Hi everyone! I wanted to apologize for the lack of updates in the past few days! It wasn't due to a lack of inspiration. It was due because my computer which is 6 years too old and has finally decided to go on the fritz. I ordered a new one and it should be here in about two weeks. Till then I'll try to update when my internet is working. I think I have it pretty stable now that I'm not listening to itunes and overloading the processes. I will try to keep up with the daily updates now that I think I have my computer working again (somewhat). In this chapter we finally get some Ludwig/Feliciano loving! Lol. Thanks to everyone who reviewed and here are the replies!
Fizzgig and Ragamuffin: Egads? Lol. You sound like a creepy scientist who just made a discovery! Lol. I want you to know that I blame you for my licorice craving. You're right I'm sure we both did fine. I made an A on my college Algebra! Woot! Did you get your grade yet? Lol, hey don't want to seem like I'm exploiting your britishness but how do people make tea in England? Is there a certain way to do it? But yeah, I thought that it was only fair that I make something that Francis is horrible at! Lol. Poor Francis! I believe you were right about Ukraine. I love playing the UST card! I think most people want to hug England (especially Francis). He's simply adorable! I'll be happy to be stuck with you until you get bored. Fizzy Pop? Is that like soda? Have fun overloading yourself on caffeine! Thanks a ton for the review!
Star Anise: Yeah, Francis really had no idea what he was doing. I wonder how you treat rose petals? I need to look that up! Lol. I think Francis had good intentions though but it was still a good thing that Iggy didn't drink it. On the bright side at least he's good in the kitchen. He's French so he better be! Lol. I love writing a vulnerable Arthur! It just gives Francis more time to cuddle with him uninhibited! Lol. Yeah, Ukraine really is to nice for her own good. Thanks a ton for the review!
SpirallingHarmony: Yup! Poor Lovino! I'm thinking about getting Spain in this story for him. Geez, this story sure has grown from what I thought it would be! Lol. I tend to like making Lovino be sweet to Ukraine to keep him in character. He always seems to be really nasty to all other men but I like how he acts nice around the ladies! Lol. About the noodles...let's just say she wanted to do the noodle test to see if they were done. Lol. I will try my best to keep Turkey and Greece in character because I think Turkey likes a challenge and his mind is so weird he would probably get turned on at the thought of fighting the other! Lol. You know what they say, love and hate are two sides of the same coin. You'll see what I'm talking about when I wrote that Turkey was a "drug dealer" later in the story. But in my mind he deals the love drug to Greece! (God, that was cheesy!) I liked how Francis has French cooking powers but I didn't even think of the Britannia Beam! (gasp). Seriously, when I read that I started seeing Francis and Arthur running around in little sailor moon uniforms taking down monster screaming "French power" and "Britannia beam"! Lol! You got that right! Francis is here to stay! He wouldn't leave his uke! That's not what a good seme does! Lol. Yeah Francis is really lucky that Arthur was sick because they probably would have gotten in another fist fight if he wasn't. Tea is a great drink to have...as long as it isn't made by Francis. Thanks a bundle. This chapter has a BDSM loving Ludwig in it so I hope it's written well. Thanks a ton for the review!
3THE4PHSYCOTIC5TWINS6: Yeah, that's what I was implying but I think I may be moving towards love too fast. I mean they've only known eachother a week. Is that long enough to start having feelings for someone? I don't know but I think I like writing an Arthur in denial. Lol. Francis always thinks about molestation! If someone were to take all the thoughts of molestation out of his head there wouldn't be anything left! Lol! Thanks a ton for the review!
Yuuvune: Thanks! I liked the name too but I was afraid a french person might cuss me out for it! Happy to know that wasn't the case! I like tea too. What's your favorite flavor? There was once this apple tea that was delicious but they stopped selling it and I never found it again (pouts). I wanted Lovino and Katyusha to have a close friendship, since they do her fainting doesn't even phase him anymore. Is Greece not usually strong? I know he's pretty laid back but him and Turkey are always fighting so I thought the he may become stronger is Turkey was around. If you need a picture just image Greece with rippling muscles fighting off Turkey with equally rippling muscles (drool). Happy the fluff worked out well! Thanks a ton for the review!
Shurunei: Thank you and I agree! I thought it would be the perfect time to make Arthur emotional because sick people always let their true fears show when their sick, plus I didn't know any other time I could make Arthur that cute and vulnerable! I will put more Turkey and Greece in at a later date. Turkey is pretty hot but he would look so much cuter without the mask. Why does he wear that thing anyway? Maybe he has a deformed eye or something? I hope not! Yeah THIS type of history is the best but I have a feeling that the history taught in the classroom isn't as great. Glad the chapter worked out. Thanks a ton for the review!
soggypotatoes: Thank you! I'm glad the chapter was enjoyable. Please don't get into trouble with the laptop! On the brightside you can always tell them you were researching history! Lol. Thanks a ton for the review!
Ivan growled as he forcefully put the pipes back into place. Of course this would happen to him, the only sane person on the whole ship. An angry pout came over the face of the Russian. He didn't appreciate Ludwig ordering him to fix the ship in that all commanding voice. A dark chuckle exited him as he imagined himself destroying all of the piping just to have the ship sink. He could see all the worms that he was forced to work side by side with running around with their heads cut off and drowning in the middle of the ocean.
The vision was making the psychopath feel a certain amount of glee at the prospect of sabotage but then his vision switched to the self proclaimed hero trying to save everyone while the ship would be slowly going down into the ocean and flooding everything. Alfred would be running around in a silent panic as he ran all the others to safety but they would have to suffer slowly as the water kept rising. He could see the blond going into a mild panic attack as he realized that he wasn't the hero.
The happiness that the anger induced thought of killing everyone suddenly evaporated turning into sadness. He certainly didn't care if the others died but if his Sunflower died he wouldn't have anyone around to challenge him. A thoughtful sound exited the lavender eyed man as he leaned up against the wall in the basement. He didn't even like Alfred but there was something about how the "hero" would stupidly (and knowingly) be rude to him. The blond had grown on him like a skin devouring infection.
What had started out as an intense dislike had somehow over time turned into a need to prove his worth to the younger. The Russian scoffed. How mixed up. If anyone should be trying to prove their worth to anyone it should be Alfred trying to get his approval! A giggle exited him as he thought about taking some of his frustrations out on the younger. The door the led to the deck opened as his Sunflower came through. Ah, perfect timing.
"Hey Ruski! Hide me!" The blond whizzed down the stairs as he hid behind the massive repairman. Ivan giggled as he raised an eyebrow at the younger who was holding onto the back of his coat and sparing glances at the door.
"ALFRED! I TOLD YOU TO CLEAN THE WHOLE SOUTH DECK AND YOU ONLY CLEANED NINETY-EIGHT PERCENT OF IT!" An angry German voice yelled from behind the door. A sadistic smile rose to the Russian's face. He made sure to let Alfred see it. The blond growled as he looked at the repairman.
"Hell No Ivan! You're the sidekick AND the villain! You are supposed to protect the hero!" A giggled exited the Russian. His little Sunflower was so impulsively mindless. He was going to enjoy manipulating that sentence.
"Da, but I get to decide when I want to be a sidekick and when I want to be the villain. What are you going to give me in exchange for hiding you?" Outrage filled the blond as he looked up at the Russian with his sky blue eyes. A scowl set onto his features as he glared up at the older. He was met with a chilling competitive smile that sent the hairs on his neck standing up.
"Nothing!" The footsteps outside the door began to get louder. A desperate whine exited the younger. He had two choices. Get chewed out and told to completely re-mop the deck or he could submit to the repairman's perverted wishes. God, he understood what being trapped between a rock and a hard place was like now.
"Are you sure about that Sunflower?" Ivan asked as he smiled at his lover. He ran the back of his hand teasingly over the front of Alfred's shirt, making the younger shiver. It was such a careless move that let him know exactly what the Russian's intentions were. He could feel the other man's nails slightly catch on one of his nipples. A shiver ran through the younger at the exotic feel. The footsteps were getting closer.
"Oh fine!" A sadistic smile crossed the repairman's face as he roughly sunk his fingers into that sunny blond hair and forced the younger on his knees. The nineteen year old artillery specialist grunted as his knees roughly hit the floor. The pain was mildly turning him on. Ivan smirked as he looked down at the blond. Yes, this is how things should be. Alfred winced at the pain in his scalp. In an attempt to gain control he licked Ivan's shaft through the fabric of the pants. The Russian could barely feel it but he looked down and smirked.
"If you wanted a taste that bad all you had to do was ask." Ivan childishly stated as he brought the blond's head closer to his groin. The artillery specialist growled. There was no way he was going down without a fight! He would win the battle of lust! Alfred carefully undid the buttons of the repairman's trousers with his teeth. Ivan could feel himself hardening further at the move.
He liked this. He liked when Alfred was on his knees waiting to please him. That's why he could never get rid of his Sunflower. The younger began to use his hands to pull out the Russian's manhood which earned him a sharp tug on his hair. The artillery specialist looked up at the insane repairman in annoyance.
"Nyet. Keep your hands behind your back." The annoyance turned into a pout. It wasn't too late. He could still back out and go fix his cleaning mistake, but a dark part that was hidden deep inside of the "hero" didn't want to. Sometimes Alfred wondered if he was addicted to the older. He made a show of sighing dramatically before he put both of his arms behind his back. A chill ran up the older at the sight of the submission. The grip on the younger's hair became tighter as the Russian guided him onto his length.
Alfred opened his mouth and greedily began to suck. Ivan leaned against the wall for support. It was a challenge to get a rhythm with his hands behind his back. The younger's knees ached as he rocked back and forth. He started out slow but he began to move fast and furious. He took a deep breath as he moved himself closer into Ivan, taking the entire shaft into his mouth.
"THERE YOU ARE!" A loud voice yelled from the door. When did that get opened? The artillery expert let out a shriek and promptly fell backwards. A groan exited him as all of his body weight fell on his hands. The German stood in the doorway. He stared dumbfounded for a moment at the couple before his glare increased. His arms crossed in front of him as he raised an eyebrow. Ivan just pouted at having his blowjob stopped. Alfred looked up at the acting Captain with wide eyes. Oh fuck, he was so busted.
"Oh don't stop on my account. This was apparently important enough to ignore my calling so please don't let me interrupt." The German said in a sarcastic tone. Ivan shrugged as he picked up he helped his lover up. A blush rose to Alfred's cheeks as he realized the situation he was now in. Damn Ivan! Fine! Mr. Acting Captain wanted a show, the blond would give him one!
Instead of attempting to deep throat again he started to lick the side of the repairman's dick with long clean strokes. The artillery specialist let out a long drawn out moan as he began to gently nibble on the head. He felt like a porn star! He listened as the Russian's breathing increased. He then pushed himself forward as he took the whole length into his mouth. He ran his tongue on the underside of the dick as he kept up the furious deep throating pace.
Ivan was watching the younger man under him as he moaned again. His little Sunflower was such an exhibitionist! He began to lightly pump his hips in and out of the younger's mouth. He could feel the back of the artillery specialist's throat on his tip. Ludwig still stood near the door. He watched the two with an unreadable expression. The blond could feel Ivan hesitate for a second before he came into the other's mouth. He began to drink the cum. A slow clap echoed around the room. Ivan looked up at the Acting Captain while Alfred tuned around. A little of the pearly liquid escaped from the side of his mouth. The younger licked it up with his tongue. It was almost how a cat would with cream.
"Bravo. Now Alfred I believe there is a deck you should be mopping." Ludwig stated as he glared at the artillery specialist. Ivan let out an insane giggle as he looked at the uptight man. Alfred looked flabbergasted! What was this guy made of? He just gave a damn good show! He shouldn't have to mop the deck!
"Don't worry Sunflower. You're not going anywhere yet." The Russian said in a quiet voice as he pulled up his pants. The Russian lifted the younger from the floor to his feet. The glare from the German increased. Ivan pulled a pipe from out of his coat and tightened his grip. Ludwig reached near his sword in case he would have to defend. Alfred nervously looked between the two. The room had gotten considerably colder.
"Why don't you punish someone who deserves to be punished. I know who caused the Captain to go missing Da." The repairman said in a sing song voice.
"It was probably you." Ludwig stated. The Russian's face took on an innocent look and his tone became surprised.
"Me? No. I was right beside you taking the bigger sail down. Tell me who was missing. Yao, Kiku, Alfred, Eli, Feliks, Francis, Arthur, you, Gilbert, Roderich, Nore, Den and myself were all in eyesight. Tell me who wasn't around around during that time. How could have the sail in the back have mysteriously started flapping?" A small smile came over the repairman as the Acting Captain's face became distant for a moment. The normally unreadable German's eyes widened for a millisecond before his face was schooled yet again into a scowl.
"I need to go check on something. Alfred you will redo that deck!" The Acting Captain ordered as he swiftly walked out of the room. Ivan smiled.
"Well, that went well. Don't you think so Sunflower?" Alfred stared at the door. What the hell just happened and why the fuck did he have to re-mop the deck! He glared hatefully at the older who looked down on him with a pleased smile.
"Well? You think that went well! I'm lucky that he didn't give me any more chores! What the fuck?" A confused yet sinister look came over Ivan as he answered the seething blond.
"I know, you are lucky. You should do your chores properly and then you won't have to worry about doing them a second time. I must go back to work. I will see you later." The younger was nearly foaming at the mouth with rage. An innocent smile crossed the Russian's face as he slowly led the other to the door. The younger's murderous thoughts were so disconnected that he was following the Russian and not even taking notice of it. Alfred's thoughts all combined together into one explosive rage but when he came to from his pissed off inner ramblings and fantasies about butchering a Russian he felt a light kiss on his cheek and heard a door slamming in his face.
He let out an angry growl as he pulled at the door knob. Unsurprisingly it was locked. The younger began to furiously punch and kick the door. He fingered the gun that sat to the side of his hip. He thought about shooting that damn door in but an image of an angry Ludwig came to his mind. He let out a sigh of defeat as he walked back to the south deck. Ivan wasn't getting any from him ever again! Damn it all to hell.
The Acting Captain swiftly walked around the deck. His face showed nothing but annoyance yet on the inside he was considering what the Russian had said. He didn't remember seeing his lover when they were taking down the sail. It was also strange that the littlest sail had mysteriously come undone despite that it was tied down like all the others.
God. Why did the one person he likes have to be such an idiot? Maybe there was an evil side to the younger? Maybe he just pretended to be cute and innocent to sabotage the ship. The idea was instantly thrown out. He highly doubted that the small deckhand had enough intelligence to put that much effort into a plan.
The Acting Captain passed Yao, Kiku, Nore, and Feliks sewing up the sails that had gotten damaged by the storm. Feliks walked around them and commented on their skills. The sky was sunny today and the water was still. The ship was sitting in the water not moving at all. There wasn't much that the ship could do without its sails. Feliks made a joke which made all the others laugh. Ludwig let out a sigh.
Was he surrounded by incompetence? Why did they all not just buckle down and do the work? With the way the others treated their jobs it was a miracle that anything got done! Roderich took his sweet time in the kitchen and would often bring out his violin to play when he should have been cooking! Ludwig could not tell you how many burnt things he had eaten over the years because the cook was lost in song! Kiku trailed after Yao all day and wouldn't leave his side to do anything for the ship unless the older pouted and asked him to. Wang Yao was quiet but tended to encourage this frivolous behavior! He was like the eternal big brother! Gilbert his moronic little brother who just HAD to tag along couldn't do a job correctly to save his life! He would always start the job but then find it boring and go do something more "awesome". Ivan just sat in that basement all day plotting murder or arguing with Alfred. If it was up to Ludwig and the man wasn't such a mechanical genius he would drop him back into that asylum he came from!
Alfred was almost just as bad a Feliciano! He didn't know how many times a day he would be trying to "save" someone while declaring the whole time he was a "hero". Hearing that everyday for the past four years can get tiring. He also tended to encourage others flights of fancy. Why Alfred would encourage a streaking race was beyond him. Den would do his work but he would take tons of breaks and distract the others by joking or getting into a crude conversation. Nore actually did the work but tended to always be looking over his should or talking to things that didn't exist. There was Eli who was convinced she was a boy and tended to spend all day reading romance novels or encouraging the men to display their affections for each other. Feliks was obsessed with fashion and tended to dress like a woman when drunk. He couldn't even tell you how many times the tailor had dragged a worker off in the middle of the day to dress them up as a girl for his "collection". His little Feliciano was just sometimes so useless. He couldn't lift much, he liked to take midday naps, and Feliciano would always embarrass him by asking for kisses. Ludwig didn't know why he put up with that.
The biggest time wasting encourager was possibly Captain Arthur. The Captain could rule with an iron fist when he wanted to but he never cared much if his crew slacked off, so much as the work got done properly at the end of the day. He tried to make friends with his crew! Where Ludwig comes from the Leader isn't supposed to make friends with the workers. The Leader is supposed to direct with a decisive attitude and hand down the jobs without any sympathy. He was supposed to triple check that the work was getting done quickly, effectively, and without any distractions. His Captain would always be reading, talking to "fairies", or drinking.
Then there was the Prince who didn't to have any intention of leaving. He supposed that he was happy that the Captain had finally claimed a lover but it was so unexpected! Eli said that they had probably been lovers for years and since the rebellions in France were getting bad, the Captain must have seen this as a perfect time to strike and get his lover in a protected environment. It killed two birds with one stone. She also said that they must have been secretly planning this for a long time. Ludwig shook his head. He hated to admit it but it might have happened like that. It was only a day after the Prince was kidnapped that Francis was announcing their wedding. The Captain argued but it was more like the arguing of a married couple. Maybe they were fighting over the wedding date?
He supposed it was only a matter of time that the Captain took someone. He understood that it was human nature to pair off but this was ridiculous! This ship should just be called the "love" ship as much as everyone was getting it on! He bet if the world had a "how many times a week do you do it" test they would win hands down! Ludwig would keep that idea to himself. The last thing he needed was Alfred to start interviewing people about how many times they had sex.
Now that the Captain was lost all that the second in command was getting was attitude, pouts, and whispers behind his back. His own little brother (who had been confined to deck work until further notice) was starting to spread conspiracy theories behind his back for revoking the crow's nest position. He hoped that the Russian was wrong with his statement but Ludwig knew that he probably wasn't. Ivan was insane not stupid. He hated it when he had to pick up after his lover's messes.
He walked to where the crow's nest was to see the smaller man pacing back and fourth in the circular raised platform. He looked anxious and kept wringing his hands. That was all Ludwig needed to prove the Russian right. Feliciano couldn't keep things to himself for long. He didn't have any filter and tended to be constantly talking. It must have been killing him not to say something.
"Feliciano!" The German yelled up. The younger stopped, tensed, and looked at the Acting Captain nervously. The only way he would ever look at his lover with anything less than complete adoration was when he was feeling guilty for something.
"Yes Ludwig?" The small male nervously stated.
"Come to my quarters. We have something we need to discuss." The superior coldly stated. Feliciano watched in a panic as his superior turned heel and walked towards their room. A chill came over the younger. Ludwig was taking THAT tone. He knew that the tone was normally reserved for punishments only. A sigh exited him as he willed his hands to stop shaking. The small man made his way down from the crow's nest. He had better get this over with.
Ludwig pulled out the handcuffs and the candles. It was his little ritual. He always had his little kinks but he had never thought that he would find someone that he could actually put through them. He heard the knob on the door turn to reveal his little lover. He had that wide eyed slightly scared look on his face. Good, at least Feliciano knew what was going to happen.
"You wanted to see me Ludwig?" The smaller nervously stated. He was met with a small smirk that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand straight up.
"Feliciano, were you the one that took down the sail?" The German bluntly asked. The little deckhand started to visibly sweat now.
"Umm…no…I ..m..mean…maybe? Ok! I did it! I wanted to help everyone out and the sail started moving in all these weird ways and then the lever came loose and I'M SO SORRY!" The younger rambled as he began to start sobbing. Large fat tears rolled down Feliciano's face. Ludwig looked at his little lover and felt a bit of pity rise up in him. He wanted to take the younger into his arms and just throw away any punishments he had planned but he knew that if he did Feliciano would never learn.
"Come here." Ludwig demanded. They other slowly walked in front of his lover. The older German began to gently wipe the tears off.
"You know that you can't do things like that. I know you were only trying to help but you have to think before you act." The German gently said as he pulled his little lover into his lap. Feliciano buried his head into his lover's shoulder and continued to sob. The older soothingly rubbed his back. He began to lightly kiss the collar bone.
The hold tightened as Ludwig carefully pulled the shirt off his lover. Feliciano raised his arms to help the older. He hated how tender Ludwig would treat him before the punishment began. The shirt was thrown across the room. The little Italian was picked up bridal style and carried to the bed. He stayed in the face up position that he was in. A sigh of relief was mentally let out. If he was placed face up than he wouldn't get a spanking. He hated that. It was so humiliating.
The German smirked as his eyes hardened. He could feel himself hardening at the situation. Here he had someone who he could literally do anything to. Feliciano was more or less helpless compared to him. He watched as the younger shivered as the older placed teasingly gentle touches on his groin. The Acting Captain could feel it began to grow. The deckhand began to move as he felt the heat rising in him at the German's dominance.
"Don't move." Ludwig ordered and his lover went still as a board. He smiled to himself, he had trained Feliciano so well.
"This is for not listening to orders which resulted in the Captain to be thrown overboard." The older stated as he grabbed the lighter and lit up the candles. A small bit of fear rose in the smaller man on the bed as he eyed the candles. Ludwig had never introduced those before. He wondered what type of torture his lover was going to put him through. The candles made shadows in the darkened room. A small kiss was coldly placed on the younger's lips but he didn't dare move. A rather scary smile came over the German as he held the lit candle upside down. The wax from the candle dropped down directly onto the smaller man's stomach.
Feliciano bit his lips as the candle wax burned him before hardening. He wanted to cry out but he knew that if he did he would get punished. The older walked closer and Feliciano felt his hands being cuffed up against the head board. He offered no resistance.
"Spread your legs." Ludwig ordered in a cold voice. The smaller man instantly did as he was told. The German continued to hold the candle above his pet's stomach as he pulled off the pants that Feliciano was wearing. He let out a sigh as yet again his lover was wearing underwear. He pulled at the band.
"What did I tell you about wearing these?" The older harshly demanded. The small deck hand flinched at the tone and at the burn of the wax on his stomach.
"Not to Master." The younger whispered. A self satisfied smirk rose to Ludwig's features. He was proud that Feliciano didn't forget the title. He had even remembered that when he was getting punished he was only to whisper. The younger didn't know that he just lessened his punishment by remembering those things. The Acting Captain made a tsking noise as he pulled off the undergarments.
"So why are you Slave?" The German asked as if he was thinking about something .
"I don't know Master." Feliciano stated. He could feel himself hardening under that mildly annoyed look that Ludwig was giving him. There had to be something wrong with him. There was no way a normal person would be getting off on this. The "Master's" eyes narrowed as he looked at his slave. Knowing the younger it was probably the truth. His lover could be extremely empty headed at times. He moved the hand that was holding the candle so the wax would drip directly on the other's nipples. Ludwig grabbed the pulsating flesh of the younger with his hand that was available. The lip was bit harder as the younger tried to be still.
A smirk rose to the older as he watched the smaller man. His own manhood was straining in his pants as he looked at Feliciano. He moved the candle so it hit the other nipple. He loved the way the pain flashed over his lover's face before it turned to relief that the wax wasn't going to be burning forever. The candle moved down to his lower stomach before being lowered to drip directly on the slave's manhood. A gasp escaped Feliciano as his dick was slowly becoming covered in wax. The dominant shrugged as some of the wax hit his hand that was still holding the flesh. The candle was turned back to the rightful position and Ludwig eyed the hardened shaft of his little pet hungrily.
"Beg." The German harshly demanded. A gasp exited Feliciano as he became aware of the hand holding him now that the candle was put on the table. The slave still laid still. He had become acutely aware of Ludwig's hand on him and though the wax was a punishment it was also getting him aroused. The younger was happy to have an order where he could talk. He answered in that husky whispered voice that the dominant loved.
"Please. Please do something with my dick! Please Master! I can't stand it anymore! Please." Ludwig smiled as he began to move his hand up and down. He could tell how much his little pet was trying to resist raising his hips but little miniature thrust could be seen. Precum began to dribble down the tip and pool at the base. He began to run his other gloved hand over the younger's chest, peeling off the wax. He could feel that Feliciano was just about to climax when he took the hand away. A whimper escaped the younger. Ludwig stood up at the edge of the bed and began to jerk himself off to the image that his sexually frustrated pet provided.
He loved Feliciano so much. His mate was so submissive. He watched as the younger's eyes stared hungrily at his shaft. He loved teasing his lover like this. He could feel himself coming to his end and came over Feliciano's face. The smaller man made a whine at the back of his throat. A calm smile spread over Ludwig's face as he pulled his pants up. He walked over and blew out the candle before he walked outside to resume his Acting Captain duties. He would get Feliciano out in a few hours after he had reflected on his lesson.
I always thought that with the way Ludwig loved BDSM and the way Feliciano was so submissive they probably had a secret Master/Slave relationship. I decided I was going to put Peter in this story for Berwald and Tino. Thanks for the reviews and don't hesitate to tell me what you think!
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