Fantasies
Luke Castellan x male!reader
Tags: Cabin of reader not specified, bottom!reader, top!Luke, reader and Luke are day dreaming about each other, your point of view and Luke's point of view, virgin!reader, sort of loser!reader, slow sex, rough sex, hickeys, pity sex, bruises, overstimulation, blowjobs, praising, cum swallowing, little bit of dom!reader, riding, bit of nipple play, and ass eating
*Takes place before Lighting Thief
Luke Castellan was something incredible.
You had met him during your first week. You were trying to find your weapon of choice and Luke was the best swordsman at camp so he was working with you. It was extremely difficult to pay attention to what he was saying.
His curls were perfect, his eyes were beautiful, and his muscles seemed like they were hand sculpted by Michelangelo or something. You understood then what your fellow campers had been talking about.
It was impossible to shake Luke from your thoughts. Even though you would gaze at him from a far nobody else at camp could compare. Even when you would leave for the school year none of the boys at your school could compare to him.
Summer after summer you never stopped thinking about him. You never stopped wondering about him.
You had heard rumors about the occasional fling or hook up Luke had -nothing was a secret at camp- and you really wanted to experience it yourself. You knew you never would know as the two of you were in completely different social circles, but that never stopped your thoughts.
You thought about how Luke might be gentle. Hands softly caressing your hips and thighs. Pressing kissing all over your throat and face. Slowly removing your clothes to really admire you. He would take his time making sure you were ready. Then his thrusts would be slow and deep. You beg for him to go faster only for him to keep up the steady pace. He would call you the sweetest of pet names. The two of you would finished together.
Or would Luke be rough and almost mean. His kisses would have teeth and tongue involved. He would leave a string of hickeys down your neck. Your clothes would be quickly removed in a frenzy. He would leave hand print bruises on your thighs and hips from holding you in place. There would be only a little bit of prep before he was pushing inside you. It would be about him chasing his pleasure, thrusting hard and fast. He would climax first and then maybe jerk you off.
Maybe Luke would just take pity on you. Such a shame you've never had anything in your life besides your hand. Being the gentleman he is, he would change that. He would kiss you and push his tongue down your throat making sure you remember him, it's not anyone else would want to do this with you. He would leave little love bites all down your throat and torso. He would remind you that this is him being nice, that he could be with anyone else but he's with you. He would start off slow with just his fingers but would listen each of your requests for more and for him to go faster. He would make sure you get off first but then it would be all about him. He would ignore your over stimulated cries since he deserves this for doing that favor for you.
You thought of Luke teaching you. His hands in your hair as he pushed you further down on his cock. His voice breathless as he told how good you were and how well you were following his instructions. Him gently thrusting up into your mouth. His calloused hands running down your back. His hands grasping your shoulders as he got closer and closer. Him being reduced to putty and barely being able to finish his sentences about how well you were learning. You swallowing almost all of his cum when he orgasmed. He would use his thumb to wipe the little bit of cum that dripped from the corner of your mouth.
You wanted Luke so bad you were willing to take him anyway he wanted. You so caught up in your thoughts and daydreams that you didn't even realize that Luke wanted you too.
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Luke was always watching you from a far. Not that you ever noticed, too wrapped up in your own world. You had caught his eye the day you had walked into camp and even more so when he tried to teach you how to use a sword. It was amazing to be so close to you and have an excuse to touch you. He was so disappointed when you didn't continue training with a sword. That didn't mean he forgot about you though.
Luke would fantasize about you being on top of him. Your hands clutching his shoulders as you rode him. Or you would run your hands up and down his body, never getting enough. He would absolutely touch and grope anywhere he could reach. Hands on your thighs, or hips, or pecs, just anywhere he could reach. Your head thrown back in ecstasy as you used him like a toy.
Maybe you would come up to Luke and ask him to be your first time. Based on the rumors from camp, you had never even had a fling. You would blush a bright red as you spoke to him. He wouldn't hesitate to get you in bed and teach you all of his tricks. He would practically fold you in half as he licked at your entrance, using his tongue and fingers to make you moan. Only after you finished would he push himself inside of you. Thrusting hard and deep with your legs over his shoulders. There would be tears of pleasure in your eyes as you got closer to your second orgasm. He would try his best to ruin anyone else for you.
Luke wanted to corner you in one of the supply sheds and sink to his knees. Your shorts pooling at your feet and he would swallow you all the way down. He would bob his head and drag his tongue on the underside of your cock. He would reach under your shirt and tease your nipples, tugging and twisting. He wanted everyone to hear you yell his name and know who you belonged to. He would savor the taste of your precum and then swallow all of your cum when you finally came down his throat.
Luke wanted you just as bad as you wanted him. So sad that Luke took your awkwardness and tendencies to avoid as rejection. Maybe the two of you would figure it out one day.