Hetalia: Nordic 5 Oneshots and Imagines

Norway x Reader: Things Escalate (LEMON)

A/N: It's a lemon. I hope you know what that means. You have been warned.

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Your eyes scanned the figure in front of you. Lukas was standing ten inches away from your face, his deep blue eyes poring into your soul. 

"L-Lukas-" His lips smashed into yours, pulling them into a rough and romantic kiss. His hands snaked around your waist, puling them closer to his body. After parting from the long kiss, he carried you bridal style into his bedroom, throwing you onto his Norwegian flag covers.

"Lukas, please." Your whines immediately turn him on, his lips pressed to yours to shush you. 

"Shhhhh, leave it to me." He rips your shirt off of your body, tossing the shreds into a corner. Your bra is unclipped and tossed into the pile of cloth. Insecurity takes over, and your hands fly to your nipples.

"No, elsker*. You're too beautiful, I don't want to waste anything." Lukas grabs your hands towards the hem of his shirt, and you hesitantly slip it off of his body. His body was lean, with small traces of abs dotting his midriff. He places his mouth on your left bud, and starts licking. Moans pour out of your mouth, and your nails start to grip on his skin. Lukas smirks at this, and starts licking on your right bud.

"Ahhhh!" His hands fly to your skirt, taking it off and throwing it behind his back. He presses his hand to your womanhood, learning that you are wet to the core.

"You must have been excited, elsker. You're already wet!" Lukas slides your (f/c) lace panties off of you, and starts to insert a finger into your womanhood.  You desperately tried to hide your moans, but you leaked one out. Another finger is inserted, and another one. You bite your bottom lip until it draws blood. He kisses you passionately, and licks the blood.

Lukas takes out his fingers and slides his pants off. You could see a tent growing in his grey boxers. A finger stretches the elastic, and pulls. His member pops out, fully erect. Your hand grasps it, and slides from the bottom to the tip. A thumb runs over the tip, beads of white precum leaking out. Lukas moans and tosses his head back, his back arching. He slides his boxers off, and now both of you were fully nude.

His member is at your entrance, and is thrusted in without any warning. Tears line your eyes from the sharp pain, but they are kissed away. The pain soon turns into pleasure, and a demand leaves your lips for Lukas to thrust faster.

"(Y/n)! I'm going to come!" You nod, and you reach your climax. Lukas releases into your body, and pulls out. The two of you fall on the bed, and wrap yourselves in the sheets and covers. He kisses you on the forehead, and smiles.

"Jeg elsker deg, (y/n)."

"Jeg elsker deg også,* Lukas."

And soon, the two of you fell into a deep sleep.

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Translations:

Elsker: Love or dear (Norwegian)

Jeg elsker deg også: I love you too (Norwegian)

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Lemon! Lemon!

I'm so bad at writing lemons. Ugh.

I still hope that you enjoy this imagine. Criticism is welcomed, but don't be too harsh!

APH Norway belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya.

Thanks!
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