Prussia x Reader [LEMON]

Video Games

 “HA! I win again! I have defeated the great Prussia!” I cheered tossing the controller aside and bouncing up and down on the couch. Gilbert rolled his eyed and proceeded to pout. I giggled. “Aww come on Gil, how 'bout one more round?” I asked poking his puffed out cheeks. He looked down at me with an evil glint in his eyes and went to the mini fridge in the corner of his room and came back with two, one liter bottles of soda. “Here (y/n) drink up und ve vill play until someone has to quit to go to ze bathroom! Loser has to do vhatever the vinner vants.”  Gilbert said happily. I shrugged and took the soda and started guzzling it. “Ready to lose(y/n)!” Gilbert stated as he reset the game. “Pfft! ju vish!” I scoffed imitating his accent and bumping his shoulder. He looked down at me and gave me his trademark smirk and nonchalantly pulled me into the space between his legs.  I felt my face flush so red, Antonio’s tomatoes’ would be ashamed. I’ve known the Prussian since Ludwig introduced us after a world meeting, and soon after, I developed a crush on him, yes you hear me right I have a crush on the loud, annoying, self-absorbed, sexy, funny prankster.

~Le flashback brought to you by ze awezome Gilbird~

“Hey (y/n)! Warte!!” Ludwig called after me. I turned around and spotted said German next to a good looking albino man. “Hey Luddy! What’s up?” I chirped. “(y/n) I vould like you to meet my big bruder Prussia.” Ludwig said.  I held my hand out, “Nice to meet you I’m (Country Name) or (y/n) (l/n).” I said smiling as he took my hand. “Nice to meet ju (y/n), I am ze awezom Prussia but ju, frau can call me Gilbert.” He said smiling. The whole time he had been talking I had unconsciously…..ok ok, consciously been checking him out and got lost in thought, and let me say DAMN he had a nice body and could see the outline of his abs through his skin tight tank top, and I had been counting them and gotten up to six when I heard Ludwig chuckle and a string of strange Keseseses. ‘was that a laugh?’ I felt my face heat up. “See something ju like liebe?” Gilbert asked smirking only to be elbowed in the ribs by Ludwig. “Oww! Vest! Vhat the hell vas vat for!?” Prussia yelled glaring at Ludwig. “Bruder it is time to go. It was nice seeing you (y/n).” Ludwig said walking off. “It vas nice meeting ju (y/n).”  Gilbert said winking then walking off with Ludwig.

~Le end flash back~~

“Haha if ju keep playing like zhat ze awezome me von’t have to vait for ju to give liebe!” Gilbert laughed grinning at me. “Like hell you will!” I shot back, my attention suddenly focused back on the game, but it didn’t stay there for long.  I kept sneaking glances at the attractive Prussian trying to remember if we’d ever been this close before, then the metaphorical fingers snapped in my brain, it was at one of the parties at Alfred’s courtesy of the BTT and he had gotten totally loaded so Ludwig asked me to take him home.

~Flashback sponsored by drunk Prussia~

“Vill you just valk him home please?” Ludwig asked me looking over at Gilbert who was taking his shirt off and dancing on the counter to sexy and I know it. “LOOK AT MEIN AWESOME 5 METERS!” He shouted. I gasped and threw my hand over my eyes. “Ludwig!” I shouted pointing behind him. I could hear him having a gasping and hissing fit, “Mein gott! He muttered. “Bruder put your clothes back on!” Ludwig ordered sternly. “Nein!”  Gilbert yelled.  “Ja! You have to put your clothes back on if (y/n) is gonna walk you home.” Ludwig said trying to pull Gilberts pants up. “Nein! I want (y/n) to do it!” he shouted childishly. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I removed my hand from my eyes and met a pair of wide pleading blue eyes. “Ludwig Beilschmidt do not give me that face!” I said backing away. “(y/n), please blume?” he begged then his eyes opened in shock.  I let out a high pitch squeal as a pair of bare arms wrapped around me. Already knowing who it was I felt my face flush at the dirty thoughts running through my head. “Gilbert if you at least put your pants back on I’ll walk you home and read you Six little Chicks.” I said. To avoid ‘accidently’ looking at his awesome five meters, I tilted my head back and looked up at him. He looked to be deep in thought. “Deal?” I asked. “Deal, but only if ju read it to me like this mein schatz.” He said burying his face in my hair. “With clothes!” I exclaimed elaborating further.  He chuckled, “Yes schatz vith clothes.”