Date Mit Feli - RP

[herrludwigd]

Straightening the cuffs of his black coat with one hand, Ludwig took one last look at the simple bouquet in his other hand. The bright, cheery flowers looked appropriate, given the person they were a gift for. A sunny disposition deserved a sunny arrangement. Red roses, yellow lilies and baby pink dahlias were wrapped tightly in spring green

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[useless_italy]

Feliciano's heart jumped at the sound of the knock on his door. "Vee..." He said quietly. Why was he nervous? It wasn't like this was their FIRST date or anything.

He padded over to the door, fixed his clothing AGAIN, and opened it.

It was LUDWIG! Well of course it was Ludwig!

"Vee!!" He exclaimed and threw his arms around the stoic German, barely missing crushing the flowers Ludwig held between them.

He stepped back and noticed them. "Oooh!!! Are those for me, Ludwig??" He asked, clapping his hands together.

[herrludwigd]

Ludwig barely had any time to prepare for the attack that was his easily excitable boyfriend. Luckily, the little Italian ball of energy had missed the fragile bouquet that was clutched so tightly in Ludwig's hand.

"Ja, meine susse, they are for you," He choked out, carefully unwrapping Feliciano's arms from around his neck. He straightened his coat again, handing the flowers to Feli.

"Are you ready? I was thinking bowling first, to work up our appetites, and then dinner at the Italian restaurant."

[useless_italy]

"That sounds wonderful!" Feli exclaimed, taking the bouquet from Ludwig and putting them in a nearby vase.

"They're so beautiful! I'll have to pick one of each flower to put in my book!" He smiled. He had a book of pressed flowers that held one flower of each kind from each bouquet that Ludwig had ever given him. Each page was dated, and a small paragraph was written about the occasion.

He finished making sure the flowers were going to be okay while he was gone, grabbed his ID and keys, and stepped out into the hall with Ludwig.

Grabbing his hand, he said, "I'm ready! Let's go!"

[herrludwigd]

The evening was warm on the walk to the bowling alley. Ludwig was quiet most of the time as Feliciano jumped around, talking animatedly. He babbled about his classes, the new art club he had just joined earlier in the day, how he suspected his brother was sneaking out to see Antonio after curfew. Ludwig just smiled at the gossip

[herrludwigd]

Ludwig couldn't help the blush coloring his neck. He felt so foolish being all lovey in public, but it made Feliciano so happy when he responded in kind to him.

"Ich liebe dich, auch." Ludwig said quietly.

[useless_italy]

Feliciano squirmed happily in his seat. He loved it when Ludwig spoke German to him. He didn't know why, he just thought it was extra sweet when he did.

They sat in silence only a few moments before Feliciano started talking again. He wasn't even sure what he was talking about half the time, but he didn't care. He just loved it that Ludwig listened to him without telling him how stupid he was. He knew he was a little on the dumb side. He didn't understand math or science or geography...He understood art, because it spoke to his soul.

But Ludwig never called him stupid. Ludwig didn't seem to mind that he didn't understand certain things, and that's all Feliciano wanted from him.

Well...that and love.

Before long their dinner came, and Feliciano was still talking, but he kept sneaking his foot up Ludwig's leg. He'd worn slip-on shoes for a reason...

[herrludwigd]

Ludwig knew this game of Feli's. The little Italian loved to rev him up. He knew the redhead wanted to test himself, to see how far he could turn Ludwig on before it was considered too far. Even though Ludwig was pretty straight laced, they still had yet to find that line.

Twirling a little of the angel hair pasta on his plate onto his fork, Ludwig leaned forward and offered the bite to his boyfriend.

"Want a taste of mine, meine schatz?" Ludwig was beet red, but he wasn't going to back down from this game.

[useless_italy]

Feliciano giggled. "Grazie." He said, before sliding his lips around the bite and slowly pulling it into his mouth.

"Mmm..." He swallowed, and licked his lips suggestively at Ludwig.

He loved making the German blush. It didn't seem like anyone else could do it. Only Feli. And it made Feliciano feel more than just special. He got to see the side of Ludwig no one else ever got to see.

[useless_italy]

Feliciano's hands roamed down Ludwig's chest. "Sì." He answered, giggling again. "Your messy hair just lends itself to how passionate you can be."

He kissed his way along Ludwig's jaw, until he found his chin, and then up to his lips. "Ti Amo..."

His hands slipped farther down and his fingers found the button to Ludwig's pants. He giggled and unbuttoned them.

[herrludwigd]

Ludwig gasped at Feli's brass. The man had no qualms about making his wants known, and those wants were quite obvious at this point. He helped his smaller boyfriend remove his slacks and kick them to the side. At the same time, his own fingers were undoing the buttons on Feli's pants.

He rained kisses across Feli's skin, everywhere he could reach. Shoulders, neck, chin, adam's apple. He sucked Feli's bottom lip in between his teeth before introducing his tongue to the small Italian's.

[useless_italy]

Feliciano shivered at each and every one of Ludwig's touches and kisses. How did the German do that to him? Make him feel so complete, so whole, so wanted, so loved, so...appreciated?

So much more than what he figured he was...

He felt so safe in Ludwig's arms as the rest of the clothing was discarded over the edges of the bed. He had never been afraid of him, even when they were together the first time. It had just all felt so right.

Just like now was feeling oh so right...

[herrludwigd]

Stripped bare of unwanted obstructions, Ludwig wasted no time putting Feliciano right where he wanted him. He pulled the duvet to halfway down the bed and slipped his nude lover onto the chill sheets. Only a heartbeat passed before Ludwig was again skin to skin with Feli.

Large calloused hands roved over the small Italian's body, remembering favorite soft spots. The hard jut of the left hip was ticklish, the dip where pelvis and groin met was highly erogenous. The gasps and giggles Feli issued were old hat by now for the pair, but the soundtrack was Ludwig's personal favorite.

Whispered German endearments met Feliciano's reddened ear as Ludwig prepared him for their coupling. His traditional mind kept yelling at him that this wasn't romantic, there should be the old cliches lying about; roses, wine, soft music wafting through the air. It took a lot of will power for him to push those thoughts away. From Feli's reactions, it didn't seem he was doing too badly, anyway.