#2p germano

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i keep coming back to this blog even though im super stressed and super low on any inspiration for hetalia so i just decided - what if i make a small low effort 2p germano human au blog abt luther and his fashionista husband. would anyone be interested

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what's your relationship like?

Luther: The kind that annoys anyone within a general vicinity, if public reactions are anything to go by.

Flavio: Fuck public opinion! We’re cute!

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“Welcome to my boutique! I’m Flavio, and this is my husband, Luther! Feel free to ask anything, sweeties~”

☆ low effort badly drawn blog ☆ m!as allowed ☆ human au ☆ 2p germano/mentions of other ships/sometimes 1ps appear ☆ main blog is ask-badlydrawn2pgermany ☆ mainly self indulgent - but feel free to ask anyway!

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2P Hetalia AU

                Lutz looked out on the scene in amusement.  The little curvy blonde Italian had Allen waiting on her hand and foot in attempts to please her highness.  Lutz would never understand the power she was able to hold over the superpower.  It was completely unheard of.  Allen had always been a proud egotistical man.  He was highly sarcastic to just about everything, then when he was pushed to his limits his temper got the best of him.  Yet Chiara effortlessly had him tied around her finger.  Curiosity got the better of Lutz one day and he ended up talking to the classy Italian.

                “Chiara, you got a minute?” Lutz called out to her once the meeting was over.

                She made a very teasing show to the other males in the room making her little sister roll her eyes at her. “I’ll be waiting out in the car sorella.” Luci stated sticking her tongue out at Lutz before she walked out of the room.

                “I’ll be out there in a minute darling.” Chiara smirked making Luci groan in embarrassment before rushing off.

                Lutz chuckled unable to stop himself from scanning the length of Chiara’s body.  She came to work in her usual tailored white suit with a skirt that was long enough to cover her, but short enough to keep a man interested.  The suit did nothing to hide those delicious curves either as she allowed the barest hint of her cleavage to be made visible only to hide it beneath a silk scarf that matched her designer glasses.

                “Lutz.” She smiled up at him.

                Not that she was happy to see him, her smiles always held a kind of calculating deceit that most men couldn't handle.  She was calm at all times and with that calmness it held an air of power that Lutz couldn't deny was rather hot.

                “What’s with the boy toy, you’re making out of Allen?” He asked getting straight to the point as he slipped his hands into his pockets and leaned against the wooden table that she was using not too long ago.

                A musical laughter escaped her that to any other man would have sounded like angels descending from heaven.  Lutz knew her better as the sound became nothing more than a teasing sound of promised sin.

                “My dear Lutz.” She smiled at him her arms coming to cross over her ample chest. “Allen isn’t like one of my pets I keep around the house.  He’s the only one I will allow to go out in public with me.”

                Lutz arched an eye brow at that. “Uh huh.  Care to elaborate?”

                “Oh Lutz, don’t you know girls don’t kiss and tell?” She smirked.

                He couldn't see past the dark tented glasses, but he could only guess she was looking down on him in amusement.

                Lutz rolled his eyes at her clever ways of avoiding his question. “I wouldn't be asking if I wasn't friends with the poor bastard, so I need to know if you’re using him or not.” Lutz stated crossing his bulging muscled arms.

                She shook her head her hands coming down to rest on her curvy hips and in turn made his eyes get drawn to them. “And I thought we were having such a lovely conversation.” She sighed in mock disappointment her nimble fingers coming up to gaze along Lutz’s jaw line. “Why would you say such hurtful things Lutz? I thought we were friends.”

                Lutz was finding it was becoming harder and harder to listen to her the closer she got.  He always considered himself a ladies’ man; a man who was in control and could get a girl to come back to his place when the time needed it, but damn.  This woman was easily making his head spin and heart race with just a few simple touches and gestures of her gloved hands.  She was a temptress and she knew it, which is why this was so easy for her to manipulate them.  Allen never stood a chance against Chiara.

                “If you’re so curious as to why I keep Allen around, then perhaps you should come over and see for yourself.” She whispered lowly her shades tipped down just low enough for him to see her powerful enticing grey eyes. “Have I ever told you I simply adore the color purple?” She continued to tease him brushing his curly messy blonde hair from his eyes so she could study his famous purple gaze. “I’ll let you think about it.” She chuckled when she received no response from him.

                She pulled away pushing her shades back up on her face.  Lutz blinked.  What the hell just happened?  He was about to stop her from leaving when Allen showed up his ruby red gaze narrowing at Lutz in irritation before he simply picked Chiara up and tossed her over his shoulder all the while pointing his nailed bat at Lutz.

                “This is my Italian, you fucker, go find your own!” He growled.

                “Allen.” Chiara huffed making the cherry brunette freeze for a moment. “Put me down. Now.” She commanded her voice full of authority so powerful Allen had no choice but to do what she said.

                She frowned at him smoothing her dress suit out and pulling her compact from her purse to check her hair and make-up. “Bad boy.” She stated a smirk crawling up her lips. “You know the punishment.  Now go down stairs and get in the car while I finish up here love.” She smiled.

                “Yes.” He grumbled subconsciously straightening his own leather jacket out.

                “Yes what? Pet.” She continued to smirk.

                He rolled his eyes, his gaze travelling over to Lutz before looking back at Chiara who awaited his answer with a patient elegantly arched blonde eye brow. “Yes…master.” He finally muttered out in his usual sarcastic undertone a smirk causing his lip piercings to tug in different directions.

                “Good boy.” She praised standing up as high as her classy black heels would allow her as she pressed a teasing kiss to his lips making Allen grin. “Oh Lutz, I do hope I get to see you later as well.” She said with a catty grin and small wave as she walked off with Allen following after her like a puppy.

                That poor bastard.  Lutz kept thinking shaking his head at her little display of dominance.  Yet he couldn’t help himself from feeling slightly aroused by the idea of her being completely dominant.  He felt the need to tackle this challenge and prove to himself and her that she wasn’t on top of the world.  He smirked watching her hips sway as she walked.

                “I might take you up on that offer.” He chuckled his own dominant side rising to her challenge.