliciano closer to himself. "You promised breakfast." He took a deep, still sleepy breath. "But you don't need to hurry." Gently caressing the soft skin with his thumbs Ludwig enjoyed the remaining warmth of the bed and refused to get up immediately. "And I promised to kiss you a lot, didn't I?" leaning his head down he caught Feliciano's lips into a gently kiss.

Ludwig kept kissing his lover for a few seconds before he broke the kiss and nuzzled his face into Feliciano's brown curls. "Seems the rain from yesterday is over." He took an other deep breath to inhale the other's alluring scent. "If it is dry enough outside I can rake up the fallen leaves in the backyard today." Ludwig wrapped one of his legs over Feliciano's and intertwined their body's even more to become as close as possible. "Shall we do the work together and spend the day outside?"

Feliciano responded to the kiss as eagerly as he could considering his sleep-filled mind. The kiss did help him to wake up a bit, though, causing him to erupt in tired giggles when Ludwig broke away, nuzzling his face in his hair.

He enjoyed the closeness between them, closing his eyes and rubbing his face into Ludwig's chest. He had missed waking up next to Ludwig more than anything. ...Well, almost more than anything. It was close to the top of his list, along with the kisses and the hugs and the sex. And pasta, too.

"Ve, but I like it here..." The prospect of yard work didn't seem as fun to him as other things they could spend their day doing. He curled closer to the warmth of Ludwig, mumbling into his chest. "Maybe if you give me more kisses, then I'll make you breakfast and we can work in the yard." He scooted up, giving the man a kiss on the collarbone. "Convince me~"

Ludwig smirked against Feliciano's hair. "I think I can convince you to work in the yard with me today." He flipped over to get on top of the other man and shifted his position until they were face to face. Then he grasped both of his lover's wrists and pinned them down above his head. He teasingly grind his lower body against Feliciano's, pressing him down into the bedsheets with his full body weight.

"You know..." Ludwig focused his glance at Feliciano's big brown eyes, making sure the other won't be able to break the eye contact. "Because if you won't join me in the yard I will not kiss you today." He lowered his head down and brushed his lips over the other's, merely touching them. "And I will not hug you." Ludwig gently squeezed the wrists in his tight grasp. "Oh, training is also not a bad idea to spend the whole day..." He smiled down at his lover with a devious glint in his eyes, knowing he currently had full control over the Italian.

"Well, what is your opinion about yard work now?"

"V-ve!" Feliciano was certainly not expecting the sudden movement from the man, squeaking out in surprise as Ludwig pinned him to the bed. He struggled feebly against the tight grip on his wrists, gasping out when Ludwig began to rub himself against his lower half, his eyes wide with surprise.

"A-ah..." He bit his lip, unable to look away from his lover's bright blue eyes, a dark flush spreading from his hairline down to his shoulders. He gave up on struggling, instead opting for trying to keep his breathing under control. "N-ngh...!" Feliciano lie panting for a moment, flustered and unable to find any words through the static in his mind.

"L-Ludwig..." He took another gasping breath, a small pout on his lips. "Y-You better kiss me and hug me today...." He paused before continuing. "I-I guess...yard work is better than training, ve..."

Ludwig looked down at his lover, his eyes still locked with the adorable big brown orbs of the other. This kind of dominance felt so good once in a while and Ludwig loved to see Feliciano's face so flustered and submissive. "So it is yard work for today." He loosened his grasp at his lover's wrists but kept holding them on place above the Italian's head. "That's a good boy." Leaning down he gently brushed his lips over Feliciano's lingering there for a few seconds to catch his lover in a soft kiss. "If you do a good job I'll pay you back with a lot of kisses and hugs." Ludwig kissed along the other's jawline and stopped at his ear. "And I'll say 'I love you' as much as you want to hear it from me."

He finally let go of Feliciano's wrists and let his hands slide down over the other's arms to his shoulders. "And maybe I let you decide and cook dinner." Ludwig continued to kiss his lover at his neck and licked down to his shoulder were he paused to brush his hot breath over the crotch of Feliciano's neck. "But that depends on how good the roast potatoes are which I'd love to have for breakfast." Moving his head up Ludwig locked his eyes again with Feliciano's and shifted to get a bit of his weight off of his lover. "And I hope to get breakfast soon, because if I don't I'll devour you instead..." With that Ludwig nibbled and tugged gently at Feliciano's bottom lip.

Even though the grip on his wrists hand left, Feliciano found himself unable to move as Ludwig kissed and touched him, his breath caught in his throat. There was something about Ludwig that made him even weaker than before, especially when the man was like this. Every light touch from Ludwig's hands caused him to tremble and flush, and ever kiss made hips inadvertently bucking up.

He met Ludwig's gaze again through heavy eyelids; he was trying his hardest to pout, but the pants and whines he couldn't help but mewl out was making it hard. "Y-you're...mean. S-stop teasing...you meanie..." He finally moved his arms down to hug himself tightly to Ludwig, craning his head up to kiss him back hungrily.

He broke the kiss a few moments later, finally able to manage the pout he had been trying to muster. "...y-you're lucky I promised you this breakfast, or I wouldn't make you anything!" The corners of his lips twitched as he tried not to smile, his pout only becoming more intense from the effort. "But I probably taste better than the mushy potatoes you like, ve..."

"Hmm...?" Ludwig lifted his eyebrows as he looked down at his lover. "Better then potatoes? Are you sure?" Sliding a bit lower he kissed the place right between Feliciano's collarbones. "It seems I have to try that out." Teasingly slow Ludwig kissed, nibbled and licked down the other's chest until he reached his stomach. "Maybe I should just cover you in mashed potatoes..." He brushed his hands down over the Italian's sides, avoiding to touch his nipples. "Then I'll lick it off... Hmmm... That sounds so delicious." Smiling against the skin he let his breath flow over Feliciano's stomach. "Or I could sip beer out of your navel..." Holding his hands at his lover's hips he slid his thumbs simultaneous over the navel before drawing circles around it with his tongue. The fact that Feliciano slept naked was really useful right now, since it allowed Ludwig full access over the body underneath him.

Giving a fast kiss at the navel Ludwig lifted his body off of the others and glanced up to meet his lover's eyes. "But right now I'd just like breakfast." Rolling over to his own side of the bed Ludwig turned his back to Feliciano and sat up to put on his jeans from yesterday. "As I said. Roast potatoes for me." Done with his pants Ludwig stood up and turned back to his lover to brush a soft kiss onto his warm lips. "And please get dressed." Then he walked out of the bedroom over to the bathroom for a little bit morning toilet. "Meet you in the kitchen in a few minutes."

"Ah!" His breath caught in his throat again as Ludwig assaulted his chest with kisses. Feliciano's blush returned two-fold when his fogged mind processed the words that brushed over his stomach, the breath he had been holding escaping his lungs in a needy whine. He would like nothing better than for Ludwig to lick him clean from head to toe; the very thought making him pant and squirm.

...but, as soon as Ludwig planted the thought in his mind, the kisses ended and Ludwig got up, leaving him in the cold. "V-ve?" He managed to struggle into a sitting position, mouth agape with an unvoiced complainant while he watched Ludwig walk to the bathroom, left in silence when he closed the door. Feliciano's blush only got more vicious, his pout turning to a real one as he slammed his fist half-heartedly onto the bed. "Meanie!" He made sure to yell loud enough for the other to hear before stalking out of the bedroom, not grabbing his close at all.

The walk to the kitchen barely cooled him down at all, the blush still on his cheeks from Ludwig's teasing. He began to get things out to cook breakfast, mumbling to himself. Opening a cabinet to get a pan, he paused, spying something pink and frilly. "...ve?" He pulled the object out, finding it to be a very small and feminine apron. He blinked, a bit confused as to why Ludwig would have something like this, but then immediately remembered Ludwig DID have quite the mischievous older brother; didn't he get Ludwig something like this every year for his birthday?

As Feliciano looked at the apron longer, he couldn't help but to smile, a plan formulating in his head. Well, Ludwig wasn't the only one who could tease. He tied the apron over his naked body, the cloth just barely long enough in the front to cover himself. He giggled, skipping off to finish his preparations.

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B| ADD COVERED IN SOMETHING TO THE LIST. CHOCOLATE, POTATOES, HONEY, I DON'T CARE. AS LONG AS IT'S SOMETHING YOU CAN LICK OFF. I SEE CHRISTMAS CAKE MAKING.

Ludwig couldn't help but smirk on his way to the bathroom as he heard Feliciano's soft voice yelling after him. Meanie... Well, they had the whole day, right? And considering how easily turned on Feliciano was, Ludwig was already sure it was about to become a really pleasant day. And it was not like Ludwig was planning on ruining all the day with yard work.

A few minutes later Ludwig entered the kitchen. His hair was thoroughly brushed and his clothes stern as always. He already heard Feliciano rumbling in the kitchen so he was sure his breakfast would be ready soon. He looked over to his lover and opened his mouth to greet him, but more then a surprised gasp didn't come out of it. Ludwig's brain stopped working for a few seconds before it restarted very slowly.
Where the hell did the Italian found this apron? Ludwig had made sure to hide his slightly kinky things pretty good. So nobody would get his secret perversity's. Of course. Ludwig was a man after all. And even if he wont show his fantasies as open as Arthur or Francis for example, they were still there deep inside of him.

Ludwig would've never asked Feliciano to wear this for him, but obviously the other man did it now. And it looked so unbelievable sexy on him. The pink bands of the small apron tickled over Feliciano's soft buttocks with every motion and Ludwig could only stare at this alluring slender body in front of him, his face flushed and his rapid heartbeat threatening to explode his chest. Within a few steps Ludwig was behind his lover and pinned him against the counter with his lower body from behind, his hands pressed against the counter on both of Feliciano's sides.

"When I said 'get dressed'..." Ludwig's voice sound hoarse and low his breath trembled against the other's ear. Maybe the German was as easily to turn on as Feliciano... "... I meant actually more then just an apron..."