First off, I would like to apologize for the LONG wait. But on the bright side chapter six is finally here.
And guess what? Only one more chapter to go.
P.S. I apologize for making Feli so much of a DOUCHE! I wanted to create a brother fight somewhere in here so I used my sister to model Feli. Some funny little info for you here: I have a younger sister, my dead grandfather loved her more than me, and I'm always being told 'Why can't you be more like your sister?' (Because she's a spoiled rotten bitch who needs to be beaten into the ground.), you can say her mind isn't all there, I have a problem with cussing and anger issues, I love tomatoes, She loves pasta, she's part Northern Italian (I just got stuck with German, she's a half sister), and neither one of us can't fight to save our lives. I thought this was a little funny comparison wise.
Enjoy ;D ~
Chapter 5: Love me more and fight for me
I wake up to the sound of bird song facing a rather disheveled Ludwig who was still sleeping. Carefully unrolling myself I find, with satisfaction, that my ass didn't hurt so much. Silently sliding backwards I hook my hand in the robes that had been flung on the floor and toss them over my shoulders.
I stand next to the bed as I tie the sash and take a quick glance at Ludwig. Stepping around him softly I head to the kitchen, grabbing a tomato from a nearby pile as I passed the doorway. Maybe I would surprise him with breakfast. A nearby cooling box contained eggs and bacon and upon moving a few of the contents I locate some sausages.
Grabbing a nearby tinder box I light the already loaded wood stove. Now where could I find some black pepper? I locate the ingredient on a shelf a bit too high for me. Maybe if I stretched real hard I could manage to grab it.
Standing on one foot I stretch my hand as far as it would go. A hand reaches over mine and grabs the pepper, lowering it down to my eye level. Ludwig smiles as I lightly kick him in the shin. "Go sit down. I'm making breakfast." He complies with a small smile, sitting in one of the chairs at a rectangular, sturdy, oak table.
As I start frying the eggs Ludwig makes a small hm sound. "What?" I ask without turning around.
"I just thought you'd look a lot better without the robes." Startled, I nearly drop the spatula into the hot pan. I turn around, glaring at him.
"You're one to talk! If you can wear pants then I can wear this robe."
The sound of cooking is the only thing in my ears as we both lapse into silence. Fixing up two plates I turn back to the table to find Ludwig starring at my southern regions. He quickly looks away though and I place the plates on the table. Claiming the seat next to him I sit down to eat.
After breakfast I pick up the dishes and carry them to the sink. As I scrub away Ludwig wraps his arms around my waist and lowers his head to my shoulder. Slowly, his hands move up and slip into my robes making me halt in my scrubbing. "I do believe we have six more times to go, am I right?"
"Yes." I say quietly as he kisses my neck.
He pulls me away from the sink and over to the table which he spins me around and presses me onto. His fingers fasten themselves into the sash and pull it loose. I let out a soft moan as he bites down on my neck gently. A moment later he tugs on my curl and my hips buck upward of their own accord.
As his hands slide over my hips he presses a kiss to my lips which I immediately deepen. His tongue tangles with mine as I feel one of his fingers slide in. After a few moments of his finger prodding around he inserts another one then the third, stretching me out. He withdraws his fingers and I shove my hips up, demanding him to hurry up.
He complies and pushes his length in slowly. Unable to help myself I let out a loud moan, dragging my fingers across the table. After he pushes in a few more times he brushes against my ball of nerves and my sight explodes into a shock of white and a pleasure scream tears from my lips. "Oh god! Harder! Fuck me harder!" I hear myself call out, bending my spine in pleasure.
A moment later I feel myself orgasm with Ludwig close behind. He rests his head on my chest as we both heave for air and I tangle my fingers in his hair gently. "Did… you know?" I pant out. He looks up at me lazily.
"Know… what?" He pants back.
"That I… love you…" I reply, letting my head loll on the table, faint smile playing on my face.
"Yeah, but I never get tired of hearing it." His fingers twine with mine and he pulls himself up, pulling out slowly. I follow suit and sit up on the table then quickly slide off of it. Grabbing his arm I drag him back to the bed.
"Three down and five to go." (Since this is so delayed I'm actually going to have to skip over a whole lot. That and my brain France is getting fatigued from writing all the sex and struggling to come up with new ideas. So suck it up, and really I need to finish this story before I choke myself with the other ones I'm writing.)
~ Last Day of Mating Season ~
As I prop myself up on my elbows I hang myself over Ludwig, letting my nose touch his. "So we have one more to go and it's the last day. I wager we have a few hours before sundown when they kick us out."
Ludwig blows upward gently. "Guess so. I actually have an idea I would like to try for the last round if you don't mind." I smile and roll off of him. That's when a thought strikes me and I half turn back towards him.
"Hey Ludwig? Is mating season the only time we can, you know, do the love making?" He leans forward and kisses my gently.
"Of course it isn't. I'm told by Alfred himself that he and his partner have sex all year round." I give him a small smile for his reply.
"So, what's this idea you want to try?"
"Well, seeing as we both don't smell too good after three days of no bathing I was wondering if we should try it in the bathtub. I won't be offended if you say no though." My smile turns to a small frown and I twirl my sensitive curl around my finger, turning myself on.
"I could have sworn love was about sacrifice. Now what kind of lover would I be if I never let you do anything?" He gives me a smile and drags me off the bed and over to the bath which he had conveniently heated while I dozed from our last go around. Placing a small kiss on my shoulder he places me near the bath as he pokes the fire underneath it.
I slip in my foot to test the water then slide myself in the rest of the way. "Are you fucking going to be there all day or do you not want to fuck me senseless in the bath tub like you originally planned?" A soft laugh meets my words and a moment later he climbs in next to me. Deciding now was not the best time to waste on foreplay I straddle his waist and start trailing kisses along his jaw line.
Seemingly sensing my mood he slips his fingers into my entrance, almost immediately finding my sweet spot. I couldn't really complain since he did have seven previous times with me to locate it. Drawing myself up a little I moan against his shoulder. Then I feel his teeth nibble along my neck, probably leaving a long string of hickeys.
Without bothering to stretch me he grabs my hips and forces me down, making me writhe and cry out in pleasure as his erection pressed against my nerves. I feel his hand wrap around my already erect member, pumping and rubbing steadily. Looping my arms around his neck I feel him pound into me, steadily getting faster.
His lips press to mine and our tongues tangle clumsily, our baited breath passing each other's lips. And just as I climax into his hand and I feel him spill into me the door to our room explodes open. Without warning Gilbert rushes in, both Ludwig and myself staring at him in shock yet not really able to say anything.
"Sorry… to interrupt… brother… But you and your… boyfriend are going… to have to… cut it short…" He pants out, doubling over while trying to keep his blue robes around him. In a rush I slide off of Ludwig and press my body close to the bath wall.
"And why the fuck is that?" I ask with a glare.
"Because I've just learned… that non riders have started pooling together… to create an army to kill us… Their emissary is talking to your grandfather right now and by academy rules all Wyrm Riders have to be there." He finally gets out as he gets his breath back. Without hesitation Ludwig climbs out and quickly wraps himself in his robe, tossing mine over to me.
"And it just had to be during mating season." I mutter as I pull on the robe. We both rush out of the room after Gilbert and stop down in the mating prep area where new outfits awaited us. I had only ever seen something similar in the old books I had read. Apparently, in times of old, when dragon armies were needed, Dragon Captains wore these.
The one with my name embroidered on it was black and scarlet leather and on the back was a heart being held by dragon talons. I glance at Gilbert's which was blue and silver and Ludwig's which was several shades of green.
"Are you finished yet? We're all waiting on you dammit." As I finish getting dressed Vash pokes his head in, looking vehement.
We nod to each other and I run my fingers through my hair, not knowing what to expect. As we walked to the designated meeting area I noticed another thing about my jacket. Gold chainmail was embedded into it and it jingled pleasantly as I walked.
The other Wyrm Riders were gathered outside, Roderich drumming his fingers on a rail, Vash pacing up and down, and Ivan starring at the ceiling. They too wore Dragon Captain's garbs. Ivan's was a series of grays and whites, Roderich's were purple with gold accents, and Vash's was a forest camouflage pattern.
"Good, you've arrived, which means we can go in." Roderich exclaims, pushing off his rail and making us line up in a double line. None of us questioned him as he placed Ludwig and I at the front of the lines, then Vash and himself, and finally Gilbert and Ivan bringing up the rear.
After a moment's hesitation we push open the doors and walk in, heading straight to the table to come face to face with a bearded brunette man who was accompanied by a contingent of soldiers. My grandfather and Isaac stood at the table already, their dragons perched in the rafters of the ceiling.
"Perfect. My generals have arrived, or as we call them, captains." My grandfather says with a bright yet cold smile. This seemed to amuse the other man as he let out a loud guffaw of laughter.
"Your generals? Mere boys. At least that one is." He raises his hand and motions to me. Remembering from my readings it wasn't considered a good thing to break ranks and attack an embassariat I settle for a glare and clenching my fists. He seems to notice this and smiles at me coldly. "And look at how the young lion bristles. I'll make sure the troops target you first boy."
Out of the corner of my eye I see Ludwig's foot shift forward. The embassariat seems to notice as well and he gives my lover a sneer. "And what's this one's problem? He looks as if I just threatened his lover."
"Probably because you did." Isaac speaks up.
The man's face wrinkles in disgust as do most of his men. "Barbaric. Do you heathens not realize that having two people of the same sex as lovers is against the lord's most holy law?" The air in the room stiffens at these words. "Other than creating an obvious danger to the people of this world you are performing atrocities against the lord almighty by teaching this same sex practice. This needs to be stopped immediately."
"And what to you propose we do about that?" My grandfather asks in a cold voice.
"That you kill all your dragons and halt your practices immediately." At these words my grandfather starts to laugh.
"You know what? Since I'm a fair man I'll allow my generals to voice their opinion on this matter. Ivan, come, tell me what you think about this."
Ivan steps forward, the air turning cold. When he looked up his eyes seemed to get darker and his aura even colder, like fresh snow. He doesn't say anything but reaches behind himself for a sickle he had been carrying with himself. He flips it in his hand and gives the table a downswing which causes it to break in two.
"I see. What about you Gilbert?"
"I pity you, to have never known love and want as a child must have been hard on you growing up." And with these words Gilbert smiles at the man coldly.
"Roderich?" Roderich takes a step forward.
"Now, I'm a pacifist, and I don't believe problems can be resolved through mindless fighting. But I think for you I'd readily make an exception." He takes his step back.
"Vash?"
Vash quietly walks forward and stands at the broken table, looking evenly at the man before spitting on his feet. Several of the men rush forward and grab hold of the embassariat before he could leap over the table and attack my comrade. Vash steps back in line as well.
What's going on? A voice echoes inside my head. Channeling my thoughts into words I quickly come up with a reply.
People are demanding we kill all of our dragons. I know what you're thinking and I want you to wait till I tell you to okay? She mind mutters something along the lines of complying as Ludwig steps forward.
"For the life of me I cannot think any god would condemn so many to death. And since riders can't produce offspring with each other I don't see how it's any of your business who we mate with." Having said his piece Ludwig steps back to stand next to me.
"And your answer Lovino?"
"Why do you need me to answer when my other half can do that perfectly fine." Now! I add in mind speak and the ceiling breaks open, Rage landing in the center of the floor and letting loose a window shattering roar. She extends all the spines along her back and the frills on the side of her head, then extends her wings and lets out a burst of blistering flames. "Good enough for you?" I ask quietly.
The man remains silent for awhile after having backed up. "I see. You can be expecting an attack about a month from now." He replies shakily and he nearly runs from the room. His contingent follows with a couple of them casting lingering looks back at Rage. One of them, the last to leave and a standard bearer, bowed low and swung his banner in an elaborate fashion before leaving.
AS he cast a final glance back Rage lowered her head to the ground, letting her wings fall limp on the floor. It was the dragon way of showing honor and respect to another. "Well, it appears that we need to get ready to fight a losing war boys. You are dismissed." My grandfather says dejectedly and we leave with a sorrowful aura trailing behind us.
Finally finished with this chapter! And now I'm sad to say that the next chapter is the final one. So yeah, this is nowhere near as long as my others for those of you who follow most of my stories. But really I was trying to make this thing shorter, originally planning on making it only four chapters.
And even though I don't say it (for the sole purpose of not being called a review whore) I love all reviews even the criticizing ones.
Ciao!~