I was bored and decided to write a quick chapter. Thanks for reading and reviewing.
Feliciano's point of view
It felt so great to have him inside of me and I feel so lucky to be his boyfriend, he's handsome hmm and a very nice person.
I gently push him back onto the bed and straddle his hips while placing a pattern of soft kisses from his collarbone up to his jawline.
" I - I need to go back to work-k" His stuttering becomes worse when he's aroused and he seems to be ashamed.
" Just speak slowly , you're doing great and I'm very proud of you. Just please stay for a bit longer?" He smiles at me shyly and kisses me on the lips. His tongue enters my mouth and he deepens the kiss, pulling me closer.
The door swings open and Lovino appears in the doorway without knocking first. "Feliciano I'm home! .. What the fuck are you doing! "
I'm still on top of Ludwig and I don't know what to say. Ludwig's cold blue eyes widen and he desperately tries to push me of the bed. I get up and just stand there awkwardly.
" Having sex with that Nazi ? Are you out of your fucking mind!" He slaps me hard in the face and I quickly hide behind Ludwig.
"I'm surprised you didn't feel too good for my fratello, you being the perfect Aryan poster boy " My brother's already furious.
"I love y-your brother. Don't you ever hit h-him again"
" Or what? Are you going to stutter me to death?" Lovino laughs.
" Lovi!" I snap at him.
" I wish you will never be able to speak again in the future. Stupid brain damaged arsehole."
I almost start to cry.. how can he say things like that, Ludwig risked his life to get that important list.
"I'm s-sorry for being an arsehole t-to you, I just w-wanted to help you, that's why I stole the list." Ludwig says bitterly.
" I'm going backk to work, take c-care of Feli" Then he just leaves...
I'm still crying, feeling totally ashamed of my brother. Staring outside my window I watch my German lover walking back to the headquarters in the pouring rain. Ludwig must be very unhappy, if someone said that to me I would be crying for a week.
Ludwig's point of view
I feel sad about the things Lovino said to me, I would do anything to make him stop hating me so much. He's a good person , I'm sure about that.
When I enter the meeting room I'm half an hour late. Both Meier and the other officer, someone much higher in rank than me and who I haven't met before, seem to be angry.
" I thought you wouldn't show up.. Where have you been? You look awful" Meier asks me.
I'm soaking wet, my hair is dripping and messy and there's mud on my boots.
" I - I was eh. . I needed some fresh air, I'm s-sorry for being l-late."
" Sit down so we can continue the meeting!" The other officer shouts at me without introducing himself.
" Yes sir" I quietly sit down and listen to them talking when I realise I should be writing down everything. I try to take my pen between my fingers but I can't hold it. The pen slips from between my fingers onto the table. I start to panic. I can't fire a gun properly and now I can't even write.. I will be useless for the SS.
I try to concentrate on my fingers but my head starts to hurt and I feel dizzy again.
" Why aren't you writing it down?" Meier asks annoyed.
" I .. eh , I will rem-remember everything and write it d-down later." I lie.
I need to think about something nice to calm down. My thoughts drift of to Feliciano and the wonderful sex we had before. My beautiful little Italian..
" Lieutenant Beilschmidt?" The stern officer asks me.
" Ja sir?"
" I asked your opinion about this" He points at a map, spread on the desk.
I totally don't know what he's talking about and I'm not used to being asked for my opinion. My opinion never matters.
" Eh.. I don't know sir" I stammer.
" Hauptsturmfuhrer Meier, why do you have such a stupid assistant ?"
A blush is spreading over my face.
" He's been through a lot recently.. but I'll talk about this with him. Lieutenant Beilschmidt, why don't you wait outside?"
I quickly get up, almost knocking over the table earning another frown from both officers, and start collecting my stuff.
Meier places his hand upon my shoulder and squeezes gently.
" Are you feeling well, Herr Beilschmidt?"
I want to say I'm not feeling well but I can't say the words, I think about how to pronounce them but there's no sound coming from my lips.
" Nnn" I shake my head. The smile on Meiers face betrays that he loves this, I used to be independent, now I'm vulnerable and he will take advantage of it.
" Just wait outside, I will drive you home ."
I force a smile and leave the room. Outside I light a cigarette and wait for him.
When I enter my apartment I almost trip over someone's boots and clothes.
" Hallo Bruderlein" Mein Bruder is on the couch, drinking beer.
" Gilbert, I didn't ex - expect you to be here t-this early" I'm glad to be able to speak again.
" The awesome me couldn't wait to see you"
I smile at him and make my way over to the couch.
" You're skinny and you look sick"
" M-maybe that's because I am s-sick. You look very g-good, like always" I get another beer in the kitchen for myself.
" I didn't mean to offend you Bruderlein. Get me another beer, bitte" He says without bothering to get up from the couch and walk to the kitchen.
" Ja you did, but don't wor-ry I'm getting used to it" I angrily wipe away a tear. I haven't seen mein Bruder for months and now I'm acting like this.. I should be happy to see him.
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