Hetalia Lemons!

Detention (Germany&OC)

"Ugh..." I say as I walk into Professor Bielschmidt's classroom.

"Lock ze door behind jou, bitte."

I glare at him, pissed at him for forcing me to stay after for Detention, all because I fell asleep in class today...

He closes the blinds to the classroom, darkening it somewhat from the evening sun.

I plop into a nearby chair, lean back and place my feet on the wooden desk.

"GET JOUR FEET OFF ZE DESK! NOW! AND STOP LEANING BACK IN JOUR CHAIR!"

"Hmph!"

I remove my feet from the desk, mumbling under my breath.

"Damn drill sergeant."

It's as if I had shouted the words to him.

"SO I'M A DRILL SERGEANT EH?!"

Suddenly I feel hands slam down on my desk, nearly scaring the crap out of me.

"YOU NEARLY SCARED THE GODDAMN SHIT OUTTA ME!"

"I'LL DO MORE ZHAN ZHAT!"

He roughly grabs me and pins me to his desk, a devious smirk on his lips.

He then speaks in a smooth seductive voice, that makes me shiver a bit:

"My little fraulein...vhy must jou tempt me so?"

My eyes widen a bit at this rather...blatant statement from Professor Bielschmidt.

I let out a small squeak as I feel his warm hands going up my thighs, to my skirt.

"Ah!"

My cheeks turn bright red as he begins to unbutton my blouse.

A warm dampness gathers in my panties.

He smirks deviously before yanking them off and tossing them onto the floor, without so much as a second thought.

The cold air hits against my clit, causing me to shiver slightly.

"Ah, mein fraulein, jour so eager for me, ja?"

I look at him, my eyes wide, my cheeks burning I'm sure a bright red.

I-I've never seen him like this before!

And to be perfectly honest...I actually don't mind this at all!

He slowly kisses me down from my jaw-line to my neck, biting down softly.

Continuing with this, trying desperately to find my sweet spot, it doesn't take him to long to find it.

He slowly licks below my right ear, a shudder runs down my spine and a I let out a soft, almost inaudible moan.

"Ah~"

But that apparently was all he needed, as suddenly I feel him touching me, my dampness coating his fingers.

A deep low chuckle resonates from his throat as he watches me try and hold back the moans that so desperately want to escape.

"Hehe, jou like zhat don't jou mein fraulein?~"