Blank Space

by Ashesofthesoul

Ludwig is a young ambassador trying to keep a low profile after his last scandal. Gilbert is a man simply trying to uphold the reputation of his fathers business. Unfortunately, best behaviour isn't a word either knows. (Germancest, human au. Warnings: Not exactly pwp, but the first chapter is pretty...err... rich in it. Medical mpreg later on (means like in Junior) ))

4. Chapter 4

The next morning Gilbert woke up with the feeling like he wanted to kill someone, he felt like he had a really bad hangover. Rolling out of bed he stumbled into the bathroom, kneeling before the toilet and his body proceeding to rid itself of the delicious dinner Ludwig had made for him the night before. He was still not even fully awake as he retched, holding his own hair back.

Ludwig shifted slightly at the loss of body heat, a whine escaping his lips as he started to slowly gain consciousness. However, the moment he realized Gilbert was throwing up, he bolted, grabbing a blanket from the bed and heading to his lover. He kneeled behind him, wrapping the blanket around his shoulders and holding his hair back, gently nuzzling into his back. "It's ok baby… I'm here, I've got you." He murmured, trying to be as comforting and supportive as he could be.

"Jesus fucking Christ, I feel like shit," Gilbert groaned in between bouts of vomiting, his body trembling slightly even though Ludwig nuzzling against him definitely calmed him down some, after all it felt nice that the young ambassador would be here even through the less pretty aspects of their endeavour.

"I know you do, baby, I know…" He murmured sympathetically, continuing to try to soothe the other. "Next baby we want, I'll have ok? Shhh, it's going to be ok, my darling. It's ok. When you're done I'll get you some crackers and oatmeal, alright?" Ludwig offered, stroking gently through his hair. "You're doing so good, look at how strong my love is." He praised, peppering kisses to the others head as he whispered sweet words of endearment.

"Y-yeah..." he murmured, taking a deep breath before shakily standing up and clutching the blanket closer around himself. He went over to the sink and washed out his mouth before washing his face. "Okay, I feel better now," he muttered, yawning.

"I'm glad." He murmured, before turning and crouching. "Come on baby, sick mommies get piggy backs to the kitchen where they let daddies take good care of them until they feel all better." He told him softly, helping the other onto his back and cradling him carefully, hands sliding under his ass to support him as he headed down the stairs, making sure the blanket didn't slip from around his sleepy sick lover.

"Just don't give me motion sickness," Gilbert snickered and nuzzled against his neck, holding onto his shoulders. Slowly as he was waking up he was feeling a little stronger but it was still an unwelcome surprise that morning sickness would start so soon.

"I won't, I promise." The blonde swore, carrying him to the kitchen and getting him settled in a chair. "Would you like me to go get you some clothes?" He questioned softly.

"Yes, please. My clothes are here by now, right? Just get me something," he smiled softly, still clutching the blanket tightly around himself, shifting a little in his chair and looking up at his lover.

"Would you like a dress honey?" Ludwig asked softly. "It might be a little looser for you- I want to make sure you're in as little discomfort as possible." He assured, lifting the others hand and kissing it softly. "Oh… so my mom wants to fly here to meet you in a week…" He told him nervously. Would Gil be excited to meet his mother?

"Yeah, get me a dress," he smiled softly and caressed his cheek briefly before his eyes widened, "your mom? Oh...does she know about our condition?" he asked softly, he wanted to meet Ludwig's mother of course...but it also made him more nervous than he'd ever admit. He didn't want to be a disappointment after all.

"Yeah, she does." Ludwig told him over his shoulder, moving to the living room where the boxes sat and fishing out a light pretty dress for the other, bringing it back and kissing Gilberts cheek. "She is excited to meet you.. she uhm… she knows everything…" He told him.

"Thanks, baby," he smiled and stood up, pulling the dress on over his head and letting the blanket fall. Most of his dresses were custom made to be most flattering to hug his chest, waist and ass. He sat back down and crossed his legs. "Do you think she'll like me?" he asked tentatively.

"You look gorgeous, sweetheart." The young ambassador praised, kissing his hand once more. "The most lovely little housewife I've ever seen." Hearing his lovers concerns, he leaned forward, pressing a gentle, comforting kiss to his lips, cradling the elder mans face in his hands as he rested their foreheads together. "She'll love you. I know she will baby, the minute she sees you, she'll claim you as a part of our family. It's all going to be ok, I swear to you."

"You like it?" he asked with a flirtatious smile and smoothed down his skirt. "Well, if you're sure... I want to make a good impression on her, I really do," he hummed, brushing his fingers through his hair.

"I love it." The blonde smirked almost predatorily- but playful too, as he slid his hands up Gilberts thighs slowly. "You don't have to worry honey. She'll think you're the most handsome and sweetest of all my lovers. Not that shes met any of them before. But even so. I'll just have to be on my best behaviour and try hard not to ravage you while she's here."

Gilbert decided to tease him and moved his legs away coyly, pushing his hands away playfully, a thin smirk never leaving his lips. "Ah, I'm glad. I want your mother to see that we can be a functional family," he mused.

"I dare say we're a very functional family!" The blonde protested with a huff. "Short of marrying you, and apart from the fact that we only met two days ago, and the fact that you're pregnant and a man not a woman, and dress in drag, we're- " He paused, blinking before bursting out laughing. "Ok, I guess I hadn't actually said it out loud before." He admitted with a smile, blue eyes twinkling in amusement.

"Heh, we're unconventional sure. Ridiculously rich, shamelessly kinky and I'd say we look eccentric together but... that doesn't mean we can't be functional," Gilbert laughed and patted his cheek, "unless you have a dark secret that I don't know about we're both almost respectable citizens."

"Dark secret hmm?" Ludwig leaned down, his voice dropping to a secretive whisper as he moved to Gilberts ear. "I once stole a traffic sign. Shhh don't tell." He pulled away with a grin, dipping to kiss Gilberts jaw playfully. He actually had done that though, when he was ten years old, proudly dragging home the stop sign that had been broken down in a storm.

"A traffic sign, huh?" Gilbert snickered, playfully slapping him on the chest. "How very naughty of you, Mr Weillschmidt! Disgusting behaviour!" he smirked, furrowing pale eyebrows, "I'm so very dissappointed in you!"

"Yes, as you should be." Ludwig agreed with a wry smile. "Truly, I'm a menace. It was a stop sign too. Dad decided to stick it in front of our house so people would have to stop. The neighbours hated me. When I was very little, it seems I was rather fond of running through the neighbourhood naked too. So I can't overly say I blame them." He made a face, sticking his tongue out at the other. "However will you live with such a troublemaker, my love? I'm going to be a bad influence on you. I think I was already a bad influence on you when I convinced you to let me suck your dick in a car two hours after meeting you. What on earth would your father say?"

"Oh, my father would not say anything for a very long time, then he would give me a long lecture as to how irresponsible I am and also how badly I present myself. Then he'd give me my pocket money and tell me to fuck off for a week," Gilbert said with a laugh, "I'm sure I can make you respectable man yet."

"I bet you can." He agreed with a laugh. "How are you going to do that my love? You're not going to propose in some super cheesy way are you?" He teased, nipping at the others throat. "Or you know- I'll make you a far less respectable man."

"Make me less respectable? Mister Weillschmidt, I am a lady! How impudent of you," he gasped, turning away from him in his seat. "But in all honesty... make me more wanton than I already am?" he snickered, looking over his shoulder, "I don't know what that would entail."

"I suppose I'll have to get incredibly creative, won't I, my lady?" He purred out playfully. "Well, Mister Beilschmidt, I'm sure I can come up with some ways to make you particularly wanton, wouldn't you agree?" Ludwig gingerly lifted the others foot, pressing a teasing kiss to his ankle, beginning to kiss upwards, his eyes twinkling.

Gilbert rolled his eyes and pressed his skirt down between his legs, he was not planning to give in that easy this morning. "Well, you're going to really have to impress me then, sir," he smirked, wriggling his leg out of the younger man's grasp and nudging him in the chest with his foot.

"I suppose I'll have to plan something particularly special then, won't I?" He retorted with a grin, pulling away and moving to start making the other breakfast, his mind already racing with ideas. He had a big one though. "Hey darling?" He questioned as he cooked. "Do you have any particular kinks?"

"A respectable lady like me? Never," Gilbert huffed, smoothing down his skirt and folding his arms over the table however watching his lovers half dressed body with shameless pleasure even as he moved away.

A smirk tugged at Ludwigs lips. In other words, he was going to have to just try a few different things. Maybe he'd have an excuse to finally use a few things from the box in the very back of his closet. "Of course not." He agreed with a hum. "After breakfast, why don't you take a nice hot shower baby? I know you probably feel icky after your bout of morning sickness this morning." The smirk grew, as he finally had what he was going to try- why yes, he could certainly make Gilbert a far less respectable "lady", he decided. When the food was done, he sat it in front of the other, sitting opposite him and watching him with adoring eyes. "How does it taste?" He questioned.

"I think I burned down my taste buds with stomach acid," Gilbert huffed, daintily picking at the food, "but it's pretty good either way," he decided, having a mouthful. He still ate pretty cautiously in case it refused to settle again besides he didn't have much of an appetite but he still appreciated Ludwig's homemade breakfast.

"I made things that should hopefully settle your stomach. Salty, and grains. Thats what mom used to make me when I was sick." He explained. "Like I say, after breakfast, you're welcome to shower or bath. I think I may still have a few bath bombs under the counter, so of course you're welcome to help yourself my love, what is mine is yours." Ludwig hummed out, although there was a devious glint in his eyes, and an all too calm smile on his lips.

Gilbert felt like his lover had ulterior motives but smiled charmingly either way. "Mm, I do want a shower after this, thank you," he all but purred, licking his spoon gladly, "and I warn you I might take a while."

"Oh, by all means, my love." Ludwig leaned forward, kissing his lovers head. "Take as much time as you need." That was even better still. It would- of course- take him a little bit of time to actually get into what he was planning on attempting- after all, it was a rather intricate get-up, simple, yet taking time to make sure it looked right.

"Don't mind if I do," Gilbert grinned and after finishing breakfast stood up and walked over to Ludwig, kissing him softly. He then left to the bathroom, pulling his dress off over his head and turning the hot water on until steam clouded the room before stepping in under the stream.

Ludwig kissed back sweetly, watching as the other disappeared from the room before heading up to the bedroom. A hum fell from his lips as he rummaged through the closet, grabbing the box from the back and pulling it out. Ah. He hadn't gotten to use these yet- surely this would be a delightful way to corrupt the other worse. Ludwig slipped off his boxers, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. Slowly, he slid the fabric up his legs, smoothing out the ruby red leather, before hooking the matching silk choker around his neck. A cock ring was next, the same gleaming, sinful red as the items before it, pressing onto the base of his cock. Large fingers ran through his hair, leaving the blonde locks loose and messy around his face as he sat the matching hat on crookedly. Perfect. The blonde moved up the bed, sitting on his knees, legs partially spread, reaching over to the nightstand to grab a bit of the sugar pink gloss he had bought as a whim once, pressing a bit to his lips. Truly, he looked like a vision of temptation. The ruby leather hugged his calves, smoothing all the way upwards to cradle his thighs, such a stark contrast to the German mans pale skin. His cock was already starting to grow in anticipation, causing the younger mans face to flush as he waited, the pink gloss offsetting his bright blue eyes. Now it was just a matter of waiting, the blonde never leaving his sexy pose on the bed.

Gilbert took his time in the shower, scrubbing himself thoroughly clean. After getting out he dried off and slipped his dress back over his head. "Ludwig!" he called as he headed back to the bedroom before freezing in the doorway. "My god, what's Daddy doing, huh?" he smirked, leaning against the doorframe and shamelessly staring down his lover. "Red looks good on you though, I have to say," he hummed, feigning a calm and collected, teasing facade.

"Why, whatever do you mean, mommy?" He questioned in his best innocent tone, looking up at the other from his spot. "Of course I was just being a good boy and waiting for my handsome darling to come back from his shower!" A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips at the others praise, but he bit it back quickly, aiming to keep the air of faux innocence he had going. He crooked his fingers in a come hither motion, letting himself fall back into the pillows, his fingers running up his leather clad legs, pinching the lily white skin where his inner thighs met the pinching red. His legs spread, allowing the other to see the cock ring, letting out a little mewl as he felt up his own legs, teasing himself, back arching. "Look at how tight it is, baby~!"

"Ah, yes, it does seem to be in need of some action," Gilbert agreed, folding his hands against the footboard of the bed and simply leaning against it, "ah, gosh, you do look adorable like this, darling, but I will need some more convincing." he smirked, still set on making Ludwig work for it despite wanting to completely ravage the stunning man already.

The smirk threatened to return a moment, as Ludwig gave a little nod. He reached under the pillow, producing matching leather gloves and his bottle of vanilla lubricant, slipping on the gloves before popping the cap and pouring some onto his fingers. The blonde slid the digits downwards, teasingly circling his own entrance, a moan falling from his lips, blue eyes hazy as he pressed the first leather clad digit in, moaning out his lovers name. "Mnhh… Gilbert!~ H-Hah… it feels so tight and hot around my fingers!" He moaned as he pressed the digit in deeper, beginning to stroke and tease his own walls.

"And aren't you satisfied with your fingers?" Gilbert teased with a smirk, hooking his fingers under the hem of his skirt and slipping his dress off over his head, his erection already popping up and pressing against his stomach. "Tell me what you want me to do to you so badly that you dressed like a sexy little slut, Mr Weillschmidt," he purred.

"They aren't nearly enough!" He replied at his lovers question, hips arching on a moan as he pressed a second digit in. "I want you to take me, baby~ Any and every way you can think of, I want you to fuck me slow, fast, hard, gentle. I want you to make use of this cute little outfit I squirmed myself into- you're the first to see it- and show me what happens to naughty boys!" Ludwig cried out quietly as he struck something inside him, length throbbing against the cock ring. "I want you to completely dominate me baby, use my toys if you want, anything my handsome darling wants to do his little slut!"

"You do have such a naughty imagination, my love," Gilbert smirked, climbing onto the bed in front of the younger man, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the tip of his cock. "We want you to be nice and prepared though, I don't want to break my darling," he mused, "get up on your hands and knees, babe, let me see that cute ass."

The blonde let out a hissed moan as the kiss to his cockhead, before rolling over to do as he said. Still the hat sat on his head, the young ambassador moving to rest on his arms so his ass was up in the air, before deviant fingers slipped back to spread himself, showing off all of himself for his lover, aching cock hanging between his legs.

"Oh, I do love you from this angle," Gilbert teased, lightly slapping his ass before groping it. "And look how wonderfully horny you are already, just like a teenager, I swear to god," he taunted, reaching his freehand between his lovers legs and fondling his balls.

"I'm glad you're enjoying it, you're the only one allowed to see me like this." Ludwig moaned out as those hands groped his ass, a squeak of surprised delight escaping at the hands on his balls. "B-baby!" He mewled out needily, pressing back into the touches. "F-feels good, please, oh please…" The younger ambassador pleaded. "I want to do everything my darling master wants me to!"

"I'll have a long way to go to make you a respectable man, it seems, if you're pulling stunts like this," Gilbert smirked, having far too much fun teasing his eager lover, he leaned down and pressed kisses and nips up the younger man's muscular thighs before leaning in and circling the puckered ring of muscle with his tongue.

"Mmm, I'm very hard to make respectable, I'm just such a little slu- AHHH!" A hot cry tore out of Ludwigs lips as he felt that deviant tongue teasing his most sensitive place, leather clad knees shifting to press his ass up higher for the other. "Please!" He gasped out desperately. "Oh master, please don't stop!"

"Moan louder for me, darling, mommy will take such good care of you if you ask nicely," Gilbert hummed, continuing to lap at the younger man's entrance, his hands rubbing at his hips and ass, enjoying the feeling of firm muscle beneath the soft skin.

"Please mommy! A-ah, please don't stop, your little slut wants everything and anything mommy will give!" He gasped out, burying his face into the pillows. "Nghhh, I want mommy to be dirty with me! to touch me and take me in ways I didn't even know were possible!"

"Oh, that's a good boy. Such a good boy, Ludwig," Gilbert smirked before thrusting his tongue into the younger man mercilessly, grabbing his hips hard enough to bruise all over again and pull them to himself.

God, those fingers on his hips drove him wild, the blonde pliant under every touch, shrieking in delighted surprise as the other was suddenly buried inside him,his fingers curling into the bed once more. The boots pinched and chafed in the most delicious way as he was pulled back hard with each thrust of that teasing tongue, his noises showing no sign of stopping. Yes, he decided, these boots did their job very very well. "More! Oh sweet Jesus, please baby, give me more!"

Gilbert absolutely loved having the other shriek with pleasure, it was such a massive turn on but he had to control himself. He thrust his tongue in and out several times, making sure to swirl around his walls and rub at his sweet spot too, to thoroughly prepare him.

Shock waves of white hot pleasure shot through the younger man, as he bit into his pillow to stop his noises, desperately pushing his ass back onto the other. There was no mistaking the scream that fell from his lips though as the other found his prostate- had it not been for the cock ring, he would have come right there. Blue eyes were completely hazed with lust and need now, his desire for his lover to take him a physical ache now; almost too much to bear. But still, he didn't want that wonderful tongue to stop either, everything felt too good. There were so many mixed feelings running through him, all of which told him that he'd be stupid to ever let this man go.

"God, I want you..." Gilbert breathed, pulling back and panting softly. He reached a hand over Ludwig's waist and nudged his chest up with no small amount of effort but insistently. "Hold onto the headboard, baby," he breathed by his ear, pressing kisses to the back of his neck and his broad shoulders, adoration clear in every smallest touch.

"Then have me." He purred out coyly, allowing the other to move him. He did as he was told, gripping onto the headboard for dear life. Every touch made him melt, he had never felt so loved before as Gilbert made him feel. "Of course mommy." He breathed back, curling his fingers into the wood and bracing for whatever was to come. Whatever it was, he knew it wouldn't be bad.

Gilbert maneuvered his lovers hips how he wanted them, making the younger man spread his legs a little wider before pressing up against him from behind, aligning his cockhead to the young ambassadors entrance and pushing in roughly, jerking the blondes hips back until he was in to the hilt, a low groan slipping past his lips as he did so.

Ludwigs eyes shot up, a lusty cry falling from his lips as he was filled so suddenly, his body tugging back at the grip on his hips, his fingers tightening on the hard he thought it might crack. His body quickly adjusted, muscles tightening around him and trying to take in more. He would never get enough of this, of that he knew.

Gilbert reached over and took one of the pillows pushing it in between Ludwig's legs so he could grind against it before gripping his hips again harder and starting to fuck him relentlessly, skin slapping against skin. He loved feeling the younger mans body tense and tighten around him and his moans and cries were driving him insane.

Almost instantly, Ludwig began to roll his hips against the pillow, desperate to cum and unable to because of that cherry red cock ring. "H-hah! Gilbert there… oh God, YES!" He all but shrieked, slamming his hips back against every thrust. He loved how the other could be so rough and yet still make him feel so loved. The young ambassador felt as though he were melting; if he wasn't careful he'd melt into nothingness. Blonde locks, covered with a thin layer of sweat, stuck to his forehead- had the other been able to see his face, he might have been stunned by just how young Ludwig looked. But then, when he didn't slick his hair back to try to make himself look older, he did look young, and babyfaced.

"Do you want to cum, Ludwig?" Gilbert breathed by his ear, pressing feverish kisses to his neck and earlobe. He slowed down his thrusts but opted to go for deeper, angling his hips just right to slam into the younger mans prostate. "Just ask me, and I'll let you cum, you've been so good, baby..."

"Yes please, oh please, Mister Beilschmidt, let your good little slut cum!" He pleaded, hot tears stinging at his eyes from the sheer amount of pleasure his body was in. "H-hah! Again, harder, baby wreck me, please oh God..." Ludwig didn't even try to hold his cries back now, it felt too good. He felt amazing, every touch was right where it should be to bring him the most bliss, and he momentarily wondered how Gilbert had so quickly learned his body.

Gilbert reached over again, never stopping his thrusts and eased the cock ring off his lovers swollen cock, slowly to not overwhelm his body. He then continued pounding into the younger man, pressing kisses to his broad and muscular back lovingly, trying to praise and caress every single inch of skin exposed to his so eagerly.

With a strangled cry, Ludwig came, seed spilling onto the bed. And still desperate pleas fell from his lips, as he begged the elder man not to stop. "Baby, fuck, baby… love you… love you, God!" He gasped out, gripping the headboard tighter still.

Gilbert was almost startled by his words but too maddeningly close to his orgasm to give them much gravity, he pulled the younger man's hips back again and continued pounding into the welcoming tight heat. "You're so beautiful, Ludwig..." he breathed between moans, "you're stunning, you're amazing, you feel fantastic around me...god..."

"H-hah…. feels so good… baby, it feels so good!" He mewled, still hazy from his own orgasm as he buried his face in his hands, knuckles white from gripping the headboard so hard. "Faster, harder, please baby… take all you want from me… all you need!"

Gilbert buried his face between the younger mans shoulder blades, holding his body as close to himself as he could, thrusting desperately harder and harder, a low groan slipping past his lips as he started to cum deep inside his lover. "God...my precious darling..." he breathed against his skin, shuddering.

Ludwig out a soft noise of pleasured delight as he felt the others seed filling him, white hot as it claimed him from the inside out. The words brought a flush back to the younger mans face as he panted hard into his arms, glancing over his shoulder at Gilbert and smiling sweetly. "Is it ok if I let go of the headboard now? I want to sit in your lap baby." He picked up the fallen hat, setting it back atop soft blonde locks as he waited for a reply.
"Yeah, go right ahead, baby," he smiled softly and pressed a kiss to his lovers broad shoulders, his hands no longer gripping the younger mans hips in a death grip but caressing them gently.

A shiver ran through the blonde at the sweet kiss to his shoulders, letting go of the headboard and moving until he could sit in the others lap, Gilberts cock still buried deep inside of him, those leather boots sliding against the older mans thighs. His arms draped around the albino neck, as he peppered soft kisses to his jaw and throat. "So do you like my outfit, mommy?" He purred, his faux innocent tone once more in place. "I wore it just for you~"

"Yes," Gilbert smirked, reclining back against the footboard to see his young lover better, letting his eyes sweep shamelessly over the delicious muscles. "It's very flattering on you, daddy," he mused, letting his fingers trace the younger mans thighs just above the boots.

"I'm very glad you think so." Ludwig nipped down on his lovers throat gently, tongue darting out to soothe the spot as he moved closer to the others ear, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. "I've been saving it for someone who could…" He shifted his leg, letting the the smooth leather rub against Gilbert once more, as a little smirk tugged at his lips. "...appreciate it."

"Who would've known such a respectable man was harbouring such dirty desires, huh?" Gilbert chuckled huskily, letting one arm drape over the younger mans shoulder. "My my, and you're really getting a taste for being fucked up the ass, darling, it's all very cute," he smirked.

"Mmm, terribly dirty. I told you I'd make you a far less respectable lady, didn't I?" He retorted with a grin, continuing his nips and kisses. "I don't think it's too bad. I'm getting a taste for you fucking me up the ass, my love. I do doubt I'd enjoy if anyone else did to me what you do." Ludwig mused, shifting his hips playfully to make his point, rolling them down onto his lover. "Mmmm… Mister Beilschmidt?" He breathed out in a low, lusty tone. "Kiss me?"

"Mm, c'mere you precious little slut," Gilbert smirked and leaned forward, capturing the larger mans lips in a searing kiss, starting off loving and almost gently but quickly deepening it to tongue and teeth, his hand pressing against the back of his lovers neck. He honestly loved hearing that he was the only one who could make Ludwig enjoy this.

Ludwig moaned against him at the words- fuck, he loved it more than he likely should when Gilbert called him a little slut. It wasn't like he hadn't been called that before; how many of his lovers wives had called him that when they'd found out? But when Gilbert said it, it felt more like a term of possession, of being claimed. He was Gilberts slut, willing to offer his body up at the drop of a pin- but only for Gilbert, no one else. He kissed back greedily, letting all his passion show as his own tongue danced with the others, matching all the older mans movements with just as much ferocity and need.

Gilbert groaned into the kiss, wrapping his free hand around the younger mans waist and pulling him to himself possessively until they were chest to chest. Now he knew for sure that he wanted the young ambassador to be his, and only his, and he could feel a physical need to protect him from the world and keep him close to himself, cherish and care for him.

"Nghh… baby…" He moaned against his lips, fingers brushing idly through the hair at the nape of the others neck, moving his hips once more. He loved being like this with Gilbert, he really couldn't deny that. It was though the older man filled a place inside him he hadn't even known was empty to begin with. It really was an incredible feeling. He loved this man. There really wasn't a doubt in his mind, although it still greatly confused him. He'd never been one to believe in love at first sight, and had anyone of told him a week before that he would meet a man, have hours of wild sex, get him pregnant the next day, and be hopelessly in love with him the day after that, he really would have called them crazy. But here he was, and oh, wasn't he glad for it. Gilbert made him feel such strange things, a need to both protect and be protected, to love and be loved, to touch and be touched. Never before had he ached for that scale of mutual affection and care- he'd been quite content to only fulfil the needs of his older, selfish lovers, letting them take what they wanted from his body. The ambassador supposed in the end, maybe he really was a slut. But no more. He was only Gilberts now, for as long as the older man wanted him. He pressed his body closer, until every valley and nook of skin lined up, until he simply couldn't get any closer- and still he ached for more contact. He'd never be close enough.

Gilbert laughed softly and nipped playfully at his bottom lip in reprimand as the younger man moved his hips again. "Jesus Christ, daddy, are you still not sated?" he asked with a gentle laugh, breaking away from his lips and pressing short, flirty kisses and nips against the young ambassadors well defined jaw. He could feel every breath the younger man took against his chest and he could almost swear he felt his heart beat.

"Wouldn't that imply having gotten enough of you?" He shot back with a smile, moaning at the kisses, head naturally tipping to grant the other better access, even as he began to lift his hips and drop them back down. "I'll never get enough of you, mommy. Even when I'm a hundred." He told him calmly, a wry smile on his lips. "I'll always want to be as close to you as I can." There wasn't even a hint of hesitation in the words, Ludwig meant each one. Slowly, he began to move, just small, slow lifts upwards and presses back down at first, feeling the other slide inside of him. "Is it ok, Mister Beilschmidt?" Ludwig questioned in a low, breathless purr. "If your little slut rides the cock he so loves?"

"Well, I'd hate to deny you something you love after all. God, and to think that I thought I had an abnormally high sex drive! You put me to shame really, I suppose it's an age thing, you have the sex drive of a teenager," Gilbert said with a husky laugh, reaching down and wrapping his hand around his lovers cock, starting to pump him in time with the movement of his hips.

Ludwig moaned hotly, burying his face in his lovers neck as he began to ride him, trying to arch his hips into that deviant hand as he did so, sucking and kissing at Gilberts neck until dark marks began to appear. "It's only been one round, my love." He pointed out with a wicked grin. "Are you really losing your stamina? Tsk tsk, and here I thought you could keep up with my needs."

"I just figured I sated you the night before last so we could do productive things today instead of fuck like bunnies, but I see you have other plans," Gilbert snickered and tugged roughly at his cock, his thumb playing with the sensitive tip. "If this is how much it takes to please you, I can just imagine how much you had to masturbate before," he snickered.

"It's still early." He shot back, moaning at the hand around him as he moved faster still. "Just this one round. Then we can.. mnhhh… take a shower and be productive. We'll… hahh…. unpack all your stuff… rearrange however you want… just… nghh… lemme enjoy, baby." He mewled against him, clinging on for all he was worth as he rode him, pale skin flushing with need.

Gilbert laughed and was just happy to provide, angling his hips for him so that his cockhead could rub against Ludwig's sweet spot. He kept pumping the younger man indulgently, leaning closer still so his lovers cock rubbed against his stomach, leaving smears of precum in its wake.

"Gil… baby… f-fuck… yes…" He moaned out quietly, arching his hips to take in more. It wasn't long before the German came once more, his seed spilling over their stomachs as he cried out Gilberts name. Ludwigs breath came in pants as he rode out his orgasm, his face staying buried in Gilberts neck as he simply held on, refusing to let go. A warm feeling of afterglow washed over him, as he whispered sweet terms of endearments against the others skin, reluctant to move away from his lover. Finally though, he lifted his hips with a whine. He moved to sit on the edge of the bed, slipping off the hat, boots and choker, and settling them back into the box carefully, pushing it back into the closet, before moving to kiss Gilbert lightly. "I'm going to go take a shower, baby. You're welcome to join." He hummed out, before heading to the bathroom, his body tingling in the most delightful way, a satisfied smile on his lips.

"Well, now that you were kind enough to cum on me, Ludwig, I have to join you," Gilbert teased, rolling his eyes playfully, he stood up and stretched, grabbing dress again from the floor before padding after Ludwig to the bathroom, shamelessly checking out his ass the whole way. "And to think that I bothered with a shower before this when you went and got me all dirty again," he complained.

"Those boots take time to get into, I had to distract you somehow!" He protested with a cocky grin. "It takes a good ten minutes to get them on and get the leather all smoothed out so it sits perfectly on my skin." Ludwigs grin only grew, as he glanced back over his shoulder. "You do look so pretty covered in my cum though, baby." He shot back with a wink. "But I'll behave myself now that I've made you just a little less respectable. Who would have thought I have that box of goodies, hmm? Terribly wicked of me."

"Ten minutes is a long time? Oh, darling, you are so impatient," Gilbert hummed closing the door to the bathroom after them. "Still, you're awfully talkative today, just start the shower already," he chuckled, hanging up his dress.

"Ten minutes just to put on a pair of boots certainly is!" He laughed, turning on the water and waiting for it to get to the perfect temperature, wiping the gloss off his lips by licking at them, the bubblegum taste making him smile. "Besides, you said you doubted I could make you less respectable, so of course I took it as a challenge." Ludwig grinned widely, offering a hand and helping his lover into the shower, groaning in delight as the thin sheen of sweat was washed off his body. Carefully, he spread himself, letting the others seed trickle out of himself and wash away, making a face at the loss. "You sure do fill me up good, don't you?" He teased.

"You love it," Gilbert retorted, smacking his ass playfully. "And you can't make me less respectable just by dressing up," he snickered, rubbing his hands down his lovers muscular back, "although you put lip gloss on, I was very impressed," he mused, stepping under the stream behind him and washing off the younger mans seed off his stomach.

"Very much so." Ludwig agreed without much protest, his smile almost shameless in nature. "I don't know, baby, I feel like I could definitely convince you to do some pretty bad things." He purred, even as he rubbed some shampoo into his hair. "Mmm, it tastes good, doesn't it? It's usually for when I'm home alone- Uncle makes fun of me for it. But I like the taste; I have more of a sweet tooth than I really care to admit." He confessed, tilting his head back to wash out the suds from the golden strands. "It's not becoming of a respectable ambassador such as myself to do things like eat candy and lollipops you know. Especially not when I'm so young- it makes others not take me seriously." He hummed out.

"Indeed," Gilbert laughed, wrapping his arms around the younger man from behind, "with your hair down you do look so much younger, and if you were a skinny little thing you could easily look underage. I guess that's why you try to make yourself look and sound older," he chuckled, gently stroking his hands down his abs.

"Another reason I've worked quite hard to make sure I'm not some skinny little thing. I very quickly learned after the incident with my first lover that if I was to be taken seriously, I would have to make… adjustments. Putting my hair back. Smiling less. Doubling my workout." He melted back into the others chest, his own arms resting against Gilberts on his waist. "But at home, as long as it's only me, I'm far less subdued. Most people my age are still in college, partying, having fun. I've been an ambassador for three years already, and a lover to powerful men for five. You learn that there are certain ways to carry yourself, and unfortunately, they don't have much patience with fun, as you saw in the meeting yesterday." The blondes voice was almost- resigned. It wasn't that he hated his job, although he wasn't particularly fond of it. But it was frustrating sometimes how happy his elders were to look over how young he really was.

"It's almost like you were robbed of your childhood, darling, that's awful. You're at the stage in your career where I should be, and I'm where you should be," he murmured against his back, resting his forehead against the taller man's shoulder. "You are very mature though, I'm sure you know," he hummed. Sometimes it was hard to believe Ludwig's real age after all, but then other times it was blatantly obvious.

"It wasn't absolutely terrible, of course." He murmured, turning his head to nuzzle the others hair gently. "Before Dad died, our house was always a chaotic mix of fun. Mom is an artist, and so there would be days when we'd grow tired of looking at our walls- so we'd paint. They'd let me paint any designs or pictures I wanted, and even when it wasn't very good, they still proudly kept it up until the next time we grew bored. We had a large back yard too, so in the winter, mom and dad would build snowmen with me, and in the summer, we'd make fountains to run through with the sprinkler. They were very hands on parents, I never doubted I was loved, and I had a wonderful childhood. I lived in that house from the day I was born until two weeks after Dad died. That was when things became less enjoyable. Uncle convinced mom that I'd be best coming with him. We had one permanent home, I had a school. But often times the options were miss school, not a big deal since I easily kept far ahead in my work, and go with uncle when he travelled, sit in on meetings and the like, or stay home completely alone. I'd never been alone before, it was terrifying. So of course I went."

"Still, that's quite nice," Gilbert murmured, still rubbing his hands comfortingly down Ludwig's stomach. "I mean it's nice to have that kind of childhood. I can't claim I had one but it sounds nice," he said and leaned up, pressing a kiss to his temple.

"It was. That's why I know you'll love my mom. Her art exhibit is actually this week." There was no mistaking the adoration and pride the younger mans voice as he spoke of his mother. "She's become practically famous at home, her works are selling left and right. Everyone is itching to own one of her paintings. I knew they would." He smiled, turning his head to kiss Gilbert lightly. "Don't forget. I promised to teach you how to adventure tonight." He teased, a grin on his lips. "I suppose I don't have to try to seem quite as old with you as I do with others, do I?"

"Nope, as long as you don't make me feel like a cradle-robber," Gilbert chuckled, returning his kiss playfully. "And your mother sounds like a very interesting woman," he chuckled, "and it's so endearing just how much you love her," he smiled, holding him close.

Ludwig snorted in spite of himself. "I dare say if I seemed that young, I never would have been elected ambassador, now would I?" He shot back, before his smile softened. "Yeah… mom is my hero. My favorite girl, for sure… save for if our little bean is a girl of course, but I suppose mom won't mind sharing the role with Arabella if she is a little girl. " He mused.

"Yeah, I guess so, we'll have to wait to find out which gender our child is...though do you really want to know before it's born? We don't have to know," Gilbert grinned, slowly letting go of him before stepping out of the shower and grabbing a towel, drying himself off.

"But if we know we can buy all sorts of clothes and make sure baby has everything it needs when it comes." He pointed out. "Or we could just buy a nice mix of girl and boy clothes. Baby can wear both. I feel like we're already strange enough that it'll seem normal for us to not keep our child in strict gender roles." He mused thoughtfully.

"Yeah, to be fair if mommy has a choice wether he wants to wear dresses or pants so should baby," Gilbert hummed, donning his dress once again and brushing his hair by the mirror, "I just hope no one gives our kid a hard time, for who we are."

"I agree completely." He nodded, drying off and slipping into some snug, well fitting jeans and a t-shirt that hugged his firm stomach; far more relaxed clothing than the other had seen him in yet, but still- they looked good. "We'll send our little angel to a private school; a good one. Maybe someday we can move back home to be near mom. I really want our baby to know their grandmother."

"Yeah, so we should make sure baby is bilingual from childhood, I think, since both of us are German and we could definitely move back to Berlin some day, or at least go for the summer," he hummed before turning around and leaning back against the sink with a grin, lazily letting his eyes run down his young lovers body.

"That would be lovely. I want our little one to know its roots." He agreed, smirking at the eyes, lazily stretching, a small patch of his stomach showing.

"Exactly," Gilbert snickered and slipped his fingers up the younger man's shirt a little as he passed by him and headed out of the bathroom to go downstairs to the living room where his things were stacked in boxes.

Ludwig followed behind, brushing his hair more to the side then fully back, before beginning to lift the boxes labelled clothes, carrying them to the bedroom. This was it- unpacking these was a sort of solid evidence that yes, they were serious. They were a family, and this was something they really were doing.

Gilbert simply let Ludwig do all the manual work, following him up with the first box and staying in the bedroom after that, sorting through his clothes and shoes and other personal belongings...and he really had a lot so it was looking like the unpacking would take a good while.

"You weren't kidding about half your clothes being drag." He chuckled, hanging up the items as Gilbert sorted through them, organizing it so his clothes were on one half of the large closet, and Gilberts on the other. "I really am happy you're moving in here baby."

"No, why would I kid about such things, I wasn't exaggerating I'm very fond of my skirts and dresses thank you," Gilbert snickered, sorting his clothes by colour, "just you wait till I flood your bathroom counters with my make-up, you will regret ever agreeing to live with me, baby."

"We can build a cabinet with containers in it just for you, baby. I want you to be able to have all your stuff set up in a way that's easier for you to adjust to living here." Ludwig told him with a laugh, moving to kiss the others nose. "You're the lady of the house, my love. I want you to be as comfortable as you possibly can be. As long as the office is left how I have it set up, I'm good." He teased.

"So to piss you off I need to wreck your office, got it," Gilbert grinned, opening yet another box and sorting through that too, it had been seven decent sized boxes by then, "and don't worry, you have lots of empty space, I'm sure I can fit my shit in," he hummed.

"I know you can." Ludwig laughed, moving to sit beside the other and nuzzling into him gently, rubbing his tummy. "You can put your stuff where ever you want ok? My house is your house..." A grin tugged at his lips, blue eyes holding amusement. "...literally."

"I warn you, I'm super messy," he laughed, leaning back against the bed, "my clothes will be all over the floor and on all the chairs and I'll fuck up your bathroom counter with make-up, however if you ask me to clean I can clean pretty well. I used to be so tidy then I realised why bother anyway."

"I love to clean, so your messes will give me purpose." Ludwig fell back beside him, a laugh bubbling from his lips. "I should warn you, I absolutely hate doing laundry though. It's the one chore that drives me nuts."

"I can do laundry then, as long as you do everything else," Gilbert said with a laugh, walking his fingers up the younger mans chest, "besides most of my laundry needs special care so I wouldn't trust you with it anyway."

"A wise decision." He agreed wryly, continuing to stroke over the others stomach. "God, I can't wait til you start showing..." He murmured, tracing shapes and letters over the fabric. "I really can't." Ludwig moved closer, wincing slightly at the sharp pain in his lower back. "You really did do a number on me, didn't you baby?" He teased, trying to ignore the sharpness.

"Yeah, and why do you want me to show so much?" he teased, watching his lovers fingers lazily, "and you asked for it, my love, I'm more than happy to take it slow with you. I mean, it's years and years of practice before you can take give or take thirteen rounds."

"I feel a better question is why on earth wouldn't I? To know that its painfully obvious you're carrying my child at just a glance? To know that our little darling is growing healthy and strong?" Flushing deeply, he pouted. "Mmm. I did ask for it. Still, Daddy wouldn't object to mommy giving him a back rub." He teased.

"Lie down on your stomach then, Daddy, I'll give you a back rub," he teased, moving the last stack of clothes off the bed before grabbing himself a pair of feminine underwear as an afterthought. "After all, mommy doesn't want poor daddy to be in pain."

Ludwig rolled onto his stomach, relaxing into the pillows. "Thank you darling. You know, it really is a great feat how much you can take. I'd, of course, like more, but I don't think my poor ass could handle much more than two rounds. That's alright. I'll get there." He hummed out.

"We can take it nice and slow, alright, darling? You're already letting me be more rough than I could expect," he mused, straddling his lovers lower back and rubbing his shoulders, "it's important that we're responsible about this- besides, you can't be on the bottom too often, I like being on the bottom too much for that!"

Ludwig snorted in spite of himself, glancing up at him. "You've only fucked me on four instances my darling. I'm pretty sure I've decimated that cute behind of yours far more than that." He pointed out with a wicked grin, even as he relaxed further into the touch. "And yes, of course I let you be rough with me, love. I rather enjoy the bruises on my hips. I feel that since you are the first I'm letting mark me, you're simply making good use of that opportunity."

"Well I like it when you 'decimate' me as you say," Gilbert smirked, sensuously working out the knots under his lovers skin, "I like it a lot, so if Mommy is ever mad at Daddy, Daddy will know how to make Mommy happy again, yeah?" he purred, indulgently letting his hands rub at the younger man's muscular back.

A moan of delight fell from Ludwigs lips as the hand continued to work out all the pain and tension from his back. "Mmm, that's very useful knowledge." He mused, shifting his arms slightly to snuggle more into the bed. "I really have to question, my love, where you learned to be so absolutely amazing with your hands." He teased. "Keep this up and I really will never be able to let you go, darling."

"It's all natural talent, darling, obviously, and you better not let me go because I have your bastard growing inside of me," Gilbert snickered, rubbing between his shoulder blades, "and I'll have to suffer for it yet."

Ludwig paused a moment hearing the word, frowning. Would people call their child that? "Gilbert. I just had a terrifying thought. What if people call our child a bastard!? With me being a politician, and you being a powerful businessman… what if people tell our baby they're illegitimate!?" It was a pretty valid concern, in politics and in business, people often used children to get to their parents.

"Well, I didn't mean it like that but now that I think about it...our child is illegitimate," Gilbert nodded slowly, "that being said it's parents are already eccentric as it is so I'm not so sure that will be the worst taunt...however you're right. Some conservative douchebags can tell our kid he's a bastard," he frowned.

"Yeah, but that one is one that could hurt." Ludwig pointed out. "We could get married? Just a little one at the courthouse so it's legally legitimate… then if we want to get properly married later on we can have a big wedding… i-if you want that I mean." He suggested nervously, nipping at his lip. "You did already say you're my little housewife right? I don't think we should get married married right now- it is a little soon and I want to propose when I know I know you inside and out, when I know that I'm your forever person, I definitely don't want to rush that part of our relationship. But something on paper for our child…"

"Well, yeah, we should definitely do that for our kid. Then we can have a ceremony, sometime in the future, when our kid is big enough to be a cute little flowergirl or boy and it will be all peachy...meanwhile we should sort out the papers, just to avoid any unsavoury situations and labels," he murmured, he actually hadn't yet considered the possibility of getting married to Ludwig but now that he thought about it, it definitely made sense, but it wasn't something he wanted to rush.

"Exactly. And then, if something happens to me, you're legally my husband as well, meaning you get my benefits and the likes." He mused quietly. After his dad passing away when he was so young, it was something he really thought a lot about. He wanted to make sure that in the event of something happening, Gilbert and their child would be taken care of. "Who is taking whose last name though?" He questioned. "Our names are only really two letters off in different- but yours is easier to spell. I'd be willing to take yours, Gilbert. The less letters our little one needs to try to stumble through, the better."

"Then we can very well take my name," Gilbert nodded, resuming to gently massage his back, he could feel the younger man was a little anxious, "we should get the papers signed soon then, to get it off our chests. It's good that we thought of it now."

"Alright… and yes it is. I just- want to make sure our baby is safe and happy." Ludwig murmured. "I already panic over things that could happen. This is just one less worry I have to think about."

"Some people will still deny the legitimacy of our marriage though, so this isn't completely safe," Gilbert said with a sigh, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the back of his neck, "and many of our kids peers might see things about us in newspapers or on the internet..."

"When baby is old enough to start school, I suppose we'll just have to start being a little more careful of what and where we do things." Ludwig agreed. "And I think… once baby starts not being with one of us all the time, we should get a driver and bodyguard for him or her."

"Yes, but we can't make it obvious, I don't want our kid teased for being that one rich kid with a bodyguard. It should be subtle," Gilbert hummed, rubbing his shoulders.

"If we put baby in private school, they'll be far from the only rich kid?" He suggested. "And it would make he or she less target for those who want to get at me." It really was a concern he had- that someone was going to use his darling child as a pawn.

"Yeah, let's just hope our kid has lots of spirit… and I can attend all those mother mornings like a good respectable mother," Gilbert snickered, "but yes, we're not even considering state school… since we can afford it our kid should get the best money can buy."

"Agreed." Ludwig gave a little nod, relaxing once more under his lovers hand. "But we need to make sure we raise them to not be a brat. Respectable and understanding that they're privileged to have money and nice things. I won't have my little one be one of those rude children you see on television."

"Yeah, of course, of course, we wouldn't want our kid to be the kind of kid I was," Gilbert laughed, continuing to work out the knots in his lovers back, he was glad to feel him relaxing once again, "you'll have to be our moral compass though, I know I'll spoil it way too much."

"Agreed." Ludwig let out a groan as he melted even more under those magic fingers. God, how had he ever lived without this? "I plan on spoiling it too- but we have to teach baby good morals as well. Don't lie, don't steal- ok well maybe not don't lie. Daddy is a politician after all." He laughed sheepishly.

"Lie skilfully then?" Gilbert snickered, leaning down and pressing a kiss just under his ear, "but yes, good morals are paramount. Our baby needs to know how to respect other people otherwise he or she will never get any respect back."

"I suppose that would be useful." He agreed wryly. "And exactly. Baby needs to know how to carry itself around the media too. We need to teach he or she that young."

"Mm, definitely," Gilbert hummed, stopping his hands for a moment and draping himself over the larger man's back, resting his chin on his lovers shoulder, "are you feeling better now, Daddy?" he asked, nuzzling his neck.

"Much." Ludwig breathed out softly, his fingers sliding back to brush idly over Gilberts sides, touches gentle and loving. "How are you feeling baby? No more sickness right? Before bed tonight I'll be sure to put more cocoa butter on you alright?" A smile tugged at his lips as a sort of quiet peacefulness washed over him. This really was just so incredibly nice. The younger man could easily get spoiled with it.

"Yeah, I think I feel fine," Gilbert hummed, making a soft pleased noise at his touches and nipping gently at his lovers earlobe, "I probably should start taking prenatal vitamins or something though." It honestly felt so nice to just talk about casual things like that.

"I agree. We'll go to the pharmacy later and see what they suggest you to take ok? They might put you on iron pills or something too, I'm not sure." He hummed, absolutely at rest- just to be disturbed by the sound of the doorbell ringing. With a groan, he gently rolled the other off his back and stood. "Who the hell could that be?" He grumbled quietly, standing and stretching before heading downstairs. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" He called out. However- nothing could have prepared Ludwig for what stood on the other side of that door.

"Ludwig!" Antonio chirped, winding his arms around the stunned, frozen German mans neck, pressing their lips together. Ludwig was completely still, tense and terrified, unable to push the other away. What was Toni doing here!? Finally he snapped out of his daze enough to push the other off. "W-what are you doing here?" He asked, trying to sound cold, voice coming out more afraid than anything. "Aww, silly Luddy~! Don't tell me you're still mad about what happened! I'm here now, aren't I?" Antonio purred, grinning up at the taller man. "Besides, your uncle invited me to come stay!"

Gilbert was planning to continue lazing in bed but the voices from downstairs alarmed him, he couldn't fully tell what they were saying but he heard the alarmed tone in Ludwig's voice. So he got up and went to the stairs, leaning over the railing. "Baby, who's that?" he asked calmly, after all he wasn't going to come off as a crazy, jealous and possessive without any direct provocation, after all he was pretty assured that Ludwig was his.

"G-Gilbert…. this is…" Ludwig took a step back, towards Gilbert, panic in his eyes. "T-this is Toni…. " A cold fear washed over him. There was no way Uncle would stoop this low. Absolutely no way, right? His whole face was panicked, even as the Spaniard eyed Gilbert with disinterest. "A pleasure I'm sure." He said coldly, before turning his attention back to the blonde, taking another step towards Ludwig. "Aww, come on baby. Please don't be mad, I was just grumpy!"

Gilbert's eyebrows surged up to his hairline. He ascended the stairs, his skirt flapping about his legs and came up behind Ludwig, wrapping his arms around his waist protectively, he wasn't going to get to the point so fast but no one was allowed to call Ludwig 'baby' in earnest except for him, and since he knew exactly who this was he was going to heighten his guard.

Ludwig relaxed into his lovers hold, though his eyes were still panicky. "Grumpy!? You convinced everyone I was cheating on you because I did my job! You humiliated me! They still throw it in my face!" He shot back before taking a deep breath. The young ambassador forced all his feelings down, cold mask returning. "Antonio, I'd like you to meet my lover, Gilbert."

The Spaniard scowled, quickly slipping back into a pout. "Aww come on, I know I was bad, but you don't have to go with this freak trash to make up for it, baby! I'm here now, and I'm apologizing~! Either way, your uncle said I could stay here, so I'm staying here!"

"Trust me, freak trash keeps him occupied plenty so you'll have to entertain yourself if you're staying," Gilbert said coldly, looking over his lovers shoulder at the newcomer, nothing in his gaze would've disclosed that he was offended. He was the lady of the house after all so he was going to use his privilege to assert his rules.

Ludwigs voice was still shaky as he spoke, grasping onto Gilberts hand tightly. "You… can stay. But don't you ever call Gilbert that again. You don't touch me. You don't look at me." With that, he turned, bolting upstairs, his body trembling. Fuck. Fuck, he couldn't handle this. Anything but this.

Antonio eyed Gilbert, a calm smile on his lips. "He's going to get bored of you. He loves me. Oh, how I had that dear little thing wrapped around my finger. Wasn't planning on it backfiring on me."

"Well you clearly had a little fuck up in your plans, huh?" Gilbert said with a shrug, looking up at the slightly taller man, "the operative word here is 'had', wouldn't you agree? He's mine now, besides, I'm carrying his child," he grinned before turning on his heel and going back up the stairs, searching for Ludwig.

Antonio snorted, calling up after the other, "What, are you secretly a chick? Sorry honey, he's gay!"

Ludwig was curled up in the corner of their bed, knees to his chin as he trembled, blue eyes glassy. Fuck, this hurt. It hurt! Why would Uncle do this to him!?

Gilbert paused on top of the stairs, taking a moment to consider whether or not he wanted to answer, but then again his personality was very combative in the first place so he wasn't going to keep quiet. "No, darling, my cock is bigger than yours. But the wonders of science, y'know?" he mused, leaning against the railing.

Antonio smirked as he carried his bag up the stairs to the guest room, brushing past Gilbert with a cocky grin. "Oh dear, you wouldn't know that now would you? Anyhow, we'll see who comes out on top. He can't resist me very long." He hummed, disappearing into the room and closing the door.
"G-Gil…" Came the small, urgent whimper from the bedroom. "P-please… c-come here…" Ludwig pleaded, continuing to shake. Right now- he couldn't be the mature adult. Right now, he was a broken scared little boy who desperately needed comfort.

Gilbert shook his head before slipping back into the bedroom, closing the door tightly behind himself. "God, baby, are you alright?" he asked softly, crawling onto the bed next to him and pulling him into his arms, "stay strong for me, I won't let him hurt you again," he whispered, peppering kisses over his face.

Ludwig clung on tightly, shaking as he buried his face into the other. "T-that son of a bitch! W-why would that s-son of a bitch invite him here! He's the one who hurt me, w-who broke m-my heart and humiliated me globally, and the reason they all still throw that in my face, and he just walks back in here like it's nothing, and kisses me!"

"He kissed you?" Gilbert frowned, "well, no matter, he can't do shit to us, remember that, Ludwig. He can't touch you if you don't let him, and he can't hurt you if you don't let him come too close. I love you, Ludwig, and there's nothing he can say to combat that. Spite your Uncle, spite that son of a bitch, stay strong and don't give in and I'm here for you, darling, you're the daddy of our beautiful child and you're mine, and I'll protect you. Pretend he isn't here."

The blonde nodded, burying his face in closer, desperate fingers seeking Gilberts tummy and stroking over the flat pale skin to remind himself that yes, they were fine. They were a family. Gilbert loved him- wait. Gilbert loved him? That was the first time he'd ever said that. Blue eyes shot up to lock on crimson orbs, wide with shock and a little bit of nervousness. "You… love me?" He echoed, voice almost in disbelief.

"Yes, darling. I love you. I'm carrying your child and I want us to last and build a family," Gilbert said seriously, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the top of Ludwig's head, "I suppose I love you as much as one can love after knowing each other for two days, but I don't want to let you go, Ludwig. So tell me now, do you still love him?"

"No." He breathed out quietly, a little bit of the tension leaving him. "I'm scared of him… of the lies he tells… of the things he does. I haven't loved him in a long time." He swore, nuzzling into Gilberts chest with shaky breaths. "I'm only yours. You're the first one I'm not a toy to. To him… it's a game. It's just a matter of trying to win, and I won't… play anymore. I'm yours. I'm our babys. I belong with and to you."

"Then we're not going to have any trouble, darling, are we? He can try all he wants but he can't hurt you anymore," Gilbert said firmly, rubbing his back, "I promise I'll deal with him, you don't even have to talk to him if it makes you uncomfortable. We should just pretend he isn't here."

"Alright…" Ludwig agreed, settling down the rest of the way, although tremors still ran through his body. "Don't… don't forget. Tonight you said I could teach you how to adventure." He smiled weakly up at the other, contenting himself with continuing to stroke over the fabric covered tummy in front of him. "We could start now if you want… it really is fun… and then we could ignore him." He offered.

"Yeah, if it would make you happy, Daddy, you could show me how to adventure now," Gilbert smiled, cradling the blonds head and watching him stroke his stomach with a grin, "we've got nothing else planned either way."

Ludwig gave a little nod, visibly cheering up. "We need to take all the blankets and pillows downstairs to the living room. I'll get the ones from the hall closet too, and the tacks are in the kitchen if you can grab them." He told him, dipping his head to kiss Gilbert stomach before starting to gather up the blankets and pillows, dragging them downstairs and being careful to not trip and fall. He'd just focus on giving Gilbert the fun memories he'd had as a little kid.

Gilbert trailed behind him with all the rest of the pillows and blankets, dropping by the kitchen and grabbing the tacks. He was happy to give Ludwig a distraction after all and he did want to have the family fun that no one else had been able to give him in his life.

Settling them on the couch, and pushing it back against the farthest wall, Ludwig surveyed the room. "I think we should start in that corner!" He decided, moving to the left side and starting by tacking up blankets. "Basically, the first thing we do is turn the entire living room into a blanket fort!" He explained. "We want to make sure the fireplace is free though, that's where we roast marshmallows."

"Yes, sir!" Gilbert grinned and saluted him flirtatiously, watching him for a little while before starting to follow his example. It was endearing to see the younger man being so happy and innocent, the albino almost got too distracted looking at him to help.

Ludwig flushed red and laughed, absolutely forgetting the man upstairs for a moment, as he showed Gilbert how to connect the blankets and sheets, until a large fort stood, the only openings at the fireplace and the entrance. "Now we drag the rest of the blankets and pillows inside." He started to drag them in, laying them out flat until every inch was covered, before building them a nice big warm blanket and pillow nest, blue eyes twinkling with delight. How long had it been since he'd done this? Eight years? It had to be at least that.

Gilbert sat down cross legged in the middle of the fort, smoothed down his skirt and grinned. "Wow, you're really good at this!" he laughed, watching with his own inner delight the expression on the younger man's face. "You made it all nice and cozy!"

"My Dad taught me." He grinned proudly. "We used to make these every tuesday, and we'd camp out, roast marshmallows and hot dogs, and he'd tell us ghost stories." He explained, kissing Gilberts head before darting out to the kitchen to make them a kettle of hot chocolate, grabbing the marshmallows and forks before reappearing, curling up against Gilberts side. "We loved doing this. Dad said fun was the most important thing; that life was too short to take seriously."

Gilbert laughed and patted Ludwig's head as he curled up next to him. "Fun is very important, and we'll make sure to teach baby that," he smiled, gently scratching his lovers back and neck, "god, you will be just the best daddy. You're so cute, I swear to god!" he beamed.

"I'm not cute~!" He pouted, before laughing, kissing Gilberts jaw. "I want baby to have all the experiences my mom and dad gave me. I was one of the lucky ones- Dad met mom and she just… brought such life to him, made him realize that there was so much more than what he had. I suppose, somewhere along the way I forgot that it's ok that I'm young. That's its ok to act young sometimes. But I… I know you and baby will give me the reason to embrace it again." He told him, pecking his lips before shoving a marshmallow onto a fork and turning to the fireplace. "How roasted do you want it?" He questioned.

"Just a little, or I may puke again," Gilbert said with a laugh and simply watched him with a grin, it honestly just fascinated him how enthusiastic and eager his lover was for this and it was absolutely contagious. He never considered parenthood before but now he craved it like nothing else ever before.

"Alright baby!" He grinned, popping the marshmallow into the fire place. "It's not as good as over a campfire, but it's not bad either!" He explained with a grin. When the marshmallow was done, he pulled it out, wedging it between two chocolate covered cookies and handing it to his lover. "Careful, baby, it's hot." He warned, before making his own.

"Don't worry, I'm used to hot things," Gilbert hummed and held the treat before tentatively biting into it once he was sure it would not burn him. "God, this is so good!" he beamed, licking his lips delightedly.

"Isn't it!?" Ludwig chirped excitedly, moving so his head rested in the older mans lap. "This used to be one of my favorite parts of the whole week, I absolutely loved adventure night! Dad would turn off all the lights, and he'd tell us scary stories!" He explained, turning his head to nuzzle Gilberts stomach gently. "I know our little one will just love it."

"Of course! It's any childs dream," Gilbert smiled and let his fingers card through his lovers hair gently and lovingly, leaning back a little to let the younger man nuzzle his stomach, "and we have a nice big living room to do it in too. We're just incredibly lucky and our child will get only the best."

"Exactly." He agreed. "And by then, hopefully Uncle won't live here anymore. So it'll just be us and our little baby." Ludwig let out a content hum, pressing a soft sweet kiss to the center of the others stomach. "God, I love you, Gil." He murmured softly, before nuzzling into the spot he was spending so much attention on. "And I love you too, little baby. So so much. You're Daddys little angel."

"We haven't even tried to live with your Uncle yet though, maybe he'll at least come around to our child though I doubt it as much as you do," Gilbert said with a shrug, letting his eyes slip close but continuing to stroke his hair, "And I love you too, Ludwig, so much..." he whispered.

"He brought him here. I can't forgive that." He said quietly, even as he relaxed into the other more. "But it's ok. I'll be good for you. I won't… say anything. I'll just pretend they don't exist for now." He decided, continuing to pepper sweet kisses across the dress. "Hmmm… I can't wait to meet our precious baby."

"Darling, as long as you're comfortable. I'm willing to give you and him space if you have some issues to solve, but if you don't want to see him I'll keep him away," he hummed, "you'll have to wait seven and a half months though, think you can do that?"

"That feels like forever!" He pouted, continuing to gently kiss the fabric covered tummy before sitting up. "Would you like another smore, my love?" He questioned, moving to the fireplace once more. God- Gilbert had said he loved him. That just honestly made all his worries and panic over Antonio disappear.

"Yes, please, baby," Gilbert nodded with a grin, licking his fingers after he was done with the first one. "And it won't really be forever because we'll do lots of things to entertain ourselves in that time, I promise," he hummed.

"As long as you're going to keep me entertained." He teased, making his lover another treat before handing it back to him. "So have you honestly never had a smore before?" Ludwig questioned, resting his head back into the others lap.

"No, funnily enough. Mmm, so you just took my smore virginity, I hope you're happy now," GIlbert teased, biting into the new treat with obvious delight, shifting a little to better accommodate his lovers head on his lap. "And I plan on keeping you plenty entertained as well, baby," he hummed.

"Very happy." He agreed with a playful grin. "Did I take your blanket fort virginity too?" Ludwig questioned, grin growing as he made himself another one. "Should I tell you scary stories later? Or we could watch a movie in here?"

"Mmm,yes, two virginities in one day, I see now why you call it an adventure," Gilbert teased, quickly finishing up the second treat too, "yes, tell me a scary story then, but not too scary because I feel like my bladder shrunk as it is," he snickered.

"It probably did." He agreed wryly, moving to curl up in the blanket nest and tugging Gilbert onto his lap, stroking through his hair as he covered the other up in a blanket. Nuzzling into the elder, he began to tell a ghost story- not a really scary one, but one of the silly ones his father had told him when he was a boy, intent on making Gilbert laugh, on giving him the full experience. When he was done, he grinned down at the older man, kissing his temple. "Terrifying huh?" He teased, rubbing over his sides gently.

"I won't be able to sleep alone again ever, you ass," Gilbert snickered and nuzzled into the younger mans neck, rubbing his hands over his lovers chest. The story did make him laugh and just hearing Ludwig say such uncharacteristically silly things made him inexplicably warm, he loved this side of Ludwig so much.

"Good." He said, a solemn look on his face. "Then my plan was an absolute success. Had to give you some reason never want to leave my bed, right?" A grin broke across his face, as he lightly nipped his lovers jaw. It was so nice- being able to show this side of himself, being able to be silly.

"...What the hell!?" Antonio voice was calm, yet surprised as he wandered downstairs, eying the fort. "Hmm… I was unaware this house was inhabited by three year olds. Here I thought it was inhabited by my grownup Luddy-bear~!"

Ludwig scowled, peeking his head out of the fort just to stick his tongue out at the other in irritation, flipping him off. "Well it's not. So go away. We're adventuring and don't want to deal with you. And don't call me that!" His voice was an agitated hiss, although it soon vanished as he returned back inside, kissing Gilbert's nose.

Gilbert was trying very hard not to laugh. "A Luddy-bear? Hm, I see it, kinda," he snickered, wrapping his arms around Ludwig's neck and pulling him closer to himself gently, grinning and peppering kisses all over his face playfully.

Ludwig pouted at his lover, darting forward to peck his lips, winding his arms around his hips. "Mmm, he really can't get the message, can he?" He questioned, pressing soft sweet kisses down the others throat. "I don't even want to be near him. Only you, my love."

"He doesn't seem like the kind of guy who gets hints, that's true, but you're mine and he will have to deal with it eventually," Gilbert grinned and gladly angled his head back to give him more room, humming pleasantly.

"I don't like that he's here, and I swear I'm going to kill Uncle for this." Ludwig said firmly. "You don't need any kind of stress on you or baby. But don't worry, if Toni tries anything…" He raised his voice. "He'll be a homewrecker since we're getting those papers signed, love!"

"You know I can still hear you right?" Antonio whined from outside the fort. "Ludwig, this joke really has gone too far. I know you're mad at me, darling, but at least be realistic in your attempt to get back at me. Either the freak isn't pregnant, because men can't get pregnant, or he's a woman, in which case I'm right, because you're dreadfully gay, my darling."

"I'm the lady of this house and he's not allowed to try anything," Gilbert mused, stroking his fingers idly through his lovers hair, "though I have complete faith in you so no stress there on me or baby," he hummed, thinking for a moment. "And do I really look like a woman to you, idiot?" he retorted towards the man outside, "everyone here is aware that he's dreadfully gay and luckily I am a man, but as it happens I'm also pregnant, with his child."

"You are in a dress." Antonio shot back, moving to sit at the entrance of the fort, eying Gilbert suspiciously. "So yeah, you definitely look like a woman. Alright then, if you're really pregnant with Luddy-bear's baby, why don't you tell me just how that abomination happened?"

Ludwigs eye twitched, as he gathered his lover closer. "Don't call our child that." He said, voice dangerously low. "Don't you dare, Toni."

"He called me a woman and not a guy in drag! I think that's a compliment! Am I really that convincing? Eh, I'm flattered either way," Gilbert grinned triumphantly, "Lud, chill, freedom of speech and everything, y'know?" he snickered and patted the younger man on the head, reclining back into his arms, "as to how I got pregnant with his child- Lud wanted to have a family with me so much that he spent a shitload of cash to have a procedure done to impregnate me and grow a womb inside me. So I really am pregnant."

Ludwig grumbled quietly under his breath, winding his arms around the older man and burying his face in his back, scowling at Antonio almost childishly. "Well you really are that convincing, Darling. Absolutely gorgeous in your dresses." He finally agreed, reluctant in the end to agree with anything that Antonio was spouting. "But that is exactly what happened. I wanted Gilbert to be the mother of my child." A smug, wicked little smirk tugged at his lips. "Of course I decided that fifteen hours after meeting him. After all, look at how gorgeous and perfect he is."

Antonio frowned, looking up at the blonde with big green eyes. "You really are too cruel, my love. I make one little mistake and you throw everything we had away? It's only been a few months darling, how could move on so fast! Did you ever even love me at all?"

"He would still love you if you hadn't been such a douche," Gilbert answered for him, reaching back and stroking through his lovers hair, "And in case you haven't noticed Lud and I do move fast, so you're old news now. A few months? Ludwig will be a father in a few months so really you're far too late. You'd do yourself a favour if you lay off and move on because you are not freak trash enough for him," he said with a smirk, after all he really was fond of that term.

Ludwig visibly winced at the Spaniards words though, hiding his face back against Gilbert. "You hurt me… you're the reason others still hurt me. Don't pretend like you loved me, Antonio. You liked the sex, and being on my arm at important functions. If you loved me, you wouldn't have thrown that fit and told everyone I was cheating on you. I don't cheat. I'm the second half of extramarital affairs, but I don't cheat." He said firmly.

Antonio shifted a bit closer, reaching out to touch Ludwigs arm. "I did say I was sorry." He pointed out, before scowling at Gilbert. "Don't act like you know anything about me, or him! What have you been here for, less than a week!? We were together six months! How can you claim to know him better than I do!?" He spat back.

Gilbert rolled his eyes and placed his hands on Ludwig's arms at his own waist protectively but with a clear possessive glint in his eyes. "No, you're right, I don't know anything about you, and I don't want to either, Antonio. But I know plenty about what you've done and why would Lud want a toxic drama queen like that around?" he sneered, furrowing his pale eyebrows, " I'm the only queen he needs and as we said, we're having a civil marriage soon and I'm carrying his child. We clearly have a future that you're not in, funnily enough. I know what he wants and I know what he needs, and it's not something you can offer him because you only want him for the attention!"

"Please stop…" Ludwig whispered quietly. "P-please… both of you stop fighting. Gil and I are getting married. We're having a baby. T-toni I… need you to stop. If you ever cared about me at all, you'll stop talking right now, because I can't handle this."

Antonio paused- Ludwig never got overwhelmed before and rarely ever said he couldn't handle stuff. So he pulled away, giving a silent nod. Then meekly asked, "Can I stay and have a smore?"

Gilbert shrugged slowly, simply to say he didn't care one way or another ultimately letting Ludwig decide. After all he didn't want to upset the younger man anymore than this so he reached back and gently cradled his head, scratching at his scalp reassuringly, reclining back against his muscular chest.

Ludwig melted into the touch, although he subtly tightened his hold on the man in his arms, nibbling at his lip before giving a little nod. "J-ja… I guess if we have to live together… w-we might as well make the best of it… and it'd be childish to kick you out of the living room." He was still going to kill his uncle for putting him in this situation in the first place.

Antonio gave a little nod, moving further into the fort, sitting away from the two, cross legged as he made his smore. "You never...we never… did this…" He realized quietly.

Gilbert angled his head up and pressed a kiss to the underside of his lovers chin. All things taken into account he felt a little sorry for Antonio, he could think of plenty people who he had been fucking around with almost to the point of feelings that if he had not met Ludwig he would have been very possessive with and offended if they got a serious lover. He didn't hate Antonio, not really, mostly because he would've acted just the same, and the fact that the Spaniard backed down was worthy of respect. So he stayed silent, not making any snide remarks.

Pressing a gentle kiss to Gilberts head, blue eyes flickered warily back to the Spaniard, caution in his every movement. It was clear he wasn't sure how much he trusted this. Still- he was trying to keep the peace.

Antonio offered them a weak smile, taking a bite of the smore. So his Ludwig had moved on… he wasn't ready to back down. Not yet. He'd just have to step up his game, and be a little more sly. "Tastes yummy…" He murmured, licking his lips.

Gilbert arched an eyebrow, almost imperceptibly. Sure the Spaniard wasn't really doing anything bad, at least overtly, but Gilbert could feel that Ludwig was still very tense and knowing that his lover knew more about this man warned him that the war was not won yet. He shifted back against Ludwig, resting his hands on the younger mans thighs and stroking them gently, although possessiveness clear in his every move as he threw glances at the Spaniard from the corner of his eyes.

A shiver ran through the blonde at the gentle touch, as he tried to simply ignore the man across from them, fingers moving to Gilberts chin and turning it gently to capture his lips in a loving, albeit passionate, kiss. He was determined not to let Antonio's presence spoil their romantic, nice evening, as he gently tipped Gilbert back to deepen the kiss, tongue brushing lightly over the others lower lip, hands cradling the albinos face tenderly. He, however, was not expecting the emerald green eyes that locked onto them almost curiously, watching every movement.

Antonio watched them intently, leaning forward to rest his chin in his palm, elbow on his knee. He'd never actually watched how Ludwig kissed before- he'd always been on the receiving end, and more than a little preoccupied. It was almost fascinating in a way, watching every dip and turn of the blondes head, the way the muscles in his back flexed lightly as he moved the albino man. Antonio was- of course- jealous. But he was intrigued too.

Gilbert hummed and seemed to be delighted to be kissed like that. It didn't matter to him whether or not the Spaniard was looking, though he felt quite triumphant that he did. He parted his lips gently for his lover, letting him deeper the kiss and coaxing his tongue possessively past his lips, hands gripping into the blondes thighs.

Ludwig groaned out lowly against his lips as his tongue languidly explored the others mouth, seemingly forgetting about the Spanish man as he shifted until Gilbert was laid back in the blanket nest, the young ambassador straddling his lovers hips to kiss him deeper still.

Antonios eyes widened even more, as he subconsciously licked his lips. God, he'd known Ludwig was shameless, but had the little tart really made him this shameless!?

Gilbert smirked against his lips and reached around, groping the younger mans ass with one hand and tugging him down closer with the other. He was glad Ludwig was going for this because now it was hardly even a question of who was coming out on top, he was aware that the Spaniard was either watching or could watch so Gilbert could shamelessly display that he was what Ludwig wanted.

A low possessive growl escaped the blondes lips at the hand on his ass- and oh, there was no mistaking that it was possessive. His hand slid down to palm the elder man through his pants as they kissed, finally pulling away just to glance over his shoulder at Antonio. "You still here?" He questioned in amazement, wouldn't Toni have left when they started?

The Spaniard swallowed thickly, giving a nod. "I'm not… g-going to be scared off that easily, my love." He answered hoarsely. Scared was far from what he was feeling though, not that he would ever dare admit it.

Ludwig gave a little shrug, turning his attention back to his lover. He nibbled and sucked at his throat, pressing his hips down into the other almost greedily, completely focusing on the man under him. "Gilly…" He breathed lowly in his ear, quietly. "If he's not going to leave… would you like me to take you anyways? Or would you like to show him how you get to touch that he never did?" He questioned.

"No reason why we can't show him both, don't you think, darling?" Gilbert smirked softly and nipped at his ear as he spoke into it before moaning wantonly as his pale neck was marred with fresh, dark hickeys once more. Well, he for one was really shameless enough to go through with this and he was happy enough to get the opportunity off Ludwig, still he was surprised Antonio was there as long as he was but he didn't dwell on the Spaniard too much.

"Mmm, what a lovely idea." He growled back, the shameless moans only driving him on as his fingers slid up under the dress and into the others underwear, giving his length a teasing stroke as he continued to suck and lick at the others throat. "Fucking gorgeous." He groaned.

Antonio was honestly shocked they were going through with this- but more than that, the Spaniard reluctantly found himself starting to react, shifting slightly, his fingers creeping upwards on his own thighs.

"Mhmm, you want this, don't you, Daddy," Gilbert beamed and shamelessly spread his legs under his lover, giving him easy access. He laced his fingers through the blonds hair before gripping on it gently, tugging at the golden locks with another needy moan.

"God yes." Ludwig answered seriously, tugging the underwear down and off, moaning at the fingers in his hair. Somehow, Gilbert continued to be able to turn him on almost instantly. "And what would mommy like?" He purred. "Maybe mommy would like daddy to suck that pretty cock of his?" He purred teasingly.

"Mmm, yes, and then daddy can fuck the daylights out of mommy," Gilbert grinned, and tugged at his hair again in reward, just how he knew his lover liked it. He shifted up against the blanket nest to be able to recline in a half-sitting position, his legs on either side of Ludwig. He was still vaguely aware that they had company, a thought that made him smirk, but pure lust was starting to distract him.

Ludwig lowered himself slowly, tongue flickering across the head teasingly before drawing it into his mouth, giving a teasing little suck, blue eyes holding wicked amusement. He would definitely take advantage of their little audience, even though the blonde would never admit it, he'd always been a bit of a voyeur.

Antonio let out a sharp little intake of breath as he watched his ex lover take the other man so eagerly into his mouth, fingers creeping upwards and lightly palming over his crotch. Fuck. He should not be turned on by then- he was supposed to hate Gilbert!

"Ah! Oh, Daddy has such a sinful little mouth... oh go-o-od, he's such a little tease," Gilbert moaned wantonly and gripped his lovers hair, pushing his head down a little, pleadingly. The aspect of the audience was really getting the adrenalin going and as unlike Ludwig he wasn't busy, he could see with hazy eyes the effect they had on the Spaniard, and he'd be lying if he said that didn't intrigue him.

"An absolute shameless little slut." Ludwig agreed as he began to deep throat the other eagerly, making sure no inch of the others cock went untouched, sucking and licking, moaning deeply around him. "Baby... move your hips." He ordered lowly. "Fuck Daddys mouth, nice and hard, come on Mommy show me what happens to sinful bad boy." Blue eyes were hazy with lust as his hands brushed up the others thigh to toy with his entrance.

Antonio chewed his lip roughly, until little beads of blood began to pool on the otherwise satin lips. It was just like a porno right!? So surely he didn't have to feel as though he lost. Even so, he wasn't sure if he ached to get up and run- his legs seemed to have become incapacitated- continuing intently watching, or if he ached to reach out and touch, either of them, he didn't really care.

Gilbert smirked and scratched lightly at his scalp before doing as told, smoothly but forcefully thrusting his hips up into the welcoming heat of the younger mans mouth, shuddering and moaning in pleasure all the while, louder and louder the better he felt as his fingers once again gripped onto Ludwig's hair. His travelling gaze locked with Antonio's almost on accident and he let his eyes flicker down to his crotch and back up again with one eyebrow arched before a smirk stretched over pale lips, he wasn't going to call him out yet but he definitely found yet another reason to be smug.

The blonde gagged around him, but slid his fingers from his entrance up to grip his hips as he greedily let the other fuck his mouth, let Gilbert take his pleasure from him. Fuck it all, he loved doing this for the older man, trying to give all he had to offer. He could still feel the Spaniards eyes on them, a smirk on his lips as he began to squirm out of his own pants as he sucked.

Antonio locked eyes on Gilberts, flushing deeply, before a determined cool look appeared on his face, as he continued to idly stroke that hand over his crotch. Fuck it, he would not show weakness!

"Mmm, Lud...god, you're so, so amazing..." Gilbert breathed, arching back against the pillow and blanket nest as he continue thrusting his hips needily. "Mommy will let you have everything you like for this," he laughed breathlessly and stroked through his hair and scratched at the back of his neck gently. Gilbert was still smirking when he saw Antonio's blush but at the same time he could admire his resolve, the man sure seemed to know how to keep his cool even in a situation like this.

Ludwig moaned around him at the nails on his neck, finally kicking the pants down and off, fingers eagerly moving to his own entrance and pressing into himself needily. The praise was such an incredible turn-on, and being watched was even more of a turn on. "Baby please!" He pleaded around him, tugging his hips towards him once more, trying to get the other to move harder.

Antonio kept his eyes locked on the albinos… until those fingers slipped into the blonde. His eyes widened slightly, palming a little harder. Ludwig never touched himself there, never let anyone touch him like that.

Gilbert started thrusting harder as he was inching closer and closer to his orgasm. The feeling of Ludwig's hot, wet mouth all around him was exhilarating and he didn't ever want to stop especially with just how eager his lover was for this, it made the white hot pleasure build up in the pit of his stomach twice as fast. "Ah...god...mmm, Ludwig! Oh darling, I'm so close..." he groaned, it took all his willpower to keep his thrusts steady and constant as pleasure consumed his whole being.

"Let go baby, let me taste, please~!" He pleaded in a needy mewl, continuing to like and suck at him, hollowing his cheeks for a better seal as Gilbert thrust into him wildly, his own fingers mimicking the others speed, a cry falling from his lips as he struck something deep inside of himself.

Gilbert gripped his hair a little tighter and it only really took two more thrusts until he came hard into his young lover's mouth, his name slipping past his lips in a moan. It was just ridiculously hot how eager Ludwig was for this, that alone could get him off in half the time.

Ludwig swallowed it all down greedily licking the other clean as his fingers continued to press and coil and tease inside of himself, slowly dragging along his walls. His own length hung rock hard between his legs, as he looked up at the older man, baby blue eyes hazy with need. "Mmm… how terribly bad of me, Mister Beilschmidt." He purred, smirk tugging at his lips. "It seems I've been such a terrible little slut when we had company! How terribly unprofessional of me." He hummed out.

Antonio had, by this point, begun to slowly creep his zipper down, fingers continuing to stroke and tease over his bulge as he did so. However, at Ludwigs words, he flushed a deep red. "Are you two really so sh -ahhhh- ameless?" He questioned, an almost desperation in his voice. Fuck. This was bad. It was too much, the heat growing in his stomach.

"We're shameless yes," Gilbert agreed, gently scratching his lovers scalp, as he looked back at the other man, "but you don't seem particularly good and proper either, do you? A bit of a voyeur, aren't you, Antonio?" the albino smirked, his tone light and playful. He was having too much fun with this. "He seems really desperate, my love... what to do, what to do?" he said in a sing song voice and grinned widely.

"Whatever my master wishes, of course I'll agree." Ludwig breathed out, his own tone near desperation as he continued to thrust those digits into himself further, harder. "I trust my darlings judgement." Oh God, but it was becoming so hard to keep his voice steady.

Antonio stared at Gilbert, a little stunned, before looking away, cheeks heating up. He didn't reply. No way was he giving Gilbert the satisfaction! However, at the albinos question, he paused, a little stunned. To do? There was no way…

"Hmm..." Gilbert thought for a moment, idly stroking his fingers through the younger man's hair. "Well, come here, Antonio, don't just jerk off in the corner like a complete pervert," he decided finally, though his eyes were still focused on his lover, a lazy smile on his pale lips as he watched him finger himself. He hadn't yet decided what he could do with an extra person yet but he figured they'd work it out. His only concern was how Ludwig would react to something like this, although, even if he didn't love Antonio anymore (hopefully) it didn't mean he didn't lust for him after all.

Blue eyes glanced up at Gilbert curiously, but stayed calm- in the end, Ludwig trusted that the albino knew what he was doing. His fingers continued their desperate searching, until he cried out as he struck something deep inside of himself. "Please!" Was the only word he spoke- fuck, he just wanted Gilbert to touch him, and he'd do damn near anything to get it, fuck, he'd suck Antonio off too if Gilbert said he'd take him.

Antonios eyes widened at that, snapping back onto crimson. He gulped- was he really considering doing this? This was the man who had stolen his Luddybear away from him, and here he was being invited to a threesome with them!? Of their own accord, his legs shifted until he was on his knees, cautiously crawling towards them.

"Take it easy, Daddy," Gilbert chuckled softly and stole a playful kiss from his lips, "you're especially wanton today," he murmured, running his hand down his chest to rub teasingly at his nipple. "Now then, I admire your nerve, to be honest," he said with a grin, tilting his head to look over at the Spaniard, "so what do you want? I'll let you have anything Ludwig agrees to, except his ass, that belongs exclusively to me," he hummed, there was a certain triumph in his voice as he knew he got to dictate the rules.

"Can you… mnh… blame me?" The blonde shot back, kissing him back sweetly and groaning at the hand on his chest. At Gilbert's words to the other man, the younger of the three paused, before giving a little nod of agreement. He wanted to try this too- Lord knew Antonio certainly hadn't been a bad fuck.

Antonio gave a little nod, murmuring his quiet understanding before pausing thoughtfully. "I want him to suck me off…. fuck, I've missed that." He confessed, reaching out to idly stroke through Ludwigs hair, sending a shiver down the blonde spine.

"Fair enough," Gilbert chuckled, gently pinching his young lovers nipple, "do you want to suck his cock, baby? I'll fuck you for it," he said teasingly, looking down at the blond. He had to admit, this was going to be a hot sight, while he was possessive he was not irrationally jealous and he could definitely enjoy watching that, for all his faults Antonio wasn't hard to look at.

Ludwig gave a sharp nod, nodding eagerly and moaning. "Please!" He repeated desperately, pressing a hot kiss to his lovers lips before turning so he was facing the Spaniard, lifting his ass for Gilbert and slipping the digits out of himself. The blonde unsnapped the Spaniards jeans, nose nuzzling against his length through his boxers eagerly.

Antonio let out a quiet moan, fingers tangling in the blonde locks, free hand guiding his cock out of his boxers and to Ludwigs lips. Of course Ludwig didn't hesitate, parting his lips almost instantly and taking him in.

Gilbert pulled off his dress over his head so it wouldn't get in the way and gripped Ludwig's hips to steady them before easing himself in, groaning at just how tight he was even with the stretching. He kept a watch on what Ludwig was doing, finding how complacent he was very endearing before focusing more on his own pleasure, slowly starting to move his hips, pulling almost all the way out before snapping his hips forward again.

Ludwig let out a low sharp growl of delight at the feeling over his lover sinking into him, his own mouth beginning to suck more feverishly, touching and tasting every inch of the Spaniards length that he could, dragging his tongue along the veiny underside even as he pressed his hips greedily back into Gilbert.

A moan fell from Antonios lips at that hot mouth around his cock, beginning to slowly thrust in time with Gilbert's own, letting the blonde between them be taken full force, filled as much as he possibly could be with each movement.

Gilbert slipped one hand around to tease Ludwig's balls before gripping his cock and giving it a playful, lazy stroke at first before starting to pump in earnest. He wanted to make sure that even in this state it was ultimately obvious that Ludwig was his, so he was setting the rhythm and pleasuring Ludwig most, not to mention that it did bring him satisfaction knowing that the Spaniard had never been allowed to fuck the younger man. Just thinking about it he got more forceful with his thrusts, the sound of skin slapping against skin getting louder.

Hot, needy cries fell from Ludwigs lips as the two men fucked him raw- had he not had his mouth rather occupied, he would have pleaded for Gilbert to go faster, to make sure no one could doubt he was his, even now. Because even now- he was Gilbert's alone. He began to bob his head faster, Antonio moaning loudly and gripping his hair, whispering words of encouragement. "That's right Luddy, such a good boy, take it all in, I know you can." He purred, locking eyes with Gilbert and licking his lips idly. He supposed in the end- Gilbert wasn't altogether unattractive.

A thin smirk stretched over Gilbert's lips as he caught Antonio's eye as well, he wasn't lying or exaggerating when he said he admired his nerve, he really did, especially seeing as it got Antonio at least a small part of what he wanted. He pulled Ludwig's hips to himself with every thrust with one hand, with the other continuing to pleasure his cock, he was going moderately fast, knowing that however ambitious Ludwig was with this, he could still be sore but he made sure to angle his hips just right to hit his sweet spot.

Ludwig held on for all he was worth, doing his best to please them both, allowing himself to be submissive and needy this round- but already he had ideas that in the end, he doubted either man would object to. Besides, it wasn't like Antonio would be here forever, just a few days, so he and Gilbert might as well take advantage of the situation right? Ludwig began to hum lowly around Antonio's cock, grinding back into Gilbert, even as he neared the edge himself. Antonio slammed into his mouth harder still, eyes still locked on Gilbert as he continued to murmur encouragement, before suddenly leaning forward and capturing Gilberts lips in a hot, passionate kiss- Ludwig hadn't been lying, with Toni everything had been fast and hot.

Gilbert smirked against the Spaniards lips and kissed him back hard, his hand leaving Ludwig's hip to tangle in the other mans chocolate locks hard. The kiss was rough and competitive but Gilbert could very well enjoy it. He kept fucking Ludwig hard and pumping him in time to make sure he didn't feel forgotten, groaning lowly against Antonio's lips at the pleasure it brought. He was definitely going to reach his orgasm soon but with how much was happening all at once he couldn't focus on that.

Ludwig let out a muffled cry as he came, spilling his seed into his lover's hand, continuing to press back onto him, his mouth still eagerly licking and sucking at the Spaniard, feeling the hot and heavy cock in his mouth twitch slightly, blue eyes twinkling. Oh the things he had planned- It'd be a treat for Gilbert too of course.

"H-Hah!" Antonio cried against Gilbert's lips as he came, giving one last mighty thrust into Ludwigs mouth, panting hard as he felt the other lick and suck until he was completely cleaned of the salty substance.

Gilbert was the last to come, but he pulled Ludwig hips hard against his own, filling him up with his seed before pulling out slowly, rubbing comforting circles against his young lover's strong hips. He chuckled breathlessly, watching his seed trickle out of the younger man. This morning he was definitely not expecting any of that to happen but it was sure as hell intriguing and Antonio definitely added some excitement of his own.

The younger man made a noise of delight as he was filled to the brim with his lover's seed, wiggling his hips before sitting up and licking his lips, blue eyes hazy with need as he eyed the two men. All at once, he was his normal calm, confident self, a smirk tugging at his lips. "As fun as that was, I dare say I know something much more amusing. Now then, here is what is going to happen, my dears. I am going to go upstairs, and get ready what I need to. You two are going to sit here and behave yourselves, understood?" He purred out lowly. "No arguing. And in twenty minutes, you're both going to go sit in the bedroom on the bed, and wait for me. Understood?"

A shiver ran down Antonio's spine at the dominant tone- God, he knew that all too well, knew what obeying would get him- a delightful night. Was Gilbert aware of just what that tone meant yet? Antonio wasn't sure, but even still, he was eagerly nodding, licking at his lips. Fuck, he had always loved those days when Ludwig switched into his control freak mode.

Gilbert nodded slowly and grinned. He knew Ludwig was going to get creative and he loved that aspect of him. For that he could easily tolerate Antonio, and besides he was starting to find him less and less of a problem. "Alright, Daddy, we got it," he said calmly, licking his hand clean of his lovers seed.

Ludwig gave a little nod, before disappearing up the stairs, his smirk never leaving his lips as he rummaged through the closet until he came to the box in the back, dragging it out. The young ambassador lit some candles around the room, before laying a blanket out on the dresser, picking and choosing a variety of toys and laying them out neatly, all organized by size and color. Next he laid out four different scents of lube, as well as a few bottles of massage oil, before finally draping a few pair of soft leather cuffs over the end of the bed. Perfect. Ludwig hummed to himself as he grabbed his clothes from the closet, heading to the bathroom to shower. After all,, part of the fun was making them wait.

Antonio squirmed slightly from his spot, casting a glance over to Gilbert. "Have you had one of his control nights yet?" He questioned, accent thick with anticipation, eyes hazy with lust. His fingers curled tightly into his own clothed thighs. "If not… wow are you in for a treat."

"Control nights?" Gilbert questioned curiously, although definitely liking the sound of that, and if Antonio's reaction was anything to go by it definitely sounded like an intriguing pastime, "Nein, that I haven't done," he admitted, stretching his arms and waiting patiently, he knew Ludwig well enough to know that he was probably taking his time on purpose, but he wasn't complaining, he knew something good was coming.

Antonio gave a sharp little nod. "Nights where control is almost like a compulsion. Every action, every reaction is given either a reward or a consequence. Behave yourself, and the rewards are definitely incredible. Moan when he tells you to hush, or lose patience and the consequences are both excruciating and just as much bliss." He explained.

"Oh, I see now," Gilbert chuckled, leaning back against the abandoned blanket nest, "well, he's kinky, I knew that much already," he mused, closing his eyes, now that was definitely something he was into so he was aching to just get on with it already, but knowing Ludwig there was no telling when he'd decide to finally indulge them.

"Very." Antonio agreed, before once more eying the other. "You know- you're a surprisingly good kisser." He pointed out nonchalantly, before glancing at his watch. "Almost time to go upstairs, although don't expect he'll hurry… making us wait is just half that control compulsion."

"Excuse you," Gilbert laughed, "where did surprisingly come from? Why would you even assume that I wasn't," he berated although not seriously at all, cracking one eye open to look at him. "Well, if it's almost time we might just as well start heading up," he shrugged.

"The fact that I hated you?" Antonio shrugged. "You took Luddybear away, it's far easier to assume the worst. So you surprise me." However, at the other's words, he quickly shook his head. "Not until it's exactly twenty minutes. Wherever the hell he is, he'll be listening- if we disobey so early on, the consequences will just be stronger."

"Ja, but in order to steal him wouldn't I need to be a good kisser? That would make much more sense, unless of course I keep him here just with the drag," Gilbert asserted with a snicker, and when the other said they should wait he just shrugged, "you know better," he hummed.

"I suppose that's true." He agreed, leaning a little closer. "Its best to be patient and rewarded." He hummed out. Finally, it was time, Antonio grabbing Gilbert's hand as they headed upstairs. The Spaniard eyed the neatly laid out toys, a shiver running down his spine as he licked his lips. "He'll want us naked and sitting pretty in the middle of the bed."

"I'm already naked, so you better catch up," Gilbert murmured, letting his fingers hook under the hem of the Spaniard's shirt and easing it off over his head. He made sure to look around the room, taking in all the details with obvious interest. Antonio had set his expectations pretty high after all with all his enthusiasm about the subject.
"Antonio let it slip off him unhesitatingly, lifting his hips on the bed to slip off the rest, showing off tan muscles before taking Gilberts hand once more- the more innocent and submissive they appeared, the more it turned Ludwig on. "You know this doesn't change anything right?" He murmured, leaning over to nip the albinos jaw. "Tomorrow its back to business, trying to get my man back. But I suppose for tonight there's nothing wrong with hot hate sex."

"Naturally," Gilbert agreed with a thin smirk, angling his head a little to the side, "he's mine now though, you'd do well to remember that, and I don't share. Only tonight and only because I admire your nerve," he said softly, shifting closer to the Spaniard and letting his hand trace down his chest and over his abs. He definitely thought the man was hot and he already knew him to be a good kisser so he didn't see any harm in letting him into their bed this time. And it seemed to please Ludwig too which was a bonus.

"Mmm, we'll see of course." He breathed out, darting his tongue out to run down Gilbert's neck slowly. "For tonight, I think our mouths have something far more interesting to do than argue, wouldn't you agree?" With that, he caught Gilbert's lips in a hot kiss.
"Starting without me?" Came the amused low rumble from the door. Ludwig leaned against the frame, wet hair half pushed out of his face. He was dressed in his suit pants and button down shirt, tie loose around his neck, top few open buttons letting the two watch the water bead and roll down his chest. "Ahh but I suppose there are far worse things to find in one's bedroom." He hummed out, a smirk on his lips.
Gilbert blushed just a little, unabashedly letting himself stare at the younger man as him and Antonio had broken away for breath, their skin tones a stark contrast as their naked bodies pressed closer to each other. "Do you like what you see, Mr Weillschmidt?" the albino murmured cheekily, raising his scarlet eyes to meet Ludwig's striking blue ones.

"I'd be a fool not to." He agreed, his smile something akin to predatory. "Now then- I am going to pick a toy for each of you. You are going to follow my every order, and be absolutely silent unless told you're allowed to speak. Understand?"
Antonio gave an eager silent nod, pressing his body closer to Gilbert's, eyes following the younger man as he moved to the dresser.

Gilbert nodded as well, draping his arms loosely around Antonio's neck for better balance. He couldn't deny that Ludwig's smile sent a pleasurable shiver down his spine and he was anticipating what was to come eagerly, he knew after all that the younger man had quite the imagination.

Humming to himself, the blonde lazily ran his fingers over each toy, his pace tortuously slow, watching the two older men on the bed squirming in anticipation- ahhh, there it was. That feeling of full power and control. How nice it was to have older men bending to his every beck and call, his every order, hanging on his every word as though their need was all they knew! Finally he picked two, a sparkling baby blue one for his lover, and a matching purple one for Antonio, returning to the bed slowly. "Hnnn... which pretty scents would be my good boys like?" He questioned, fingering the bottles of lubricant. "You may speak dears. Vanilla, strawberry, or apple?"

"Apple please, master~" Antonio breathed out obediently, even as his fingers moved to curl around the albino's waist, clutching on tightly. After all- this was so much more enjoyable with someone else being a submissive to clutch to.

Gilbert pressed his hips forward against Antonio's, letting his fingers thread into his chocolate locks, he could imagine how much Ludwig was enjoying this, to reduce them to this when they would've gladly ripped each others' throats out just a couple of hours ago. He watched his lover out of the corner of his eyes, squirming in impatience. "Vanilla..." he murmured after a moment of thought.

Ludwig eyed them a moment, calmly sitting on the edge of the bed, completely in control. "You know..." He mused. "My good little boys do seem to be touching one another a great deal. So- new idea." His predatory smile only grew showing some perfect white teeth. "Antonio, lay on your back." He ordered. "Gilbert, darling, atop him. My cute little pets are going to show me how badly they want this and make each other feel good while I put their toys in." Ludwig gave Gilbert's ass a firm little slap, his quiet coaxing to do him proud as he waited for the two to get into position.

Antonio nodded, laying back and coaxing Gilbert's hips silently over his face, before taking the albinos cock into his mouth, sucking slow and teasingly, but oh so greedily.

Gilbert whimpered softly at the feeling of the Spaniards hot mouth around his cock but he leaned down obediently as well, pressing eager kisses up his shaft, trying to get him fully hard again, taking him into his mouth and sucking thoroughly, actually fairly impressed by the girth of his cock. He made eager sounds as he sucked, looking like he was definitely enjoying what he was doing, and in this state he definitely was.

Antonio let out a hot cry, arching his hips up desperately into the others mouth, his fingers gripping onto the albinos hips and pulling him down more completely, deepthroating the other man greedily. The Spaniard ached to plead for more, emerald eyes hazed over and half lidded. He wanted more. Needed more. But he knew speaking was against the rules.

And still Ludwig remained calmly watching them, reaching over to drizzle their chosen lubricants over the two toys he'd chosen. He started with his lover, moving to kneel behind Antonio on the bed, head dipping forward so his mouth could brush over the albinos entrance, dipping inside. He teased him slowly, plunging the hot organ in and out of him excruciatingly slow, before sliding the device into him, inch by taunting inch. It was ridged, and had small silicone spikes, not designed to hurt, but rather to press and scratch lightly at the others walls. And still, Ludwig gave them no permission to speak.

Gilbert desperately wanted to look back at Ludwig but he knew that was impossible while his mouth was completely full of the Spaniard. He was moaning happily enough at what the other man was doing to him, at his enthusiasm and he could definitely understand Ludwig with being upset to lose a lover who could suck a cock that well... and then when he felt Ludwig's tongue by his entrance he almost melted and came right there and then. He let an especially loud whining moan tumble off his lips, around a mouthful of the Spaniard and the occasional whimpers and whines didn't stop until the toy was in him too, only then could he sigh in satisfaction and return to giving his all to sucking Antonio off.

Ludwig smirked at him, pressing it into him deeply- as a deep as it could go, angling it just so and pressing a nip to Gilbert's backside, murmuring encouragement for behaving himself. "That's right baby… take him right into your throat… good boy, you can take a little more, can't you?" He coaxed, before moving up to the albino's head. He crouched next to Antonio's firm rear, a smirk on his lips. "Does my Gilbert taste good, Toni? He must- look how greedily you're tasting him, good little slut." He purred, carefully pressing the toy he'd chosen for him in, angling it the same.

Antonio let out a hot cry around Gilberts length at the younger man's words, sucking even more eagerly. He had to admit- it felt good. Gilberts cock was hot and heavy in his mouth, as smooth as silk, and as firm as marble. His tongue ran down the underside, moving up to dip into the head. However- the second that toy was pressed into him, Antonio gave a sharp gasp around the other, sending vibrations rippling through the albino's length.

"Good boys." Ludwig praised once more, pulling away with an amused smile on his lips, before flicking the two toys onto high, letting them rattle against the mens sweet spots. "Now now, don't come until master tells you." He warned.

Gilbert whined in frustration needing to come pretty badly, the pleasure he was receiving almost blinding. Antonio was just too good at this, his mouth delivering searing pleasure and the stimulation to his prostate was almost too much to bear. But he couldn't beg, or even cry out, too determined to making Antonio feel as good as the Spaniard was making him feel. He sucked hard, swallowing down all the pre-cum with delight. His whole body shuddering and shaking in pleasure, a thin sheen of sweat making it slick.

Antonio let out a hot needy groan, taking Gilbert in deeper still, aching to cry out of the vibrations, but knowing it would be counterproductive. They were, after all, to be on their best behaviour, and he knew better than anyone that it would be more than worth it if he was.

Ludwig smirked, tracing teasing fingers over the pale and tanned skin. "Would my good little pets like to cum?" He questioned with a purr. "I suppose you've been well enough behaved. Cum for master, little pets. Show me how badly you want more."

Gilbert gasped loudly and sucked harder still to bring the spanish man to his climax. It didn't take him himself long until he came hard, his whole body a mess of shudders and tremors, starting to pleasure Antonio messily but still infinitely hungry, spurred on by Ludwigs touches.

Antonio cried out hotly, back arching as he came into the others mouth, trying desperately not to plead for more. Everything felt so good, maybe better than anything he'd had before. It wasn't like he and Ludwig hadn't had threesomes when they were together, and they'd had control nights, but never at the same time, and he had to admit the combination was mind blowing.

Ludwig smirked watching them, gently petting each mans hair. "That's my good boys..." He purred out. "Now then... my sweet little pets can talk long enough to tell their master what they'd like. Since you were both so well behaved, you deserve a reward."

Gilbert thoroughly licked him clean, shuddering all over. He was panting as he pulled off, Antonio's seed smeared over his lips and trickling down his chin. The pleasure of the toy still inside him was a little dulled in his state of afterglow but it was still there, and it was incredibly insistent. He whimpered softly as he crawled off Antonio, looking up at Ludwig with wide hazy eyes. "Anything from you is a reward," he murmured huskily, licking his lips clean.

"Good answer." Ludwig purred, the smirk never leaving his face for even a moment. "Hmmm... I think that maybe Toni and I should see just how much mommys cute little ass can handle. How does that sound, Gilbert?" The blonde licked his lips a moment, moving to sit on the edge of the bed, freeing his cock from his pants. "Come here. Gilbert, you're going to sit on my lap and face me. Antonio, you're going to take him from behind."

Antonio gave an eager little nod, shaky legs moving to stand up.

Gilbert's eyes widened but he shivered in anticipation all the same, eyeing Ludwig's thick cock hungrily and knowing that the Spaniard was far from small too. He crawled over to Ludwig and holding lightly onto his shoulders heaved himself up to straddle his lap, his cock starting to harden all over again. He was still panting a little, porcelain skin flushed.

Ludwig cradled Gilbert to his chest, lowering him slowly down onto his cock, letting him feel every inch as it claimed him, almost tauntingly slow in his movements. "Feel that baby?" He purred. "Do you feel every inch of me pressing into you? Ahhh but I bet your greedy little hole wants more." With that, he made a little motion at Antonio, who gladly stepped forward, lining himself up and carefully pressing in alongside the German, a groan falling from his lips at the tight heat.

"Oh! Oh...oh god," Gilbert gasped involuntarily, not sure if he was allowed to speak at that point but the words left his mouth without his control as both men slid into him. It burned at first but he couldn't deny it felt amazingly full, both men feeling incredible inside of him. Maybe even better than being penetrated just by Ludwig and a vibrator. He clutched onto Ludwig's shoulders tightly, leaning forward against his chest to angle his ass comfortably for both men.

Ludwigs smirk grew hearing the words, raising a brow. "Tsk, tsk. I didn't give you permission to speak, my love. I suppose I'll have to punish you now. So- neither Toni nor I are going to touch your sweet spot, and you aren't allowed to cum. Every time you hit the brink of cumming, Antonio and I will stop moving completely. Understand?"

Antonio shivered as he listened to Ludwigs words, happy it wasn't him- but oh god even that sounded like the most delightful torture.

Gilbert whimpered softly but knew better than to argue even if he wanted to, not with his ass stretched almost to its absolute limit. He nodded submissively to show that he understood and leaned his forehead forward against his lovers shoulder, tightening around both men in silent apology. He had no idea how he was going to not cum but he was determined not to make any more mistakes although knowing that it would reduce him to a wrecked, desperate mess.

Ludwig wound strong arms around Gilberts waist, silently reassuring him and giving a nod to Antonio as he began to move, both men surging upwards at the same time, filling Gilbert completely before leaving him empty, over and over again. As they moved, Ludwig whispered sweet words in his lovers ear, stroking through his hair, telling him how beautiful he was. He supposed it was guilt- he hadn't given Gilbert any previous warning about his control issues, and so jumping into something like this, particularly with his ex lover involved, could certainly be overwhelming for the man in his arms.

It helped Gilbert relax his muscles as Ludwig held him tightly, it was just the kind of control he needed and he thought without that he'd fall apart from the massive way that he had to stretch even if both men were careful not to touch his prostate, the pleasure was still overwhelming as he was fucked relentlessly and filled completely full with every thrust. He was honestly constantly surprised by Ludwig's capabilities as he realised he himself was far less experienced with this sort of sex than Ludwig turned out to be, but he was enjoying too much to care about that.

The blondes hand gripped his lovers cock tightly, beginning to pump in time with his and the Spaniards thrusts, giving a little nod to Antonio before the two switched the pace, Antonio pulling out as Ludwig thrusted in, keeping the albino pounded into at all times. Antonio groaned lowly, burying his face in Gilberts neck as he thrust at the pace Ludwig had set, instantly realizing his mistake. Ludwig raised a brow, smirking as he reached behind to turn up the vibrator in Antonios ass to full speed. "Tsk tsk. It seems neither of my boys are going to behave themselves. Seems I can't let either of them cum, now can I?" He mused, voice a low predatory growl. "Such an absolute shame." Antonios eyes widened, but he knew better than to argue, that would simply make the punishment more. He gave an obedient little nod, arms winding around Gilbert with Ludwigs, seeking some purchase as he continued to thrust, Ludwig leaning forward to capture the spaniards lips in a hot domineering kiss before moving to do that same to Gilbert. However- with Gilbert he took his time, tongue searching and mapping out every crevice of the albinos mouth. After all- if he had this opportunity, why on earth wouldn't he remind Antonio of exactly what he'd thrown away for a jealous fit?

Gilbert shuddered now that he felt a new desperation in Antonio's thrusts knowing that the other man was punished too. His own cock was twitching and in desperate need of release but he didn't dare to ask for it knowing that that way he'd just get a longer punishment. He gladly kissed Ludwig back, instantly letting him control the kiss but at the same time he tried to make it clear just how much he really wanted him, pouring all his desperation and need into the one simple contact even as he pressed his ass back against the Spaniard, letting him go deeper.

"You're doing so good Gilbert." Ludwig breathed out, giving a particularly rough thrust up into him, groaning at the tight heat, Antonios cock providing more friction against his own. He didn't praise Antonio that way because Antonio was neither his lover, nor was this his first time playing Ludwigs control games. "If you apologize really nicely, and Toni does too, maybe, just maybe, I'll let my boys cum. If you make it a really good apology, Toni and I will fill you up more than you've ever been filled baby." He purred.

Antonios eyes widened, flickering with need as he gave another sharp thrust, locking eyes on Ludwig. They'd been told to apologize, so he was allowed to speak. "Master~!" He mewled out. "Lo siento for being a bad boy! I won't do it again. Please let me cum, please please, I need to!"

"G-gott, please, just let me cum..." Gilbert breathed, his body trembling with the orgasm that he was just barely able to contain and hold back. "I'll do anything you like...god, I'll be so obedient...just let me cum and fucking fill my ass, I know you want to...please, god, please! Ah! Jesus, fuck- m-master, I need to cum," he whimpered, his voice cracking all over the place as either one of the two men pushed into him, the ecstasy almost unbearable. His eyes were wide and pupils dilated almost to the point where it looked like he was high even as needy tears stung at his eyes.

Ludwig supposed that since it was Gilberts first time playing these games, it really would be best to let his lover have it a little bit easy. "That's a good boy, of course you can cum, but only when I tell you, alright?" He murmured, peppering kisses to his throat, soft and loving. He knew Gilbert would be able to hold off enough to cum on command, he'd done that multiple times already. "Antonio, you're allowed to cum as well." He hummed out, smirk on his lips. "Antonio, you're going to push yourself right to the hilt in my sweet little lover, and cum right against his sweet spot, understand?" He ordered, his own cock already pressing deeper, brushing against the spot in question.

Antonio gave a needy nod, slamming his cock farther into the albino, angling right into the spot he was told to. He looked at Ludwig with desperate eyes, the blonde giving a nod as he cradled Gilbert closer to his chest, groaning into him how lovely he was, how much he loved him as both he and the Spaniard came, filling the other more than he had been before.

Gilbert whimpered softly and shivered violently as he felt the hot seed of both men shoot right into him, washing over his sweet spot and filling him with more heat than he had ever felt before. He didn't even notice as he himself came, the intensity of the orgasm just too much for his senses to bear as the pleasure this concentrated was something he rarely experienced. He panted against Ludwig's muscular chest, holding onto him tightly, even as he flushed slightly in embarrassment at just how needy and submissive he had become. For some of his past lovers he was of course the submissive lover, even sometimes letting the kinky indulge in him but never had he actually truly become a submissive before this.

Ludwig cradled him close, stroking through his hair gently as he pressed sweet kisses to the albinos skin. "Antonio." He ordered calmly. "You're going to fuck him with your mouth now, and make sure hes all nice and clean." Ludwig smirked down at the older man in his arms. "... While I keep properly fucking him. Understand? If you do a good job, maybe I'll let you ride my cock." He hummed out teasingly.

"Understood master!" Antonio squirmed needily, he'd do damn near anything to feel Ludwigs thick cock back inside of him. The Spaniard pulled out of Gilbert slowly, crouching behind him as Ludwig angled the silver man to show off his greedy hole, still stretched around the younger man. A greedy tongue flicked against the shaft of the young ambassadors cock before pressing into Gilbert, deeper and deeper, a groan falling from Ludwigs lips as he felt that skilled tongue stroke along his length at the same time.

Gilbert groaned at the feeling but kept his face hidden in Ludwig's chest, letting the younger man move his body around however he wished, his limbs barely able to support his body at the moment. He felt the combined seed of both men trickle out of him slowly even as he felt the Spaniard licking him out, and he had to admit, Antonio was doing a damn good job with it. As he slowly regained his senses he began kissing up Ludwig's chest, going to the crook of his neck and biting down lightly to stifle his own moans, sucking at the skin until a faint mark appeared.

Ludwig let out a hot groan at the teeth in his neck, raising a brow. "You know Gilbert…." He purred, voice almost amused. "Normally doing something like that without permission would get you a punishment- a spanking at least. However, since this is your first time, I'm willing to be more lenient. Just a warning, my love." The blondes hands stroked over his back, thrusting fast and hard up into him as Antonio continued to lick him clean. God, it felt incredible, having this kind of control once more. It was intoxicating, and all he could hope was that Gilbert was ok with it when it was done.

Gilbert looked up at him curiously, a breathy moan slipping past his lips at the continued thrusts before he leaned up and bit the young ambassador again, pointedly, this time clearly just to be a brat and push the limits even after receiving a warning of the consequence. As he was regaining his strength and getting used to the situation he was also regaining his cockiness and maybe he just wanted to see what would happen- he couldn't deny he really was an adrenalin junkie.

Ludwig raised a brow, a low predatory growl rumbling in his chest. "Antonio. Stop. It seems dear little Gilbert wants to be a bad boy. Oh what a shame." He pulled his cock out of him fast, Antonio moving back to sit on the floor on his knees, watching with hazed emerald eyes. In one swift movement, Ludwig had flipped Gilbert over his lap, his own cock pressed to the albinos stomach as he laid the older man out for himself. "I think you need a spanking, Gilbert." He told him, voice still that low growl. Ludwig was all power, all control in that moment, his eyes dark with lust. "Ten. You're going to count love." He leaned down, murmuring softly. "If it gets to be too much, tell me. I'm not going to go easy on you, my love. But if you tell me honestly to stop, I will, and we can cuddle ok?" The blonde swore, before straightening his back. "Ready baby? Count." And with that, he brought his hand back, before pressing it down, leaving a resounding slap as it collided with the porcelain skin of Gilberts rear. It stroked over the red skin lightly a moment, fingers encircling his entrance teasingly, before raising once more, the next slap harder than the first, his finger dipping into the first knuckle this time, stroking at his walls before pulling away for the third.

Gilbert yelped but did not tell him to stop, revelling in the burn the hit left. Now that side of himself he never indulged before but now he was enjoying it immensely, almost embarrassingly so, and the fact that Antonio was there, just watching it all undergo turned him on in a way he couldn't explain. Maybe it was the acute humiliation of being over the younger mans lap, being spanked and fingered, being punished. It was new, but it felt right, and if Ludwig's rock hard cock pressing against his stomach was anything to judge by his lover was enjoying it too. He counted each slap in german, a needy whine to his voice, his breathing irregular from the pain and the pleasure as his faced burned a similar shade of red as his ass.

The fourth and fifth slap soon came, the older mans ass turning a delightful red under Ludwigs hand, his free hand gripping his cock and tugging almost roughly, before sliding up to pinch his nipples, the sounds of the slaps resonating through the air. As promised, he didn't go easy on him, each hit harder than the last. It was as though he were running on autopilot, the need to dominate, to control, growing inside of him until he physically ached. Being told to stop would snap him out of it, but until then, he simply let that part of him take over.

"L-Ludwig..." Gilbert whimpered softly, clutching the bedcovers under his fingers to have something to hold on to especially as he felt his lovers large hands on his chest, pinching his perked nipples until they burned and ached. He marvelled at the younger mans strength, knowing that if he wasn't so aroused this would probably be excruciatingly painful. He glanced over his shoulder to look at the man, his eyes hazy with lust and tears and couldn't look away from the dominating, harsh, unrelenting, controlled look on his young lovers face, it made his stomach flip.

"Hush." Ludwig ordered. He hadn't given Gilbert permission to speak, sans to say if he wanted him to stop, although the older man would always be allowed to say that. "Such a naughty boy, talking without permission. Have you not learned your lesson? I suppose it'll be fifteen now instead of ten." The smirk on his lips grew, showing just a bit of teeth, making the blonde look almost dangerous as he continued punishing the other, this time slipping three digits into him without warning, dragging them down his walls. It felt incredible, dominating his love like this, claiming him completely, knowing the older mans body would follow whatever whim he asked for. "Keep counting." He ordered, pulling the digits away to land another rough slap on him.

Gilbert grit his teeth to try and stay silent. He couldn't deny that he definitely loved Ludwig being rough with him, just knowing that the younger man was stronger and that he himself was just his toy for now, willing to do anything and everything for him made his cock ache and pulse, something he knew Ludwig would feel against his thigh. The fingering wasn't hurting him, since he was plenty stretched out from earlier but it made him yelp every time, the spanking though...he was sure he'd feel that for days to come, and in a weird way he didn't object as he continued counting between moans.

Finally, when fifteen had been hit, Ludwig let him go, his face absolutely calm, but oh how those blue eyes twinkled with mischeif! "Antonio." He ordered lowly, the Spaniard jumping to his feet obediently. "Come here, little pet. You've been a good boy, so you're going to come sit on masters cock while Gilbert sucks you off." He told him firmly. Antonio certainly didn't need to be told twice, lowering himself onto the large cock, a wince breaking across his face. God, Ludwig was bigger than he remembered, and he bit his lip until it bled to keep from crying out- the pain wasn't bad enough that he wanted to stop, although he knew Ludwig would in a heartbeat if he asked. "Come on Gilbert." Ludwig coaxed, giving a rough thrust up into the spaniard before gripping the tanned cock, holding it to attention. "Don't you want to taste? Look how big it is baby."

Gilbert was still wincing a little, his body buzzing from the pain and pleasure he just experienced. But he didn't need to be asked twice either, licking his lips as he eyed the dusky cock in Ludwig's hand, however first he leaned up and gently licked the trickle of blood from Antonio's lip before leaning down obediently and taking the Spaniard into his mouth with a soft moan. Before this he definitely didn't imagine that he'd ever do this for the Spaniard but right now he craved it. He throughly licked over his tip, massaging the slit with his tongue before slowly starting to sink more and more into his mouth.

Antonio let out a mewl, his body arching upwards into the others hot mouth, even as Ludwig began thrusting with wild abandon into his hot, tight little ass. He didn't mark him though, not like he did Gilbert, and he didn't kiss him. Those things were reserved for his love alone. "Fuck… you're even tighter than I remember, little pet." He groaned hotly, continuing to guide Antonios cock into his lovers mouth, past his gag reflex, free hand continuing to stroke through his hair.

Gilbert supported himself on Antonio's thighs and obediently let his lover push the thick cock further into his mouth, sucking around it hungrily and rubbing his tongue at the sensitive veins, his nose brushing against the soft black curls above the Spaniards cock. His head bobbed under Ludwig's hand as he tried to give the Spaniard as much pleasure as possible, wanting to impress them both so badly. The spanking really did make him feel his place more acutely.

Another moan fell from Antonios lips, his body unsure whether to move towards that mouth or towards the rough cock in him, as Ludwig continued to slam in harder and harder, angling to ram into his sweet spot.

Gilbert broke away for breath for just a moment but compensated for it by pressing breathless kisses down the Spaniards shaft, bringing one hand up to massage his balls, rolling them in his hand and rubbing against the silky skin. Once he was ready again he went straight back to sucking him, taking him down his throat in one swoop and swallowing around him.

Antonio tangled his fingers in the silver hair, tugging lightly as he continued to thrust into the touch, feeling Ludwig physically lift his hips, just to slam him back down on his cock again. "Antonio…" He purred out lowly. "You're getting so tight around my cock. Would you like to come, little pet? Would you like master to cum deep inside, to make you feel hot and full?" Antonio gave desperate nod, head falling back on Ludwigs shoulder. God, all the sensations- it was simply too much for him! "Good boy." Ludwig purred, giving a particularly hard thrust into his sweet spot. "Cum for me. Now. Fill Gilberts mouth right up, lets watch it dribble down his chin…" He teased. Antonio gave a strangle cry as he came into the others mouth, Ludwig giving one last slam and cumming inside him.

Gilbert pulled back just a little as he heard them discuss release just so that he would have room to swallow and not choke although when the Spaniard did cum it was surprisingly a lot so he still ended up spluttering as much as he swallowed, his lips smeared and glistening with saliva and Antonio's seed, a thin line trickling from the corner of his mouth even as he leaned back down and made sure to lick all of the Spaniard clean.

Ludwig gently eased Antonio off his cock, getting him sitting on the bed before moving to Gilbert, kissing him deeply, possessively, mapping out every inch of his mouth roughly. "You look far too appealing with cum dripping from your lips, my love." He growled, picking him up and setting him on the bed next to Antonio. "How are my little pets feeling?" He asked softly, hands stroking over their backs and shoulders. After care was so important, especially after what poor Gilbert had had. His body must be aching! "We can take a little break… Gilbert, love, I know you aren't used to this, are you?" His voice was mildly guilty; really he should have better warned.

Gilbert leaned back against Ludwig, closing his eyes. "No, I'm not," he confirmed, his voice still a little hoarse but the cocky edge was back in it, "but that's fine, it's fun..." he hummed, turning his head a little and pressing a kiss to Ludwig's neck. Sure he wasn't expecting all of that and it would have to be one of the kinkiest things he had ever done but at the same time he really did like it, he was feeling completely wrecked right now and it showed but he didn't want Ludwig to take that the wrong way, he had loved it.

"We can take a break baby." He breathed out softly. "Love I don't want to push your body farther than it can take. So a little break, and then we'll continue ok?" Ludwig gently tugged his beloved Gilbert onto his lap, cradling him close and stroking over his tummy, free hands moving to tuck Antonio in carefully. Even if he hated the man, he'd never deny anyone he was physically with in a control fit after care- Lord knew they generally needed it.

Gilbert nodded and silently enjoyed the touches of his lover, especially to his stomach. He did need the break as his whole body stung where hit or stretched but he thought that is was ultimately worth it. He leaned forward to lie against Ludwig's shoulder, closing his eyes and letting all his sore muscles relax and still it fascinated him that there was this side of Ludwig that he'd only seen in small glimpses before.

"Are you ok baby?" He asked softly, stroking through silver locks lovingly. "I know you must be sore… but you're doing so good sweetheart… so so good." He praised. "I don't ever want you to think you can't tell me stop though, alright? I know I seem a little out of control at times like that- but a no will always stop me dead in my tracks." He swore.

"I know you will, you idiot, I completely trust you," Gilbert laughed softly, pressing a kiss to his young lovers neck. "And you know that I can take a lot but if it does get to be too much, I'll tell you, don't worry," he murmured, arching his back to crack it. It felt nice to get praise from Ludwig for this, after all it was only his first time and he was still learning how it differed from normal sex.

"I'm glad." He breathed out, a small shiver running down his spine. Okay, so far so good. Gilbert wasn't cringing away from his touch, even knowing about his control issues. Frankly, he wasn't sure what had set him off that time. Likely Antonio being there, if he were honest to himself. That little factor made his need for control all the stronger. But it was ok because Gilbert seemed to enjoy it. "Tonight we'll take a hot bath before bed alright?" He murmured, peppering sweet kisses to Gilberts head.

"Yeah, that'd be nice," Gilbert hummed, leaning up and catching Ludwig's lips in a kiss. It was still a little possessive, mostly from the Spaniard still being there, but it was reassuring as well, he wanted to make sure that the young ambassador knew that he was putting up with Ludwig's control fetishes not simply because he wanted to keep him around but because he genuinely liked it. No one had ever made him give up control in earnest, and that was intoxicating.

Ludwig visibly relaxed under the kiss, understanding- Gilbert was ok with this. He enjoyed this. Ludwig was happy for that. He deepened the kiss, pulling the other a little closer, even as Antonios soft snoring began to drift through the air- he was exhausted from all that and had fallen asleep. Ludwig snorted in spite of himself, rolling his eyes. "See why I said you were the first to be able to keep up with me?"

Gilbert shushed Ludwig playfully. "Ja, I see. He's not so bad though- even if he is a bit of a bastard he is sexy and a good fuck," he chuckled, gently rubbing the young ambassadors shoulders, moving to neatly perch on his lap. "Should we go have that bath now then?" he hummed.

"Mmm, you're much better though baby." He hummed, hooking his hands under the others ass gently before standing, walking towards the bathroom as he cradled Gilbert close. "Jacuzzi or claw foot tub, love?" He questioned, before deciding to go with the jacuzzi. He sat Gilbert on the counter, grabbing a bath bomb from under the sink and running the water nice and warm, before stripping slowly, a smile on his lips.

"You sure went hard today," Gilbert chuckled softly, studying himself in the mirror and looking at Ludwig's reflection too for good measure, licking his lips playfully. "Like you actually bruised my ass, well done," he snickered before turning his attention back to the younger man with a grin.

"Mmm, I did warn that you were misbehaving." He pointed out, letting his clothes hit the ground before carrying him into the tub. "And you did it again. So what choice did I have but to punish you, my sweet?" Ludwigs voice was amused, as he ran his fingers down over the others bruised ass.

"Oh, I know... but don't you think I asked for it on purpose?" Gilbert hummed with a smirk, lacing his fingers into the back of the younger man's hair. "I have to say, you're ridiculously sexy as a control freak, straight out of a German porno," he teased, peppering kisses over his face and jaw and neck.

"Mmm, I'm glad you enjoyed my control compulsion." He smiled wryly, rolling his eyes. "You really are something else, love. No one else has taken to my control nights as quickly as you and gone as far with it. Toni even took some time warming up to the idea."

"I'm just special," Gilbert laughed, grinning as they got into the jacuzzi and the warm water doing wonders to soothe his skin. As soon as they settled down properly he straddled the younger man's lap and lowered himself on his flaccid cock, just simply because he liked feeling it inside him, besides he was just so stretched that he needed something to fill him otherwise it was uncomfortable.

"Very much so." He agreed, eyes widening slightly as the other lowered himself onto his cock. "Baby doesn't that hurt?" He questioned softly. After all the others poor rear was so bruised and red from his spankings, that Ludwig had been very careful not to fuck him again. Even still, he rocked slightly upwards, his cock already starting to twitch and harden, although his movements were stilled and gentle, enjoying the tight heat of Gilberts body.

"No, not really, it's the opposite actually, you and Antonio stretched me so much that it's more uncomfortable without it there," Gilbert hummed, gasping softly as the young ambassador rocked up into him. "Don't get hard though, I don't promise you sex," he teased, pressing a playful kiss to his nose.

"Oh hush." He retorted with a smile. "Hard or not, I don't plan on fucking you, love. Your body needs to rest. I don't want to ask for more than you can handle. As it is, I'm so impressed with how well you did adjusting, how well you took both of us, took your punishment. I'm so proud of you Gilbert." He praised, nuzzling into him. "More and more, you prove why you're perfect for me."

"It was a piece of cake," Gilbert said breezily, pressing against Ludwig until they were chest to chest. "And being double penetrated feels so much better with two actual cocks," he hummed, resting his head against his lovers shoulder. "Also you were definitely the first to spank me, it's nice though, I like it in a weird way," he snickered, shifting his hips to get even more comfortable.

The young ambassador ran his fingers down the others back gently, caressing each bruise and mark, even as he tugged the other closer, capturing his lips in a deep kiss. "I love you, Gilbert. God… I don't even know how you made me fall so fast, but I don't think I could imagine anyone better for me." A small smirk tugged at his lips. "Don't think we're done though my love. I still have quite a bit to show you when it's just us… things that are for you and only for you."

"Oh, how exciting, you really do have the most active imagination," Gilbert laughed, draping his arms over his lovers broad shoulders. "I suppose I do love that about you, you really do keep me so very busy," he smirked.

"Mmmm what kind of lover would I be if I didn't entertain you?" Ludwig shot back with a chuckle, picking up the cloth and beginning to gingerly wash his lovers bruised up skin. "So I was thinking…. since we're going to get papers signed at the courthouse… you should still at least have a pretty white dress…. since this is our official marriage, even if we're having one when we're ready for us. So maybe tomorrow you'd like to go shopping for something?" He questioned.

"Mm, a white dress, yeah, we can shop for that, although it will have to be more modest than the one I'd wear to our second official wedding whenever that will be, but I already have a faint idea for that. So yes, definitely, tomorrow I'm blowing your money on diamonds and dresses," Gilbert teased, relaxing to let Ludwig wash him even when it stung.

"You're welcome to anything else you see as well." He told him with a smile. "Though I'd be very happy if you'd let me buy you one or two nice new suits… because God you looked sexy in that suit the first day, love. As much as I love you in dresses- damn that suit was hot. Besides, it might be best to wear suits to meetings at least until the gala. Then we can make your grand debut as mommy." Ludwig teased, stroking over his tummy.

"Mm, of course, I mean I do wear suits more often than dresses, even those who know me well have only seen me a couple of times dressed up in dresses or skirts," Gilbert pointed out, playfully nipping at his lovers ear, "but yes, I'll make sure to wear suits for you until then to get your theatrics."

"My theatrics are fun." He retorted. "Can you imagine how horrified Uncle will be? To see you not only pregnant but in drag, and looking more stunning than anyone else there? God, it will be a true delight."

"Can I have a dance with your uncle at the gala? I'll make sure to ask him in front of a lot of people so he can't say no, besides, I'm going to be his...what, nephew/niece- in law kind of deal?" he asked with a laugh.

Ludwig snorted, nuzzling his face into Gilberts throat, nipping down lightly. "You really do enjoy teasing me don't you? I suppose it's fine, really he's hard to be jealous of anyhow. By then of course, you'll be my husband, even if it is only on paper." He hummed, touching the others stomach once more, rocking his hips up into him again, water moving around them. "And very obviously pregnant with my child. So by all means, my love."

"Yeah, I solemnly swear to not touch your Uncles ass," Gilbert snickered, clearly just teasing him further, raising his hips a little to add just a little bit of friction. "And aside from your Uncle I swear not to dance with any other man, except for maybe Kirkland if he continues annoying you the next three months," he laughed.

"Darling, you're welcome to dance with anyone you want to." He swore, kissing him softly, groaning at the tiny friction. "I'm a possessive man, but not a jealous man. I know you are mine. Your stomach will tell everyone else you're mine. So really, I have no reason to worry." He pointed out, kissing along his jaw, arching up once more. "I'll have to be especially careful with you then love, wouldn't want to leave more than a few strategic marks to show when you're in that pretty dress." He mused, smirking. "Guess I'll have to leave them other places... like here..." His fingers moved to the others inner thigh, pinching gently. "... and here..." The digits slid to where that pale, bruised ass met the albinos leg.

"Yeah, as much as you are an exhibitionist, if you dare leave any visible marks for the big big events I'll just cover them up with make-up and probably get mad at you as well," Gilbert agreed, grinning widely, "but the other places that you've just indicated are fine, I suppose," he purred, lifting his hips more.

"Who said I'm an exhibitionist!?" He protested with a huff, sticking his tongue out at his lover. "If I were really an exhibitionist, I would have already taken you on the meeting room table in front of everyone." He pointed out, before pausing, chuckling lowly. "Admittedly, I thought about it before they pissed me off."

"You wanted to blow me under the table, I'm pretty sure that's still exhibitionism, not to mention the toys..." Gilbert smirked, stealing a harsh little kiss from his lips, "and I wouldn't put it past you to not fuck me on a meeting room table. Who knows, if I'm really bored during my maternity leave, I'll visit you, and make sure that your pretty cock doesn't get too lonely under your desk," he hummed.

Ludwig groaned hotly under his breath. "Fuck baby, you do know how to tease a man." He pointed out. "Maybe while I'm in meetings... we could..." A smirk. "Text back and forth. Wouldn't that be fun dear?" the blonde kissed his lover once more, before carefully lifting him and standing. "Come on baby, we're going to go take a little nap ok?" He murmured, carrying him back to the bedroom. He pulled out of the older man slowly, eyes mischievous. Oh the plans he had. "I'm going to put your toy back in so you don't feel empty ok?" He murmured softly, grabbing the baby blue device and slipping it into him carefully, before tucking him in. "Go to sleep love."

Gilbert shifted around a little, trying to get comfortable with the toy, it did feel better than being empty but not quite as good as being filled with Ludwig. "Alright," he murmured, relaxing against the pillows and nuzzling into the comforter, his body was still sore but much more relaxed and the pain became a pleasant buzz. It didn't take him long to properly relax and fall into light sleep.

Ludwig smiled, leaning down to kiss his head gently, tugging the blankets up around him, watching as Antonio cuddled into the albino in his sleep, rolling his eyes at the two, before moving to curl up in the armchair, waiting. He had to at least let them sleep a little while before his surprise.