really did hate doing this, but it was the best way he could figure out how to come out on top in the end. He watched Ludwig as the other hesitates, doing his best to seem open and welcoming to the
young boy. His breath hitches voluntarily as Ludwig finally cups his face though, trying to ignore how much the gentle touch affected him. "Please..." he breathes back in response, though he doesn't give
Ludwig a chance to second guess himself. He wraps a hand up arpund the back of the boy's neck, pulling him in that last inch and making sure their lips meet in another skillfully coaxing kiss.
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's breath hitches slightly when he feels Francis wrap a hand around his neck. The lips feel good
and Ludwig is responding as he moves a little further parting his lips to give Francis access and also wanting to taste Francis. -
When he had fucked Francis before...it had been just that...no kidding because that was intimate...that was what was happening now. -
slides closer as well as pulling Francis towards him as he deepens the kiss...his body reacting so readily to him. He had tried to forget and now all he wanted was Francis..
hums softly as Ludwig moves closer and pulls him in, surprised that Ludwig doesn't also jump to taking control of the kiss. He takes the opportunity though, kissing him slowly and deeply, leading him a kiss
that was far more intimate and connected than the pair had any right to. The whole situation made Francis's heart race, and not all in attraction (and he'd like to ignore the part that was). After a few
moments like this he gets closer, sliding a hand up Ludwig's thigh exploringly.
shifts his thigh apart and makes a small noise close to a groan. He's becoming a lot more eager as he tugs Francis onto his lap. -
nips at Francis bottom lip and it's already clear he's getting hard. Youth.
gasps softly at the eagerness, but lets himself be pulled onto his lap, straddling him. He cups the boy's face, trying to keep up with his energy, and fingers slipping into his clothes to start undressing him.
pulls back panting cheeks flushed. "A-are you sure?!" He asks but it's clear he really wants to continue.
licks his lips as he pulls back, smiling down at him despite his urge to say no. "I wouldn't offer if I wasn't sure," he answers in a low voice, rolling his hips against the boys eager
arousal. "You certainly don't seem like you want me to stop.." he answers, unable to help the slight teasing grin tugging at his lips.
lets out a gasp when Francis rolls against his arousal. His hand on Francis' waist tightens and then suddenly he's rocking back. "N-no...stopping...
Gott...please...I want this.." It was funny how easy he turned from uncertain to really wanting to go through with it. His hands are already moving to work off
Francis clothes as he pulls off the man's short and starts working on his trousers. He was perhaps a little too desperate.
makes a soft sound as he can feel the hand on him grip tighter, rolling against Ludwig's motions and feeling himself start to get turned on with the friction too. "Good.." he manages
to murmur, before he's surprised by the rate at which Ludwig is managing to undress him.He's almost naked in no time at all and has to swallow down a lump in his throat, ignoring how vulnerable it made him feel
again before standing to rid himself of his pants as well. He kneels down to between Ludwig's legs, pulling open his pants and tugging them off too, freeing the already proud erection. He licks his lips
quite purposefully for Ludwig, not needing words before he's lapping and sucking at the head of him. Francis knew there was no way the teenhad brought down oil with him, so he had to improvise for his own sake.
had not been expecting that. He couldn't tesr his gaze away from Francis as the man peels off the last of his clothes. He swallows and then...
let's out a loud moan when Francis hot mouth takes the head of his erection in. The man is embarrassed but the way Francis sucks at him has
trembling in pleasure. he grasps at the bed under him parting his thighs a little further apart all the while trying to stifle groans.
is at least enjoying the way even his smallest motions were causing his captor to tremble beneath his touches, softly moaning as he takes in more of his length. He pauses momentarily before Ludwig can get a
chance to risk coming too early, leaning back slightly in favour of sucking on his fingers instead, slicking them well before reaching behind to stretch himself. With a gasp of pleasure he starts
his little show for Ludwig, taking a few moments to enjoy it himself before he's back to sucking the boy's cock, taking him in deeper this time.
bites his bottom lip as Francis takes more of him in. He swears he's going to come but the man pulls off of him with a pop and...Gott...
Francis was sucking on his own fingers and the sight was lewd...but it had him feeling harder than just moments ago. The show has his attention fixed on Francis...it was almost hard to believe what he was
seeing....seeing as barely a month ago they were hardly on good terms and then...Ludwig moans...Francis mouth is back on his cock and he's shuddering all over again.
"F-francis....stop...I'm going to cum..." Ludwig moves to grasp at the man's hair to try and pull him back. He didn't want to come so soon.
| Truthfully, they still weren't on good terms... it's hard to feel amiable to someone who has you locked away, but Francis would use this lie to his advantage. He gasps as he's pulled back by his
hair, swallowing before putting on a teasing grin. "Ah, the vigor of youth~" he teases, passively keeping his head where Ludwig held it rather than pulling away. "How would you like
to take me then, mon amour?" he murmurs, pulling his fingers free from his rear with a soft groan.
frowns lightly when Francis calls him love. He understood a lot of French...and they were certainly not on those terms. "Don't call me that..." He says his flush still
very apparent. He feels a little better now that he has a bit more control...Francis had been dominating the entire time. "On your hands and knees..." He says simply. -
didn't really want to look at Francis just yet...especially sharing this type of intimacy. At least this way made it less personal.
manages to laugh at the protest, fully planning on calling him nicknames the entire time. The request doesn't surprise him however, knowing that Ludwig would have to be eased into the romance he had planned. He
forces a grin and climbs back onto the bed, positioning himself and glancing back at Ludwig coyly. "I'm ready for you~" he purrs, despite starting to feel a bit of panic rising in his throat- this position
made him feel far too exposed and vulnerable again, especially considering who he was posing for.
looked almost hesitant again but he does move onto the bed. He can hear it creak under him as he moves to position himself behind Francis. -
grabs Francis hips taking a moment to position himself properly before he's grasping himself with a small hitch of breath and
moving it to Francis stretched hole. He doesn't say anything...only begins to slowly push in his lips parting as he lets out a ragged breath at
the feel of a tight Francis around him. "G-gott..."
.gives Ludwig his best 'come hither' look when he notices the boy hesitating, lowering his shoulders towards the bed to stick his rear out better. He grins when the other caves in and moves to behind him,
fingers tightening against the blankets as Ludwig's large cock is quickly pressing into him. He lets out a breathy moan as he's invaded again, the slow pace causing his heart to race worse. "Oh dieu... Ludwig,
please~" he breathes out, trying to roll his hips against the boy quicker in need.
shutters at the way Francis sounded and the way he was rolling his hips back against him. He has to take a moment to breath in deeply before he's starting a pace. His grip on Francis' hips tighten and despite
his inexperience Ludwig starts a fairly strong rhythm with the way he's pounding into Francis. He does try to angle his hips a bit to give the man better pleasure. Ludwig does remember that right now...it was
supposed to go both way.
gasps as Ludwig finally starts to thrust into him in earnest, and he moans softly to encourage him.Francis lets his head dip back down to the bed so Ludwig can't see his face, trying to imagine that the boy was
anyone else, in an attempt to calm his heart. He's caught offguard when Ludwig actually thinks of him and shifts his hips like that, letting out a real gasp of pleasure as he almost hits the sweet
spot. Francis can't help but arch hid back and shift his hips to help, soon moaning for real as bliss courses through his body.
| When Francis moans like that Ludwig realises that he's found the spot he was looking for. He knew he could be cruel but this was not what was happening here. This was sex but not out of cruelty...out of want
and perhaps one day it could be more but right now it was only carnal desire. He keeps the new angle that he found with the help of Francis and pounds hard into it. He knew he wasn't going to be able to hold on
for much longer. He could feel himself reach that peak again and he was sure that his panting made it evidently clear to Francis.
cries out in pleasure as Ludwig thrusts harder, grasping the sheets as he actually gives himself over to it. He can tell the boy was getting close already... the benefits
of youth, apparently. Francis reaches down to stroke himself to help, groaning as he does so.
keeps going for as long as he can before his thrusts become a little erratic and he can feel that coil give. -
let's out a low moan as he comes hard inside of Francis. He doubles over the man his chest pressing tight against the Frenchman's back as he rides out
his pleasure. The moment he comes down from it he's gasping for breath and shuddering once again. His cheeks are ridiculously flushed as he pulls back and
pulls his limp cock out of Francis. He felt ridiculously embarrassed.
whimpers softly as Ludwig gets closer to his finish, bucking his hips back against him in need. He shudders as he can feel the boy come inside him, quickly stroking himself to his finish as well and letting
out a breath as the weight of the other rests upon his back. He comes with a low moan as Ludwig is sliding out of him, taking a half moment to catch his own breath before shifting to sit
down on the bed, quick to pull Ludwig into a rough kiss before the other could detach from the experience.
doesn't expect it and nearly falls on Francis but then he's melting into the kiss. He's kissing back with a soft moan before pulling back. -
| "Francis..." He breathes out. "G-gott...Francis...is this normal?"
hums softly agains this lips, making sure it's a good one. He blinks at the question though, laughing breathlessly. "What, are you feeling ready for a second round already?" he teases with a grin, hand
snaking up the boy's thigh.
flushes and tries to look away but then gasps when he feels the hand trailing up his thigh. He couldn't say he didn't want to go another
round. He was feeling his arousal return. (Maybe time skip to a couple a months? )
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spends the next couple of months working on making Ludwig fall in love with him, glad to know from the boy's complaints that Gilbert spent very little time at the castle, and when he did he was far too busy to
spend time with his brother. Truthfully, he was finding the more time he spent with him, the more comfortable he was too... but he denied admitting to himself that he had also grown fond of the boy. Francis was
nervous though, the true test of his handiwork was coming with the announcement that Gilbert would be taking a short break, and coming back to the castle to do so. He was also hardly pleased knowing that
if the man was comfortable enough to rest, that meant his conquering of France was going far too well for the former King's taste. Hopefully his subjects still held some hope for him... because he knew if the
German invaders had become favoured, there'd really be no reason to keep Francis alive after all.
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was helping some of his men work with the wild horses they had caught. Since the first time Francis and he had slept together...Ludwig had gotten quite
close to the man. During the time Gilbert was gone he had gone many more times to share this intimate embrace. With Francis gentle tutelage
had learned a lot...and it was hard to deny that he wasn't developing feelings for the Frenchman. There were many a nights that he spent nearly the entirety of it with Francis...
and in that time he had also started escorting the man out on the grounds so he could stretch his legs. Ludwig tried to keep their affair a
secret...which wasn't that difficult considering Ludwig's meticulous nature. He was private...and well liked so not too many people thought to disobey him especially after what he had done to
the Frenchman when they had first conquered. They were safe...for now...
was happy to be back. He'd missed his brother dearly, but he'd had many things to take care of. "Ludwig!" he called out, wanting to hear how he'd been, and how he'd been holding up in his absence.
pauses when he hears a familiar voice and his lips quirk up in an excited smile. He excused himself and he moves to job to a clearing so Gilbert can see him. "Gilbert!?" He calls back.
grins when he sees his brother, running over and sweeping him up into his arms, holding him close.
"Ludwig! How've you been? I'm sorry I've been gone so long, we had some issues. I've been busy, which is no excuse, but..." he'd missed him so much.
grins when he's swept up in his brothers arms. He was still small enough for his brother to do this...but it was clear he was becoming stronger as time went by. He had turned eighteen not to long ago. He hugs
Gilbert back and let's out a low hum of understanding. "I understand...it's not an easy job." He says and steadies Gilbert so he can stand on his own two feet now. "But...I'm glad you're back." There is a
slight flush that is not too noticeable.
cups Ludwig's face very briefly, before ruffling his hair. "I'm glad to be back. How've you been, Ludwig? Taking care of the palace? How's the city been? I know you've been doing well, I'm very proud of you."
flushes as he tries to fix his hair. "It's been running mostly smoothly." He reports. "I'm also one year older. I'm officially an adult now." He smiles
lightly. It wasn't typical of Ludwig to smile to noticeably.
perks up at that. "You are! I'm sorry I missed your birthday, but I did bring you something." He pulled a sword from his back, holding it out for him.
"Because you're a man now. Always my West, but all grown up."
pauses as his eyes land on the sword...which was actually quite a beautiful piece of artwork. "Gilbert..." He barely gets his brother's name out above a whisper-
as he glances up at him. "You... didn't have too." He says as he gingerly takes the sword. "It's...it's just a birthday..."
grins at that. "It's your birthday. It's special, and I'm sorry I missed it. I hope this can make up for it."
's smiles widens a little more and he places it down momentarily to hug Gilbert. "You here and this is good."
hugs him tightly, happy even for this little bit of affection, for the fact that Ludwig wasn't upset he'd left. "As long as you're happy."
pulls back so he can pick his sword back up. "I was lonely...but I understood. I just wish I could have gone with you."
sighs softly at that. "I wish you could have too, West. But I needed you here. You understand that, right?"
nods. "At first I didn't...but I do now." He didn't want to say he's glad for that choice becuase he got to know Francis better...but he was glad for that.
smiles softly. "I really am sorry. But I'm here now, and if everything goes well, I should be staying for awhile. I can take over looking after that insufferable Francis so you don't have to put up with him."
tries not to show the slight bit or panick that takes over at having Gilbert take his place at looking after Francis. "Gilbert...Francis is not so difficult. I...I can
handle this just fine..." IF Gilbert wanted to take over the palace fine...but Francis...he wanted to remain his guardian.
scoffs at that. "You've suffered enough with him. I'll take over for awhile, and give you a break. You don't deserve having to put up with his shit."
tries not to show that it would be more suffering not checking on him. "Gil...you should relax...this is hardly a chore. Only delivering food." He didn't want to beg...and he wouldn't but he hoped this would
be convincing enough.
shakes his head. "It's not a problem. I need to check up on him anyways , and laugh at his rotting corpse."
tries not to look guilty as he nods at that. "I'll be
..here helping with the wild horses." He says simply before he's excusing himself to do just yet.
..here helping with the wild horses." He says simply before he's excusing himself to do just yet.
gives him a curious look. "Ludwig? Did something happen..." something happened.
quirks a brow and shakes his head. "No...unless you mean Francis has been a little more complacent."
thinks that's weird. "I doubt that. He's never been complacent in his entire life."
shrugs. "I never knew him before...this is what I'm getting from my experiences." He says simply hoping that Gilbert won't ask anymore wayward questions.
hums at that. It sounded... out of character. "What's been happening with him?"
pauses as he thinks for a quick second. "Nothing...he's been...in his cell. I'm not sure what you want me to tell you."
thinks that's odd, and honestly he's a little suspicious. "He's not been playing mind games? Trying to get out?"
tries to give him an offended look. "What are you trying to say Gilbert...that you don't trust me."
sighs softly. "I do. I just just don't trust him, that's all. But if you say he's been fine, I believe you.'
still looks a little offended but his expression has lightened up. "I'll be at the stables..." He repeats as he starts to back away. "If you need anything." With that he takes his
leave.
Francis
was
indeed in his cell... but he hardly looked like the rotting corpse that Gilbert should've expected to see. In fact, he was healthy and relatively happy, having been getting chances to go outside, regular
meals, and regular... exercise. When he hears the sound of someone coming towards the cell he sits up, crossing his legs elegantly and setting aside the book he had been reading. He arches a brow however
when he sees that it's Gilbert instead of his boytoy, posture going a bit more rigid, and crossing his arms instead in haughty annoyance.
narrows his eyes when he sees how well cared for Francis is. "You look... not dead. I'm displeased." His gaze lands on the book, and realizes Francis has won someone's favour.
eyes him up and down, before rolling his eyes. "I could say the same for you," he answers, leaning back on his hands. "I had hoped the next time I saw you you'd have lost your head."
will fucking lose his shit and beat the holy hell out of him. Instead he smirks. He always did like mind games.
"That so? Here I thought I'd left instructions. You seem occupied with your book, well taken care of... they're being followed, you should be grateful."
scoffs at that reaction, simply shaking his head. Even if his good care hadn't been his own doing, he would hardly believe it was Gilbert's instructions. He figures the other would've sooner just had him
killed. So instead of responding, he does what he knows would rile up Gilbert the most... completely ignores him and picks his book back up.
narrows his eyes at that for a moment. Fucking Francis, better off rotting in this damned cell.
"That's fine. I'll just tell the guards you won't be hungry later. Or in need of a book." Leave him to starve and stare at the wall, it was more than he deserved.
hums, shifting to lean against the wall comfortably. He can't help but smirk though at the note of frustration he can hear in those threats. Besides, he hoped that Ludwig wouldn't let any of it come
to fruition anyways.
storms out, ordering a guard to take his book as he leaves. He needs to see Ludwig.
has finished at the stables, had cleaned up and was now in the study working something out for tomorrow.
asks around where he is, before knocking twice on the study door, and letting himself in. "Ludwig?"
glances up at his features brighten. "Gilbert." He smiles. "I thought I wasn't going to see you for the rest of the day." It was quite clear his disposition had brightened as well.
sighs softly. He doesn't want to ruin his mood, but he needs to know. "Ludwig," he smiles a little, coming over to clasp his shoulder. "I'm going to stay for a bit. I just have one question for you."
places his quill down as he glances up at him. "You know you can ask me anything."
watches him carefully. "I went to see Francis. Did you know someone's been spoiling our prisoner? I'm wondering where exactly his book, and his full meals are coming from..."
quirks a brow. "You call that spoiling? I believe food is considered a basic right Gilbert....and a book is harmless."
rolls his eyes. "He's a prisoner. You're the one that took him down. Prisoners get basic food. Scraps, not full meals."
's brows knit together at that. "That seems wrong Gilbert." He says just as his lips thin as well.
stares at him. "Wrong. What do you care about wrong, you had Francis' own men take him when we betrayed the peace treaty. This may not be war right now, but it's a battle."
's brows knit further together as he abruptly gets up and he squares a displeased glare at his brother. "I care about wrong for that
reason Gilbert." He says as he tries to stride towards the door.
didn't mean to upset him... "West..." Christ.
"West, are you going to listen to me, or run away?" he positions himself in front of the door, watching him patiently.
"West, are you going to listen to me, or run away?" he positions himself in front of the door, watching him patiently.
pauses and crosses his arms over his chest. "I'm going to listen. Please...go on."
knows this is a hard lesson to learn. "Ludwig. You're going to be King someday. I'll die, you'll take over, you need to know the ugly parts. You need to learn that war is ugly, that when we take prisoners,
it's ugly. Francis by all means should be dead and you agreed with me then. We're keeping him alive for information. Not to take care of him, or befriend him. It's hard, but it's the way it is."
's expression doesn't change as he takes in these words. "You and I both know they won't let me take over. If anything your offspring will take over Gilbert."
snorts at that. "We both know I'm not going to have any damn offspring, West. Vati couldn't make me take a bride back then, and I'm not going to take one one. My loyalty is to you and the Kingdom. That's it."
flushes a bit at that. He didn't understand why Gilbert was so loyal to him...in certain aspects it made sense but in others it didn't. "Then I hope I don't
live long enough to see you pass away. I don't think I could handle that. I would rather your cousin take over than..." His cheeks darken. "Have to love without you here."
tsks. "West, don't say that. You're young, and smart, and strong. You have a long life ahead of you filled with success. You'll do fine without me. I think I would lose myself without you."
's arms remain crossed over his slowly broadening chest. In a few more years and he would be a big man. "You have no right to assume that Gilbert." He says. "Try to remember who found me...who took me in and
gave me a better life." Ludwig brings up. "Because without you I would most likely be dead already. I don't want to think of not having you around....so please don't say I'll do fine without you when that's a
lie."
doesn't really think it is a lie. "West, it's a part of life. Wars happen, there are casualties. You'll be sad, but I know you'll rule well over a prosperous kingdom." he can't help but smile when he
realizes how much Ludwig is growing, and gives his arms a light squeeze. "And you wouldn't be dead. You would have persevered."
sighs softly as he steps forward and wraps Gilbert into a hug. He presses his forehead to his brother's shoulder. "You can be so dumb sometimes." He complains softly before pulling back with his flushed
cheeks. "These are things we can't know anyway."
is pleasantly surprised at the embrace, but hugs him tightly as always.
"Ah, only when it comes to you, Ludwig... and no. I don't know what will happen, but I will try my best to stay at your side."
"Ah, only when it comes to you, Ludwig... and no. I don't know what will happen, but I will try my best to stay at your side."
can't help his serious expression as he nods lightly. "I'll see you at breakfast tomorrow...ja?"
gives him an amused look, and kisses his forehead. "Ja, West."
flushes but doesn't say anything more as he takes his leave. He does make sure to bring Francis an actual meal when the guards are changing...before heading to bed. He would have to be very careful now.
periodically visits Francis to make sure he's miserable or dying. Unfortunately he is neither, though he does seem annoyed at his visits, and Gilbert takes pride in that, at least.
.is irritated every time he has to see Gilbert visiting him in the other side of the cell door, and does his best to irritate Gilbert in return. He's glad that Ludwig keeps coming to check on him, though he is
upset that it's fleeting meetings and he hopes that this visit won't harm the progress they'd made. Francis hates to see the smug bastard at his door again. "Back again? I didn't realized you were so in love
with me," he greets, changing his frown into a smirk.
raises an eyebrow at that. "Oh, I am. So in love, that I'm going to spend the whole day at your side. I'd love to meet the individual pampering my prisoners."
's expression freezes over with that response, narrowing his eyes at him. "Don't you have a village full of children to go burn down instead?" he answers haughtily.
smiles at that. Fucking asshole. "Aw Francis. So nice of you to think of the children. Do their parents know you touch them at night?"
wrinkles his nose at the accusation, disgusted. "Classy," he simply replies. He wouldn't dignify that with further response.
feels quite victorious. He leans against the wall next to Francis cell, getting comfortable. "Accurate." he replies, subtly taking note of everything he had in that cell with him.
scoffs at him. "Hardly. There's only one youth I'm interested in, and he's already of marrying age," he hums. He didn't want to out Ludwig.... but good lord it was tempting.
narrows his eyes at Francis, suspicious. "Well it's a good thing you won't be leaving this cell until the day your dick rots off."
merely laughs at that, having to bite his tongue from further comments. Ludwig would be upset if he revealed their affair, and it would wreck his whole progress. "At least I'm not lusting after my
brother," he hums nonchalantly.
either had the most impeccable timing or worst because just after Francis had said this he does step out from around the corner. He had discovered that the safest time
to come visit Francis was in the morning when Gilbert was busy with his morning routines. It was also the best way to learn whether Francis was being fed properly. He hated going
behind his brother's back...but Ludwig had grown fond of Francis...and the man had...well...he had been there for him. There was more but those were things that not even
wanted to dig into. So, when he spots his brother sitting in front of Francis cell and Francis looking less than pleased within it...
's expression can't help but harden...and his heart stop at the fact that his brother shouldn't be done here...and nor should he be aware that Ludwig comes down here. -
was positive that it was to late to turn back and so he makes the few steps towards the two...silently as he tries to come up with a reason to why he was there.
| Ludwig may have been trying to be quiet, but Francis had spent too much time down here, and could detect the slight sound change of footsteps from the usual white noise. He knew it was Ludwig before he came
into view, having already been expecting a morning visit. Francis grins, perking up a bit since this would get interesting. "Mm, speak of the devil," he says, pointedly looking beyond Gilbert to obviously
eye up the other. "I mean, Gilly-bird, I can't really blame you. He's quite a handsome piece of meat. But still... hardly appropriate, I'd say."
growls at Francis, and he has a comeback, he really does. But then Ludwig is there, and Francis is making a pass at /his/ West, and
sees red, temper going off and he has the key in his hand, opening Francis' cell, ready to kill him. Ready to beat him until the floor is spattered red.
is glad he was there because this could have ended really badly. Ludwig like Gilbert is very quick to react so when he sees him go for Francis
doesn't hesitate and he's races forward grabbing his brother from behind only to get a well placed elbow to the face. The blow has him seeing stars as he lets out
a groan of pain and quickly after he's releasing Gilbert to nurse his bleeding noise.
freezes up when he hears Ludwig, and turns around. The blood drains from his face when he sees how badly he's hurt Ludwig, and just like that his anger is gone. _
barely remember to relock Francis' cell, and then he's fussing over Ludwig, cupping his face. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, let me see how bad it is." It wasn't broken, thank God.
"I'm so sorry, I really am. Come, let's go fix you up in the infirmary."
| It takes Ludwig a moment to regain some semblance of where he is. it had been a hard hit...and it had disorientated him. -
blinks a few times and that's when he realises that Gilbert is cupping his face. Pain was shooting through his nose but he also knew it wasn't broken. -
felt that this was almost a god send that this had happened because he wasn't sure if he would be able to effectively keep Gilbert off of Francis. "I-it's fine...Gilbert...please... don't
worry..." Gott...he could taste blood in his throat. It was always disgusting. His gaze does fall fleetingly on Francis and I stead of resisting Gilbert he nods and let's him lead him to the infirmary.
Francis
was
only scared for a half moment at the rage of Gilbert's face, though he's more interested when the scene takes a completely different turn of events. He watches in bemusement at the quick turn of Gilbert's
rage, leaning back as he watched them leave. This could either be a wrench or a blessing, he figured.
frowns, wrapping an arm around Ludwig, and leading him upstairs. "Of course I'm going to worry, you're bleeding everywhere."
frowns. He was bleeding because of him. because Francis made a stupid fucking comment. "We'll get you all fixed up, promise."
keeps his hands wrapped around his nose despite the fact that blood was seeping from between his fingers. There was quite a bit of blood but Ludwig wasn't about to tilt his head back because he didn't want to
have to taste it more than he did now. "It's not detrimental..." He manages to say through his hands and blood. "I...I think we need to talk...Gilbert...after we...deal with this..." This anger towards Francis
it was too much...exaggerated.
huffs at that, trying to keep himself from overly fussing. "Talk? We can talk all you want when you're fixed up." he wanted to carry him to the infirmary, but even he knew that was a bit much.
can see people moving out of their way though, and he's thankful they can get there that much faster.
| They make it to the infirmary...and there are two healers waiting for him. He doesn't even get to say anything as he's being sat at a bed and one is bringing a basin for.thr blood
and the other is bringing a basin to clean up the blood. One of them glances at the fretting Gilbert with a slight hum. "Not to worry your majesty. Once it stops bleeding
it should be fine." She tells him. The bleeding ends up stopping a good fifteen mind later...which has Ludwig feeling light headed but not
forgetful since talking needed to happen.
can't stop fretting. He can't! "You lost a lot of blood West, we should get you something to eat and drink. What do you feel like eating?"
sighs as he remains seated. "Apple juice...maybe some.bread and cheese. But then...after...Gilbert please."
nods "Ja, ja, I'll be right back." he dashes down towards the kitchens immediately. "I need apple juice, and bread with cheese. It's urgent!" the servants
scramble, and Gilbert hopes Ludwig isn't too cross with him.
is crossed with him but not for getting elbowed in the face. It had more to do with his behaviour towards Francis and that he wasn't aware of the fact that he was blowing things
out of proportion. He does wait in silence for his brother to return...and to let his headache subside.
races back up to the infirmary, setting the bread on the table and pressing the apple juice into his hand. "Drink. Can you drink? Are you in too much pain?"
frowns because he wasn't that badly injured. "Gilbert! Stop. I'm fine and I'm not a child. Don't treat me like I'm incapable of taking care of myself." He does
take a sip from the apple juice. However, his unimpressed look remains.
frowns at that. "I know you're capable, but I'm the one that hurt you. I never meant to hurt you, I feel horrible."
would have pinched the bridge of his nose...if he wasn't afraid of causing another bloody nose. "I know..." He gets out voice barely above a whisper. "I..I don't blame you for it...not entirely." -
's lips thin. "I just don't understand why you hate Francis so much...to the point that you only see red...I've...I've never
seen you like this before...it's like a switch flips...so instantaneously."
blinks. Of all the things, he never expected that. "I... what's not to understand? You're my... my West, if someone speaks ill of you, if they make threats towards you, of course I'll defend you." That
wasn't even a question. "I'll always protect you, be it in battle or," his expression twisted. "perverted French men that speak ill of you."
's brow quirks at the possessive article used before his nickname..bit then he forgets about that when Gilbert continues on. "Speaking I'll of me doesn't warrant a beating that nearly spells death for them." -
was trying to keep his cool but Gilbert couldn't see the wrong...or the illogicalness of his ways. "You don't even let me go in battle with you! And I doubt Francis speaks that ill-y of me."
thinks it absolutely does warrant a beating. "Francis speaks of you like you're a scrap of meat, and I won't stand for it. I've seen what he does with people.
When he gets a new plaything and takes them into his private chambers for a night. I've known Francis for a very long time, the kind of person he is.
I know exactly what dirty things go through his mind when he thinks of you, and I won't stand for it."
looks frustrated with Gilbert...he doesn't only look it he feels it. "And you speak of me as if I'm your treasure you have to board and keep away from everyone and everything." -
freezes after those words spill from his mouth and he's trying to reel back but it's too late. They're out in the open now. "Words...are just that words..." He finishes off... barely
above a whisper. He's quite certain he's stepped over the line.
blinks at that. Well, it wasn't the first time West had talked back to him, but this was... it was sort of different. _
simply shrugs. "I do treasure you. You know this. I don't mean to confine you, but it's best for what's happening. I just want to keep you safe, and once all these _
_land disputes are dealt with, you can roam around while I handle the castle. Have your freedom, I just want you safe." Was that what all this was about? "It's simply poor timing."
was trying to contain his frustration but it's difficult...very difficult at the moment. "I have no words to describe my frustration with you." He growls. "You don't even try to understand!" -
was inwardly shaking with frustration. "I'm...I'm going to my room and I don't want to see you until I've calmed down." He says as he gets up and moves towards the door. -
stops as if he wants to say something more but the frustration gets the better of him and he pulls the door open and closed it behind.
didn't understand what was wrong, and he's alarmed by West's reaction to the whole thing. Only when the door slams, does he glance at the bread and cheese... and the apple juice.
maybe he shouldn't bring them to his room. He collects it for himself, asks a servant to make Ludwig his favourite dish and have it delivered. He has to visit Francis again.
Francis
is
laying on his cot, wondering about what could be happening between the two of them, and praying that Ludwig had remained loyal to him. Of course, he had also double checked the door to see if Gil had
forgotten to lock it back up in the commotion, but no such luck.
ate the last bit of bread as he descended the staircase. This should be interesting. .. "Francis,"
lifts his head enough to see who it was when he hears footsteps, dropping it to the pillow again when he spots the Prussian. "Gilly willy," he answers, in just as serious of a tone.
approaches the cell, watching him carefully. He doesn't say anything for a long moment, just... assessing. Francis was an idiot, and Gilbert wondered
_how much he could make that work in his favour.
waits to see what Gilbert had to say.... curiosity getting the better of him when the other remains silent. That was hardly the reaction he had expected. "Did you come back to finish your
earlier hissy fit, or what?" he asks, looking back over at him.
folds his arms over his chest. "No. I had a very... enlightening conversation with Ludwig about you. Care to say your piece first?"
arches a brow at that response... an enlightening conversation... but it couldn't have been Ludwig revealing their affair, or else Francis was certain he would already have been dead by now. "Oho no," he
answers, sitting up with a grin. "I'd much rather hear what the young master had to say about me."
narrows his eyes. "No. I want to hear your piece. Why the fuck he's so..." so set on defending Francis.
"Enlighten me Francis. Before I sever your head from your body."
"Enlighten me Francis. Before I sever your head from your body."
mimics him mockingly. "So, so...." he laughs, leaning back on his hands. "Use your words, big boy. Did he say something nice about me that your poor monkey brain couldn't handle?" He shakes his head. "You know,
threatening to cut my head off /after/ I tell you isn't very encouraging to listen to your requests."
growls, trying to reign in his temper. "He said he was showing you kindness out of pity, because you'd lost everything. You'd gone from King to filthy prisoner, and he knows I'm going to kill you anyways, _
so he's taking pity on your pathetic self so that you don't die alone and and miserable, with not one person to mourn you."
frowns now, this time being the one assessing Gilbert, trying to see if he was lying or not. He can't tell though, but he tries not to let doubt seed his mind. "Well, if that's the case," he answers, trying
to be nonchalant, "then at least I had fun before I passed. Unlike certain others." A jab at Gilbert's lack of a social life and secret lack of tapping Ludwig's ass, of course. The last bit of Gilbert's comment
hurt though. "...the reason I die with none to mourn me is because you killed those who were close to me," he scowls, actual hurt in his expression this time. Sure he had his friends from other
countries... but as was the way of treaties and wars they probably had been forcefully forgetting him by now.
shrugs. War was war, and it was horrible, but people died all the time. They'd suffered losses as well. "Well at least when you finally die, you'll be among friends." Heartless? A little,
|but Gilbert could not stand for Francis' preoccupation with Ludwig.
furrows his brow, looking over at him. "Did you only come down here to remind me again of what I've lost? Because if so, I think I'll pass," he replies, trying not to think of the friends in the court that
had met a quicker demise than him.
folds his arms over his chest. "I just want you to know that Ludwig's kindness is nothing but pity. So don't get too attached to him."
He knew Ludwig had been the one coming down. That much was clear with the way he defended him.
.is trying his best not to reveal their secret... his plan nowhere near solid enough for it yet... but god, that look on Gilbert's face just instilled such a need to be better than him, and have him know it. "I
know you're lying, but continue to tell yourself that if you need to," he responds flippantly.
smirks at that. "How about you keep telling yourself that I'm lying, even though you know I'm right." he shrugs, heading for the stairs. "Ignorance is bliss, Francis."
rolls his eyes at that. "That boy's a bleeding heart, Gilbert," he replies, watching him leave. "Let him know I miss his cute rear~!"
ignores him entirely. Ludwig is still mad at him, and he needs to fix it.
had remained far away from both men. His new room was the safest place at the moment and he wasn't about to leave it just to get frustrated with two grown men who couldn't act like it.
hesitantly knocks on Ludwig's door, holding a plate of his favourite food. "Ludwig? Still angry?"
hears the knock and then hears Gilbert and he lets out a long exasperated sigh. "I wasn't angry Gilbert. I was frustrated and the frustration remains. Please...go away."
frowns at that. "Sorry, frustrated... are you too frustrated for your favorite food? I came with a peace offering..."
|There is a long pause where it almost sounds as if Ludwig is going to ignore him but then the door unlocks and opens to let Gilbert in. Ludwig was sitting at the small desk near the window. There was a
notebook propped open on it. However, Ludwig still looked a little displeased with his brother. "You can place it over there." He says as he points at a freer table."
carefully walks in, placing the plate on the small table. "I'm sorry I upset you earlier."
glances up with a slight frown. "But do you understand why I was upset?"
pauses. "Because I wasn't listening to you, and your concerns." he's happy that it sounded more like a statement than question.
hums lightly. "Have you listened to me and my concerns then or else I don't know why you bothered coming up here."
sighs softly. "I have. But I reserve the right to disagree with certain things, and fold on others."
crosses his arms again. "I would like you to go away."
gives him a look. "West, you can't expect me to agree with everything."
's lips thin. "And I'm not but you coming back this quickly doesn't give me time to cool down."
sighs softly. "Alright. I have some work to take care of anyways. I'll see you a little later then? Hopefully you'll have cooled off by then."
doesn't say much and lets Gilbert leave. He would do some things and then he would go check on Francis. Now that he knew his brother wouldn't be monitoring him it was a little safer to go visit him.
.is strewn across his bed with his head and hair hanging off the side, bored as can be. Trying to rile up Gilbert earlier hadn't been satisfying enough to null out the gross feelings the conversation had left
him with. He hums when he hears the sound of someone approaching again, half expecting it to be Gilbert, and relieved when he sees it isn't, righting himself gracefully and smiling at the boy. "Good
to see you down here again mon amour, I worried it would be the pest back to bother me."
looks quite demoralised at this point. "My brother...he's really not a pest...I...I don't understand why he's like this with you..."
blinks at that reaction, understanding at once he couldn't insult Gilbert around him. "Ah... well, we go way back. It's a long story that's probably better left in the past, but still manages to drag on," he
admits, smiling sympathetically.
's lips thin. He shouldn't be this upset by everything but he was and eventually he just lets out a sigh. "Did you get your food this morning..."
hums softly, leaning back on his hands. "Oui, in the commotion this morning Gilbert forgot to tell the guards to starve me. However," he grins, pointedly eyeing up Ludwig. "I am missing the taste of
something else." That ought to be a better way to get his mind off things.
flushes lightly. "We...can't. Not when Gilbert is here."
pouts at that reply, standing and making his way over to the bars, slipping his hand through
the bars to caress Ludwig's cheek. "Not even some harmless kisses~?"
averts his gaze as his flush darkens. "If he...if he comes down I don't think I'll be able to stop him again." He says but it wasn't exactly a no.
grins, tugging Ludwig closer. "I'll take my chances," he murmurs, pulling the boy in for a kiss. somehow it sparked a bit of excitement in Francis to kiss like this, with the air of danger about it.
doesn't resist when he's tugged closer, he's more than willing to meet the Frenchman's demands as he pressed as close to the bars as possible
to properly return the kiss. "I...I have the key..." He breathes against Francis lips.
smiles as the other tries to get closer, keeping him close after the kiss has parted. "Then come on in, mon chou~" he murmurs against his lips. "My body aches for your touch~"
nods awkwardly considering the bars before he's reluctantly pulling away and fumbling with the keys. -
takes perhaps a little too long before the door is open and then he's closing it behind him. He moves forward a little hesitantly again before he's pulling Francis towards him and stealing a passionate kiss.
is waiting patiently, the pause at the door giving him a moment to watch Ludwig. He hums as the other's finally in and he's swept into a kiss though, grinning into it and pulling Ludwig
against him so that he's pinned to the bars. He groans softly, kissing him needily, hands starting to wander already.
lets out a small gasp when he's pressed against the cool bars. He doesn't seem to mind too much as he threads his fingers through
Francis' hair so he can better cradle the back of the man's head. Despite including a little bit...he does keep an eye on the staircase just in case.
hums pleasantly at the hands in his hair, his own hands feeling up Ludwig's chest, and starting to pull apart the buttons on his shirt. Francis keeps him pinned, enjoying the power
he had over the boy, nipping at his lips playfully.
groans when Francis nips playfully and then he's pausing in the kissing when he's starting to undress him. "Francis...we shouldn't...we should keep it at kissing..." -
| Although, he could feel himself become aroused from this already.
pouts when the other protests, fingers fiddling playfully with the buttons. "But amour, don't you want more~?" he murmurs, sliding a hand down to cup Ludwig's growing problem.
bites his bottom lip when he can feel Francis hand against him. His cheeks darken a fraction and he looks to the side in embarrassment. "Gilbert...he can walk down whenever and I would rather not get caught..."
, again, hadn't said no. However, he did bring up a good point.
palms him gently, mischeivous grin tugging at his lips as he stays pressed close to him. "You wouldn't have come in here if you thought he could come down at any moment, oui?" he
replies. In his frustration he almost wanted Gil to find them... it'd be worth it to see his stupid slack jawed face.
presses his hips forward, head tilting back against the bars as he lets out a small ragged groan. "I....gott...Francis..." He grits his teeth. "You are a horrible distracting man..."
laughs at that response, stealing another kiss as he pulls open Ludwig's pants to stroke him directly now. "You seem to like it," he teases.
shudders but he does reach down to grab Francis' wrist stopping him. "S-stop...stop Francis...ahh..." He wanted but he knew they couldn't.
.is surprised when his wrist is grabbed, pouting at him playfully again. "You're gonna block yourself like this~?" he asks teasingly, though pulling his wrist away. "You look so delicious, I could get
jealous if you were to leave like this~"
looks as if he's going to throw caution to the wind but he reigns his desires in. He swallows a lump as he tries to to slip
past him. He's trying to tuck himself back in but he was fully erect...and it was difficult. For once he's unaware of the fact that his buttons of his shirt are undone. -
| "I...need to go...we can...gott...we can do this another time."
watches in amusement as the boy tries to tidy himself, proud of his handiwork. He laughs though as he notices the other ignores his shirt, stepping up to pin him back against the bars. "Hold on there, you're
still baring that lovely chest," he hums, fingers working their way up to the buttons, but first placing a kiss against the skin before fastening a button. He does them up slowly like this
before finally reaching the collar... he leans in, leaving a few sensual kisses... and then attaching to a spot just above his collarbone, leaving a mark before fastening the collar of his top with a self
satisfied grin. "Something to remember me by until then~" he winks with a cheeky grin, finally releasing him.
looks almost as if he's ready to just let Francis have his way with him. He's watching the Frenchman kiss up his stomach and...
gott...those lips against his hot skin. his erection straining in his pants. Ludwig tilts his head to the side as he lets out a muffled moan
when Francis sucks on his skin. He knows Francis left a mark and he should be angry but he takes this moment to stumble out. -
looks back one last time before he's escaping to his room.
watches him leave with an overly satisfied grin, laughing once the poor embarrassed boy is out of range. Okay, maybe he was a little more attached than he should be.
does make it to his room and he slams the door closed leaning back against it groaning lightly. If only Gilbert wasn't here....gott...
glances down at his erection and he bites his bottom lip in embarrassment. It would have been better relief with Francis mouth on him...but...the risk wasn't
worth it. He moves to his bed already working the buttons of his shirt free and then working the button if his pants open. -
takes a seat cheeks flushing as he thinks of Francis and takes hold of his erection to begin stroking himself.
has done all he can do in terms of work, has given Ludwig an ample amount of time to not be angry anymore. He goes up again to visit, unable_
| to stand the thought of Ludwig angry with him. Gilbert doesn't knock this time, taking the unlocked door to mean that he was free to come in.
"Ludwig? Are you still-"
he opens the door and pauses when he sees Ludwig, furthermore what exactly it is that he's doing.
he opens the door and pauses when he sees Ludwig, furthermore what exactly it is that he's doing.
had muffled his sounds by biting down on his lip as he tightens his grip and works himself a little faster. However, what he doesn't expect is the creak of the door and then...
Gott...Ludwig lets out s groan before his hand stills and literally every part of him is turning red from embarrassment. He looks up alarmed...and quite unravelled already before reacting. -
| "G-Gilberrt...?!" He breathes out a little to huskily but at least the surprise was evident. He's teaching for a pillow to place over his lap...to hide his
unwanted erection.
pauses in the doorway stunned for a moment. It's the way Ludwig's voice sounds that throws him off but he recovers quickly enough, and tries
_not to think of Francis' earlier taunt. He squeezes his eyes shut, pulling back. "Sorry! I'm sorry. I should have knocked."
, at this point, looks mortified. "You should have...." He gets out as he steadies his voice. The pillow is still pressed over his erection. -
hates that he's practically sitting bear...well chest bear and cock out but under a pillow.
never actually had any sort of... talk with him before. He should have. "Uh... this, this is normal for teenaged boys, you know?
It's all part of your body, and uh... sometimes we see something... exciting, and..." fuck.
groans loudly. "Are you serious...Gilbert...No, we are not having this conversation right now!" He gets out...gott he just wanted his dick to go limp right now.
has his eyes shut! It's not like he's critiquing Ludwig's form, and it's completely natural, so he shouldn't be embarrassed. "Okay! Okay, later. Later then..."
almost wants to throw the fucking pillow on his lap at Gilbert! why was he lingering at the door...this was embarrassing enough as it is...he
didn't need Gilbert to hang out at his door while he suffers on his bed. "Gilbert!" He groans. "Are you leaving or...what...do you want to help...I'm confused to why you're still in my room?!"
flushes. "Sorry! I'm going, I'm leaving." he shuts the door, and pauses on the other end. This all felt... very out of character for Ludwig, but he was a growing boy...
lets out another groan as he falls back onto his bed. He would have to avoid him for the next week...there eas no way he could face Gilbert.
can't find his brother for an entire week. True, he had been busy with other things, but things had gotten out of hand and he needed to talk with him. It does take the full week, and
some co-ercing of staff, but he finally manages to corner West in a corridor. "Ludwig..."
tenses when he hears his brother's voice and almost high tails it except he realises... there's no where to go. His cheeks flare up but he manages to
contain it with a clearing of his voice. "Gilbert..."
watches him, wondering if he's about to bolt.
"I think we should have a talk about some things."
"I think we should have a talk about some things."
looks hesitant but the tone used has him sighing. "I think you're right..." He says as he reluctantly meets his gaze.
sighs softly. "Come on, no one will bother us in the library." private enough for that, but public enough that West wouldn't feel too uncomfortable.
nods as he doesn't really wait for Gilbert to lead and starts in that direction. He does pause to open the door for his brother before he's stepping in. The place is quiet and there is no one there...well at
the moment there is no one there. He makes his way deeper into the library before he stops in front of a book case. It's here that he pretends to look over books so he doesn't have to immediately turn to face
Gilbert. "I'll let you go first..." He says softly.
sighs softly, sinking into one of the chairs. Honestly? He's bone tired. But that's his fault for wanting to be so prominent on the battlefield, and_
_and still take care of his Kingly duties, as much as he's grateful for Ludwig's help. "Let's start small... I'm sorry for bursting into your room last week. _
_but it's a natural part of being a man. No need to be embarrassed. Secondly... I'm sorry for not listening to you that day. I
get caught up in my own head, and I should have really listened to you instead of talking over you."
freezes when Gilbert brings up that episode in his room. He does relax when he skips pass it and moves onto not listening to him. His shoulders slump a little bit and he turns around looking quite sad. "You
know...I missed you Gil....and I hated that we...we've been arguing." His can't help the slight flush...it usually appeared when he was being slightly emotional. "Coming over here has changed you...sometimes I
can't recognize you so easily anymore."
glances up at him at that, and tries for a smile but doesn't quite make it. "I missed you too. A lot. I know I'm..." he didn't feel different, just... tired, and always on edge. "a bit of a
pain these days. This was a great victory for us, and I owe it to you. But everything
comes with a price it seems. I don't want it to be our closeness. If you're ready for more responsibility, I should trust you with it."
looks a little surprised when Gilbert tells him that he should trust him with more responsibility. "I've been ready for a while...Gilbert...you know this." He says softly as he steps a little closer to where he
Ludwig
was
sitting. "I want this...I want you to trust me to be able to do things. I can make you proud....Gott...Gilbert that's all I've wanted was for you to trust me."
thinks he's done something wrong if Ludwig looks that surprised. "I do trust you. I really do. I just can't bear the thought of something happening to you. Maybe if it was,_
_a smaller Kingdom, a weaker army... but we've taken on a lot. This is huge, Ludwig. I know you are valuable to the cause, and capable... but _
_I'm terrified of something happening to you." and his voice drops at that, because he wasn't supposed to be scared of anything.
Ludwig
has
heard this all before. "Things happen whether you think you're protecting me or not...I could be poisoned tomorrow...or not. If father acted the same way you did with me...do you think you'd be as strong as
you are now? As capable. He knew that he couldn't protect you from everything but he knew that he taught and trained you to be able to protect yourself. Know that you did this for me too. I'm not a maiden who
Ludwig
needs
protecting. I know you're terrified but you let men younger than me fight for you...is there anything that I can do that will alleviate this fear?"
sighs. Maybe? "I'll take you with me tomorrow." He would leave his most trusted people to guard the castle, they wouldn't be very long.
"I want to see how you are in a real fight. Maybe then, I'll feel better. I'm sorry, for smothering you like this. You're right, father let me in battle at a young age."
knew he wasn't doing right by Ludwig. "I do trust you. I have this... this worry." which he knew all too well. "I will let you stand on your own. But humour me tomorrow, won't you?"
looks almost excited at the prospect and he wants to show it but he also wants to maintain his adult exterior. "I'll humour you." He says simply.
had to hide the little smile tugging at his mouth. he knew Ludwig far too well. "That's very generous, thank you. Sharpen your sword, do whatever you do to prepare."
,at this point, looks almost ready to jump up triumphantly but manages not too. "Thank you Gilbert! Really....thank you! I'll be very good and I won't let you down."
smiles softly, ruffling his hair. "You never let me down. I'm always proud of you, no matter what. It'll be good for the both of us."
doesn't seem to mind the action too much right now. "In that case I'll go ready myself...what time were you expecting us to leave?" He asks as he does move to fix his ruffled hair.
figures they should get an early start, right? "Eight?" His father liked to leave for everything at dawn. He was not his father.
| It's clear that Ludwig's expression is brighter from just that. "I'll meet you by the gates in that case." He's about to leave but he stops. "Thank you, Gilbert....really." He says with a faint smile.
tugs him into an embrace, because that look on Ludwig was too cute. "I'm sorry for being an ass."
freezes momentarily before he's melting a little into Gilbert's embrace. He wraps his arms back around Gilbert to return the hug. "You were under a lot of stress...I didn't help matters either."
sighs. It's not Ludwig's fault. It's Francis' fault. "It's fine, Ludwig. Really, it's fine. I'm just happy we're not fighting."
pulls back from their embrace but doesn't move to far back. "Me too."
drops a kiss on his forehead. "let's try a little harder to talk things out?"
flushes at the action some confusing emotions resurfacing. "Ja...ah...I'll go get ready..." He says as he slowly eases over to the door.
nods. "See you in the morning, West!"
makes his escape and when he's far enough he beelines down to the dungeons to visit Francis and tell him the news.
.is just lounging around, braiding his hair. He's bored. He perks up at the sound of someone coming to him, blinking in surprise as he sees an unusually excited Ludwig at his door. "My my, something
must have happened," he grins.
tries to contain his happiness as he flushes lightly. "Gilbert is finally letting me join him..." He's a little forgetful about the
fact that this was France they were conquering...it was Francis lands.
blinks at that. It was the thing Ludwig had opened up to him about first.. but oh, so his heart could still hurt. "How exciting!" he congratulates, putting on a smile anyways. "But doesn't that mean you're not
going to be able to come visit me~" he teases.
hadn't thought about that in his excitement. "Ah...Gilbert didn't tell me how long we would be gone for..." He says as he moves to pull out the key to Francis cell so he can unlock it and slip in. He was sure
they were safe for now. "It might not be so long..." This he couldn't be sure unaware of the fact that Gilbert didn't plan more than just a day outing.
grins as Ludwig enters, quickly brushing out the braid from his hair before standing to greet him with a kiss. "I hope not too long, I'll miss you~" he hums with a smile.
kisses Francis back before pulling back. "I'll be back, not too long." He murmurs. "We...we have a bit of time before I have to focus on preparing."
smirks at this. "Oho, the true reason you came to see me comes out," he teases, stepping closer and sliding a hand down to cup him through his pants, lips hovering near his tantalizingly.
gasps lightly when Francis goes for his crotch right away. "I-I wanted to share the good news too..." He breathes against Francis lips. -
leans the small distance and he presses a gentle kiss to his lips. "I want...I want you to take me..."
hums against his lips, stroking him through the fabric. "Mm, anything for-" he pauses mid sentence, the request sinking in past his usual submission act. "You... what..?" he asks, trying to stop the grin
that was forming. "Mmm, ask me that again..." he murmurs, sliding his hands up Ludwig's chest and neck to keep him close.
gasps the more Francis rubs him through his pants. "Ah...shieße..." He swallows a bit when Francis is asking him to repeat his request.
's flush only darkens. "I..want you to take me..."
can't help but grin now at the confirmation. "Anything for you, mon petit caneton~" he agrees, pulling him in for a much more passionate kiss this time, leading him over to the cot. He presses Ludwig down
on it, enjoying the surge of power he felt from being begged to be in charge. He starts pulling open Ludwig's shirt, breaking the kiss in favour of trailing kisses down his neck instead, pausing to renew the
place where he had left a mark before.
melts into the more passionate kiss and he's responding in kind. He moves backwards with Francis guidance and is more than happy to be laid out on Francis' bed. He lets out a groan when soft lips are being
trailed down his neck. To make it easier Ludwig tilts his neck to the side as he parts his thighs so Francis can settle between them. His first time having sex ever he had been on the receiving end and as much
as he loved dominating Francis...he did like submitting at times too. He trusted Francis now...and he wanted to balance their dynamic a bit but he also wanted to feel the man inside of him. When Francis sucks
on his fading hickey Ludwig lets out a low groan. "F-francis...please no marking...ahhh...gott..."
laughs against his skin at the request, kissing the spot to make up for it. "Too late, my apologies," he murmurs. He settles happily between Ludwig's legs, sliding his hands up the mans thighs as he sits back
enough to take in the sight. "You make such a pretty picture from this angle, mon cher," he grins, fingers working to pull open the rest of Ludwig's shirt and then start on his pants. He leans in to
place kisses down his stomach as he tugs the pants down enough to free him, shifting to take him in hand and stroke him gently, kisses reaching the base of his awakening arousal.
Ludwig sighs when Francis tells him it's too late. Well...he would have to wear something to hide it or else Gilbert won't be happy. Ludwig flushes at Francis words and he watches as the
man disrobes him with such stealth. he wasn't at all surprised seeing as they'd slept together quite a few times already. -
bites at his bottom lip as Francis lips trail down his stomach and then he's letting out a shuddered breath when the Frenchman has his cock in hand. -
| That hot breath against his skin...his sensitive skin too..Ludwig squeezes his eyes shut and tries to hold in his sounds. "G-gott...your mouth..." He breathes out.
hums pleasantly against his skin with the sound of Ludwig's voice, continuing to torturously tease him. "Mm yes, what about it?" he murmurs, trailing open mouth kisses up his length before lapping
at the head, looking up to Ludwig with a bit of a happily mischievous smile.
clutches at the sheets as he arches up off the bed. He lets out a shuddered breath as his muscles tense at the pleasure of a hot mouth on his cock. -
pants lightly at the teasing tone. "I...I like it...Gott...I like it..."
chuckles softly at the answer, taking more of him in and teasing him thoroughly until he pulls back with a wet pop. He licks his lips and winks at Ludwig, pulling away enough to retrieve
the hidden bottle of oil he had had the boy sneak down for previous encounters, quickly slicking his fingers with it. "You'll like the rest of me even more," he promises, teasing Ludwig's entrance
gently before slowly pressing a finger inside.
clutches the sheets under him when he feels the first finger press in. It has been a while so he isn't used to it anymore which means he had to remind himself
to relax as Francis stretches him. He lets out a ragged breath as he gets used to the intrusion.
couldn't be sure if the boy had done this before or not, so he was being careful as he slowly thrust his finger inside of him. He hums softly at the discomfort, leaning back down to work his mouth around his
erection in distraction, slowly pressing in a second finger when Ludwig seemed relaxed enough.
let's out a muffled cry of pleasure when Francis' hit mouth fastens around his erection. Then there is a second finger intruding and Ludwig's hips lift up from the bed
almost as if he's trying to get away but not quite. He bites at his lip as he breathes in through his nose.
groans as he has to take in more of Ludwig as he lifts his hips like that, though he rolls with it and starts taking him in deeper. He scissors his fingers slightly, though noticing
the way the boy tensed beneath him gives him pause. Francis pulls up off of him with a wet pop, gently pushing his hips down. "Do you want to stop?" he asks, between kisses down his
length and still slowly thrusting his fingers inside of him. Francis had always been a caring lover, even if in this case it would've been nicer to just enjoy the torment of his captor.
makes a small noise in the back of his throat as answer for the other to go on. It was probably not enough so he supplements it with an actual answer. "N-nein..." He gasps. "K-keep
going... please..." Ludwig manages to get out as he reminds himself to keep his hips down. "It...feels good..."
smiles as Ludwig answers, pressing kisses against him and stretching him more. "Mmm, good..." he murmurs, keeping one hand on his hip to keep him pinned as he scissors his fingers inside
of him and trails open mouthed kisses to his thighs teasingly.
had realised before but was starting to realise even more now how much of a tease Francis could be. He certainly knew how to use his mouth well but....Gott....Ludwig just wanted him to take him already...he
knew he needed to be amply prepared but this was too much. "P-please...Francis....Gott...." He's trying to sit up but the stretching has the occasional jolt of pleasure coursing through him and it has him
shuddering in pleasure. "I-I'm ready for you...ahh..."
really loved teasing- he loved having such complete control over someone in the bedroom like this. And perhaps a cramped jail cell with the threat of someone walking in on them wasn't the best place for slow
lovemaking, Francis couldn't help himself... he hadn't exactly been getting many opportunities like this, and he missed it so. He hums as Ludwig tries to sit up, slipping a third finger into him and thrusting
more rapidly now. "Oh, you are~?" he asks, seeing if he could get the boy to beg.
Ludwig
is
quick to bring a hand to his mouth as he clamps it around to muffle his cry of pleasure at a third finger. He's squeezing his eyes shut again and trembling as the third finger provides enough width that
Francis is hitting his prostate multiple times. Despite the hand being over his mouth Ludwig is producing a lot of muffled noises. It takes him a moment to reign them in before he's lifting his hand. "Ahh...
bitte...Francis....bitte..." He's almost whimpering them and because it 's too difficult to get anything else out he repeats those words almost as if they're a mantra...one to keep him from coming.
grins as he watches Ludwig struggle, thrusting his fingers into him insistently as he listens to the lovely noises and please he's getting with a soft groan. "Okay, okay," he finally murmurs after a moment,
placing a couple kisses against his thighs before slowly tugging his fingers out, leaving Ludwig empty while he instead pours himself a handful of oil and strokes his own cocks with it. Francis moans in
pleasure as he does so, sliding his free hand up Ludwig's chest to pin him back down and lean over him as he pleasure himself for a moment, before finally pressing against Ludwig's hole. With a grin and a low
groan he begins tortuously slowly pressing in to Ludwig's waiting entrance, savouring every moment of it.
looks completely debauched. It would be a miracle if he could handle more of what Francis had in store for him. He watches Francis so keenly as the man strokes himself before he can feel that head of his cock
at his entrance. Ludwig bites the bottom of his lip again as he starts to push in....slowly....much to slowly. Ludwig is clutching the sheets again as he lets out a ragged breath that turns into a hitched
moan. He's spreading his thighs a little wider and rolling his hips so he can push Francis into speeding up.
grins down at Ludwig, admiring how delicious he looked and how lovely his expression was as he presses in. Francis groans as Ludwig rolls his hips up to meet him, quick to pin his hips back down again... but
taking mercy on the boy and thrusting the rest of the way in in one smooth motion. He pulls out of him almost entirely before thrusting in again, setting up a pace with short, sharp
thrusts just far enough apart to prevent Ludwig from getting real satisfaction just yet. He leans down to steal the boys lips in a needy and insistent kiss, moaning against his lips. He felt so good inside.....
makes a small sound of protest when his hips are pinned down. however, that soon changes to a long gasped-moan as Francis thrusts entirely into him. -
The rhythm the man takes has Ludwig groaning and gasping and on occasions clenching around the man. His cheeks have darkened and his hair was matting against
his forehead the longer Francis tortured him with such spaced out thrusts. "Ah....F-francis...please..." He couldn't
even finish that as he arches when he's thrust into again and he had to muffle his loud moan.
.is thoroughly enjoying sweetly torturing Ludwig like this, but the begging and the way Ludwig look absolutely debauched and wanton was causing him to desire more, faster, and he can't resist. He gasps out
little pleased sounds as he finally, finally starts up a speed that's pleasing for both of them, thrusting into the boy at a much more punishing pace, leaning in to leave needy open mouth kisses along his
jaw and murmur encouragements and praise to him.
muffled what would have been a loud moan when Francis does speed up. The small cot is rocking under them...perhaps also a little to loudly
in this basement. At this pace though...Ludwig can't hold out for long because Francis is hitting his prostate over and over again. Ludwig is grasping the metal 'headboard'. -
bites at his bottom lip as he tries to hold out but it doesn't last and he's clenching hard around Francis as he comes hard on himself. His body goes rigid, arching before he's finally coming down-
from such a high...exhausted and completely undone. He's panting on the bed...completely undone.
groans in pleasure against Ludwig's skin as he thrusts into him faster, feeling the way he was getting closer and closer. He doesn't pay any mind to the noisy bed, focused instead on the gorgeous german
beneath him. Francis calls out in pleasure when Ludwig comes, following suit not long after with a low moan. He drinks in the sight beneath him for a moment, enjoying how thoroughly
debauched the young man looked, before stealing him up into another passionate kiss.
buries his hand in Francis' hair as he kisses him back. He was still a little out of breath but kissing was good...-
pulls back from the kiss to meet Francis' gaze. "Gott...that was good..." He breathes out cheeks flushed.
hums softly as he kisses him, grinning as he pulls back at last. "I certainly enjoyed seeing you like that," he murmurs, tracing a hand idly down Ludwig's chest, basking in the moment
before finally pulling out and sitting back, sliding his hands along the boy's thighs.
's flush darkens at the comment. He makes a face when Francis pulls out...especially when he can feel the man's cum start to leak out of him. -
knew he would have to go clean up...it wouldn't due to go on the rest of the say this dirty...but at the same time Ludwig kind of wanted to stick around despite knowing he can't. -
shudders lightly at the way Francis caresses his thighs and he's watching the man closely. "I...would be fine...if this happened again..." He didn't always have to be in top.
arches a brow slightly at the admittance, smiling at him. "Mm, I would be happy to accomodate that request," he says back, slightly teasing as he leans in to steal a more chaste kiss this time.
leans up to keep kissing him before he's letting himself collapse onto the bed to properly recover. "I hope you don't mind...I just need a moment.."
laughs softly as he falls back down. "Of course, of course," he hums happily. He instead busies himself with gently massaging Ludwig's legs and thighs, just to help him calm.
's running his hand through his hair as he watches Francis carefully. "W-why are you so kind to me Francis....after what I've done to you...this doesn't make sense to me." He's propping himself back up on his
elbows so he can properly regard the man. "No attempt on my life...nothing....are you really that forgiving?" He knew he had apologized before...but he didn't think it was enough...not for what he had ordered
Francis' own men to do.
can feel Ludwig's eyes on him and so he doesn't look up.. though he pauses at the questions. He knew it was going to come up some time, and really he was lucky enough it had gone unquestioned as l
long* as it has, but it was still not a conversation he really wanted to have. "I... ah," he falters, though quick to wear an apologetic smile. "Forgiveness has little to do with it," he decides to admit.
"I... I've grown very fond of you, despite the things that happened til when we met," he starts, sitting back a bit more and looking a bit shy. It was astounding to him that the lies he had told himself at the
beginning had become true, and he hated himself for it but he couldn't stop it now. It wasn't love, by any far cry, but he would certainly be upset to have to kill the boy to move on. "It help that you still
treat me like a person," he laughs a little with a shrug, trying to lighten the mood.. though it's not really a funny joke at all.
didn't find that funny at all. He remembers how his brother treats Francis and he does not approve of it at all. "I'm sorry Francis...I know I've said this before...I...I know there aren't enough words to
express how sorry I am....how much I wish I could take that back..." This was probably a very awkward conversation to have naked in a cell together. Ludwig was still covered in his own cum...
decides he's done with the conversation even before Ludwig finishes his apology... each time the german apologized it was just awkward and did nothing to lessen the hurt Francis was
trying to ignore. He presses two fingers against Ludwig's mouth to still him, shaking his head with a friendly smile. "That's enough," he replies, leaning in to kiss him and hopefully
steal his words away, before pulling back to stand up and start tidying them both. "You had probably best be getting cleaned up before anyone comes looking for you, oui?" he teases, trying to leave the
topic behind.
, for a moment, looked almost like a kicked puppy when he was stopped. However, when Francis is kissing him again he's momentarily forgetting their conversation as he kisses back. The man does have a point...
should head back out. He didn't want Gilbert coming down and finding him like this with Francis. He nods lightly as he gets up from the man's bed to gather his clothes and put them on. "I think you're right." -
Ludwig
says
simply before he's pausing at the cell door. "I'll see you when I see you...in that case." He says quietly before he's exiting and then disappearing back upstairs to properly clean up.
helps Ludwig get his clothes back on, not surprised by the quick exits the man made any more. He waits until he can hear the other gone for sure, before letting out an exasperated
sigh, dropping himself back onto the bed. He needed things to change soon if he were to keep this up.