Ludwig pressed his body down on Feliciano's, hands running up his arms that lay over his head, and mouths pressed hungrily together. Feliciano's legs were spread wide, his thighs on top of Ludwig's. Ludwig pressed the tip of his erection against Feliciano's asshole. As he pushed in, Feliciano groaned in pleasure, now accustomed to the feeling of making love with Ludwig.

It had been nearly seven months since they had run away to a small countryside in France. It was the place where Francis had grown up, the place where his father's had lived before. He usually used it as his summer home, with the same staff that had helped his father's live in secrecy. And now it helped Feliciano and Ludwig do the same.

Feliciano moved his arms to drag his nails down Ludwig's broad shoulders, leaving red marks behind as the thrusting increased in intensity and speed. Small murmurs of German spilled in whispers from Ludwig's lips as they held their gazes on one another. Feliciano's eyes were half lidded, small tears pooling in his eyes and occasionally shedding down his reddened face.

"Ludwig." He moaned in a hushed tone.

"Liebling." He responded before he brought their lips together in a sloppy kiss. Ludwig brought one hand down to grip at Feliciano's straining erection, the other he used to brace himself above the smaller man.

Feliciano's toes curled as he felt hot heat tingle beneath his skin and shoot down his nerves as his prostate was hit viciously. That same heat pooled and gathered in his head, groin and feet until he felt it draw up in his balls and snap.

"Ah~oh…" He moaned as he came across their chests and stomachs. Ludwig continued to pound into Feliciano's ass until he too felt the familiar sensation and his orgasm snapped in him. He spilled himself into Feliciano. They both winced as he pulled over to lay next to Feliciano.

"Luddy?" Feliciano asked as Ludwig was busy cuddling next to him.

"I'm thirsty." He giggled.

"Anything for you, Liebling." He offered with a kiss to Feliciano's forehead. Ludwig, though he was reluctant, sat up from their shared bed, moving to the table where they kept water in a pitcher, glasses, and a basin for washing. He brought the glass over to Feliciano, watching as he carefully brought the glass to his lips. Ludwig brushed a few strands of fallen hair away from his face, bringing his lips to Feliciano's forehead. He smiled in response.

"'M tired." He cooed. Ludwig chuckled.

"We should probably go back to bed." Feliciano nodded, eyes already falling shut as Ludwig took the glass from his hands. Once he was done, he grabbed a wash clothe, wetting it and walking back to the bed. "Let me clean you a bit first."

"Ludwig?" Feliciano asked as Ludwig dragged the damp fabric against his bottom.

"Hmmm?"

"I love you." Ludwig smiled, finally tossing the fabric aside and crawling back into bed to cuddle against him.

"I love you too."

"So you don't regret leaving?" Feliciano asked. Ludwig's only response was giving him a quick squeeze.

"I'd rather be here, where I'm happy, Feli. I do miss my family, and not living in secrecy, but those are small things if it means that I get to be with you." He answered truthfully. Tears prickled at Feliciano's eyes, but he refused to let them spill, not tonight.

"I feel the same way, Luddy." He turned his head so that they could bring their lips together once again.

"Good night, Feliciano." Feliciano smiled, both more happy than they could believe was possible.

"Good night, Ludwig."

So... it's finally here. I'm so sorry this took so long, but I honestly hated finishing this story. I just knew in the bottom of my heart that this wasn't up to my own standards. I just thought it was bad. Regardless, I knew that there were people who enjoyed this and continued to push on. And, so, here is where we end the story. You all deserve that much. I at least hope you all enjoyed it! And, again, sorry for the very long wait!