It was in fact a long and awkward night for Germany. Every time Italy approached him with any sort of affection he tensed up and maneuvered away from it. In turn this made Italy sad and confused, he wondered what was making Germany so distant. Germany slipped away to the restroom to wash up for dinner. He splashed water into his face and stared at his reflection. His bangs had fallen out of place without his notice and he slicked them back up.
"Aw I thought they looked sexy down," Italy giggled from behind. Germany nearly jumped out of his skin and felt like melting away at the same time. He cleared his voice in order to calm himself but he could feel a blush arising.
"Germany what's wrong? You've been avoiding me ever since we got to Japan's house..." Italy said with a small frown. He knew Germany got shy like this sometimes but Japan was their close friend and already knew they were dating.
"I'm just ah... hungry. I've been really hungry. I'm going to go help Japan out... Make sure to wash your hands," Germany said quickly. Italy pouted, hunger was no excuse to deny kisses.
Dinner had gone by without any problems for Germany. He had occupied himself with conversations of battle plans with Japan. Italy was too bored to pay attention so he played around with the set of chopsticks he had.
"Thank you for making such a nice dinner," Germany said politely. Japan nodded with a small smile.
"I am glad that you enjoyed it. Since the two of you had such a long trip I suggest you take a bath before bed," Japan offered. Germany stiffed and instantly turned a bright red.
"That's a wonderful idea! Don't you think so Germany! Common let's go," Italy said excitedly trying to pull Germany with him.
"We need to help Japan clean and stop pulling my arm," Germany said sternly. Italy frowned but let go.
"That is quite alright, I can take care of everything. Go enjoy your bath," Japan said taking his fellow country's dishes.
"You hear that? We can take our baths now," Italy said happily dragging an uncomfortable Germany behind him. They went into the room that Japan had arranged for the two to share. Italy began to calmly strip before Germany. Germany turned away from Italy and waited until he had left to the baths.
"Italy has no shame," Germany mumbled as he stripped himself. Unlike Italy who had thrown his clothes all over the floor, Germany neatly folded his in a pile. Germany held a towel around his waist and peaked out into the bath. It was steamy and he could see an Italy shaped shadow at the far end of the bath.
"Germany is that you?" Italy called.
"Ja but stay over there..." Germany responded. To his relief instead of rushing towards him like the small country normally did, he followed the order. Germany reluctantly shed his towel beside Italy's and lowered himself into the boiling water. He sighed pleasantly and began to relax.
"This is nice..." Germany mumbled, sitting and allowing his stresses to wash away. There were some splashes and then Italy emerged beside Germany.
"The water is so nice and warm," Italy said. Germany only nodded and stared into the mist.
"Germany has had so much work to do recently, perhaps he would like a back rub," Italy suggested sweetly. Germany's stress and embarrassment resurfaced.
"Nien that's alright," Germany said. Italy frowned again and swam closer to Germany.
"What's the matter? We're by ourselves now... You don't mind touches when we're alone," Italy said.
"I just don't feel like it right now," Germany said sternly, he was annoyed that Italy was pressing the matter.
"Ger... Germany? Do you not like my touches anymore... You hate me don't you... You just think I'm annoying and clingy and you hate me," Italy blubbered. He began crying and sniffling. Germany instantly softened. He hadn't meant to be so distant, he had just wanted to avoid the outcome of his dream... or did he?
"Italy I don't hate you and I don't hate your touches... I really enjoy them... a lot," Germany said, finding himself blushing to admitting it. Italy's tears calmed.
"You mean it?" Italy said hopefully.
"Ja Italy, Ich liebe dich. I just... had a weird dream on the plane that has been occupying my mind. I didn't mean to hurt you," Germany said softly. He kissed Italy on the cheek to show he meant it. Italy smiled and affectionately rubbed the spot that Germany had kissed.
"So what was your dream about? Did Britain capture you?" Italy asked. Germany shifted in his spot.
"Nien... It was about you and me... Actually we were in the hot springs just like we are now," Germany confessed. Italy oohed.
"What happened? What happened?" Italy demanded. Germany was flustered and almost wished he hadn't brought up the dream at all.
"Well... We... Um... I gave you... I gave you," Germany mumbled, trying to form the next few words.
"What what what? What did you give me?" Italy persisted.
"A blow job," Germany spilled. Italy's cheeks went pink and he didn't say anything for a few minutes.
"Wow... We haven't done anything like that..." Italy said, stating the obvious because no other words would come.
"Ja... I know," Germany said.
"Did you like it?" Italy asked curiously. Germany blushed.
"I didn't... hate it," Germany said.
"Then you liked it?" Italy pressed. Germany blushed more.
"I suppose so... It did... Turn me on," Germany admitted. Italy blushed and smiled, it was rare for Germany to be so open.
"Well maybe we should..." Italy said, stopping to giggle, "Make your dreams come true". By this point Germany's face, neck and ears were on fire.
"Make... it come true? I mean... Are you ready for that?" Germany said shyly. Italy smiled and took one of Germany's hands into his own.
"Germany ti amo, I want to make you feel good tonight... I've wanted to for a while but I was worried I would shock you with the idea," Italy giggled. Germany stared at Italy with shock, he hadn't realized that his innocent Italy had ever thought about sex before. Although then he remembered that Italy was known for good lovers and it made more sense.
"If.. you're sure that you won't regret anything," Germany said uncertainly. Italy kissed him on the lips.
"I could never regret making my Germany feel good," Italy said. With that they exited the bath and retired to their room.
(Final chapter coming soon! Warning it will be rated M for mature!)