One-shots! Hetalia x Reader!

Halloween Special :3 (Bad Touch Trio x Reader)

So I'm posting this early cause I want to and I might not be on Wattpad on Halloween.

So enjoy!

-Pumpkin

You were invited by America to the World Halloween Party. You didn't get to pick your costume since America sent his invite late to you.

You sighed as you just decided to use one of your old cosplays to make up a made up costume. You wore a yellow shirt and a light blue skirt that covered half of your thigh. You got a sleeveless white and blue hoodie and your white high tops. You put on the final touches of your 'costume'. You wore a white head set and slung over a white sling bag and walked out to the party.

You pressed the doorbell on the door of America's mansion where you can hear the pounding music.

America opened the doors and practically dragged you inside.

"THE BAD TOUCH TRIO ARE LOOKING FOR YOU DUDDETE SEE YA LATER!" He left you next to the DJ.

You watch the party as you waited. The boys were already drunk, Switzerland with his gun and behind him Liechtenstein hiding from the drunkards, the Nordics all drunk and the best thing you saw tonight that made your day was a drunk England swinging on the chandelier in his waiter suit that consist of a short skirt like shorts, bunny ears, a bunny tail and a bow tie while Miley Cyrus's Wrecking Ball played. You took pictures until you heard a voice beside you.

"Hello frau." It was the Bad Touch Trio all in police costumes.

You scowled at them. Yes you were one of those girls who liked them, but you were different. You wanted them making the first move instead of you.

"Hi..." You crossed your arms as they surrounded you, "what do you three want?"

"Maybe we just wanted to go get our treats from our trick or treat madmoiselle." France purred on your ear.

"What?" Your face heated up.

"Chica," you faced Spain who didn't have his usual innocent cheery Spaniard face, "maybe we want our treat from you si?" Instead his voice was full of lust and passion.

You gulped as they cornered you. Since there was a door beside you. You quickly opened it and went inside. You saw that this was America's relaxation room that consisted of a sauna, jacuzzi, a miniature bar, a massage table (or is it called a bed?) and a couch.

You sat on the couch flushed. You actually wanted them.

Then you heard the door being locked.

'Shit... I forgot to lock the door when I got in here.' You looked behind to see France locking the door and all of them smirking sexily.

"Oh hell..." You silently cursed as you stayed frozen. They neared you as you snapped back to your senses, you ran around the room with them chasing you. You opened the small sauna room and hid in there thinking that you'd be safe. You felt the sauna room turn hot. It became a foggy enough for your field of vision to be blocked. You heard the sliding door open. You spun only resulting to get your hands grabbed. You felt handcuffs on your arms as you were pinned down. You heard another click. You tried to struggle your hand free, but you were handcuffed on something really sturdy.

"You were a bad girl mon cheri." You heard France purred onto your hear, "so you needed to be punished."

"Fusososososososo!"

"Kesesesesesesesese!"

"Ohonhonhonhonhon!"

'Help!' You squeaked in your mind.

You felt the three kissing your neck sucking like a vampire as you moaned loudly. You were already panting and sweating from the heat of the sauna and the trio.

They took of the accessories of your costume as they started to undress you while they on the other hand were dressed.

"H-Hey not fair." You panted looking at them flushed red. They started to strip of their clothing until they were in their underwear. You blushed as you saw their amazingly hot body (P: I confess that I am a BTT fangirl.) with sweat that made them hotter.

"Like what you see chica?" Spain purred.

"S-Shut up!" Then they continued. You were still in your shirt and skirt. You felt someone's hand going in your shirt and massaging your breast. You moaned a loud in pleasure as the others gave you more love bites around your body.

And the rest goes on as it seems like they didn't need to go trick or treating after all.

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Why am I writing lemons again?

-Pumpkin