One-shots! Hetalia x Reader!

Just Some Random Smut (Sweden x Reader) [LEMON]

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-Pumpkin

This was the most stressful, and yet exciting, day of your life. For the first time, Tino called for you to bring Berwald home because he was absolutely wasted. Completely drunk from who-knows how many bottles he drank.

You were driving towards the bar they've been drinking at.

This was a once in a lifetime experience to see. You've been living with Berwald for almost a year after getting together two years ago and you've seen him stumbling into your apartment before, but this was different from stumbling in. He was completely unconscious of his actions. He's a vulnerable and mindless zombie for now until he gets to sleep.

You stopped the car right in front of the bar where you can see Tino and Matthias dragging the wasted Swede.

"Oh god, how drunk is he?" You chuckled rolling your window down.

"It took him three bottles of vodka, two bottles of beet, and a couple of rounds of a drinking game to get him drunk." Matthias answered. "And he's drunk to the bone."

You heard your Swedish boyfriend grunting.

"What drink?"

"I think it was a tequila showdown with Tino." Tino opened the car door and helped Berwald sit in the shotgun.

"Well I'm surprised that you're not drunk yet." Matthias looked at you with a hurt look while Tino chuckled.

"Safe driving, (Y/n)!" Tino chimed as he closes the car door.

"Bye!" You closed your window and drove away.

While driving home, you can hear Berwald speaking to himself and some small chuckles. You honestly thought that it was cute. And you wondered why the hell he got drunk.

"Hey Ber, why did you get drunk?" You asked him hoping that he would be the truthful kind.

"Because you've never seen me like this." He chuckled.

You took a peek at your drunk Swede. He had a small smile on his face, his fave red from the alcohol, sweat dripping down on his face, and his hair all messed up.

You rolled your eyes and smirked.

You were about to change gear until your hand was suddenly grabbed. You immediately stepped on the breaks to prevent anything else from happening. It was a good thing that nobody was on the road tonight too.

Then your palm met something. Something hard. You looked at where your hand was. It was Berwald using your hand to palm his tent.

You face went all red.

"B-Ber!" You stammered. "I was driving!"

"(Y/n)..." He moaned out loud making your face even more flustered.

"Can't this wait until we're at home?" You asked feeling a bit nervous.

He was still moaning your name and rubbing your palm against his member. You knew that there was no stopping. He was drunk and turned on.

You rubbed your thighs together as you nether regions dampened. You gulped and took off your seatbelt and placed the car on park. You went over to Berwald's seat, and sat on his lap and unbuckled his seatbelt. You leaned closer to him. You could smell the alcohol and smoke that stuck on to him.

He looked at you with his serious blue eyes that were now filled with lust. The stare made you bit your lip as you palmed his member yourself. His hand lets go of your wrist and began to rub your inner thigh.