Germany x Reader The confession

You sat in the middle of the paddock, admiring the blond haired man running laps around you. The way he ran and the way he spoke, almost everything he did entranced you, his accent, still possessing many of his native languages traits. His white singlet clings tightly to his well-built body, how he was teasing you.

The man you were staring at slowly approached you, panting. Your heart began to race as he sat down beside you, skin glistening with sweat, causing his shirt to go slightly see-through. You try to avert your eyes, but fail miserably.
"Hallo ___" He said softly, his light blue eyes looking at you.
"Hi there Ludwig, enjoy your training?" You asked trying to hide any evidence you were nervous.
"Ja, it vas nice, I vish Italy vould stop being such a verdammter idiot…" He said facepalming as you look over to see Italy fighting with a cat.
"Yeah, he has his moments though" You smiled reassuringly.
"Ja, live vhen I vake up and he's right next to me?" He said jokingly
"You know you like it~" You giggles nudging him.
"Nein!" He said tickling you. You tickled him back and soon broke out into an all out war. He was dominating you, easily and soon you fell on your back laughing, he obviously wasn't expecting you to fall over, so he fell on top of you. He looked deep into your eyes and his face went a delightful shade of red. You looked at him and smiled. He got off you blushing, you hadn't expected him to act like this. You both sat there in silence watching Japan fend off Italy as he tried to hug him.

"Ludwig…" You said softly, he turned and looked at you.
"Ja?"
"I-I l-like" You were cut off by Italy running up behind Germany and hug tackling him. He couldn't have chose a worse time to interrupt you.
"Germany! Germany! Guess what Germany!" He said annoyingly. Ludwig looked at you, knowing you weren't happy that he had interrupted.
"Italy, could you please tell me later?" Ludwig said softly.
"Aww but Germany!" Italy protested.
"Italy, do you vant dinner tonight?" Germany said angrily
"Fiiinnneeee!" Italy said walking off. Ludwig turned his attention to you, smiling.
"What were you going to say." He asked resting his hand on your and holding it. You blushed.
"I was…" You paused as he moved closer to you. "I like you, a lot."
"Is that all?" He said playfully
"What were you expecting?" you said to him.
"I was expecting something like this…" He leaned in and planted a kiss on your lips. You hesitated for a moment before kissing him back. He pulled away and rested his forehead on yours. "You know what ____."
"What?"
"Ich leibe dich." He said his German overpowering you, you smiled and blushed.
"Ich leibe dich auch." You said hoping you said it right. He kissed you again.
"You learned well." He smiled, his soft eyes focusing on you.
"I had a good teacher" You smiled before he kissed you again. His lips were soft and he was gentle. With each movement the kiss became more passionate, more intense. He placed both hands on your waist while laying beside you. You moved your hands from beside you and up to his hips. You couldn't help but run your hands up his stomach, feeling the contours of his muscles. You felt his stomach twitch at first but he soon adjusted. Hearing him moan a little from your touch made you smile.

"IN PUBRIC HOW RUDE! HOW INDECENT!" You heard Japan yell. You both sat up as fast as you could, your face turning a vivid shade of red.
"Kiku! Hi there!" You said trying to change the subject.
"Germany! You shourl be ashamed of yourserf. Touching the poor gir rike that, and in pubric too!" Japan was getting frustrated for the first tim in history and you couldn't help but smile.
"Calm down now Japan." Germany walked over to the small man. "Please just turn around and pretend you didn't see anyzing." Germany said softly before returning to sit next to you. Japan walked off, his fists clenched beside him, face completely red with both embarrassment and anger.
"Yes, how dare you touch me like that in public" You taunted Germany.
"Vell then, vhy don't ve go somewhere more private?" The German smirked.
"Your place or mine?" You said before Ludwig picked you up bridal style and began walking you towards his place.

To be continued, maybe