Ludwig's and Roderich's Room

'Of course.' Roderich allowed himself to be pushed down on to the bed, raising his hips to let Ludwig undress him. There was something charming about being someone's first time. He lay back, shutting his eyes; he was still slightly embarrassed to be naked. Ridiculous, really, considering what he'd just done, but there was something very intimate about being on the receiving end this time. He opened one eye again just a bit, torn between shyness and curiosity.

Ludwig took in Roderich's body and smiled. His calloused fingers traced over Roderich's hips and thighs. "I love your body," he said softly as he smiled. He gently stroked Roderich's inner thighs and then the lower part of his stomach.

He leaned down to kiss at Roderich's stomach and each thigh. He then finally looked at Roderich's member attempted to wrap his hand around it. "Okay so far?"

'...You do?' Roderich blushed, letting out a soft gasp as Ludwig's touch made him shiver. He tried to look away as Ludwig took him in his hand, but found himself staring at the other man's eyes; they were hypnotically piercing.

'Yes, I'm alright...' He was actually nervous, a rarity for him. He couldn't even figure out why.

Ludwig nodded and began a slow pace of stroking the other teen's sex. He wasn't sure he was ready yet to put his mouth to it, but he wanted to make him feel good. At least halfway as good as Ludwig had felt. He looked at the set of violet eyes. "Let me know if it hurts at all." His hands were not incredibly smooth and he was doing his best to keep a steady but not tight grip. "Maybe the next time we're in town we can..." He felt his cheeks heating up. "...get some, you know, lube or something." If for no other reason, so that Ludwig didn't chafe the poor teen's penis.

'I-it...definitely doesn't hurt,' Roderich managed, shifting slightly, his fingers and heels digging into the mattress just a little. Despite Ludwig's calloused hands, his touch was gentle enough that Roderich barely felt the roughness. We willed himself to keep his hips still, refusing to give in to the urge to buck into Ludwig's hand.

'Yes, maybe...' Roderich looked up at the ceiling, attempting to focus on the white surface rather than just what they might be able to do with adequate supplies. It would be just his luck to get carried away and come far too quickly.

Ludwig continued slow, even strokes. He imitated what he liked with his own penis. he moved his thumb over the head, teasing the slit. He watched Roderich's face carefully for signs, positive or otherwise, for how he was affecting the other teen.

He let his other hand move to his balls, gently cupping them and playing with them. "I definitely want to try more later with you."

'Mmhm...' Roderich replied vaguely. He did too, but it was hard to speak without letting out a moan. He spread his legs a little further on instinct as he felt Ludwig's other hand on his balls, fingers clenching and unclenching in the sheets.

He turned his head to the side, glancing down at Ludwig and immediately looking away, redder than ever; the other man was watching him, and despite enjoying his attentions, Roderich still felt flustered at being seen in such an exposed state.

Ludwig smiled as he saw Roderich getting so flustered just with his touch. He smiled and kissed the other's thighs once again. "I've never connected with someone so quickly. not even toth extent of just kissing." He gently fondled his balls and continued his stroking. "I want to see where this goes, even if it means just the idea of just friends with benefits."

He had never considered himself the type to do that, but he'd never thought he'd have some of his firsts with someone he'd just met. All the same, a part of him hoped something more than just sex would come from this.

Roderich opened an eye, peering down at Ludwig. 'R-really...well, I'm not going to say no...'

He smiled faintly, pleased that Ludwig seemed so taken with the idea- or taken with him, perhaps. 'You're quite sure you won't regret it in the morning?' Roderich wouldn't blame the other boy if he did, but he rather hoped they could remain, at the very least, friends.

"I am," Ludwig said honestly, moving up so that he could kiss Roderich on the lips. "Very sure I won't regret it." He smiled and moved up to kiss him. "I like you. Even if it's just as friends. I like you." He pressed his lips to kiss him and smiled.

He resumed what he was doing with Roderich's sex and moved to lick the mole just once.

Bringing a hand up to rest on Ludwig's back, Roderich sighed into the kiss, gasping as he felt the other man's hands and tongue. Reassured by Ludwig's words, he relaxed, beginning to let himself go and allowing a few more breathy sounds to escape.

It was pointless to hold back or question it any more, he reasoned; perhaps there simply was such a thing as an instant connection. And if not, it didn't hurt to be hedonistic and just enjoy himself tonight.

He smiled and continued pumping the other, alternating pace and how tight his grip was. He moved his tongue again to the man's mole, licking it as he kept up his stroking.

He wanted to grin at the sounds that Roderich was making. He couldn't help that they made him very pleased with himself. He wasn't lying earlier when he said he liked him. He really did. The initial connection was something he'd never experienced before. He couldn't imagine regretting this.

'Ah...Ludwig...' As Ludwig increased his pace, tongue now lapping at his mole, Roderich found self-control even harder than before. He let out a soft moan, fingers alternately grasping at the sheets and Ludwig's shoulders, and toes curling as he felt himself getting close to the edge.

Roderich hadn't enjoyed himself with someone this much in a while, and he hadn't genuinely liked anyone for ages; already, he felt this new school was turning out to be a good experience.

Ludwig smiled and continued his assault on Roderich's mole while he continued stroking him. He doubted he could really complain about this. At no point had he felt like this, and he liked it, even if it scared him how easily he had lost control with his new roommate.

He smiled and moved over to kiss him on the lips. He continued stroking him slowly.

Mouth opening invitingly at Ludwig's kiss, Roderich arched into the other man's hand, his own hand finding its way into blond hair. He let out a whimper, muffled by Ludwig's lips; the slow pace was at once a pleasure and a torment.

He was far too distracted to think straight, but if he could have, he would have wondered what it was that had made him so open with this new friend- and vice versa.

Ludwig quickened his pace a bit with his hand as he let his tongue explore Roderich's mouth. He didn't want to go too slow or too quickly out of his own inexperience.

He memorized the feeling of the man's sex in his hand, the texture, how it felt. It felt as right as he'd always assumed it would through all of his questioning and self-doubt. So he was gay. He'd always known that, really, and this was just confirmation.

He smiled into the kiss. It was a very enjoyable confirmation.

Roderich leaned up into the kiss, tongue eagerly moving with Ludwig's as he felt the other man's hand move faster. He was close now, and he moaned into Ludwig's mouth, clutching at his shoulders.

Finally, he could hold back no more, and he broke the kiss, crying out and arching his back as he came. It took him a few seconds to stop his shuddering gasps, but eventually he lay still, eyes closed. Cautiously, not to mention red-faced, he opened an eye to look up at Ludwig, offering him a small smile, but couldn't quite find any words.

The blond offered a shy smile back and kissed Roderich's forehead before glancing down at the mess on his hand. Tentatively, he licked at his hand and tried very hard not to make a face. He did eventually bend down and wipe it off on the towel from his shower. "I'm sorry. Just not used to the way it tastes just yet."

He slid beside Roderich and lay on his side. "Was that okay?" he asked as he looked down at the brunet. "I think with practice, I could do better."

Roderich chuckled, voice slightly weak. 'Don't apologise.' He shifted to look at Ludwig, reaching out to brush the blond's hair from his face affectionately.

'It was...quite a few notches above okay, I'd say, but for what it's worth...' Roderich smiled a little slyly. 'You can practice on me as much as you like. How do you feel?' He was curious to hear the other boy's thought's on what they'd done, considering it was his first experience with another man.

"I really enjoyed it," he said before kissing Roderich softly on the lips. "I don't think I could have enjoyed it more." He smiled and put his hand over Roderich. "Though it frightens me a little at how quickly I managed to connect with you, especially enough to do this." He blushed. "But I don't think there will be any regrets."

Roderich smiled, gently bringing Ludwig's hand to his lips. 'I'm glad you enjoyed it, I'd feel bad if your first experience wasn't good. And you're not the only one who feels a little strange at doing something like this so quickly. But it's not a bad thing.'

'So...is there anything you'd like to talk about, or ask? I mean...' He laughed quietly. 'If you're still nervous or feel strange about this, perhaps I can put your mind at ease.' Truthfully, Roderich just wanted to hear Ludwig talk; he enjoyed speaking with him as well as their other activities.

Ludwig paused, not entirely sure what to say to Roderich at first. "What was your first experience like, like this?" Ludwig asked as he settled on the bed and ran his fingers over the other teen's arm and shoulder. "I know that this will be an interesting story for me down the line."

He chuckled. "'I met my roommate and before the day was over, we were having fun in the bedroom, He was my first for a number of things, and I really liked it."

Ludwig heard his phone going off on the floor. "I wonder if I should get my phone out. Could be my parents."

He leaned down to his pants beside the bed and pulled the phone out. "I'm so sorry about this."
He opened up the phone to see a text from his brother. "Oh. Wow. Gilbert said that it looks like a girl we lived next to when we were young, back in Texas I think, she has a bar in town. This could be nice or it could be bad."

He texted his brother back. "Is she the one from Texas or Germany? I remember you having issues with girls at both places."

He shut the phone and looked at Roderich. "I'm so sorry about that, Roderich." He settled back on the bed with him.

Roderich laughed at Ludwig's summary. 'Yes, that seems to sum it up...my own experiences have rarely been this...' He searched for a word. 'Easy? I mean, this has been remarkably uncomplicated. It's a nice change.' Uncomplicated for now, anyway, but he kept that thought to himself.

Roderich watched Ludwig check his phone, listening with interest to the message. 'That's fine. A bar, hm? I suppose that's somewhere to check out, as long as it's quiet. I'm guessing, since your brother's there, they're not too strict about ID.' He rolled his eyes, but honestly, being of European descent, the American drinking age seemed high to him anyway. 'Texas, you said? And she's here? Small world, isn't it...'

He nodded. "I don't know if Gilbert is drinking or not. He can put a surprising amount away. Nothing compared to our mother, mind you." He rested his head on the pillow and smiled at Roderich. "She even amazed my father, and he was a military man."

"Do you think this will stay, as you put it, uncomplicated?" He smiled at the other teen. "Since we're roommates, I hope it's never complicated. Not in a bad way at least."

'Honestly? I don't think we can predict anything yet.' Roderich stretched a little, relaxing into the soft sheets. 'I'll try to keep complications from my end to a minimum, though,' he added with a smile.

Ludwig's words made him wonder. 'When you say 'not in a bad way'...what other way are you thinking of?' He lay back against the pillow, dark hair hanging in front of his eyes.