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((ooc: Continued from this post)
Ludwig gasped aloud. Due to the sudden flow of blood downward, it was becoming extremely hard to focus on his sanity and how he should not be ravishing an innocent Feliciano at 4 am in the morning. Of course, Feli wasn't helping matters himself. He had wrapped his limbs around Ludwig like a monkey and was pulling the weakly protesting German down for another kiss.
The now familiar of the other's mouth and tongue dueling with his own made Ludwig's tenuous common sense nap. He growled a sound more animalistic than anything that had ever come out of his mouth and pushed forward until he was fully on top of Feliciano, pressing the boy down into bed with his heavier, stronger body. He ground back against the other's hips, gasping into their sloppy, overly zealous kiss as waves of pleasure and heat rocked through his body with the friction between their groins. It was better than anything he could have imagined, and they still had clothes on!
His hands had no qualms wandering back to Feli's skin, this time boldly sliding up the other's baggy shirt to caress the quivering abs and his ribs. "F-Feliciano... I-I... You need to... tell me to stop..." he managed out, more out of habit than any real protest. Feliciano clearly wasn't protesting, so Ludwig was having a very, very hard time wondering why he had opposed this to begin with.
Ludwig gasped aloud. Due to the sudden flow of blood downward, it was becoming extremely hard to focus on his sanity and how he should not be ravishing an innocent Feliciano at 4 am in the morning. Of course, Feli wasn't helping matters himself. He had wrapped his limbs around Ludwig like a monkey and was pulling the weakly protesting German down for another kiss.
The now familiar of the other's mouth and tongue dueling with his own made Ludwig's tenuous common sense nap. He growled a sound more animalistic than anything that had ever come out of his mouth and pushed forward until he was fully on top of Feliciano, pressing the boy down into bed with his heavier, stronger body. He ground back against the other's hips, gasping into their sloppy, overly zealous kiss as waves of pleasure and heat rocked through his body with the friction between their groins. It was better than anything he could have imagined, and they still had clothes on!
His hands had no qualms wandering back to Feli's skin, this time boldly sliding up the other's baggy shirt to caress the quivering abs and his ribs. "F-Feliciano... I-I... You need to... tell me to stop..." he managed out, more out of habit than any real protest. Feliciano clearly wasn't protesting, so Ludwig was having a very, very hard time wondering why he had opposed this to begin with.