#cosynsfw

[ilycosy]

giving luke head for the first time

“sorry i’ve never done this before” while he’s a moaning mess trying not to cum too quick 🫣

oo anon u absolutely cooked w this one ,,,, luke wld sooo b trying to last longer than he actually can as soonnn as u put ur mouth on him

luke my fav whiny boy <33

luke could feel everything before you even put your mouth on him, from the heat of your fingertips to the warm sensation of your lips against his stomach. his hands had gripped onto the bed under him, his teeth digging into the flesh of his lips to muffle any noise that might slip out.

his breath hitched before he released a shudder when he felt your hands sliding down his pants, taking his boxers and pants only down to his knees due to excitement— neither of you knew who was more excited at this point, him or you.

you pressed a soft kiss to his hip that had him huffing, whispering softly, "ive never done this before." he could've sworn that you were lying though with how seductive you looked up at him, as if you two weren't both eager teens exploring for the first time.

"s' okay," he whispered back, his hand coming to rest on the side of your face, gently rubbing your cheek with his thumb. "just take your time."

he felt almost instant regret when you smiled and licked a long stripe up him, from base to tip. he could've sworn that he could feel the stars— all his senses instantly heightened as he fought back the urge to buck his hips up into your mouth.

the urge got harder to control as time went on (it felt like hours to him, though it was only a couple minutes.) his once breathy pants turned into whines as his hips had to be held down, he only felt a little sorry about the couple times he made you gag.

his hips jutted out against your hands multiple times, progressively getting faster as he threw his head back— unable to keep eye contact now as the knot in his stomach begins unraveling. his whines becoming too loud that now he has to cover his mouth so people don't come looking for the source of noise.

you barely had a warning besides the curse to the gods and a sharp tug on your hair trying to pull you away, which you didn't. he whimpered against his hand and hid his face as he came, too embarrassed to see your face since he came with no warning.

"c'mon baby," you mumbled, running your hands up his thighs. your voice is rough from the abuse and you sound like you need to clear your throat, but he perks up nonetheless. "let'm see your face?"

[ilycosy]

subby season one rafe has my heart omg please share ur thoughts on the cokehead when he's high lmao

subby rafe is my fav type of rafe !!! i wna take care of him n mother him sm 😕

warnings: rafe is high (technically dubcon) , mommy kink n issues , dry humping !!

you both knew this wasn't okay in any way, other than personality differences and the fact that you're his dealers best friend— you're a pogue. rafe couldn't think of anything worse that he could be attracted to, but whenever he's in need of a fix he finds himself at your doorstep.

you hadn't really meant for this to become a thing, but rafe was cute. he was still baby faced and jittery every time you brushed him, pouting his pretty lips whenever you told him no more.

he hadn't come for a fix this time, rather showing up already high. his pupils dilated, and his brain moving faster than his mouth could speak. he barely got out the word 'mommy' before his lips were on yours. it hadn't been the first time you and rafe had slept together (don't tell his friends), but it's definitely the first that he's been so.. needy.

his slick lips had moved from yours down to your neck, shoving you through the door as you tried to grasp what was even going on. your hands found their way to his hips before you fully registered that they were even moving, pushing him back.

when you pushed him back, you could see the traces of his coke under his nose. his breathing was heavy, his hands trying to paw at you and bring you closer. whimpering for you, pleading that you pay attention to him.

you ignore the ache in your heart and focus on the ache between your legs, pulling him closer so you can properly kiss him. your hands run up his shirt, teasing his cold clammy skin.

he pushes back, trying to get your hands on him more. "fuck," he whines, his voice throaty and high. "please, mommy." you can hear your heart beating in your ears as he pleads, bringing your hands up to his chest manually.

your fingers find his nipples, just to tease him, not expecting to pull a whine from his throat so easily. his voice raising in volume as he tries to pull away when you pinch them, "fucking– stop!" he grunts, not like that'll stop you.

your hands slip out from under his shirt to rest on his throat, his dilated pupils hazily looking at you as he easily lets you push him to your broken couch. he can feel something sharp digging into his back but he doesn't mention it, not when you climb onto his lap.

"rafe," you tease, dragging your nails from his neck down his chest, resting at his v-line. "i always knew you were just looking for attention."

he thinks he rolls his eyes, whether he actually did is unknown to him. he doesn't argue with you, half because you're right and half because he's liking everything you do. a certain weight is lifted off him when your weight comes down on him, grinding onto the bulge in his shorts.

you bite back a giggle when rafe's head drops to your tits, his hands finding the back of your shirt to untie it. his shaking hands undo the knot of your shirt and tug it completely off, almost ripping it when it gets caught on your shoulders. so needy to have access to your chest.

his breathing hitches as he tunes into all his senses at once, the feeling of your cunt dragging up and down on his clothed cock, the smell of your coconut shampoo and your vanilla bodywash, but especially the soft muffled noises you make.

you watch him with hooded eyes, looking down at him as he drools on your tits— leaving warm spit to cool every time he pulls away slightly to look down and watch you grind. you can tell he's cumming before he even notices, his whines becoming louder and his hips bucking up.

he doesn't notice that he's cum until he feels the prickling pain of overstimulation rush through him when you keep moving, then he feels the uncomfortable wetness in his boxers— then comes the embarrassment. he came, in his pants, before you!

he almost apologizes, maybe begs for you to listen and not be mad but he's cut off by you. "there's mommy's boy," you coo at him, bordering teasing and loving. "did you cum for mommy?"

he swears his heart soars as he nods, a heavy blush spreading across his face as he looks up from your tits. peeking out from them innocently, like he didn't just do lines of coke with barry and cum in his pants.

"sweetheart," you whisper, running your fingers through his greasy hair, noting that he needs a shower after. "can you please make mommy feel good now? it's unfair that you've came n' i haven't.."

he almost gives himself whiplash with how fast he starts nodding, moving to get up and shove you onto the couch.

[ilycosy]

PLEAAAAAASE MORE SUB RAFE ! I ABSOLUTELY LOVED WHAT YOU WROTE

Maybe comforting him after he has a fight w ward and he comes looking for you all teary eyed and he just wants his mommy to take care of him 🤭(he’s fs sucking on them titties)

sub rafe supremacy !!! he's so sweet n i love him !!!

warning : daddy issues (ward when i catch u ward) , mommy kink , drug mention (he isnt high) , s1 rafes greasy hair is a warning itself

you heard the footsteps before rafe even announced that he was here, they were loud and fast as he easily shoved open your door. you almost rolled your eyes at the sight of him, teary eyes and his bangs almost sticking to his head, residue coke on his nose from an old line.

for an intimidating man in public, constantly wanting to fight and argue— he was mommy's boy through and through. being thrown out by his father when he owed money, his addiction being at its peak right now. he came running to you.

he didn't speak when he stalked over to you, blinking rapidly so he wouldn't cry. he climbed on top of you, shifting so he could be smaller in your arms, grabbing your hand to put it on his head a little more aggressively than he meant to.

"off." he mumbled, tugging at your shirt. you just sighed and pulled it off, you don't even know why you still wear a bra, you just fumble with taking it off everytime he stares at you expectantly. his watery blue eyes waiting for your chest to be fully out for him.

he doesn't say anything else before he latches on, letting a tear slip down his cheek as he sucks on one nipple while his hand squeezes your other tit. your hand rakes through his hair, scratching at his scalp as he lets go of all his worries. he forgets completely about ward, and how he's now technically homeless.

you press a soft kiss to his forehead and push his bangs back, "can mommy keep reading?" you ask. he doesn't even hesitate with shaking his head no, only pulling off for a second to tell you to pay attention to him.

you don't bother with reading anymore, setting the book to the side as you continue petting his head. thinking about all the self-care things you can probably wrangle him into doing while he's in this headspace, but for now you're trapped under him while he sniffles and sucks hickeys onto your chest, making sure everyone knows you're his mommy.

[ilycosy]

THE LUKE EATING R OUT FIC UGHHH

i love love love it.

we love pussy drunk luke who can’t keep his mouth off you for more then 10 minutes 😋😋

he's literally my fav pussy drunk man ever ,,, he's devouring that shit on sight !!! w/o any convincing or asking he's down

if anything he has to convince u ...

warnings : sweaty sex , oral duh , slight coercion? (he convinces r but she lowk doesn't care)

"please baby?" was the first thing you were greeted with when you got back from sparring, your shirt stuck to your back with sweat and your skin was warm to the touch. you vaguely remember brushing his hugs and touchy hands away as you tried to grab your showering stuff.

you rolled your eyes when the pleading became insistent, turning around to face him with your arms crossed. "luke, im sweaty!" you say, making it a point to now ignore his pleas. "just come to the shower with me?"

he shakes his head, floppy dark hair shaking side to side with the motion— his curls are sticking up in random places along with frizzing because of the humidity. "can't eat y'out in the shower." he mumbles, admitting defeat as he lays back on his bunk. fidgeting with his pillow case as he pouts.

you glance over at him, sighing deeply as you set down your change of clothes and towel— you make your way over to him. "what if it's gross?" you ask, leaning over him as he perks up like an eager dog. he shakes his head and goes to wave his finger before stopping, it made you giggle but for his sake you didn't point it out.

"nah," he says hastily, his hands moving to your hips. "never gross, cmon sweetheart please?" his brown eyes look up at you pleadingly, his chin resting on the pudge of your stomach. "please—"

before he could beg again, you gently pushed him back down onto his bed. he smirked up at you as he got comfortable on his pillow, glancing at the way your hands tugged off the shorts and panties you were wearing. "don't say ive never done nothin' for you." you grumble.

he didn't have time, nor did he feel like responding before you were situating yourself to hover over his face. his hands grip onto your hips tightly, the familiar ache of bruising already spreading through them. "cmere princess." he whispered, less pleading and more demanding now.

and who were you to deny anything from your favorite hero?

[ilycosy]

i need a fic on luke eating reader out 🙏🏼🙏🏼

im pushing more of my loser!luke agenda into this omg bring back loser men who r obsessed w pussy ,, also i need more petnames that luke wld call reader (also this is super short bc i got distracted mid writing & lost my thoughts :3 will expand on it more if asked tho)

warnings : petnames (baby & princess) , overstim , dacryphilia , luke is manipulative & ur implied to be a little dumb /affectionately

luke has always been subtle with what he wants, never exactly having to spell it out for people because he can just smooth talk people into anything. being with you is like a breath of fresh air to him, having to be so blunt so you'll understand exactly what and how he wants something.

he catches himself comparing you to a pet a lot, not that he'll ever voice that though— especially not when he has you like this. legs spread wide, your back arching off his bed. if he wasn't so focused on the task at hand, he might've noticed the way your fingers tightened their grip at his comforter.

your thighs shake under his hands, trying to close him out as his tongue works eagerly at your clit. "ah, uh-uh princess," he mumbles against you with mock disapproval. "stay still for me."

you gasp and shudder under his hands, trying to keep as still as possible while you feel the familiar knot in your stomach tighten again. you don't even have to tell luke before he's propping up your legs again, keeping them on his shoulders while he dives deeper.

tears well up in your eyes as he pushes you over the edge of your second orgasm of the morning, groaning against you when it floods his mouth. he faintly remembers your hands tugging at his curls and trying to push him away, but he only pulls you closer.

he only pauses for a moment to whisper against you, "cmon baby, just one more," before his tongue is back on you. spreading you wide and sloppily slurping up anything that leaks out, shaking his head when you whine for him to at least slow down.

"i need it," is all he can manage to say when you try to pull him away again. no shame in his voice as he keeps your thoughtless little self right under his thumb (or tongue, technically.)

[ilycosy]

Luke Castellan losing virginity with the reader

these are gonna be hcs bc i liked my thoughts way better as them !! also ... i made luke a virgin too 😞 best believe im forcing the pathetic loser agenda on him ,,,

warnings : virginity talk (duh !! reminder that this is a social contruct & to never feel ashamed <3) , loser bf luke is here !!! , brief mentions of pain , lowkey posessive luke

୨୧ — im such a firm believer in luke being anxious, he just screams fake confidence/smugness when you guys begin dating or taking things to the next level

୨୧ — this most likely being either his first or longest relationship— he doesn't want to fuck this up, so he overly prepares when you start dropping hints at him (in his eyes)

୨୧ — might accidentally misread things, but he eventually gets there !!

୨୧ — virgin!luke x virgin!reader = slow and gentle but super eager, im talking, he bumps noses with you and accidentally bucks his hips when you're both trying to get used to each other

୨୧ — virgin!luke x experienced!reader = eager and teasing (on your part), he's so eager to learn about everything that he just makes it so easy to tease him !! def ends up going faster than expected and cums too quickly (he makes up w it by giving u head <3)

୨୧ — experienced!luke x virgin!reader = slow and hard, he wants you to be comfortable, but he also wants you to know that he's the best and only you'll ever have ! he holds your hand and thrusts slowly, but every thrust hits almost too deep

୨୧ — no matter his experience, he's gonna be super cautious about causing you pain because he doesn't want you to associate pain w him (unless we're talking dark!luke...) , he properly preps you & takes his time !!

୨୧ — def replays the memory in his head post-tlt

[ilycosy]

pairing : luke castellan x afab!reader

warnings : luke is a stalkerish loser , obsessed & deranged man right here , shirt stealing (hes WEIRD !!!) , solo masturbation , oral (r!receiving) , creampie , possessive!luke

aﾉn — minors pls dni 😇 i have sfw stuff u can read 🤍 also lmk if this counts as dark content ?? (p.s reqs are open)

luke castellan who can't help but to chase after you— constantly following and memorizing behaviors of yours until he's able to work up the courage to talk to you. when he finally talks to you he feels a sense of pride in knowing that you feel understood and seen by him, all because he studied you previously.

luke castellan who steals shirts of yours because they're the easiest to get a hold of, easily tucking them into his cargo pants before going off to help somebody with their form. inhaling them at night when he has the chance— making sure to be quiet as he hides under his covers or behind the cabin.

luke castellan who sweats and blushes whenever you're around, constantly on edge worried that you'll see right through him. maybe you do, maybe you don't. either way he has to excuse himself often to the counselor bathrooms, hiding away in a stall so he can fist his cock to the thought of your pretty face.

luke castellan who turns from a sweet and caring guy into a posessive insecure boy when he finally has the opportunity to date you— whining about how you never pay enough attention to him, his constant whining only being cute when he's on his knees.

luke castellan who apologizes for his insecurity and obsession by eating you out— his big hands sprawling across your thighs and running up your plush tummy as his tongue works circles around your clit. spelling out 'i' 'love' 'you'.

luke castellan who groans whenever he's inside you, constantly begging for you to say you're his even though you both know he'd never let you be anyone else's. holding your neck with his hand while the other is holding onto your hip, grunting out praises and deranged rants while pumping you full.

luke castellan who worked too hard to get you and wont let you go ♡

[ilycosy]

why is the thought of luke stealing your underwear and keeping them in his cargo pants so hot to me??? i……

it's so hot bc it's totally real n possible ,,, he wld definitely steal anything of yours that he can grab w/o anyone noticing !!

lukes the type of guy that def ends up getting caught eventually tho .. maybe on purpose

luke castellan has always been the golden boy of camp— never mean nor out of place, just the right amount of confident and talkative. perfect in every sense, with his pretty face and natural hermes boy charm.

which is why he finds it so hot, the actual scandal of it all fueled his fucked up sense of self even more. he knows it's weird to do, but he chalks it up to his father as another thing he can hate him for. besides, who expects a hermes child not to steal?

at first it starts off simple, just little things of yours that you won't miss. pencils and random things you fiddled with for a week before forgetting about it, then it turned into shirts. the shirts served a double purpose really, slipping them over his pillow so he can cling to and pretend like you're together— and then the more obvious answer.

he honestly hadn't thought about stealing your panties until he saw the opportunity— well, maybe he did, but he didn't actually expect himself to do it. until he did. it was like he was on autopilot, grabbing something from your cabin for another person when he saw your bunk. the small laundry basket caught his eye, he knew that he had to have it.

he barely looked at them before they were in his hands, he only paused for a moment to feel the intricate lace before stuffing them in his pockets. he puts them in the pocket closet to him for easy reach, the fabric lump isn't even visible with how the pants are designed and he's never been more thankful for cargo pants until now.

throughout the day he can't help but feel them to make sure they're real every chance he gets, hands in his pockets idly while he's talking to people— even you. pretending like he doesn't know everything about what you're saying, he smiles and nods, occasionally rubbing the fabric and fighting back the blood rushing down his body.

but back to what i was saying abt him getting caught (on purpose)

luke has always been sneaky, you've known this ever since you started dating him. he's always planning and learning certain things about you that makes you wonder if he's stalking you (he is but shh pretend u don't know), but you just brush it off as him being a good bf and a hermes child.

which is why you almost second guess your eyes when you spot a pair of panties tucked under lukes pillow— at first you thought the worst, but when you got closer you felt your stomach drop and churn when you saw it was an old pair of yours. half in disgust, but also there was a deep coil of desire in you.

you don't mention it for a while, at first he just thinks that you didn't see it the first time— so he keeps leaving them under his pillow still.

he couldn't be so wrong. when he finally has a moment away from the prying eyes of young campers and the annoyance of the other counselors, he takes you to the cabin. pushing you down against the bed completely forgetting that he planted them under the pillow.

he's leaving wet open-mouthed kisses down your neck onto your chest when you reach up to grab them, hooking your finger around the thin waistband— you hold them up smugly like a trophy. "you still haven't hid them?"