Chapter 2

Author's Note

Sorry about the long wait guys, things kinda got busy and having the holidays so soon, the fic got put on hold. I will try to update this fic every two weeks or so, it all depends if I'm struck with an idea for how the next chapter will go. I do have lots of ideas of what I want to put in this fic so it won't be a dead end fic. Comments are much appreciated; I like to hear what you think of it but please, no flaming. Constructive criticism is welcomed. The title is still the same just in German instead. Well, without further a due, I give you this yummy fic and I hope that it makes up for the long wait.

Pushing the door open with his back, Roderich walked into the grand bed chamber and placed his new companion on the elegant four-poster bed. Smiling down at him, he stroked the young mans cheek then ran his fingers lightly through his hair, fixing it in a way. Getting up, he made his way over to a dresser and pulled out a small object, making his way back, he placed a small jar on one of the night stands by the bed. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, he gazed upon his new companion, wondering how to proceed to the next phase.

Sitting up, he watched as the lord moved about the room. "You do realize that I could have easily walked myself here. I didn't need to be carried in like helpless woman," he said smugly.

Shaking his head slightly at his companion's comment, he decided to make some small talk, to get to know his soon to be lover just a bit better.

"So, tell me dear Gilbert, where is it that you come from?" He shifted himself closer.

"Isn't it obvious, I'm of the Deutscher Orden," he said, sitting up straight and puffing out his chest. Seeing that he got no response, he rolled his eyes at the lord. "Okay, I'm from Königsberg! Happy?" he huffed out, crossing his arms over his chest and looked away.

Oh yes, Roderich would defiantly have to whip this one into shape, and being Prussian, breaking him would present him with a challenge. But being Prussian, he knew that loyalty was naturally bred into them. Control was on a whole new page by itself, one that he hoped would not take long.

"So you're from Königsberg, what is so wrong with that?" he said lowly, shifting himself even closer till he was only an inch away. "And who ever said I had a problem with that because I recall of not saying such a thing."

"Well uhh umm… No," he sputtered out.

"And may I ask of your age?" he whispered, caressing his cheek.

"Almost 21, why?" he said with slight suspicion. "When will I get my weaponry returned to me?"

"All in due time," he said, stealing a kiss. So he wasn't too far off with his age, not that it mattered. "You must be tired, here, let me help you get more comfortable for sleep," moving his hands to undo the clasp on the cloak.

Why was Roderich acting this way? He guessed it was better then being killed and having his life spared, but then to be bitten and then asked to drink blood in order to live was something else. He did have to admit that he did feel a little strange, either from having the lord coming on to him or from the events from earlier. Having Roderich in his face was making him feel uncomfortable so he pushed away from him, halting his hand movement.

"I'm quite capable of undressing my self," he said, holding himself at arms distance apart.

"I can understand if you are shy," Roderich said with a soft smile on his face.

"What?" Gilbert said, a frown forming at his brows.

"This must be your first time, ja?" Roderich asked.

Gilbert's eyes widen at the realization of the question he was being asked, all he could do was drop his head in hopes to try and hide the colour that was forming at his cheeks. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to will away this moment before he jumped at the sudden sensation of a hand on the side of his head and a voice whispered into his ear.

"If it makes any difference to you, I'll be easy on you," he whispered into the Prussian's ear before kissing the rim, evoking a shudder. "Unless you say you want more."

"I-I don't know what I want, but-," he breathed in, still keeping his head downcast. "But I'm sure it's not this. What is the point of this?"

"This is to bind us," he said, kissing along the albino's jaw line.

"I thought you said we were already bound!" he said, shifting away. "With the whole blood exchange thing, wasn't that it?"

Sighing annoyingly, he ran his hand through his hair. "You really talk a lot. Ja, we are bound together but this is to further deepen the bind. Now bitte, be silent, I will have to gag you if all you're going to do is talk and I very much don't want to."

"But what if…..," he trailed off, fiddling with his hands.

"Just listen to your body, it'll tell you what to do," he said as he grabbed a fist full of white fabric, pulling the Prussian in for a kiss.

He worked to undo the clip to the cloak and tried to toss away the sheded material only to find that the Prussian was sitting on it. Kissing down the young man's neck, he licked up the drying blood that was staining the pale flesh, nipping every so often, enticing a low moan from the albino's throat. Running his hands down the clothed chest, he made quick work to untie the waist tie, pulling it free he dropped it to the floor. He snaked a hand under the tunic and up a sensitive, toned chest, rubbing a thumb over a nipple he managed to pull a whimper from the young Prussian. Still working on his neck, kissing and nipping, he managed to pull more whimpers and moans from the Prussian while still playing with his sensitive nipples, the combination of the two had caused the young man to draw his knees up.

Withdrawing his hand, Roderich pulled the tunic up and over Gilbert's head and tossed it to the floor as well. Seeing the work he had done, a smile crept to his lips before he rubbed a thumb over a redden nipple, enticing another shuddered moan from the Prussian's lips. Trialing his fingers along the pale jaw line, he tilted the young Prussian's chin up to look at him. Starring into confused crimson eyes, he leaned in and kissed his lips softly, running his tongue over his lower lip.

These sensations, these feelings, it was a sensory overload with all the feathery soft touches. Between all the kisses and touches, he couldn't help the moans and whimpers that slipped out of his mouth. He wanted to curl in on himself and if this is how he felt from simple touches, how would he feel when they were actually having sex. Soft lips on his suddenly brought Gilbert out of his deep thoughts, a tongue swept across his bottom lip. Trying not to panic, he let his body take the lead and kissed back slowly, opening his mouth to grant Roderich access. Roderich's tongue swept the inside of his mouth, playing with his own tongue; he mirrored his movements to play back. Gripping the back of the Austrian lord's robe, he pulled himself in close, breaking away from the kiss to catch his breath.

Ah yes, he could tell that his little Prussian has finally let go and allowed his body to take lead, now to keep it that way so no problems arise later. Gazing into lusting eyes, he softly kissed swollen lips before he kissed down his jaw line, nosing his chin up to kiss the Prussian's white throat. Ghosting his fingers down a toned chest, he rested his hand over the young man's crotch before lightly palming at it. He brought about more lovely, pleasant sounds that escaped the albino's mouth, he sucked at his neck, rolling the tenant between his teeth, making lovely marks against the pale skin. Palming at his crotch, he brought the young Prussian to full arousal, the material quickly getting damp from sweat and pre cum. Too easy, he is, he thought as he undid the birches to relieve his young Prussian of the tension.

It was pure torture and pleasure all at the same time, the playing and teasing was making him want more. He gripped at Roderich's robe, burying his face into his neck, releasing a muffled moan. Gilbert pulled at the robe, trying to get rid of the fabric that acted as a wall between him and the flesh beneath it. Seeing the button down shirt, he tried his hand at undoing them but found himself too impatient to do even a simple task so he just tugged at the collar and whimpered into Roderich's shoulder.

"Impatient are we?" Roderich asked.

All he got was a nod.

Gently nudging the Prussian back, he swept away some hair that was sticking to his forehead to gaze into downcast scarlet eyes. A soft smile came to his face as he tilted the albino's chin up to look at him; he placed a light kiss on his lips.

"How about I take care of this one this time," he said as he made quick work in undoing the line of buttons.

As soon as Roderich had his shirt unbuttoned, hands were curiously ghosting over his chest, like a child infatuated in a new toy. He allowed Gilbert to have his time, to explore the exposed part of his body, touching and feeling all parts of exposed skin, mimicking what he had done on him earlier. It brought a low moan to his mouth when the young Prussian played with his nipples in between his fingers. Then his little Prussian leaned in and started to kiss at the base of his throat, gliding his hands over his shoulders to push the offending clothing off, all the while trailing kisses along his collar bone. His Prussian trailed more kisses down until he came across one of his nipples, darting his tongue out he flicked it before taking it into his mouth, enticing a moan to leave his lips. His little Prussian was learning quickly, even without much teaching but if he doesn't put a stop to this sooner, he'll be the one coming undone.

Gaining control back over his body, he seethed the albino's work and gently pushed him down on the bed. Towering over him, he leaned in to claim the Prussian's lips yet again, working his tongue into his hot mouth. His glasses slipping down made him break away sooner then he wished, taking them off and folding them up, he placed them on the bed side stand. He didn't even need the glasses; it just gave him an air of sophistication. Resuming, he claimed his young Prussian's lips and slipped his tongue inside his mouth, exploring the warm cavern. Gliding one of his hands down his chest and stomach, he slipped his hand inside Gilbert's birches to grasp at his arousal, causing him to moan into his mouth. Arms wrapped around his neck to pull him closer as hips rocked up into his hand, trying to get more. He moved down to his neck, scratching his fangs lightly over the flesh, drawing little droplets of blood that he lapped up. Rubbing his thumb over the tip of the head, he brought forth a wanton moan from the Prussian's mouth, making him arch his back off the bed.

Licking the shell of his little Prussian's ear, he whispered, "Du sind so leicht zu erregen. Wollen Sie mehr?"

He got a whimpering nod from the Prussian.

"OK," he whispered, kissing his ear.

Kissing from his ear to down his neck, he trailed little kisses across his Prussian's chest till he got to a nipple. Taking it lightly into his mouth, he swirled his tongue around it, suckling and teasing his little Prussian as he played with him. Nails dug into his back whenever his thumb rubbed over that sensitive spot on his lover's penis, causing him to make these beautiful sounds that were just music to his ears. Gliding his other hand down, he slipped it into the Prussian's birches to pull them off and over toned thighs. Pulling them all the way off and tossing them to the floor, he gazed back at the sight before him, drinking it all in. There before him, his little Prussian was laid out, the light of the fire was glowing off his porcelain skin, snow white hair clung to his forehead, and his face was flush with colour. He could see that is lover was ready for him as his member throbbed and dripped with pre cum, and to not keep him waiting, he discarded what was left of his clothing.

He was at his mouth and neck again, wrapping his arms around Roderich's neck felt right and he couldn't help the little whimpers and moans that escaped his month. With all the Austrian's teasing touches, toying and playing with him, he felt—Oh Gott! What was that? A tingling sensation was sent through his body as he let loose a loud moan, causing him to arch his back off the bed. Hot breath was on his ear, a husky whisper breaking through the clouds that were in his head, asking him if he wanted more. Of course he wanted more! Nodding was the only response that is he could give the Austrian lord at this time. Light kisses were trailed over his chest by soft lips, and then those soft lips were on one of his nipples, toying and teasing him yet again. More whimpers and moans escaped his lips with every thumb stroke over that sensitive spot, Roderich really liked to toy and play with him, didn't he?

All feeling of touch stopped once his pants were removed, opening his eyes, he saw the lord hungrily looking his naked form over. He had to ask himself how he had gotten himself into this predicament again. But he did have to admit that the lord, Roderich was a gorgeous man with no flaws in sight. Smooth creamy skin on a lean, elegant frame that was petal soft to the touch, and swept back dark brunette hair with one loch of hair that liked to defy him and stitch out no matter how many times he runs his hand through his hair. His facial features were so young, maybe not too much older then himself but his eyes, his eyes told him that he had seen his fare share of life. They were very cold, a cold amethyst, but he could see warmth in them, probably only few saw that warmth, if that at all.

After Roderich had discarded the last of his clothing, he watched as he crawled over and nestled himself in between his legs. Towering over him, he looked up into playful violet eyes, a soft smile spreading to his lips, feeling that this wasn't going to be so bad after all. Placing a hand at the back of the Austrian's neck, he gently pulled him down for a kiss, weaving his fingers into brunette lochs. Feeling him trying to pull away, he tightened his grip in his hair, even wrapping his other arm around his neck to hold him there. He kissed the Austrian lord with full force, tongues were fighting for dominance, he nicked his tongue and lower lip on the lord's fangs a few times, tainting his mouth with that coppery taste. Exhausted for air, he loosened his hold on the brunette.

"Mein Körper ist, ist dein," he whispered against Roderich's lips.

Gazing into now soften amethyst eyes, he saw the lord's features lighten up with a playful smile. Roderich lightly pressed his lips to his own, running his tongue over the small cuts on his bottom lip quickly before he pulled away. Watching him lean over to grab the small jar that was sitting on the night stand, he removed the top and dripped the tips of two fingers into the oil. He watched as he coated his fingers with the oils then turned to look at him, a soft smile at his lips. Leaning down, he placed a kiss on his forehead then his lips as he circled his entrance, smearing the oils. He gently pushed a digit inside him, his natural instinct was to clench up and push away from the invasive intrusion.

"Try to relax, it'll be easier on you," he whispered into the Prussian's ear before he started to kiss at his neck to distract him.

After he felt the muscles start to relax around his finger, he proceeded to push deeper, coating the inner walls with the oils. Prodding, swirling, and curling his finger he searched for that sweet spot to set his Prussian off. He knew he found it once he heard his little Prussian scream, body arch off the bed, and hips thrust up. Rubbing over his sweet spot a few more times, he enjoyingly watched as the young man withered under his touch. Pulling out, he gave him a few seconds to catch his breath before he added a second finger to the first. He allowed him to adjust to the feeling of a newly added digit, before he started to scissor his fingers, slowly stretching the muscles. He kissed at the base of his throat as panting moans and screams left his Prussian's mouth every time one of his fingers would brush against his prostate, it brought a smile to his face to hear these sweet sounds.

Feeling satisfied that he was fully stretched and coated; he pulled his fingers out and reached for the little jar that was on the night table again. Dipping his fingers into the oil, he then rubbed his oiled coated fingers onto his shaft, covering it with the slippery liquid, a small moan slipped past his lips from his touch. Returning the jar to the stand, he turned to gaze at the young Prussian, his face was flushed with colour, eyes half hooded and his chest was still rising and falling quite heavily. He ran a hand through white sweat damped hair; he leaned in to place a kiss on his forehead before he rested his own forehead to the Prussian's. Caressing his cheek, he kissed his lips before he sat up, gazing into crimson glazed eyes, he knew he didn't need to say anything.

Grabbing onto the Prussian's hips, he a lined himself up to his entrance, pushing the tip of the head in as gently as he could. He watched as his little Prussian's face tightened up with every little bit he pushed inside, his muscles were tightening on him where it was starting to be uncomfortable for him. Pausing, he caressed and stroked his cheek with his thumb, leaning down he whispered for him to try to relax against his lips in between kisses. He kept kissing his lips, neck, and throat, lightly kissing and caressing his body till he relaxed enough to push the rest of himself inside. He was so tight and warm, being buried inside him brought a low moan from his throat.

He breathed, "Are you ok?" into the Prussian's ear.

He got a whimpering nod and arms wrapped around his shoulders.

Kissing the side of his young Prussian's face, he pushed himself up onto his hands; he gazed down and watched as his face lightened up. Seeing that his face was no longer contorted, he slowly began to pull back, then push back in, watching he face ever so closely for any signs of serious pain. He rocked back and forth slowly, gently going in and out, waiting to be told if he could go faster or harder, but he wasn't sure how much more of this slow pace he could take before he broke and started to plough into him. He was using a lot of his willpower to not break free and take him as he wished, and the soft moans and cries that were coming from the Prussian's mouth weren't helping much. He knew when he had managed to brush against his sweet spot when he arched up against him, his hands gripped at his shoulders and wanton moans emanating from his throat.

Oh Gott! The immense pleasure he felt, sure it was uncomfortable and messed with his senses in the beginning but once he got the rhythm of it, it felt wonderful! Every time Roderich would brush against that sensitive cluster of nerves, it would send waves of ecstasy through him. He wanted more, he wanted to feel more, he tried rocking his hips in time to get it, but this slow pace was not working for him for what he wanted. Gripping the Austrian's shoulders, he tried to pull him down, to pull his body closer to his. He didn't want to beg and plead but he wanted, needed to have more, he wanted to leave this slow pace behind.

"Bitte mehr…. Ich brauche… mehr! Oh, mein Gott, bitte mehr!" he pleaded out, almost cried in between moans.

Gott sei Dank! He thought he would never ask. He started to pick up the pace, pulling all the way out then driving in deep, as far as he could go. The sound of hard slapping skin on skin filled the room, with the mix of loud moaning cries. Hooking a hand under one of the Prussian's knees, he changed the angle so he could drive himself in deeper. Grabbing hold of his Prussian's cock, he stroked him, pumping him in time with his thrusts, rubbing his thumb over the slit; he brought forth beautiful sounding cries. He thrusted in deep every time, burying his shaft all the way up to the hilt; he felt so good inside, so smooth and hot. He felt himself was close to cuming with the tightening in his stomach and he was sure that his little Prussian wasn't too far behind.

"Together…..we must….." he trailed off panting as a wave of ecstasy left him moaning in pleasure.

Was he being asked to cum at the same time with him? It sounded like it. He knew he was close and couldn't hold out for much longer, he was getting weak in the knees and his legs were starting the quiver and from what he saw of the Austrian, he wasn't that far off either. He wrapped his limbs around Roderich's lean body, hugging him close as possible to himself when he felt the coiling in the pit of his stomach, he knew he was going to loose it any second now.

"Ich bin…. Ich bin…. Ich komme!" he cried out.

His lover's seed spilled over his hand and splashed his abdomen, with one more hard thrust in, he coated his inner walls and his cries soon joined that of his Prussian lover. His body still convulse shortly after cuming as waves of pleasure continued washed over him, leaving him panting for air. Feeling his body calm and come down from the high, he pulled out of the Prussian and sat himself next to him. He could see that Gilbert was still coming down from his high, lifting the hand that was cover in his semen; he licked a long one of his fingers, tasting his sweetness. Half hooded, glazed over crimson eyes looked to him, watching as he licked up another finger then sucked it into his mouth. Smiling down at his little Prussian, he lapped up the rest that had run down his hand then sucked on his fingers again, making a pleased hmmmm sound. Removing his fingers from his mouth, he gazed down at the still cloud surfing Prussian, a soft smile on his face as he leaned down to kiss his lips.

"You taste good," he said, smiling against his lips.

Getting up, he fetched a wash cloth and small basin of water he had sitting a side and brought it back to set it on the bed side stand. Dripping the cloth into the water, he rung it out then proceeded to clean up the mess that was on his lover's body. First, he wiped it over his forehead to get rid of the sweat that beaded all over him, then swiped it over his cheeks then playfully touched his nose with it, a smile on his face when he did so. He glided it down his neck and over his chest lightly before moving down to his abdomen, wiping up the mess that was on his stomach. He moved further south, running it gently and lightly over his young Prussian's cock, he worked carefully as he didn't want to set him off then cleaned up the mess at his rear. He rinsed the cloth and rung it out again and quickly cleaned himself up, placing the cloth back in the water basin he put it back from where he got it from.

Returning, he saw the young man give a long yawn and was ready to fall asleep, coaxing him up he pulled the down filled covers down and tucked the tired Prussian in. Sitting beside him, he stroked his cheek softly and brushed away and fixed some unruly lochs of white hair. Leaning down, he placed a soft kiss on his forehead, breathing in deeply he inhaled his scent, holding it in he made sure to become familiar with it before he exhaled. The smell of sex and blood was strongly present in the air but he could smell that of worked leather, polishing oils, and the forest on him. Though, the scent of his lover's blood was strong in the air, almost, too strong for him to stay safely with him for the night. He wanted to stay and have him sleep wrapped up in his arms, he really did but in this state he may put his little Prussian's new life at risk and that was something he didn't want to risk.

Kissing his forehead one last time, he whimpered, "Gute nacht, mein kleines Preußischen. Gut Schlafen."

Quickly, he picked his garments off the floor and clothed himself, grabbing a long black coat from a closet; he slipped it on and slipped out the door. Racing through the corridors and up the stairwell, he burst through the doors of the balcony, running to the edge, he breathed in the fresh night's air. The bed chamber was filled and over powering with his sweet scent, if he stayed any longer he may have harmed his dear Gilbert, though he would try his damnest to have no such thing and he did. Filling his lungs with the sweet spring night air, he cooled and calmed himself down. Gazing up into the night sky, he saw not a cloud in sight; the moon was already high in the sky and full. His eyes flashed a golden yellow quickly before returning to their violet amethyst colour, his ears picked up a faint 'crack' come from the woods and he turned his head in the direction of the sound. Leaping off the edge of the balcony, he fell for a good fifty feet, landing softly and silently on paws. He was now a large majestic wolf with thick chestnut brown fur, eyes with amethyst around the pupil fading into golden yellow. He raced off into the dark woods in hopes to satisfy his thirst so that he could come back home to his little Prussian lover safe.

German translations

Deutscher Orden - Teutonic Order/German Order

Königsberg - Once was Prussia's capital

Ja - Yes

Bitte - Please

Du sind so leicht zu erregen. Wollen Sie mehr? - You are so easy to excite. Do you want more?

Gott - God

Mein Körper ist, ist dein. - My body is your.

Bitte mehr…. Ich brauche… mehr! Oh, mein Gott, bitte mehr! - Please, more… I need…more! Oh, god, please more!

Gott sei Dank! – Thank god!

Ich bin…. Ich bin…. Ich komme! - I'm…. I'm…. I'm coming!

Gute nacht, mein kleines Preußischen. Gut Schlafen. - Good night, my little Prussian. Sleep well.