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"What's with all the doubles?! Lud's already been!" Alfred said, getting annoyed with the amount of doubles people seemed to have. You looked at the cross in your hand. It was covered in a thin layer of grime and had deep scratches on it, it was so unlike Ludwig to let something get this dirty. You felt a heavy presence behind you and turned round, freezing as you caught gazes with the german giant.
His violet eyes bore into you, before looking at his necklace. His platinum blond hair was spiked up a little and he had a rather large scar running across his cheek. He wore a greyish cream muscle shirt and baggy navy jeans which sat on his hips, showing the elastic of his underwear. He wore big, black boots and had a brown trench coat hanging off his shoulders. He had startlingly pale skin for someone of his build. You'd think all that training outside would've given him quite bronzed skin, but no. His right arm had three large scars, like he'd been in a fight with some form of animal. You turned round properly and gulped.
"Vell?" He said, almost glaring at you. You nodded and hurried to the closet, you hoped to escape with your life. As soon as the door had shut, you were pushed up against the wall and biting kisses were placed on your neck, one of two drawing blood. You tensed, but you couldn't help but think this pleasureable...Another bite was placed on your collarbone as he raked his sharp nails up your back, causing you to arch and moan a little. You grabbed on to his shoulders as he nipped his way down to your hip bones, biting and sucking on them. You squirmed, but not for long, as you felt his hands envelop your hips, holding them tight enough to bruise. He licked back up your stomach and kissed you roughly, holding your hands behind your back, twisting them in a strange way, making it impossible for you to even move. But you liked it for some reason. You bit his lip harshly and saw lust spark in his eyes as he did the same to you, invading your cavern and exploring every inch. You moaned into the kiss and bit his lip again, he raked his nails up your stomach, making the muscles tighten a little as the slight pain bombarded your senses.
"Ok dudes, come on! Out!" Alfred said as he opened the door. He winced, seeing the red streaks on your stomach. "Doesn't that hurt?" He asked, getting a glare from 'Ludwig'. "Surprisingly not, it was quite nice~" You said, winking at him. The palest of blushes formed on his cheeks, but it was gone as soon as it had appeared.
His violet eyes bore into you, before looking at his necklace. His platinum blond hair was spiked up a little and he had a rather large scar running across his cheek. He wore a greyish cream muscle shirt and baggy navy jeans which sat on his hips, showing the elastic of his underwear. He wore big, black boots and had a brown trench coat hanging off his shoulders. He had startlingly pale skin for someone of his build. You'd think all that training outside would've given him quite bronzed skin, but no. His right arm had three large scars, like he'd been in a fight with some form of animal. You turned round properly and gulped.
"Vell?" He said, almost glaring at you. You nodded and hurried to the closet, you hoped to escape with your life. As soon as the door had shut, you were pushed up against the wall and biting kisses were placed on your neck, one of two drawing blood. You tensed, but you couldn't help but think this pleasureable...Another bite was placed on your collarbone as he raked his sharp nails up your back, causing you to arch and moan a little. You grabbed on to his shoulders as he nipped his way down to your hip bones, biting and sucking on them. You squirmed, but not for long, as you felt his hands envelop your hips, holding them tight enough to bruise. He licked back up your stomach and kissed you roughly, holding your hands behind your back, twisting them in a strange way, making it impossible for you to even move. But you liked it for some reason. You bit his lip harshly and saw lust spark in his eyes as he did the same to you, invading your cavern and exploring every inch. You moaned into the kiss and bit his lip again, he raked his nails up your stomach, making the muscles tighten a little as the slight pain bombarded your senses.
"Ok dudes, come on! Out!" Alfred said as he opened the door. He winced, seeing the red streaks on your stomach. "Doesn't that hurt?" He asked, getting a glare from 'Ludwig'. "Surprisingly not, it was quite nice~" You said, winking at him. The palest of blushes formed on his cheeks, but it was gone as soon as it had appeared.
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Seven Minutes in Heaven (2p!Italy)
You stick your hand in, curious on what you'll pull out. You feel something interesting and grab it. It was a
Small Switchblade
Gasping, you drop the object in horror, knowing exactly who it belonged to.
"Listen (Y/n)," Prussia says, glancing around for the Italian man, "I didn't see that if you didn't-"
"I saw it." you gulp bravely, walking to the closet, "Just find him. The sooner the better, please."
Though you acted calm, you were terrified. The last time you saw Italy's 2p! he had given you a nice cut along your thigh. Licking you lips, you slip to the ground in the closet and close your eyes, waiting for 'Italy' to get there so tha
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Germany x Reader - Seven Minutes in Heaven
Great, another party, organised by the one and only Alfred F Jones – damn socialising is hard, well at least for you. Time after time you'd be invited to parties by your over-enthusiastic American friend, and time after time you'd end up sitting in the corner like the antisocial emo you tried so desperately to hide.
'Oi! (Y/N)!' Alfred called over to you, breaking your melancholy thoughts. 'C'mere!'
You stood up lazily and walked over to Alfred and the other countries sat nearby – by God your inner fan girl was screaming, so many boys, hot, hot boys. Your soon to be perverted thoughts were interrupted by Alfred again :
'We were just about
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Seven Minutes in Heaven (Netherlands)
You roll your eyes and stick your hand in, grabbing a...
Old Pipe.
You purse your lips, knowing exactly who it belonged to. "Netherlands, let's go." you call, already bored with this game as you shuffle to the closet. Once there, you plop down on the floor and wait for the solemn man to appear.
When he does, you feel your heart skip a beat for the blonde, and when he sits next to you, you feel like you're going to die. His scarf drapes across your lap and you shiver, causing Netherlands to wrap his arm over your shoulder. You blush wildly but still adjust yourself so that you were leaning against his chest.
Shyly, you sneak your hand towa
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Here's 2P! Germany! Hope you like it! I'm really on a roll tonight with my inserts :'D Enjoy your sexy german!
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I don't own you or him!
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I don't own you or him!
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NOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPE......................
NOPE. Ludwig, help me before I die by this..............
Just help me.
NOPE. Ludwig, help me before I die by this..............
Just help me.