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

Feliciano was enjoying drifting through dreamland, enveloped in warmth and comfort as pleasant images floated through his thoughts, easing his mind and body. He was content to stay sleeping forever...

...until a shrill screaming invaded his dreams, nuking all the pleasant thoughts until Feliciano found himself screaming as well, tumbling out of the warm and cozy sheets, his head clunking painfully against the wood floor. He covered his ears, mind spinning in confusion; where the hell was that noise coming from?

He crawled back into bed whimpering and looking around frantically for the source of the screaming, until his eyes finally spotted the alarm clock. The time was flashing at him as it continued it's shrill wake-up call. Feliciano crawled over, trying (and failing) to turned the damned thing off. After his button-mashing failed, he yanked at the cord in desperation, killing the power and the noise. He flopped back against the pillows, already exhausted from his early-morning endeavor. Why was Ludwig's alarm clock so frightening? He didn't even know it was possible.

Wait, Ludwig...? He looked around the room, seeing no one. He could feel himself frown, rubbing the empty spot next to him.

He was cold, he was tired, and frankly, his ass hurt. But more than that, he wanted to see Ludwig and he wanted to eat. He couldn't even remember the last time he had eaten anything. Feliciano planted his feet on the cold floor, shivering a bit as he walked through the dark house into the kitchen.

"Buon giorno..." He yawned as he walked into the room, his heart skipping a beat when he spotted Ludwig. He walked over to the man, draping his arms around his shoulders in a hug. "Buon giorno, Ludwig...I'm hungry." He kissed Ludwig's cheek, smiling. "Should I make breakfast, ve?"

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I have a ton of my own grammar and spelling mistakes to fix anyways. XD But, since I'm having a writers block anyways, this may help. :3

The coffee was hot and brought back some of Ludwig's lost power. He smiled to himself as he heard the sound of his alarm clock. It means Feliciano would be here soon.

Ludwig managed to keep his coolness as the Italian walked into the kitchen still complete naked. "Good morning." He ignored Feliciano's hug and kiss. "Of course, go ahead and make breakfast. But no big cooking. We are already late for training." With that he wanted to make clear that he wouldn't allow any distribution from every day's duty's.

Of course he liked what they did yesterday and he would kill to do it again. Feliciano's hug send his scent over to Ludwig and even that was enough to settle a warm, tingling sensation into his pelvic region. But Ludwig wanted to finish duty's first.

He watched the other man as he got busy with breakfast. He explored the naked body in front of him, then noticed the biting mark he left on one of his shoulders. That must've been from from yesterdays activities.

Ludwig gulped and stood up. Somehow he felt guilty for that. Moving over to Feliciano he hugged him and licked the mark, just to comfort him. "Are you sore...? I mean... Did I hurt you... yesterday?"

Feliciano skipped off, rummaging through Ludwig's refrigerator and drawers to find something to cook. He could really use something sweet to eat, but that didn't really seem like something Ludwig would want for breakfast, so he settled for cooking sausages and potatoes.

He had just finished cutting the potatoes and putting the sausages into a skillet when he felt Ludwig's arms around his waist, licking a bruise on his shoulder.

Feliciano hummed to himself, enjoying the sensation. "Mmm, I'm fine. I might be in better shape if Ludwig wasn't so big, ve~" He kissed the man's cheek, beaming brightly. "But it was worth any pain, so don't worry~" He finished the potatoes and sausage, piling them up on two plates. "Breakfast is ready!"

Ludwig blushed slightly and sighed at Feliciano's answer. "I can't do anything against my size..." He released his childish lover from his hug and walked back to the table. Yes. That smells like a good breakfast. Potatoes were more for lunch though but he didn't mind. Feliciano did his best and Ludwig did approved this effort.

Poking some potatoes onto his fork he started to eat. It was just delicious. Yes. Feliciano knew how to cook a good meal. Even if he was quite annoying most the time he could be pretty useful sometimes.

Ludwig still ignored the others nudity and just focused on his plate with breakfast. "We will go to drill at 6AM. I expect you to be showered and dressed then." He started to cut his sausage into pieces. "Morning training until noon. And I mean training... Like normal training. No disturbing or other kind of stuff."

Feliciano whined, poking his at his potatoes as Ludwig laid out the plan for the day. Of course Ludwig would want to work extra hard after not getting anything done yesterday, which means that he would probably miss out on another siesta, and then he'd probably not get any gelato...and definitely no more sex or kisses on top of that...

He was absent-mindedly nibbling at the end of a piece of sausage as he pouted when inspiration struck him. He knew Ludwig's funny-tasting wurst could be handy for something.

He began to suck on the sausage, humming as he listened to Ludwig. "Mmm, but Ludwiiig~" He gave the wurst a lick, smiling innocently. "Any kind of training can be helpful~" He continued to suck the wurst, quietly moaning in pleasure. He fixed Ludwig with a stare, giving the wurst a long lick, saliva trailing from the sausage to his tongue. "...don't you agree?

Ludwig looked up from his breakfast curious about the noises Felicano made. He blushed bright red as he saw the 'job' that the Italian did on his breakfast. Of course the reminds him of yesterday's situation under the shower. Ludwig just stared in embarrassment for a few seconds, a hot flush rushing through his body and made him twitch.

"You don't need THAT kind of training!" Starting to get angry he grabbed the sausage Feliciano was sucking on and took it away from him. "You are..." already good enough with that. Ludwig had enough discipline left not to finish that sentence.

Feliciano was being really annoying this morning and Ludwig felt like starting a long rant. "We didn't get ANY kind of work done yesterday. Not even training. We slept through the whole evening and night. I think that is a way to long siesta. I even needed to use my alarm clock to get you up on time this morning." He moved his hand up and started to rub his forehead. "I wish you would take training and work more serious. Just ONE TIME!" Lost in his rant Ludwig said one sentence that he would surely regret later.

"I would do like everything to get you into serious training!"

Ludwig clamped his mouth shut as he realized what he just said. Oh god, no... He focused Feliciano with his eyes and prayed that he wouldn't take any kind of advantage out Ludwig's words.

Feliciano smiled, a devilish glint in his eyes.

"Hmm?"

Of course he wasn't going to let that one sentence go to waste.

He slowly slunk out of his chair, eying Ludwig like a predator. He sauntered over to the man, putting his hands on his shoulders and straddling his lap, bringing his face inches from Ludwig's.

"You would do...anything to get me to train?" Brown eyes met blue through a curtain of long lashes; Feliciano pouted, wiggling his hips as he inched closer and closer to Ludwig until their chests almost touched, Feliciano's lips barely tickling against Ludwig's as he spoke.

"What...would that be?"

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If I could request one scene to be drawn when you get out of your artist block, it'd be this one. BD AHA, ITALY, WHY SO SLUTTY? WHAT HAPPENED TO THE FLUFF METHOD? XD

"This is NOT what I mean." Ludwig hissed through his clenched teeth. He wanted to kick the Italian man off him but his body was unable to move. Feliciano was so close, his big brown eyes with this wicked golden glint were focused on Ludwig's blue orbs and made his resistance melting away way to fast.

Ludwig took in a deep breath that was meant to cool him down but since Feliciano's naked body was only inches away it just managed to fill Ludwig's nose with his lovers sweet scent, making his frantic heart beating even faster. What the hell was Italy planning to do? Did he want to go on were they stopped yesterday?

Swallowing hard Ludwig collected all his willpower to grab Feliciano's wrists and held them in an iron grip to keep the other man's hands on his shoulders in place. "Feliciano..." Ludwig's voice sounded dangerously low. "You are not trying to mess with me, aren't you...?"
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This scene might help me out of my artist block... X3

The devious glint disappeared from Feliciano eyes; he pouted, his whole body seeming to droop like a kicked puppy. "Ve, Ludwig, why would I want to mess with you?" He placed a gentle kiss on both hands around his wrists, and then one to the angry crinkle on his brow.

"I do love you. I want to be with you all the time! So why would I mess with you?" He met Ludwig's gaze squarely, still slightly pouting.

Ludwig weakened his grip on Feliciano's wrists cooling down his random anger. He was not used to see the Italian corruptive like that. There might be a little Mafioso deep within his lover. "I'm sorry..." He placed a soft kiss on Feliciano's lips and let go of his wrists. "I didn't mean to..."

He wrapped his arms around his lovers waist and started to brush kisses over his collarbone. Ludwig enjoyed what he did. He haven't yet noticed how soft Feliciano's skin was. Not in the forest and not under the shower. But he did now and he liked it. Moving his head closer he rested his cheek at Italy's chest feeling content as he listened to his heartbeat.

"I guess we will not train this morning, right?" He was more talking to himself. His fingers tickled Feliciano's back, softly brushing up and down over his spine, caressing the tanned skin. Ludwig's hands stopped and rested on the other man's shoulder blades. He moved his head up to lock his eyes with Feliciano's adorable brown orbs.

Keeping his eyes fixed on the Italian he gave him a nice smile. "I said I'll do everything..." He trailed his tongue over his chin. "So I'll grant you a wish. What do you want me to do?"
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That's your chance.~ Take it! ;9

Feliciano hummed happily as he was lavished with attention, his body relaxing under Ludwig's touch. "Hmmm~" There was plenty that he could ask Ludwig to do. He was in a position of power; he shouldn't let this opportunity to go to waste...right?

...but honestly, the only thing he wanted was simple.

He tilted Ludwig's face toward him with one hand, and pointed at his own pouting lips with the other. "Kiss me."

He wrapped his arms around Ludwig's neck, interlocking his fingers. "That's all I really want. I want Ludwig to kiss me. I want Ludwig to hold me, and to touch me..."

It always seemed like he was the one giving the kisses, just making Ludwig upset. Sometimes it was nice to get kisses too. He smiled, a blush spreading across his cheeks. "All I really want is Ludwig. All of Ludwig. So..." He pointed at his lips again, tilting his head slightly.

"Kiss me...please?"

A kiss...? Just a kiss...? That was all? Ludwig thought it would be something like: 'No more training', 'Pasta for lunch every day', 'Do me on the kitchen table now'. But all Feliciano asked for was a kiss. Well, that won't be a problem though.

Ludwig smiled at him and stood up, still with his arms around Feliciano. Without breaking the eye contact he put his plate with half-eaten breakfast to the side and lifted Italy up to let him sit on the table. This way their faces were at the same level and Ludwig was able to look straight into Feliciano's eyes.

He placed his hands on his shoulders and let them slowly flow up over Feliciano's neck. "Just a kiss, yes? That will be okay. A kiss and then serious training." Ludwig tangled his hands in Feliciano's hair on both sides of his face and stroke over his cheeks with his thumbs.

Tilting his head to the side Ludwig started to kiss Feliciano's lips.
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Okay. My mind just died. ._.; You have to describe the kiss yourself. XD

Feliciano gripped Ludwig's shoulders as the man lifted him up onto the table, placing him down while keeping his gaze. A rare smile flashed across Ludwig's face, making Feliciano's heart flutter; his own smile brighten, nuzzling Ludwig's palm.

"Yes, just a kiss." He let Ludwig's lips come to him, closing his eyes to savor the feeling.

The kiss was gentle, a soft brush that sent electricity through his body. Their previous kisses had been hungry and passionate; this one was more hesitant, more exploring. Feliciano parted his lips against Ludwig's, letting their tongues mingle.

He could taste breakfast on his tongue, causing him to smile. "Mmm, Ludwig..." He broke the kiss, blushing. "Um...will you..." Feliciano pointed to his neck, pouting. "Kiss me here, too?"

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DAMN, at this rate there wont be any kitchen sexy times. D8 Someone has to take control, and Italy's being to damn fluffy. AND I SUCK AT DESCRIBING THINGS, WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME? OTL

Ludwig couldn't help but smile. This was his Feliciano. Adorable blushing and so frakin' innocent. "On your neck?" Ludwig tilted his head and brushed a soft kiss onto the place Feliciano was pointing at. He barely touched the skin with his lips just letting his breath flow over his lover's neck. "Like this?"

The smile grew to a smirk and Ludwig started to enjoy this little teasing game. It was much different to what they did yesterday. His mind was clear without the madness of uncontrollable desire. A chill flew over his body and Ludwig found himself thinking of yesterday. It was always been Feliciano who got him into doing what they did. His little Italian desperately begged him for action in the forest. And it was him who dragged Ludwig under the shower.

But not this time. It would be himself who start it. He wanted Feliciano like he was now. Cute and lovely. Ludwig wanted to do touch him and love him and savour every part he could get from Feliciano.

Ludwig slowly moved up to Felicano's ear let his hot breath tingle over his earlobe. "Feliciano..." His voice was merely a whisper teasing the Italian even more. "You taste..." Ludwig gave the earlobe a fast lick. "...way better then breakfast."

Feliciano leaned into the kiss on his neck. "Mmmhmm, there." Ludwig's breath on his neck caused him to The gentleness of it all was strange; he had never really gotten sweet kisses or chaste touches. It somehow made him flush with embarrassment.

The feeling was...nice. Not that he didn't like the passionate lovemaking of before, but he was used to giving the kisses not receiving. He didn't know how to react to it all.

The lick was a surprise, causing him to gasp. He wiggled more, finding himself to look ad Ludwig straight, only able to glance at him from the corner of his eyes. "L-Ludwig...are you...teasing me?" He bit his lip as Ludwig's words brushed against his earlobe, blushing all the way down to his shoulders.

"You said you'd give me everything and anything I wanted, though...why are you..." He thought for a second, before quietly adding. "U-um...please, do it again..."

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Sorry, it became convoluted because I had to write it again after it got deleted. *runs* TO CLASS!

"Do what again...? This?" Ludwig licked the earlobe again this time longer and starts to nibble it. "Or this?" He moved down to Feliciano's neck kissed it and trailed his tongue over it down to his shoulder and up to the ear again.

He continued to nibble and lick the earlobe while he brought his hand up over his lover's back, teasing him by caressing his spine and then stopped to tickle Feliciano's nape.

Then he moved back and placed his hands on the table one hand on every side of Feliciano. He fixed his eyes on the other man and set up a strict expression. "Why can you sit on the table absolutely naked, while I am still fully dressed?" He pouted playfully with a devious glint in his eyes. "That is NOT fair!"

"B-both, please..." He savored Germany's tongue on his skin, beginning to moan appreciatively at the nibbles on his ear and the tickles on his neck.

Ludwig's question caused a mini-explosion in his mind; he stared for a moment while his brain restarted before the devilish grin became contagious, a similar one spreading across his neck.

"It isn't fair at all~ Ve, how could I be so careless?" He brought his hand up to Ludwig's shirt, tugging at the collar. "Would you like me to help you, or would you like me to tell you? Since I still technically have control here."

Feliciano leaned back onto the table, dragging Ludwig with him. "Kiss me on the lips again. And then take off your shirt."

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Italy becomes so slutty when he knows he's getting some. XD

Ludwig leaned over Feliciano, his body pressed the smaller man onto the table. "I can undress myself, don't worry." He caught the Italian is a passionate kiss, exploring his mouth with his tongue.

Moving his hand up he unzipped his green shirt and pulled it off to threw it behind him. Then he deepened the kiss slightly moaning into Feliciano's mouth.
Their little game was quite exciting for Ludwig. Curious about what his lover was about to do he left the lead to him. He knew it wouldn't cause any effort for him to take leadership back whenever he wanted to.

Ludwig broke the kiss lifted his head up to look into Feliciano's eyes. "Well. My shirt is off." He panted a little to breath his hot air over the other man's cheek. "But I am still in my tank top..."

Ludwig engaged him in a passionate kiss, his tongue sliding against his own. Feliciano was so distracted by the kiss that he didn't even notice the German take off the jacket, preoccupied with exploring Ludwig's mouth.

He panted as Ludwig broke the kiss, squirming under his gaze. "You're right..." He ran his hands under Ludwig's shirt, tracing the muscles on his stomach. "I think this is going to get in the way...Mebbie you should take it off too..." He craned his head up, giving Ludwig a lingering kiss, nibbling on his bottom lip. "Yes, I think you should take it off."

Feliciano began to finger Ludwig's belt, unbuckling it. "And next, maybe you should work on these pants...they just wont do." He looked up at Ludwig, smiling. "And you can probably guess what I might want after that...but I want you to surprise me." He let his hands fall to the table above his head, leaving himself vunerable. "I'm yours."

He savoured Felicano's kisses, enjoying his taste and scent. The way he got commanded by this naughty little lover turned the German on to no end. He pulled off his tank top and dropped his pants way to eager. Now fully naked himself he leaned back over the man on the table placing hot kisses onto his neck and shoulder.

Ludwig paused as he heard Feliciano's words. Mine....? Staring down at him he could feel burning heat of lust rush through his veins. The way Feliciano lay on the table offering himself to Ludwig's total access was more then he could stand to keep his self-control. This sight was just to delicious, the offer to alluring to deny. Ludwig's mind ran blank in passion.

"Yes... You are mine!" His voice was dark and husky. "ONLY MINE!" He leaned over and kissed Feliciano possessive, uncontrolled moans and growls escaping his throat. Ludwig's hands found their way down to his lovers chest roaming over it, caressing the silky skin. Breaking the kiss Ludwig caught one more sight of Feliciano's tantalizing body. He inwardly smirked as he noticed the growing need between the other man's legs.

He slowly stroke his hands deeper over Feliciano's stomach down to his private areas. Looking up to him Ludwig locked his blue eyes with the Italian's brown orbs, lust shimmering in his gaze. "You won't... regret it." He cupped Feliciano's erection with the palm of his hand, covering it nearly completely with his big hand. Carefully causing pressure on it he moved his head down and slowly licked over the tip of the sensitive head, savouring the exotic taste of Feliciano's dripping need.

Feliciano would be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying telling Ludwig what to do more than a little bit. He watched Ludwig take off his shirt and pants hungrily, feeling himself growing hard. This kind of control was nice, the kind of control Ludwig usually had over him. Commanding...powerful...

...Yet, at the same time, he was powerless against anything the man did. He arched his back as Ludwig's hand began to explore his chest, brushing against his sensitive nipples and tickling his sides. It was as Ludwig had put it; he was completely and utterly all for Ludwig. All of his commands meant nothing if Ludwig could cut of his words with a mere touch, leaving him writhing and panting.

His hands traveled up the table, oblivious to the crashing of dishes as he reached up and gripped the edge, his only anchor keeping him in the real world. A hand wrapped around his length, causing him to bit his lips to quiet the groans, the slight calluses on Ludwig's palm rubbing against him in a delicious way.

But when he felt Ludwig's tongue trail over his tip, there was no way to describe the ecstasy. He dug his fingernails into the table and let out a moan, resisting the urge to tangle his fingers into Ludwig's hair. No matter how masochistic it seemed, he was enjoying feeling only Ludwig's touch, enjoying being explored instead of exploring. It gave his mind room to appreciate every sensation.

Felciano stared at Ludwig through heavily lidded eyes, trying to focus. "Nnngh, Lu-Ludwig...please..." He licked his lips, taking a shaky breath. "...do that again..."

"Of course I will..." Ludwig didn't move his head up, he just spoke his words with his lips still on the tip of Feliciano's length. He slowly trailed his tongue over it in circles, wetting the head with his saliva. Holding only his thumb and index finger wrapped around the manhood in his hand he pulled back the foreskin. Ludwig took the head into his mouth still circling the tip.

The sensation of Feliciano's erection in his mouth was unfamiliar but yet exciting, causing tickling feelings inside his lower body. Even if the full length was hardened the skin still felt somewhat soft. Ludwig let his free hand roam over his lovers stomach, caressing the skin while he slowly lowered his head, brushing over the shaft with his lips. It was hard not to touch him with his teeth but Ludwig saved that experience for later.

Ludwig stopped the motion with his tongue once he had Feliciano fully inside his mouth, the tip brushing against his throat. Hovering over him for a moment he just pressed his tongue against the underside of the shaft. The taste of Feliciano's spicy liquid mixed with his saliva making the feeling surreal and blurred Ludwig's thoughts away until he only focused on his task.

The response he got from the Italian man proved that he did it the right way. His erection throbbed inside of Ludwig's warm mouth in the pace of a heartbeat causing him to let out a muffled moan. Moving his head up ever so slowly, pressing his lips against the silky shaft he continued his sweet teasing. Ludwig had never thought it could be that delicious to do something like this.

Why was Ludwig so good at this? Maybe those strange books he studied frequently were good for something. Or maybe Ludwig was a good student? Either way, he was finding it increasingly harder to focus on Ludwig's touch rather than the dizzying pleasure causing him to moan and pant and claw at the table.

"Oh, il mio dio!" Feliciano gasped as Ludwig took him in his mouth, eyes flying open. Really, how did Ludwig get so good at this?! "A-aaanh, L-Ludwig!" The moist heat around his erection felt so ridiculously amazing, his tongue slowly trailing over his underside. It was hard to resist moving, to resist reaching out and touching Ludwig himself. But resist he did, biting his lip against his groans.

Ludwig suddenly began to pull away, the sweet suction causing him to almost scream out in pleasure. Feliciano arched his back, wanting nothing more than to have that warmth encompass his length again. His legs wrapped around Ludwig's waist limply, already weak. He bit his lip again, trying to stay in the game. He didn't want this to end so soon; although, with the way Ludwig was going, it seemed he was fighting a losing battle.

"Ludwig...H-ho voglia di te...I w-want all of you. Per favore..." Feliciano squirmed under his touch, tears from the pleasure beginning to collect at the corner of his eyes. "I-I want you to...screw me on this table right now. T-that's an order!"

Ludwig liked what he did. He wanted to go on with it, moving on making Feliciano scream out his name. The words his lover spoke in his own language made him smile even if he couldn't understand them, the sound of them was so sexy. But the last thing Feliciano said made Ludwig freeze in his motion. An order?

He let go of Feliciano's length with his mouth and his hand. Moving his head up he looked down to the Italian on the table in front of him. His skinny body was on fire, the brown hair messed up, the face flustered and red from the lust he might feel for sure. This body was screaming and begging for release, close to the edge.

"DU gibst MIR Befehle?" Ludwig stared down at his lover. "Oh no..." He shook his head. "No way." He didn't mind to follow Feliciano's commands. He liked when his lover told him what to do, but he wouldn't allow anyone to give him orders in this kind of way. Not even Feliciano, not even in this kind of situation. It was time for Ludwig to take the lead back.

"I will 'screw you on the table' for sure, don't worry." Ludwig moved down to ley on top of the Italian. "But not yet..." He grabbed both his wrists with one of his hands to hold them on place over Feliciano's head. "But first..." With all his weight he pressed his lover down onto the table, making sure he couldn't move. "First, my horny little Italian lover boy, you have to tell me a secret." He looked straight into Feliciano's brown eyes to make sure he couldn't break the eye contact. "Why... Do I always get such a strong reaction from you when I touch.... This?" With the index finger of his free hand he stroke over Feliciano's curl.
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Pfff. I am so drunk right now, I have no idea what I wrote... x_x

Suddenly, his erection was left out in the cold, Ludwig moving over him. He whined desperately, confused. "Lu-Ludwig...what...?" Feliciano began to reach up, to drag Ludwig's mouth back down to finish the job, but the man grabbed both of his wrists with one hand before his body had a chance to move, pressing them against the table in an iron grip. He struggled weakly against the hold, even though he knew it was useless.

"L-Ludwig? But...?" The man pressed against him, stilling his movements. A finger against his curl seared away any arguments he had about the lull in the action, his whole body trembling at the mere touch.

He didn't know if he liked this teasing anymore or not.

"Aaah, L-Lud...aaah...That's..." He tried to rub his erection against Ludwig's thigh, gasping. The way the blond had his body pinned to the table didn't allow for any satisfaction. "You're--aaaahh...c-cheating..." He twisted his head, unable to get his curl away from Ludwig's fingers. "Y-you said you would, nnngh...do a-anything I..." Even biting his lip couldn't contain the moans this time, saliva starting to drip down his cheek.

The look on Ludwig's face told him he was set in his ways, that the sweet torture wouldn't end until he gave him a satisfactory answer. "...m-merda, Ludwig...yo-you're mean..." He took a steadying breath. "My c-curl is, uunh, m-my ero...erogenous z-zone..."

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XD If only Ludwig was drunk in the RP...