Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia
Italy walked into the room where Germany was reading and looked hopelessly lost. "Vat is it Italy?" Germany looked up at his mate.
"Sex?" Italy asked. The blush that consumed Germany nearly heated the whole room and was red as a tomato.
"V-vat?" Germany stammered.
"Please Ludi?" Italy asked softly. Germany felt his blush, if it were possible, grow even hotter.
Hours later Germany had gone to fetch some ice for his mate's incredibly sore rump. Italy pulled out his phone and texted France thanks for the suggestion. France's immediate response asked if it worked and Italy replied in the affirmative. Germany returned with a handful of ice in his hand and began gently applying it to the sore areas.
When Italy had finally fallen asleep Germany resumed his book. That was, until Italy made a soft keening noise in the back of his throat. It was usually the first sign Germany got when Italy wanted sex. Italy would later drop less subtle hints but this time had been different. Maybe the noise meant something different as well. Italy pressed closer to Germany and moaned softly as he latched to Germany's side. "Si, si Ludwig!" Italy mumbled. That was usually something Italy said during...but Germany couldn't think of that now. He couldn't disturb him while he was sleeping, especially after such a rough night. After a few more huffs and calls Italy jerked into Germany, clutching him tight and with a shout he came.
When Italy finally woke the next morning Germany kissed him gently. "You will need a shower Feliciano. I will get you clean clothes." Germany said as he went to get clean clothes for his mate. Italy had no idea what Germany was talking about.
"But Ludi, if I shower I'll be late for work." Italy protested. Germany re-appeared, and pressed Italy back into the bed.
"Rainy days are sleepy days." Germany said pressing kisses all across Italy's neck.
"Shower with me then?" Italy asked.
"Ja." Germany said smiling softly.
