Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any of its characters.

Author's Note: I went back edited the end of the first chapter and changed where they had sex as well as added on to it a little, so it would probably help to reread the last few scenes. I also decided to take out some parts of this chapter and change the name of this chapter since I hated the previous chapter title. There is a few added bits in this chapters but really nothing to reread. In other news, chapter 3 should be up either tomorrow or Monday.

~Bathed in the Afterwards~

"So where were you last night, huh?" Allison asked from her place on the bed, brushing her hair. "Judging by the hickeys on your neck I'd say somewhere to hookup."

Lovina had just come from a shower only to be met with her an interrogation from her friend – an interrogation Lovina refused to take part in. Instead she chose to ignore the blonde as she strode over to Allison's closet to find an outfit to borrow. The clothes she wore last night reeked of an odd mixture of sweat, cologne, and booze and were in no condition to be worn.

"He must've been pretty awesome for you to break your 'no hickeys because they're skanky' rule." Alli was never good at taking a hint and kept pressing her friend for more information. "Who was he? Was he way hot? Tell me!"

"Shut up, Alli," Lovina said as calmly as she possibly could through gritted teeth, continuing to dress herself. She was not about to have this conversation with Allison, or anyone else, for that matter. Sleeping with Felicia's almost boyfriend was not exactly something Lovina could or wanted to talk about with anyone. She was racked with enough guilt and regret without having to repeat it to someone.

"Wow! Are those bruises?" Alli quickly asked with concern when she saw the marks on the other girl's thighs. "You weren't raped, were you?"

"N-"

"You were, weren't you?"

"No, Al-"

"And I, your hero, wasn't there to save you!" Really, what was her deal with heroes anyways?

"Damnit, Alli! I wasn't raped!" Lovina all but screamed. "It was just rough, drunk, angry, hot, sexually frustrated sex."

"Wha?"

"If anyone was raped, it was him," Lovina said as she calmed down. "I wanted it way more than he did and had to basically pressure him into it." Since when had sex become an addiction for her?

"That can happen? You can do that?"

"Yeah, it's just… Antonio and I haven't had sex since last month's big blowout, and I was drunk, and it just happened. I mean, you can't just go from getting it every night to not getting any at all and not feel somewhat deprived. I'm not even sure how it happened. I mean, one minute we're just sharing a bottle of whiskey, the next we're having sex and he's grunting something in German."

"Wow! German? That's so badass! He must've really wanted to impress you to fuck you in another language, though you don't sound German. I guess dude got his accents confused." Alli did not even try to sympathize with Lovina and went back to her hyperactive questioning. "Who is it? Are you going to see him again? Are you two, like, an item now? Spill!"

"It's no one you know," Lovina explained as she finished dressing. "It was just a onetime thing. Now can we please stop talking about it?"

"You lucky bitch," Alli said with crossed arms and a smirk. "I wait all night for Ivan to show up with some alcohol – which he never did show up – and you, Miss Gloom, get lucky with some mysterious stranger. Talk about an unfair world."

"Yeah, whatev– wait! Ivan? I thought you were still dating Arthur," Lovina said a little bit taken aback, though it really should have come as no surprise to her. Allison's relationship with Arthur was just as – if not more – volatile than Lovina's and Antonio's. Maybe dating a college guy was not such a good idea, even though both girls had started dating their respective boyfriends while the guys were still in high school and both relationships had been just as rocky as they were now.

However, the fact that Alli was hanging out with the twenty-something Ivan was a little shocking, though Lovina was sure it had more to do with Ivan being able to buy alcohol than Alli actually liking him. Then again, Alli did seem to genuinely like the Russian man, and he must have really liked her to put up with her quirky personality.

"He's pissed at me right now. Go figure," Alli told the brunette nonchalantly. Alli always did treat her relationship with her on again-off again boyfriend like it was nothing special, which made Lovina question why her blonde friend dated him. "Besides, it's not like I was going to sleep with Ivy. Hell! I haven't even gone that far with Iggy."

Lovina could not decide which she found more laughable, the fact that Alli always mispronounced Ivan's name or the silly nickname she had given him. Then again, Alli had given almost all the guys she had known little nicknames. Her brother Matthew was 'Mattie', and she called Kiku 'Kiki'. Lovina was sure Arthur would be 'Arty' or something like it had Francis not already given him the name 'Iggy'.

"I know. You've only given 'hand jobs and blowjobs in exchange for the female equivalent of each'. Like I really need to know," Lovina grumbled wishing not to discuss hers or Alli's sex life.

"Fine, I'll shut up about it, but you might want to let me put some makeup over those hickeys. I don't want my mom to see them. You know how she can be."

Lovina rolled her eyes but agreed since she knew how the woman could be.

Allison's mother was a housewife straight out of the fifties appearance and personality wise – well to those who were just on the outside looking in. She was always pressuring Allison to be more ladylike and wanted Matthew to play sports more than her banker husband so she could have the 'perfect' family to impress every other family on the block. It was no surprise Allison was so wild with eccentric tastes in clothing and Matthew was a closet pot smoker.

"Yeah, and I really want to explain them to my grandpa. He might not be as strict as your mother, but the awkwardness would be the same," Lovina said as she went to sit down on the bed.

In all honesty her main concern was explaining them to Felicia and really dreaded her sister asking about them more than she did her grandpa. After all, they were from Ludwig, Felicia's might-as-well-be boyfriend. If she knew what Lovina had done, it would kill her; even though lying to Felicia would slowly kill Lovina – not that sleeping with Ludwig had not already done that.

"It would be more frightening than awkward having to talk to my mom about getting a hickey," Alli said as she applied the concealer over the purple marks. "She would be super pissed. Fortunately, Arthur isn't really into that, though I can see Ivan being the type to give one."

"Antonio could be at times, but they just seemed too junior high to me. I would always bite his head off for giving me hickeys. This guy was a virgin and drunk so I guess he thought he was supposed to or something."

"Nothing this expensive makeup can't fix. You're just lucky my mom thinks cheap makeup is tacky and made from bad product. There!" Alli said as she finished up. "I do believe they're gone." Allison pulled away to check the results then handed Lovina a compact mirror. "Have a look."

The marks seemed to have disappeared completely, and Lovina suddenly could not help but wish Alli had something to make this whole thing disappear. If she did, then the blonde really would be her superhero then.

"It looks awesome, Alli, thanks."

Kiku gave a look of confusion in response to his friend's recent confession.

"Lovina? I thought you were interested in Felicia-chan."

Ludwig sat on the other side of the table from his Japanese classmate, staring blankly at the wooden surface in front of him. He honestly had believed the same thing, but his intimate encounter with Felicia's sister had made him question exactly how he felt about both girls.

"I was – I am! I, uh," Ludwig stammered as his face turned red. He was very unsure of what to say about the whole thing. "It's just… I can't stop thinking about her."

"Lovina-san?"

Ludwig nodded. The hot-tempered Vargas sister had constantly been on his mind since he had taken her to her friend's house, maybe even during the car ride to Allison's house.

"Will that not make things odd with Felicia-chan? I would suspect she would be quite upset with all of this."

"Ja."

How was he supposed to continue on with Felicia when the only person on his mind was Lovina, her sister? He could still smell her shampoo and taste her skin as if it had just happened only seconds ago, and how would he ever be able to forget the look of pure bliss on her face or her sweet whimpers as he brought her to her peak.

Damnit! How was he supposed to even tell Felicia?

Although Lovina had said that no one else had to know, Ludwig did not like the idea of hiding this from Felicia. Then again, did he really want her to know?

"I don't know what to do."

What could he do? He desperately needed advice, but he really had no one else to turn to, other than Kiku. Gilbert would have only made funny of him about it, either that or have been super pissed for sleeping with Antonio's girlfriend, and Ludwig would rather not consult his cousin about what he should do. Roderich was too conservative for Ludwig to be comfortable discussing the subject of sex with him.

"I know I don't have any experience with this sort of thing, but isn't the girl supposed to be the one with regrets?"

Kiku took a sip of his drink as he thought about the irony. Any other guy would be telling his friends in lewd detail about what happened, bragging about the hot chick he had nailed over the weekend while the girl would worry over the mistake she had made in sleeping with said guy. However, Ludwig was the one fretting over the apparently good sex he had while Lovina was probably bragging to her friends about the one night stand.

"Just please don't say anything."

Kiku nodded his head agreement. He may have also been friends with Felicia, but he knew he really had no business getting involved other than to offer Ludwig a friend to confide in.

"Hai."

Author's Note: I decided to have Alli give everyone nicknames. Nicknaming people just seemed liked something she'd do even if it is kind of corny. I also debated on whether to make Alli's parents hippies or a Stepford family and thought the latter would be more interesting. Anyways, thank you everyone who reviewed, and I hope to hear your opinions about this chapter as well.