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Showers and Bedrooms	By : D-Wolf Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 2543 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The following is a fan-based parody that I will make no money off of. Hetalia: Axis Powers and characters involved are the property of Hidekaz Himaruya, Studio DEEN, BS11, and FUNimation Entertainment. Please support the official release

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1. DISCLAIMERS!!! The following is a fan-based parody that I will make no money off of. Hetalia: Axis Powers and the characters involved are the property of Hidekaz Himaruya, Studio DEEN, BS11, and FUNimation Entertainment. Please support the original, official release.
2. All Characters are intended to be of a physical, psychological, and emotional age of 18 years.
3. This is my first Fanfic, and it is Lemony, so please be gentle. 4)
4. Tags: F/Solo, Fingers, M/F, Incest(eventually)
It was at this moment that Lichtenstein was glad her room was not next to her big brother’s room. In fact, for the last several days, she was glad for this fact. Because if their rooms were closer, she was afraid that he would have overheard the muffled moans and heavy breathing coming from her room, coming from her. Right now, she was happy that he would not have the inclination to walk in on her, fully nude on top of her bed, bent over on her knees, her cute little butt up in the air, one hand caressing her A-Cup breasts while the other hand’s fingers rub against and push into her young womanhood. For her, this position had been the one she found herself in for several nights, ever since she saw him.

~4 days ago~

Switzerland grunted as he finished polishing a freshly crafted rifle. Being a perfectionist, this rifle, like any other gun he personally crafted, was mechanically perfect. The iron sights aligned with such precision that only a fool like Italy could miss with it. The Barrel’s rifling was such that a person in body armor would be lucky that the bullet didn’t drill all the way through, the bullet would spin so fast. The loader would only jam if someone couldn’t put the 8 round magazine in right, like that fool Italy. It would be perfect for dealing with Italy and his streaking ways, the pastahead. He looked down at his latest creation, and smiled. He placed it on a rack, and wiped the sweat off his brow. “Heh, try to outrun THIS you pasta-eating idiot. I’ll finally make it to where you’ll actually REMEMBER your pants!” Switzerland laughed rather evilly when he looked up at the clock. “So ne Scheiße! (Oh crap!) I promised Lichte to picnic with her today! I can’t show up like this, she’ll think I don’t care about her and…” He sighed and quickly ran back up to his room. He then threw off his work clothes and stepped into the shower. As the grime of the forge and the workshop washed off him, he didn’t realize that in his rush, the doors to his chambers were wide open…

“Big brother? Is that you?” Lichte asked as she looked into the bedroom, carrying a picnic basket, and dressed in her red long-sleeved dress. She followed the noise to the bathroom, and gasped at the sight. Not that it was her big brother, but that she had never seen him without any clothes on, and she couldn’t help but, well, admire the sight, the water running down him accenting his physical features. All the time making guns and shooting guns had kept him very fit, very much in shape. And when her eyes fell down towards his loins, the sight she got there was, well… “L..Lichte…” he tried to grab a towel to cover himself, but it was too late. She screamed and ran out, running as fast as she could to her room, closing and locking the door behind her, her face as red as a beet, and a feeling she never thought she could have for the one who saved her all those years ago.

Later that night, as she tried to go to sleep, the image of Switzerland, fully nude, kept appearing in her head. The sight of him, bare to her and (imagining) his penis fully erect, made the young woman squirm. She wasn’t unfamiliar with the concept of sex. Hungary and Ukraine had mentioned it several times and they were in fact the ones who helped to explain puberty to her, even though Hungary’s time with it was about as confusing. And she would secretly find a little pleasure in Italy’s streaking across Switzerland’s lawn, admiring the Italian’s body. But this was Switzerland! Her big brother! The one who adopted her and protected her since the First World War! He was her big brother, and she was his little sister! But the more she thought about how wrong it would be to approach him over this, the more her virgin maidenhood grew wet and hot, the more her nightgown felt tight on her.

She wiggled out of the nightgown, kicking off the sheets of her bed, and laid there, her legs open enough to where if someone saw her, they would see the wetness of her panties. She blushed, but she could no longer hold back. She shoved a hand under her panties, gasping softly as she made contact with the warm outer folds, and began to rub frantically, moaning as she began to masturbate. “B..Big brother…Mmmm!” She moaned, as her fingers began to part her petals open, imagining them to be her protector claiming her. Her fingers were soon slipping in and out of her, coated in her juices, that they were fully going into her. Her cries of pleasure were the loudest noises she had ever made, as her hips arched up, feeling her orgasm quickly rush through her small body “BIG BROTHER!!!!!!!!!!”

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What had started as what she hoped was a onetime fantasy was now a nightly ritual, to where she wouldn’t wear panties to bed in order to be better able to satisfy this, this craving she now had, and as she finished tonight, panting like a dog in the middle of summer, a thought came into her head…

[Well now, my first Fanfic, which happened to be a lemon, is now done. Please R&R, and I already have a sequel ready if people like this one.]
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