The Skilled Art of Flirting 2: 2p!fem!reader x 2p!hetalia
Warning: There’s a few curse words, inappropriate language, and some sexual innuendos.
“I’d like to hit every base with you.” Allen whispered into my ear. His hand traveled down my waist down to my hips.
“No thanks.” I said sternly. I pushed him aside and walked on.
Wang Zao (2p China) ran up beside me.
“Ni Hao, _______! I thought I’d let you know that you’re more addicting than opium. You butt is kinda good looking too.” Zao said.
“Leave me alone!” I growled.
Zao backed off, but followed.
“UGH!” I grunted and walked faster. Can I have a moment of peace?
“Poppet! _______?” Oliver giggled and skipped over.
“Not you too.” I groaned. “What? What is it?”
Oliver batted his pretty blue and pink eyes. “Were your parents bakers, because you’re a cutie pie.”
I patted Oliver’s head