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Winter turned into spring, and Michelle never saw Gilbert anymore, apart from when he was passing by with his friends but then he always avoided Michelle. Did he told anyone or did he not, it still remained a mystery.

Life was going on as usual. At first Arthur was concerned about the presence of Matthew because it highly increased the risk of being discovered, but Matthew was so discreet and silent that Arthur eventually agreed that after all he could stay. But Michelle couldn't help but think about the fact that Arthur never asked her for any explanation about what Gilbert had said on the night of New Year's Day. Maybe he already knew everything, but the way he acted just as usual made the hypothesis unclear. She also wondered what Ludwig was becoming. But a voice in her head told her to forget him, for he had probably forgotten her.

Francis told her that Love shows up one day and last forever, because when he's the one, he's the one and not another, no matter you try to fight against it or not. But then she knew it was not true. Love, like all good things, never last forever. And when you notice it, all what it does is hurting you until the pain disappear, healed by the time.

She scrubbed her mother's old cooker with tiredness.

Arthur and Matthew were away for a few weeks working with the Resistance camp. The fact of being alone again made her feeling the need of filling the silence of the house with thoughts that had no answers.

Why did Ludwig tell his brother she was a girl of easy virtue and that he could have her? Why doing that to her? She tried to remember when she could have been mean to him but she didn't find. All she could remember was all the most wonderful moments of all her life. Why did he betray her?

Tears came into her eyes but she urged herself not to cry. That stupid Kraut didn't worth it. It's what Francis would have said.

She took the bucket full of soapy water and headed for the front door. She opened it, stepped outside on the flight of steps and emptied it into the flowers down below. But instead of going straight into the flowers, water splashed on her feet and on a person that was standing there for some strange reason. She jumped back and put her hand on her mouth.

"E-excuse me, I- Oh mon Dieu! "

She dropped the empty bucket and almost fell when she saw a soaked Ludwig trying to wring out his jacket.

"Nein. It's my fault." He said after an awkward silence.

Michelle's chest trembled at the sound of his accented voice that sounded so surreal. When was the last time she heard it? He caught the bucket rolling down the stairs and handed it to her.

"I was standing there, I didn't dare knocking…"

Spring was there but as they were still in march the weather was still cold. Stupid Kraut or not, the man would catch a cold staying outside and wet like that.

She asked him to come in, while looking after herself to act perfectly neutral with him, like if he was a perfect stranger. Even when she helped him getting rid of his wet jacket and trousers, leaving him in undershirts and undershorts only, she did her best not to show any emotion.

"Thank you." He smiled.

She ignored him while hanging his clothes.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, not even looking at him.

Her heart nearly broke when she guessed from his long silence how shocked he was, hearing her icy tone.

"I-I'm on leave for three days. That is why I took the train and came here to see you. He paused.

Michelle was still staring at something invisible through the window. But it seems you don't want to see me as much as I want to see you."

Michelle closed her eyes. He obviously didn't know what his brother tried to do.

"You've spoken." She replied, as sharp as a knife. "You told your brother."

Michelle turned to face him. He sat on a chair and put his face into his palm.

"That was stupid. He had suspected I was having a relationship with a Frenchwoman. He begged me and threatened me to make me speak. I resisted for weeks. Until that stupid beer bet. If he won I would tell him everything and if I did he would interchange our first names on the list of the relocated troops and so he would go to Germany in place of me. Our superiors wouldn't have noticed anything. I had the chance of maybe staying here with you, so I accepted…

- And you lost.

- Ja… Brüder takes his drink better than me, I should have known it.

- He broke here completely drunk on the New Year's night and tried to ask me embarrassing things. Michelle eventually decided to say.

- What?! He had stood up so sudden that the chair nearly fell.

- Do not worry, I neutralized him easily. He was too drunk to realize what was happening to him.

- Brüder… I do not understand. I know he's a bit aggressive, excited and impossible sometimes but he's a good guy… How could have he been capable of that? He shook his head. I will talk with him. He swore. He will give you his apologies."

Michelle nodded. She didn't know what to think then the question about Gilbert had an answer.

Ludwig hesitated for a few seconds and took her hands.

"I'm so sorry. I've been too long. And I guess you have forgotten me and maybe you are with another man. I look stupid with my impossible love."

He freed her hands and walked a few steps away towards his wet drying clothes. Michelle bit guiltily her lip. Ludwig looked even cuter when he was sad. Her mind was ordering her to stay standing there and let him disappear forever, but it seems that it was her heart who was ruling her body and voice.

She ran to him and grabbed his arm.

"Non!" She shouted.

Surprised, he turned to look at her.

"D-don't go away!"

The words had split out of her mouth before she had thought about them and she blushed. She wanted everything but that. He stared at her for a moment, and slowly put his trousers back on the drying rack.

"You really want me to stay? He asked.

- Oui."

Michelle didn't know how long they stood there facing each other in silence. She was realizing how much she had missed him and how terrifyingly strong her love was. All that was unbearable. She couldn't fight any longer so she let herself fall into his arms, to her mind's protest, and started to cry.

He kept silent and put his arms around her, which made her cry louder.

"I-I should not love you, but my heart is always doing it wrong! She cries and hit his chest with her fists in despair, which were not strong enough to hurt Ludwig anyway. Why when I am happy they always come stealing my happiness from me?! Why do they need to hurt people in this world? She paused to calm down a little and wiped her tears. When are you leaving?

- Tomorrow morning.

- So soon! Michelle screamed, horrified. What can we do? What can we do?!

- I don't know.

- I know! I'll go with you to Germany and we'll live a happy life together there!

- Nein, Michelle. He shook his head.

- Why not?!

- I'm not sure this is a good idea. I can't bring you with me.

- What about breaking the rules? Just once! Please! Disobey them and stay with me!

- I won't break the rules and disobey my superiors.

- Why?! They have plenty of other soldiers!

- Because rules are made to be respected. I can't do that.

- Even in the name of love?

Ludwig sighed.

- My job is to obey to my superiors. This is unthinkable to disobey the rules, whatever are my feelings.

Michelle lowered her head in regret. She had not thought for one second about what she was asking him to do.

- E-excuse me. I'm asking you impossible things…

He took her face between his hands.

- That's nothing.

He planted a rough kiss on her forehead.

- I'm sorry I doubted about you." She murmured against his chest before loosing herself again in his clear blue eyes. He softly caressed her hair and smiled.

Hesitating like if it was their very first kiss, their lips softly made contact.

Michelle realized she had never forgotten the taste of his lips. Then filled with the joy to be with her love again, she slipped her fingers into his wet hair and kissed him again and again, each time deeper and hotter.

The pressure of his hands on her hips made her fly back to those sweet and intense moments when he was making love to her and she figured out how much she wanted it again.

In their kiss, she slowly slid her hands under his undershirts to feel his warm and muscular chest against her palms.

He shivered at the touch, she broke the kiss and approached her lips close to his ear.

"Tomorrow morning, you said? It means we've got all the night for us." She whispered, not without blushing.

"Michelle."

Ludwig softly pushed her away, to Michelle's astonishment.

"All that is complicated enough. I don't think this is a good idea." He confessed.

Michelle paused for a while and laughed for he was acting just like their very first time.

"Complicated you say? She smiled. It is as simple as this…"

As to execute her words, she slowly, slowly undid the buttons at the top of her dress.

She enjoyed how Ludwig slowly sat back on the chair, eyes on her and getting redder and redder until she let her dress drop on the floor with a soft sound.

She was more than happy to see that her lacy lingerie was still having its effect on him.

"Oh! But you are blushing, leiber soldat~ But we've already spent many nights together, you remember?"

She let out a soft giggle and sat in his lap with no hesitation and gave him another wet kiss on his lips.

She bended on his ear again.

"Hot, hot nights, weren't they?" She whispered and had the pleasure to feel his shivers while she was speaking. "It felt real good…"

She naughtily bit his ear lobe and sighed with pleasure feeling his strong hands going up and down her thighs.

"Michelle… I-I… Don't you think this is happening way too… sudden? We've just met a few minutes ago after months no see and you… we… Aren't we going too fast?"

Michelle stopped and blinked.

"Too fast?" She laughed. "Too fast you say? What about your hands almost in my panties, my dear captain? Oh, and what about if I check this…"

She drove her hand down between his thighs, as furtive as a fighter, making Ludwig giving up trying to make her calm down.

"Haha, not only me is going too fast it seems." She gave him a wide naughty smile. "So, this is the report: an absence for months, spying an innocent Frenchwoman through the window, pretending not daring knocking, and trying to cool down a longing woman while keeping on touching her." Michelle summed up. "This will cost you a lot, my dear." She smiled wide again. He was redder than ever.

Suddenly, she stood up and grabbed his undershirt.

"Come on. We'll have a good time."

She pulled him hard to make him stand up and drove him out of the kitchen.

"Upstairs." She snapped.

She brought him in her room. She turned towards him with a smile. He was still blushing and waiting. Obedience could be a good thing after all, Michelle told to herself with satisfaction.

She took off his undershirt and his underwear. Oh yes she would do whatever she wanted to do to him.

"Lay on the bed. On the back."

Naturally, Ludwig obeyed.

Michelle grabbed his undershirt on the floor and solidly tied up his hands above his head.

Oh yes. Ludwig looked just gorgeous, naked, tied up and demanding. She could see the desire in his eyes and she liked it. She liked it a lot.

Michelle climbed on him and gently took his face in her hands for hundreds of hot and wet kisses. Then she ran her hands and mouth lower, giving tiny bites on his nipples. Oh, how much she had missed his skin. It was driving her crazy.

She sat up on his legs grabbing his hips tight and bended down, making no doubt of where she was going.

"Oah… Michelle…" He whined in anticipation.

She took him between her lips, giving him all the pleasure he had been missing for months, with all her love and passion. He was her Ludwig of hers. She didn't care about anything else. Now he was there, only for her.

She slid him out of her mouth and watched him. His eyes were closed, his mouth slightly open, he was so arousing.

She took off her panties and bra and eased him inside her.

Oh, the guilty sensation again. It was so wrong. And so good.

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