Hetalia X Male Reader Oneshots: Love From Around The World

England X Aphrodisiacated!Male Reader: Heated Spells (Lemon)

"Frog!"
"Black sheep of Europe!"
"Wanker!"
"Your cooking kills people!"
"Take that back you bloody git!"
You sighed, rubbing your temple to try and ease the headache that rang through your head.
'Why do they always have to fight?' You asked yourself, glancing over at the two loudest. Your brother France, and your long time crush, England.
It seemed kind of strange for you to have a crush on the so called gentleman. He hated your brother, always fighting with him, making insults about him, and even you when ever they fought. But you somehow developed a huge crush on the Brit, but of course you would never admit to it.

"O-oi England, put that thing away before you hurt someone you cheesy monkey!"
You looked up, finding that the angry Brit had a small wand. He growled and began to chant, "Curse mé tú le intimacy mór!"
He pointed the wand at France, a blood red ball grew before it was hurdled towards France. Aimed for his chest.
"No!"
You shot up from your seat, pushing France roughly to the side. "Ofph!" You were hit right in the face by the red light, sending you flying a few feet. Landing on the ground with a loud thud, you groaned in pain, cradling your head that cracked itself against the hard ground.
"_____ are you OK?!" France asked/shouted, helping you slowly sit up.
"Yeah I'm fi- A-ah!"
A strong wave of heat crashed over your body, making you double over. France's eyes widened in fear. You immediately felt something different, your mind becoming hazy.
"Petit frère!?"

You panted heavily, your face turning red and your breathing became heavy. Your skin boiled, the fabric of your jeans painfully constricting you. "My bloody-! _____, I'm so sorry!" England said frantically, gently touching your arm.

A sharp electric feeling pierced through your body, dirty thoughts of England raced through your mind. Your pants became tighter.
Not knowing what to do, you pushed the two Europeans away, scrambling to your feet and bolting out of the room. You ran down the hall, going to the end of it where a room that no one used, and throwing yourself inside. You fell to the ground, leaning against the door as wave after wave after wave of heat crashed over you. What did England do to you?
There was a soft yet urgent knock on the door.
"_____, are you in there? Are you okay?"
It was England. Oh god, just the sound of his voice made you harder. You hand shooting to your mouth to muffle a moan from your lips.
"Yeah I'm in here... A-and I'm f-fine... Nnngh!" You accidentally let a moan slip, another wave of heat burning your body.
"

_____?"
You forced yourself up from the ground, trying to get away from the door to hide. But your legs felt like jelly, your body collapsing to the ground again.

When England heard the thud, he gripped the doorknob. He opened the door, finding you laying on the ground. Your once (s/c) face was bright red, almost a deep purple. Your chest heavied as you panted heavily, small moans leaving your lips. And your once beautiful (e/c) eyes were half-lidded, a hazy coating fogging them.
England's face turned its own lovely shade of red when he saw the growing bulge in your pants. Tearing his eyes away from that he looked up at you, concern written on his face.
"I'm so sorry _____, please let me help you..." He said, picking you up bridal style and carrying you to a couch that was in the room. He gently sat you down as you groaned, the heat of your skin burning his.

"E-england..." You panted, your once bright (e/c) orbs now glazed over. England noticed but ignored in, kneeling down beside you.
"Yes love?" He asked, taking ahold of your hand gently and giving it a small squeeze. Your body shuttered at the simple touch, a soft groan leaving your lips. "Please touch me...!"
England's mouth became dry, "W-what?!"
"Please! I need you to touch me!" You begged and sat up, a pleading tone covering your words. You moaned, the fabric covering your lower region rubbing against it. You leaned back in the couch, closing your eyes as you continued to pant.