A/N: This was an RP on Omegle, so I apologize if the format seems a little off. This will be a multi chapter fic, and this chapter jumps straight into smut, so be warned. However, the rest won't be solely smut, there will be fluff and angst. There will be ratings for each chapter as I see fit.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, nor any of the characters in it

Warnings: Graphic sexual material, language

Chapter 1

Germany, or Ludwig as he preferred, stood outside of a house in Italy. Not the house of the Italian you would think it would be though. He was outside of the house of a one Lovino Vargas. South Italy. The foul-mouthed, rude, hated-his-guts, beautiful man that he had no shot with. But, he figured what could be hurt more than his pride if he was rejected? Well, his heart, but that was beside the point. He steeled himself and knocked on the door.

Lovino, who was inside, sighed, and sat up from his couch and went to the door. Once opened, he stared, not really expecting the German man there. "What do you want?"

Ludwig was at a loss for words for a few moments, and then cleared his throat, "I wished to speak with you, Lovino. May I come in?" Sweat beaded down his temple and the side of his neck, unused to the burning, Southern Italy heat. He watched him expectantly. Lovi shrugged and stared for a moment before opening the door. It wasn't as warm, but still rather warm for a house, 80 degrees. Ludwig was happy to be in the somewhat cooler house. He peeled his jacked off, setting it on a coat rack, "How are you?" He mentally cringed. Was that the best he could come up with? He had to bite his tongue to fight off German swears on the tip of his tongue.

"Is that what you came here to ask?" Lovino scowled, resuming his place on the couch. The blonde was acting weird, not his usual stern and perfect self he saw at meetings. Ludwig knew he'd go straight to that. Thankfully, Ludwig himself was a straight forward kind of man.

"No. It was not, but I am concerned for how you are." He ran a hand through his slightly damp hair, destroying the perfect slicked back style. He looked down at the smaller, Italian man.

"Since when the fuck have you been concerned for me?" the brunette asked, looking over the couch to him. "And sit down, you're too damn tall." Ludwig frowned but sat down next to him.

"I have always been concerned for you. Since we met for the first time." He remembered the incident well and frowned at how bad it was. It was also how the fiery man caught his attention and captivated him. He studied him closely and smiled softly.

Lovino sighed and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, sorry about that..." he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.

The blonde shook his head.

"It is fine. I...I did come here for a special reason." He cleared his throat again, a nervous feeling seizing him. Why was this so hard? He looked at the Italian and knew why. Because he loved him. Lovino looked at him, staring at his face as he tried to find the words. He was just so damn handsome when he blushed...

Ludwig took a deep breath and tried to ignore his burning face. "Lovino, I...I.." He cursed himself for being unable to say the little words. He looked at Lovino closely and decided something. Actions speak louder than words. With that thought in mind, he reached out and grabbed his chin, pressing their lips together.

It took him a moment to process what was going on, his instinct to thrash and hit, but this was Ludwig, the man he had a crush on since he first met him, and hitting was a bad idea. He settled for a happy sigh and a slight smile, before kissing back. Ludwig blinked at the distinct absence of screaming and pain and yelling. He grinned and kissed him a bit harder, passion leaking into the kiss. He slid a hand to rest on his hip, thumb tracing circles on the bone. He swiped his tongue over his bottom lip, asking for permission. Slowly, the Italian opened his mouth, peeking his tongue out to lick at Ludwig's. He let out a quiet moan at the contact, coming from his new love it was totally different and welcome. He raised his arm and rested them on Ludwig's shoulders, hands playing at the base of his neck.

Ludwig slipped his tongue into his mouth fully, teasing his tongue with his own. He felt a moan bubble in the back of his throat. He pulled him closer, shifting their position so their chests pressed together. He teased a hand up and down his spine. He pulled his mouth away and laid soft kisses down his jawline. The hand on Romano's spine caused him to shiver, arching himself closer to the German and making him moan directly in his ear. "Ludwig...~"

He shuddered at his name being called in such a way, by the one he craved for to say such things. He moved his kisses to his neck, biting softly into the olive toned flesh, leaving vivid little marks, "Mine..." He growled lowly, possessively. He splayed his hand on his lower back, keeping him close to him. The possessive tone sparked something in the brunette, and heat coiled as quickly as ever in his stomach. Something compelled him to answer, "Yours...only yours..." into Ludwig's ear, and he didn't regret it.

The blonde smirked into his neck, tracing his tongue along the smooth skin, "Hmm, Ja..." He pushed him flat on his back onto the couch, and moved to lay atop him. He moved to his ear, whispering and nipping on the lobe, "Ich liebe dich, Lovino..." He breathed and then started to unbutton his shirt, but quickly got irritated, and tore the shirt open, popping all the buttons.

Lovino shivered and complied, laying back and resting his head on the arm of the couch, gazing lustily up at the blonde. "Ti amo troppo, Ludwig..." he whispered back, ignoring the ripped shirt.

His chest filled with warmth and he kissed at his exposed chest, flicking his tongue over a nipple, smirking. He looked up at the bobbing curl, "I've always wondered what that did..." He pondered huskily, accent thick. He reached for it and tugged at it softly.

The German accent made him blush, and the movement of his curl ripped a gasp from his throat, eyes fluttering closed. Ludwig cocked a brow and then grinned, "I see, meine Liebe..." He tugged at it harder, wrapping it around his index finger. He shifted his body and then ran a hand along the length of Lovino's body, pressing and teasing him.

Lovino blushed and yelled out, arching his back and the tent in his pants getting bigger. He gasped for air before kissing him, hands grasping at the back of Ludwig shirt. The blonde grinned and tangled their tongues together, and slipped his hand to the growing tent, stroking him softly through his pants, "I'm going to make you scream my name..." He growled as he pulled his mouth away, and nipped and sucked at his neck. The combination of his dirty talk and the growling had a definite effect on his body, Romano noticed. His body shivered and got hotter, his whole body blushed, and his cock twitched impatiently in his pants.

"S-si, Ludwig...per favore..." he moaned needily. Said man smirked and started to unbutton and unzip his pants. He noticed his lover wasn't wearing any underwear. He chuckled darkly, "How naughty, Lovino..." He kissed him deeply again and then pulled away and slid his pants off. He looked at his lover, panting, red-faced, shivering, and waiting for him. Fully naked. He shucked off his own shirt, "You're so beautiful, Lovino..." He whispered in awe.

Lovino blushed and crossed his legs nervously, staring up at the man's more-than-toned chest. "Y-you're not so bad yourself..." he whispered, fingers trailing over Ludwig's abs and happy trail.

: Ludwig shivered a bit as he ran is fingers down, leaving a trail of fire, "Mmhm, I love you so much.." He leaned down and kissed him softly. He grabbed his thighs, parting them. He stroked his aching cock a few times, just to tease him and excite him, and pressed three fingers to his mouth. "Suck."

"There's something else I'd like to suck..." he whispered, eyes locked on Ludwig's before taking a few licks at the fingers. Ludwig could feel his pants tighten at the words that fell from his lover's sweet, kiss swollen lips.

He chuckled, "Another time, perhaps. For now, " he tried to coax him into wetting the fingers, "I'm going to make you scream and cry with pleasure. Until you can't think anymore." He said low and slow, eyes serious and lust-filled. Lovino blushed and moaned at his words, taking the fingers into his mouth eagerly. Slowly he ran his tongue along them, gathering as much saliva as he could and covering every crevice.

Ludwig moaned at the sensation, almost wishing his mouth was somewhere else. He pulled the dripping fingers from his mouth and moved them downward, to Lovino's entrance. He looked at him, "Have you ever done this?" He asked, needing to know how gentle to be at first, before he made him scream. Lovino shook his head and he nodded and pressed one finger to his entrance, "This may hurt, or uncomfortable at the very least. I'm sorry. Try and relax." He slid the single, slick finger into and waited for him to adjust before moving.

He nodded and knew to relax his muscles, hissing quietly before nodding. He smiled softly and kissed him deeply and moved his finger in and out of him at a slow, gentle, but steady pace, "Any pain?" He asked and tugged at his curl with his free hand.

"A-ah! Mnnn...n-no..." Lovino gasped, rocking his hips. The other smirked and slipped in a second finger, scissoring him. He pulled the curl again and then left it alone for later. He moved his hand a bit faster and harder, trying to loosen and please him. Lovino groaned quietly, hissing as he was stretched further. After a few moments, however, he was moaning in pleasure, hand sneaking down to pump his cock.

Ludwig grabbed his hand, however, eyes burning, "Did I say you could touch yourself?" He growled and then kissed the palm of his hand, "Don't make me tie you up." He grinned, "I'd very much enjoy that, Lovino." He curled his fingers and moved harder. Romano whined and bucked his hips, sorely tempted to take him up on the offer. "Why don't you do it then...?" he teased. Ludwig growled, eyes bright with desire.

"Don't tempt me. I can see some very nice scarves from here." He smirked and slipped in the third finger, stretching him. He stopped pumping, knowing this one would hurt more than the first two. After this, when he was used to it, he could finally, finally do what he'd wanted to for years. He pumped his fingers a few times, hard and then pulled away. He smirked and started to undo his own pants, fumbling with them. "Are you ready for this?" He asked huskily, nudging his lover's legs apart.

"Always ready for you..." He smirked and released his wrists and grasped his thighs, and settled their hips together. He pressed the tip of his cock to his entrance.

"Good, and I won't take long to have you begging." He said gruffly, accent almost too thick to understand, but still audible. He pushed himself completely in with one hard thrust. He moaned at the velvety heat and waited for him to adjust, barely hearing Lovino's cry of pain. He was BIG. He moaned deeply and kissed him roughly, claiming his lips in a bruising kiss. He rolled his hips experimentally, seeing if he was ready to go yet. He groaned, "Lovino..." He moaned and reached out and tugged the curl softly. "J-just tell me when you're ready..." Lovino nodded and moaned quietly, muscles relaxing and fluttering around Ludwig as his curl was pulled. After a few minutes he nodded shakily, kissing him.

Ludwig moaned and closed his eyes. He opened them as he was kissed and nodded. He gripped his hips and started to move, slowly, very slowly. He was careful not to hurt his smaller lover. The tight heat drove him crazy. He swallowed thickly and moaned again, wrapping Lovino's legs around his waist. "I'm not a glass doll, idiot..." the smaller of the couple muttered endearingly, pushing him deeper with his legs. He grabbed Ludwig face and pulled him down, kissing him hotly. "You told me you'd make me beg, and I'm waiting~"

He moaned and looked at him and smirked, "As you wish, Lovino..." He pulled back, almost out of him, and then rocketed back into him. He did a few thrusts like that and moaned. He thrust in even, hard, quick thrusts and pulled his curl in sync. Ludwig himself was moaning and groaning at the tight heat and suffocating friction of his lover and his body.

The sensation of being entered as hard as he was, coupled with his curl took him to new heights, and he dug his nails into Ludwig's bare back, leaving red streaks. "Ahh! L-Ludwwwiiig!" he nearly screamed. His lover groaned at his almost-scream. He hissed and moaned at the scratching of his back, and thrust harder, looking for something. Something that would break him and make him beg for more. He reached down and teased Lovino's cock, but never more than a brush or a tease of his thumb across the head. He whimpered at the contact, back scratching against the couch.

"P-per favore...Ludwig..." Said man smirked and laughed, "Ah, but then you'd cum to quickly. And we don't want that, now do we?" He asked and grabbed his hips and angled them up, giving him deeper access. Romano yelled out, head thrown back and voice hitching with each thrust. "D-dio mio...parlare sporco...per favore..."

He smirked, "Dirty talk? I can do that." He thrust harder and threw on of his legs of his shoulder, "Do you like that, Lovino? My cock inside of you. Does it feel good?" He growled and thickened his accent on purpose. He groaned and nodded, mouth open and moaning. He reached a hand down and stroked his cock. Oh God, he was so close...

Ludwig growled and snatched up the hand, "You don't learn, do you?" He nipped into his neck and moaned. Their sweat-slicked bodies moved together easily and he relished in the delicious friction between them. "B-bitte..." Lovi begged, turning to German. "I-ich..." Ludwig looked at him in shock, hearing his language fall from the lips of his lover sent his hazed mind into a frenzy. He moaned and moved harder and quicker, at a brutal pace. He slipped one of his hands to teasingly pump Lovino, not enough to bring him to his climax, though.

"Ich brauche dich!" he said loudly, arching his hips into the pounding. "Ludwig!" He moaned, he himself feeling very close. He ceased his teasing and pumped his dripping cock in earnest now. He panted and breathed heavily in his ear, "Ja...Ich liebe dich." He gasped and moaned again, "Lovino!"

The smaller one arched his back one last time, dragging his nails down his back and leaving bloody red streaks. He came with a scream of Ludwig's name, hips bucking erratically into the blonde's hand. Ludwig, in turn, moaned loudly at the sudden tightening around him. He gave a few last hard thrusts, body tingling from Lovino's screams, and then spilled himself deep withing his small lover. He let go of him, dropping his leg off his shoulder and pressed their foreheads together, humming and kissing him softly.

"Lovino. I love you." He smiled a bit and pulled out of him, thanking god Lovino had a large couch. He rolled off of him and laid next to him and then pulled him into his arms. "I love you too, Ludwig..." he muttered, cuddling into his arms, not minding the fact that he was getting come on his couch. He could clean it later. Ludwig kissed his hair, and the buried his nose into the intoxicating smelling locks. He held him around the waist, stoking his back absentmindedly. Lovino hummed happily, arms returning around Ludwig's neck and legs intertwining. He practically purred at the large hand on his back.

"Does this mean we're lovers?" The blonde smiled and laughed lightly, "I certainly hope so, liebling ." He reached up and cupped his face and kissed him again, never seeming to be able to get enough of the addicting Italian.