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“Mein Gott,” Ludwig sighs, picking up a pillow and hugging it to his chest. “I swear, Feliciano, you are the filthiest man alive."
“But you love me anyway,” Feliciano beams at him.
“I do, Liebling,” Ludwig plants a kiss on Feliciano’s forehead. “I really do.” -
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Whenever Germany finds himself below Italy, he can't help but feel just the slightest hint of intimidation.
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It's like Italy has superpowers when it comes to pleasing Germany. He knows the right touches, the right words to whisper, all the ways to make his husband a needy wreck.
Bookmarked by starkasa88
08 Apr 2026
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Top is Italy so peak omg
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Something that I threw up (this fanfic is a mess)
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I haven't given up on this, the updates are slow cuz I am busy. Exams🥀
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Ludwig knows that he and Feliciano are just actors starring in a dirty film. He knows it wouldn't be wise to fall. But Ludwig's never met anyone like the little Italian before, and he just can't help himself.