Mon Dieu, over 1,500 words for a sex scene! I cant tell you how many times i have written this either, my computer hates me, which is why this took me so long. Jeez i must love you guys which i doooo Je nous aimes!

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Something strange had happened between the two of them between when they arrived home and a few minutes later. And neither of them knew exactly how it happened, but Feli now sat in the German's lap, kissing him sensuously and with much greed. Germany never knew any feeling like this and he had to say, he was quite turned on by it.

He was shocked by the sudden and extremely intimate behavior that the short brunette was displaying, and when he finally responded he did so eagerly. He tangle his fingers into her caramel hair as he deepened the kiss, only made more amazing by the slight vibrations of her moaning. She pressed into him, her ample chest against his. The last of his hesitancy dispersed and when he pressed his tongue against her plump lips, she allowed him access. He felt feather light touches on his arms as she brushed her hands up his arms to rest on his neck. Feliciano had always driven the German nuts, and that was exactly what she was doing now only in a completely different way. He had all but lost his senses to the outside world, content to focus only on that lovely Italian that seemed so ready, so open. That was the way she always was, pure emotions that were beyond her control were what controlled everything she did, and now she was showing so much love, so how could he resist?

She broke away suddenly, leaving the German disappointed and believing that she had led him on, but he perked up to see that she just needed air. He moved his hands from her soft hair and slid them down her chest to let them rest on her sides. She shivered at the touch, gasping when he began stroking her sides up and down, though it was not somewhere more intimate, the caress caused so much more pleasure. She rested her head on his shoulder still gasping for air and trying to regain her thoughts. It was clear they had both lost their sense. She hung onto Germany's now crumpled shirt as she was wracked with another tremor and low moan escaped her lips. He was enjoying this as much as she was and the Italian could tell because of the noticeable bulge that grew between his legs. She reached down and gave his manhood a light squeeze delighted by the keening that he made.

He seemed to growl as he lifted her chin and forcefully kissed her, oh god how she loved it. Feliciano felt herself going lightheaded as her breath was once more taken away. She was a bit tentative as she reached her hands down once again and clumsily undid the button of his pants. It took him a second to register the action but understanding came clear when slender fingers slipped under the band of his boxers and gently wrapped themselves around his hard member. He groaned, "Feli . . ."

She smiled into the kiss shyly and stroked him with light fingers, reveling in the way he tensed and moaned beneath her hand. Germany noticed her grin and broke away looking her in the eye before shuddering as she gave him another squeeze. His eyes gleamed then with something that Italy could not decipher. She stared into his eyes both of them forgetting their administrations on each other's bodies. And then the German smiled, "You're enjoying this."

She shuddered at the aggression in his voice, but no words of her own would come, so instead she squeezed him again and smirked a little as he gripped her sides with a shiver. Now Ludwig was the speechless one. She rested her head again on his shoulder and continued stroking him feeling his body tense and relax beneath her. She was so caught up in the sensations that she did not notice that she was being leaned back into the soft mattress until she was lying on her back spread before Ludwig's hungry, loving eyes. The emotion that he showed then compared to other times was breath taking and Feli found herself wanting to explore every inch of his body, but he would beat her to that as he began with her face. He rubbed a calloused thumb over the soft skin and then trailed down her neck, planting a light kiss on her lips.

She gasped as he cupped her breasts, rubbing them before stroking his hands down farther and catching the hem of her shirt and he felt the soft skin of her stomach and then placed his hands over her exposed breast wondering out of all things why she was not wearing a bra. She shivered at that as he brushed his thumb over her nipple as he gave the other one a light squeeze. Keeping his right hand on the soft mound as his left trailed down farther resting on her silky thigh. She trembled in anticipation when he started to slowly push up the edge of her skirt. He laughed a little bit when he saw the pure white underwear she wore underneath, reminding him of the little Italians surrender flags. Surrender, he cupped her and rubbed lightly, making her buck in his hand. She could have sworn she saw stars. He stroked her between the legs a bit harder and when he pulled his hand away his fingers were wet.

"L-ludi . . ." she gasped out, "I-I want it."

She pulled off her skirt, fumbling with her underwear which Ludwig quickly stripped her of himself. His clothing was next to go as she pulled off her shirt leaving them both exposed and panting. Both of them wanted it, needed it, and craved it. Germany again stroked her again making Feli squirm again from the intense pleasure that shot through her. He pressed a thick finger into her heat and she groaned at she feeling then keening out his name quietly. He moved it in and out only taking a few seconds to find that sweet spot inside of her.

"Ludi!" She gasped out. Her whole body tensed up as intense pleasure wracked her body. What she had been waiting for was about to come true. Another finger inserted itself into her and she moaned and dug her head into the junction between Germany's neck and shoulder, biting into the milky skin there. She did not care if she left a mark, but she was glad that he seemed to enjoying the aggressive action.

He pulled the digits out of her, and she moaned at the empty feeling that they left behind. He replaced his fingers eagerly with his weeping cock, but first he fumbled with the drawer of the bedside table, pulling out a bottle of lube he kept just in case. He slathered the cool liquid over his member before pressing it against her entrance. Italy groaned as the large appendage pushed at her tight hole as Germany slowly began to fill her. He stopped when she cringed at the foreign feeling, which was a mistake.

"Ludiii . . ." She whined, "Why did ya stoop . . ."

The way she panted out the words was so sensuous and that urged the German forward farther until he was completely sheathed inside of her. She writhed and tensed under him with a tight grip on his shoulders. She clenched her teeth so hard against the pleasure she felt like they might crack. God, did Ludwig love the feeling of his lover's insides, he wanted to move but he was too afraid of hurting her. However, it only took a few moments of hesitation for Feliciano to impatiently rock back in forth, obviously displeased by the stillness.

Germany started out slowly each little thrust milking a gasp from Italy and he felt the need to restrain himself, but she was not having any of that. She begged him to move faster with a whimper and a thrust of her own. He picked up the pace, harder, faster longer. Her small noises turned into almost all out screams which were mixes of his name and pleadings. He was lost in the feeling of her, her soft skin, and her tensing and relaxing around his painfully hard cock. Everything seemed to lose all control after that, he continuously hit her sweet spot making her breathless more and more, and each time she tightened around him. The sounds of gasps, pleas, and moans filled the room. Soon, Feliciano screamed out Ludwig's name as she came in an incredibly shocking orgasm, and then the German followed soon after coming just as hard.

After it died away he pushed himself to the side to collapse beside Feli, pulling her close to him automatically. They could not speak as they were too caught up in the aftermath of the glorious moment they had just shared. Feliciano turned into him, not caring to try and clean up in the moment, too comfortable in the secure warmth of the German. She murmured something inaudible that Ludwing barely caught.

"I love you too" he whispered into her ear.

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Desole! i realize this might be a bit sloppy, I had some good ideas to start but then i lost a few each time the computer lost my data! everything is on a thumb drive now though so yay! please R + R