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DISCLAIMER;

Although I wish I did, I do NOT own Hetalia- Hidekazu Himaruya does. . If I did, I would have a LOT more time to update my fanfics, AND this would actually be in the show! Anyway, enjoy!

Warnings: Rated M for a REASON (And it's in this chapter! Yay!)

NOW TO THE STORY! ENJOY MY PRETTIES!

Germany's POV

My face went scarlet and I gasped, pulling away from his shoulder. "What!?" He smiled and rubbed the back of my neck before moving his lips to the exposed skin of my chest.

"I said, 'Ludia, make love with me.'" I sighed, the fires kindled by his kisses burning warmly in my skin.

"Italy…" He interrupted me.

"Call me Feli…" He didn't stop kissing my skin, moving to my neck and shoulders, pulling my shirt down my shoulders to expose more of it, effectively distracting me.

"Feli, you're drunk… You'll regret this in the morning, if you even remember it…" It hurt to say, but I felt like it was the truth. He stopped dead, mid-kiss and pulled back. Our eyes met and his war caramel melted my ice blue.

"Ludia, I could never regret making love to you. Also, I'm not THAT drunk… I'm just drunk enough to go after what I want. I've loved you for so long, Ludia. Even when you were Ludwig, I loved you. I just never had the courage to say so. If you love me, like I hope you do, let's make love." I looked around the car, trying to avoid looking at him.

"I do love you Italy, but…" Suddenly his fierce lips were again at my throat and I couldn't help myself. I wanted this. I grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back. "Before we do this, swear you'll remember this…" I was worried about him being drunker than he looked, and maybe forgetting. He smiled and tried to move back to my neck.

"How could I forget?" I kept him at bay and stared into his eyes.

"Swear." He saw how serious I was and he smiled, putting his hand over his heart.

"I swear I will not forget a single detail from tonight." With that, I relaxed and allowed myself to be swept up in his kisses and passion surging through my own body. Our hands explored almost every inch of each other's out tongues tangled and out mouths clashed. Finally I couldn't take it anymore and I pulled away, opening the car door. I climbed out of the car and pulled him towards the room. At first, he was confused, then his eyes cleared and he smiled brilliantly.

We took the two steps to the door, wrapped in each other's arms. Our lips and bodies only broke apart for a moment so he could fumble in his pocket, separating the room card from the wad of cash left from what he used to pay for the room. I fell back into his arms as soon as the door was open, and we stumbled our way towards the bed, Feli losing his shirt, slamming the door behind us and feverously feeling every inch of my body he could reach. It felt so wonderful to feel his thin fingers explore my body. He pressed the back of my calves to the bed until my knees bent and we fell to the bed together. He broke away from the kiss to empty his hand onto the nightstand. I shook as he started to unbutton my shirt. He took it slowly, trying to keep me calm because my nerves were so on edge.

"Are you really ok with this Ludia?" I nodded and gently kissed the bare skin of his chest and neck.

"Yes, I want this more than anything Feliciano." I saw his cheek twitch in a smirk. He had reached the bottom of my shirt and he spread it wide, pushing it off my body. My face grew red and I pressed my almost naked chest to his completely naked one, trying to hide.

"Ludia… What's wrong?" His fingers traced my back and tried to calm me. "We can stop anytime you want." I shook my head. I didn't want to stop…

I blushed before whispering, "I'm nervous about what you'll think of my body…" He put his face in my hair and began to giggle quietly. His hands went down to my breasts where they pressed the mounds together and jiggled them, still giggling.

"BOOBIES!" I was taken aback. My face flared a bright red and I flicked his forehead.

"Bad boy!" His eyes cleared, and he coughed, embarrassed.

"Sorry, but really..." He smiled and rested his head on my bare chest. "Your body has always been perfect to me. Even this scar on your back." He face went serious as he traced its track and I blushed. That scar was an almost constant reminder of my last humane act of WWII. I wondered if he knew I had gotten it by Hitler's whip when I sent him away. "Because I know how you got it." I guess that answered my unspoken question.

He moved around to my back and began to kiss the scar; his fingers brushing against my shoulders, making me shudder pleasantly and relax. His lips moved up to my neck while his fingers undid my bra, brushing it off my shoulders, and throwing it to the ground in the general direction of my shirt. I was still nervous, so I tried to cover my naked breasts but he gently pulled my head back to kiss me. When he pulled away, he also pulled my arms away from my body. I didn't fight when he whispered into my ear, "Don't cover up… You're beautiful."

His hot breath relaxed me and when he claimed my lips again, I didn't fight as he gently grasped my bare breasts and began to fondle them with a light hand. I felt him grow harder against my back and suddenly I was overcome with the urge to tear his pants off and shove him inside of me like the women did in the porn I had watched in my old life. But I was scared… I wasn't one of those attractive women who could do that with ease. This was my first time, and I was nervous as hell.

Suddenly he was gently pinching my nipples and tolling them between his fingers. I couldn't take it any longer and I turned to face him, not breaking the kiss, but instead taking his hands off my breasts only to put them back once I completed my turn. I startled his lap so I was elevated above him while we kissed.

Once we broke apart for air, I reached down to undo the button and zipper on his pants. They were soon thrown next to my bra. He smiled at me and motioned to my pants. I started to undo them, but he stopped me by putting his lips to my neck and whispering, "No. Let me." They soon followed his pants. He put his left arm around my waist and his right arm came around my neck to lay me down, my head hanging slightly over the small bed. He pressed his body against mine and, with only out thin underwear separating us, made mock thrusts against me.

The friction felt so good, and I moaned, my neck going back to let my head rest against the side of the bed. His hot breath was upon my neck and I could tell it felt as good to him as it did to me because strangled, almost whining, moans dropped from his hot mouth onto my skin, creating goose bumps where ever they landed.

Finally, I couldn't take the mock, almost half pleasure anymore. I lifted my head, my hands running through his hair, my fingers brushing his curl, causing his already hard cock to jump against me, and I whispered into his hair. "Take me Feliciano… I'm ready." His cock stood even straighter as he hesitated, absorbing what I had just said. Then, suddenly, he got up and tore his underwear off, freeing his struggling cock. I smiled and put my hand on his shoulder while he bit his lip, looking at my body with absolute desire. I kissed his chest and pushed him down so he was resting against the pillows, I wanted to have a little bit of control during this.

My underwear gently drifted down my legs and I tossed them away, towards the small pile of clothes on the floor. I moved forward so I was straddling his lap once again. He gasped and his hands traveled up and down my sides before his head came up to rest in my breasts, tears in his eyes.

Concerned, I tilted his head back and wiped them away. "What's wrong Feli?" I felt like using his nickname would help calm him. He smiled and too my hand in his own.

"People cry when they're happy as well as sad… And I am happier than I ever thought I would be." I sighed, happy he was ok.

"I am too…" We stayed there for a moment, staring into each other's eyes, before I pushed him against the pillows once more. He smiled and relaxed under me, encouraging me to continue. I sighed and focused on the task at hand. I tried to move my vigina onto his penis, but it moved a little. He gripped the base.

"Go ahead and try again." I tried once more, groaning as I did so. It hurt and I could tell it hurt him too, the way he cringed, with one eye closed. "Maybe if we…" He blushed, but pressed on, "Put some spit on it, it'd help…" He went to spit on his hand, but I stopped him. Sometimes the women in porn would suck on their lover's cock, and I wanted to do that for Feliciano. I tried to remember what those girls did.

I hit my bottom, making it shake, while I said, "I've been a very… naughty girl." I could see him hold back a laugh until my mouth closed gently around the head of his cock. At which point his eyes rolled back and he sighed happily.

I got as far down his member as I could go comfortably, going a bit too far and gagging a little. He was not as big as I used to be, but he still was not small enough to fit in a mouth comfortably. Instead of gagging myself on his member, I stuck my tongue out along the vein on the bottom of his member, loving the way it made him squirm and moan. I quickly rotated my head, covering as much of his sensitively pink member with my spit as I could before moving off him. "Better?" He nodded.

"That should be more than good enough." I sat across his lap again and tried to sit on his cock. It went into my vagina easier, but it still got stuck. We kept gentle, constant pressure on each other until something popped and he slid into me completely. It hurt, being stretched in such a way, but I knew it'd feel good once I got used to it. Plus, the look on his face was more than worth it. His eyes were unfocused, his pupils huge. I kissed the mouth that hung open. His eyes focused onto my face and he grabbed my back, rolling us so we were laid across the bed. "Oh Ludia… You feel… So amazing!" He pulled back and thrust back in. I squeaked in pain. I wasn't used to his girth inside me and it hurt to have him move so soon. He gasped and wiped the tears forming in my eyes. "Oh Dio (god) Ludia! I'm sorry! Are you alright!?" I nodded, panting hard against his skin.

"Ja… I'm ok… Just give me a second. This is my first… time after all." He held me close to his chest and stroked my hair.

"Just tell me when you're ready." I smiled against his skin and licked it gently.

"Thank you Feli." He kept stroking my hair for the couple minutes it took to get used to him. Finally I looked up at him, nodding before attacking his lips with my own. His moans were strangled by my own as he slowly began to trust shallowly in and out of me. I broke from the kiss to wrap my legs around his waist, drag my fingers down his back, and whisper into his ear, "You can move faster..." He obliged by picking up the pace, making me moan.

He rolled into me like a wave, motion after motion cresting mover me. His breath panted out over my body, riving me higher and higher over this peak we were ascending. The waves picked up in their frequency as our lips clashed, our tongues danced and dueled with each other, and our hands felt the sweat pooling on our bodies.

Soon I was at the peak and over it, crying out, my back arching and spasming in release. It was different from what I remembered as a man, better, more intense. I wasn't sure if that was because I was a woman or I wasn't on my own.

He slowed his pace for a moment until my moans tapered down. His breath was hot in my ear as he whispered, "Oh god you're hot when you cum." Then, suddenly, he was moving faster and faster, my nerves finally shorting out and reducing me to a blissful puddle of moans and pleasure. His breath became even more labored as his pace erratic as I was about the reach the peak once more. I could tell he was close, but I was approaching too fast for us to go together. Desperate, I searched for a way to drive him over the edge the same time as me. My eyes rested on the curl bouncing up and down in time with his erratic, desperate thrusts. "Ludia… I'm so… I'm almost…"

I understood and right before he drove me over the edge, I grabbed his curl and pulled hard. His eyes glazed over and we screamed our pleasure as one, his hips locking in place, his load releasing inside me. We both panted and stared deeply into the other's eyes, words not able or even needed to express the passion and love we felt for each other in that moment and for the rest of our lives. He smiled and kissed me. Not as deeply or as lustfully as before, but longs, sweet, and wonderful.

He slowly climbed off of me and lay next to me on the bed, pulling me close to him. "Wow Ludia…" His hand went down, collecting some of the juices that dripped from my hole. I was a little taken aback, but trusted him, even though I still blushed. His fingers came away covered in a mixture of my velar juices, his white ones, and my blood. He gasped when he saw the blood, sitting up. "ARE YOU OK!?" My eyebrow rose and I nodded.

"Women bleed their first time." He relaxed.

"Oh ya… It's your first time as a woman."

I sighed quietly, mumbling under my breath, "Ever." I corrected him. His eyebrow rose this time.

"Really?" I nodded, blushing a deep red.

"I wouldn't lie about something like this… You're my first." He smiled and hugged me tightly.

"I'm honored you trusted me with that. I just wish I could…" He yawned. "Say the same thing…" I kissed him gently and pushed him onto the bed.

"Go ahead and sleep Feliciano. I'll still be here in the morning."

He held me tightly to him and whispered into my ear, "Don't get up and leave me in the morning." I giggled and kissed his bare chest.

"I won't." We fell asleep together, our arms intertwined, our forehead touching and our bodies close to each other.

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