😈Short! Tsundere! Serbia x Tall! Male! reader😈

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requested by: ugxlydxcklxng

boi this will be fun

oh yes a lemon after all this time (a juicy gay lemon for the sinners) 

im sure people will be happy with the tall reader part of the story as i was yelled at before

god- i just went through like a million notifications to pick out all the requests so im gonna hold a vote to see what yall want first.

yeah this is my life now

YO WTF MY GUINEA PIG JUST MADE THE WEIRDEST FUCKING NOISE

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ahhhhhhh- here we go

"why do you hate me?" you ask jokingly

"because  глупо, you like me, but i dont like you." Serbia snapped back.

"but i dont like you!" you say in retaliation (theres revolution in the air).

"what?" Serbia seemed downtrodden by this. 

"i love you :3" you say and hug your angry prisoner.

"GAH! ill get you back for this Кретену!" Serbia struggled to get out of your grip.

in all his thrashing you fell to the ground.

(oh fuck i coughed, do i have boomer doomer?)

Serbia stared into your eyes with an embarrassed expression.

you smirk at his reaction.

"sorry snowflake, here" you say attempting to get off of him but he pulls you back with surprising force.

"p-please dont go" Serbia says in a quiet voice.

"oh? you enjoy being pinned down?" you say and pin his hands above his head.

"S-shut up Кретену! i dont enjoy anything you do!" Serbia said

"i love you snowflakes but you've got a big mouth. hey- maybe that will come in handy"

Serbia blushed super hard and pressed his lips together.

you took this opportunity to kiss him.

he practically melted (an died).

"listen Serbia if you move to much ill have to tie you up" you say winking.

(for once reader is dominant?!?!? crazy)

Serbia looked away, his cheeks still bright red.

you grabbed his head (and crushed his skull. Russia: woah, thats dark. Me: i know) and cocked it to the side to kiss his neck.

he squirmed at your touch, letting out sharp breaths.

your hand trailed down his chest to the bottom of his shirt, pulled it up and over his head.

Serbia somehow blushed harder than he already was.

as you went to reach for his chest he grabbed both your wrists.

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