Ludwig's and Roderich's Room

'Sounds like fun.' Roderich looked up, slight smirk back in place. Ludwig was asking him for lessons? He had to admit the idea was a turn on. 'I do like to teach, as long as the student is eager...and obedient.' He gave Ludwig a tiny wink to let him know he was joking, but he would quite enjoy something a little bit kinky, if Ludwig was into that sort of thing.

'But seriously...if you've never been with anyone, you may want to think carefully before you do anything with me. I wouldn't want you to regret your first time.' He reached up and pushed a few blond strands aside, admiring Ludwig's flushed but handsome face.

"Oh, I think I could manage to be eager and obedient." If only Roderich knew the sorts of magazines he had stashed away. He'd know what a turn on that was to him. Well, if he got a little closer with where he was sitting, he might have a rather obvious clue, also. Usually, in his fantasies, Ludwig was the one dominating, but with the right person, he might be persuaded to be dominated.

He smiled. "With a friend, I don't think that you can ever regret that." He looked at Roderich. "What was your first time like? Was it with a girlfriend, boyfriend? Close friend?"

He lightly kissed the teen's forehead.

Roderich had to suppress visions of Ludwig in rather interesting positions, forcing himself to focus on the conversation. He chuckled at Ludwig's kiss; it was odd, being the one being held and fussed over while planning to be the 'teacher' in the relationship. In a nice way, of course.

'It was a boy, the first time. An old friend. We were experimenting. We, ah, tried it both ways. It was...' He smiled at the memory. 'It was perfect. Then a little later on, I had my first time with a girl. It was very different, but that was lovely, too. I've never been able to decide which I like better.'

"Then maybe you shouldn't. Until it's the person instead of the act that you want." He shrugged. "My parents could fight like the best of them, but I knew they always loved one another. They're still together, years later even. I think that's a cool thing, if a bit sentimental. But I don't want to go through life just waiting, either."

He looked at Roderich. "What do you think I should learn first? We've kissed, made out and cuddled. More practice in those or something else?" He smiled. "Because if this is what I'm learning, I can promise I will be an eager student. Even more so than I am with my traditional studies."

'Hmmm...' Roderich thought about it. On the one hand, it was a thrill to have Ludwig acting the eager student and asking for direction, but on the other, he'd better ease him in slowly. 'It...depends on what you want to learn, I suppose. I'd be happy to help you practice this a bit more...if you're comfortable with going further, that's fine, too.' He wondered just how far Ludwig did want to go; it was the first day, after all. Still, he wasn't particularly complaining.

"Not sure. Since we've just met, I could handle making out a bit more. The whole communal shower thing doesn't sound quite so bad either if it were just me and you. You know, just to... deal with being undressed around someone else." He shrugged. "On day one, I don't know if I'm ready to be on hands and knees, handcuffed to a bed, but... kissing, touching so far has been really great."

His hand stroked down Roderich's back. He wasn't usually so into touching someone, but he liked it with the other teen. Of course, he also liked the idea of Roderich's tongue back in his mouth.

'Ah, yes. The showers.' Roderich grinned, a litle wolfishly. 'I'd almost forgotten. But it sounds like a good idea, to get used to being out of your clothes with someone...communal bathing is supposed to be a good bonding exercise, isn't it?'

Ludwig's comment about being handcuffed to a bed...that was quite the mental image. He shook his head to clear it away. 'It has been nice, hasn't it?' Roderich pushed himself back up on to his knees, hands on Ludwig's shoulders. 'You're good for someone inexperienced. I've enjoyed myself very much...'

Ludwig looked up at him and smiled, perhaps a bit too proud of himself that Roderich had enjoyed things. "I'm glad to hear it," he said. "You'll have to let me know when you're ready for the showers. For, you know, roommate bonding."

He wondered if there were separate stalls or it would be like it used to be in the locker rooms at his old school, with just lots of shower heads in one communal shower area. He was hoping for the second, since the first would mean not getting a glimpse at Roderich or them sharing a stall and potentially sparking rumors on their very first day there.

He ran his hands through his hair, attempting to slick it back once again, at least slightly. He liked the friends with benefits thing, not to mention the potential for more or for being comfortable if it didn't become such.

Roderich smiled at Ludwig fussing over his hair. 'I wouldn't bother doing that, if you're going to get all wet anyway.' He leaned down and kissed him softly, before murmuring against his lips. 'Ready whenever you are. I hope there's no one else there, I wouldn't want to cause a scandal.' His smile suggested he didn't particularly care if they did.

What he'd seen of Ludwig in his clothes was more than enough to make him want to see him out of them. He was a little embarrassed, somewhere in the back of his mind, at the thought of being naked around someone he'd just met, but it would be worth it.

Ludwig smiled against Roderich's lips. There was a nagging part of his mind that said this was a bad idea on the first day, but he wasn't the type to take risks, and if there was ever one he wanted to, this was it.

He stood and helped Roderich stand as well. He did his best to pretend he wasn't partly aroused at the whole thing and to keep anything from being particularly noticeable.

"Do you have your shower things somewhere handy?" He walked over to the closet to get his, as well as a pair of boxers and a tank top to change into after the shower. Though he was comfortable with Roderich seeing him, he didn't particularly want to be walking down the hall in just a towel, nor did he want to put dirty clothes back on a clean body.

Roderich allowed himself to be helped up, and fished around in his suitcase for a towel. 'Yes, I'll just find a shirt or something to put on...' He pulled out another, plainer shirt than the one he was wearing, a pair of loose pants and some underwear. He hunted around for soap and shampoo, bending over to better see into the monstrosity that was his case.

Ludwig grabbed the chrome basket that held his shampoo and soap, managing to catch a glimpse of Roderich's behind as he turned back around. He was going to have to try very hard to keep himself in check for now. He'd already done more with his roommate in one day (with plans to go further) than he'd ever done with people he'd known for months. The other man might have been smaller in frame than he was, but he really did have a nice butt.

"Well, as soon as you're ready, I'm ready to go." He had his towel and change of clothes under one arm, the basket in his other hand.

'Mmhm. Yes, I have everything,' Roderich replied, straightening up with an untidy armful of his things. 'I'll leave the glasses off for a while, I think. Shall we, then?' He nodded at the door.

It was strange, but it was easy to be comfortable around Ludwig. They weren't exactly alike, but there was something similar about them- ironically, it may have been their standoffishness. Somehow that made them relaxed in each other's presence.

Ludwig glanced at the odd assortment of bottles and such the other teen had in his arms. He offered out his own basket, which held only a washcloth, liquid soap and shampoo. "Want to just put your things in here? Or some of them so you don't drop anything on the way there?"

He had to admit, though, that it was fairly amusing to see him trying to keep hold of the armful of items. Still, he felt it was unfair not to at least offer the basket for the shower items. Especially if they were going to be sharing.

And that thought send things straight below the belt and Ludwig shifted a bit so it wouldn't be noticeable.

'Oh, thank you.' Roderich managed to juggle his bottles into Ludwig's basket; a particular soap, a certain shampoo, et cetera. He was picky when it came to looking after his hair and skin. As he dropped them in, he happened to look down, and did a brief double-take at what he saw. He looked away quickly, stifling a smile. Looks like his student really was eager.

'Let's go, then. I think we both need that shower.' The cold kind, it seemed.

Ludwig nodded, hoping Roderich hadn't noticed, but grateful that, if he had, he hadn't said anything. He opened the door for the other teen and followed him out into the hall, making a beeline for the bathrooms and shower.

(going to move this to the showers now)

Roderich blushed, yet again. 'Thank you...really, I'm nothing special.' He stepped into the room, dropping his things into the suitcase again. He'd sort them out later- right now he had more pressing matters on his mind. He perched on the edge of his bed, running his fingers through his damp hair, and giving Ludwig a slightly shy smile.

Ludwig walked into the room and sat beside him. "Why do you always say that about yourself? You're a very good looking guy, but you keep trying to undermine yourself."

He tentatively brushed back Roderich's hair with his hand. "And you have sexy eyes." Oh, there it was, the familiar blush on Ludwig's cheeks that had faded since the shower. "And this." He lightly touched the mole on Roderich's cheek. "Very unique."

Roderich stared, about to stutter a reply- probably something like 'Stop, you're embarrassing me...'- when he felt a shiver go through him at Ludwig's touch. The mole was...odd. For reasons he couldn't begin to fathom, it never failed to turn him on when someone touched it; it had caused the occasional awkward moment during puberty. Right now, though, it was hard to decide if it was a good or bad thing. He bit his lip, wondering how to explain it.

"I'm sorry," he said. "Did I say something... or, does it hurt?" He stopped himself short of saying if it hurt, maybe Roderich should get it checked out for cancer, but even as inexperienced as Ludwig was, he knew skin cancer was a real mood killer. Instead, he moved his hand down to the other teen's shoulder and looked him in the eye. "Really, if I said anything. I'm sorry. But I think you have nice eyes and the mole is cute." There was a word he didn't use often and felt foreign on his tongue. "Suits you."

He also realized he was rambling. This is why he was better off as the strong, silent type.

Roderich almost laughed. 'What? No, no, nothing like that.' He pointed to his mole, sighing. 'This thing...it, well, it sort of acts as a...an erogenous zone. That's all...' That's all, what a stupid thing to say. It's hardly a normal occurrence. 'Um...thank you for the compliments, it's...I'm happy you think so.' He fidgeted, eyes on the bed instead of Ludwig. He suddenly felt very shy, and he couldn't quite figure out why.

"Really?" Ludwig asked, looking at the mole. "Like it's wired somehow to other regions south? So, if I touched it or kissed it or licked it, it would be like doing the same down there?" Oh, that was tempting. Instead, though, he merely pressed his lips near it, rather than on it. "That's something for the science books, but it's still pretty interesting."

He moved his lips down to kiss at Roderich's jaw and then pulled back. "So, teacher, what should I learn now that we're back in the room?"

He smiled, trying not to make a big deal of the mole. Whether it really was hardwired to sexual nerves or Roderich just thought it was, he didn't much care. It was just something to log away for future use. He took the other teen's hand in his and laced their fingers together.

Roderich squirmed at Ludwig's kiss; it wasn't so much the mole as his words that caused that, though. 'You...you already seem to be learning fast,' he choked out, squeezing the other boy's hand. 'And the mole...yes, I suppose it's a bit like that. Have you ever found a spot anywhere on yourself that makes you shiver? Around your stomach or something? It's like that.'

For all his talk of being the teacher, and his experience compared to Ludwig, he felt as though he was the one being seduced now. It wasn't bad at all, either.

Ludwig smiled and leaned in to kiss him properly, lips to lips. His hand cupped Roderich's cheek. "I think that's pretty interesting, though I've never explored enough with my body to find such a place. Some day, for the sake of science, you'll have to see if you can find one."

He couldn't believe those words had come out of his mouth, but he was almost impressed with how experienced they'd seemed. He kissed him again and let his hand trail down the side of Roderich's neck to beneath the collar of his unbuttoned shirt.

Roderich brought his hand up to cover Ludwig's as he returned his kiss, stroking it gently. Pulling back enough to catch the taller man's eye, he said softly, 'I could help you find one now, if you wanted. Just so you know for future reference...'

Ludwig certainly seemed to be more at ease now, and much more flirtatious; it made things easier for Roderich, but it also made it harder to hold himself back. Right now, for example, he was very tempted to straddle Ludwig, or pull him down on to the bed; he mentally shook himself as the thought crossed his mind. He really was letting himself lose control far too easily these days.