Do not own anything
Apologies for the title, could not come up with a better one

Pairing: GermanyFrance

Warning: Au, mythology, slash, dif species


Where the Wild Things Are: The Centaur and the Nymph


Blue eyes scanned the area, frowning at the sound of rustling and was that giggling? He sighed and resumed his walk through the woods. His brother was once again, lost in the woods, doing Zeus knew what. Like always, he was sent to retrieve him which made him wonder just how it was that the other centaur was the eldest of the two.

His eye twitched when he heard more rustling, and he was sure now, that there was giggling involve. Of course, there were nymphs in the forest, stalking him. He was hoping it was not any nymphs from Artemis group, because then he would have to worry for his brother. It wouldn't be the first time he got in trouble with the Goddess and her nymphs. He tightened his hold on his bow that he held in his right hand.

"Wait!" A sudden voice caused him to stop immediately. He looked over and felt his breath taken away. There stood a beautiful blonde, with bright blue eyes, it reminded him of the sky; the nymph's hair was just below his shoulders, a perfect golden hue compared to the centaur's own blonde locks. The nymph's skin looked smooth and was a creamy color; the centaur wanted to run his hands over the slender body. He couldn't stop staring; couldn't help but feel the animal instinct in him begin to rise.

He had seen nymphs before, of course he had. His brother was always running off and trying to catch them. They also tried their best to entice Ludwig into their games, but he had never really been caught by their beauty, until now.

The nymph looked around, before shyly walking over to him. It surprised Ludwig, how shy and reserve the nymphs could be, but he knew how easily that could change with time and depending on who they were encountering.

"Shh, follow me. He is this way." the nymph spoke once again, stopping half way to Ludwig's side, beckoning him forward.

"Gilbert? You know where he is?" Ludwig asked immediately, feet stomping the ground a bit excitedly. The nymph nodded, smiling wide before turning around and rushing through the woods.

"Wait!" Ludwig cried out, before running after the nymph. They were fast, but he was a centaur and was just slightly faster. He was at the other's side in no time, and Ludwig almost worried that like other nymphs, he would go back to his vegetal form. The nymph just laughed, running merrily next to him.

"Slow down, we are almost there." the nymph said, slowing down just as Ludwig did the same. He went from full speed to slowly trotting until finally he was just walking next to the nymph. It was strange, being next to the other, who was so small compared to him. He was used to being with other centaurs….

"He said you would be coming to get him, but he never said that you would be so handsome." the nymph teased, seeming to have gotten over his shyness.

"Hn." Ludwig just grunted, but he couldn't stop his face from turning red at the compliment.

"My name is Francis, what is yours?" Francis asked, stopping fully and turning to look at Ludwig, head tilted up and bright eyes peering up at him.
"Ludwig." He answered, and unable to help himself, he reached his hand down, slowly, wanting….no needing to caress the other's skin….at least…just once.

Francis' eyes widened slightly as he watched the hand reached over to his cheek. He hesitated, fighting his instinct to flee from the unknown centaur; because he wasn't a satyr, easily evaded, no, centaurs could be dangerous. But he stayed still and allowed for Ludwig to place his hand on his cheek. Francis smiled at the look of awe that washed over Ludwig's face.

Ludwig had never touched nymphs. They were always the ones that did the touching, petting here, teasing, flirting, driving everyone mad. A nymph did not let themselves be touched except by a chosen few.

Here was Ludwig, chosen by this beautiful nymph.

"Come, Ludwig, your brother is going mad at having nymphs around but not being able to hold them." Francis giggled, nuzzling his cheek into Ludwig's hand, before stepping away.

Ludwig shook his head slightly, before nodding.
He was still in a stupor, mind only thinking about the tingling feeling he had felt when he touched Francis' cheek…..but he was snapped out of it the moment he stepped into a wide clearing.

He watched amused as his brother ran around, trying to catch the running nymphs, but every time Gilbert came close to grabbing them, they turned to their vegetal state.

Francis laughed, stepping close to Ludwig's side, hand placed on Ludwig's torso. Ludwig looked down, a bit surprised, placing a gentle hand on the other's head; enjoying the feel of Francis' silky hair. Ludwig looked back up, smiling when he heard his brother's yell at him in disbelief.

"That's not fair! Why do you get a nymph and I don't! I'm more awesome!"

Ludwig and Francis just laughed.