Your Turn- 2P!GermanyxReader

“Lutz, come on,” you groaned when Lutz would continually ignore you, poking the scar on his cheekbone multiple times in annoyed playful ruthlessness, “Get up and off your sexy ass already and go check up on the baby...”

Lutz smirked faintly in his pretend sleep, deciding to just encase you in his strong arms and buff chest, riddled with scars, to keep you from moving. You frowned at your husband and the sounds of your darling child calling for you and Lutz, sleepy parents, from the nursery room.

Sleepily, you said to Lutz again, “Please Lutz, it's your turn to check on the baby...”

Lutz lifted one of his eyelids to allow his piercing violet eyes to stare at you, a smirk playing up on his scarred face, “Vhy should I, Kätzchen?” One of his hands, which was once safely resting on your stomach, came up and groped you, making you squeak and blush profusely.

You coughed, trying to ignore Lutz's growing arousal on your thigh, deciding to immediately step up Lutz's motivation towards getting out of the warm pillows, cocoon of blankets and your hot body temperature, disregarding the obvious consequences. Slowly sitting up, you slung a leg over Lutz's other side, effectively straddling him.

“Because, big boy, if you don't get up,” You weaving your hand expertly into it, you tugged hard on his slick blonde hair, whispering into his ear as he groaned, his eyes darkening and drinking you up lustfully, “You won't get a reward...”

You slowly kissed his jaws, his cheek, then pecking his lips. You rolled quickly off of Lutz when he tried to buck, pushing him out of bed. Lutz resisted, wanting to get another kiss from you, but you kicked him very close to his family jewels for comfort, “Lutz, just go check on the baby!”

Lutz finally groaned, getting up, “Alright, Kätzchen, alright! But,” he said, smirking pervertedly at you, which somehow made you just blush harder, “You'll be repaying me the time I spent with the kind (child)... With some sex.” He grabbed his worn-out hat to keep his falling air partially off his face while he escaped your attempts to strangle him.

Lutz walked out of his shared bedroom with you, to the sound of your annoyed huff, “I don't have to have repay you anything, Lutz! Especially not with sex, of all things!!”

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You tried to get comfortable in the bed again, but you missed Lutz's body heat. You heard the sounds of Lutz, the ironically named Lutz and your little baby quieten down, so you attempted to fall back asleep again. Sooner or later, you heard the tell tale sounds of your bedroom door locking and the sound of Lutz's hand being placed down, so you assumed that the deed, whatever it was, was done.

Yawning, you sleepily called out to him, “What was wrong with the little darling? Was it another diaper change...?”

Lutz smiled a rough but calm smile at your cute sleepy face, with your hair all mused up. Your mused u p hair though stirred up something in him, “Tch, the kind just wanted some male bonding time with me, to be reassured that he is never alone.” he grinned, not that you could see him. Lifting your head off the pillow, you glanced at your albino husband leaning against the bedroom door, smirking at you.

“So,” you said slowly, “No poop?”

He shook his head, “Ja (yes), no poop.”

You finally nodded at your husband. You turned over on the bed, trying to find a warm spot. “Well, good night Lutz.” you yawned loudly again, never noticing Lutz striding towards your limp body, “Thank you for taking your turn anyways...EEK! Lutz!”

Lutz smirked, having captured his prey, you, in his arms and legs, keeping one of his own legs between yours to stop you from closing them. He chuckled in his deep rough voice above you, “Wakey-wakey, dear {Name}...” He darkly smirks sexily at your wide eyes, leaning down to lick and nibble the shell of your ear slowly, “You owe me, Kätzchen, with that...stimulating wake up call you gave me... And you know,” Lutz smirks as he puts his hand under your head, his vivid purple eyes sparkling at you, “We need to start with the next baby anyways...”

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The smirk he tried so hard to keep from {Name} was creeping onto his face anyways, but Lutz didn't mind. He knew that his attitude and movements were tempting his little Kätzchen a lot, which was what he wanted, “Why should I, Kätzchen?” Grinning, he grabs her chest, making a squeak come through the lady's lips.

He heard her cough and ignore him for a bit, which only served to make his smirk widen. The girl was making a plan, a plan that would most likely end up with one of them in the mercy of the other. Lutz's eyes darkened, scanning {Name}'s form.

Oh, he would enjoy tonight.

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