Part 15

Feliciano climbed the small set of stairs that led to Ludwig's house, he bounced on his toes, excitement filling him, threatening to explode in a series of squeaks and screams. He was so looking forward to meeting Ludwig again, to seeing his house, he knew it from tours Ludwig had given him on skype but he'd never been inside.

Romano seemed equally excited to meet his gaming friend, Feliciano hadn't seen him smile this much in, well, he wasn't sure how long.

He knocked again, letting out a tiny squeak at the sound of movement behind the door, he heard some shouting in German before the door was pulled open, Ludwig smiling at him from behind it.

"Ludwig!" Feliciano shouted gleefully, throwing himself into Ludwig's arms and hugging him tight, pecking kisses at him frantically and squealing through joy.

Ludwig let out a soft giggle, hugging back tight "Feli…" he cooed, embracing him, burying his head into Feliciano's hair and inhaling him, he felt his face grow hot and it took everything he had to stop tears of joy filling his eyes, "I love you."

"I love you too, I missed you," Feliciano whispered against him, "I missed you so much."

Eventually they pulled out of the hug, Romano stood behind them, his arms crossed, "Where's your brother?"

"He's in the living room, setting up the game system," Ludwig said, not taking his eyes from Feliciano as they continued to hug, he didn't want to let go, he never wanted to let go.

Romano pushed past them, leaving them in the doorway. They embraced and kissed again, breaking apart as the two elders began shouting at each other in hello from the living room.

Feliciano smiled up at the older boy, "Ludwig," he cooed, "I've missed you so much…" he pecked his cheek and walked into the house. "This is your house…?" he asked, looking around, "It's small."

"Well there's only the two of us living here. We don't need a big house."

Feliciano nodded, walking further into the house and looking around, "It's so cosy and nice," he wrapped his arm around Ludwig's waist, "It makes me want to hug you so much."

He smiled, clinging to the larger man and kissing him again, "I want to see your room Ludwig, I want to see all your posters."

Ludwig nodded, leading him up the stairs and into his room. By Ludwig's standards it wasn't a small room, but he knew that it was small by Feliciano's standards, around half the size of his room. When Feliciano saw it he let out a series of small giggles and squeaks, walking into the centre of the room and looking round.

"There are so many posters," Feliciano observed, giggling, his eyes rested on the space in the corner of the room, "Oh and that's where you do exercises!" he giggled again, seeming almost star struck through seeing the room.

Ludwig nodded almost uselessly, smiling, he loved how happy Feliciano was, how exuberant he was, he was happy on a level Ludwig could only dream of feeling.

It hadn't occurred to him how empty he felt until he saw someone feeling more than he could.

He walked to the bed and sat on it, watching Feliciano explore the room and pour through his stuff… Ludwig would clean it up later.

Eventually the younger man sat on the bed next to him, smiling widely and resting his head on Ludwig's shoulder, he let out a soft sigh as he fell backwards, reaching out a hand to pull Ludwig down with him.

"Your room is so lovely Ludwig… it's so neat," he frowned slightly as Ludwig laid back beside him, "Are you ok?"

"Of course I am," Ludwig smiled, "I'm with you, how could I not be?"

"Because everything's so clean," Feliciano mused, "My Nonno used to say that people who keep things too clean are hiding something."

Ludwig frowned softly, "Well I'm not hiding anything Feliciano," he forced a smile, biting his lip slightly, "I love you Feli… And I missed you so much."

Feliciano leaned in to kiss him, "I love you too," he giggled, pecking a kiss on Ludwig's nose, "I bet Gilbert made you clean didn't he? Romano does it every time we have people over, I hate it, I don't like things being too clean, it just doesn't feel right…"

"I do like things clean," Ludwig said with a shrug, kissing Feliciano again. He didn't want to stop, he wanted to keep kissing him, he couldn't imagine how he lived without Feliciano's lips pressed against his, he felt so blissful and peaceful when they kissed. He knew the conversation was pointless, neither of them were paying full attention to it he could tell.

They soon stopped talking, just kissing between each other as they lay on the bed, Ludwig moved slowly as they did, moving over Feliciano and pressing him into the sheets, the smaller man moving to wrap his legs round him, they ground against each other slowly, their kisses deepening, moans erupting between them as each felt the other hardening while they rut against each other.

A knock at the bedroom door caused Ludwig to flinch away, making him bite his tongue, he let out a small squeak of pain. Feliciano giggled, leaning up to kiss him, "Did you hurt yourself?" he said quietly, stroking Ludwig's jaw.

Ludwig nodded, Feliciano giggling again as they sat up. "Who is it?" Ludwig asked, even now unable to stop himself touching Feliciano, kissing the smaller man's neck and shoulder.

"Who do you think it is?" Gilbert said through the door, "Romano and I have made pasta, do you want some?"

Feliciano's eyes widened, his smile growing, "Yes!" he squeaked loudly, "Yes please Mr Beilschmidt, I love pasta so much!"

They heard Gilbert chuckle through the wood, "Mr Beilschmidt..?" and a slightly fainter shout of, "Romano I love your brother, he is so cute."

Ludwig kissed Feliciano again, "You get to sleep in my bed tonight," he whispered softly against him, "Are you looking forward to it..?"

Feliciano nodded, his face red and hot through their kisses, "Of course," he kissed him again, his hand playing on Ludwig's hip, "I want you to make me feel good tonight," he chuckled softly, "And I want you to make me feel good too."

"…We should go and eat our pasta," Ludwig said absently, looking towards the door.

Feliciano nodded, shifting awkwardly, "Just give me a moment Ludwig, I don't want Romano to know what we were doing."

Ludwig couldn't hold back his smile, "He's going to find out what we're doing," he shrugged, "He probably already knows Feli."

Feliciano giggled, blushing and covering his face with his hands, "Yes but I can't go downstairs with a… I have a boner Ludwig," he giggled again.

"Don't you know how to hide them?" Ludwig smiled as he glanced down at the younger man's navel, the hard length obvious even with him sitting down. "Or I can help you deal with it..?"

Feliciano giggled again, shaking his head, "No, Ludwig, they'll know we're doing something…" he bit his lip, "I want to wait until tonight," he said quietly, "And spend the whole night fucking each other until we can't keep our eyes open."

That sounded amazing, it was everything Ludwig could do to stop himself moaning at the mere thought. He sighed gently, pulling Feliciano onto his lap and nuzzling into his neck, "It will be so good," he managed to whisper, kissing at his skin.

"You know you're not helping," Feliciano jibed, kissing him back and letting out another deep breath, "If you keep talking like that this will never go away."

"You're the one who started it," Ludwig chuckled, kissing him again and pulling himself to his feet, "Just relax Feli, think of the pasta."

Feliciano smiled and laughed, "That's not going to help either, you know how I feel about pasta."

I just had to put in that joke I am sorry...

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