.:Hetalia Lemons:. (DISCONTINUED!)

Teacher! Norway x Student! Reader - Detention...

Requested by Love-For-Yaoi!!! I'll get the Neko! Japan x Neko! Greece chapter up, soon~

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"(y/n)..." A low monotone voice called me. "(y/n), wake up. Hey, (y/n)! (y/n)!"

I jolted up from my seat, and looked up.

A tall man, with short blonde hair and shiny indigo eyes...

Oh crap...it's my teacher, Sir Lukas Bondevik.

"Sorry, Sir..." I apologized.

"You'll be staying here at the end of class for one hour." Sir Lukas said.

I groaned as soon as he went back in front.

The class giggled silently.

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"Hey, c'mon, (y/n)!" My friend, Emilia Stielson, called.

"1 hour detention, Emil..." I groaned.

"Man," She sighed. "I didn't know! Guess that's the news I haven't heard when I went to the CR...come over my house, okay?"

"Yeah, sure..." I groaned.

Emilia left the classroom, leaving me and Sir Lukas behind.

I tried to fall asleep on my seat, until someone placed their hands on my shoulders, waking me up.

I turned behind me, and my eyes widened in surprise to see who it was...

Sir Lukas?!

"S-Sir!" I exclaimed. "I-I'm sorry! I-I won't sleep..."

Sir Lukas smiled and kissed me softly.

His sudden move surprised me, but I soon melted into the kiss.

He pulled away, making me feel lonely a bit, somehow...

"Come over here to my desk, (y/n)." Sir Lukas told me when he walked back to his desk.

I obeyed, of course.

But he pinned me down on his desk.

"S-Sir Lukas?!" I exclaimed. "Wh-What are you-"

"Shh..." Sir Lukas shushed me. "Just call me Norway..."

He kissed me again, but this time, it wasn't soft...it was really forceful.

I didn't know that he was soon taking off my (f/c) blouse.

I only knew when his cold hands brushed against my warm skin.

"N-Norway..." I moaned. "Please, hands off..."

"But why?" Norway asked. "I want to touch you so bad..."

He unclasped my bra, and took one bud in his mouth, while he pinched and played with the other one.

I bit my lip, not letting out any moans or sounds; God knows what else Norway would do if one sound escapes my lips!

Norway's hands slipped underneath my skirt, and started rubbing me through my panties.

Now that made me moan.

Norway smiled at the sound that I made.

He rose his head and kissed me on my neck, trying to find the one spot that we all have.

Once he did, he knew, because I moaned again.

He tortured that spot by licking and sucking on it.