EXPECTATIONS

Chapter 3

GERITA (~little bit sour~) Anna932

The door closed heavily behind Germany, Feliciano was already waltzing into the kitchen, the familiar smile plastered on his face. "Luddy! That date was amazing! We went to the park, and the restaurant, and then we went back to the-" "Ja, I know, I was just zere..." The taller nation said, slumping onto his favorite chair. He was tired, having been dragged around by an eccentric Italy the whole night, but Italy was Italy so he didn't mind as much.
The smaller nation on the other hand, wasn't finished with their date quite yet, and a mischievous smile replaced his usual one.
Feli slowly walked over to behind where Germany was sitting, careful not to step on any dog toy that made noise.
Ludwig was currently running his forehead, out of tiredness or relief Italy didn't know, and didn't care as he began to slip off his blue trousers and coat.

Taking his usual spot on the armchair he started to unbutton his shirt, to his delight he noticed that Germany's eyes were closed, so he slit down further into the blond mans lap.

It wasn't uncommon for The nation to sit in Ludwig's lap, however the tugging of his shirt and kisses to his neck startled him. He tried to open his eyes, but was cut short when his lips were suddenly enveloped by his lovers, small hands running up and down his muscular chest, Ludwig slowly began to unbutton the rest of Italy's shirt, now beginning to get into the activity himself managed to take off his own.

Italy groaned in annoyance as Germany pulled away from the kiss, but only to be replaced by softer moans as Ludwig began kissing the brown haired man's neck lightly. Pulling off the rest of his shirt on the process. More daring, Feli began wander further down Ludwig's chest, Germany's breath hitched as Feli passed over the middle of his trousers. He was already painfully pinned inside the material, Feliciano's delicate hands unzipped his pants, and began to softly play with the other nation.
Ludwig's breath hitched as Feli began kissing his chest, making his way down to where his hands were.

BRING-RING-RING-RING-

Both nations were startled at the sudden phone call echoed through the room. "I'll get it!" Feli said, getting off the larger nation.

RING-RING-RI-click-

With a slight feeling of disappointment Ludwig watched the brown haired nation answer the phone.

"Ve~ who is this?" The voice on the other end was unheard by Germany, but he could see the smaller nations annoyance with the caller. "Ve~ I'm sure we can work something out later, but not right now,ve? Bye-bye!"
Click
"What was zat about?" Germany asked, slightly inquisitive about the short phone call. "Oh, Nothing, they just called to sell us some stuff, Ve~" a devilish smirk found its way across the man's face, sitting back down in the blond mans lap. "Why don't we continue where we left off~"

XXXtime skipXXX

"Ve, That was amazing!" Feli spoke, breathing heavily from recent activities. "Ja...." Ludwig said heavily, spreading his arms out on the bed. Somehow in their adventures the two of them had managed to travel to the bed, thankfully, cleaning up the chair would have been a hassle. Rolling over Germany rubbed Italy's side, but not for long, the younger nation had decided to get out of bed. "Ve, Ludwig? I'm going to get some water, would you like one?" "Ja, danke Feli..." The blond man said, closing his eyes and rolling back to 'his side' of the bed. He briefly opened them again briefly to see that it was completely dark outside, chuckling softly he didn't dare guess the time.

Suddenly an object blocked his view of the town. Looking up it was Feliciano.
"Here you go!" He said before handing ludwig a glass. The poor German didn't even realize Feli had gotten back with the water, "Ah, danke." "No problema! Ve~" As Italy walked around the bed he took a couple sips before setting the glass on the nightstand. Strangely he heard heard something like someone shuffling through clothes. "Hey, Feli? Vhat are you doing?" "Ve~ I'm just putting on some a pajamas." "Oh..." The nation was honestly to tired to care, and fell asleep letting Italy do as he pleased.

America and England

"Do you know what time it is? It's past midnight?! We're going to be late!" The British man said, trying to rush Alfred who was currently packing the last of his things. "We'll be fine, I just can't believe your boss called you back today, and didn't give you any notice." The man grumbled. "Well it's not like I had a say in this bloody planning!" Arthur huffed and sat down on the bed. Glancing out the window he saw two yellow headlights. "Bollocks, the cabbe's already here." He sneered, regretting their luck. "Hey, could you go out and tell him to wait a minute!" The American sighed. "Fine." Arthur grudgingly got off of the bed.

Opening the door he realized just how dark it was outside, the only thing illuminating the lawn was the puny little street lamp outside. Even though the summer night was warm, he pulled his coat a little closer to his body before knocking on the window.

The cabbie rolled down the window and Arthur began to speak, "I'm terribly sorry, we aren't quite ready yet, mind waiting a few more minutes?" He said, putting on the most apologetic smile he could manage. "Yeah, whatever." The cabbie shrugged before turning back to the road.

"Thanks." The Brit replied, annoyed by the rudeness of the man. Turning on his heels he went back inside. America was on the phone, rubbing his forehead in annoyance.

"Yeah....ill be there...." The taller man sighed, unaware of the older nations presence. "Damnit!" Alfred cursed, throwing the phone on the bed.

"What was that all about?" Arthur asked inquisitively. "My Damn boss said I had to stay here, it's like there working together to keep us apart." Arthur walked over to the stressed man, placing a hand in his arm. "It's alright, I can just go and come back in a few days. It's not too dangerous." Alfred looked lovingly at the small man, pulling him closer to his chest. "I guess your right Artie, I just wanted to be with you two~" he said smiling, causing the older man to blush a bit. "W-would you look at the time, I'm going to be late!" He stammered. Glancing up at the taller nation Arthur could see the regret in Alfred's eyes, and with a sigh released the embrace. "I'll help you carry the bags to the car."