Kinky Countries. (xReader)

Germany - Dirty Talk

The sights in Germany always left you breathless. In the far off you could see the mountains, snow covering the tops and adding to the cold aesthetic that was Germany right now. The streets beneath you were wet from previous rain, the sky cloudy and grey. The air was so fresh, like your lungs were being renewed.

Coming up to Germany's, pulling your suitcase along behind you, you opened the gate and closed it behind you. As you made your way to the doorstep, you could hear his dogs barking, along with some German words being shouted to try and silence them, but they wouldn't have it. Germany opened the door, his foot pushing back the three dogs who were now wagging their tails and sniffing happily. He smiled as he saw it was you, "Ah, (Y/n), come in." He looked around, not seeing a car, his eyebrows furrowing, "How did you get here? You didn't valk from the airport did you?!"

You laughed, coming in and setting your bags down before greeting the dogs, accepting their licks and wet noses, "No, no~ I got the driver to drop me off at the park down from here so I could enjoy the scenery and air."

Germany closed his blue eyes and let out a relived breath, "I'm glad then." He then opened his eyes, looking down at you sincerely, "I'm also sorry I couldn't pick you up. I was supposed to get off work early, but the complete opposite happened."

You shook your head, letting him know it was fine, "Don't beat yourself up over it, I honestly don't mind." What you were more concerned about was Germany's kink. You didn't mean to be so judgemental before he even revealed it to you, but... You've heard stuff. What with him being so rough all the time and 'scary' when he put his mind to something. His rugged attitude just added to your imagination. You already know he himself is into BDSM, but America already took that role. You then heard a rumour that German's were into 'scat porn'. You didn't think you'd be comfortable doing something like... THAT.

"Vell, jou're here now, so - BLACKIE. NIEDER." (DOWN.) Germany barked as one of his dogs jumped up on you.

You just laughed and set the dog's paws on the ground, giving him a pat on the head, "They're so playful today!"

"Ja," Germany sighed tiredly, though giving a small smile as he headed to the dining room, through the kitchen and to the back door, letting the dogs out to run around like crazy, "They're excited to see you again after so long, but zhey can go outside for now." Germany then turned to you, just standing there for a while. He seemed lost in deep thought, his face growing redder every second. You gave him a big grin, hoping to ease his nerves. Maybe it's because you were now pretty used to experiencing the others for the first time, seeing their nerves of revealing what they enjoy, watching them slowly loosen up with you. Germany just needed to find his own security and comfort with you. Suddenly, his eyes snapped to yours, his adams apple bobbing as he stuttered, "D-Du you vant to eat out tonight?"

You were taken aback by his question, "Eat out?"

He nodded his head, "Ja, at a restaurant. We can go out for dinner if you want."

A large smile spread across your face as you told him, "That would be lovely~ I haven't gone out for dinner in ages!"

Germany gave a relieved smile, "Gut. I'm glad." His bright, brilliant, blue eyes looked into your gleaming (e/c) ones, "Until zhen, ist there something you'd like to do?"

You spent two and a half hours just talking and laughing, catching up on stuff. The two of you got along quite well, so it was no wonder when you finally figured out you lost track of time. It was now eight fifteen.

Germany sighed, "Vell, zhe restaurant I was thinking of vill be closing soon, so I guess that's out of the question."

You looked to the ceiling, humming in thought, "I walked pass a pub-like restaurant on the way here. It smelt absolutely delicious, if you wanna check that out?"

Germany's mood visibly lightened as he grinned, "Ja, let's do that. We should go and get ready then."

You were in your room, putting on your clothes. You decided to go with a black, lacy top, the sleeves barely on the shoulders and going down to your wrists. To go with it, you chose a red skirt that stretched to just under your breasts, long enough to go mid thigh like a pencil skirt with the addition of the same fabric but wavy to go over it. Fixing up your hair and adding a bit of makeup, you then put on some black heels and grabbed your purse, hopping downstairs to meet Germany by the front door.

He was absolutely flabbergasted by your beauty. You blushed, taking in his appearance also. He didn't need much to look good, Germany is a naturally handsome man, and anyone who'd dare deny it can go play in traffic. He wore a simple, white button up shirt with an open, black over-shirt and lighter trousers. His shoes were nothing short of appropriate and his hair was nicely and freshly slicked back. Germany swallowed thickly before awkwardly extending his arm out to you, "Shall ve go?"

Your cheeks went red, a smile adorning your cheeks as you linked your arm with his, "We shall."

Germany had yet to reveal his kink to you, and you had yet to ask. You don't know why you hadn't pried into it yet, nor why he hadn't just told you already, but it's not like it was a bother. You genuinely enjoyed Germany's company - not that you didn't the others - but when he wasn't working he could be more laid-back and an easy person to talk to. At least that's how you perceived it.

The two of you entered the pub, the lights low and the atmosphere very friendly. You looked around in awe, "This place is fancier than I thought."

"Du you still vant to eat here?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

You nodded, waving your hand dismissively, "Oh ja~ I was just making an observation."

He gave a chuckle at you before the two of you were greeted by a woman in a dirndl, speaking fluent German. You stood there idly as the both of them conversed, and to say you were a little jealous that she was checking him out was an understatement. You tried to change your mind set, instead taking pride that Germany was with YOU and not HER. Germany bent down to you, telling you promptly, "She's going to be our waitress tonight."

Good! Now she can watch as you and Germany sit together and eat together and SHE can be the jealous one! ... "Oh cool," you replied, giving her a tight smile.

To start off with, the two of you ordered Home-Baked German Rye Bread with Oktoberfest Cheese Dip. It was delicious. You dabbed the cheese on the bread with a knife and brought it to your lips, your (e/c) eyes glancing behind him to see the waitress giving you a deathly glare. Smirking, you touched the cheese to your your mouth, a bit of the gooey dip attaching itself to your plump lips. Pulling the bread only slightly away, your moist tongue then darted out, licking the cheese off slowly, before retreating back into its cavern and letting you taste the substance, a light moan escaping you. The girl grit her teeth and stormed off. You scoffed, looking at Germany who was beat red and had his head down, his hands stiffly in his lap as he did everything in his power to lose control of himself over you. He cleared his throat, his now deep, blue eyes darting to you every-so-often, "*ahem*, So ah... Jou... Like zhe... Bread?"

Your own face darkened as you realised exactly what you had just done, "Uhm... Yes. ANd the cheese dip. It is very delicious."

He swallowed thickly, offering, "Beer?"

"Beer! You can choose~" You told him, giggling lightly.

He called over the girl, looking at the menu while ordering, "Original Kolsch." It was the first thing he saw. To you, he added, "Light in colour, malty and dry~" He mentally slapped himself for acting so 'nerdily kool'.

You just smiled, thinking over how different this situation is right now. You and Germany normally acted like 'buddies', maybe getting pretty close every-so-often, but nothing like the air about you tonight. Maybe it was the knowledge that things might get pretty hot later? Honestly, he hasn't made any move to even suggest anything physical, but damn you'd be lying if you said thinking about his muscular, naked body pressed against yours didn't make you wet between the legs.

For main you ordered the Cordon Bleu vomHuhn, Folienkartoffel&Salat; free range chicken breast stuffed with brie & champagne ham, bread crumbed &pan fried, oven potato & sour cream & garden salad. You kind of just pointed to what you wanted, the girl being bitchy and making out she couldn't understand so Germany had to say it for you, only adding to the embarrassment of you not able to communicate properly in this language. Germany himself ordered Steak mitPuree & Gemuse; ribfillet steak, red wine shallot butter & tarragon, mustard sauce, garlic mash & steamed vegetables.

You waited for your meals, chatting a bit more about anything really, and you started believing that maybe he had chickened out on the whole 'Kink' thing. That was, until, half-way through dinner.

He cut a bit of his steak and stroked a some potato over it, bringing it to his mouth but pausing. Letting out a deep breath, he decided to finally bring it up, "I suppose jou are vondering what kink I am to show you, ja?"

You tried to contain it, but the stiff smile on your face gave away your blatant interest, "Yes, I really am."

He gave a light chuckle, "I'm sorry for putting it off, razher I guess I just got too embarrassed to bring it up every time I thought about it. You und I, we always talk, but not like zhis..."

"Like this?" You furrowed your brows, trying to understand.

He sighed, setting down his fork and knife and looking you in the eyes, "I guess it'd just be better if I showed you." Leaning forward, his voice got low and husky, the steady volume reaching your ears in such a way that set your body a flame, even if there was an entire table with two meals between you, "Guess what? You're mine tonight."

Your face flushed, making you bite your lip, "I-I am?" Well you knew you were! But his sudden words and actions made you uncertain of everything all of a sudden, everything except that you found Germany incredibly sexy right now.

He pulled back, shaking his head, "Ah, I wanted to say something a bit more provocative, but it's not a good idea to start like zhat." Looking at you from the side, he noticed that you were still in a trance from his words, and honestly, that made him feel really good about himself. He explained, "My kink is... Dirty Talking."

You snapped out of it, your eyes focusing on his face once more, "W-What?" You would have thought something completely different, maybe with the addition of this, but something more... Involved, physical, demanding~

"Ja, I doubt many others suspect this kind of thing from me, but it is." He leaned back and groaned, looking up at the ceiling and lights, "Ich can't explain it... There's just something so erotic about being told such things! For a voman to tell me how much she vants my large cock inside her..." He clenched his hands into fists, muttering some more, "Und for me to reply how much I love her arse or soft, pussy lips..." When he looked back at you, he saw you gaping at him, your mouth as wide as it could go and your fork hanging poorly from the tips of your fingers before dropping and clattering onto the plate. He went red, proclaiming, "Vhat's vith zhat reaction!!"

Instantly, you closed your mouth and covered it with your hands, squeaking out an, "I'm sorry," before wiping your face and taking in his words, "It's just... I've never heard you talk like that, and to top it all off I never expected it to make me this breathless."

"Breathless?" He inquired, raising his eyebrows and hoping for the best.

You rubbed your legs together, trying to earn some friction to your heating core, "Y-Yeah... Germany, you're so attractive and any girl falls weak at the knees at the mere sight of you. Not to mention your voice and personality... I mean, look at our waitress!" She was STILL looking at him. He turned to see her, having her wave and blow a kiss, winking, but it didn't really phase him because right now he was with you and you outsourced all other females. You continued, "I guess what I'm saying is, is that it's completely hot and such a turn on." He was speechless. Okay, so Germany was aware that sometimes people would ogle him, but he's never felt the thumping in his heart the same way he has when another person says anything. You gave a light giggle, twirling your hair around your finger, saying, "Okay, so this is probably going to ruin any mood that we've set, but I need to ask these questions for the article and, if say," you glanced up from under your eyelashes, parting your lips every so delicately as the words purred out of your mouth, "We try this ourselves?"

Germany had to control the smirk, fixing it into a smile as he shrugged nonchalantly, "Not at all. Go ahead. Ask Away."

You smiled and began, "Tell me a bit about 'dirty talking'. Why the kink?"

Germany was quick to answer, his business like attitude coming back, but not overpowering his previous, erotic look, "Mental stimulation is as powerful as physical stimulation. It can lead to a healthier and more open relationship, and to mention arouse the person to a quicker, more fulfilling orgasm. It spices up zhings in bed and eaves the person wanting more," he ended, as simple as that.

You took a mental note before continuing, "Whenever I think of dirty talking, I always get strapped for words. How would someone overcome this?"

Germany smiled at you kindly, "Jou don't have to jump straight into it, you can just work jour way up. Zhere's a big misconception I believe about attraction; it isn't just an on/off switch. It's a dimmer you need to turn up slowly. For strangers it might be easier to just start up a conversation because zhey don't know each other, but for couples it usually takes a great deal of trust and how comfortable jou are vith zhe person. Maybe start vith some sexual questions, like: What do you enjoy most during sex? Or: What's zhe craziest zhing you've ever done in the bedroom?"

Interesting~ Interesting~ "Got any tips for people when they talk dirty?"

"Compliments," Germany said, his eyes closed as he nodded his head in agreement with his own answer, "Compliments are always rewarding; before, during and after sex. Compliment zhe body parts, the way jour partner makes you feel, und don't be afraid to give zhem commands, either - it can help them 'up their game' eizher for your next intimate visit or for their person gain." Germany looked up to the ceiling again in thought, "Und ask questions during zhe sex, something like: How does zhis feel? Und: 'You're so fucking wet... Do jou vant mein hard cock inside you zhat much?' Also try to avoid using terms a gynaecologist or urologist vould say like 'vagina' and 'penis'. Keep your voice low und sexy, and just do what you think feels right."

You left the prongs of your fork just sitting on your bottom lip, pushing it down ever so slightly as you gazed hazily at the German male before you. Taking it off, you asked, "Do we want dessert?"

Germany shrugged, smirking smugly now, "I dunno, how's jou sweet tooth?"

You gave him a small smirk of your own, "Oh, I'm wanting way more than food now."

Germany threw his left hand up in the air, clicking his fingers, never taking his steamy eyes off yours, "Kellnerin!" (Waitress!). The girl rushed over, prompting her breasts up under one arm to get his attention, but it was no use. "Wir wollen die Rechnung." (We want the bill.)

She darted her eyes from him to you, scowling a bit, "Willst du ein Rezept?" (Do you want a receipt?)

"Nein." She went to leave. "Actually..." He suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand, giving her a false sense of hope as he just pulled out $300 and set it on the table. She gawked at the money, then again, so did you. You doubted it was barely $100 since you didn't get dessert and shared an entree.

Germany got up, walking over to you, still watching you as he gently grabbed your hand and helped you up, the two of you walking out of the pub and down the street. You toyed with his fingers, saying, "300 was an overkill. Why did you do that? Now I'll have to pay you back more..."

He laughed, his voice bellowing down the empty, dark street, "Nay, jou vill not pay me a cent." he suddenly stopped, you coming to his front and looking up at him, "Zhough I vas kind of hoping zhat it vould make jou more infatuated vith me if you saw how much money I had."

You grinned, laughing yourself as you toyed with the front of his white shirt, "Oh, Germany, you already had me with your words of 'passion'."

He grinned devilishly, reaching out to pick you up in his arms, your legs going around his waist while your arms came to rest on either side of his neck, his teeth nipping at your lips, "Zhey're fucking filth und you know it. Gott, I can't wait to just go home and fuck you."

You blushed heavily as he started walking at a fast pace, "I thought you said that building up to it was a necessary step?"

"For people uncomfortable vith it," he added, "I've known you for years und wanted to fuck you even longer. Zhe moment I saw you I knew I wanted zhis tight ass." His rough hands squeezed your butt, making you gasp out, gripping his blonde locks fiercly and tugging on them, Germany grunting at the action but seeming like he enjoyed it nonetheless.

"Oh Gods," You breathed, your breaths shallow and frequent, "Germany~ What're you going to do to me?"

"Fick," he slid his arms up your back, wishing your shirt wasn't so tucked into your skirt, "If we weren't half-way down the street right now, I'd be sliding my hands down your naked body, kissing your neck, sucking on the skin to make you moan mein name, grabbing a firm hold on your hips..." You shivered at his hot breath on your skin, travelling form your ear and down your spine, but then he added, "Und I'd just be getting started."

You involuntarily moaned, combing your hands through his hair, messing it up, "Yes~ I want you inside me~ Take me home!"

Time seemed to skip as he dug the key in the door before kicking it open, stepping inside and pressing you against the wall of the door frame, reaching over to close it with one hand while the other massaged your arse, his mouth connecting with yours in a fierce kiss. The sound of the door slamming didn't disturb your make-out session one bit, your tongues lapping over each other in a sloppy, needy kiss. Your mouth pressed firmly against his, the pressure sending pleasure through your body as the loud sound of breathing through the both of your noses was heard amongst moans and grunts.

But even your noses couldn't keep up with the ever-escalating passion. You threw your head back, gasping and tightening your legs around his waist, rubbing against his erection as his mouth ravished your neck. "Mmn~ Germany! You're so hard, so good~ I need more!"

His teeth came down on your skin, sucking and nibbling as he groaned, "Jour just az hot as I imagined~" He ripped off your skirt, your panties becoming askewed as h tossed them to the ground, "Every. Fucking. Meeting, I see jou stand there in zhose tight dresses and high-heels -"

He ground against you, making you gasp in absolute delight, "Ha~!"

"-Begging me to just come... Come... Cum all over you, take you and pleasure you~" He moaned, taking you off the wall and heading upstairs, placing his lips on yours once again, holding you up with one arm and slipping his other hand into your panties, stroking your dripping cunt before entering two fingers inside of you, whispering huskily over your lips, every word turning into short kisses, "Jou're flooding down here. Tell me, Frau, vhy jou are so wet."

"MMng, ah~ Oh, Germany! It's you!" You cried out as he stomped into his room, flicking off your shirt and laying you on the bed, "It's all you! You make me like this!~"
Germany pulled back, looking down at your teary eyes as you pant up at him in pleasure. He put his fingers to his mouth and licked them clean, flavours dripping from the digits as he eyes seemed to swirl with madness and lust, "Jou taste so good, Fraulein." Keeping eye contact, he unzipped his pants, pulling out his large erection that made your eyes bulge and drool to seep from the corner of your mouth, "Do jou vant to taste me?"

You nodded your head ecstatically, "Yes! Yes! I want you to cum in my mouth so that I can taste you too!"

With that, Germany practically ripped off his clothes, chucking them onto the floor one by one. You watched greedily, his muscles rippling with strength at the simplest of moves. He looked so hot, with his enlarge pupils, dark blue eyes, messed up hair and his cock stood at attention. He crawled over you, unclipping your bra and taking off our panties. He panted, "Gott, your breasts are amazing." He didn't hesitate to hold them, pressing his face between them and inhaling deeply, "Jou smell so gut~"

You trailed your hands down his back, scratching it lightly as you arched your body into him, "Germany...~"

"Ja, Frau, I'm going to eat you out, but I want you to suck on my dick too, alright?" He murmured into your skin.

He flipped you over so that you were on top, turning you around so that you were face to face with his leaking head. Your shaking hands grabbed the base, making him buck his hips at the sudden contact, "Germany, you're so big!"

He snickered, grabbing your hips firmly in his grasp, "Mhm~ now, sit on my face, (Y/n)."

Such an embarrassing request, but you were already too far gone to care. You slowly lowered yourself down to him, his large hands guiding you to his mouth as you did the same to his penis. You licked the slit of his tip, making him groaned and bring his lips to kiss your folds. "Mmn~" You moaned, swallowing him and sucking on his cock, your other hand grasping his balls, making him go crazy. His dick slid down, or rather up your throat, leaving a salty-like taste that you couldn't get enough of.

His tongue stuck inside you, lapping up your juices you clenched your walls, relishing in his mouth as he gave you open kisses. He trailed his tongue up to your clit, sucking on it and sticking a couple of his fingers inside you. He stretched you, pounded them into you, all the while using his mouth to continue these advances.

You gave a throaty moan over his cock, vibrating around him, making him buck his hips and start cumming down your throat. You swallowed what you could, but he pulled out of you, a bit spurting onto your cheek. He managed to stop himself from continuing his ejaculation any further, making you confused, "W-Wha..?"

He groaned at your tasty flavours and his ability to halt himself before pulling away and smacking his lips together, "Juzst a little technique, it enhances my orgasm. It also gives me more strength and determination to pound my hard cock between your slick walls."

Germany flipped you over again, crawling around to hover over you, his lips glossing like he had just applied lip-gloss. You wondered for a moment before voicing your thoughts in a light whisper, "I wonder what our flavours would taste like mixed?"

His eyes seemed to glow down at you, his breathing harsh but consistent, "Tell me vhat jou vant, (Y/n)."

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down slowly, "I want you to kiss me, Germany. And I want you to cum inside me and make me orgasm~" You raised your hips to rub against his throbbing cock.

His eyes rolled into the back of his head, his accent the heaviest its been all night, "Jour vish ist meine commandt~" He kissed you, a lot more gentler this time as the both of you savoured in the taste you shared, his lips dominating your flavour while the further he got along your tongue he could really taste himself. Alone, they were definitely something to bask in, but together they made a beautiful concoction that just made pure bliss.

While the both of your minds were lost in the kiss, your hips had their own idea. They met in a grinding dance before eventually his dick found your entrance, your wetness acting like the perfect lube, letting him just slip in with ease. "Ah~ Yes~"

"Ah~" He breathed out, moving in and out of you at a delectable pace, savouring this moment, "There's no place I'd rather be then inside your wet, tight pussy right now."

"Germany..~" Your mind was lost too much, "Germany, I -... Oh~" Your hands fell to your side, gripping the sheets as he moved faster, harder, hitting you flawlessly in the right spot. He was balls deep, pounding into you, your bodies mixing sweat and the room doused in a chorus of moans and grunts. Your were torn between letting your legs fall open for him and closing tight around him as your orgasm neared. Your breasts slid across his naked torso, your stiff nipples tingling at the contact. You rolled your head, your nails trying to dig into your palms through the sheets as you tore at them, "Germany, Germany~ Oh, yes~ I'm so close!"

He buried his face in the crook of your neck, licking and nipping at the skin, "I love how you grab the sheets when you're about to cum. Do it, mein frau, cum~ Let me give you your orgasm~"

"Ah... AH~ AhhHHhh~!!! GERMANY~!~" Despite having your eyes closed, the world turned white as the knot that formed in the pit of your stomach broke. Your juices flowed over him spurting out and making your body quiver and erupt in pleasure.

Seeing you like this only added to his love for you and everything to do with the moment. He hit you harder, his dick only able to take a few more thrusts before he came inside you, filling you to the brim with his white, hot seed. Not only did you mix your essence on your tongues, tasting each other and connecting in a whole new way, but now they were together inside you. Your Worlds had turned upside down tonight, and you doubted you could ever face each other the same, friendly way again. Not after realising the potential waiting for you.

You both lay there, panting, and eventually Germany pulled out of you and fell at your side. You turned on your own side, looking at him, the both of your faces a light shade of red as you came down from your high, "Such a simple kink, but oh so effective~"

He chuckled - you loved the look of smiles and smirks on this man - wiping at his cooling forehead, "Ja, especially vith someone who does it so vell." He slung his arm over you, pulling you into his chest and nuzzling his nose with yours. You let out a squeak of surprise as he firmly grabbed your butt cheeks with one hand, "I'm never going to get any vork done vith zhe image of your tempting ass in my mind all the time."

You giggled and huddled into him, relishing in the moment of your time with Germany.~

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