When life gives you lemons [Germany x Reader]

Chapter 1: Mein God.

It was a summer afternoon, you felt hot and bothered and a little sweaty under the collar, you went about your daily jobs with a spring in your step. Dusting and glossing all of the spots around the house. You came to the living room and huffed. Your maids outfit was thick and stuffy and you could feel the beads of sweat forming on your neck and trickling down your nape. You saw Italy taking a cesta on the couch and giggled cleaning around him as you worked. You rushed around frantically, afterwards your chest hurt as your boobs hurt from rushing. Italy opened an eye as You shuffled around the living area, "(y/n)... Boobies... ZZzz..." He dosed back off again, his face embedded into the couch.

Once you finished the living area you moved to the upstairs landing mopping the deep brown wooden floors with soapy water. Humming gently. Then as if out of thin air Italy came up the stairs like lightning and knocked you down, along with the water too. You groaned as he removed his head from your rather large bosom. "(Y/n)! I wanted to a tell you your the best-a maid in the whole world!" He looked down at you, due to being drenched in the water he removed himself and ran back down stairs screaming "ohmygodohmygod"

You were still a bit shaken as you rose to your weak feet, completely soaked and now freezing, the wet clothing hung to you tightly in all the places you wished it wouldn't. Germany, who was in his study peeked out as he had been disturbed by the commotion. His ice blue eyes locked onto your body and then he noticed how soaked you was, how the wet material stuck to your curves and how the water ran down your legs and chest.

"Oh...mein...God..." He mutted to himself, he watched you pick up the sponge and other cleaning things and place them on a desk on the landing. When suddenly you slipped and fell on your face, thankfully your boobs broke your fall. But Germany's face beamed a deep red, as he saw the back of you instead of the front, your maids dress had ridden up your back to reveal your (f/c) panties and stockings. They were soaked too so they clung to your body as the rest of your clothes did. Germany's eyes wide open, his breathing out of sync and his heart beated furiously. He closed the door and slid down the frame slowly until his built body slumped in a pile on the floor, he wiped his mouth and brought a hand up to his face.

He could feel the sweat dripping down his forehead, he ran his strong hands through his hair and messed it up slightly. He unbuttoned his uniform allowing air to circulate around his flustered body. He bit his lip as he closed his eyes and thought of you in that state once more. His hands trailing down his toned chest that had streaks of sweat on it, he envisioned you like that again and again until his hand met his member. He rubbed softly gasping and groaning. He bit his lip again but too hard, a line of blood dribbled down his chin to his chest. He unzipped and teased himself thinking of you as he did so. All the things he would do to your body and in detail, he groaned as he tugged hard on his thick hard erection. He pumped himself to the point where he bit his hand to stop Moaning so loudly, his breathing more erratic than when he started. He was so close, he took his hand away from his mouth, drooling as he did. He tensed and muttered over and over again.
"Mein God....oh..mein God...mein...God...ja...juzt right....zhere...ja...(y/n) right zhere.." He started to whisper to himself but as he released onto his pants and hands he let out an audible moan and cried out "MEIN GOD!".

He huffed and puffed and lent his head bad onto the wall. After that a soft knocking was heard on the opposite side, the voice was shy, timid and just above a whisper.

"Master Germany... i-is everyzing o-ok... I heard you shout und I t-thought zhere might be trouble..." You softly stammered from the other side of the door,.
"Nein! It's ok Frau! Juzt give me a moment!" Germany shouted. Oh shit he thought, he had to clean up and fast. He rushed to his bedroom which was attached to his office and changed quickly, he hurried back to the door and opened it to see you still soaked and looking so innocent...
"I am sorry to disturb you master but I am un need of a fresh uniform, und it is only you who keeps spares ja? Could I please have one?" You stated politely. Germany was all shades of red and pink as he let you through to go get a spare.
"Mein...God..."
As Germany spoke softly to himself you turned and hmm'd in question he just stared at you in a complete daze, you ignored it though. After acquiring your spare uniform you bowed and left him in his study alone once again.

A/N:sorry first chapters short but there will be moar I promise on romano's tomatoes oki reader-San...ciao!- Author-san💙