Hetalia x Male Reader Oneshots [Suggestions welcomed!]

France x Shy!Male!Reader

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Story by: Flowey_The_Tsundere_Flower

Hetalia belongs to: Hidekaz Himaruya

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT INCLUDED.

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You sighed, slumping your shoulders and causing H/C hair to cover half of your face. The world meeting was, once again, turning into a complete disaster. Germany was yelling, Italy was screaming about pasta, and everyone else was just blabbing about random things. In all honesty, you were getting tired of it. Your boyfriend, Francis Bonnefoy, the personification of France, squeezed your thigh, causing you to peek through your soft H/C hair and look at him with E/C eyes. He gave you a small smile and you sighed, your cheeks dusted lightly with pink. He continued to caress your thigh, his hand moving higher and higher each time as he smirked at your face which was getting increasingly redder. You were growing increasingly hard from the attention, considering Francis (oddly) never did anything like this to you unless he was REALLY drunk.

Trying to hide your large blush, you laid your head on the conference table, your hair covering the rest of your face that wasn't touching the cold wood. Neither you or your boyfriend knew it at the time, but some other countries were staring at you both after seeing you laying on the table and Francis's grin. Francis, eager to hear you make any kind of noise possible, purposely brushed against your small erection, applying just the right amount of pressure for you to feel it through your S/F/C pants. Your head shot up from the table as you gasped quietly, but it was loud enough to catch the other countries' attention and make them look in your direction. Francis smirked a little wider and rubbed you harder as you tried your best to keep the noises that you wanted to make in your throat. You quickly grabbed his wrist and threw it away from you, growling. Shooting a small glare at Francis, you blushed madly before crossing your arms and turning away from him, causing his smirk to drop. "Ah? Mon amour? What 'id I do?" You simply got up and walked out of the conference door, ignoring the protests of the other countries (Mostly your boyfriend) and focusing more on your painful erection.

You got to the doors of the building that the conference was held in before being harshly grabbed from behind by the wrist. You turned around and were met by Francis's ocean blue eyes. You immediately looked down, averting your E/C orbs from his. "Amour, I am 'orry...", Francis whispered. You looked back up at him with a slight scowl on your face. "Y-You should know better than to do that in public, especially in front of the countries AND without warning!", you yelled, making your boyfriend flinch. You never raised your voice.  "I'm very 'orry mon amou-" 

Without warning, you grabbed him by his shirt collar and kissed him roughly, shocking him. After a couple minutes of kissing (ahem-mouth raping-ahem) him, you pulled away, a new look in your eyes. Francis immediately recognized it. Lust. "I forgive you..." You leaned over to Francis's ear, your cold breath causing him to shiver as you whispered the next line, sending chills up Francis's spine.

"You caused this, now you're gonna fix it, mon amour.........~"

And that he did.