Hetalia Reader Inserts

France x Reader - Busted!

  You nibble on your bottom lip and attempt to focus in your science class. You really hated this class, a lot. The only thing you had to enjoy about it was the fact that your crush, Francis, sat just a few feet away from you. Despite that short distance, you were sure that he had no idea who you were.  You let out a soft sigh. It seemed like you were the only girl that the loud and perverted guy didn’t pay attention to. You let your eyes wander and you admired Francis’ handsome qualities. His long golden hair, his deep blue eyes, and the muscular arms just faintly outlined by his sweater.

  Francis gave you a show when he set down his pen and stretched like there was no tomorrow. You couldn’t stop your mind from wandering to thoughts of what that lean body of his might look like without clothes. As if he had heard your thoughts, he turned and looked directly at you. He grinned right as you blushed and quickly averted your gaze. Flustered, you raised your hand and asked to go to the bathroom to regain composure.

 

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  Little did you know, Francis admired the way your short skirt displayed your slim legs, and the way it slid up with each of your steps. He let out a soft groan after your form disappeared. He couldn’t seem to keep his mind from wandering to all the dirty things he could do to you, all thanks to the easy access your skirt provided. In a classroom void of people, he could bend you over a desk and take you that way. Or he could sit in a chair with you on top, riding him to both of your releases. Those thoughts had sparked a familiar stirring deep in his groin and his already tight jeans felt too tight to be comfortable. He had to take care of this soon; there was no way he could focus on class in this state. He raised his hand.

  “Yes Francis?”

  “Oui, may I use the restroom?”

  “After ______ returns.”

  “S’il vous plait, it’s urgent!”

  Your teacher sighed.

  “Fine. Go. But hurry.”

  “Merci!”

  He rushed out of the classroom hoping that no one had noticed his excitement.

 

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  You had just finished dabbing at your cheeks with cold water when the door opened. You quickly grabbed a paper towel and dried off your face before the person walked around the corner. Upon looking in the mirror, you were shocked to see Francis standing in the entrance. A light gasp escaped your lips and you turned to face him.

  “F-Francis! What are you doing in here?”

  “Oh, I just wanted to talk to you mon cherie.”

  “M-me? In the bathroom?”

  “Oui.” He slowly walked over to the counter and leaned up against it. He patted the spot next to himself.  “Come sit next to me.”

  You were shy about being so close to him, but you went and sat next to him. It would be rude to deny that request.

  Be brave, be cool. You chided yourself.

  “What do you want to talk about?”

  “Excuse my brazenness, mon cherie, but I can’t get you out of my mind.” Your breath caught in your throat. You thought he didn’t even pay attention to you. “Everytime I see you walk by, or just see you in general, I can’t help the desire that pools deep within me. I see how you look at me, and I would be shocked if you didn’t feel the same.”