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Ludwig was squirming with anticipation as he lay on the bed, his eyes shut tight. ‘Will you sit on the bed and close your eyes for me, amore?’ Feliciano had asked, bouncing lightly on the spot with excitement. ‘I have a surprise for you, you’ll love it, I promise!’
Upon hearing Feliciano’s words, Ludwig’s heart had threatened to jump out of his chest. Not one to disobey, he followed Feliciano’s command, though the suspense was killing him. He strained his ears, desperate to pick up any sounds that would hint at Feliciano’s ‘surprise’. He could hear Feliciano humming, but Feliciano always hummed, regardless of the time, place, or situation. There was rustling of fabric, the sound of feet padding across the bedroom carpet, and a faint, satisfied sigh. Then, there were more footsteps, a soft creak from the bed, and a familiar form straddling Ludwig’s waist.
Ludwig swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. “C-Can I open my eyes?”
“Of course, love.”
Ludwig’s eyes snapped open, immediately widening as soon as he took in the sight that lay in front of him. Feliciano was wearing lingerie. Lacy silk lingerie, in a rich midnight black that looked incredible against his warm Italian tan. Ebony panties rested high on his narrow hips, stretched taut over the swell of his ass. The outline of his manhood was visible through the thin fabric, that familiar bulge making Ludwig’s mouth water. His nipples formed two tiny peaks in the material of his bralette, and the satiny ensemble shimmered in the low light of the bedroom.
Feliciano grinned, eyes half-lidded and dark. “Ciao, amore.”
Brain clouded with desire, Ludwig slowly raised a hand, wanting to touch every inch of Feliciano’s lace-clad body. But before his fingers could come in contact with Feli’s sun-kissed flesh, the smaller man grabbed his wrist, shaking his head.
“Don’t get too grabby, my love,” Feliciano smirked at him, lifting an auburn brow. “Who said you had permission to touch?”
Ludwig just stared at him, eyes wide with disbelief. Feliciano wouldn’t do this to him, would he? No one could possibly be that mean. Pupils blown with lust, he reached out to touch Feliciano’s waist, but those cruel fingers curled around his wrist once again.
Feliciano’s smile was positively wicked. “Didn’t you hear me, amore? I said ‘ don’t touch’ .”
“B-But Feli,” Ludwig stammered, wanting nothing more than to slide his hands across every inch of Feliciano’s ethereal body. “Mein Liebling, I need it so badly.”
“Oh, you do, sweetheart?” Feliciano gave his ass a playful shake, then ground himself lightly against Ludwig’s thigh. “Why should I let you touch me?”
“You’re so beautiful, Feli,” Ludwig husked, his hands itching to feel Feliciano, to explore and tease and caress. “You’re so sexy, and…” His gaze landed on Feliciano’s lace-covered cock. “I wanna make you come. I wanna use my hands and my tongue, and I’ll make you feel so good, Schatzi, I promise.”
“Oh, really, amore?” Feliciano rocked his hips against Ludwig’s thigh once again, letting the man feel his arousal. “I could easily make myself come. I could just sit here and ride your thigh, and you could watch me…”
“No, Feli, I want it,” Ludwig pleaded, the desire evident in his tone. “Bitte, please give it to me…”
Feli leaned in closer, until the tip of his nose touched Ludwig’s and the blond could feel his warm breath. “Beg me a little harder, Luddy, and maybe I will.”
“Please, Feliciano, please let me. I’ll do anything you want if you just let me touch you. You’re driving me crazy, I just-” His babbling was cut short by Feliciano moving forward and claiming his mouth in a firm kiss. Ludwig’s heart stuttered, his lungs forgot how to do their job, and he parted his lips in an attempt to catch his breath, only for Feliciano’s tongue to plunge between them, sliding deep into his hot, eager mouth. Their tongues came together in a pleasant exchange, lively and slick as they teased one another. They kissed until their lungs begged for air, and they literally couldn’t kiss anymore.
Panting, Feliciano pulled away, mouth open and lips shiny with both his and Ludwig’s saliva. His pouty pink lips curled into a grin. “Have at it, amore.”
Ludwig mumbled a soft ‘thank you’ and promptly planted his lips on Feliciano’s neck, the skin heated and smooth against his mouth. He could feel Feliciano’s erection rubbing against his thigh, but that could wait. He wanted to worship every inch of Feliciano’s body, saving the man’s cock for last. He sucked some of the bronzed flesh into his mouth, keeping his lips planted firmly to the spot, using teeth and tongue to ensure he’d leave a visible mark. He pulled back to admire his work, a purplish bruise already forming where his mouth had been.
“Good boy,” Ludwig murmured against Feliciano’s neck, then pressed his lips right under Feliciano’s jawline, where a mark would be nearly impossible to hide.
Feliciano shivered as Ludwig’s mouth latched onto him once again, and a delicious whine escaped his throat when he felt the gentle scrape of teeth against his burning skin. The teeth returned, biting with just a little more force this time. Words tumbled out of his mouth, no real thought behind them, just ceaseless praise for his husband. ‘God yes please Luddy fuck yes please…’
Ludwig sank his teeth into the junction of Feliciano’s neck and shoulder, earning another delightful cry from the smaller man. He ran his tongue across the fresh red, circular mark, then kissed the tiny dip between Feliciano’s collarbones. His gaze drifted to Feliciano’s chest, the thin fabric of the bralette doing very little to hide the fact that his nipples were hard. Extremely hard. The outline of those tiny, erect buds practically had Ludwig drooling. He brought his mouth to Feliciano’s silk-covered nipple, sucking it through the lacy material of the bralette.
“F-Fuck,” Feliciano whimpered, a strong jolt of pleasure coursing through his body. Skilled incisors grazed his clothed nipple, and an experienced tongue wetted the fabric covering it.
Ludwig hooked a finger under the strap of Feliciano’s bralette, tugging at it until it slipped to the side, leaving one pink nipple on full display. He immediately took it into his mouth, sealing his lips around the sensitive nub and sucking fervently at it.
Feliciano trembled like a madman, eyes rolling back from the feeling of his nipple in Ludwig’s hot, wet, perfect mouth. One of Ludwig’s hands snuck under his bralette to toy with his other nipple, and Feliciano felt like he could’ve died, right there on the spot. His back was arching, chest was heaving, and he pushed himself even closer to Ludwig, mouth open and panting, shamelessly begging for more. And then Ludwig pulled both his hands and mouth away, exposing Feliciano’s chest to the cold, dull air of the bedroom. Before Feliciano could even blink, Ludwig’s mouth was on him again, kissing the flat expanse of his stomach. Ludwig’s tongue dipped into the tiny cave of his bellybutton, and goosebumps immediately rose on Feliciano’s flesh.
Ludwig went lower, until his face was right in front of Feliciano’s erection, which looked like it could’ve ripped through the fabric of his panties. He swiped his tongue across Feli’s clothed arousal- just briefly, for barely even a half second- and the sensation drew another desperate cry from Feliciano, who bucked his hips against Ludwig’s face. Feliciano was squirming and needy and chanting ‘please Luddy please,’ but Ludwig wasn’t caving that easily.
Feliciano whimpered when instead of having his cock taken into Ludwig’s heavenly mouth, the German licked the inside of his thigh, so close, yet so far away from where Feliciano wanted him. That torturous mouth made its way down Feliciano’s thigh, nipping it occasionally, then soothing the bites with swipes of a playful tongue.
“I want to taste every inch of you,” Ludwig whispered, lifting Feliciano’s leg and kissing the side of his slender knee.
“D-Does that include my cock?” Feliciano asked hopefully, struggling to ignore the way his length was throbbing, demanding some attention.
“Mm, your cock can wait for a bit,” Ludwig teased. He kissed the instep of Feliciano’s foot, followed by his ankle. “You have such beautiful legs, Feliciano, they deserve some love, too.”
Feliciano could only whimper as Ludwig kissed his way back up his legs, painfully slow. He felt Ludwig’s tongue on the back of his knee, one of his most sensitive spots, and his back arched off the mattress. His heart pounded with anticipation as Ludwig went higher, until his face was eye-level with his crotch. An open-mouthed kiss was pressed to his clothed, aching cock, and Feliciano almost came in his panties, his body trembling with desire.
Ludwig decided he’d teased Feliciano for long enough, and reached into his husband’s panties to pull out his hard, dripping length. Feliciano’s manhood wasn’t as big as Ludwig’s but it was still decently sized. He parted his lips and took the leaking head between them, earning a wanton moan of delight from Feliciano. Keeping his eyes locked on Feli’s, he brought his head forward, easing more and more of Feliciano’s arousal into his mouth. But before his mouth was even halfway down the shaft, Feliciano’s cock twitched, and Ludwig felt the taste of Feliciano’s hot seed on his tongue. Fuck. Ludwig should have been expecting this, with the ridiculous amount of time he’d spent teasing Feliciano, but it was still a bit of a surprise. He swallowed the best he could, but a good bit of Feliciano’s release dripped from the corners of his mouth. He withdrew Feli’s spent cock from his mouth, the length glistening with saliva.
Feliciano was oblivious to what was going on beneath him, his orgasm sending bright flashes of white across his vision. His hands fisted in the bedsheets, toes curling and muscles clenching. When his climax finally ceased, he blinked a couple times to clear his vision. His gaze landed on Ludwig, and he blushed when he saw the mixture of spit and come trickling down the man’s chin.
“Heh~” Feliciano laughed weakly. “Luddy, you’ve got a little…” He pointed at Ludwig’s messy face.
Ludwig licked his lips, cleaning himself up the best he could, then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
God, he hoped Feliciano would ‘surprise’ him a little more often.