Ludwig's room (Eridanus Hotel)

Feliciano nodded and smiled, knowing that Ludwig will. The blonde seemed the kind of person who put all his effort in doing everything he was doing, even if it was just a night of sex with an barely known boy that he could promptly remove from his memory. Feliciano had instinctively trusted him from the start, and that feeling had only increased since the beginning of the evening.

He let the other do what he had to do, waiting patiently for him to be ready, then climbed back on his lap, chuckling.

"You've already proven your hands to be amazing~" he said, squeezing lightly Ludwig's hips between his knees. He held one of Ludwig's hand and kissed his fingers softly, indulging on his forefinger and sucking its tip slowly. He took the oil bottle and poured some of the content on those fingers, still a bit wet from the touch of his tongue.

Ludwig let out a groan as Feliciano licked at his fingers. This man did something to him that he couldn't begin to explain. He didn't know how to explain it, but he knew he wasn't prone to this kind of thing.

He watched as the oil was applied to his fingers and he nipped at Feliciano's neck again. "Since my time here has been extended longer than we thought, perhaps you can show me some things as well."

He guided Feliciano onto his back on the bed, snagging a pillow to place beneath the man's hips. He kissed him soundly as his hand moved over Feliciano's sex and slowly stroked a few times before moving his fingers back to the man's entrance.

"I want to learn what you like," he said, "so please tell me."

He circled the area, letting the oil do its work as he kissed Feliciano once again. He wished circumstances were different, or that he could simply take the young man back to Germany with him, rather than know he would have to leave him there, that Feliciano likely wouldn't forgive him.

Feliciano smiled and nodded, as he let Ludwig push him down on the bed again, his skin meeting the blanket that was still warm from when they were laying upon it earlier. There were so many things they could do together, if he let him stay at his side. In that moment, Feliciano decided to ignore the fact that he shouldn't be eager to have Ludwig that close, due to his situation - dreaming was much better, no?

Taken back to reality by the other's hand stroking him again, he moaned, kissing him back and then arching his neck to expose it to his lover's mouth and tongue.

"We're doing exactly what I like doing~" he replied softly at his question. He kissed him back with passion, to show that he was really meaning it.

Ludwig's fingertips traced small circles, and his skin prickled lightly at the contact, while the oil left a warming sensation on it. It was soothing, but he was still too thrilled for what they were doing to relax already - and though, he wanted those fingers to proceed further.

Ludwig continued to kiss and taste Feliciano's neck and chest as his finger breached the other man's body. Slowly, he slid his finger in to the first knuckle, then the second. He kissed over Feliciano's chest and slid slowly up inside to the second.

He moved his mouth down Feliciano's belly to his stomach. He let his tongue stick into the man's naval and his finger slide all the way inside once he felt the resistance subside. He thought Feliciano said he'd done this before, not that it would have changed his care, but he knew that first times could be strange.

He pressed his cheek to one of the man's open thighs as he slowly worked the finger in and out of him. "Okay?"

Feliciano nodded, answering "sì" in a whisper. He could feel the warmth of the oil spreading slowly and pleasantly inside him, melting away whatever unconscious resistance.

Ludwig's fingers were big but kind, making their way inside him slowly and patiently, and although Feliciano could feel the other's desire, there was no rush in his movements, no pressure upon him.

He caressed Ludwig's hair, slowly, his fingers moving along with the rhythm of his lover's fingertips. The man's cheek pressed on his tigh, Feliciano parted his leg a bit more, giving Ludwig more space. He wanted to be ready for him, and was more than happy to let the other guide him.

"You can come deeper." he whispered, inviting him.

Ludwig smiled and kissed Feliciano's inner thigh as he moved his finger inside further, a bit deeper until he'd managed to slide it completely inside. His lips ghosted over the tender flesh of Feliciano's thighs as he worked toward the man's sex.

He kept his movements with his mouth as slow as he shifted in and out with the digit inside of Feliciano's body. "Mein schatz." He looked up at his lover's eye and took the head of the man's sex into his mouth and worked the finger in and out until he could slide a second one in, very slowly.

Feliciano moaned, the combined feeling of the fingers inside him and Ludwig's mouth around his sex were starting to make him lose control. His fingers found the edge of the pillow and grabbed it, while his other hand went on stroking Ludwig's hair, going down to explore his neck, his fingertips pressing in the flesh.

"Ludwig, go on, please.." he asked quietly, the sentence ending in a soft sigh. He glanced down at him, for as much as he could due to the position he was laying in, and met his blue eyes' gaze, half hidden under his hair, all ruffled and dishevelled. Feliciano had hardly seen anything so sexy, he thought.

"Please, I want you.. hurry up.." he moaned. If, on one side, he appreciated that Ludwig didn't put any pressure upon him, he himself could hardly restrain from asking for more, and faster.

Ludwig wanted to smile at the fact that Feliciano was so eager, and he would have if his mouth hadn't be ... occupied. Still, he didn't want to rush things. Not to boast, but he knew that he was wasn't exactly small, and he refused to hurt the man.

As a distraction of sorts, Ludwig ducked his head down to take nearly all of the man's sex into his mouth and throat and then moved his head back up before he added a third finger inside the other man. He purposely curled the digits to strike Feliciano's prostate as he started moving them in and out to simulate what wold come.

He hollowed out his cheeks as he sucked upon Feliciano with earnest, and just when he knew his bed partner could probably take no more, he removed his mouth and his fingers. He got onto his knees and looked down at Feliciano with a warm smile. "Are you ready?" he asked, while positioning himself at the man's opening.

Feliciano let out a long series of groans and sighs, as his last control over his body's reaction was taken away by Ludwig's fingers and mouth. He was quite close to coming, and there was nothing he could do about that - a part from enjoying the pleasure of the moment - when his lover stopped all of a sudden to bend over him, smiling and beautiful.

He nodded at his question, returning the smile and reaching out one hand to tug his blonde bangs behind his ear. Even in the darkness of the room, it shone lightly as gold, and Feliciano realized he had never felt so lucky and happy about any lover before.

"Sì, per favore.." he answered pleadingly.

Feliciano moved his hands down to reach Ludwig's sex, stroking it eagerly, moving forward with his hips and raising them, pushing against Ludwig to take him inside.

Ludwig looked down at his lover, slowly descending until his lips met Feliciano's. Despite the man's connections to the Vargas family and the mafia, a part of Ludwig wanted to take the man back to Germany with him.

He gasped quietly and drew in a sharp breath as he felt himself beginning to slide into Feliciano's body. The gasp turned into a full moan as the head of his sex moved past that tight ring and into Feliciano's body. He nearly closed his eyes, but fought the urge. He wanted to see Feliciano as he slid into him. He didn't want to miss one moment of this.

He ached to press his hips flush to his, but he took his time as he leaned over Feliciano's body and kissed him deeply.

Feliciano held his breath, as he felt Ludwig starting to slide inside of him, very slowly - slowly, but yet firmly. He let his breath out with a long sigh, which quickly became a soft moan, in response to Ludwig's.

He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again, to meet his lover's blue ones.
Feliciano smiled, his fingers still caressing the other man's cheek and forehead, savoring each small bit of pleasure he could spot on that face.

He kissed him back passionately, while his other hand went back to grab the edge of the pillow, and his hips and legs raised to welcome Ludwig inside him.

"More, more~" he purred inside the kiss, his tongue licking greedily Ludwig's lips, before darting inside his mouth again.

Ludwig greedily covered Feliciano's mouth with his own as he finally slid home inside of the man's body. He moaned as his tongue slid into Feliciano's mouth. He used his hands to guide Feliciano's legs to wrap around his own hips as he continued the kiss and waited.

He wanted a cue from Feliciano when to move on. He refused to hurt him, though it was so tempting to pull himself out of that warm body and slam back in again. He could tell it had been a while for his lover and he knew he could not be so rough. Not this time at least.

So he kissed him with the ferocity he wanted to show elsewhere. It was all teeth and tongues and lips before he finally pulled away and looked down at him again, blue eyes hooded and full of want.

Feliciano melted down under Ludwig's kiss. He gave in completely, letting his lover make his legs wrap around his waist, letting his mouth conquer his own. He sighed softly in the kiss, the feeling of Ludwig filling him made him satisfied, content. But it didn't last long.

Feliciano squeezed Ludwig's hips, kissing him back with as much greed as his lover's, his mouth keeping the rhythm, his lips moving over the other's mouth as if he was to devour it. As the other pulled away, he let his head fall back on the bed, eyeing Ludwig with open desire.

He smiled back at him; the wait for the other to move inside him was tender and painful at the same time, and Feliciano couldn't resist any longer.
Leaning forward, Ludwig's head between his hands, he took the blonde's lower lip between his and sucked it greedily.

"Go on, Ludwig, go on..." he moaned, before biting it again, a bit harder than what he had earlier.

Ludwig kept one hand at Feliciano's thigh while his left moved up to cup his lover's cheek. He didn't dare break the kiss as he slid back achingly slow until he was nearly out of the warm, tight body beneath him, but when he moved back, he did so a bit more quickly.

His hand slid from Feliciano's cheek to his hair and he kissed him for all he was worth. His hips were beginning to move on autopilot, setting the pace and increasing the speed with each move in and out. He used his right hand's grip on Feliciano to shift their positions just enough, just so much that he could angle himself to hit the man's prostate.

"Mein Gott..." he managed hoarse and breathless as he broke the kiss long enough to get air and to adjust to the slight change in position. "Feliciano, mein schatz..." He had to remind himself if he started talking too much in German the smaller man wouldn't understand him. "You are amazing," he said. "Beautiful."

Feliciano appreciated the thought, as Ludwig switched back from German to English, but he really wasn't in the mood for caring too much in what language the other was talking to him, and besides, his tone of voice was enough to make him understand what he was saying.

He buried his face in Ludwig's neck, as his thrusts pushed him a bit deeper in the bedspread. His lover was even stronger than what he was expecting, and Feliciano wanted to cry out loud for pleasure. Instead, he kept his moans as soft as he could, his mouth too busy in kissing and sucking that white skin, stretched over his tense muscles.

His sex was burning, making him shiver and groan helplessly all the times it met the smooth skin of Ludwig's abdomen.
Between all his sighs and moans, his lips were still able to put together a series of whispered "please" - even though Feliciano himself wasn't sure what he was pleading Ludwig for.

Ludwig wrapped a strong arm around Feliciano and pulled the other man flush against his body. He raised them both up off of the bed to a position where it nearly looked like he was kneeling and Feliciano was sitting on his lap. The hand that had been bracing the man's thighs was now gripping his hip as theyshifted their positions.

His broad hand spread across the middle of Feliciano's back. "Hold onto me, mein liebling." Once he was certain the other man wouldn't fall if he released the hand on his hip, he let it slide between their bodies to grip Feliciano's sex and gently stroke the hot organ in his hand.

Feliciano almost blinked in surprise when Ludwig raised him, but he obeyed promptly and wrapped his arms tight around his lover's neck and shoulders. There wasn't anything he wanted more, in that moment, than to be a doll in the other man's hands, so strong and delightful their touch was.

He shook as one of said hands found its way to his sex, fingers wrapping around it and moving up and down.

"Ludwig, s-sì..." he almost sobbed, eyes closed, searching blindly for his lover's mouth, kissing those lips repeatedly, hungrily but yet pleadingly. "More... please, more..." he gasped, looking the other in the eyes for a short moment, only to be compelled to close them again by a sudden wave of pleasure that shook him suddenly.

Ludwig rocked his hips in this new position, making his thrusts more shallow than they had been before, but allowing him to last longer, and quite honestly, hold his lover more closely. The sound of the man's tenor voice, desperate almost, did almost as much to him as the feeling of him around him in every way possible.

He happily kissed him back, just as happily held him and stroked him as they did. He didn't know the last time he'd felt like this with another person, didn't know if he ever had. This would hurt later, both of them would be hurt and it caused a small amount of ache in Ludwig's chest at the passing thought of it. Right now wasn't the time for it. He wanted Feliciano too badly, all the other confusing emotions could take a back seat for the moment.

He broke the connection with the other's mouth and pressed his to the curve of a warm neck, tasting salty-sweet skin and nipping at it. "Mein liebling..." It was a phrase that came unbidden for the second time that night, one that he'd never used for a bed partner, and one he couldn't seem to stop calling Feliciano. "Sie fühlen sich unglaublich," he rasped as he lifted his hips higher, faster into the other man. He was lost, his ability to translate for himself long gone. "Ich könnte dies die ganze Nacht." He nipped at the other side of Feliciano's neck. "Mein schöner Liebling."

(according to google translate... because my german is still very minimal, "You feel so amazing. I could do this all night. My beautiful love."

Feliciano groaned louder, gasping for air and then kissing him back again, his grip on Ludwig's shoulder tightening as if he was drowning, and Ludwig was the only thing that he could hold onto to save his life.

He arched his neck again, in total delight, as the other went down to kiss it. Feliciano couldn't understand a word of what the other man was saying - although, again, he was probably too busy and overwhelmed by what he was feeling, that he might have misunderstood the other man even if he had been talking to him in English.

"N-non capisco... una sola parola..." he answered, gasping heavily. "...ma mi fai impazzire. Non fermarti, ti prego... don't stop..." his voice sounded almost in pain, although it surely wasn't pain that he was feeling. Each stroke, each movement Ludwig made inside his body brought him closer to coming. It just felt so good, so perfect, his body so tightly connected with his lover's, their mutual warmth making their bodies and the air around them burn... he desperately wanted more, but if things had just stopped that right instant, he wouldn't have minded either.




(~>"I don't understand a single word, but you're driving me crazy. Don't stop, please, don't stop" *yay for not having to use Google translator*)

Ludwig let his hips rock higher and harder as he kissed over Feliciano's neck. He didn't have more than a basic understanding of Italian, just enough to catch a few words here and there. He definitely made out don't stop. Beyond that, he didn't have a clue. It didn't matter, he had no intention of stopping, not until they were both satisfied. And after hearing the words gasped out of Feliciano's mouth, he doubted he was capable of it anyway.

He knew he was getting closer and he sped up his strokes to ensure they came close to one another. He tried to clear his head just long enough to mutter, "Not much longer," before again capturing the other man's lips and grasping at his shoulder rather than his back for better leverage.

His movements were becoming erratic, his tongue seeking out Feliciano's mouth and his hips moving of their own will. His mind was not focused. It couldn't begin to try, unless it was on his lover. The warm, sweet, sexy man wrapped around his body.

It was such an animalistic act, yet with this man it was so beautiful he couldn't quite put it into words, German or English. "I am..." He tried to warn him, though with the condom on, there wasn't much need for it, but he was already lost in his climax, half-growling as he shouted Feliciano's name.

He was barely aware of his lover's hand shifting to grab his shoulder - to him, now, Ludwig was everywhere around and inside his body, their sweat and breath mixing together as they managed somehow to keep the same rhythm while their bodies moved faster and unevenly.

Feliciano was panting heavily, but air was the last of his thoughts, as he went on kissing Ludwig's mouth. He wanted to shout "more", again and again, but apparently he didn't have enough air nor strength to let out anything else than loud moans and gasps.

He buried his face in the man's sweaty neck, strengthening his fingers' grip on his shoulders desperately, his hips following Ludwig's fast thrusts, his sex rubbing roughly against the hand still wrapped around it - although in that moment it didn't matter, their two bodies were one thing, there was no point of distinction where Feliciano's flesh ended to meet his lover's paler skin.

As he came, he shivered violently and wrapped himself around Ludwig with all the strength he had, his chest adhering to the other's, and he could feel it move as the blonde cried out loud his name. Feliciano smiled, his mind black and empty from any rational thought - that smile, though, came to him instinctively, because none had probably ever called his own name with such intensity.

He then remained quiet, suddenly deprived of all his strength, but still firmly attached to Ludwig's chest and shoulders.

Ludwig held him at first, just kept him in his arms and buried his face at the juncture of Feliciano's neck and shoulder. He kissed the man's neck as he just breathed in the scent of Feliciano and sweat and sex. He smiled softly and looked the man in the eyes.

He lightly pressed his lips to the man's lips as he lowered them both to the bed again. He couldn't quite find words still, so he just smiled. Once he was certain that Feliciano was again on the bed, he moved his hand from between their bodies and languidly licked it clean of Feliciano's seed.

He knew he needed to slide out of the man's body, but he wasn't wanting to just yet. He saw the smile on Feliciano's face and he pressed his cheek to his lover's. "I ... I have no words," he whispered in his ear. "It was ... incredible." He hoped it was the same for Feliciano.

Feliciano laid down beneath him, letting go of his shoulders but not releasing his legs' grip around Ludwig's waist. He liked the feeling of having the other man inside him still, and he caressed his head as he saw him licking his fingers.

Arms slightly spread over the bed, his chest still going up and down quite quickly, while his breath still had to calm down completely, Feliciano looked up at his lover and his smile broadened. Ludwig's words would have made him blush, if his face wasn't already all red and sweaty. He turned to kiss the other's cheek, stroking his wet hair behind his ear.

"It was just perfect." He indulged with his nose on his lover's skin "And you are so strong, and beautiful, Ludwig." he added, fingers running down from the cheek to his throat. His body was still prickling lightly in pleasure, and even if he barely had the strength to reach out his hand to caress the other, even if he knew that he had to get up and out of that bed at some point, he felt happy, happy and complete.

Ludwig smiled and slowly slipped himself from Feliciano's body. He kissed the man's cheek. "I'm hardly beautiful," he said, "but thank you for saying so." He nuzzled his cheek and neck. He had enough scars from his childhood and job. "You, mein liebling, are the beautiful one. Delicious, too."

He groaned and carefully took on the messy task of pulling the condom off and into the trash can by the bed. He settled back to the man's side and wrapped an arm around him. "Do you need to go back for your bruder?" he asked, peppering Feliciano's shoulder and upper arm with kisses. He didn't know if he should ask outright if he wanted to stay, but he knew he wouldn't mind it if he did.

Feliciano sighed as the other pulled away, and stared at him as he threw the used condom in the bin, admiring his silhouette in the half light of the room. He didn't care if Ludwig did't think he was beautiful, to Feliciano he was just amazing.

"You're perfect to me~" he admitted sincerely, waiting for the man to settle again beside him.

He welcomed him back wrapping one arm around his waist, chuckling as the other repeatedly kissed his shoulder and arm. The smile disappeared quickly, though, as the other mentioned he would need to go back home. His eyes widened; did Ludwig mean that he didn't need him any longer? That he wanted him to go away? He instinctively curled up on the bed, looking up at the other with a questioning and almost hurt gaze in his eyes.

"Do I... have to go? I don't want to, Ludwig..."