Hello Hetalians! This is my first fanfic for Hetalia and...

WARNING: THIS FIC MAY CONTAIN SCENES/DESCRIPTIONS THAT ARE VERY UNAPPEALING AND DISGUSTING!

It should be less unappealing if you love France mentally and sexually tho.

DISCLAMIER: I don't own Hetalia or its characters.

Enjoy!

You laid on your bed when suddenly your phone rang. You picked it up.

"Hello?"

"I'm sorry ma belle, England is still fighting with America. I don't think I can come back for a few more days." A man with a heavy French accent said sadly.

You bit your lip before replying.

"O-Okay."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'll be fine, mon amour."

"C'est bien. Au revoir, ma belle femme!"

And then a long beep.

You put doen your phone in sadness. Your mind started playing the memories of the dates you had with your love, France. He is away settling some arguments and misunderstandings with the other countries. He has been gone for 3 weeks now. The feeling of his lips against yours, the way he touches and caresses your body, you missed it all. When he was around, you two would make love every night and the both of you never got fed up. France was like a pill of libido you took every day that helped you release your sexual desires.

You felt the place between your legs get hot. 'I can't take it anymore!' You thought to yourself. You went to your wardrobe and opened the bottom drawer. You dug up all your socks and found what you were looking for.

The dildo you bought before you met France.

France hated the idea of dildos and vibrators for they take the meaning of 'making love' away so you hid it from him. (He also thought they take out the fun in sex) You stroked it lightly, you haven't touched it in 4 months as you had your libido pill, France.

You sat on your bed and removed your panties. 'Wow, I'm desperate.' You thought to yourself as you saw the huge wet stain on your panties. You threw them aside and laid on the bed with your legs spread. You slowly inserted the dildo into your woman hood which has gotten tighter since no one has entered in a while.

When you adjusted to the dildo, you began pulling it in and out of your hole. You started slow and gradually gained speed.

"Ah..Ahn!" You moaned as the back of your mind was tricking you into thinking France was the one in you. You were on the edge of climaxing.

"F-Fra...France!" You yelled his name out loud as you climaxed, wetting your dildo as well as the bed sheets. You laid on the bed, breathing heavily in a paralysis of pleasure.

"Ohonhon, you couldn't wait for me to me come back, mon cherie?"

'No way...'

Oh dear~ Francey Pants is back!

If you thought this chapter is bad, the next will be much much MUCH worse.

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Till next time!

~ Samantha Nightingale