GerIta room... for fluffy/smutty goodness

Ludwig kissed down Feliciano's neck and looked at him. "Ich liebe Dich." His hand stroked Feli's inner thigh and teased around, but never touched that area.

"Das weiss ich, ja. Und ich liebe dich auch~" he answered softly, groaning a bit while rubbing his leg against Ludwig's side.

His tongue teased Ludwig's throat, while his fingertips traced a light path in the middle of his chest, reaching slowly his stomach, and playing a bit around his belly button.


((Why is he trying to speak German anyway.))

Ludwig smiled. "Your German is getting better. Vorrei poter dire lo stesso per il mio italiano, amore mio." He knew he'd butchered his lover's language, but he'd tried. His cheeks turned pink all the same, only being distracted a bit as fingers found his belly button and tickled a little. The muscles in his stomach clenched and he bit his lip.

To distract Feli from doing it again, he moved down and licked at the man's nipple, tongue circling around it.

"But your Italian is bet- mh." he groaned again, feeling the other's tongue moving around his skin, warming his chest and making his heartbeat go immediately out of control.

Feliciano's hand rested between them for a while before moving again, this time going further. He blushed a bit in the meanwhile, but it wasn't embarrassment.
With his free arm, he held Ludwig's shoulders tight, nibbling his ear with eagerness; desire was making him almost shiver.

Ludwig moaned and let his own hand finally move up Feliciano's thigh and gently begin teasing him. "How do you want to do this?" This was a first for them, and he wanted Feliciano comfortable with whatever they ended up doing. His hand cupped then gently began stroking.

He tried to control a quiet groan of his own as a smaller hand than he was familiar with there was so near to touching him.

Feliciano looked at him, his hand stopping for a moment while he thought about the answer. He wasn't sure of it, though; being that his first time, he didn't really- whatever he was going to answer stopped before reaching his lips, replaced by a louder groan.

The grab on Ludwig's shoulders became harder, and after some moments Feliciano's hand began moving again, imitating Ludwig's strokes, hoping he didn't mind it.

"Everything you want is fine... I trust you..." he whispered against his ear, kissing his forehead devoutly.

Ludwig was touched by the trust in the smaller man. However, the touching he was doing made him moan quite loudly. It took all the willpower he had to back away. He knew the logistics, had fooled around in the past, but this was different. This was Feliciano. He supposed that was why the other man's touch was affecting him so strongly.

He smiled down at him before going to the bedside table to retrieve some lube. "You really... trust me to top."

There were some who still didn't fully trust the man. Others who trusted him only to hurt them in sex. Never had he had someone trust him not to hurt them. Not like the man beneath him was now.

He smiled and kissed down the brunet's jaw and his ear. "It will feel strange, but I will do my best not to hurt you, though... it may since it's your first."

He nestled under Ludwig, suddenly aware of how much stronger than him the other was. For a moment he wondered what would happen if he decided to retreat in that very moment. Would Ludwig let him go? Or would he use his strength to pin him down, and force him?

But Feliciano didn't wish to retreat, for once. Although he was a bit scared - he couldn't help it - he still knew he was in safe hands. He had be scared in many occasions, before, but since when Ludwig had been with him, he had always helped Feliciano out.
He couldn't possibly do him any harm, Feliciano was blindly sure of it.

"It's fine, I don't think you can hurt me... but even in the case, I wouldn't mind, if it's Ludwig~" he answered softly, caressing his neck and hair tenderly.

Ludwig held him and smiled. "I don't want to hurt you, and I will try my very best not to." He caressed his cheek. "But first, I want you to feel very, very good.

He moved his head down to take Feliciano into his mouth. He gently kissed down the man's belly on his way, making sure to caress each of his thighs and kiss them as well. Finally, his mouth encircled the other man's member and slowly dipped his head down to take in more.

He looked up at Feliciano to see the other man's reaction. His fingers teased the inside of Feliciano's thighs and worked their way toward his crotch and then his knees. He bobbed his had once, then twice.

He wanted to answer that he felt good all the times he was with Ludwig, but all of a sudden he felt too weak to speak.

His right hand followed the path Ludwig's head traced along his chest and belly, fingers pressed in the other's hair, the grip becoming suddenly tighter as he felt his lover mouth wrapping around him.

He let out a deep sigh, his body arching slowly under the first wave of pleasure that irradiated through his spine.

Ludwig looked up at his lover, watching as it seemed words were taken from his lips. He saw the hand snaking down the small body and felt it in his hair. It was a bit painful, but he didn't mind. He continued his focus at the other man's member, only to squeeze out a bit of lube on his fingers, enough to begin teasing Feliciano's entrance.

His forefinger began circling around the opening, not pushing in, just a presence there.

All the while, he brought his mouth up to the head of Feliciano's sex and let his tongue play there.

Feliciano stretched, his legs opening a bit wider as he felt Ludwig's fingertips running and caressing the skin between them, a silent invitation for the other to dare more.

Feeling his fingers there was a bit weird, but he didn't wish that sensation to disappear - he wished it to grow stronger. He wanted to be filled by it slowly. His left hand reached out for Ludwig's hand, pushing it slightly inside.

He kept stroking his hair; his light movements followed the rhythm of his lover's tongue, fingers trembling every time that the touch of his mouth made him shiver or groan in pleasure.

Ludwig was surprised at his lover's forwardness, first the legs parting, then the hand pushing his finger inside. He tried to keep it slow at first, slipping the finger inside just a bit, then a tiny bit more. An inch, then another.

Finally, the whole finger was inside and he pulled it out, then slid it in again. He tried curling it forward to find that magical little spot inside.

Mouth moving momentarily from Feliciano's sex, he looked at him. "Let me know if it's too much. I'll need to add another soon."

His finger finally struck home and he gently rubbed at the smaller man's prostate, then took a lick at the length of his sex just for good measure.

He bit his lower lip harder and harder, as he felt Ludwig's finger slide inside him. It wasn't painful, just a bit strange... and good, he realized all of a sudden, as the finger moved, touching some point inside him which he didn't know existed.

"I-it's fine." he answered, gasping a bit.

Well, it was more than just fine, to be honest - he trembled, his grip on Ludwig's head becoming stronger as he held it tighter and closer to his body.

The blond smiled at getting such a reaction from his lover and began trying to work a second finger inside of him. It took a bit of work, given how tight the other man was. To distract him, he let Feli's hand guide him back to his erection and his mouth to begin kissing, licking and sucking in an effort to distract him.

With two fingers inside after some time, he alternated between moving them in and out of the smaller man and spreading them a bit to prepare Feliciano for more to come. Every so often, just to see that look of pleasure on the other man's face, he purposely struck his prostate with his fingers. Sometimes, he even rubbed it, knowing he was likely overwhelming the man with sensations and reveling in it.

((I've had the window with this thread open for like two days without replying, sorry .___.''' I was distracted by stuff going on. Such a Felifail.))


His eyes closed, Feliciano let everything go, as the sensations overcame him like a tidal wave arising from... well, all the parts of his body which were currently under German invasion.
The second finger hurt a bit, but in his small moans there wasn't trace of pain. He parted his legs a bit more, the hot and tender skin of his tighs rubbing against Ludwig's strong shoulders, squeezing them a bit.

Feliciano surely wan't ashamed of his gasps and groans - his only preoccupation was to feel his lover's tongue, mouth and fingers on his skin, each smallest piece of his flesh trembling and longing for that burning contact; light shivers kept teasing his spine as he arched slowly over the mattress.

Then, the tension reached the limit, and all the heat exploded in a multitude of fireworks. He let out a small cry and plunged his fingers deeply in Ludwig's hair, his back relaxing all of a sudden - he fell back on the bed, breathless and sweaty, his eyes still closed.

Ludwig could feel himself getting harder at Feliciano's moans. Though he tried to listen for any sign of pain, he didn't hear them. He only hoped he wasn't so distracted by the situation that he was blocking himself from hearing it.

He let his cheek lightly touch Feliciano's soft thigh until it parted a bit more, giving him greater access. He wanted to smile as he heard how much his lover was enjoying it. His fingers curled inside of his body again to strike that sensitive spot, his mouth going down further over his member.

It wasn't long before he felt the man's body tighten around his fingers and Ludwig suddenly found himself attempting to swallow his lover's release. His hand moved to gently release Feliciano's hand from his hair as he saw he missed swallowing a bit. As he moved back, he lightly licked his lips and smiled. "Do you want to continue?" he asked, his voice raspy from previous activities.

For a couple of dark, long moments, Feliciano remained lost in the sweet warmth that was filling his body, only slightly aware of his heartbeat, gradually slowing down.
As he heard Ludwig's voice, he forced himself to open his eyes again.

Leaning on his elbow, he reached out an hand and caressed gently the other's face, his fingers resting on Ludwig's wet lips.
Feliciano wanted those lips on his, now. Two fingertips run under Ludwig's chin, lifting it as he stared in his blue eyes.
"Sì, of course~"

He raised from the mattress, leaning forward towards him with an almost naughty look in his eyes and a sheepish smile on his mouth. "Kiss me, please...?" he said, his fingers teasing Ludwig's lips.

He smiled at Feliciano's simple affirmation that he wanted to continue. Ludwig had enough self control that he would have stopped if the other man was spent, but he genuinely wanted to make love to him. His smile broadened as he saw Feliciano coming up to kiss him, trying to look naughty. Ludwig seductively sucked at the end of one of the fingers playing at his mouth.

"Not a request I'm likely to deny." He leaned forward to press his lips to Feliciano's. His arm wrapped around him and happily kissed his lover. They were starkly different, but he couldn't help how he felt about the Italian.

His lips teased the line of Feliciano's mouth and his arms pulled the smaller man up so that their chests could touch as they kissed.

Feliciano wrapped his arms around Ludwig's back, his body happily abandoned in the embrace. He sucked his lover's lips and his tongue explored the other's, savoring the mix of his own and Ludwig's flavors in their mouths.

His fingers traced Ludwig's spine, caressing his skin from his shoulders to his buttocks, tickling slightly the skin between his ribs. He could feel his heart start speeding up its beats against Ludwig's chest as he held him tighter, eager to feel his warmth on the skin.

He was still surprised, at times, by how wide and strong those shoulders and back were. Surely, much stronger when compared to his own - but he didn't care, as long as he was allowed to rely on that strength - and besides, he had already proven he couldn't do without.

Ludwig smiled and nuzzled Feliciano's neck as he held him. He loved the small Italian. He didn't care what their countries' politics dictated or if there were those who felt Feliciano was not a good ally. He loved him and would find some way to be with him.

He bent down and kissed the other's chest, feeling Feliciano's heart beating faster in his chest.

"Do you think you're ready for this?" he asked softly as he looked up at him and smiled. "We can wait if you're not."

He hesitated a moment before answering.
Maybe, Ludwig's question had made him feel slightly embarrassed, for once. Or maybe his lover's movements had hurt him slightly. Or maybe, again, he was a bit scared, after all.
But even if he was scared, the desire of feeling Ludwig inside himself was stronger that whatever fear he could feel.

He leant over towards him and whispered in his ear "I also want Ludwig to feel good. Maybe I can't make him feel good as much as he does, but I hope he likes it anyway~" He bit his ear's lobe eagerly, sucking it tenderly immediately after.

Slowly, he laid down on the mattress again, inviting him with a broad smile.

Ludwig smiled affectionately. "Mein Liebling, never think you don't make me feel good. I always feel good with you." He kissed down his jaw and neck.

He got the lube and prepared himself. He looked at Feliciano , so inviting and wonderful. "Schön." He let his hands along Feli's inner thighs. and then to his entrance, teasing a bit more with his fingers before lining himself up.

He pressed the blunt head to the opening. "I will go slow, but I will stop if this hurts you. So please tell me."

He sank in the mattress and breathed in deeply, preparing and trying to relax, his legs open to hold him. A short shiver crossed his spine at the warm contact, and he held Ludwig's shoulders tight.

"If it hurts, I'll cry for your help, you know it." he simply replied, still smiling and looking at him with his eyes half-closed.

Again, his lips asked for a kiss, while his arms wrapped around Ludwig's shoulders, almost cuddling him.

He leaned down to press into him, letting his lips press to Feliciano's. He hated the idea that this would hurt him. It almost always did, and the last thing he wanted to do was hurt his lover.

He slowly pressed inside of him as his tongue traced Feliciano's lips.

He felt his tip moving inside and he moved one hand to rub reassuring circles at Feliciano's thighs. He wanted him to know it would be okay.