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

Feliciano had to pout a bit that his plan was shot down so quickly--though he couldn't expect Ludwig to give into his pleas twice. It had been worth a shot though.

The brunet closed his eyes at the touch on his check, wrinkling his nose a bit as Ludwig wiped his face clean. "Then we can go to your room after this?" He may not get to shower with Ludwig, but at least he could sleep with him for the night (even though they could've slept together already if Ludwig hadn't been so stubborn before). There might be no shower, but sleeping together could just just as nice! "It'll be much better than sleeping alone, anyways!"

Ludwig might not see it the same way, but Feliciano couldn't help but be a little happy that they had messed up his sheets if this was going to be the end result. And it had felt good too--the night had turned out much better for him that he imagined! "A shower would still be nice though..." He opened his eyes and glanced at the German, trying one last attempt to get the man to reconsider.

"It would not make sense if we asked for a new room now. It is late already and I don't want to explain why you would need a new room. So staying the night in my room will be the best solution for tonight." Ludwig grasped Feliciano's wrist once he was done cleaning his lovers face and pulled him gently but urgently down from the counter.

"Don't be to happy about it though." A stern glance and slight frown was visible on the blond's face when he looked at the other. "We still will get up early and prepare for the last day of the meeting. And I will make sure to put away your spoiled sheets in the morning."

Ludwig dropped the washcloth in the sink and soaked it with fresh water. Then he dropped himself to his knees and carefully rubbed the fabric of the cloth over his lover's private area. He made sure to clean and dry the other thoroughly before standing up again and releasing the water from the sink.

"We should hurry, it is late and we need sleep." He reached for the only bathrobe in the room and wrapped it around Feliciano's shoulders.
A side glance to his still dripping wet shirt told him that he could not put it back on yet.
"I think I'll have to go back to my room without a shirt..." That meant only in pants and shoes. Thankfully the blond's room was right next to this. Nobody would notice.

Feliciano pouted at the German. Don't get too happy about it? Ludwig didn't have to ruin all of his fun! He could still be happy that they got to sleep together, even if they had to wake up early. The stern blond was never fun at meetings, he supposed. It was lucky enough that he came into his roon this night!

The Italian squirmed slightly as the other man washed him off, unable to get rid of his resliant pout while he slipped his arms into the robe Ludwig had placed on his shoulders. "Sì, sì...we're almost done, no need to worry! You're no fun."

He stuck his tongue out at the other and wandered back into the bedroom, tying the robe around himself. "Tomorrow is the last day anyways, right? It shouldn't be that busy! Ah, I guess we can leave your shirt here to dry? We'll have to come back in the morning, anyways!"

Ludwig merely rolled his eyes at Feliciano's comment. It was not like the blond actually wanted to be fun. But he didn't feel like starting an argument right now. He felt worn out and tired, from the meeting, from the whole weekend and from their sexual act just now too.

"Ja, tomorrow is the last day. Thank god." Taking a seat on the edge of the bed Ludwig reached out for his boxers and pants that were left in a messy heap on the floor. He frowned at the obvious wrinkles and sighed. "I am kinda sick of this meeting anyways."
Sliding on his boxers he glanced up at his lover. "We will be home by tomorrow evening. Then we can go back to normal business. Hopefully."
Ludwig finished getting dressed with his pants, socks and shoes. He stood up and reached out for the abandoned bowl of pudding. There were just two spoons full of the creamy dessert left.
Picking up the spoon he shoveled one bite into his own mouth and then held the spoon with the last bit of pudding out to Feliciano.

"The last bite is for you." He gave the other a small, gentle smile. Even if the Italian by his side caused him quite some trouble and annoyance, having him in bed this night and waking up with him cuddled to his side wasn't that much of a bad thought for Ludwig.

Feliciano had tried to keep up his pout, but had no chance when Ludwig gave him a soft smile, offering the rest of the sweet dessert to him. The Italian was powerless but to smile as well, reaching out to grab Ludwig's wrist and steady his hand as he ate the rest of the dessert with a hum.

Well...tonight couldn't be that bad. Not with delicious dessert and a chance to sleep with Ludwig again. Not to mention the time they got to spend together earlier.

And soon they would be back in their own bed together, and there would be nothing stopping him from cling to Ludwig and kissing him senseless. Which only made him a bit more hopeful and excited for the next day, when they would be on their way home.

He licked his lips as he finished the pudding, stealing the spoon for Ludwig's hand and letting it drop back onto the tray, gripping Ludwig's hand instead. "Should we go back to your room now?" His smile grew a bit wider, giving Ludwig's hand a gentle squeeze. "The quicker we go to sleep, the quicker it'll be tomorrow!" And the quicker they could go home and be together again.

"Yes, we really need sleep." Ludwig looked his partner over, checking if he was dressed properly enough to rush over the floor to the Germans room. Just a bathrobe was not much but it had to do. After all it was more as what Ludwig was wearing himself. Even if the blond was still really hoping that the could skip off easily, there still was a small change that they would meet someone out in the hotel hallway.

Patting the pocket of his pants briefly to check if he had his keys with him, Ludwig stepped up to the door and turned the knob. He stuck his head out into the hallway and reached up to stroke back his hair so it would not come out to much messed up. Turning his head left, right and then left again as if he was about to cross a street he looked along the hallway and sighed in relieve as he noticed that the hallway was empty and silent.

"C'mon." Ludwig tugged Feliciano's hand and leaded him out of the room, reaching behind the smaller man to switch off the lights and close the door. "Let's hurry, then nobody will notice us." The blond briefly glanced over his shoulder again and then rushed towards his own room, dragging his lover along. He felt naked and cold without a shirt and he didn't want to embarrass himself to much. All he wanted now was his room, his bed and to finally get some sleep.