France:
He takes you home after a date and walks you up to your porch. While standing at the door, he lifts your chin up and you see a loving smile on his face and all the love and passion in the world in his eyes. He slowly leans in and kisses you. You melt into him as he makes sure you feel loved. He pulls you to him and runs his fingers through your hair. His tounge asks permission to enter your mouth and you let it. Before it can go any farther, he breaks away and tells you good night and that he loves you. Then he leaves, replaying the kiss over and over in his head.
Spain:
He shows up at your house, uninvited, but you can't say no so you let him in. You are watching a movie together with his arm around you. His hand moves from your shoulders to your chin and he pulls you to him and kisses you. When he kisses you, you can feel everything. Even things like starlight on your skin. His lips are soft and satisfying and confident and passionate. He makes sure your happy and that you enjoy it. It almost certainly leads to more.
Prussia:
Awkward at first. Asks permission before anything. Trys his best to make you feel loved and give you pleasure. His lips are soft and you can feel how happy it makes him to be kissing you right then, right there. Very skilled and passionate once past the awkwardness. Reserves all his love for you. Sometimes won't even talk to other people besides you.
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Hetalia Prefrences and maybe I'll throw in some imagines
FanfictionThese are some Hetalia prefrences! Yay! Maybe I'll throw in an imagine it two but who knows? Enjoy my lovies!