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empyreva · 3 months

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Loser's Spoils

Summary: Luke usually loves treating you like his own little goddess, but after you cost him a game of capture the flag...he wants to change things up.

Pairing: Luke Castellan x Reader

Word count: 4.1k

Warnings: Established relationship, Daughter of Aphrodite!Reader (not that important), Mean!Luke Castellan, smut, P in V, PWP, oral sex (m and f), fingering, dom/sub elements, slight dubcon (always check in with your partners!!), kink exploration, slapping, some degradation (and praising)

A/N: Shameless indulgence. I tried to stick to this audio as best as I could but I think that in teen/ya relationships, holding a more serious dom/sub dynamic is a little harder so Luke is super good at making sure you're ok because it's all new to him too...Minors DNI!!

Other campers were quick to dodge out of your and Luke's paths, sensing that he would not hesitate to body-check them if they didn't. A cloud of wrath (with a tinge of humiliation) seemed to engulf your boyfriend--They knew better than to question it at all, scurrying back to do whatever chores and tasks they had been mildly interrupted from before.

Before you knew it, Luke had dragged you into your cabin, looking around for any of your, as he put it, 'overly pretentious' siblings. Aphrodite's cabin was empty, much to his delight, and he dragged you into the bathroom with a loud SLAM of the door. Once inside, he let go of you with a slight push, seeming to not pay you any mind as he fussed about the area.

"Luke, what the fuck?" You hissed, rubbing your now tender arm as Luke propped one of the vanity chairs beneath the door knob to ensure no one would be able to accidentally wander in. It was a good precaution--Three too many of your sisters now can't even look at him without becoming almost visibly upset. "What's your problem today?"

"Don't act like you don't know, baby," Luke turned around with a dark look in his eyes, causing you to gulp back any further questions. "You've hurt my feelings today, y'know? First by not joining my team...and then by winning because you know I couldn't hurt my pretty little girl--acting all brave and jumping in to protect that twerp of an Apollo kid."

"Baby, it's just a game..." You reached up to caress his tense jaw, his facade faltering for a split second as he took in your soft touch, "I mean, they just needed another player--that kid is literally like 11 so-" Luke cut off your sentence by roughly pushing you against the vanity counter behind you--glass bowls and organizers full of various makeup products rattling from the force. His hands planted at either side of you, hips flushed to yours.

"I. Don't. Care," he growled. A whimper escaped your throat, feeling something hard pressing against you--growing in size with every breath that your boyfriend took. "You were disloyal, you won, you know that drives me crazy."

"'m sorry," you mumbled, trying your best to bat your long lashes at him, fingers brushing against the hem of his shirt. This was a common occurrence between the two of you--You 'defeating' the 'best swordsman' just by distracting him enough to let your teammates finish up the game. How could he even raise his sword at a girl like you, batting your lashes and pouting so cutely as a kid scurried off behind you? Even if he seemed mad about losing, losing to you drove him up the wall with desire—I mean, it always ended in Luke making you scream his name until your throat went hoarse, anyway. "I'll make it up to you, I promise."

"Yeah, you will," there was a glint of something sinister in Luke's eyes that unnerved you. It was like you were a piece of meat dangling before a starved wolf, just waiting to be devoured. "I'm not gonna let you off easy this time, baby. No, no...You need to be taught a proper lesson." He glared down at you, but his hand grasped yours gently, thumbing circles against your knuckles. "Ok? Now on your knees."

Obediently, you lowered yourself to the ground, hands in your lap as Luke discarded his belt and cargos quickly. His cock was already dripping with pearls of precum--and you couldn't help yourself as you eagerly took him in your mouth. Your head bobbed unhurriedly as you savored every inch of his hard cock, taking pleasure in the way his hips thrust forward instinctively. He liked it when you took your time, swallowing him whole and gagging. You moaned deeply, feeling his hand brush lightly against the nape of your neck, urging you to slow down.

"Shhh... Look at me," he commanded sternly. His voice was low and gravelly, making your insides quiver. You hesitated briefly before meeting his gaze fully, watching intently as he gazed intently into your soul. There was a fierceness in his expression that sent chills down your spine, and you knew that he meant business. His fingers traced your hollow cheeks, tucking stray strands of hair behind your ears, drinking in this image of you. "You look so cute, so adorable."

That comment flustered you more than the fact his dick was nearly halfway down your throat--and you immediately pulled back, words forming in your throat as the head of his cock brushed against your tongue. A fistful of your hair wrapped around Luke's hand, and he pushed your head until your nose was tickled by the curls of black hair at the base of his dick. "Shut the fuck up and look at me. Let me see my pretty girl."

Nearly, crossed-eyed, you stared up at Luke in a daze, nostrils flaring as you held back your urge to gag around him. He looked so handsome...a certain tortured look marred across his face as he contemplated whether he should cum down your throat while you clawed at his legs or if he should fuck you silly. Tough choice.

"I want to play with you," he finally decided aloud, releasing you from his cock, letting you gasp for air. It didn't last long, though, because Luke was quick to roughly pull you back onto your feet, a strong hand gripping your jaw. You gulped and heaved, daring not to move as Luke pressed up against you, eyes inspecting your flushed and sloppy face. It was just so kissable, his poor little baby.

His tongue slipped into your mouth before you knew it, and your hands reached up to grab at his curls--pulling him deeper. A collection of quiet moans filled the bathroom, bouncing off the marble floors and pristine white walls. After a few minutes, Luke pulled away cheeks red and burning, staring down at you.

"Take your pants off, just the pants," he commanded, giving you just enough room to fumble with the button of your bottoms. After nervously missing the hole a few times, you were able to slide them off, kicking them to the side. You resisted the urge to rub your thighs together, instead choosing to look haphazardly at the floor. "Good girl, now look at me."

You faltered, maybe from shyness or maybe from a sudden spark of rebellion, but your gaze remained pointed down at the space between you. Luke was stunned for a moment, tilting his head to the side before letting out a sarcastic chuckle.

"Look. At. Me."

Slap

Your gaze shot up, eyes wide as you began to register the sting radiating in your cheek before it dissipated. His slap wasn't too hard, more of a forceful pat. Eyes locking with yours, Luke seemed to be gauging your reaction, waiting for you to say the words that would have him begging for your forgiveness in a matter of seconds. They never came.

Slap

"I said look at me when I'm speaking to you."

Slap

Fuck okay, that one hurt a lot more. You let out a pained yelp, lip quivering as you tried to keep yourself steady.

Slap

Luke shushed you when you tried to cry out, frowning when you flinched away from his hand--now he was just trying to caress your cheek. A small wave of regret washed over him, and a tightness in his chest pulled tighter. "Come here, it's ok," he beckoned, drawing you into a hug. You buried your face in his chest, biting back whimpers as he reassured you that you were a good girl and you were so brave and so strong for him.

"Are you ok, baby?" He whispered into your hair, wanting to know before continuing. Nodding slowly, you pulled back to look at him with misty but loving eyes, a small smile stretching across your lips.

"I trust you, you know that." Luke was a man of many curiosities, so you were somewhat acclimated to his sudden changes in wants and needs during sex--even if albeit a bit shocking at first. But deep down, you knew that he would rather stab himself with backbiter a million times rather than force you into anything.

"Love you," he murmured, pressing a kiss to your forehead. The two of you stayed quiet for a second, Luke touching you wherever he so pleased as you fell compliant under his touch. His fingers found yours, bringing one hand up to daintily kiss the back of it--a mischievous grin appearing as you met his gaze. In a split second, his hand was in your hair, tugging your head back sharply, earning a hiss in response.

"Shhh...it's ok, it's ok, baby," Luke's lips trailed down your cheek, ghosting over your neck before planting a few rougher kisses. You whimper, feeling his teeth sink into the tense skin, surely leaving a mark as he suckled and nipped. "Shh, we don't want people to hear us. Don't we?" Luke taunted you with his own deep moan, now moving onto his third mark--pulling away to look at you when he was sure your neck was going to be a nasty shade of 'Luke Purple' tomorrow morning.

"Spread your legs," he murmured, watching intently as you complied--shifting your ass and hips so that your soaking wet panties were on full display. You bit your lip shyly as Luke inhaled sharply, studying the way your squished-up belly rose and fell, the way you seemed to tremble just a little more when he took a step closer. "Good girl--You look so cute."

He grabbed your throat, forcing you to look up at him, shushing you softly, "I know, I know, It's ok, I know, shh--" A smirk danced across his face before he leaned in, kissing you deeply, fingers feeling how wet you really were. "You're so fucking wet, aren't you embarrassed, slut?" In a quick movement, his open palm collided with your clothed pussy--sending shockwaves through your body. "Shhh...Put your hand over your mouth. Be quiet, be quiet for me."

You shakily raised your hand to your mouth, chewing on the flesh of your middle as another slap morphed into a gentle stroke. "Are you gonna be quiet for me? Tell me. Tell me."

"Y-Yes, Luke," you mumbled from behind your hand. His nostrils flared as his name bounced off your tongue, such a sweet sound. "I'll be quiet for you."

"Good girl--now shut the fuck up." Luke continued to shush you as he pulled the thin cloth of your panties to the side, thumbing over your clit and dipping between your slickening folds. "Sit up there, back against the wall. Now. Good Girl. Shhh--Spread your legs for me, good girl. Just a little more, good job."

Your sizzling hot skin left behind foggy marks on the mirror behind you as you leaned back--the coolness of the glass doing little to ease the fire inside of you. A slick layer of sweat spread across your body, pooling at the small of your back. Luke continued his teasing touches, evading your pussy and instead stroking the tender flesh beside it until you squirmed. You were breathing too loudly.

"Do you want me to touch you, baby? Then be fucking quiet, ok?" The fake sweetness left an uncomfortable pit in your stomach--but it was quickly forgotten as Luke's deft fingers circled your clit, moving in all the right ways. He knew your body too well, like the back of his hand. "This is all mine. My girl, so cute," he purred, pushing up your shirt and bra in one motion, mouthing at one of your tits as he shifted his forearm. Fingers abandoning your clit, two of them slipped between your folds--teasing and brushing over your hole before abruptly plunging inside with a curl.

"You like this, yeah? Shhh--" The pace was inhuman, the sound of your wet pussy squelching around his fingers growing louder. "You look so pretty."

You threw your head back, trying to swallow back your whimpers and moans, hips rolling into Luke's touch. Gods, you didn't even realize how much stamina he had with how he plunged his fingers inside of you without even a slight change in pace. "Shut the fuck up, let me take care of you, it's ok, I promise. I promise baby," his cooing was mocking, each word dripping with a promise of something even more sinister than the tortured ministrations at hand. "I'm gonna fuck you so fucking hard. Aww, I can see it in your eyes, you want it so badly, yeah?"

"Please," you couldn't stop the words from coming out of you, and Luke was quick to silence you. At this angle, you could see his biceps flexing, the way his shoulders tensed and released--it was like a daydream. His free fist wrapped around your neck, causing you to choke on air as you struggled to swallow and gasp.

"Shh, try to be quiet, shh. Gods you're so fucking wet, you look so pretty." Somehow, he managed to up the speed even more--your toes curling and legs clamping down on his forearm as it flexed and strained to keep pleasuring you. "Do you want me to fuck you? Do you? Say it, say it."

"Y-yes, yesyesyesyes," you cried out, only for Luke to squeeze your neck even tighter. "So close, please--" He shushed you, lips smashing against yours until your teeth clanked together in the frenzy. Tears welled and spilled your eyes from the mounting pressure in your belly, so close but so fucking far--He knew just how to play you. A flicker of concern came and went from Luke's eyes, and he pressed his body closer to yours, the fabric of his old camp shirt tickling your skin.

"Shh, I know, you're freaking out, I know," Luke pressed his lips to your tear-stained cheek, "Calm down, I know, I know. I'm just fingering you, it's ok." You could hear the faintest 'Don't cry' come out with his next breath, but you honestly couldn't be certain. His hand moved up and gripped your jaw tightly, squeezing it until you couldn't help but protest the pain--prompting him to silence you with his mouth. Tongues battling, his fingers slowed their dangerous pace, coming to a gentle stroke against your fluttering walls. A bridge of saliva kept the two of you connected, pulling tight like a tension wire before snapping as Luke took a step back to admire his work. "You're so pretty--Y'want me to pet your pretty clit, yeah?"

You nodded eagerly, trying to form the right words to scream 'Yes please!' but Luke cut you off with a harsh shush as his thumb came in contact with your puffy clit. It felt like a spell was cast over you, the way you couldn't peel your eyes off of Luke's face--his eyebrows furrowed as he worked you closer and closer to your much-needed release. Your gaze was obvious, and Luke gave you a wicked grin, quickening the pace of his deft fingers until you had to choke back your whines with a bite to your knuckle.

"This is my pussy and anyone else who tries to fuck it will never be as good as me. No one will ever measure up to me, understand me?" Luke growled, curling his fingers just right so they brushed and stroked against that special spot deep within you. You couldn't help your reaction, hips bucking and chasing your orgasm that Luke just kept skirting you away from.

"Fuck, ff-fuck, Luke-"

"Shhh, calm down. I know, baby, I'm the only one who can fuck you like this, I know. Say it,” he taunted, a Cheshire grin beaming up at your half-lidded eyes. A dumb nod came naturally, but he tutted and pursed his lips in a sense of disappointment. “I said 'Say it'."

"Y-You're nghhh the o-only w'can fuck m'this way," you whimpered, weepy doe eyes looking up at him for approval. It was wholly pathetic; the tears trailing down your cheeks, the way you could barely even breathe, the way you just had so much love and adoration for the boy in front of you—denying you your release and ruining you. "Please Luke, please fuck me."

"Gods, you're such a good girl, d'y'know that?" Luke groaned, slipping his fingers out of you much to your dismay. He shushed your whiney protests, dry fingers wrapping around your throat, his thumb threatening to press down on your windpipe. “Love how you beg for me.” He was so much stronger than you, so much bigger, so fucking powerful. Two slick-covered fingers made their way up to your mouth, and you eagerly accepted them with a low moan. "That's so good, baby. Keep sucking yourself off my fingers like a little slut, yeah?"

Your pink, wet tongue licked at his two digits like one would a popsicle on a hot summer day. Drool mixed with your juices on his fingers as you gagged around them, low moans threatening to spill over. It was sloppy, your soft moans vibrating his fingers as you made eye contact with your boyfriend, needing his approval. He smiled, releasing your throat so he could knead into the flesh of your thigh, his touch hot and needy. Distracted with the show you were giving Luke, it was too late before you realized just how close his cock was to your pussy—

"Ahh—W-wait, Luke," you cried out as he slammed into you, his dick sliding down to the hilt without warning. Your pussy clenched and spasmed as you tried to adjust to the size of him, hips squirming. He didn't even stop for a second, picking up a fast and dizzying pace, fingers still hooked in your mouth. Gods, he was drilling into you so hard and it just felt so good--

"Shut the fuck up, shut up, I don't care," Luke growled, his voice heavy with need. Despite his cruel words, there was an underlying tenderness in his touch, and you could feel the intensity of him growing more fervent and unhinged with each passing second. His moans filled the room, sounds that you were only ever allowed to hear. Squelches and slaps and the sickest, wettest, most depraved noises intoxicated you--And every time he hit a particularly sensitive spot within you, you couldn't help but let out a choked cry, struggling to remain silent.

"Shut your pretty fucking mouth and be fucking quiet," he demanded, his tone laced with desperation. You gave him a weak nod, but his attention was already drawn away as he changed his angle to have a little more leverage. Moans and whines dripped from Luke's tongue like honey, oozing through the room and straight down to your clenching core. His hips swung and snapped against yours, a steady and rough pace keeping you on the tip of your toes. "I'm trying to be quiet but your pussy just feels so goddamn good,” well that was just a flat-out lie at the sheer volume that he even said it. “Does my cock make you forget all your manners?" You nodded without even thinking, lips parted as you tried to catch your breath.

"Fuck yeah," he muttered roughly, his breath hot against your cheek. You swore you could feel his cock twitching inside of you. "You want me to go faster?" he huffed, his breathing ragged. "Fuck you harder?" His voice was cracking and straining, his teeth clenching as he tried to hold back his whines and whimpers.

Without waiting for a response, he increased his pace, grinding against you with a fierce intensity. His hands dug tightly into your hips as he pulled you closer to him, moving your body for you like all you were was some fucktoy for him to use and abuse. Choking softly on his own breaths, he fucked you harder and deeper, his rhythm becoming increasingly frantic—face buried in the crook of your neck. You couldn't help but wrap an arm around him, the other keeping you stable on the counter as he rutted and bucked into you, pulling him close to you. "Luke," you breathed out, "calm, baby."

"No no no, it’s ok, shh," his voice was trembling, fighting back a moan at just hearing you say his name so sweetly. It seemed like it was more of a reminder for him less than you, to try and keep his composure for just a few minutes more. He never wanted this to end. You guided his face to look up at you, his eyes lost behind his sweaty black curls, but his lips didn't fail to connect with yours. Nipping at his bottom lip, you moaned into him--a gesture he reciprocated eagerly. He couldn't even pull away, letting out a muffled, "'m so fuckin' close, baby. Wan' you t'cum on me--fuck, cum on my cock, baby."

“Mmmm so close,” you moaned in agreement, rolling your hips to meet his. “Please touch me, Luke.” You didn’t have to ask twice, his fingers shooting down to the junction where the two of you were connected. A rough pad dragged across your clit—rubbing almost as frantically as his hips slammed into you, your head dropping back in pure ecstasy. You were so fucking close, so close, just a little more…

He didn't scold you for how loud you were getting, he didn't even falter when your thighs began to shake and your nails dug into the flesh of his shoulders until the skin broke. And he didn't stop—fucking you right through your orgasm, feeling your walls spasming around his cock, how your legs drew him in closer. Stuttered words of encouragement flooded from his mouth, but most were swallowed up and lost amongst his needy moans and grunts. His pace became erratic, shoving you back hard as one hand braced the wall and the other clawed into your hip. You yelped and shuddered, all of the stimulation crashing down on you at that moment as your pussy twitched, weeping for Luke.

“Hah-ah, fffuucckk,” Luke whimpered into your ear, hips stuttering for half a second. "'m g'na mmmm...ahh--" He dropped his facade entirely, no longer trying to hide how his voice went 3 octaves whenever he came, eyebrows pinched together to stop himself from just melting away into the floor. The heat of him coated your walls, struggling to fit inside of you with him still taking up most of the tight space. His lips trembled as he tried his best to regain some composure, rutting his hips into you deeply once more--just to feel all of you. You whined in return, arms wrapped tightly around his neck as he continued to pump into you slowly.

“Look so fucking pretty right now,” he whispered, slowing his hips to a halt after a long, torturous minute. His lips found yours, muffling your groan as he pulled out of you—the sudden emptiness was always a disappointment. You would keep him inside you all the time if it was up to you. To make matters worse, he freed himself of your iron grip, pulling away from your lips with a heavy panting shaking his chest.

It was like seeing a goddess' true form for the first time--the way your soft tummy rose and fell with each of your breaths, your lips parted and covered in drool and saliva, knees bent, toes curled as you posed there; your abused, cum-filled pretty little pussy spread open like the forbidden fruit that Tantalus could only dream of tasting. You looked like a fucking masterpiece.

Silent, Luke sank to his knees, lost in the sight of you for only a second before hooking his arms around your thighs--dragging your ass to the end of the vanity. His flat tongue ran from bottom to top, collecting your mixed releases with a certain gentleness. You whimpered as his tongue pressed and swirled around your clit, the sensations of your last orgasm still not fully settled yet. "You are such a good girl," Luke murmured between licks. "You are so pretty, you look so fucking cute, you're adorable."

His dark eyes looked up to meet yours, locking in as he suckled and lapped at your core. With hesitation, you reached out a hand gingerly, finding a tuft of curls to reside in--earning a purr of approval from your boyfriend.

"I'm so proud of you," he whispered, suddenly pulling his mouth off of you so he could press a gentle kiss to the junction of your thigh and pelvis. His eyes glanced up to peer at you--seeing your gentle smile made his heart flutter and grow three sizes. A soft trail of kisses made its way to your knee, his arms still supporting you, his nose nuzzling against the soft and damp skin. "You did so good today, I'm so fucking proud of you, baby."

"I know, Luke, I know. I'm proud of you too."

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jamespotterismydaddy · 2 months

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Picnic on the Beach

virgin!luke x reader

A/N: feel free to chat with me in the asks about characters even if requests are closed!

WARNINGS: SMUT!!, cockwarming, sub luke... until he's not

WORD COUNT: 816 words

Luke is a virgin and he so desperately doesn’t want you to know it. You’re so experienced and confident, while he’s confident in everything he does, except for talking to you. At least he can comfort himself with the fact that you have every guy at camp drooling over you but still chose him.

“You’re liking it then?” He asks as you take a bite of a chocolate covered strawberry, the drip of juice running down your chin making him gulp.

“Of course I do! What girl doesn’t like a picnic by the beach?” You ask him back with a giggle. It isn’t at all unnoticed by you how secluded this part of the beach is. You think that he must have chosen intentionally… you have been dating for a while now.

“I just wanted to make sure it was the perfect day.” He says, wiping the drip of juice from your chin with his thumb. It’s now your turn to be flustered.

“Are you trying to get lucky, Castellan?” Your wording makes him frown.

“A girl like you isn’t just for ‘getting lucky’. I want to give all my love to you.”

He leans in with renewed courage and you feel his lips press against your neck. He may be a virgin but he’s perceptive. He knows what his girl likes.

“Mmm that feels nice.” You whine out, one hand moving slowly up his thigh. He inhales sharply when he feels you start to palm him through his jeans. “Is that okay?” You ask due to the way he tenses up.

“Y-Yeah… sorry. I’m just uh focusing.” He attempts to explain, trying not to cum instantly when he notices you biting your lip at the sight of the rising tent in his trousers.

“Don’t be sorry.” You say sweetly, taking your time to give him a lingering kiss on the lips.

“You’re just so beautiful. I’d never want to disappoint you.” Your brows furrow when he says it.

“I know it’s your first time but you could never disappoint me.” You say tenderly.

“First time?” His face drops a little. “I didn’t think you knew.” He says with flushed cheeks.

“You did run off with very urgent ‘business’ to attend to halfway through our first makeout sesh.”

He cringes. “I thought it was a bit more believable than that.”

“I’m afraid not.” You peck one of his red cheeks. “I’m glad you want it to be with me though.”

“I’m glad it gets to be with you.”

You smile and pull him in for another sweet kiss as you unzip his jeans. He’s completely rock hard from only a few gentle touches. To make him more comfortable, you take off your shirt, making yourself equally as undressed. He’s seen you shirtless before but his eyes still light up with pleasure anyhow.

“Are you ready?” You ask, quickly receiving an eager nod from him.

“Yeah.”

You peck his lips once more and situate yourself in his lap, pushing your panties to the side so you can sink down on his long cock.

“Oh gods.” He murmurs as he feels your wet heat around him. Nothing can compare.

“You like that, Lukey?” You tease as you start to rise up and down on him.

“Mhm…” Is all he can get out as his eyes roll back a bit, his hands gripping so firmly to your waist.

You take your time riding him, going excruciatingly slow so that he has to watch each inch of his dick getting pulled in and out of you.

“You’re being mean.” He whines, needing so desperately for you to move faster.

“Aww poor baby.” You tease with a mocking pout before stopping your movement entirely so that you cockwarm him.

He juts his hips up and tries to move you as he holds your waist but you slap his hands off. That very much changes his perspective on things because before you know it, Luke is flipping you onto your back and pounding himself into you. He is no longer patient.

“Oh fuck, Luke!” You moan out, very surprised by the change of events as his hips slam against yours.

“Such a little tease.” He murmurs, thrusting in and out of you harder and harder as he starts to rub your clit.

“Mmm i’m sorry…” You mewl, squirming under him.

“Who’s the whiny baby now?” He teases, rubbing your clit harder, inching you closer and closer to your peak.

His hips start to stutter and his pace slows as you finally start squeezing around him. All he can do is groan and sheath himself fully as he creams inside of you. He could never have lasted a second more with your pussy fluttering and trapping his cock.

He collapses on top of you, feeling fully spent as he rests his head on your chest.

“And someone thought he was going to disappoint.”

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scara-writes · 26 days

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orange juice: enchanting night

Fem! Beta Reader x Yandere! Omega Male

CW: SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT, mature content,pp to v, fingering(male receiving), oral(male receiving), edging, mouth to pp, orgasm denial, séx, yandere, male sub, fem dom, mention of torture, dark themes

Remember, I do not know how omegaverss works BUT I will make my own version—(if you see something different in the original universe lol). So if you don't like it scroll away! This is purely a smut with a small plot! Not good with a smut soooo scroll away if you find it uninterested. English is not my first language so yeah im sorry.

Yandere Luke's POV

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

"Strip for me."

A sentence that made Luke's heart skip a beat.

Fuck that's hot.

He slowly unbutton his cardigan, pulling it off with his pink shirt. The gaze that never leaves him made him more nervous. The male unzip his pants before pulling down, shyly looking anywhere but the person in front of him.

He folded his clothes neatly and put it on bedside table before sitting down at the middle of the bed. He sighs nervously, this is the first time he will have an intercourse with a person. Especially to the person he loved. Luke tries to keep his face calm as much as possible, but he cannot help but to breathe a little—like having a difficulty of breathing—when the woman infront of him starts to crawl towards him. His cock is half hard and it was curving upward, getting hard by every seconds. One of her hands starts to pull his legs closer to her. The first touch made Luke close his eyes, savoring the her hold on his skin.

"Touch yourself baby~ come on.. show me how it's done." Those whispers made him gulped in anticipation. It making him arouse even more. His trembling hand went to wrap around his shaft before his hand motions went up and down. He bit his lower lip suppressing his cute moans. He breathe through his nose emitting a small noises from the back of his throat at the sensation he was feeling between his legs.

When his eyes flutter open to look at the person infront of him. The look on her face made him bite his lip more. The way those sultry looks makes him feel small and safe."Don't hold back your moans. Lemme hear it, yeah?"

The omega feel a shame and shyness the way those (e/c) orbs looked at his cock that is starting to ooze out of his pre-cum.

"Slow... I want to see how my pretty baby stroke his pretty cock..." the omega obeyed at her sweet command. Of course, he would slow everything for her. And gosh, she's calling him pretty? Is he pretty? She has him flustered and whimpering at the nickname. Being called baby is enough but pretty? Her praise alone can make him go undone real quick.

"That's right baby... you're doing good for me.." she praised.

He moaned, he can't hold back anymore. "(Y-y/n)..! Nghh!"

The beta infront of him lean closer to kiss his neck slowly, she was even smiling smugly.

"Don't cum until I say so, yeah?" She shows her canine biting his collarbone making him gasped, nodding at her instruction. Bite him more! More mark him? His body is only for her. The only person who sees him as a person. The fondling on his shaft were stuttering everytime she leave a bite or a kiss around his neck and torso. It was difficult not to cum immediately with those sweet teasing touches from her. Luke called her name softly. "I'm here baby." She mutters licking his earlobe before biting it softly. This made the male huffs out of short breaths. His eyes are half daze, his hand around his cock were getting sloppy. "You wanna cum?"

"Y-yes.."

"Not yet... Hold it in okay? You're doing well so far." She kissed his lips. Luke whined at her reply but he kissed her back. She pulled away and starts attacking his neck once again. Smelling his pheromones. The beta hummed in delight."You smell good, baby~ all for me yeah?"

The omega nod. "A-all for (Y-y/n)..hahhngh!"

"I love you." She whispered between kisses and bites on his chest. Luke pants,"I-I love (y/n) t-too."

He didn't mean to cum when he felt a teasing bite from his nipple. The cum dribble down to his shaft, down to his fingers. It was so fast, he didn't mean to came to fast.

"That's.. to fast..." She commented. Luke bit his lower lip. He felt ashamed.

"baby~" she chuckled. One of her thumb went to press into his nipples, pressing and circling it in motion. Luke whimpered. "I-I'm sorry, i didn't mean to cu—"

She grabbed his hand that was wrapped around his cock replacing it with hers before leaning again to his face, plantinh her lips on his, resulting for Luke to lay down the bed. One of the beta's hands went to hook the omega's right leg onto her hips.

Luke moaned, drowning at the woman's pheromones. Both of his hands went to unbutton her shirt pulling it away from her body and then unclasping her bra behind, throwing it somewhere in his bedroom. He gasped when his cock's slit is being rub in a little fast. Her tongue that's exploring his mouth went deeper after he opened his mouth from the surprised.

"Nghh..!hungh~!" He whine when she push her tongue deeper into him. She's too much for him! She's devouring him a little to fast.

When she pulled her kiss away wiping the saliva from her chin, she chuckled when she noticed his face. Luke may look pathetic under her gaze, that's fine by him as long as he can please her. He whimpered when the (h/c) laugh, one of her hand that wasn't stroking his cock went to wipe his drool from his chin. "You're so cute."

"(Y-y/n)..." He murmurmed before getting surprised when she goes down below him, between his legs.

The omega cried, feeling a teasing kisses on his tip and a painfully slow stroke on his shaft. Shallow breaths is huffing out from his mouth.

"Messy.." he heard her muttered, the way the sticky pre cum went to her hands before licking his tip and then swallowing him halfway.

Squelching sounds were echoing inside the bedroom. Luke's hair already disheveled, his bangs were sticky on to his face due to the sweat producing from his body. The male was covering his mouth, muffled moans and whimpers were coming into him. He is biting the back of his palm, getting teary from the ministration below his stomach.

"H-hahh....nnghh (y/n) p-please!"

He feels so good, the way her warmth from her mouth just added stimulation—her tongue twirling on his cock slit. She's too much! Too fucking much! If she keeps doing this he will cum sooner!

He grab a handful of hair trying to pull the beta away between his legs for feeling the overstimulation. The way his cock disappears in her mouth was so intoxicating to look at. Everything about her is just endearing, his desires for her has increased ten fold. Your moans vibrating around his haven. "(Y/n)... N-no s-stop—hukk! Hahh!" Feeling his high is about to reach but suddenly the said person stopped. Popping out her mouth from his cock.

"Ffuck..!" The pink haired male cursed. He looked down between his legs to see you kissing his tip, running her hands up and down at his shaft, teasing him. You look so beautiful.

So pretty,

So ethereal,

So gorgeous,

"(Y-y/n).." he whined arching his back slightly hoping she would go back to giving him an oral butthe female smirk at his frustrations. Luke stares at her with a teary eyes, she grab the hand that was gripping her hair before kissing the palm and then intertwining it with hers. The (h/c) haired woman lick her lips, stroking him for a bit and then she halts. "I thought you said to stop?" She teased. "(Y/n) P-please that's n-not what I—"

The woman below him went back swallowing him again, bobbing your head up and down faster than the last time. Luke never felt euphoric other than this. The way her eyes flutter, not breaking an eye contact with him is just too much for the omega. Everything about her is so sensual, so beautiful, so ethereal. The person who will cherish him.

The male feel flustered when her eyes landed to so many love bites and hickey she left from his neck all the way down to his thighs. Those captivating (e/c) orbs made his heart pounded even more. His cock is throbbing inside her mouth again but the omega whined when her hands stops, pulling her mouth away from him. "S-stop teasing please! L-let me have it!" He cried. Pushing his hips up to meet her mouth but she only gave him a smile."Baby.. you have to be patient~" she whispered. Tracing her nose from his stomach till she reach beside his right ear. "You have to be quiet too~ don't want your neighbors hear your sinful voice now, do you?" The woman got up and leaned down his face. The purple eyed male pulls her head with his other free hand kissing her deeply, licking every corner of her mouth as both of them groan in pleasure. His manhood stood up grinding himself to her belly. The pre-cum starts smear on her stomach.

(Y/n) other hand went to grab his hips stopping him from grinding, she let herself go from the kiss clicking her tongue in a teasing manner. "Ah-Ah-ah~.... Someone's getting eager.."

The beta woman kissed his forehead basking into his scent as Luke gazed at her with tears threatening to spill from his eyes."..don't tease me...!" He plead, ignoring the way his voice cracked. She only gave him a teasing smile.

Luke can't help but to find everything about her hot. Especially those smile.

The hands that was still entertwined was pulled to her lips. The (h/c) haired woman switch her hand that intertwined brush under his wrist to grab it, kissing every fingertips of Luke. He shudders the way her gaze never break eye contact with him, until she bite the side of his palm. Luke hissed watching as she kiss it as a way to apologize.

"Help me pull down this, pretty." She instructs referring to her box pants. Luke eagerly helped her, their other hand still intertwined. He pulls it down her until it reaches to her feet and she kicks it away as it landed on the floor. He brought back his leg that was once on her hips.

"Spread them f'me better, baby." She whispered, refferring to his lower body. Carressing his thigh with her available hand letting his wrist go. You pinch both of his inner thighs licking your lips, your eyes peering down between his legs. "Gosh you're so soak down here..." The beta chuckled, prodding one finger in his ass. The juice coming out from him kissed her fingers and brought it up to her face. The female is smirking giving him a teasing look."Oh my... Do you see this baby? How wet you are f'me?" She purred. The male bit his lower lip looking away in embarrassment." Awe, don't be shy now... You sounded like a slut earlier." She taunted letting go off her hand from his. Focusing on his pleasure once again.

"(Y-y/n)!" The omega yelped when he felt two finger inserted in his hole without a warning. He wasn't expecting her to insert it already. It felt like his inside is clenching on her fingers as she scissor it in motion before curling it and then inserting another finger. He moaned arching his back the way she added more stimulation as your other hand went stroking his shaft. "Say my name.. Luke, who's making you feel good right now? Who do you belong to?" Her lips swallowed his tip licking the slit between.

"N-no! Its too much! Ngh.. huhhhghh!" He gripped the sheets besides him. This is heaven.

A paradise for him.

The way she hit his right spot made him utterly in heaven.

She went faster and faster. The feeling of her power on his body is making him feel so many emotions, a triple desire, a new addiction.

"Ahh! Hahh!"

She slightly chokes when his own body push his hip to her mouth unexpectedly. "H-hahh..nnoo (Y/n) please! It's too good! T-too much!" He babbled.

But she stop, moving her mouth away from his cock. The female pulled out her wet fingers from him, stroking his shaft painfully slow. Luke whined. The high he was about to reach was snatched by the same person who gives him the access to experience it.

"W-why?! Why did you stop again?!" He cried."p-please! Just let me have m-my way... Please!"

"You didn't answer my question earlier, baby." she teased. She pull his leg to her shoulder even more having more access to his entrance as her prod his twitching hole with her fingers. "Who do you belong to?" Her voice was small. "Who could make you shudder like this? Make you feel good hmm? Tell me, baby~"

The beta insert one finger curling it around and then going in and out painfully slow. Luke bit his lip. Hearing how his entrance squelched in just one finger you inserted. It's so slutty and he can't believe he can get off on that. He whimpered before muttering your name.

She teased. "Hmm? I didn't hear you~what was that?"

"(Y-y/n)! I b-belong to (Y/n)!" He blurted. "Please!m-make me feel good! I'm yours!" One tear fell from his eyes.

The beta giggled kissing his cheeks before going back down between his legs. "See? It's not to hard to say it... That's my good boy. You're mine as I am yours." She praised.

She went back to her ministration, finally giving what Luke wanted. The omega's gaze were halfdaze throwing his head back as she give him what he wanted. Carressing her hair, he praises her.He came inside her throat, the male witness how the beta between his leg swallowing his spent. Coughing a little before sitting up straight, his leg on her shoulder stayed there as she guided it higher until its beside her neck. The woman straddle on the omega's hip except the side where his leg that is lifted on her shoulder. Luke looked at her entrance, he shudders seeing her own entrance is damp too. It so perfect for him.

"You ready, baby?" She ask gripping his leg on her shoulder, leaning down on him. Her entrance is hovering over his dick.

Luke gulped, his eyes full of lust, love and longing. He nod. "Always.. (y/n).. only for you."

She smiled kissing his jaw. Luke sighs dreamily, begging her. "(Y/n) put m-me in. Please, please!"

She chuckled at him being impatient as he is. "As my baby's wish~"

She slowly slip her entrance, warming his cock. The two groan in the sensation. The pink haired omega feel flustered watching as she sunk deeper into his cock. He groaned the way her gummy walls tighten around his cock as her slowly starts ride him.

"S-shit—! (Y/n). Feel so good! Oh hahh...!"The pink haired sob. "I-I will knot you!...nghh! I will knot you..oh so g-good! Please let me knot you!"

The moaning and groaning and slapping skin can be heard inside Luke's room. "Fuck, Luke..." She moaned, he quickly catching her by intertwining his hands with hers again as his other hand went to her hips guiding her, while finding her sweet spot. Her hips stuttered when he finally did. The couple can feel the climax. "Let it go, baby... Make me yours—hahh..."

"G-give me all... Fill m-me up..!" She moaned out.

Luke cursed, feeling the stars in his vision. The stimulation was too much to bare. He can't, the way she tighten around him was too much—too good!

"(Y/n)—"

"Shit. Luke hold my hand tighter b-baby—!" You stutter feeling that you are about to reach the high. Luke tightened his hold on her hand intertwining her hands again. Kissing him deeply, riding him faster, his other hand guide her hips bouncing in the right position to make her and himself feel good. Just a few more and both of them will feel the climax.

Luke lapped her lips as she did the same, crashing your weight down on him. "I'm close!" He whimpered closing his eyes any second now he will knot her.

He can feel it, the way she tightened even more around him. Any second now he will shoot his love inside her womb, regardless how a pair between omegas and betas has a small percentage of chance on having a child. Still Luke will do it again and again with her until she is knoted perfectly to have his children.

The woman lick his mouth asking for him to kiss her, Luke obeyed. Pulling his head up to reach her face, the couple busy by love making. A small tune of background is starting.

"Baby... I-I think something is ringing.." she groaned , the room starts to get filled by something unknown sounds. The omega didn't notice he was to busy at love making session. He heard a familiar sound. One that he usually hear whenever he wanted to re-watch his favorite show. And a tube that he set up for the alarm clock.

"KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE~"

Purple eyes went wide open, sitting up straight. His pyjamas is drenched with his own swea, his lower region on the other hand was the most soak part.

Wait ...

The pink haired male glared at the beat up alarm clock that sang a song he used to love. He grab it and threw it at the nearby wall. Making the object explode its contents another task he will have to do it later when he get home.

Fuck...

The omega male is angry, he can't believe that all of that was just a dream. A wet dream. He didn't even get to fucking reach the heaven! Frustration is an understantment mood for what he is feeling right now.

This isn't new to him, It's been a month since he's having a love making fantasies with her and everytime the two of them about to reach the peak on that session, he would wake up sweating, hard, his pheromone sticking throughout his room.

He grab a pillow and buried his head as he screams. The omega didn't care if his neighbors heard him. He had to stomp all the way to his bathroom connected to his room.

He pulled down his pants, looking straight to the bathroom mirror. The omega starts to jerk himself off. Panting at the sensation between his legs.

He bit his lip suppressing his moan. Imagining how he wished it was her behind him towering over guiding him how to stroke himself. Carressing his torso as her lips was right beside his ear whispering sensually,

"just like that baby~ let me see how you make yourself good."

He can't help but moan her name as he look at himself, being sweaty.

"can you see yourself so cute? So presentable for me? Oh baby, you're doing so good."

He closed his eyes, liking the idea of her kissing his earlobe as she taunts him, "go on baby... Let it go.. let it all out, my love."

His cum smeared some part of his cabinet door and some went to his wall. Luke cursed himself as he slowly comes down to his reality.

He gritted his teeth wanting to smash something but he doesn't like the idea of cleaning more mess.

He grab a tissue at beside the sink and start wiping it. Cleaning all his mess and himself. A cold shower would do nice to steam off this hormones he is feeling.

Once he calms down, he glared at the wall across his room. Infront of it was a small calendar. His eyes lit up.

He realize that today is the day he get to meet (Y/n).

The sourness mood in the morning soon dissipated as soon as the thought of her meeting him this week! And that day is today!

The omega got up, getting a quick breakfast and eat it, brushing his teeth, finding his favorite perfume he can find, spraying it to the each side of his neck, the one where she told him that he smells good last time. He look at the fridge with her and him smiling at the polaroid. His eyes soften as he gaze at her goofy smile. He took his butterfly knife pocket it beneath his sweater. Incase, he could protect from any harm. The male went to double check his basement just incase the man, who tried to assault him, he tortured last night wasn't escaping before leaving the house. He hopes he will die in starvation and infection before he dump his rotten flesh from the bone grinder and use it to throw it away as a foul meat.

Once, he lock the door behind him. He sprinted out of his house to the nearby bus stop so he can quickly get on time with you.

It took him twelve minutes to get to his destination. He hop down from the bus and starts to run again, he had to stop by at the his favorite cafe to buy some fruit tea she likes so both of him and her can enjoy the day on the park.

He skips happily, exiting out of the cafe as he look at the time from his watch to see that he still early. As he passed two blocks, he saw a (h/c) haired nearby. He quickly gaze to see if that's actually his crush, and it's actually her.

"(Y/n)!" Luke waved his hands, happy that he got to finally meet her again. He was carrying a two drinks, a fruit tea.Excitement was filling him up when he finally got to hang out with her on the week end. It has been three months and the two became bestfriends—atleast for her that is how she view her relationship with him. For Luke, it was just a step to make her his.

As he reached towards her, his smile starts to died down, his hands that was waving at her direction starts to waver. He witnessed that she is talking to someone, it was more like she is arguing with it. He was taller her height only reach on his shoulders length, he was built, a muscular. He reek of something he loathed. An alpha.

Why the hell is he talking to her?

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mattsturniolosmuse · 2 months

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This is a request for @libbyissumelse, thanks for the request pookie!

Summary: You model some bikinis for your step brother, Luke, and ask him which one to bring to the party. He snaps pictures of you, being a pervert and all that jazz.

Warnings: smut, p in v, perv stepbro! luke, dirty talk, oral (male receiving), rough sex, dom! luke, sub! reader, spitting, pure filth

You try on your first bikini. It was a lavender purple, and had a cool twist in the top. The bottoms had lace on the side, and was thin enough to be a thong; but not quite.

"Luke, can I ask you some questions?" You call to your step brother down the hallway. Half a minute later, he emerges in your bedroom and plops himself on the bed, looking at you.

"Yes?" He asks, staring at you.

"Well, I'm going to a pool party and I don't know which bikini I should wear. I just bought a whole bunch of new ones." You say, eyeing your bathing suit in the mirror, sucking in your stomach.

"Well- um- yeah, sure." Luke says, his eyes taking in everything he was seeing. The bikini fit perfectly. It hugged your waist, and your ass was begging for attention. Luke had a vivid image of boys flirting with you at the party, and it made him angry. You were his and only his.

"Lemme see the front." Luke says, clearing his throat. You turn towards him, putting your hands on your hips.

"Mhm. That one's pretty." Luke says. You turn back around, and Luke fumbles with his phone to snap a picture. It was perfect; you could see your front in the mirror, and your whole back.

You stalk off to the bathroom to switch bathing suits. This one was a dark blue, and had a short skirt for a bottom. The top was designed with small jewels that resembled diamonds.

"That one is gorgeous. It looks great on you, sweetheart. It brings out your eyes." Luke says. You blush at the use of 'sweetheart.'

You change into your final bathing suit. It was a neon orange, and it was a thong. The top barely covered your breasts. You didn't know about this one. Sure, it made you look hot and older, but, you didn't really want that kind of attention.

This bathing suit made blood rush to Luke's dick. He groans inwardly, snapping a picture of you as you check yourself out in the mirror. He imagines your ass bouncing as he fucks you, doggy style.

A tent in his pants formed. His cock was throbbing, and a wet spot was growing. He needed you. So bad.

"Luke, how do you like it?" You ask, twirling.

I like it so much that I need you to suck me off.

"...what?" You ask.

"Fuck!" Luke says, realizing that he said his thought out loud.

"Just- sorry. Fuck." Luke says, leaving your room to go to his.

He takes his throbbing cock out of his pants, and starts to jack himself off until you enter the room, closing the door behind you.

You remove his hands from his cock, kissing the tip gently. You look up at him with innocent eyes, then take him fully inside of your mouth.

Luke gargles, throwing his head back.

"Oh, sweetheart." He moans out, pulling your hair into a messy ponytail, pulling your head up and down on him.

You gag as he hits the back of your throat. You cup his balls, and he lets out a pornographic moan. You feel him twitching.

"Sweetheart, I'm-I'm gonna-" Luke moans, but before he could finish his sentence, his loud shoots down your throat.

That was the hardest that he's ever cum before.

You wipe the excess off of your chin with your arm, smirking at him.

"You look so fucked out. Want me to-" You're cut off by Luke grabbing your wrist and throwing you onto the bed. He pins your arms above your head as you try to wriggle away.

"You think you're in charge? Silly girl." He says, kissing you. You whimper as he bites on your lower lip, his tongue slipping inside of your mouth.

He peels off your orange bikini, and throws it somewhere in the room. He sits up momentarily to take off his shirt. He attaches his lips onto your neck, sucking hickeys into the soft skin as he fumbles with his jeans and belt.

He finally gets them off, along with his boxers, and lines up with your entrance.

"Ready, pretty girl?" He asks you. You nod, licking your lips.

"Use your words. You're not a fucking baby." You would've been annoyed at his tone and words, but, because of the situation, it made you wetter than you already were.

"Yes, Luke, I'm ready." You say. He nods, and shoves his tip past your folds. He gasps, letting out a moan shortly after. He pushes in, slowly, and you squirm underneath him.

"I-it hurts." You cry out. Luke kisses you roughly.

"Take it, baby. Take it from me." He says, beginning to thrust in and out of you. His cock is deep inside of you.

"Luke!" You moan, digging your nails into his shoulders.

"God." He moans, thrusting faster. He grabs your leg and throws it over his shoulder. You are pretty much folded right over.

He looks down, and sees a bulge in your tummy. He rubs it gently.

"Feel me? Feel how deep I am in your wet pussy, baby?" Luke asks you, his balls tightening.

"Mhm. Feels so good, Luke." You moan. Everything about the situation made you want to scream. Luke was so deep inside of you. He was so big, too. You never thought your own step brother would be fucking you so hard into his mattress.

You fist the bed sheets in your hands, arching your back as Luke hits a new spot inside of you.

"Open." Luke says. You part your lips, scared of what would happen if you didn't. Luke gathers spit in his mouth and spits into your mouth.

"Hold it in there, swallow it when you cum." Luke says. You nod, closing your mouth. He thrusts into you a few more times, before you finally release, swallowing his spit as you do so.

You open your mouth for him. He nods, pulling out of you and cumming all over your stomach. Your chest is heaving, and he kisses your tit gently before collapsing beside you.

"So, the orange one it is?" You ask. He nods.

"Only if I can come and be the only one to fuck you."

Thank you so, so much for the request! This was too much fun to write. Keep the requests coming!

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harunayuuka2060 · 4 months

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*Ten years have passed since MC arrived in the Devildom*

Mammon: Oi, MC! Are you done with your homework? Lucifer will get mad at ya' if you didn't do any of it.

MC: Mammon... I need help with Math.

Mammon: Huh? Ya' strugglin' with it? Let me see.

MC: *hands him their Math homework*

Mammon: Yo, this one is easy. Aren't ya listenin' in class?

Mammon: You're lucky you have a genius like me.

Levi: *walks by* That's the only time you're useful.

Mammon: Hey! What did ya say just now, huh, Levi?! Grr! *gives MC's homework back*

MC: Thank you, Mammon! *hugs him*

Mammon: Yeah, yeah. Don't get close to other demons, okay?

Mammon: Stay vigilant.

MC: *nods*

Lucifer: MC? Are you ready?

MC: Hm. But Luci? I thought Tantan would take me to RAD today?

Lucifer: No. I'm not busy so I will take you there as usual.

Lucifer: Unless you don't want to spend time with me? *sad frowns*

MC: Of course not! I always enjoy your company, Luci. *smiles innocently*

Mammon: Oi! Oi! Cut it out! *pulling MC to hug* I'm your best brother here and not Lucifer!

Lucifer: Mammon, it seems you're forgetting that I'm their adoptive father.

Mammon: ...

Mammon: *hugs MC tighter* So is Lord Diavolo, but why are ya not living together?

Lucifer: ...

Lucifer: Mammooon...

Mammon: Eek!

MC: I'm going to be late to school.

Lucifer: Right. Let's go now, MC. And Mammon, you're dead to me later.

Mammon: Ugh...

Lucifer: Always call me if anything happens.

MC: *nods*

Lucifer: Or if you cannot reach me, you can ask Diavolo or Barbatos.

MC: But are they not extremely busy?

Lucifer: We will always make time for you. *kisses their forehead*

MC: *smiles*

MC: Take care, Luci.

Lucifer: *smiles back* You too. *then takes his leave*

MC: ...

Mephistopheles: MC, there you are.

MC: *turns around to face Mephisto* Good morning. *smiles*

Mephistopheles: Good morning. Are you going to class now? Let me accompany you.

MC: Haha, thank you.

Mephistopheles: What's funny?

MC: I just recalled how you shooed me away on our first meeting.

Mephistopheles: That's because you looked like a certain someone.

Mephistopheles: You gave me the creeps that day.

Mephistopheles: *mutters* I thought Lord Diavolo made a clone of them again.

MC: ???

Mephistopheles: Nothing. I'll be subbing for your first period. Make sure you can answer my questions later.

MC: Won't you just tell me the answers?

Mephistopheles: What's the point of studying then? And I'm your teacher. At least be respectful.

MC: ...

MC: *smiles* You don't look like a teacher, Mephisto.

Mephisto: You-

Diavolo: Look at this, Barbatos! *chuckles* My baby got a perfect score on their quizzes!

Barbatos: Yes, my lord.

MC: *smiling, but feeling a bit embarrassed*

Diavolo: I should frame these and hang them on the wall.

MC: Barb, please stop him.

Barbatos: Unfortunately, it won't be possible.

MC: *is on their way to Majolish*

MC: I wonder what Asmo is up to.

Luke: On your own again?

MC: Luke?

Luke: *walks up to them* How many times do I need to warn you?

MC: *smiles* You've been doing so in the last ten years.

Luke: Where are you headed?

MC: I'll be meeting Asmo. You have nothing to worry about.

Luke: ...

Luke: Let me put a protective spell on you just to be safe.

MC: ...

MC: Luke, thank you for always looking out for me.

Luke: I'm only doing this because I can't trust those demons.

MC: ...

MC: Is there really no way for you to-

Luke: No.

MC: ...

Luke: I'm done. Always take care of yourself, MC. *then walks away*

MC: ...

Asmo: What do you think, Lucifer~? MC looks good in their clothes, right~? Meticulously selected by Yours Truly~.

The brothers: It's ugly.

Asmo: What?!

Lucifer: Can you NOT make them wear anything revealing, Asmo?

Asmo: Huh?! They're basically covered except for their shoulders!

Belphie: Still revealing.

Satan: I agree. MC, next time Asmo asks you to wear something, decline him immediately.

Asmo: Hmph!

MC: Haha...

Simeon: Where have you been, Luke?

Luke: I came to check on the human.

Simeon: Are they doing fine?

Luke: Fortunately, yes.

Simeon: *smiles* It's been ten years. And the brothers are taking care of them well.

Luke: *looks displeased* Are you trying to imply something, Simeon?

Simeon: ...

Simeon: You haven't still let your guard down...

Luke: ...

Luke: Has Michael sent another letter asking us to return?

Simeon: Yes. Will you be answering it this time?

Luke: ...Yes. But I want him to send someone before we go back to the Celestial Realm.

Simeon: Who's on your mind?

Luke: Gabriel.

Simeon: ...

Simeon: Yes. He's a good choice.

Michael: Let me borrow your identity for a while, Gabriel.

Gabriel: You would still do it even if I don't let you.

Michael: *smiles* I appreciate your cooperation.

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me mc #obey me lucifer #obey me brothers #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me luke #obey me simeon #obey me mephistopheles #obey me michael #obey me gabriel

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to-thelakes · 3 months

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I think Luke is low-key a little possessive. Not in like a jealous you can't talk to anyone way but like marking you up and wanting you to tell him you're his during sex. He also enjoys seeing you in his clothes

yours

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; luke wants to give you all the pleasure he can but maybe he gives a little too much

warnings; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+, smut, pure smut, breeding kink (if you squint), overstimulation (so much overstimulation), a lot of talk of fluids, reader squirts once, luke marks reader up, hurt/comfort but not really hurt (reader is just overstimulated and pleasure drunk), little bit of crying because of said overstimulation, just really horny, dom!luke, sub!reader

notes; i feel like the actual fic may have veered away from the ask a bit but i kind of took luke being possessive and fucking ran with it, like RAN with it, uhm, yeah, a 3k one-shot of just luke and reader being horny, i've shared like horny one-shots before but this feels like a new level so uhm, i hope you enjoy and any feedback is helpful since i literally never share my smutty writings!

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Luke’s arms were caging you in as he slowly thrusted into you. He had already pulled two or three orgasms from just slowly fucking into you and your mind was drunk on pleasure. He was kissing you as you moaned and whined into his mouth. His tongue licking into your mouth as your nails dug into his chest, scratching at his tanned skin. Every sensation was maddening.

And then his lips slipped from yours and down to your neck. He nipped at your skin and you threw your head back, giving him access to every inch of skin on your throat. He had already left hickeys that you knew weren’t gonna fade for days but you really didn’t care. You loved when he marked you up. You also knew that he loved doing it.

“My pretty carina,” He mumbled against your throat and you whined. His thrusts were still slow, dragging everything out as you squeezed your eyes shut. You felt like you were being slowly torn apart and it was like nothing you’d ever experienced, even with him. He had come back from a case desperate and needy and he hadn’t even cum yet. Instead, he was trying to draw as many orgasms from you as he could.

“Luke,” You whined, feeling the familiar pressure in your gut. Your walls contracted around him and he groaned against your neck. His head fell forward, his forehead resting against your throat as he squeezed his eyes shut. You were whining and kneening, digging your fingers into any part of him that you could, “Oh God,” You moaned as your back arched. He was desperately trying to hold back blowing his load as his teeth sunk into your neck. The way you felt around him only made it harder to control and everything shunted forward as you gushed around him. It was dripping down your ass and thighs, coating every part of you in sticky slick. But Luke didn’t let up.

“Luke,” You whined, throwing your head back as he continued his slow, even thrusts. Your walls were so sensitive and your legs were shaking, “Please,” You continued, not even entirely sure what you were begging for. Luke smirked against your skin before he lifted his head up so he could look at you. He rested his hand against your cheek as he continued his measured thrusts.

“What is it, baby?” He asked, somehow still put together despite everything. Your cunt was wet, warm and he was slipping in and out so easily. You didn’t understand how he was able to hold on for this long. You felt your sanity beginning to slip as he continued to thrust into you, your mind so drunk on pleasure that you couldn’t think straight. You couldn’t even respond to his question which made him smirk, “Am I making you feel good?” He asked, a teasing lilt to his tone. You tried desperately to nod, moaning as he adjusted his hips to get a better angle. His cock hit your cervix with every thrust and you could barely think straight, “Who’s making you feel good?” He continued as he rested his forehead against yours. Your breaths were mingling as you whined and keened, chest pressed against his as your fingers moved to drag down his chest.

“You, you are,” You moaned out as he shoved into you particularly harshly. Your eyes fell closed as you dug your nails into his back, “Just you, only you, oh God, Luke,” You devolved into mindlessly whining and panting as you felt another orgasm already begin to make itself known. Your walls were contracting around him and he squeezed his eyes shut again. It was getting harder and harder to hold himself back.

“Am I gonna make you cum again? Cum for me, baby.” His voice was in your ear and it sent you over the edge. Your nails dug into his back, leaving crescent shaped marks on his shoulders as you gushed around him. Your legs were shaking, wrapped around his waist as you convulsed, desperately trying to work through the orgasm but it was getting harder. Especially when he was still slowly thrusting into you, your walls were so oversensitive, you felt like you were losing your mind. Eyes squeezed shut, panting, whining and your back arched while your nails dug into his back. It was probably painful but he made no indication that it bothered him as your head was thrown back. It was impossible to even think.

And he was still thrusting into you. Every single one sent pleasure tickling up your spine and it was toeing the fine line between pleasure and pain and you could feel yourself slipping away. You weren’t even sure how long he had been thrusting into you and you knew that you were whining and moaning his name but you weren’t sure what you were saying. You were babbling as he continued to suck hickeys into your neck and mumble about how you were his and only his. It was maddening.

“Fuck,” Luke whined, goddamn whined against your throat as he felt your tightening around him again. You were panting, breathless and dazed as you felt yourself cumming again. Tears were dripping down your face, your pleasure-addled mind completely lost in itself as he thrusted again and again. But it was getting too much and he abruptly pulled out just as you came.

You squirted, goddamn squirted but without his cock to squeeze around, you had nothing to latch onto. You damn near sobbed as you clawed at his back, trying to work through your orgasm without anything. Luke was panting against your throat, hands digging into the mattress as he tried to calm himself down.

“Luke,” You whined, your orgasm finally having passed and your hand lazily moved to tug at his hair. Every movement was sluggish and slow and your grip was weak but he lifted his head up anyway. Your eyes were barely able to focus on him, tears of pleasure still streaming down your face as you tried to tug him to you, “Please, cum in me, please,” You begged. You rested your forehead against his, pressing soft kisses to his lips between whimpers of ‘please’. Luke’s eyes fell closed as his hand moved to cup your jaw.

“You want me to fill you up?” He asked. You nodded your head as you tugged at his hair with a weak grip. “Please, I’m yours. Want you to show me how much you love me. Want you. Just you, please. Please, I need to feel it,” You were begging breathlessly, not even entirely sure what you were saying. It was just endless babble as you told him that you belonged to him and that you needed him. Luke groaned against your lips before he looked down to line himself back up before he slipped in. You let out a high-pitched whine. Your walls were so sensitive but you didn’t care. You just wanted him to cum, you needed him to.

“Tell me who you belong to,” He whispered against your lips as he began to fuck into you again. His thrusts started off slow and he watched your mouth fall open. Your body gave in to him again as your legs fell from around his waist.

“You, just you. Always belonged to you, Luke,” You rambled. It was almost like a mantra, a chant and you couldn’t think of saying anything else. His name was the only thing your pleasure-addled mind could come out with and his thrusts began to speed up. It wasn’t slow anymore, it was rough and you were being fucked back into the headboard as you whined. Your head was thrown back and his lips attached to your collarbones, biting and sucking at the skin between his groans and pants. Your walls were squeezing around him involuntarily as he thrusted harder and faster, chasing his orgasm. They became less rhythmic and you knew he was going to cum.

“Please, wanna feel you,” You begged as he moved, “I belong to you. Wanna feel you dripping inside me all day.” Luke moaned against your chest, your words making his hips stutter before he buried into you and painted your walls white with his cum. He panted against your collarbone as he thrusted once or twice more before he settled against you. His dick was still buried in you as he collapsed against your body.

His head rested above your heart and he could hear how fast it was beating as he panted, desperately trying to get his breath back.

“Fuck, Luke,” You mumbled softly. He chuckled, his chest rumbling and you whined softly, feeling his dick change positions inside of you, “I can’t- I can’t take anymore,” You muttered after a moment. Your voice was so quiet and fragile. Luke understood what you meant and though he felt boneless from his own orgasm, he lifted up enough to support himself.

“Just breathe, I’m gonna pull out,” He warned you. One hand rested against your face as he slowly pulled his softening dick from you. You whined at the loss, your eyes squeezing shut to prevent tears from falling before you pressed your thighs together. The sticky wetness of your cunt and thighs was something that you were both incredibly familiar with and it made Luke pout when you closed your legs.

“Give me a- give me a minute,” You mumbled, voice cracking. Luke nodded and he moved up so that he was cupping your face.

“It’s okay,” He whispered softly against your lips. You hummed out in response before you let out a ragged breath, “You did so well. You were perfect,” He added. Your shoulders sagged at the praise, the feelings of euphoria somehow becoming even better with his soft praise. His lips moved to kiss your forehead, “You need to get cleaned up though,” He reminded. You whined and shook your head side-to-side, thinking about how overstimulating it would be on your poor abused cunt. You didn’t even want to think about it.

“No, no, no. Let me just. I wanna stay here, let me stay here,” You begged, hands moving to cover your face as the tears began to blur your vision all over again. The very thought of getting out of bed made you want to start crying. Your emotions were all out of whack after the mind-blowing number of orgasms that he had given you. You could feel the lump forming in your throat at even the thought of anything touching your cunt right now.

“Hey, hey,” Luke’s voice softened as he took a gentle hold of your wrist. He had never seen you so emotionally wrecked from him fucking you. He couldn’t help but feel a little guilty. It twinged at his gut but he did his best to ignore it so he could take care of you, “I’m right here. Baby, look at me.” His voice was so soft yet commanding. It was hard not to listen to him as you forced your eyes open and let him take your wrists away. Tears were blurring your vision and a few of them began to fall as he admired you with such love, “What’s wrong?” He asked. You let out a choked sob at his question and your hands moved to tug at his neck, wanting to hold him.

“Too sensitive, don’t, can’t touch it,” You rambled. Luke let you drag him into a hug, letting you hold his hand as he did his best to keep any pressure off your lower half.

“Okay, what about a bath? Nobody has to touch it,” He suggested from where you had forced him onto your chest. You nodded and he smiled softly. He took a hold of your hand, pressing a kiss to your palm before he moved to sit up on his knees, “I’ll run a bath. Just stay here,” He said. You nodded but your lip was quivering. It was clear that you didn’t want him to leave but he knew that he needed to get you both cleaned up in whatever way he could. His own thighs and dick were covered in your slick and as much as he loved the feeling, he also knew that he needed to clean it up at some point.

Once Luke had disappeared into the bathroom, you curled up on your side. Your cunt was still so sensitive and the only way you could stop feeling the twinge was by relaxing your thighs. It took everything in you to concentrate on that so your emotions were going haywire.

You wanted Luke back with you in bed, you needed his touch and even though he was only the room over, you began to cry. It was soft at first, little hiccuping sobs before they got louder. You needed to be with Luke and so, you pushed yourself off the bed.

Your legs were shaky, like jelly, from the way he’d fucked you and you were barely able to keep yourself upright but you used the dresser and the walls of your bedroom to get to the ensuite. You were still sobbing, they were soft but ugly noises as you pushed the door open. Luke’s head snapped up and his face broke into a frown when he saw your disheveled state.

“What, what happened? Are you okay?” He asked quickly. You stumbled over to him before wrapping your arms around him.

“Just needed you,” You managed between soft hiccuping sobs. He was still frowning as he wrapped you up in a hug. He had never seen you like this after sex. It honestly terrified him and the guilt was wrapping him up. You were sobbing, covered in marks and he knew that you liked it. He knew that it didn’t bother you and you would have used the safe word if something went too far that you didn’t like but you hadn’t. He didn’t know what to think.

“Did I hurt you?” Luke asked as he wrapped you up in his arms. You shook your head.

“Felt so good,” You mumbled between hiccups. His hand ran soothing circles across your back and it was calming the tears down, “Felt so good but wanted to be with you. I didn’t want to be without you. Just needed your arms around me.” You were rambling, your emotions really were haywire. Luke didn’t know what to think and so he just caressed your hair and rubbed your back until your sobs had subsided.

The bath was also drawn and so he switched the taps off before he let you towards it. He insisted that you get in first and so, you slipped into the water. It was warm and you instantly felt so much better. It soothed your frayed nerves but when you looked at Luke, he seemed hesitant to join you. His mouth was set into a frown.

“What’s wrong?” You asked softly. Your eyes were still red and puffy and your cheeks were tear-streaked but Luke made you feel better. He had made everything so much better. You reached out for his hand but he seemed hesitant to touch it, “Please, get in the bath,” You mumbled, feeling your eyes get teary again. You were beginning to think that you had done something wrong and the terror gripped you, “Please,” Your voice cracked. Luke was quick to kneel down on the bathroom floor so he was on the same level as you. His hand held you.

“Did I cross a line?” He asked, voice serious. You shook your head. Your mind was so scrambled but that was one thing you were sure of, “I need words.” Your head fell forward and you swallowed the lump in your throat.

“I would have said something. You didn’t, you didn’t cross a line. Please, I want you here. Please,” You were practically begging for him and even if you were still an emotional wreck, he noted that it was the most put together you had sounded since he had cum.

With a reluctant nod of his head, he got up to his feet and slipped into the bath behind you. Within seconds, you had curled up on his chest and you rested your head against his pec. You were just glad that he was here.

The two of you stayed in the bath until the water was cold, sitting in comfortable silence apart from when you mumbled to each other about cleaning up. Luke had done his best to be gentle as he washed your thighs and your cunt was less sensitive which meant he was able to gently wipe across it. Your clit twitched but otherwise, you felt fine.

You were then able to turn your attention to him and as you came back from the emotional wreck that Luke’s fucking had made you, you cleaned him up. You started with his thighs before you spread water across his chest and arms. You kissed his face, showing him all that love that he wanted and as the bath went on, the rigidness of his shoulders began to relax.

Once you had both gotten out, he seemed to have fully relaxed again. You were also feeling more sober and sane than you had all night. Luke helped you dry off and then he gave you his shirt to wear to bed. You didn’t argue, you never would. You loved his shirts and when you slipped it on, you felt at ease. Luke also loved to see you in his shirts. It made him grin and when you looked at him with those adoring features, he couldn’t help the smile that overtook him.

The two of you slipped into bed after Luke changed the sheets and when you were safely snuggled up to him, he broached the question again. It was clear that Luke was a little surprised by just how fucked out you had been and when he asked if what he did was okay, you once again reassured him that you loved it.

You also confessed that you had never felt so turned on and he had pulled more orgasms from you than any man ever had. That did boost Luke’s ego a little but he was still concerned. You had been so emotional and you told him that you were only crying because you missed him and wanted to hug him. You reassured him over and over again that you had never been in pain and even let it slip that you wouldn’t mind him doing that again.

That was probably what surprised Luke the most. Considering how sensitive and upset you had been and how desperate you were for nobody to touch your cunt, you wanted to feel it again. That’s what finally soothed Luke’s guilty conscience. It was the way that you smirked over it, giggling to yourself at the thought of him fucking you like that again.

“I hope it wasn’t a one time thing,” You muttered as you traced shapes across his abdomen. You were tracing stars and squares and triangles and swirly patterns, trying not to think too much about how good it felt. If you thought too much, you’d be wet again and you’d wanna beg Luke to fuck you until you couldn’t think straight again. But considering how freaked out it made Luke, you didn’t want to put him through that again. Not until he was ready, “You can do that again whenever you want,” You added, “But if you never want to do it again, I understand.” Luke’s hand moved to your chin and he lifted up your jaw. “If you want me to do it again, I’m more than happy but not tonight,” He responded before he pressed a soft, slow, long kiss to your lips. He pulled back and you whined softly, wishing that maybe it could have lasted longer.

“Maybe not tonight,” You muttered. He hummed out in response before pressing a kiss to your temple and settling back into bed. You were exhausted, it was beginning to seep back in and the conversation continued until you fell asleep curled against his side.

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neverinadream · 9 months

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The Birthday Boy

Summary: Celebrations start early for the birthday boy...

Pairing: Christian Pulisic x Fem!Reader

Requested: Nope

Song Inspo: The Kind of Love We Make - Luke Combs

Warnings: 18+, minors dni, smut, fluff-ish, pre-established relationship, dom!christian, sub!reader, semi public, dirty talk, pet names (baby, princess, good girl...), 'slutty' is used in relation to the reader like once, praise kink-ish, nipple play, grinding, choking, biting, fingering, i think that's it's it...not edited

Notes: if i can't give the birthday boy birthday head then i'll write some smut instead, been a while since i wrote smut. feedback is always appreciated

"I don't know if I haven't told you this already, but you look so beautiful tonight," Christian says, his arm wrapping around your waist, hand resting on your hip, after leaving your seat and plopping yourself down in his lap. He nuzzles his face into your neck, the slight shadow of a beard tickling you. "But you didn't need to do all of this for me."

"Of course, I did," you disagree, your face inches from his. Butterflies swarm your belly as you notice the amber flecks scattered within his brown eyes. "It's your birthday," you continue, pressing your hand against his chest, "and since I know you'd prefer to have us curled up on the sofa, facetiming your parents, and watching reruns of Gossip Girl, rather than dining at some Michelin star restaurant...-"

Christian interrupts you with a chuckle, breaking your chain of thoughts for barely a second; just long enough for you to allow his laugh to wash over you.

"...-I had to try and make it somewhat special for you." You look back at the table, looking back at your empty plates, the candles slowly burning, casting a soft glow across your balcony, and the wine glasses still half full with some bottle of red you had picked up earlier that day. "Even if I did burn it a little bit."

His heart thumps inside his chest knowing you had gone out of your way to do all this for him. "Still," he mumbles, moving his hand to cup your face, his thumb pressing against your bottom lip, before sliding down to your chin, "slightly burnt food or not, you've made today better than I could have ever imagined." He was never going to used to the effect you had on him.

"Now you just have competition."

He grins. "Oh yeah?"

His tone is playful, and it ignites that same familiar fire from the first night you both met, when a tipsy and overly confident Christian had challenged the only person in the room who had yet to crack a smile to a game of beer pong.

"It's not that I don't trust your ability to make my birthday special," you shrug your shoulders, "but I think this will be pretty hard to top."

"I guess you'll just have to wait and see."

Your eyes are locked, and a searing heat fills your chest with anticipation of his next move as Christian leans closer. He presses his thumb against your bottom lip, being careful not to smudge your lipstick. "Beautiful," he says, simple and effective to make your breathing heavier, your chest brushing against his with each exhale.

His lips finally meet yours after what feels like an eternity. They are soft as ever, like a pillow you can sink into, and you whimper into his mouth as you sink further into his hold.

He wraps his arm around you, pulling you in tighter as his hand cups your cheek. His touch makes your heart thump harder, each caress soft and attentive to make you as comfortable as possible, and soon enough, you start to feel the first flicker of fire licking through your veins as he deepens the kiss, his tongue prying your mouth open. He moans at your taste, cock twitching in his pants as he completely consumes you. His reaction has heat shooting through your middle and throbs at your centre.

You break apart, temporarily disrupting the kiss to straddle him, your centre coming to rest directly on his lap. Both of you groan as you settle your weight, a grin pinching the corners of your lips as he pushes his hips up into you. He's hard and thick below you.

"What time are your parents calling?" You ask, rocking your hips forward, the length of his cock pressing against you.

He lifts his wrist, checking his watch for the time. "In like twenty minutes," he mumbles, settling his hands on your hips, guiding your movement as you work up a rhythm.

You use your hands to drag his face to yours. "Then we better make this quick."

"No need to rush," he says, lips moving down the column of your neck. He bites, sucks and kisses you, and whilst you're sure they'll be something there for his parents to see later, you can't find it in you to care. It was his birthday. If he wanted to mark every inch of your body, you would let him. "We can start now," he grazes his teeth against your jaw, "and finish it later."

"I don't want you to be too exhausted tomorrow-"

"Don't worry about me, princess," he interrupts you, the bridge of his nose slowly turning pink, "just worry about doing something for me, okay?"

Your head falls back, allowing him more access to your neck. "A-Anything," you stutter, heat licking up your neck as you grow flustered from the desperation so clear in your voice.

He chuckles, pressing a kiss to the spot of skin beneath your ear. "Make a mess on my lap," he whispers, his voice so deep in your ear that it has your pussy clenching around emptiness. You moan approvingly at his filthy mouth, your wetness dampening the lace beneath your red dress, and your clit throbbing as he pushes his hardened length against you. "Grind that pretty pussy on me until you're dripping through whatever slutty underwear you have on under this dress," he continues, "I want you messy for me, baby, I want to feel you through my jeans."

You loop your arms around his shoulders, slamming your lips against his, letting his tongue explore your mouth as you continue to chase your high. You could feel his cock growing more rigid with each roll of your hips, and it sent a rush of confidence through you knowing you were the only one who got to make him feel this way.

"So fucking pretty for me," he mumbles, breathless as he pulls apart.

His gaze soaks in your smudged lipstick and hooded eyes, grinning as you lock your eyes together. His hands move from your hips, sliding the straps down your shoulders, and pulling your breasts free as he tugs the front down. Your nipples pebble from the evening chill and you whimper as he takes one of them into his mouth, tongue swirling and teeth grazing against the tip.

"Do you like getting off on my lap, baby?" He asks, pinching your nipple as he releases it from his mouth. His length pulses and you suck in a gasp as it nudges and slides against your slit. "I only ask because you feel fucking amazing grinding on my cock," he twists your nipple, groaning as you bite down on his shoulder. You were trying to stop yourself from being too loud. After all, the balcony of your apartment wasn't exactly secluded from the rest of the neighbours.

Something hot coils in the base of your stomach and Christian's eyes flare as you reach to move his hand around your neck. "Please, Christian," you whimper, pressing his fingers in, wanting him to squeeze.

"Dirty, dirty girl," his fingers grip your throat tighter and he thrusts his hips, pulling a cry, sort of like a mewl, from your lips, "wanting me to choke you so you can cum." You moan, your cunt fluttering around nothing, desperately needing to be filled, as pleasure rushes through your bloodstream. "Is that it, baby?" He pulls you in by the throat, pressing his body firmly against yours. "Do you need me to squeeze your throat until you're on the edge?"

"Please," you choke, forcing it out.

He picks you up, knocking his wine glass over, the deep red spilling across the table as he drops you onto the edge. You go to turn your head but he stops you, forcing you to look up at him. "Forget about it," he forces your legs wide, hiking up your dress until it's bunched around your middle, "just focus on me. You can do that, can't you?"

You force your head to move, his touch like gasoline increasing the blaze that surged through your veins.

He grins. "Good girl."

His hand skims over your centre, the pads of his fingers running along the front of your underwear. Your hips buck, pushing into his hand as he finds your clit through the soaked material. "Look at all this mess," he tuts, pulling your underwear to the side, taking a look for himself. He licked his lips. Your wetness glistened on every part he looked. "She's just begging for me to kiss it," he purrs, your body jolting as he strokes his finger through your slit, ghosting over your clit, "needs me to look after her because you got her all messy."

He smears his finger against the seem of your lips, coating your mouth in your wetness. "Taste good, don't you, baby?" He licks your lips, tasting your juices off your own mouth. "It's a shame I'll have to wait to get a proper taste."

His hand is back at your core, spreading your lips open with two fingers, the chilled air finding your swollen clit making you gasp. "Watch 'em, baby," he instructs, circling his fingers at your entrance, the anticipation of them filling you makes your stomach clench, "watch how easily they disappear." You pan your eyes down and watch his two fingers push into your cunt, your back arching and hips bucking at their intrusion. He pulls them out, a sheen of your juices coating them. "She's so pretty with two of my fingers deep inside her," he purrs, pushing them back inside until he meets resistance.

Your hand flies up and wraps around his wrist, his forearm tensing under your palm, the veins protruding underneath his skin. "That's it," you choke out, moaning as your clit throbs and pulsates under his thumb. He applies more pressure, stroking it in hard circles. His fingers curl inside you, making your eyes roll and your vision rim black as they brush against the right spot. "Gonna cum-..."

He watches your mouth open in a silent scream, and continues to pump his fingers, scissoring them to stretch and fill up more space. Your inner walls clench tight around them, milking them like they would his cock, and it pulses with just the thought of it occurring later tonight. He might have taken you here on this balcony if he didn't have the incoming phone call from his parents.

"That's it; give it to me," his breath coats your face, fingers softening around your throat, leaving kisses along your jaw, "give it all to me." Satisfaction burrows deep inside your chest like a blanket of warmth wrapping tightly around you, and you slump your head against his shoulder, sucking in deep breaths as you try to catch it. "Such a good girl," he whispers sweetly into your ear, pulling the front of your dress up and fixing the straps.

Blowing out a breath, you lift your chin and look up at him. "Any chance you can't push the phone call back by like at least another thirty minutes?" You cheekily ask, fingers playing with the belt loops on his jeans.

A laugh rattles around his chest, his smile bright and wide. "Unfortunately not." He moves your hands, wrapping your arms around his middle before your hands can wonder.

"Fine," you pout, "but I get to make the birthday boy cum next."

Christian dips to find your mouth, humming as the taste of you still lingers on your lips. "Already looking forward to it."

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inthepassengerside · 6 months

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if you’re open to dom!luke pls one where you guys argue over sports teams & one day your teams are against each other & your team loses so you and luke have really nasty sex & while you’re doing it he puts on your rivals hat and says “you look so pretty with your rivals team” or something pls and thank you

Rival

Uhm oh my gosh this was so fun to write! Hope this is what you wanted :). Feedback is appreciated, and requests are open! (Also I don’t know much about football, so ignore that part)

Warnings: dom/sub dynamic, dirty talk, unprotected sex, cocky luke, i think that’s it!

“Who’s winning?” Luke walks over to your living area holding a bowl of potato chips.

You let out a sigh before scooting over on the couch so your boyfriend has more room next to you, “You, up by seven.”

He chuckles before obnoxiously pushing his face to your cheek to kiss it. You shove him away with a pout.

“No I don’t want to hear it, it’s not fair. My team is quite literally out of their quarterback they’re obviously gonna suck. This guy is ass, you know you’re gonna win regardless.” You cross your arms over your chest, flopping back against the soft sofa.

He shoves his hand into the bowl, “You know they’re ass regardless. Quit makin’ excuses, you know even with your quarterback they’d still suck.”

“Are you kidding me right now? You’re lucky if you make it to the playoffs! Your team wins two games and all the sudden you’re hot shit! I’m tired of you belittling me cause of my team!” You shout at him. Luke teases you often about your pathetic excuse of a team, and you can admit that they weren’t the best, but he takes it too far.

Your boyfriend just shrugs, nudging you over roughly so you fall on your side. When you get back up, you see him fixing a hat with his team’s logo on it, just to ruffle his hair and place it on top of his head.

You sigh, flipping Luke off, becoming incredibly frustrated with him.

An hour goes by, the fourth quarter becoming an incredibly hard watch for you. You sit there in embarrassment, ready for Luke to bash you for how terrible your team played this game.

“FUCK YEAH, THAT’S IT BABY,” Luke screams, standing up as his team finally wins the game. You put your head in your hands, just extremely happy that this is over.

While Luke grabs his phone to exclaim his victory to whoever relevant, you sigh, getting up and reaching for the bowl of chips to clean up and walk away from this mess of a moment.

“A-a-ah, where are you going, pretty?” Luke somehow notices you get up, even through all the chaos going on in his cocky head.

He wraps his arm around your waist, holding you close to him steadily, but you try to wiggle out of his grasp. “Need a break from you, bein’ a real dick.” You push your head away as you feel his hold loosen.

Instead of some snarky remark you were expecting, Luke reaches for the remote beside you on the table. Without a word he shuts off the television and grabs the bowl from your hand. After all mess is cleared, you can’t even blink before you’re thrown back onto the couch that was once behind you.

You blink up at Luke, a displeased expression written all over your face. You can barely make up what to say before he’s speaking at you.

“Wipe that look off of your face. Don’t know who you are talkin’ to like that. Think you forgot who you belong to,” the hoarseness in his voice is prominent. But something about this situation that he had put you in made you want to disobey him to no extent.

You peer up at the blonde, before thinking of what to say. “I’m talking to you, sir.”

His head rolls back from above you, a groan rumbling from the back of his throat, “Are you serious right now?”

“What? You can talk to me like I’m nothing, but I say one thing and it pisses you off?” You narrow your eyes.

Luke chuckles, “Yes actually, that’s exactly what it is. Know your role little girl, all the sudden you like to misbehave? All the sudden you want to be punished?”

You shake your head, becoming even more frustrated than before, “If I stop, will you stop acting like a dick?”

A gasp can’t even leave your throat before Luke single-handedly flips your body over on the sofa so you’re on your stomach. Whenever Luke took the dominant reigns, which was usually every time you had sex, the sex was insanely good. And while you hated him at the moment, you couldn’t deny feeling yourself dripping.

“You whine about me being a dick, but it seems like that’s all you want huh? Look, you don’t even know you’re sticking your ass up for me.” There was no mercy in his voice, and you were waiting for something. Waiting for him to take care of you.

“Please,” You whine, dumbfounded.

That’s all Luke needed to hear. Pulling your short cotton shorts down your legs, a groan leaves his throat, shaking his head.

You lay there waiting for any kind of friction, before you hear him speak, “You’re fucking gushing.”

You moan loudly, his fingers immediately grazing your core over your panties. You push your hips back against his fingers as he rubs soft circles over your center.

Your whines turn into pleads, which turn into cries. After Luke’s decided you’ve been teased enough, he backs away completely. You gasp at the feeling of nothing. You feel scratched along your back, Luke motioning you to flip back over.

“G’nna fuck this attitude right out of you, yeah?” The blonde climbs on top of you, pushing your house tee up above your breasts. Suckling and fondling each of them, he pushes your shirt over your head completely, now in nothing but your panties. Those don’t last long on your body as well, Luke slowly edging the simple cotton off of your body, kissing down your legs.

Paying attention to every spot, his lips don’t hesitate to suck little marks into your legs.

“So,”

Kiss

“Fuckin’,”

Kiss

“Pretty.”

Kiss

Your hands are quick to find his fluff of hair, ruffling your hands through his locks before slowly pulling him back up to you.

“Mm, please fuck me,” You mumble, pushing his head down to yours to meet in a kiss.

Your tongues dance before he’s off you again, dragging his black sweatpants and boxers down his legs, granting your wish, “Of course.”

His tip nudges your center before pushing in, simultaneous gasps leaving both your lips at the contact.

“Shit,” he lets out, pushing his hips forward. You stretch around him to accommodate his size, your cunt never getting used to how big he is. Every time Luke is inside you, he’ll always be surprised with how tight you are.

You feel the sweat beads along your forehead, making this moment so much more sensual for the two of you, “Oh fuck.”

Luke peers up at you once he’s sunk into you to the hilt, a quiet hiss leaving his hips waiting for your approval to continue and move.

You nod up at him, assuring him he’s okay to start, but his thrusts begin at a rather rough pace. The trance he had you in for the last few moments have made you completely disregard why you were doing this in the first place. Luke was just as frustrated with you as you were with him, so why did you expect him to be slow now?

Your moans tumble out of your mouth like chants, desperately slapping your hands up at Luke’s bare chest because it’s so hard to take this kind of pleasure so unexpectedly.

“You fuckin’ wanted this. Take it,” His hair hangs low in front of his face, blonde loose curls now fallen straight because of the sweat that had formed from the heat of the moment.

Just as you thought Luke was making up for his ignorant behavior, he does the unexpected, reaching over to the side of the sofa he once sat on, grabbing the snapback with his teams logo on it, placing it on his mess of a head.

“You still hate me? Still hate me when I’m making you feel good with your rivals team, huh?”

You yelp out, the only rolling your eyes can do is roll to the back of your head. “Fuck!”

Even at the incredibly rough level both your bodies are moving, the hat stays in place sat on top of Luke’s head. Until, he brings his head down to kiss you again, picking the hat off of himself and placing it on you. “Mm, look so pretty.”

You bite your lip, your mouth agape, before your eyes fall shut again. Luke forwards his right hand to your clit, rubbing fast, continuous circles on the swollen bud.

“Fuck, Lu, close,” you manage to say, breathless.

His hips ran into you faster, you swear you can feel him in your stomach. The intensity of the moment made this scene so much better. Luke’s cock ramming inside your pussy was always your favorite thing.

“Me too sweetheart,” Luke promises, his fingers relentlessly rubbing against your cunt. A near scream leaves your lips, which combined with the clenching of your pussy, sends him over the edge as well. His hips stutter before he groans, spilling inside of you.

You both catch your breaths for a moment, Luke finally opening his eyes and sharing a soft smile. “Mm, hi.”

“Hi,” You chuckle. He pulls out, a whine leaving both of your lips, before he ducks down, tasting the juices seen spilling out of you. You moan softly as he pushes his fingers into you, bringing them up for you to taste.

You suck along his fingers, maybe a bit long than intended, before you let go with a pop.

He climbs up to you, peppering soft kisses along your lips, cheeks, and jawline.

“‘m sorry for being a dick,” He mumbles. You shuffle against him, making yourself a more comfortable position.

“It’s okay, you made up for it.”

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bratzforchris · 8 months

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i LOVED how you wrote my last request abt no shame!! i really love the like song imagine type of thing, and i was wondering if you could do another smut with dom!luke and fem!reader, and this time, with the song of your choice! thank you!! i love your writing :) <3

Babydoll

꒰ ⊹ ˚ Summary — A brief makeout session at a frat party turns into Luke taking your breath, and other things, away (Kinktober Day 7). Inspired by BABYDOLL by Ari Abdul.

Pairing — Dom!Luke x sub and virgin!reader

Word Count — 2.2k

Content Warnings — Smut, virgin/innocent reader, alcohol use, unprotected p in v (don't do this y'all), Luke being rough, orgasm denial, Luke has a virginity kink, cursing, overall just filthy smut ;)

Note — Both reader and Luke will have consumed alcohol prior to hooking up in this work. This is a work of fiction, please do not do this in real life and stay safe out there<3 Thank you, anon, for the request!

DNI under 18 please :)

♡

“Oh, he’s so looking at you.” Your best friend mumbled, taking a sip from her cup.

“He is not,” You sighed. “He definitely has a girlfriend.”

“He doesn’t,” she confirmed, scrolling through her phone. “I just checked his insta.”

You laughed and shook your head, watching as she wandered off to pour herself another drink. Y/B/F/N was always much more social than you were, which is how you ended up at this party in the first place. You looked down at your red solo cup, swishing around whatever cheap, light beer she had given you. You weren’t normally one to get drunk, or even tipsy, but you were feeling a bit braver tonight. You had curled your hair and applied a thin coat of cherry-red lip gloss.

“Hey.”

You looked up when a voice that did not belong to your friend spoke to you. And when you said you had to look up, you really meant it. You weren’t short by any means, but he was huge. Both in stature and in muscle.

“Oh, uh, hi Luke.” You smiled shyly.

The blond smirked, eyeing you up and down. “I don’t see you at these parties much.”

“Yeah, uh, drug. Wait no, not drugs,” You said quickly, blushing and raking a hand through your hair. “I came with my friend.” You said solidly once you had collected yourself.

Luke let out a low chuckle, sneaking himself ever closer to you. “You’re so innocent.” he said, brushing his hand under your chin.

You absolutely reddened, both from his touch and from his words. “You don’t even know me.”

“I could,” he shrugged nonchalantly. “In more ways than one.” Luke’s blue eyes gleamed mischievously.

You couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol or the effect Luke himself had on you, but you felt a spark growing inside you, pulling you closer to him. “Really?”

“Really,” Luke nodded. “Follow me?” he asked.

The way he said it was more like a command than an ask, but somehow, you couldn’t stop yourself from agreeing. You wondered how Luke didn’t have a girlfriend. He was hot and he was authoritative in a way that made your insides feel syrupy-sweet. You shot your best friend a quick text before shoving your phone into the back pocket of your jeans. Luke checked over his shoulder once to make sure you were still following him, walking up the stairs of the house.

“Where are we going?” You asked him quietly.

Deep inside of you, you knew what Luke wanted and where he was headed, but for some weird reason, it didn’t seem so bad. You wouldn’t say you were stuck up or a prude, but you definitely hadn’t shared anything more than a quick peck with guys. Luke though, he was different. He made you want to go farther with him.

Luke opened the door to one of the rooms, leading you inside. “This is mine. It’s nice to just get away from the partying, y’know?” he said, sitting down on the bed.

You tentatively sat down beside him smiling softly. “Yeah, I know. Parties aren’t usually my thing.” You said quietly, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

The blond smirked, moving to rest his hand on your thigh. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah…” You answered. “Sorry if I’m like, being awkward.” You said, hating how weird your voice sounded at the moment.

You were definitely more introverted, but you wouldn’t call yourself shy. Luke just did things to you that were unlike the effect of anyone you had ever met before. You longed to run your fingers through his golden-blond hair and see how gloriously angelic he looked without a shirt on.

Luke must have read your mind, because he slowly pulled you into his lap, gnawing on his scruffy lip and black lip ring. “You are so fucking hot, Y/N.”

You blushed as Luke wrapped the back of his hand around the nape of your neck, your legs straddling him. You could feel his growing boner under you, but you were less than experienced, and you weren’t sure what exactly you were supposed to do about it. Luke stared into your eyes for a moment, before beginning to kiss you roughly and passionately.

“Oh…” You breathed into the kiss.

You had never experienced a makeout like this; rough, passionate, and definitely heading towards something more. Luke felt his hands around your ass and lower back, sneaking slowly into your shirt and undoing your bra clasp. For the first time in your life, you moaned because of someone else’s doing. The feeling of Luke's dick brushing against your slowly-dampening panties felt unlike anything you had experienced before. His tongue fought yours for dominance, moving in sync with him moving you in slow circles around his lap, almost like you were giving him a lapdance.

Luke undid your bra, before pulling off both it and your shirt. You practically begged him for more with your body, pushing yourself closer to him if that were even possible. The blond smirked as he took in your titties, smiling to himself.

“God, so fuckin’ pretty.” he moaned almost more to himself than to you.

He pulled off his own navy blue shirt and you blushed at the sight. Luke’s abs were so beyond toned, and even in the dim light of his bedroom, you could see his happy trail peeking out of the waistband of his black skinny jeans.

“Like what you see?” he asked, a knowing look in his eyes.

“Yes…yes, Luke.” You smiled breathlessly.

“That’s what I like to hear, babe.”

You blushed at the whole dirty talk and overall erotic situation. You had gotten yourself off with vibrators and pictures of your celebrity crushes before, but never had you been so turned on by a guy that was right in front of you.

Luke pinned your arms to the bed, continuing to make out with you as the tent in his pants grew. Before long, your neck was covered in hickeys and Luke was reaching for the waistband of your jeans.

“Is this okay?” he asked.

A shirt was one thing, but pants was another. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was how ungodly sexy Luke was, but you found yourself saying yes with a growing smile on your face. The blond didn’t need to be told twice, for he immediately undid the button on your jeans and slid them off, smiling when he saw your lacy, pink panties.

“Got all ready for me, babydoll?” he chuckled darkly.

You nodded, your blush and soft smile ever-growing. “Maybe.”

Luke used his thumbs to slide your panties off, a gleam growing in his eyes at what was laid out in front of him when your underwear were removed. He slowly crouched, nuzzling your inner thighs with his nose and soft pecks of his plump, pink lips. Instinctively, you clenched your thighs around his head, sucking in a gasp at the feeling of his stubble and cool metal lip ring on your sensitive skin.

“Clenching already?” he asked with a chuckle. “I haven’t even started eating you out.”

You blushed and tried to relax your legs, but you already felt so close to your climax and Luke had barely done anything. “Sorry…”

Luke didn’t seem to accept your apology for being so innocent. He just threw his head down and began to run his tongue along your already-dripping folds. “So wet for me.” he moaned.

You whimpered rather loudly for Luke barely doing anything, but it just felt so good. You began to slowly tangle your hands in his hair, pulling softly at it when he ran his tongue over your clit.

“Luke.” You cried.

“Oh baby, you’re so sensitive,” he laughed. “What if I did this?”

The blond began to eat you out with such a forceful rhythm that matched the way his body was nearly pounding into the bed. You couldn’t help but to cry out at the wonderful sensation, clenching your thighs around Luke. He too was moaning as he feasted on you, his tongue running over every delicate nerve with a beat that was so much more pleasurable than any sex toy you had ever tried.

“Oh god, I need to cum.” You whimpered.

Luke immediately pulled back, cocking his head at you and searching your features with those oh-so-blue eyes. “You really thought I was gonna let you cum on the sheets and not on my dick?” he laughed.

You blushed, shrinking beneath his gaze, but you’d be lying if you said it wasn’t hot. Your insides felt practically ready to explode with the need to cum and Luke staring at you and demanding answers from you in such an authoritative way wasn’t helping.

“Good thing I’m ready to ride you until your mascara is streaking down that sexy little dollface of yours.” he hummed, undoing his belt.

You moaned loudly, arching your back. Your pussy was still throbbing at the way Luke’s tongue had run over your folds and you were practically dying to have him touch you again. You could see through your squinted-shut eyes that Luke was also moaning himself, palming his hard-on. He had taken off both his black jeans and his underwear and you could see that his dick was huge. As much as you were getting off on how hot Luke was and how much attention he was giving you, you couldn’t help but to feel nervous at the thought of fitting all of him inside of you. You had heard from your more experienced friends that the first time usually hurt, and you’d hate to have to take a break from Luke’s euphoria.

“This may hurt, but I know you can take it.” he hummed, lining himself up with your entrance.

You nodded quickly, looking up at Luke with large doe eyes. There wasn’t a single bone in your body telling you to stop. You wanted him more than you had ever wanted anyone else. Before you could think any more, Luke slammed into you and you gasped out at the feeling of suddenly being so full. The blond had been right, it definitely hurt, but you tried not to let it show on your face as Luke began to ride you.

“God, you’re so fuckin’ tight for me,” he moaned sensually. “What are you, a fucking virgin?”

“Uhm, yeah…” You said with a soft giggle, a cherry-red blush spreading across your face.

“Are you serious?” Luke asked, looking down at you.

He had his arms planked around your shoulders, hips grinding against yours as he rode into you with such a deep, rough rhythm. The way his golden-blond hair was slicked back with sweat as he stared down at you with a cocky look made you immediately answer his question honestly.

“Yeah, I’m a virgin…” You whispered.

“And you didn’t think to tell me that, babydoll?” Luke chuckled. “I wanna make sure your first time is memorable. And by memorable, I mean that pretty little ass won’t be able to sit down tomorrow.” he smirked, whispering huskily in your ear.

“Oh god, Luke,” You whined, angling your hips to try to accommodate his cock in just the right way so you’d be able to cum. “Please.”

“Oh, so we’re begging already? You’re a fast learner, babe.”

Luke’s dirty talk was just making your stomach knot even more as your walls began to clench. He looked absolutely godlike, staring down at you while he rode you within an inch of your life. You began to run your nails along his back, just needing something to grab onto to distract from the way your legs were shaking.

“Oh my god,” You whimpered. “Luke, please. I need to cum. Please.”

He shoved his hips ever closer to yours, his dick hitting your G-spot just right as he bucked his hips. “So fucking pretty. Lettin’ me take your virginity.” he smirked.

If anything, telling Luke you were a virgin had just made him fuck you harder, and you absolutely loved it. You couldn’t see, hear, or even think about anything other than him. The noise of the party in the frat house downstairs had long died down in your mind, and all you could think about was how good and dirty Luke was making you feel.

“Go ahead, pretty girl,” Luke told you. “Cum all over my dick.” he practically moaned.

You didn’t need to be told twice. You immediately let go, clenching tight around Luke’s shaft. You’d be lying if you said that wasn’t the best orgasm you had ever had, pleasuring you so much more than any toy ever could.

Luke bit his lip ring, moaning and grunting as he tried not to cum on the spot from the sound of the erotic noises slipping from your lips. He quickly pulled out of you, pumping his dick that was covered in your sex a few times before cumming all over your stomach and chest.

“Pull out game strong.” he smirked, kissing you roughly before leaving a hickey on his jawline.

“That was literally the best way to have my virginity go.” You told him, tangling your fingers in his blond hair.

“What can I say?” he asked. “Virginity is fuckin’ hot, especially on you.”

You blushed at his words, covering your chest with the sheet. “I had a good time.”

“Me too, babe,” Luke smirked. “So, do this again sometime?”

You turned so that you could lay on top of his chest as he laid down, your tits pressed against his bare chest. “Definitely.”

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that-weeb-in-ur-closet · 2 months

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"What's My Favorite?"

Pt. ONE. Pt. TWO.

Incl. Smut. Smut. Smut. Smut— uses of the words "Mama", "Pretty babe", etc. Pussy eating, praise ig?, Mommy kink, teasing, it's kinda short, maybe a part four.

Tags. Gojo x Dom!reader, Gojo smut, pussy eating, Sub!Gojo, Jjk smut, F!user, female reader obviously, NSFW!!!!! MDNI!!!!!!!!

Note from the author. I am kinda tired, but I tried kinda hard on this. Someone asked me to do it and ofc I had to, bc I love ya'll sm <3 ENJOY, BITCHEAS AND WEEBS!!!!

"Pleasure you, huh? Switching the roles... I see how it is." Gojo replied, putting his glasses back on and leaning closer to you.

"You might have to show me a few things, mamas... Pretty new to this." He lies, kissing your neck as he pulls you up and closer to the couch.

"Yeah... Like I'd ever—" "Let your body do the talking, eh?" He cuts you off with a smirk, snapping the rim of your shorts before taking them off completely. He clicks his tongue when he sees the wet spot on your panties, looking up at you with adorable puppy eyes and a grin.

"Your body's saying a lot, huh?" He giggles childishly, trying to be all sexy but failing. He digs his nose into your aching and clothed clit, before licking a stripe up and taking them off.

"Damn... looks so pretty for me..." He says, grabbing your hips while he starts to hungrily lick and suck on your sensitive bud, humming in delight when your legs start to shake and he pulls a squeal from your lips. He's a smug little bitch.

"You Luke that?" He says in a breathy way, hands groping your body desperately while he slides his tongue inside your hole, closing his eyes when you start to clench around it.

"D-d— FUCK~ 'Toru... H-hmm... P-please— Don't stop..." You moan out, grabbing his hair with one hand while the other holds you steady on the couch.

He's really good at this... He has your orgasm building fast after what feels like hours, but has only been five or ten minutes. He keeps hungrily licking and sucking, hands sliding to your thighs while he drinks every drop of liquid your cunt makes for him. And just for him.

"H-hmm… Baby~ A-A-Ah— F-f-f-fuck... I-I'm C‐cumm- -ing~" You breathlessly moan, head falling back as you close your eyes.

A sweet and milky substance squirts out and onto his face, which he gasps in happiness when it does. He keeps licking it off your skin and trying to get it off his face, giggling while he lives it off. He has a new addition.

"Wow, Mama... Why haven't you given me this before? Tastes so good, pretty babe." He mumbles into your inner thigh, which makes you want to scream and crumble away.

"You can do it again, y'know... If you want..."

"Or... You could stick it inside me..."

(Ehehehe)

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wysteria-clad · 2 years

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That's my good girl

paring: dom! Steven Grant x sub! fem! reader

genre: smut

a/n:

Daddy Steven is 🥵

This is short and I like it that way

warnings: cockwarming, daddy kink, consensual, fingering, unprotected sex, edging, dom/sub dynamic, overstimulation.

minors dni

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"Steven" you let out a whine, nonchalantly leaned against his desk, ignoring the book he was reading.

"No" he said in a calm voice, not even looking up to see your face. His firm, commanding 'no' turned you on even more, amping up the 'forbidden until I tell you so' aspect.

He was too engrossed in his favourite book.

You were desperate and needed him.

Soon, he pulled you on his lap, making you straddle him. He hiked your skirt up, his fingers teasingly caressing the flesh of your thighs. He opened up his pants zipper, pulled his boxers down, giving you just enough access to warm his cock and went back to reading as if he is doing the most casual thing in the world.

Daddy, pay attention to me.

You cried out in desparation, moving your hips into him. He stilled your hips by gripping your waist, forcing you not to thrust. "What did I say, darling?" he grabbed you by your chin, forcing you to look at his eyes. His eyes were calm, calculating and teasing. He is enjoying this.

You were only allowed to sit on his cock, that's it. Not allowed to move your hips or touch his pretty cock. And you broke the rules.

As your punishment, he pulled out of you, making you groan at the lack of touch. His fingers found your folds, teasing them, making you cry out in pleasure. He slid them out right when you were about to come, making you whine. He then slowly slid them inside you and out, and then inside again over and around your clit, perfectly hitting the nerve bundles.

You didn't know you could feel this much pleasure, he drove you mad with just his skillful fingers. The way you moaned his name repeatedly was honey to his ears.

"Please, I want to come, let me come, daddy, please-"

Satisfied with your begging, he made you come again eliciting waves of pleasure again and again.

You came on his hand, your eyes rolling back to your head in absolute bliss. His fingers touched you, played you like it's an ethereal instrument and only he knew how to touch gracefully, skillfully.

"Thanks, daddy, thank you" you huff out, between panting. He wipes your tears of ecstasy with a swipe of his thumb with his free hand.

"Who do you belong to?"

But he didn't stop after you came, his index and middle fingers found your over stimulated g-spot again and again.

"You, daddy" tears stung your eyes as stimulated your over sensitive bud, but you wanted more. His voice was commanding and calm, but his eyes were soft, driving you absolutely mad with desire even more. You dug your nails into his still clothed shoulder, panting.

"Come on, love, you can me give another one" he mercifully gave you few seconds to calm down, before pulling out another orgasm from you.

"Steven, I-I can't" you cried out, but your body said otherwise.

"You wanted daddy's cock, yeah?"

"Yes.."

"Say what you want and use your big girl words"

"Yes. Yes, daddy" you pause, catching your breath, "I-I want your cock. Please" you add a little 'please' hoping it would convince him, with no trace of embarrassment in your voice.

"Then take it like a good girl"

You nodded dumbly, too incoherent to say any sentence.

"That's my good girl" he praised, leaning closer to place a kiss to the sweaty skin of your neck, biting and marking you as his. He then carried you to bed, to fuck you with his cock properly—to make you scream his name louder, to lose yourself with him completely.

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hornyhornyhimbos · 1 year

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Hi! So, I was a little bit scared to put a request but then I read the characters you write for and my brain immediately had a horny thought.

What if Luke Alvez and reader are co-workers and they are on a undercover mission as a couple and they kiss as a distraction. BUT, that kiss somehow starts to get a little heated and out of nowhere Luke just whines and squirms. This leads them to them in their hotel room and they just can keep their hands off each other and read just makes him feel good.

I would just love to get Alvez all dumb and submissive, getting all the control and just leaving him for more.

I hope this is something you’re up to. I have a lot of ideas so… I might send them all at once or spread them for next Friday.💗

so... this has been in my inbox for like two months... and it's most definitely not friday.. i'm so sorry i haven't had the motivation to write it but i finally had an idea so i hope it turned out ok!!

luke alvez is the cutest, subby, dumb boy to have ever walked the earth ♡

18+ duh, unprotected piv sex (don't do this or ur pp will fall off), sub!luke x soft dom!afab!reader, handjob, nipple play, reader licks luke's cum off her own titties, explicit language, maybe dubcon (they were both drinking beforehand), 1.4K words, not beta read!

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from the moment you pulled luke into your hotel room, he couldn't keep his hands off you.

flashbacks of the night rushed through your mind. sipping alcohol just a couple tables away from your latest unsub, luke grabbing your face and kissing you with a level of fervor you'd never seen before, the moans he let out, muffled by your lips. you'd watched him squirm in his seat as he pulled away, most definitely situating the hard-on you suspected had appeared in his jeans.

"please," he practically begged, his hands sliding up your blouse. his lips met yours for a heated kiss, the taste of bourbon distinct.

"please… what? what do you want?" you asked, your hands at the nape of his neck.

"i want you," he answered.

you pulled him back in for another kiss, your lips dripping with want for each other. "gonna have to do better than that, baby. i need to know what you want."

hands traveled up and down both of your bodies, your limbs entangled to the point where you didn't know where he started and you ended. he whimpered against your mouth while his hands met your breasts, grabbing at them like it was the only thing on his mind.

"oh, is that what you want? you want my tits, huh?" you teased, and his hips bucked in response.

"mhm," he mumbled as he connected his mouth to yours, his palms holding you through your bra.

you pulled away, clicking your tongue at him. "are you too dumb for words now? can't even give me a simple answer when you're asked a question?"

he moaned at your words, his hands wandering over your breasts, just waiting for you to let him have them.

"ok, baby. sit down on the bed, yeah? i'll give you everything you need." your hands moved to his waist, pushing him toward the mattress.

one of his hands trailed down your body, ending at the hem of your shirt while the other still palmed at your clothed breast. "please," he begged, trying his best to take your blouse off with one hand.

"needy boy," you smirked. you pulled the fabric off, revealing the prettiest lace bra luke had ever laid eyes on. his palms reached for your boobs again, pulling them out of the lacy cups. he went glassy-eyed at the sight, taking one of them in his mouth.

"oh, luke," you gasped, guiding his opposite hand to the other breast. he twisted your nipple between his digits, wetness dripping through your matching panties at the feel of him.

he sucked on your tit like a man starved, his brain already too fucked out to form coherent thoughts. your own brain was turning to mush as he suckled the bud, your fingers moving to grip the curls on his nape. "ah-ah," you tutted, "thought you wanted me."

his hips rutted into yours, searching for any friction he could find. he whined against your hardened nipple, the vibration only aiding the heat that pooled in your stomach.

your digits worked at the button of his slacks, teasingly sliding them down to his ankles. "touch yourself for me, yeah? want you to get yourself ready for me," you instructed. your hands moved to your jeans, but you were met with a disapproving "nuh-uh."

"oh?" you asked, your eyebrows raising. "you don't want to touch yourself?"

"can't," he managed. his hands stayed on his thighs, like he'd thought about obeying you but couldn't.

your palms moved to your hips. "and why's that?" your eyes met his, like fire meeting pure water.

"need to cum inside you," he answered.

you chuckled, your hands trailing to the band of his boxers. "tell you what, baby," you said, pulling him out of the wet fabric. "you wanted my tits so much. you cum on them and then maybe i'll let you cum inside me, yeah?"

his head fell back as you worked his cock, moving up and down the shaft at the perfect pace. your other hand moved to his tee shirt, pulling the material over his head. your fingers dragged down his chest, stopping to play with his nipple. whines and moans fell from his lips, his hand wrapping around yours and helping you bring him closer to his high.

"yeah?" you teased. "that feel good, baby?"

he answered with a mewl, shifting his hips. he fucked himself with your hand, his orgasm close. the sight of his shaking thighs and sex-drunk eyes had you nearly cumming yourself, your panties drenched at the thought of him cumming inside you.

"are you close?" you asked, already knowing the answer from the sporadic movements of his hips.

"uh-huh," he managed, "fuck."

your hand worked faster, your body craving for his dick to be buried deep inside you. lewd sounds filled the hotel room, like music to your ears.

a string of moans tumbled from luke's lips as he reached his release, his seed spilling all over your bare chest. you both pushed him through his high, milking every last drop from his cock.

he fell back on the bed, his hand staying on his shaft even after you pulled away. your fingers dragged over the peaks and dips of your breasts, collecting his cum and bringing it to your mouth. the salty taste was like heaven to your taste buds, and you slightly regretted not fucking him with your mouth instead.

you practically tore off your jeans and panties, before moving up onto the bed. you took his cock in your hand, running the head along your folds. "you ready, baby?"

he managed to nod, his lip quivering as you finally pushed him inside you, slowly lowering yourself down his length. your head fell back as you adjusted yourself, the stretch almost too much. "can i move a little, baby, or is that too much for you?"

a small moan of approval tumbled from his mouth, his eyes already screwed shut. you began rocking your hips, the head of his dick brushing against your spongy spot. your walls clenched around him, pulling him that much further into you.

"oh shit, luke," you groaned, steadying yourself by placing your hands on his stomach. his happy trail was coarse under your palm, and you couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like against your nose as you sucked him off. "fuck me."

"trying to," he huffed in amusement, lifting his hips to meet yours.

your pelvis moved faster, chasing down your impending high. the sounds of your slick filled the room, only aiding the senses of your sweaty body. sweat dripped down the hair on luke's chest, and you were tempted to lick it away. you were close, but it wasn't enough.

"touch my clit," you instructed. luke met you with furrowed brows and wide eyes. you repeated, "are you fucking dumb? i said to touch my clit."

your command had luke falling apart, his thighs shaking beneath you as he came inside you. thick ropes of his seed shot through you, like blood running through your veins. he willed his hand to move, his fingers meeting your bud in slow circles.

"oh, yeah," you mewled, "right there, baby, right fucking there!"

luke lifted his head, meeting your naked chest with his lips. he nipped and licked at your tit, pushing you closer to the edge. his fingers toyed at your clit at just the right speed, and the coil in your belly snapped, cumming around his cock.

"shitshitshit," you all but yelled, your hips bucking and canting as you worked yourself through your orgasm.

you fell onto his chest, attempting to catch your breath as you rested on top of him. his hand met your hair, petting it in slow strokes. "so…" he said, his voice trailing off.

a smirk lifted one half of your lips. "so…"

"that happened," he huffed, meeting your head with a small peck.

you lifted yourself, profanities coming from your lips at the sudden movement. your eyes met his, your smirk turning to a smile. "it did. you did great," you laughed.

"thank you, i try," he chuckled, his hands settling on your love handles. "so, what is this?"

"whatever you want it to be."

luke had the prettiest smile you'd ever seen, and the one he gave you in that moment only further proved your theory. "i think," he said, "we should do that again. and maybe that'll help us figure out what we should call it."

"that might just be the best idea you've ever had, luke alvez."

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jamespotterismydaddy · 3 months

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Drunken Promises

luke castellan x reader.

A/N: had a request for sub luke and mommy kink luke so i combined them hehe

WARNINGS: SMUT, mommy kink, subby luke, he whimpers y'all

WORD COUNT: 886 words

Liquor never makes anyone feel better. There’s no drowning sorrows when they only drown you. Luke knows that but he drank anyway. It’s a fun night, a party for the older campers around the fire but when everyone’s left for bed, there’s no more comfort. He sobs. It’s too much for him. Everything is too much, the quests, the fighting, the intrinsic desire for glory. It doesn’t matter if he dies if he goes out in flames.

He hears your footsteps before he sees you as you wander back to the campfire. It gives him time to wipe his eyes, the redness could easily be from his intoxication.

“Forgot my jacket.” You murmur as you grab it. He thinks that you’ll likely leave right away but is irritated when you sit down and stare into the fire. No more private breakdown for him.

“Hmm.” He acknowledges your words before getting up but he stumbles, tripping over nothing and falling at your feet.

“Someone’s had too much to drink.” You tease.

“Shut up.” He grumbles and tries to get up again but you just pull him into the seat next to you.

“Maybe you need a minute before you try to walk again.”

He rolls his eyes and rubs the dirt from his face, wincing when his knuckles run over his scar. The fall perhaps made it tender and it’s still a… fresh mark.

“Are you okay?” The look in your eyes is so kind and almost maternal. It makes him blush.

“Yeah.” He lies.

“You went through a lot, Luke.”

“Everyone here goes through shit.” He brushes off your sentiment.

“Doesn’t make your shit less important.” Your words are still a bit slurred but it’s like you’ve sobered up just to comfort him and you hand him your bottle of water. You put in the effort to take care of him… and it really makes him want to kiss you. He can’t decide if that’s pathetic or not.

“You’re so pretty.” He mumbles out, knowing he would never be able to say it in any other situation.

“You’re so drunk.” You giggle a bit.

“I’m not.” He opens up the water bottle and downs half of it to try and prove himself. “At least not much drunker than you.”

“Bullshit. You’re about to fall off your seat again.” You roll your eyes and stand up, planning to drag him back to his cabin.

He grabs your hand and pulls you into his lap. “I’m not.” You can see it in his eyes. If being sober means he has a chance, then he’ll force the liquor out of his blood with a thought.

“You’re in a very vulnerable state right now, Luke.” You say with a sigh.

“Please.” He begs, putting on the puppy dog eyes. “I just need you.”

“Poor thing. You would need any girl that came across you like this.” You try to get up but he holds your hips.

“No, I just want you, I swear it. There’s no other girl like you.” His needy hands run along your waist, savouring the feel of your skin. He at least seems genuine.

“You want me to take care of you?” You murmur and his pupils blow out with lust.

“So… s’badly.” He leans in as you lean back to tease for a moment until you finally allow him to catch your lips.

There’s so much passion in the kiss, and desire. You can feel every last ounce of appreciation and desperation in it. He knows he’s never needed anything so much like he needs your touch right now. You can feel it as he bucks his hips into yours. You lose your shorts as he unzips his and when you sink down on him, it feels like he’s found heaven between your thighs.

You start to bounce slowly in his lap.

“Oh, fuck…” He groans as he holds you so close to him, bucking his hips up pathetically to meet your movements.

“You’re doing so good for me… so good.” You squeeze around him purposefully when he’s fully inside.

“Mmm… mommy.” He whines out and his eyes immediately widen when he realizes what he just said. “I didn’t-I mean-”

“It’s okay, baby. Let mommy take care of you.” You start kissing his neck as you grind against him and he lets out continuous whimpers.

This is one of the first times Luke has let go of control and nothing has ever felt so damn good. With all stress in his life, it’s freeing to be treated in such a way.

“I’m gonna cum. Please let me cum.”

“I think you can do better than that.” You tease.

“Please, please, please. I need to cum so badly. Please, mommy.” He’s desperate and so polite so you allow him.

“Go ahead, baby.”

You squeeze a little more to encourage him and he finishes right inside your pulsing core, letting out more whines that you muffle with your mouth.

“You did so good.” You praise, running your fingers through his curls. He wishes he could stay like this with you forever.

“I did?” His eyes light up, almost every demi-god is a sucker for being told they’re worth something.

“Couldn’t have been closer to perfect.”

And perfect is what he’ll be if it means he gets you.

tglists (comment to be added): General: @valeskafics @urmomsgirlfriend1 @girlwith-thepearlearring @darylandbethfanforever9 @lovellies @juhdoche @papichulo120627 @watercolorskyy @ophelialaufey @aerangi @ravenclawprincess33

#luke castellan smut #luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #percy jackson #pjo x reader #percy jackon and the olympians

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bsxcrxts · 5 months

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I believe Luke is and incredibly adoring dom that likes to control your pleasure because he loves giving you so much of it, until you can't take it anymore

Yes yes yes oml

A lot of my dom!Luke fantasies kind of center on him trying to boss me around? Like lately I’ve been thinking about training with him and he gets up in your space trying to fix your stance or your form or whatever. Just the idea of him taking control and correcting you is really living rent free in my mind lately. He’s just trying to help you! He wants you to be able to do your best! But the wires in your brain get crossed 😵‍💫

Even more of my dom!Luke ideas feature his hands. Oh my god his hands. Like him sitting behind you in front of a mirror, letting you lean back against him, and making you watch him slide his fingers inside of you while he rubs at your clit too. He makes you finish over and over until you’re shaking in his arms but he doesn’t let you go. But he’s SO sweet about it. “You like that, don’t you, bunny? Look how wet you are. Can you take more for me? Wanna make you cum again.”

Honestly even better if he gives you pleasure until the point he’s also squirming and can barely take it anymore. This is a consistent between both sub and dom Luke. He wants to see you get off so badly he’ll ruin his own orgasms to make sure you’re thoroughly fucked out. He’ll come in you and keep going because you haven’t finished yet. Yeah 🥰

#becca's bs #luke 💛#luke skywalker smut #luke skywalker x reader #oh my god I need him to bend me over the nearest surface immediately

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Sugar and Cinnamon

Loki x female reader (AU)/ 18+

Chapter 12

Chapter 11

Warnings: contains fluff, smut, angst, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex, alcohol and cigarette consumption, soft!dom/sub vibes, toxic relationship, morally grey stuff, blackmailing, abusive and insulting behaviour, workplace bullying, some violence

A/N: I'm sorry that it took me so long to update this. Life keeps being a plague. It's a long chapter once again and the end of the story is coming closer. I hope you enjoy reading.

While slipping into your dark green trainers you called Walker. You hoped that he could quickly drive you to lower Manhattan. You needed to find Loki as soon as possible and maybe you needed Walker's help to stop him from doing something really stupid. You weren't sure if Walker would answer your call, maybe he had worked the whole night and was still sleeping right now but you had to try it. You needed someone by your side you could trust and who wouldn't let you down in this awful situation and besides, you had no other person you could ask for help in this specific situation.

“Hello? Who's speaking?” You heard Walker's hoarse voice on the other end of the line, answering your call. It sounded like he was suppressing a yawn.

“Walker? It's y/n here. Walker, can you come, please? I need your help”, you asked him and grabbed your coat from the coat rack, putting it on.

“Are you okay? Did something happen? Is it about Mr.Larsson? Did he do something to you?” Walker was immediately wide awake when he heard your concerned and subtly frantic voice but he couldn't imagine that something bad could've happened between you and Loki.

“It has something to do with him, yes but he didn't hurt me. Walker please come, it's urgent. Can you drive me to lower Manhattan? Immediately? I'll explain everything to you while driving there and I promise I'll make it up to you. But please, please help me”, you nearly began to cry. You were so afraid that it might be already too late to avoid the worst case.

“Of course, dear, I'll be there in five”, and he ended the call.

You hurriedly ran down the stairway and waited in front of your house for Walker to arrive, impatiently walking up and down the pavement. It seemed you waited for an eternity but shortly after you saw the familiar black limousine driving around the corner to pick you up. You yanked the door hastily open, slipped into the passenger seat and closed the door, Walker looking quizzically at you.

“I don't belong on the backseat anymore, I won't return to the agency to work as an escort lady. I've fallen in love, Walker and I wanna be together just with him, with Lo… Luke”, you answered his wordless question, nearly accidentally revealing Loki's real name caused by the overwhelming situation you were in. You could barely think straight. Your thoughts were all about Loki and what he was about to do.

“I'm glad to hear that, y/n, you deserve happiness and a loving man by your side. Where do you want me to take you?”

“Do you remember the building I told you where my last workplace was?”

“Yes, I do!”

“Perfect! Please drive me there and Walker, we have to hurry. Loki… Mr Larsson is going to kill someone and… we need to stop him. He told me that… that he would kill my shitty ex after we spent our first night in the hotel suite. Now I'm running after him to avoid it and if not… he has to go… to jail. Walker, I can't lose him, I can't live without him”, you explained, your voice trembling with fear.

“He's going to kill someone? Seriously? This man would go to any lengths for you, wouldn't he? I always knew it. This man has fallen deeply for you. But…’Loki’?” The name evoked something in his mind.

“Walker, please…”

“Yeah, let's go. Buckle up, ma'am, we're in a hurry. Let's go on that mission”, and he ignited the engine, pressed the accelerator pedal down and merged into the traffic. The sun wasn't shining anymore and it began to rain when you were halfway through Manhattan. And as if that wasn't enough to darken your mood, you ended up in the biggest traffic jam you could think of. There wasn't any back or forth and no chance to take a different way. The rain got pretty heavy and you pulled the hood of your coat over your head. You opened the door, ready to jump out of the car onto the rain-filled and busy streets.

“What are you doing? You'll be drenched within seconds!” Walker warned you.

“I cannot wait for the traffic jam to clear, Walker. Meet me at the building of my former workplace, okay?” You didn't wait for his answer and confirmation. You slammed the car door shut and ran, ignoring everyone who came into your way, dodging everyone as best you could. The rain was pouring down now and you were already drenched to the bones after a few seconds but you didn't care. You ran, you ran as fast as you never did before in your life, and you hoped it wasn't already too late. Ralph's agency was still several blocks away.

“Loki, don't, please don't do it… Loki, no”, those words dropped off your lips like a mantra and your tears mixed up with the heavy raindrops on your face.

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“Is your boss in?” Loki asked calmly but darkly.

“Do you have an appointment, Mister…?” The front desk lady, a beautiful, young woman dressed in an elegant business dress, wanted to know. Seemingly impressed she stared at the man in front of her. Tall, with prominent cheekbones and a sharp jawline, his long inky black hair slicked back to tame the obvious curls, his toned body perfectly dressed in an all-black suit and a black dress shirt with a dark green tie, fixed with a golden tie pin, a dark long straight-cut double-breasted coat with notched, dark green lapels and a dark green lining. A nice pair of golden cufflinks peeped out of the coat’s sleeves and rounded off his elegant outfit. Loki would never appear on a business matter in casual clothes like he had worn when he had left you this morning. His appearance was extremely intimidating, even frightening and the dark sunglasses, which covered his eyes, added to this feeling. Loki ignored her and turned around to head to Ralph's office which must be behind that massive wooden door to his left-hand side. Today was payday. Not for you but for Ralph. Loki was on a mission and his mission was to fight for the honour of his lady, for you. And he had no time to waste.

“Sir, please, I must insist …Sir, excuse me, you can't… Sir”, she shouted at Loki, running after him and trying to stop him from entering Ralph's office without an appointment or personal invitation.

“Shhhh”, was all she was hearing when Loki turned around to look at her, placing his pointer finger vertically over his lips to shut her up.

“I assure you, I can, madam”, Loki said, his voice deep and cold as the arctic night. The young woman froze in place and she already knew that she would get punished by her boss because she hadn't done her job correctly which was to avoid this man walking straight into her boss’ office. Her neck hairs stood up when she saw Loki with long strides approaching her boss’ office door, his boots heavily hitting the floor. Loki gripped the doorknob, turned it, entered the office silently, and closed the soundproof door soundlessly behind him.

Ralph's back was facing the door and he was staring out of the floor-to-ceiling windows while he was on a phone call with someone. At the horizon, heavy rain-filled clouds were hanging dangerously in the sky, coming closer with every minute. His voice trembled and sounded angsty and excitedly. Loki took in the interior of the office and everything looked like he had expected. A curved glass desk, with several photos spread out on it, and a black leather executive chair, designer furniture, of course. A big flat-screen TV embedded in a wood-panelled wall, mahogany, of course. The finest cashmere silk carpets covered the marble floor and an amazing view over lower Manhattan completed the luxury of this office. And nothing of this came from Ralph's work. Not the money he owned, not this exclusive location, not the interiors. Nothing he claimed to be his was his at least. Not at all. Most of it came from your work and the work of your colleagues and seeing all this now with his own eyes after you had told him everything made him even angrier than he already was. He could literally and figuratively see how hard you had worked for all of this and he knew that professional success didn't come from nothing. Ralph really knew how to exploit his employees, mentally, physically and emotionally. A more superior, arrogant prick who never shit between two shoes. His only interest was money. He didn't care about anyone, he only cared about money and wealth. It disgusted Loki to imagine you in the arms of this jerk and he shuddered inwardly, suppressing the upcoming possessiveness and protective feelings he had for you. He had to stay cool and collected to avoid any bad mistakes which could bring him back to the dungeons of Asgard.

“You'll get your money… yes… yes, I assure you… yes, yes I promise… yes, I know she'll pay… C’mon, you know me, I'd never…”, Ralph whined into the phone and tried to sound credible when he turned around, looking at the tall, dark-dressed man standing opposite of him.

“I call you back, bye”, he talked into the phone and ended the call abruptly.

“And who the fuck are you? Who let you in? Do we have an appointment? I don't think so! Get out of here!” Ralph addressed Loki disrespectfully and upset.

“The front desk lady told me that you're here and I let myself in”, Loki responded emotionlessly and took off the sunglasses to put them provocatively slow into the pocket of his coat, settling his piercing gaze on Ralph's face.

“That bitch will get fired. That fuckin’ loser will never learn to do her job right. I'm surrounded by fuckin‘ idiots”, Ralph shouted towards the door, raising a clenched fist.

“Says the son of a bitch who has nothing else to do than exploiting and mistreating his employees and caretakers. I'd say, that makes you a fuckin’ idiot, a snorty pretentious douchebag who looks down on others”, Loki said while walking slowly towards Ralph, towering dangerously over him.

“Who are you? Are you one of Malone's men? I've told him I need more time. Don't go on my nerves, man!”

“Never heard of that name”, Loki answered, his voice menacingly.

“Are we dealing with the wrong men, Mr Belmont?” Loki tilted his head. “It doesn't matter who I am. I am no one's man. Well, I'm y/n's man but this is none of your business”, Loki's voice was deadly calm, deep and threatening and he felt the urgent wish of conjuring a knife.

“Ohhh, I see…”,Ralph laughed bitterly. “Are you her new stud, eh? Is that bitch in heat again? Well, I hope you fuck her right. Does that slut go wild when you shove your dick up her cunt or does she still think of me to cum hard? She's so frigid sometimes. That's so boring and annoying, isn't it? Thankfully it's none of my business anymore. Maybe I could give you some advice on how to pleasure her right. You better make the slut pay her debts or I'll forget about my good manners”, Ralph bellowed. “The clock is ticking man and soon you and the rest of Manhattan will know about what she really likes, you know. Would you like that? Your girlfriend posing naked on every billboard in Manhattan you can think of?” Ralph said provocatively not knowing who he was talking to. Loki clenched his jaw hard, glancing down at Ralph before he looked at the pictures on the desk.

“Are these the photos you're blackmailing y/n with?” It was a rhetorical question and he had a closer look at the spread-out photos. They showed you, his precious girl and beloved queen, in sexy lingerie or completely naked in lascivious poses or throwing air kisses toward the photographer, which was Ralph. Loki would've found them cute and arousing but knowing under which circumstances and why they were taken he was just disgusted. You didn't deserve that. It was abusive and violated the most private part of your life. He knew you had agreed to get photographed like that by your ex but they shouldn't lay here, on the desk, for everyone to see, ready to get published. On closer inspection, Loki discovered an HD-card lying on the desktop too, halfway covered by one of the pics.

“And the sex tape is on that card, I assume.”

“What a clever man you are?” Ralph answered sweetly and dismissively. “The bitch hasn't paid yet. If she pays, she can have them. If not, I'll publish them tomorrow at 6 am sharp. I own a bunch of billboards around town and beyond the city limits. It'll ruin her reputation, she won't have any chance in the marketing business anymore… or she comes back to me, back to the office and into my bed, so I can teach her further and everything will be fine again and I'll forget about the sexy, dirty little secrets I share with her”, Ralph said, a sardonic smile curving his mouth. “Or are you interested in the photos and the porn video? It's a really good one. Maybe you can learn something new, eh?” And he kept grinning complacently at Loki. “You can have them… let me think… for half a million dollars? That's the bare minimum for such a beautiful girl and a great offer, isn't it? You also would have two things for the price of one… you'd have her and the erotic photos. I'd say that's a fantastic deal so... Take it or leave it”, he offered the pics to Loki like they were a slice of meat.

Loki kept eyeballing him, pure hate and contempt in his gaze and he tried hard to not lose his cool. His fantasy evolved from punching and stabbing Ralph to ripping his tongue out. It was hard for him to stay calm but he had something to lose and that he would never risk. Not for someone like Ralph. Somehow he had a feeling he could hear your voice from afar, begging him to not do it, whatever ‘it’ was.

“And you say you loved her?” Loki's voice sounded emotionlessly but inwardly his blood was boiling.

“Who said I did? Yeah, in the beginning… everything was sunshine and roses and we were fucking like rabbits, yeah it was fun. She was of great use, you know. Everything she touched turned to gold. She's smart, clever, brave, an excellent negotiator, and a successful account manager. She's one of the best in our business. It gained us loads of money. She had a luxurious life with me and everything a girl wants: a penthouse in the best region of Manhattan, a beach house in the Hamptons, luxurious holidays, luxurious designer clothes, purses and shoes, her beloved cabrio to cruise to her mama, finest jewellery and big ass parties, and we still had sex which was off the charts when she was in the right mood… anything a girl could dream of but she threw it all away… for someone like… you?” Ralph raised his eyebrows and his grimy laughter filled his office. Loki was close to freak out and he had to suppress the urgent need to kill Ralph in an instant.

“But love? Love is for kids and dogs and absolutely overrated. Money and sex are good, and more fulfilling. Y/n was an investment, you know. She had a good life with me and there was no need to leave me. She decided differently. But no one, absolutely no one leaves a Belmont. Not without paying back their debts. I just want the money back I have invested in her. And being generous as I am she just has to pay a fraction of what she has cost me… or you take my offer. It's all up to you. Your decision. But as lovesick as you are I'm sure you'll take my offer.”

Loki's anger was boundless and grew with every second this piece of shit kept talking. The memory of you, sitting on the couch with your knees pulled to your chest, desperate and bawling your eyes out because of this man, this swine and what he had done to you and to what his behaviour had forced you to do, flashed back into his mind and made his heart aching. Enough was enough. This man would never hurt you again. Without a warning Ralph was grabbed and spun around and with an expulsion of air when his back hit the wood-panelled wall hard, he was pinned against it by two horned shadows. Panicking, Ralph couldn't see that they had the same shape as Loki. Loki's eyes shimmering greenish and dangerous, he slowly and elegantly took a seat in Ralph's leather chair, crossing one long leg over the other, keeping his stare fixed on that pathetic mortal literally sticking to the wall. He could clearly sense the smell of cold sweat that ran down Ralph's forehead and temples. Ralph screamed and shouted, struggling against the shadows that held him firmly against the wall.

“Hey asshole, stop that, damn it! What is that, let me down! Who are you?” He screamed.

“Someone who is fighting for justice and the honour of a woman. If you want to survive this you better answer my following question accurately. I only ask you once. Are these the only pictures and the only HD card you have of y/n?” Loki rested his forearms on the chair's armrests and kept staring at Ralph with that greenish gaze.

“Don't you dare threaten me… as if I would tell you, asshole… arghhh…”, Ralph whined and instantly the grip of the shadows tightened painfully.

“Wrong answer. Try again but be aware, it's your last chance”, Loki explained dryly. He still considered stabbing Ralph, cutting his balls off, and freeing him from his tongue and eyeballs… There were so many possibilities.

“Yes, yes these are the only ones…”, he answered, his voice squeaky and nearly suffocating when the grips of the shadows tightened further.

“Are you sure? No copies?”

“Yeah… arghh…no… no copies”, Ralph howled, convinced Loki would buy his lie.

“Wrong answer”, Loki responded and let the grip tighten further. He was sure he heard some bones of that pathetic creature break.

“Hey, …stop it… I tell you but please stop it, let… me down”, Ralph begged pathetically and cried painfully. “Hey, I need the money, okay?”, he pressed out. He wouldn't be able to stand this physical attack much longer but Loki wouldn't show mercy until he knew where the copies were.

“I need the money… they won't have mercy. Y/n owes me… she owes me the money…I invested in her… I've debts…a lot of debts. I borrowed money from them…”

“Who are ‘them’?” Loki wanted to. Not that it was important, he was just curious.

“The mafia, the… New York mafia, guys from… the underground…”

“Then you shouldn't have messed up with them. I'm sure they'll take good care of you and your issues. It's none of y/n's business. She was definitely right when she told me you would never get enough. Did you really just try to sell her to me? You even tried to sell me the pictures of her for twice the money you're blackmailing from her. You're such a disgusting piece of shit. And for the record, y/n owes you nothing. But you, you owe her everything. She never wanted all that fancy stuff and your money that isn't even yours. She wanted to be loved and appreciated but all you did was just hurt and abuse her and keep her in a toxic relationship. You tore her heart out and destroyed her happiness. Slowly, torturously, every single day over so many years. You're a scourge, a fucking scourge, threatening everyone around you. You deserve no pity or any kind of sympathy. You used y/n, her trust and her love and mistreated her in every way possible. You nearly wrung the life out of her, you wanted to throw her under the bus. That girl sold her body out of necessity because you had nothing else to do but take advantage of her and blackmail her. And the worst thing is you blackmailed her with these photographs, her proof of love because she posed just for you and trusted you that you would never show them to anyone else. You're disgusting and pathetic and you will burn in hell for that. You don't deserve any good and you never deserved her. You just used her to save your own ass. I should kill you for that and believe me, I could do terrible, awful things to you but you're not worth it that I get my hands dirty on you. You're a disgrace, not worthy to be in the same room as her, not worthy to breathe the same air she breathes, not worthy to even look at her. She's a queen, a goddess and you were never worthy of her at all. And now listen very carefully! You will never reach out to her again or I will find a way to eliminate your pathetic existence.” Loki's voice was full of hate and wrath and there wasn't the slightest shadow of a doubt that he wouldn't do what he was telling him.

“She's under my protection now and you get out of her life for once and all! Got it, you little shit? Where are the copies?” Loki snorted angrily, nostrils flaring and teeth clenching.

“Yeah… got it…”, Ralph confirmed, desperately gasping for air his lungs were longing for. “On my laptop… there's a file on my laptop… that's all… I swear, that's all…”

Loki rose from the leather chair and with a flick of his hands the photos, the HD card and any other digital devices in Ralph's office and on any other desk on this floor turned into ashes, leaving a smoldering mess on every table of Ralph's company. When Loki's shadows vanished, Ralph crashed down to the floor and Loki saw that this pathetic nobody had pissed his trousers.

“Pathetic”, was Loki's only comment and with that he left Ralph's office without closing the door.

“Someone should clean up the mess and tidy up his room”, he said while passing the front desk lady, with her shocked face staring at her smouldering computer and phone. Loki quickly left the floor and finally the building. When he stepped out of the building the sun wasn't shining anymore. Rain was pouring down instead and the streets were already wet and puddles formed everywhere. Damn, he had forgotten to take his umbrella with him. He still lived undercover as Luke Larsson and as this alter ego he couldn't risk conjuring an umbrella under the eyes of Manhattan's inhabitants.

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You ran through the heavy rain, desperately crying and your lungs aching from the exhaustingly run. But you didn't dare make a pause or run slower, you needed to find Loki and stop him. What if he had already killed Ralph? What if it were already too late? You ran and ran, water splashing up your trousers. You were holding your head down the whole time to save your face from the raindrops painfully hitting your facial skin. You kept staring down at the pavement while running through the crowded streets. The way to your former workplace didn't seem to end and you were close to giving up on your plan to save your lover from doing something really stupid when you finally arrived and suddenly bumped into a solid wall of muscles. Immediately, two strong arms were wrapped firmly around you and a familiar voice addressed you scoldingly but lovingly.

“Hey, watch it, girl!”

You looked up, the rain covering your face again.

“Loki, oh my goodness, Loki”, you gasped and hugged him ever so tightly that he moaned with laughter.

“Sweets, what are you doing here, I told you…”

“Loki, please…please tell me you didn't kill him…Loki…” you cried.

“Sweets, why should I…”

“Loki, why did you kill Ralph? Please tell me…please…why did you make such a mistake…I'm not worth it that you risk everything for me…”

“Sweets, calm down. Protecting the people you love is never a mistake… well, listen… everything is…”

“Loki I can't lose you, I can't. How am I supposed to live without you? They will take you away from me…they will bring you to Asgard and then…” you continued upset.

“Sweets, no one will bring me…” Loki tried to interrupt you.

“They will, Loki, they will…and I will never see you again…please, please don't leave me alone…I can't let you go…”, you sobbed desperately.

“Would you please listen to me just for a second, my love?” Loki asked you insistently.

He made you loosen your tight grip on him a little bit so he could look into your tear-stained eyes and talk to you. He cupped your rain-wet face with his big hands, his thumbs gently rubbing over your cheeks and he pressed a tender kiss to your lips. They were wet from the rain and your tears but the salty taste was delicious and the softness of your lips gave him the familiar comfy feeling in his gut. But it also felt painful and somehow like a goodbye.

“I didn't kill him. I only taught him a lesson”, Loki told you calmly after breaking the kiss.

“You didn't kill him?”

“No!” He answered softly and chuckled.

“You really didn't?”

“I really didn't!”

“The photos… What about the photos? And the video?”

“Destroyed, gone to ashes. Everything!”

“Are they? Really?”

“Yeah, really”, he responded, nodding affirmatively and smiling at you.

“I am… I am free now?” You asked unbelievingly. Loki hesitated for a moment before he gave you the answer. He didn't want to let you go ever again but maybe he had to.

“Yes, Sugar. You're free. You're free to go wherever you want. And… I'll keep an eye on you, I promise. I'll be there whenever you need me, sweets. I hope you get happiness soon, you deserve it, more than anyone else. You will always be in my heart and I will never forget you, my sweet thing. You showed me how love, care and adoration should feel and I'm so grateful for it and… I envy the man who is going to call you ‘his’ one day. What a lucky lad he will be.” Loki's voice broke a little bit and he was glad that it was still raining so you couldn't really see the upcoming tears in his eyes.

“Why would you say that? Why are you talking about another man? Why do you make it sound like this is our goodbye?” You were puzzled and rattled.

“You said, you aren't sure if you're ready for a new relationship, a relationship with me. You also told me that you would never fall in love with a client. And in the end, I maybe was never more than this, a client. And it's okay, I totally get that. I just want you to be okay. If you're happy, I'm happy too. I'll always be your friend,” Loki said with obvious sadness.

“I've already found him…” and you gave him a reassuring smile.

“You found who?”

“The man I want to be with… the lucky lad”, you told him, mischievously grinning.

“Yeah, I thought so… and it's understandable”, Loki confirmed and you couldn't help but chuckle.

“You're such an adorable, admirable, wonderful and beautiful charmer, Loki Laufeyson. You still don't know it? It's you. It has always been you!”

“But you said…”

“Yeah, I know… I said a lot of things, stupid things. But there's one thing I didn't say yet”, you told him softly, grabbed him by the collar of his coat and pulled him towards you.

“I love you, Loki, I love you more than I can tell or show you. You're everything to me”, and you pulled him in for a kiss, pressing your lips gently onto his. He swept his tongue along the seam of your lips, demanding entry and you opened your mouth willingly. This wasn't a kiss of passion or a kiss to evoke positive emotions. It was a kiss of revelation. It was a kiss filled with all the love you had inside of you for each other. Now he knew that he loved you, sincerely and genuinely, and he also knew that you loved him too in the same way. You had just told him and he knew that you would never lie to him. The truth was in that loving kiss.

“We should get you out of the rain, sweet thing. You're drenched to the bones. I don't want you to get ill, my love. Let me bring you home.”

“Home? Which home, Loki?”

“What do you mean, sweets?”

“Please, I'd like to go home with you. I don't want to be alone anymore…” Loki smiled brightly at you and pressed a kiss to your forehead, the rain still pouring down on you two.

“Let's get back to your home first so you can get some of your clothes and belongings and then we can go to my home if that's what you want. I'd love to take you home with me, sweets. I don't want to be alone anymore either. And later I'll take you out for dinner. I want to date you and spoil you. Would you like that, my love?” He asked you softly.

“You've no idea how much I'd like that, Loki”, you confirmed.

Loki felt a swell of emotion rise inside him and he didn't know if he wanted to smile or cry or both of it at the same time.

“Thank you, thank you for doing this for me, Loki. You risked your freedom and your life for me”, and you kissed him again and he was holding you so tightly as if the pouring rain could wash you away if he wouldn't hold you this close.

“I'd do anything for you. I'd spend the rest of my life in shackles and solitude as long as I know that you're okay, that you're happy and safe. And I swear, I never wanted to buy you, all I ever wanted was to help you, protect you, love you and have you by my side!” Water was dripping from his dark locks and the tip of his nose, and you were sure there were also some tears running down his cheek.

“I know, Lo, I know”, and a swell of tears prevented you from further talking.

Loki rested his forehead against yours and pulled you gently closer against his chest if that was even possible. He felt you trembling because of the rain and the upcoming wind and most possibly it wasn't just because of this. There was so much tension in you and so much pressure over the last months, emotionally and physically, and you still couldn't process yet what just had happened and what Loki had been doing for you. You would need some time to cope with the whole situation and to fully understand that you were truly free now.

“Let's go, sweet thing. You're dripping wet and shivering because of the cold”, and while he thought about calling for a taxi, a car's horn, which definitely was different from other horns, was honking invitingly. You both looked in the direction of that special noise and a big smile crossed your faces. It was Walker. He finally had made it through the traffic jam. You two hurriedly ran hand in hand to the limousine. Loki yanked the rear door open to let you get into the backseat first.

“C'mon, get in, you two love cats”, Walker insisted and he smiled at you both, a fatherly concern in his eyes.

You two slipped into the backseat and as soon as you were sitting next to each other, you began to laugh wholeheartedly. You two looked rather like completely drenched street cats than like two adorable love cats. Walker turned his head to look at you and joined in your laughter. Neither Loki nor you could remember the last time you were laughing that freely and genuinely. For the first time, you recognised Loki laughing like this and you were in awe at how beautiful he looked when he was laughing and you were sure his smile could cure all of your sadness, insecurities and fears.

“So everything is alright, I assume?” Walker wanted to know.

“Yes, everything is fine. We're so sorry, Walker, that we're ruining your backseat. I'll dry and clean it after reaching my apartment, I promise”, you told him while lovingly squeezing Loki's hand which rested on his thigh in the sodden trousers of his completely waterlogged suit.

“Don't worry about that, y/n. So, where do you want me to drive you and Mr Larsson?”

“Please drive us to my beautiful lady's home first and then it would be great if you could drive us to New Jersey, to my penthouse”, Loki asked him politely.

“Of course, Sir, as you wish”, Walker responded kindly and turned the key in the ignition. Ignoring the blare of car horns, he merged into the traffic to drive you two to your home first and he also put the partition up to give you some privacy.

With a slight side nod of his head, Loki's clothes went dry and his hair was all styled and fluffy again. Your mouth agape, you stared at him and formed a silent o with your lips and raised your eyebrows. You couldn't believe what you just had seen.

“How did you do this?” You asked him surprised when you had found your voice again.

“Ooh… ahhmm… sorry, old habits, sweets”, he answered apologetically. He wasn't aware that you had never seen him using magic.

“It's one of my many magical abilities. I'm sorry if it freaked you out.”

“No, no, not at all, Lo! It's cool. Can you do this drying thing on me too? I'd love to be dressed in my dry clothes again”, you sighed longingly.

“Of course, I can use my magic on you, too. I just wouldn't do it without your consent, and he looked deeply into your eyes, drowning in them and he urgently wanted to kiss you.

“You have it!”

“I have what?" His eyes, which had the aura of a lovesick panther, were still fixed on yours and you cupped his face to pull him in for the much-needed feeling of his warm lips on yours.

“My consent… you have my consent, Lo.” Your last words were a whisper and then Loki captured your lips with his. While he kissed you so deeply and passionately you felt how your clothes went dry.

“Thank you, you mumbled against his lips before you continued making out with your lover. As much as you enjoyed being dry and feeling more comfortable in your clothes again you couldn't deny how sexy and irresistibly arousing you found it to get physical with Loki when you two were in a drenched state. You should test it in a warm shower with him and you started giggling under the sweet torture of his lips, teeth and tongue.

“What?”

“It's nothing…"

“Ooh, I know there's something. What makes you giggle? Did I tickle you?”

“Nooo… I just thought about having sex with you and cuddly hugs in the shower”, you explained.

“Uhhh, you would like that?”

“I would!”

“Your wish is my order, sweet thing and you know that I'm eager to fulfil all of your wishes and needs and not only the naughty ones", he said softly and brushed a strand of hair tenderly out of your face and placed some more gentle kisses to your lips and finally to your temple.

“I want to ask you something”, Loki said, his tone a bit more serious again.

“What is it about?” You wanted to know.

“Do you think Walker would like to work for me?”

You just looked quizzically at him.

“I don't know. Maybe? You should ask him!” Loki nodded at you and pressed the button of the intercom to get in contact with the chauffeur.

“Walker, could you please put the partition down, I'd like to ask you something”, Loki addressed him and immediately the partition went down.

“Of course, Mr.Larsson. How can I help you?”

“Walker, you're one of the most loyal, friendly and reliable chauffeurs and men I've met in a very long time. The way you always supported and protected my beloved woman and I guess any other escort lady of Rhea's agency impresses me and … I would like to employ you. Could you imagine working for me? Exclusively for me? I need a reliable driver who lays great value on discretion and secrecy as much as I do and who would take good care of not only me and my family but also their safety and security in casualty when I can't be with them. It would also include driving a lovely woman and her wheelchair to any place at any time she wants, together with her daughter. You would only have to work in the daytime and driving us by night is going to be an exception. I'll pay you properly and I'll guarantee you excellent working conditions. You don't have to give me an answer right now. Take your time to think about it and… do you have a family?”

Walker was speechless because of Loki's extraordinary offer and he needed a second before he could speak again. He cleared his throat and answered Loki's question.

“Yes, I've got a family. My wife and three kids. I'm sure they'd be glad if I didn't work entirely at night anymore. Also, I'm not only a certified driver, I'm also a certified bodyguard so I could work as a bodyguard for your family too, if necessary. Working in the daytime would offer me more time with my offspring and the missus would be happy to spend more time with me, too.”

“Then discuss it with your wife and let me know your decision.”

“Thank you, Mr Larsson. I… I really don't know what to say and how to thank you. I truly appreciate your fantastic offer.”

“Not that for, and no worries, Walker. Take your time. And there's one more thing which might help you to make a decision. My name isn't Luke Larsson. I'm Loki Laufeyson and I've been living undercover here for twelve years now and you possibly know who I am. But I think you deserve to know who your might-be new boss is. And don't hesitate to refuse my offer. If so, that's just fine for me. I'd absolutely understand it and would totally accept it”, Loki said genuinely.

Now Walker knew why it clicked when you called him this morning and accidentally used Loki's real name.

“New York Invasion 2012. That Loki Laufeyson?”

“Yes, Walker, I'm exactly that man”, Loki confirmed. Walker nodded knowingly, directing his words towards Loki, looking smilingly at him through the rearview mirror.

“It won't have any influence on my decision, Sir. And if y/n trusts you, I'll trust you, too. There's no doubt about it. I'll talk to the missus tonight and I'll let you know about my decision.”

You stared unbelievingly at Loki. Did you get him right? He not only wanted Walker to work for him, but he also wanted him to work for you and your mum. You couldn't believe it.

“Loki, you… you also thought about my mum when you made him this offer? I… I don't know what to say”, you asked him surprised.

“Of course, I did. You're a part of my life now. And so is your mum and everyone and everything that belongs to you and I'll take care of that too”, he told you and with one of his hands he cupped your cheek lovingly. Your eyes teared up and your lips formed a silent ‘Thank you’. What a wonderful and caring man he was and you just hoped you could live up to his love.

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In the early evening after bringing some of your belongings and the things you needed to finish your exams, there were just a few days left, and after some hours of cuddling and drinking tea, you were now sitting in a small, romantic Italian restaurant and having a wonderful candlelight dinner with Loki. A dinner you always had dreamt of you could have with him without the pressure of doing the job of an escort. Tonight you were here as his date, a real date and not a fake date. You wondered why you two were the only guests in the location and Loki explained to you that he had booked the whole restaurant because he wanted to be alone with you. It was so wonderfully intimate and you two enjoyed every second with each other, sharing food and wine, exchanging smitten looks and dreamy moments. Loki held your hand, kissing your knuckles from time to time and he never took his eyes off you. Intimate gestures and loving teasing didn't need any words. The atmosphere was perfectly harmonic. Was there anything more lovely?

“Have I already told you how gorgeous you look tonight in your lovely dress?” Loki gushed.

“No, not yet until now.” You knew that he would like your casual, sleeveless, nicely swinging black dress with the big white polka-dots and he didn't know yet that you wore the green silk lace panties of the lingerie set he had given to you.

“I'm so sorry, sweets, please forgive me. Your beauty makes me just speechless and it clouds my mind.”

“Charmer! As if you were any better, dressed in that dark green, half-opened shirt and your tight-fitting chinos. You're distracting me too and I know you're doing it on purpose”, you teased him and let your foot slide upwards over his shin between his thighs, and with your toes, you started playing with his crotch.

“What the hell are you doing there, you sweet little naughty thing?”

“Nothing”, you responded with assumed innocence, a mischievous grin curving your lips and you took a sip of your wine, looking temptingly at him over the rim of your glass. Loki grabbed your foot and prevented you from rubbing and massaging his manhood further and making him cum in his trousers. He had different plans with you.

“I'm so sorry”, you pouted playfully, licking your lips and placing your glass on the table.

“You're not but if you're a good girl for me and stop turning me on so shamelessly you might be rewarded later.” With your innocent smile and your sparkling eyes, you were hard to resist and Loki considered fucking you right here and now, bent over the table, your breasts exposed and your panties shoved aside, his stiff cock penetrating you pleasurably. But no, this date should be all about you and he had planned something sweet and lustful for you, something he would've loved to do much earlier at a former date and he was sure you'd enjoy it to the fullest. He'd let you fuck him later, at home, under the shower, against the wall or in his bed or wherever you wanted to make love with him. Tonight he was all yours.

“I'll be a good girl then, I prefer to get a reward”, you said smilingly and withdrew your foot. You shoved some spaghetti into your mouth, chewing and becoming thoughtfully.

“What is it, sweets? You seem lost. Are you mad at me now? I was just kidding… I thought you might like some lustful games. I love it when you touch me like this…”, Loki said apologetically.

“It's not because of that and no, I'm not mad at you, Lo. It's just… What happened in Ralph's office? I just can't get it out of my head. Would you mind telling me?” You pleaded for him to tell you about it. You needed to know it for your inner peace so you could close this painful matter.

Loki considered what to tell you and what he should better tell you not because he didn't want you to get hurt any further.

“I told him to stay away from you for the rest of his life and that I would find a way to eliminate his pathetic existence if he's not willing to follow my orders. I did it with a kind of physical force… guilty of that. But I swear I never intended to kill him. I'm well aware of the consequences it would have for me and I'd never risk that. I'd never risk losing you and I'd never leave you alone, sweets”, Loki answered your question and held your hand firmly and protectively in his.

“I know, Lo”, you whispered and a single tear escaped your eye, making its way down your cheek and a soft smile curving your lips.

“When you took a nap in the afternoon I did some research and contacted some business friends for further information about your shitty ex. He has not only lent money from the New York mafia, he also has gambling debts with several New Yorker underground guys, more gambling debts than he can handle. He also kept living beyond his means and he was never good enough to run a company on his own. You were absolutely right, he never gets enough and he tried to use you to save his ass.”

“Yeah, everything makes sense now and I always sensed there's more about it. He would never have stopped if you weren't there…”, you sobbed quietly and Loki caressed the back of your hand tenderly with his thumb.

“Don't think about it anymore, my love. It's over now, you're free and I'm with you and I'll keep you safe. I always have your back”, Loki told you comfortingly.

“Please help me to forget and to start my life anew. Free and without those disgusting threats”, you muttered and kept smiling lovingly at him.

“I'm here and you're already in the middle of the beginning of your new life and I'm with you and I won't go, I'll never leave you alone, sweet thing”, Loki assured you and with your free hand, you reached over the table and cupped his cheek. He leaned into your touch and before you withdrew your hand again he pressed a tender kiss to your palm.

“Thank you for this wonderful dinner, thank you for everything. Did you recognise that this is our first date as y/n and Loki and not as ‘Sugar and Luke’?” You asked him, changing the topic. You didn't want to talk about Ralph ever again. Mentally you let him go to ashes as Loki did with your pictures and the sex tape. He would never influence your life again.

“Yes, now that you mention it, and … my pleasure. I always wanted to have an evening like this with you”, and you both chuckled. It was followed by a deep loving stare into each other's eyes and you couldn't stop doing it.

You finished the main course peacefully and waited for the waiter to take your plates. Loki asked him politely to not disturb you anymore and the waiter nodded and left the dining area. You were completely alone now just as Loki had booked it.

“What about a dessert? You know how much I love desserts. Why did you send him away?” you pouted and Loki smiled brightly and mischievously at you.

“What are you up to, handsome?”

“Come here, sweet thing”, he commanded seductively and you stood up from your chair and rounded the table, your finger slowly trailing over the tablecloth.

“What do you want, loverboy?” You purred velvety and moved like a cat, slowly and lurkingly, prepared for any dirty little game he wanted to play with you.

“I want a dessert”, he murmured and his deep demanding voice sent a shiver down your spine.

“You once said you hate desserts…”

“Did I? Well, I said a lot of things,” and he rose from the chair, grabbed you carefully but firmly by your hips and placed you on the top of the table, staring deep into your sparkling eyes. You spread your legs for him so he could stand between them.

“Yes, you did”, and you watched him slowly unbutton his shirt completely, tugging it out of his chinos and when he finished, you yanked him closer and shamelessly touched his abs and well-toned pecs.

“Yes, I said a lot of things but there's one dessert I'd never deny”, he answered devotedly. “Keep touching me, sweet thing.”

“Here? We're in a public place, Lo. Anyone outside can see us!”

“Don't worry, I took care of that. I'd never expose you like that. No one will see or hear us. Please, keep going, my love”, and you followed his wish and let your hands explore his torso further. He obviously enjoyed it as much as you did. You knew he would never lie to you and that you were safe with him.

“What dessert is it? What does it taste like?”

Loki's answer was a devouring kiss, his tongue playing eagerly and lustfully with yours as if it were the last time he would be allowed to kiss you. His fingers played with your nipples which lay already stiff under the thin fabric of your dress. You moaned into his mouth and your upcoming wetness began to drench your panties and the tablecloth. When Loki broke the kiss you both gasped for air.

“Its taste is sweet, tempting, alluring and it beguiles my senses”, he whispered against your lips.

“Like chocolate?”

“No, like sugar but so much sweeter and I only got a hint of it so far and I definitely need more”, and he sank on his knees pulling your ass closer to him.

“You just got a hint of me on our first night together and you still remember how I taste?”

“How could I forget about that? It haunted me, sweets. Your scent, your softness, your wetness, it haunted me every night but I know it was worth the wait. Please let me have you, let me give you the pleasure I promised you.”

“Yes, show me! Put my mind at ease, Lo and take your dessert. I need you and I need your hot tongue licking that sensitive spot of mine. Please redeem me, make me forget”, you begged him desperately and he slowly shoved the skirt of your dress up to your waist and pulled impatiently at your underwear. He needed to have you and he wanted to have your taste on his tongue. He had been waiting for it for so long.

“Nice panties, sweets. But we need to get them off”, and you lifted your butt a bit so he could slide them down. He winked at you and put them into the pocket of his trousers. He looked so good on his knees and he was so beautiful it hurt.

You laid your back down on the table top when he began to pepper soft kisses to your inner thighs, inching closer and closer to the spot where you wanted him and then he finally buried his face in your crotch. He spread your legs wider and held you by your hips and with the flat of his tongue he licked gently over your clit and you shuddered in response.

“Please, don't stop…”, you murmured and sighed heavily.

“I won't, sweet thing. You taste too good to stop”, he moaned with pleasure.

Loki began to lick you quicker and harder and vigorously ate out your cunt as if he were possessed by it. You could just cry out in pure lust. Loki sucked at your throbbing clit and licked around your sensitive bud in firm circles, the tip of his tongue teasingly licking your entrance. You squirmed and writhed under his delicious torture, your back arching, your legs shaking as he brought you close to the edge. It wouldn't take you long until you would explode and you whimpered loudly when he withdrew his tongue from inside of you and stopped licking you just before you were close to your orgasm.

“Come for me, sweet thing, let go and give it all to me, give yourself to me, fully and completely”, Loki told you as his fingers ran along your clit and you clenched around nothing. You arched your hips against him and he slipped two fingers gently inside of you, curling them up and teasing your inner spot, causing you to let out a throaty moan.

“Norns, I love it when you moan for me. Let me worship you”, Loki groaned and sucked hungrily at the soft flesh of your inner thigh. He withdrew his fingers, made you lick them clean and immediately his magical lips were all over your lady parts again. You positioned your upper body on your elbows and watched him. You needed to see him, kneeling in front of you between your thighs, feeling his tongue moving furiously over your clit. It didn't take long and your much-anticipated climax washed over you.

You threw your head back and moaned deeply and after a few seconds of recovering, he was teasing you again and put his mouth back on your still swollen and sensitive clit, flicking his tongue over it and making you come for a second time. You were crying out his name, your back on the table again, your legs resting on his shoulders. Your hands grabbed his head and you raked your fingers through his thick curls. This man knew exactly what to do with his tongue. He was truly a magician.

“It felt so good, Lo. It was the best cunnilingus I ever had”, you whispered blissfully when you caught your breath again and he raised from the floor, pulled your upper body upwards flush against his chest and enveloped you in a loving embrace.

“My pleasure, sweet thing. I'm glad that you enjoyed it”, he cooed.

“I definitely did, Lo. Best dessert ever. Thank you”, you mumbled against his cheek and your lips found his to kiss him ardently.

“I hope the dessert was to your liking and you enjoyed it too”, you asked him, your hands caressing his nape, and you wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him close to you.

“Ohhh yes, I absolutely did enjoy it, my love. The way you flush when I make you come, the way you throw your head back in that special moment of bliss, the way you moan for me, is so beautiful, sweets. You are beautiful and you taste so good. I can't get enough of you”, he whispered against your lips and claimed your mouth in a heated kiss. The taste of your juices and your scent were lingering on his lips and it somehow got you hot and bothered again.

“Please give me my panties back, Lo.”

“Why do you want to have it back, hm?” He purred against your soft and kiss-swollen lips.

“You already have stolen one and the one you have stolen from me just now was a gift”, you pouted sweetly. You felt so free now, worshipped and craved and you were satisfied to the core.

“A gift?” He teased, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips.

“Yes, a gift. It's a gift from the man I love”, you purred.

“Is that so?”

“Yes, it is”, and you captured his mouth by tenderly kissing him. You could still taste yourself on his soft lips.

“What if I want to keep them?” He teased further.

“For what? Why? What are you doing with them?”

“I used the other one to get some steam off, on the lonely nights when I missed you terribly and imagined you touching me, sucking me, making me moan your name. So at least I had your scent and the softness of your panties and rubbing them all over my body, and jack off and cum all over them was so arousing and satisfying”, he muttered lasciviously against the soft and sweaty flesh of your throat.

“You nasty, nasty boy”, you scolded him playfully, tugging his curls gently. Loki chuckled lightly, tilted his head and sucked and bit your earlobe tenderly. You could only make a faint groan.

“But still… I want it back. Please, Lo. You'll have me every day and night from now on. And I really love that lingerie you've given to me.” You still held him captive with your arms entwining his neck and your legs wrapped firmly around his slender waist.

“As you wish, my queen”, and immediately your panties dangled on his long index finger right before your nose.

“Thank you”, you whispered and with a quick, soft peck on the lips you took the panties off from his finger. “Can we go home now? I'd like to get back to the shelter and comfort of your cosy home and I can't wait to strip off your clothes and worship your divine body. And until then my panties stay off, just for you”, and you smiled mischievously and seductively at him.

“Can't wait to get fucked by you. Norns, you're driving me wild, sweet thing”, and he kissed you demandingly and deeply. Since he made you come twice he has been on edge.

“Let's get home then, my sweet lover, let me return the favour and make you happy.”

You two left the restaurant, entered the limousine’s backseat and asked Walker to drive you home. You were well aware of his massive boner, visibly bulging his trousers. You sat glued to him, took his hand in yours, intertwined your fingers with his and with your other hand you held him firmly by his biceps and rested your head on his shoulder and Loki rested his head on the top of yours. You inhaled his scent deeply. An alluring mixture of his expensive cologne, masculinity, arousal and that special something you still couldn't decipher. You felt his heart pounding fast when you moved your hand from his biceps to his chest and placed it in the open V of his half-buttoned shirt. You saw his cock twitching with anticipation and smiled.

“Are you aching for me, Lo?”

“Yes, you have no idea how much”, he answered devotedly and pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head. He then placed a finger under your chin and made you look at him. In the dim light of the limousine’s backseat, it wasn't clearly visible but you were sure there was a reddish shimmer in his eyes, slowly replacing the familiar piercing blue and his pupils were dilated with lust and desire.

This man burned for you and you would feed his flames. Tonight you would become his forever and he would become completely yours. No more fears, no more secrets.

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