Chrysanthemum Tea (Japan X Reader)Chrysanthemum TeaChrysanthemum Tea (Japan X Reader) by Zelvya
The sun glowed gently in the clear blue sky, its rays peeking through the leaves of lush trees in a beautifully manicured garden. Summer had ended, yet the remnants of its warmth still lingered in the air.
You opened your window and immediately a gentle breeze flowed in, carrying with it the sweet scent of autumn flowers blossoming in your garden. You smiled and closed your eyes for a moment, enjoying the aroma and the soft wind on your skin.
"Oh my, I better start preparing now," you mumbled silently to yourself.
You reached for the apron and tied it loosely around your waist. You then proceeded to gather various cooking utensils and ingredients and arranged them neatly on a large wooden table in the middle of your kitchen. Even though you were not a professional chef, from your extensive experience in the kitchen, you knew that mise en place was key to successful cooking.
And today of all days, you hoped to get everything right, since you were inviting your c
GermanyXReader - PervertGermanyXReader - Pervert by Kay-Love-Pain17
A/N: Over used title is over used. Felt like writing this after a conversation with a friend. Enjoy~!
My body ached, every limb hurt and screamed with ever slow step I took as I got closer to my goal. My feet throbbed in the high heels I wore, and my skin would give off chilled goose bumps with every burst of cold summer wind. The breeze caused a shutter and a muffled squeal to erupt from my chapped lips as it drifted up the skirt of my dress.
I bit my lower lip and went on with my slow limp like trot to my destination. I was not going to walk home. Not at this hour and when I lived so far away. Instead I was going to turn to a close friend of mine. Even in the state I was in, which was sweaty, dirty and slightly intoxicated, I knew I could trust him with my life.
Ludwig Beilschmidt was an average person in my book. Although the occasional burst of hardcore sex dreams came along with him in it. I thought nothing of my little dirty feelings for him. I never thought an
Germany x Reader - ImpatienceGermany x Reader - Impatience by aranel753
“Consumed with what's to transpire” – Sex on fire, Kings of Leon
“Look, look, look!” She called tying to point at something, while tripping on a crack in the sidewalk. A silly smile took over her features as she closed her eyes, ready for a fall. “I can fly! …Ops.”
Ludwig passed his arms around her waist, bringing her closer and impeding that her face kissed the ground.
[f/n] giggled, pressing herself against his chest. He contained the impulse to let his hands wonder on her body, feeling more of her warmth.
“You’re no fun, Luddy.” She puffed her cheeks, in a fake pout.
Fun? The German asked in his mind.
Germany could show her his meaning of ‘fun’. Anytime.
And, for a short instance, he wondered how it’d feel to make that pout disappear. How it’d be if her mouth, swelled and contorted with pleasure, would be so very open to let out the screams and moans he