Part II You should wake up

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////// WARNING WARNING IMPLIED LEMON AT PLAY ( You will know when it happens.)////////////


"Ah." Germany woke up with a start. He frantically looked around to see where he was. He was in his bed with an asleep Italy next to him. He was breathing very hard at the weird dream he had. He started to remember it, he was in a forest and it was like he could almost hear gunshots in the distance and explosions going off. It reminded him of world war II. But why? And why was his bruder Prussia using his real name Gilbert, and acting so worried and weird? Germany's thoughts broken into by a sleepy voice saying his name.

"Germany?" The owner of the voice was looking up at Germany worried."Are you okay?"

"I...I don't know Italy." He looked away from the Italian thinking more. Is he really here? I'm I even here? Mein gott (My god) is this all a lie? All the country's, My bruder, me and Italy? Is this even real?

"Um, Luddy do you need help? I'm-a here for you." Italy was worried and his eyes were open looking at his love.

"Ja Feli I know, I'm going to go see my bruder today." Germany said knowing what he was going to do.

"Okay Luddy." And he gave Germany a kiss on the cheek and got out of bed." I don't think you are fully awake yet Ludwig, you should wake up." And with that he left the room leaving Germany confused as ever. Waiting a little bit Germany just sat there on his bed that he now shared with Italy.'Why would Italy say that? I'm aw-.' Germany new why, or he had a hunch to why. And then he smelled wurst and new that Feli had made breakfast. So he slowly walked down stairs still wondering about everything.

"Good morning Luddy, I made wurst for breakfast." Italy said with a wide smile.

"Guten morgen, Feli." Germany said with a small smile. " Danke, For the wurt." Germany sat down at the table watching his love cook. He was beautiful. To his light brown hair to his honey colored gorgeous eyes that he barely ever opened to his perfect ass. Yes his perfect ass, Ludwig thought.

"Um, Ludwig? Why are you staring at me?" Italy said with a little giggle. That laugh made Ludwig forget all his troubles.

"I just don't want this to be a dream Feli. I don't want you, us to be a dream. Ich liebe dich Feli. And I could not live on without you."

Italy smiled but it looked sad."Ti amo Ludwig." He then gave his love a plate of wurst and a kiss on the lips, but before he could sit down with his own breakfast Germany grabbed his wrists and kissed him passionately. Italy leaned into the kiss and put his plate down on the table and sat on Germany's lap still holding onto the kiss. Germany put his arms around his lover's waist while Feli put his own arms around Germany's neck and his legs around as much of Germany's waist as he could since he was sitting in a chair. The kiss was passionate and showed their love for one another and how much they need each other. No tongue was involved, well not yet. It was just a sweet kiss. They were both enjoying it, very much.

Nether of them wanted to let go but they were both running out of air. Italy finally pulled away gasping for the missing subsidence in his lungs.

"Grazie Luddy." Italy said with his lips lightly brushing Ludwig.

"Oh the pleasure's all mine Feli." Germany said with a smirk. Now he had 2 things on his agenda today, 1)Go see bruder about his bream and 2) eat some Italian wurst and not the ones he was given for breakfast. (////// Germany and his dirty mind him//////). Germany was smirking at the thought. There was going to be a tongue and so much more.

"Germany what are you thinking about?" Italy said in a very seductive voice with his mouth brushing over his love's lips.

"How much I want you."Germany said smirking.

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