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Omegaverse RP

Gilbert took his horse back behind an inn. It was hard to keep track of the soldiers in the city. As the dirt and scum covered up his own scent, it did the same for the soldiers, and he had to really concentrate to keep track of them. He was lucky he at least knew that one man’s scent. What was his name? Ludwig.

Sighing (and wincing again at the acrid smell), he dismounted and left his horse in the tiny, shoddy stable back there, almost feeling guilty to do such a thing. He drew the hood of his cloak a bit tighter around his face and wrapped some of the fabric around his mouth and nose, trying to block out some of the scent. But this way it was even harder if not near impossible to locate the soldiers.

He made his way out into the street, zoning in specifically on the scent of Ludwig. He followed it up to another in, considerably nicer than the one he had chosen, though he felt no jealousy. He was intending to get out as soon as possible.

Right now, all he needed was to keep tabs on the soldiers. He couldn’t run into them for any reason, whatsoever. He would begin the job immediately to lower the risk of this.

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IT’S. TOO. MUCH.

I WAS WAITING TO EXPAND RPING AFTER THIS BLOG WAS SITUATED, BUT AS I’VE SAID ABOVE IT’S TOO MUCH!!! SO I WANT LOTS OF PEOPLE TO FOLLOW ME ON THE NEW BLOG SO I CAN MORE COMFORTABLY INTERACT WITH EVERYONE!!!

THIS BLOG WILL BE  D E L E T E D. AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.

Smiling softly, Gilbert kissed him again before muttering, “Please, I’m too tired to seduce you with smooth words and moves. My inherent personal charm should be plenty.” He gave Ludwig anotherr light kiss before raising his eyebrows at him. “So that’s a yes? Right?”

“Do you ever think i could say no to you?” He asked quietly, hands running lightly over Gilbert’s smooth skin, his eyes closing momentarily before half opening them to stare up at Gilbert. “I swear you abuse that privilege to get what you want.” 

He laughed quietly. “I do for some things.” He admitted freely. “But I can’t get enough of you.” 

Gilbert kissed him once more, a longer kiss than the others before meeting Ludwig’s eyes with positive adoration. “I wanna make you feel good.” He murmured against his lips, before gently grinding his hips against Ludwig’s with a small, but growing smirk.

His stomach practically flew into his throat as he freefell for a moment or two, and his only thought was that he couldn’t catch himself. But suddenly, he was in the grip of strong arms, breaking his fall. He flailed a bit, thrown totally off balance and instinctively flung an arm around Ludwig to keep himself from falling over completely. He winced and gasped sharply at the sudden movement, though.

He could feel the warm, damp fluid on his side as the blood sluggishly made its way through the strained stitches.

After a pause, he wiggled away from Ludwig, his hand immediately on his side again. It was stupid, because he couldn’t just hold the stitches together like that. But he hoped the bleeding would stop again.

“Thanks.” He practically hissed. “Let’s hurry and go.”

“I have to stitch you back up.” Ludwig whispered urgently as he let Gilbert go, his eyes immediately going to the angry red wound at the man’s side where pale hands tried to conceal it. “If I don’t they’ll smell your blood or you’ll bleed out. Just… Hold still for a moment.” 

No time to argue with the other man he slipped his bag from his shoulders and rummaged through it again, fumbling the first aid kid from between shaking hands as he rushed to work as fast as he possibly could, adrenaline pumping through his entire body.

Snatching the remaining roll of bandage and a thick square of cloth he hastily shoved the kit back into his bag and dropped to his knees before Gilbert. Swatting his hands away from the wound he pressed as gently as he could in this situation, the cloth against the wound before winding the gauze all the way around Gilbert’s abdomen tight enough to put as much pressure against it as he could.

Satisfied in his hurried patch up, not really caring what Gilbert had to say on the matter or if he was too rough (honestly Gilbert could get over it, he was saving his life here and that wasn’t supposed to be pretty or gentle) he yanked his bag back up on his shoulders and grabbed Gilbert’s wrist, pulling him along as he headed for the exit.

Gilbert’s eyes widened in slight alarm at the statement. “W-wait!” He took a step back but Ludwig was already on him. He practically bit his tongue at the sudden roughness with which Ludwig worked but he stood there and bore it for the sake of getting out quicker. It wasn’t anywhere near pleasant, but then again, it wouold be a shock if anythingg “pleasant” happened any time soon. 

He heard a soft noise to the right of them, and hardly even registed when the blond began dragging him to the exit.

“That – did you hear that?” He asked, forcing his voice to a normal level of volume so Ludwig would hear. Then he finally saw the hold Ludwig had on him and an irrational fear welled up within him. He felt trapped suddenly, unable to escape and to go where he pleased if they were chased. Gilbert attempted to shake off the hold on his wrist. “Let me go already! I can push myself to go quickly just let me go!” 

GIlbert threw his head back and laughed, both at Ludwig’s expression and his response. Perhaps he too was tired, getting giddy and giggly at almost anything wasn’t exactly typical for him.

Grinning, Gilbert leaned down again. “Please? I’ll be super nice and gentle this time, I swear!”

Ludwig raised an eyebrow at the boisterous laughter, the behaviour both so much like his brother and also in a way so unlike him. It was incredibly evident that Ludwig wasn’t the only one who was emotionally fragile and exhausted, it seemed.

“I distinctly remember you saying that last time and then I had bruises for a week.”

He rolled his eyes. "I didn’t hear you complaining.” Much. “I’m telling you,” He said a bit more firmly, before leaning down again and kissing Ludwig’s nose. “You won’t regret it. I can be sweet and romantic and all that bullshit too.” Well, it was the truth, but saying it like that was embarrassing for some reason.

He laughed even louder, deftly avoiding the foot and sitting himself on top of Ludwig. “And I don’t have modesty~ What’s your point?” He asked with a wolfish grin. “If I was the kinda modest, shy guy you are, we wouldn’t get anywhere!” He leaned down, eyes gleaming mischievously. “Do you have a problem with my lack of modesty? Do I not exhibit enough decorum for your oh so refined tastes?”

Ludwig huffed up at him as he leaned closer, his head edging closer and closer to a dangerous proximity and the urge to  make use of his head as a weapon was strong. It would get them nowhere and only push Gilbert into starting a fight though and so he refrained, instead choosing to just stay still and to stare up at his brother. 

“We already have one Roderich in this world, dear brother, I don’t think it would be possible to survive with another.”

“It’s barely possible to survive just the one.” Gilbert muttered. “Hey. You don’t seem so tired anymore. Let’s have sex.” Gilbert was... well, he was only half bullshitting.