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So You Like Girls?

When you finally got home Monica had finally calmed down where she wasn't outright cussing them in German, to muttering what she would like to do-she talked a good five minutes on how to replace the mustache and where she could find a grape-to growling slightly every few moments, but now she finally seemed to had calmed down.

You pulled out the key and unlocked the door the two of you slipping into the house. As you closed the door and locked up you felt Monica rubbing your back gently and you sighed happily at how warm and strong her hand was, relaxing your tensed muscles.

"Don't listen to zem Name." Monica soothed as you glanced at her and she blushed, looking away, "jour adorable." This caused you to blush just as bright, if not more so, as Monica. "Besides," she added after a bit shrugging, "it's not like jou like girls, is it?"

She said it like she was sure it wasn't the fact, that it was a rhetorical question. However you did, you didn't feel ashamed of it, you couldn't chose who you loved. Their was nothing to be ashamed of, however it was a bit awkward when being in front of your idol. You had such a crush on the female version of the personification of Germany. It'd be kind of awkward to tell her you were a fangirl of hers.

So now you were blushing, wouldn't look at her and were shaking slightly. You feared that she would look at you differently. You thought of her as a friend and you were hoping she did to, you didn't want to lose her. Monica was looking at you and her baby blue eyes widened as she started to realize that maybe you did.

"Name...do you like girls?" She asked and you bit your lip, you didn't want to lose her but you couldn't deny who you were. There was nothing wrong with this, you would think Monica would be above that though.

"Yes, I like girls." You answer and you weren't expecting her reaction. She didn't look at you with pity or disgust, but she did blush. Darkly.

You were so sweet and good, plus with those sexy curves. She hadn't realized that you batted for her team, she just never really realized that she had a chance. So summoning all of her courage she stepped foreword, and slowly giving you plenty of time to move away if you want to but you didn't.

So slowly she cupped your face tilting your head up and smirked at you. "There's nothing to be shy about liebing, (darling,) I am to." She punctuated her confession to you with a kiss.

You gasped and Monica took the chance to shove her tongue in your mouth. You moaned gently at the feel of the wet appendage stroking all around your mouth claiming its own, then exploring her new territory.

Pulling away her sky blue eyes gazed into your (dark/medium/light) (eye color) orbs that were (smoldering/sparkling) in your happiness. However realizing that Monica, female Germany, your crush was in your home and kissing you all came to you. You started blushing and she smirked at that, cupping your chin between her thumb and forefinger and middle finger she kept your gaze firmly on her own.

"I like girls to liebe, (love,) especially soft, curvy ones." She added and you blushed even harder and stopped breathing, you could feel yourself get light headed and nearly collapse from the lack of air and blushing so hard.

Monica still had a arm around your waist and moved the other from your face to hold you fully, your breasts pressed against each other as she rubbed your back. You let out a gasp, taking the much needed oxygen and the blur aat the edges of your vision slowly receded. You inhaled her scent of wurst, beer, spider roses, crisp winter morning air, and metal. None of it would sound to smell to good mixed together, but it did. The wurst and beer actually gave the scent a soft homeyness, the spider rose and crisp winter air gave a sweetness to the body of the scent and the metal was a bite just like Monica herself.

Here we are, I hope you all liked this chapter, finally Reader-chan gets some sugar! Hahaha, but seriously, I hope you all love it.