Hetalia Lemons (RECONSTRUCTED EDITION)

Japan x Reader

Kinks: 69, doggy-style, hair pulling, vanilla tbh

"Kiku," you said from the doorway, "I think you'll like this!"

Stepping out of the doorway and further into the room, you wore a cosplay of a basic 2D waifu. The skirt was far too short for you, with over-the-knee socks that left plenty of ultimate territory. Your boyfriend stared at you absolutely blankly.

"What's wrong?", you asked.

He looked you up and down.

"(Y/N)... Why are you cosplaying? And who are you cosplaying?"

You looked at the ground, now absolutely embarrassed.

"Ya see... I only cosplayed because I thought it'd turn you on... And I don't even know who the character is."

Kiku sighed. He stood up from his seat on the floor.

"Oh (Y/N).. I need to explain some things to you."

You both sat down on the edge of your shared bed. He opened the second drawer to the nightstand and handed you a makeup wipe.

"Take off the cosplay makeup, and the cosplay itself."

While you removed the makeup, he began to explain.

"You know, it might be a stereotype, and that stereotype might be true for most Japanese people, but I'm simply not into cosplay. It turns me off actually."

You nodded understandingly, taking off the cosplay.

"I don't want some waifu, I want you as you are. So cosplay just really doesn't sit well for me.. I hope you don't mind."

Now completely naked, you looked at your loving boyfriend.

"I don't mind. If anything, I was doing that because it was something I thought you'd like, not necessarily something I'd like. But I'm glad you want me as I am.", you said with a smile.

Kiku smirked, but only just enough for it to be noticeable.

"I like you like this.", he said, rubbing your thighs.

You couldn't help but get wet at the contact. You were unable to help it when it came to being touched, especially by him. Leaning in, you began kissing him, his lips soft and feminine almost.

His grip on your thighs loosened as he slid his hands to your hips. Your hands found themselves on his pants, removing them and slipping his dick out. You knew exactly what you wanted to do with it.

Urging Kiku on his back, you crawled on top of him, keeping your soaking pussy over his face. He hooked his arms around your hips and brought them down, happily kissing your labia after letting out a breath of anticipation. You placed his member in your mouth, excited to extract its contents. He pushed his tongue as far inside you as he possibly could, always happy to taste your walls.

He's eaten you out before of course. This was, by no means, your first time with him. After all the sex the two of you had been having, he always seemed to have a more than decent understanding of how your body worked and what you liked. The same went for you as well, as you were always able to handle his dick just the way he wanted you to. He absolutely thrived off of the fact that he could rely on you for a good time without having to give any instructions.

His cock, pressed deeper into your mouth, gave an excited twitch of sorts. You could never get enough of pleasing him, as it meant so much to you to see him satisfied and happy. Lifting back up, pulling his member out of your mouth, you watched as he wiggled his hips as if to attempt to encourage you to put it back in. You licked a seemingly eternal stripe up his shaft, feeling him do the same to your pussy. The two of you seemed to shudder at once, anticipation building up.

He suckled your clit one final time, pushing you off but still maintaining his grip on your hips. He pulled himself onto his knees, as you got on yours and your hands. He rubbed you all the way up from the hips to your ribs, making sure you were comfortable. Your body seemed to melt into his palms, making you realize how bad you wanted it.

"I'm ready Kiku.", you said.

He grabbed his cock and pressed it in, shuddering at the warmth of your wet pussy. He slowly brought his hands back to your hips, very eager to fuck you once again, like he always did. His thrusts were even, absolutely perfect. They proved effective each time you both had sex. 

You bit your lip, growling with pleasure as his balls pressed against your clit when he pushed himself deep inside of you. The pull and squeeze of your pussy on his cock made him tightly close his eyes. You gripped your pillow a bit, bracing for his fast thrusts. Running his hand up and down your back, he shivered, eager to fuck you.

Drawing back, he started thrusting just as he always did. He couldn't help but admire your wrist shaking at his force as you gripped the pillow harder. You let out a higher pitched moan than usual. His member always gave a good twitch at the sounds you'd make in the bedroom. 

Kiku leaned in, getting a good fistful of your hair, eliciting a noise similar to a yelp. With a hand gripping your hip and another holding onto your hair, the force and speed of his thrusts had increased. You absolutely couldn't wait for it, for him to pull out and blow his load on your body like some type of target.

"(Y/N).. Ah.."

With uncontrollable force, his thrusts became erratic. Giving a good, hard, and final twitch, he pulled himself out of you with great discipline, letting his cum drop to your stomach and pubic area. You admired the way he had painted your body like that, the glossy fluid making its way down your side.

"Thank you for that, Kiku.", you said, swiping a bit off and suckling your finger.