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

"Why not now?" Ludwig couldn't believe Feliciano's question. "Pretty much because we are in a CAR. Kind of in public." He kept pushing against the other man but couldn't keep him far enough from himself not to get his nose filled with Feliciano's arousing scent. "Right no there is nobody else here." Why were these golden eyes inching closer? And these delicious red lips? Wasn't Ludwig trying hard enough to get away from them? "But it is still possible that someone MIGHT come. I really don't want to be caught when I do.... When we do.... you know?"

Feliciano was so close now, their body's almost touching. This desperate glint in these Italian eyes made it hard for the taller man to keep his resistance up. His lover's breath was panting against Ludwig's face, felt hot and brushed right into his mind, drowning it in foggy dizziness. "Feliciano..." The others lips were so close now that the German could feel their warmth and he could almost taste their sweet flavor. Ludwig swallowed, a choked, whispering plea lingering on his own lips. "Please don't..."

"Ludwig..." The whine had entered Feliciano's voice again, trying one final plea. "Ludwig, please...Just...just for now! I-I mean, i-if we can't be alone again for a while...why not make use of it? Please!" He scooted closer to the German, knees almost resting on his lap, trying to ignore the pain in his legs. "I-if you don't want me to kiss o-or hug you all weekend, then I wont! I promise! I promise I wont even...look at you if don't want me to!"

He gripped Ludwig's hands even tighter, resiting all attempts to push him away. "I wont bother Ludwig during the meeting! I'll do what Ludwig wants! B-but..." He looked away from the man for a split second, furrowing his brows as his mind swam, struggling for the words to say. The Italian was never one for arguments, and maybe Ludwig was right and they shouldn't do it out in the open where they could be seen. However, the Italian didn't care for any of that at the moment. "...just...at least kiss me! That's all I want! There's no one here, right? No one will see! I-I mean...per favore, Ludwig! Baciami!"

Ludwig's hands on Feliciano's chest clenched into fists, holding on the smaller man's shirt as he pulled him gently closer. "A kiss? Seriously. JUST a kiss!" He moved close despite the hoarse tone in his voice. Catching the Italian's lips in a strong kiss he slide his tongue over Feliciano's front teeth.

Who was Ludwig betraying here? He needed Feliciano with the same desperation as the other man needed him. Ludwig pulled his lover closer,deepening the kiss by sliding his tongue into the warmth of the other's man's mouth. And there was this small little voice calling in the back of his head, telling him they would not only kiss now...

Feliciano almost let out a sigh of relief when Ludwig finally brought his lips to his, hands grasping at the blond's shirt.

He really didn't know how he was going to survive the next few days without this. Maybe he was spoiled, and maybe he was being greedy, but he couldn't help but crave the feeling of Ludwig's touch, the smell of his skin, the taste of his lips...And the thought of having to pretend he didn't care about any of this kept flitting through his mind, making him wish that this moment didn't have to end.

He squeaked out in surprise when Ludwig's tongue slid into his mouth, but his confusion was only temporary before he responded in kind, trailing his tongue across the German's, sucking eagerly. Feliciano leaned in despite their awkward position, pressing himself closer as hands slid up to broad shoulders, gripping them as he began to moan ever so slightly into the kiss.

"Hnn..." Ludwig stiffened slightly under the other's touch. Leaning his head back he broke the kiss, mostly for air, not really because he wanted to stop kissing. But he had to fight these upcoming heat. It was absolutely not suitable to do this. Not HERE and NOW.

"Ah..." He kept his fists clenched at Feliciano's shirt and pressed slightly against his chest. "Not here... please." Ludwig shifted, the knob of the door poking painfully into his back. "It is... really uncomfortable." He was not sure whet exact his Italian lover wanted and if this kiss might've been enough for now, but Ludwig hoped that he would just smile, hug him and then let go for now and the rest of the meeting. But the blush on his face was already calling Ludwig a liar and told how much he really needed the other man for himself.

This time Feliciano didn't even beg.

With an almost pained moan he pressed his body against Ludwig's once again, gluing their lips together in desperation. He couldn't even hear Ludwig's protests over the pounding of his blood in his ears, nor did he notice the persistent strain on his legs or the steering wheel starting to dig into his side. The only thing that did stand out in his muddled mind was the want, no, the need to taste as much of Ludwig as possible, his appetite insatiable.

Feliciano slid his tongue past Ludwig's teeth, his turn to explore. His lips parted against the German's, moaning into the man's mouth, tongues sliding against each other.

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>n< One day I will learn now to properly explain making ooooout.

Ludwig tried to move back, away from that hungry Italian mouth. But the back of his head already pressed against the window, the tall man was not able to inch away any further. This was pretty much exact what he tried to avoid during the meeting. The fact that Feliciano was able to draw away Ludwig's self control with a mere kiss, just a smile or a touch was enough to drown the German's mind into thoughts of lust. How would he be able to focus on the meeting or anything else while Feliciano had this kind of power over him?

"Hgn..." Ludwig's arm moved around his lover's waist in own accord, his lips parting to allow the other one full access. Damn the location, screw the thoughts of getting caught. Feliciano was right. This might be the only time they had just for each other for the next days. Ludwig's grasp on the other's shirt tightened as he pulled him closer, his head inching forward as he kissed back, still letting Feliciano lead the kiss.

The Italian mewled into his mouth as Ludwig finally responded in kind, deepening the kiss eagerly, pressing his tongue against the other's. If it was up to him, he would never come up for air, exploring relentlessly. However, he did need the air, especially when he was suddenly becoming so short of breath, panting, moaning, licking and kissing and nibbling at Ludwig's lips.

Feliciano slowly pressed himself closer, gently pushing Ludwig back into the seat. Forcing his aching legs to move, he tossed one over the blond's lap to straddle the man. His foot pushed down underneath the chair, making him squeak in surprise, accidentally releasing the lock and sending the seat sliding back a few feet.

But, relieved from the pain in his leg and his his hip, he recovered from his momentary surprise quickly, licking and nibbling once again, looking at Ludwig with heavily lidded eyes as he flushed with pleasure.

A short yelp of surprise escaped the tall blond as the seat suddenly slide back and he found himself kind of pinned down under the other man. Feliciano's hips grind delicious against Ludwig's crotch once he moved over to sit on top of him. Looking up to his lover Ludwig meet his glance with equal lust and desire. Every objection he would come up to make the Italian stop would came out as a lie.

"Feli... Feli-ciano..." Ludwig's voice almost died against the other's hungry mouth, the blood rushed into his ears, making it almost impossible to hear anything else then Feliciano's desperate panting. Damn, Ludwig can't even hear if there were other car's outside. Neither could he hear if someone would come. "If you really want to do this... here..." He reached next to himself, fumbling open the seatbelt. "...then we should better... hurry."

Feliciano paused in his kissing and pulled back, staring down at Ludwig, a small crinkle on his brow and pout on his lips as he struggled to regain his breath.

But the intermission only lasted a few second; he wasn't going to let Ludwig take back his words. Not when he needed him this much.

Without a word, Feliciano pressed a gentle kiss on the German's lip, unbuttoning the first few buttons of his shirt before his lips found themselves at the crook of the man's neck, trailing soft kisses down his collarbone. His hands trailed between their legs, and despite his muddled mind, deft fingers quickly doing away with the belt and leaving the pants unzipped.

Feliciano was going to waste no time. With a last lick up Ludwig's neck, he slid off his lap, wedging himself between the chair and steering wheel, exposing the blond's growing erection. He took the tip into his mouth with a moan, licking the underside with his tongue.

Ludwig let out a gasp, his face flushed by the soft lips and Feliciano's wet tongue on his neck. He shot a fast, desperate prayer to whoever might hear it. Oh please, please let nobody come now. The German would die of embarrassment. Feliciano wriggled himself off of Ludwig's lap, giving the taller man some space to catch his breath. But it was yet not enough to come back to senses.

A chill flew over his erection as he felt it being exposed by his lover. And Ludwig immediately knew what the Italian was about to do. "Feli... AH!" He was not even able to finish his lover's name before he felt these delicious lips, that were kissing his own just a few moment ago, surrounding his most sensitive place. Ludwig's hand shot out and tangled into Feliciano's brown curls. "Ah... haaa.." Jolts of pleasure crawled up the taller man's spine, making him moan out. How was it even possible to feel something so intensive?

"Feliciano..." Ludwig's voice was just a desperate, hoarse whisper as he squirmed in his seat. His eyes fluttered close. There was nothing he could do to fight these mind numbing pleasure. "Please... Ngh-Ah... We will.. mess up the car this... way."

All of Ludwig's protests fell on deaf ears; Feliciano could only hear the white noise of desire as he focused on his task.

The tip slid out of the Italian's mouth as he pulled back, panting as he regained his breath. Soon, he began to trail kisses down Ludwig's length, lips barely brushing against the hardened flesh as he kissed downward. He rested his lips against the length as he reached the base, breaths coming in tiny hitches, speaking against the skin. "...L-Ludwig..." The Italian moaned again, tongue darting out to lick all the way back up to the tip slowly.

There was a reason his land was called a nation of lovers. Fingers gingerly wrapped around the arousal as his other hand gripped Ludwig's thigh, tongue circling the tip before he took it into his mouth again, beginning to bob his head, sucking Ludwig in deeper. The Italian was determined to lavish his lover's need in attention, teeth occasionally grazing the flesh, tongue drawing across it as he continued to move his head, mind completely drowned in lust.

Oh, Ludwig was such a hypocrite. How could he deny himself and his lover such a pleasure for the next few days? Just because he didn't dare to come out of his stern shell? Enjoy it! Ludwig's mind yelled at him. Who knows when Feliciano will do this again? And Ludwig did listen to his mind, just one time he let his guard down and flew totally into the situation.

"Haaa... Ja... Feliciano." Ludwig rolled his head back and stared open-eyed to the ceiling of the car. His thoughts fully focused on the pure pleasure he felt in his lower body. He heat piled up to a knot in his stomach with every lick and every little inch of his erection that was surrounded by Feliciano's hot mouth.

Ludwig tangled his fingers into the other's hair, holding on it gently as he kind of wished his lover would never stop but also craved to get finished soon, to release the lust he had piled up and that got stronger and the urge to come got harder to resist with every low moan that found it's way out of Ludwig's throat.

Up and down, Feliciano continued to bob over his lover's length, his lips drawing over the skin tortuously slow. The thick taste of Ludwig's need combined with the man's deep moans only spurred the Italian on, causing needy moans of his own as he lifted his head from erection, leaving open-mouthed kisses sloppily down the side of the throbbing arousal.

"N-nngh..." His own body was crying out for attention, pants becoming painfully tight as he subconsciously wished for Ludwig to just touch him, but it felt so good to do this to his lover and hear his wonderful sounds of approval. Both his hands were now on Ludwig, fingers stroking up and down the sides as Feliciano panted, trying unsuccessfully to fill his lungs with air against the heat that was draining them so quickly.

"L-Ludwig, I w-want..." His thoughts and words were lost in his own moan, licking up the length again before sucking it into his mouth, tip almost bumping against the back of his throat as he continued his job, head moving faster this time around.

Ludwig almost couldn't hear Feliciano's needy plea. The words didn't find their way through the fog of lust that dazed Ludwig's mind. His eyelids had fluttered close minutes ago when the Italian had started to bob his head, sucking him in deeper until the tip of his erection brushed against the back of Feliciano's mouth, making electric jolts of pure pleasure running down Ludwig's full length.

"Feli... ciano... I... Oh god..." Ludwig's hands clenched and loosened in his lovers hair in the pace of his frantic heartbeat. It became so hard to hold on. All of Ludwig's being craved and cried out for release. But something was calling him, deep inside of his blurred mind. Maybe the last little bit of sanity that was left?
Not inside of the car... You will mess everything up...

But that voice died within seconds once Felicinao's tongue was on his shaft again, licking it up and again Ludwig's full erection was embraced by scorching heat. Now he couldn't help it anymore. "I can not..." Ludwig's voice was cut of in a long moan as he bucked his hips up, pressing into Feliciano's mouth, almost sliding partially down his throat as he fully lost control and came hard, his sweet release rolling over him, filling his lover's mouth with warm white.

Feliciano should have realized what was coming with the desperate way his lover was clenching his hair; squirming and twitching and moaning as the Italian continued his job, sucking him in deeper as his mind swam, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure.

However, eyes soon flew open, a sputtered gasp muffled by the man's length as his mouth was filled with warm, oozing liquid. He swallowed on reflex, Ludwig's erection still in his mouth, struggling not to gag as his come trickled down his throat. The brunet moved his head back, the length sliding out as his mouth hung open and his tongue lolled, tears staining his cheek.

"...s-schifoso..."

No matter how many he might have to, he didn't think he would ever get over how bad that tasted.

The Italian rolled down the window quickly, scrawling across Ludwig to stick his head out of the window, saliva dripping down his tongue. "Bleeeeeh...."

Ludwig growled in discomfort as Feliciano leaned over him, the painful sensation of his lovers elbow poking into his stomach pulled the taller man back into reality pretty fast. "Uh... Gottverdammt, Feliciano." Ludwig struggled against his lover's weight and managed to get himself into a sitting position. "Get off of me..."

Groping around he found the doorknob and pushed the door open. "Seriously, that was a really, really bad idea..." Ludwig wriggled himself out of the seat and stumbled out of the car, holding his pants with one hand, steadying his balance by holding on the car with his other hand. He took a few deep breathes to cool down before he got himself stable enough to pull up and close his pants.

Feliciano was draped out the car window like a ragdoll, body still stretched out from where his lover had opened the door to make his escape. "V-ve..." The brunet blanched, still gagging at the horrid taste coating his mouth. "T-that didn't taste good at all..."

When he thought he could finally keep the contents of his stomach down, Feliciano looked up at his lover, jaw still slack. "V-ve...mi dispiace, Ludwig..." He wiped some of the tears and saliva from his cheeks and chin. "I...I didn't want to not see Ludwig, s-so..." The Italian pouted, tears peaking at the corners of his eyes, remember the argument once again, and more importantly, the weekend without Ludwig he was about to face. "M-Mi dispiace! I-I just...I don't want to be alone, Ludwiiiig! Non mi piace!"

He sniffed, trying to keep himself from sobbing again. "V-veee...I-I know i-i-it's o-o-only f-f-for t-the w-w-weekend, b-but I-I s-st-still d-don't l-like it!" He was quickly failing at not sobbing.

A few more deep breathes were needed until Ludwig was able to finally get clear thoughts out of the lust-dazed mind of his. He looked down at Feliciano and took the others hand into his own, gently pulling his lover out of the car. "Can't you even try to understand me? I can not focus on the meeting when I have you clinging against me all the time." He sighed and looked around for a brief moment. Nobody around...? Then he wrapped his arms around Feliciano's waist and held him gently close.

"It is not that I don't love you or anything... but the others... They will gossip behind our back, I know they will." Ludwig leaned his back against the car, pulling the small Italian a little bit closer into his arms. "But we can spend the meals together... And have a drink at the bar in the evening. You can even come to my room or I will come to yours. Just not staying over night..." Ludwig knew he was ranting, but he didn't know any other way to calm his lover down.

Feliciano sniffed loudly as his sobs quieted, a bit comforted by Ludwig's arms around him. He buried his face in the man's shirt, rubbing his nose into the fabric.

A weekend...a weekend wasn't that long, right? And he would still be able to see Ludwig at the meetings, and if they could eat together...it would be really hard not to hug and kiss him, and he would miss the sex too...

He shook his head more furiously, letting out a little groan as he tried to make himself push pass the loneliness that was already building up in him. It wouldn't be that long! It would probably be good to be a part a bit...they had been spending a lot of time together...and he would just make sure Ludwig spent a whole day in bed with him afterward!

"Ve..." Convincing himself finally began to work, and he gave the German a tiny nod. "S-si...okay, Ludwig..." He sniffed again. "I-I'll...t-try. B-but I'll really miss Ludwig and all the kisses and hugs!"

Ludwig held his arms around Feliciano, still hugging him close. "I know..." He sighed, feeling oddly exhausted form the actions in the car. No, he was not really in the mood to discuss with his lover right now. "I am really sorry. But any kind of affection during the meeting would be just nonconstructive."

Ludwig rested his forehead on top of the others head, letting out an other sigh. "We are hugging now, don't we?" He gave the smaller man's body in his arms a slight squeeze to prove his words. "Can't that just be enough for the whole meeting?" Opening hie eyes a little bit he gave a fast glance around the area. There was still no help at all in sight.

"Since we are obviously still alone you can even get some kisses now, if you want to..."

The smaller man tightened his grip around the German, fistfuls of his shirt gripped tightly in his hands. The sniffles had mostly quieted and his body had finally stilled, his conviction to not letting the prospective weekend bother him slowly beginning to set with Ludwig's words.

But it didn't stop him from clinging to Ludwig tighter with every passing second, nose buried in his shirt as he let out a small whine. "Ve..."

He would try his very best to listen to Ludwig and stay away from him during the meetings. It was only three days! He could just...spend time with his brother, and talk to all his friends!

...it didn't make Feliciano feel much better, but it did give him something to distract himself with.

He certainly wasn't going to let Ludwig's offer go to waste, though. He leaned back looked up to meet his blue eyes, lips pouted slightly and eyes still teary, silently begging for a kiss.

It had been an offer, Ludwig said that Feliciano could get more kisses, so he leaned down to let his lips meet with the ones of his lover but right the moment that their lips touched the tall German badly regret this decision. He could taste himself on the other's lips. Ludwig had to fight hard inside and struggle to not to break the kiss out of disgust. Letting out a muffled grunt of displeasure he tried hard just to ignore it, but he knew that this taste was kind of his own fault.

Swallowing into the kiss he braced himself and darted out his tongue, licking Feliciano's lips to wash away his own taste and replacing it with the wonderful flavor of Italian sweetness. And it got better after a few licks. Ludwig could feel his lover pressing closer, hugging him tighter so he held the other firm to support him.

And Ludwig could not deny it. He knew and could feel the effect that their actions in the car had caused on the smaller man. Feliciano's hard length was pressing against the Germans thigh, proving the Italians excitement... This was obviously not over. Not until Feliciano had gotten his own satisfaction.

Feliciano's conviction was quickly wavering.

Every lick caused a new shiver to jolt down his spine, drawing small whines from his chest. It was wonderful; he could feel himself drowning in the taste, overwhelmed by the sensation. How did Ludwig expect him to live without this for the weekend?

The Italian's whines slowly turned into moans, needy and desperate as he began to press his own kisses against Ludwig's lips. His hands finally released Ludwig's shirt, traveling up to run his fingers through his hair, pressing their faces closer as his own tongue darted out to taste the German's lips.

"N-ngh..." Feliciano pulled back to look up at the taller man, panting and face completely flushed. "Ludwig...." The name came out as a low whine, the Italian bumbing his hardened length against the man's thigh.

Ludwig swallowed nervous, feeling Feliciano so close and desperate needy was familiar but yet not very proper on a place like this. He didn't know how much time they still had until the repair team would arrive and if it would be enough to solve his lovers 'problem'.

"Feliciano..." Ludwig's voice was lowered to a whisper, not loosening his hold around the others waist but his eyes didn't dare to meet the golden glimmer in his lovers brown orbs so he looked to the side, finding the red polish of his car suddenly extreme interesting. "Can you wait a little bit longer?" The blush on the Germans face spread further. "When the car is fixed I will find us a little hotel with a nice room and then I will take care of you..." The were already late for the meeting, one hour more or less wouldn't change the subject.

Ludwig just didn't want Feliciano to go any further here and now then they already did. So he hoped for a little bit more patience from his lover, having a bit more time to come back to senses.