Hetalia At Its Finest One-Shots

GerIta Part 1

A/N: Doing what I did when I posted the punk!england x reader, I don't want to let you guys down so I'll post a story of GerIta that I love, the fanfic is hers but again, posting it on here because I think you guys would like it. No stealing intentions by any means possible.

It's By: Jade227

"Ve~! Luuuuuuudwig! Wait for me!'' Feliciano called out. I looked over my shoulder and groaned inaudibly. Feliciano was way behind Kiku and I during our daily run, as per usual. I watched from out of the corner of my eye as Kiku slowed down his pace to run beside Feliciano.

"Come on Italy-kun. You can do it." I felt a jealous flame ignite in my chest as Feliciano's face lit up in a smile. Why didn't he ever smile like that when he is around me? Why do I even care? Feliciano is annoying, way too clingy and dangerously obsessed with pasta. I don't need him in my life, he is my ally for convenience. He is nothing more than that and never will be. Or so I tried to tell myself.

"Look! Ludwig! I'm keeping up with you! Aren't you proud of me?" I glanced to my right and my jaw almost dropped. He was actually next to me, keeping with my pace. Now, how the hell was he managing that? I looked over at Kiku and saw his self-satisfied smirk. What did he do? More so, what did he say? I'd have to ask him later. I nodded at Feliciano and then picked up the pace. I was full on sprinting and he was still keeping up with me! I was speechless. I stole a glance behind me, expecting to see him falling behind again, only to not see him any where. I heard Kiku chuckled and look ahead of me. Feliciano was ahead of me! Not by much but he was still ahead of me. A small smile found itself on my face as I focused on running. I caught up to him with little difficulty only to have him shoot forwards.

"Haha! You can't catch me!" he laughed as he bolted off. I grunted and followed his example and began running in a full sprint. Once again we were running side by side. He looked over at me with a gigantic smile on his face. With one last push for power, he got in front of me, only to stumble and fall down. I didn't have time to stop or even slow down, which resulted in me falling down on top of him. Before I hit the ground, I was able to get my arms on either side of him for a brace so I wouldn't crush his tiny body. Regardless, I still wound up on top of him.

"Ve~! Ludwig is so big." he panted, his smile never leaving his face. I felt my face redden at his comment, that's how far my mind went while around the little Italian. I felt him squirm beneath me.

"And he's heavy." I closed my eyes and tried to regain control over my traitorous body as it reacted to his words. The little Italian moved his hips and I lost it. I jumped off of him and turned around.

"Get off the ground Italia." I muttered and started to walk away.

"Doitsu! Weren't you impressed? I ran faster than you. Even if it was only for a little bit. Wasn't it amazing?" Feliciano asked as he got up and latched on to me. I groaned inaudibly as he inadvertently brushed his leg against mine.

"Yes, it vas amazing. Why wouldn't you do that on a regular basis, Italia?"

"Ve~. Because it's no fun unless Doitsu is chasing me." I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed. I need to get away from the little Italian before he kills me with his innocent comments. I shook him off and stormed off before he could say or do anything else to make things worse. I got to my room and shut the door. While I was walking towards my bed, I took off my uniform jacket and tossed it on to the floor. I laid down on my bed and sighed. What a mess my mind was in. My head was spinning from Feliciano's innocent comments. Suddenly and completely out of no-where, an image of a semi-nude Feliciano beneath me appeared. His face was dusted with a light blush and his breaths were coming in heavy pants, gasping and moaning my name. I felt something stir between my legs and felt my own face go red as my imagination got carried away. His lithe body manoeuvred itself on top of me, his soft hands roamed freely across my body. He brushed his lips over my chest and moved down lower, nipping and kissing. I grabbed a hold of myself firmly, pretending my hand was his. I moaned softly as I brushed my thumb across the tip of my length. Slowly, I moved my hand up and down, moaning softly.

"Italia...Feliciano...Mein Gott..."

I watched as my German stormed off, a little bit confused. What did I do wrong? Why did he run off?

"Don't worry Italy-kun. You didn't do anything wrong." I jumped slightly as Japan came up beside me.

"Then why did he walk away so fast?" I asked. Kiku smiled softly and placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Do you really not know?" he asked.

"Not know what?" I tilted my head to the side as Kiku sighed softly.

"I will not be the one to tell you. That is for Doitsu-san to tell you. But I will tell you this, Doitsu-san is very fond of you." With that being said, Kiku walked away, leaving me even more confused than I was before. What did Kiku mean? I know, I'll go ask Ludwig and get him to tell me what Kiku meant. With that brilliant thought, I ran off into Germany's house and ran to his room. I stopped at his door and raised my hand to knock. Just before I could knock, I heard a moan coming from inside his room. It sounded like a name but I couldn't quite hear it.

"Doitsu? Are you alright?" I asked hesitantly, with no response. I heard another moan. It was definitely a name. But who's name? I grasped the door knob and slowly opened his door. My jaw dropped at the site in front of me. Ludwig was sprawled on his bed, with his pant around his knees, and his hand in between his legs. What was he doing? I was confused for a moment then he bucked his hips and groaned. Oh!

"Verdammt...Italia...you have no idea vhat you do to me." My eyes widened and I felt my face flush a deep red. He was...to the thought of me? He shifted and I slapped a hand over my mouth to stop any sound coming out as his impressive length was exposed. Pre-cum was beading at the tip and trickling down. I could feel my own length spring to life as his hand moved up and down on his shaft. A thought sprang to my mind, should I really be watching this? Would I like it if someone was watching me pleasure myself? I sighed. Stupid morals. I slowly backed out of the door only to have my shirt catch on the door jam. In what seemed like slow motion, the floor came up to meet me. I landed with a loud thud. I tried to shrink into the floor as I heard the rustle of fabric and a zipper being done up. Well, I'm in for it now. I just hope he doesn't hit me.

"Italia."

"Si?" I whispered, wishing for a miracle to happen and have the floor open up and swallow me. But of course it didn't. It never does, does it?