im new here and idk if you do smut but if you do, luke fucking reader with his hood on??
word count: 1.2k Warnings: slightly sub!luke, piv, unprotected sex, established relationship. Sucking on fingers, public sex, kinda dubcon but not really because Luke wants it. All characters are aged up. Note: okay I know nobody cares but Luke was not “Emo” when we saw him in season one. And yes that could be because he grew out of that but my headcanon is that Thalia heavily rubbed off on Luke but in like the wrong way? Her being punk so he became somewhat edgy too.
“Are you serious right now…?”
You push softly at Luke’s shoulders. His ass sits down on the hard texture of his sleeping bag below him. but he’s looking up at you with confused, surprised eyes.
“Luke I’m cold.” You’re unbuttoning your jeans and then shrugging them down your legs. Luke looks mesmerized before again realizing that you are in an abandoned parking garage hunkering down for the night.
“Then let me go steal you another blanket. Thalia and Annabeth are right over there.”
“Then I guess you better be quiet.”
Lukes face deadpans. He seems to be 5.0 seconds away from retorting with something much more intelligent than your own idea to warm up. But you’re climbing into his lap and undoing his jeans and he’s gone.
Being on the run in December wasn’t the best idea. But you’ve made it this far and it’s not like you can go back now. The parking garage is a dry place to keep the wind from coming in. There’s giant pilers that are good for little privacy. Luke’s back is against it and most of his clothes are still on when you take out his dick.
There are so many more ways to warm up on a cold night. But the truth is you want this. You want to ride Luke because he touches you although out the day and kisses you long and hard before bedtime. This is the one time when you're somewhat protected by concrete walls, allowing you to get your grubby hands on Luke.
Luke’s dick is half hard in your hand, you play with his tip. all wet and slimy and watch how it hardens under your touch. Despite all the layers he’s wearing you watch him shiver, hips bucking up for more.
“We can’t do this.” Luke pleads.
“Then stop me. Just say the word.”
His mouth says stop but his eyes say continue. You make yourself comfy on his lap. It’s clear Luke is nervous with the way the moonlight hits his face but they’re a glossy layer of lust too. He wants this as bad as you.
Pulling your panties to the side you feel Luke’s hands settle heavy on your hips. You run his now full hard dick through your folds. Your wet enough. The stretch will burn but doesn’t that just sound so good right now?
Tentative, shallow rocks of your hips for now. Just the tip as his cock slides in. Luke takes in a shaky breath as his hands come up under the layers of your clothes too. Sliding up your sides as he grabs at your warm skin to keep him grounded.
Luke makes a pained whimper the more you take him. Your walls were so warm and snug around him. Wet and soft. You’re a dream and he never want to wake up.
“Shhh…” you coo and push some hair out of his face. Seeing both his eyes instead of the little one eye Emo look he has going on. “There’s my pretty boy.”
His eyes pinch hard together when all your weight is full situated on his thighs and you’re taking him all. He tries to hide in your jacket, rubbing his face all up in between your clothed breasts. But you don’t let him. Taking his jaw and making his head told up.
“No— Luke let me just see you.”
He has this beautiful face of defeat. Breathing out air though his lips that are glossy, It sends a little cloud around you both, a small promise when you kiss him.
Luke moans into your mouth and you moan right back. Both soft and whispery because you would never hear the end of it if Thalia woke.
You start a rhythm. One that takes Luke so off guard he moans loud, barely able to cover it by biting down on his lip.
“Shut up.” You hissed softly. Just wanting to get a fill of his dick as it itches that particular spot inside you. Clenching around him feels like a ship hitting a wave head on with pleasure. So full that you couldn’t possibly take anymore. “Please— just let me have this.”
Your hand comes up and two fingers get shoved into Luke’s mouth. He takes them nicely. Sucking and getting them all wet. It shuts him up for the time being when you start to push upwards and down again on his cock.
It feels like he’s in your throat. Trying to keep quiet was only half your problems when you could feel him in your stomach. And trying to keep a moderate pace so no squelching noises could be heard was worse. But the restrictions, the risk, the everything about the moment was what made it better.
Your body definitely warmed easily though this workout. Blood circulating through veins. You could feel his dick twitch and your clit pulse with every movement.
Mostly heavy breathing echoed out in your ears. The occasional soft moan. At some point Luke was drooling around your fingers. You watch his Addams apple bob with every swallow and the hood of his jacket frame his face perfectly.
You hide your nose in his warm neck while bouncing on his cock makes your breath hitch. Your thighs begin to pinch but there’s a more important pressing coil building up in your stomach than the ache your thighs.
Luke’s hands fumble with your breasts, he’s pinching at your nipples through your bra. Mostly just holding the flesh in his hand. The session is nice enough. you finally remove your saliva coated fingers and fumble to bring them to your clit.
Quickly rubbing there’s a hot fire rapidly trying to escape inside your body. It’s the exact warmth you wanted throughout this entire time. That coil is turning into an explosion as you cum rapidly around Luke’s dick.
Kissing him one last time, passionately to keep the moans at bay. It’s nice to feel the storm slow in your stomach. Like theres only one more crashing wave until the sea is calm with your orgasm.
But Luke doesn’t feel the same. Not when he has to physically lift you off him before he accidentally cums inside. Your thighs shake as you lift just above his dick and watch as ropes and ropes of while cum paints your clothes as his balls tighten. Luke doesn’t even care to look when his head is thrown back and he finally look as at peace for once.
“You ass.” You hiss through a whisper and you see Luke’s eyes roll before he even opens them all the way.
“What.”
“You got it all on my jacket!”
“That is not my problem.” He snorts. “Maybe you shouldn’t have been so insatiable.”
“I appreciate your compliments but I don’t want to have a stain on my clothes.”
You can hardly tug at Luke’s gray hoodie before he sees what you’re doing.
“Hey— no. I don’t want a stain on my clothes either. Just wait.”
Like doesn’t have to move far with you still in his lap. He catches the corner of his backpack and unzips it, pulling out some wipes that are always good to keep on the road.
Luke’s touch is soft as he cleans you both up. Soft and silent. Other than the little pained overstimulated noises.
“Are you warm now?”
He asked as you start to shrug back up your jeans and put your underwear in place.
“I will be. If you hold me all night.”
“I was gonna do that anyway.”
