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coryosbaby · 3 months

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Give It To Me .

Dark! Luke Castellan x nymph! Reader

Content warning . Non-con, minor predator/prey themes, squirting

You sigh as your toes are enveloped in cold, crystal clear water. Making your way into the pond, you’re thankful none of the other nymphs had followed you here.

Sure, it’s fun to swim with the others. At camp Half Blood, you’ve made a lot of new friends that are just as appreciative of the earth as you. But sometimes you need a moment to yourself— a moment with nature and its elements.

Your clothes are discarded— this is your hiding spot deep in the forest, after all. It’d be a wonder if someone found it. It’s as if it was made just for you.

You spend a great deal of time in the waves, resting against a giant boulder peeking out of the water, relishing in the cool breeze moving through. You giggle at the fish tickling your ankles because they’re always quite fond of you.

You enjoy your swim so much that for a second you don’t hear the sound of another.

It’s the noise of a belt buckle clinking that makes you turn your head towards the shore. You peek out over the surface of the water, and on the shore you see the figure of a tall male.

He seems to be going for a swim. He peels his shirt off, then slips his jeans down to his ankles and throws them on the ground somewhere behind him. He steps into the water, slow, emitting a small sigh as it envelopes him. He wades forward and then relaxes against the waves.

Your eyes glaze over.

You want to move. Your body stays behind the rock , however, to admire him for a moment more.

He’s an interesting half blood. Not like the others— older, with dark, raven like hair, pretty doe eyes, and a very fit body. He’s incredibly handsome, and something tugs in your chest.

You move by instinct, and it makes a splash. Your body freezes up in fear. The boy whirls around, surprised by the sound of another ounce of life in the empty pond. You peek over, praying he doesn’t see you as he makes his way towards the rock.

But to no avail. His eyes catch yours, then, and a feeling like butterfly wings twirls in your tummy.

“I thought I was the only one here.”

You struggle to say something to him, the shock of being caught and the attractiveness of his voice washing over you. He doesn’t seem to mind your timidness, and reaches out his hand.

“I’m Luke.”

Luke. Where had you heard that before? You can’t be sure.

Your much smaller hand falls into his, and your arm erupts into goose flesh. His lips part beautifully—demigod charm.

“You’re a nymph, aren’t you?” He continues. “I’ve seen girls like you in the lake… never back here.”

“Yes,” you reply, in almost a mere whisper. “I’m sorry. I was just.. I’m shy, that’s all.”

He chuckles, both hands running through his hair. Water droplets stick to his forehead.

“Shy. Not shy enough to have a shirt on, though.”

You flush when his eyes drop down to your naked chest. Your hair covers your breasts, but that doesn’t make it any less revealing.

“No one ever comes back here.” you stutter out, embarrassed.

“But I did.”

You don’t know what he means by that. His head tilts, and his body moves closer to you. Your back hits the rock, your chest heaving. “I know nymphs are supposed to be pretty. But I’ve never seen one as beautiful as you.”

Your stomach tangles into knots, from nerves or arousal you aren’t sure.

“Oh,” you breathe out. He chuckles before looking around behind you.

“There isn’t anyone else here, is there?”

You shake your head, and you feel a bit queasy. Regretful, too, for revealing such a thing. Had your stranger danger warnings from your peers taught you nothing?

Something in the boy’s demeanor has changed, and you think that maybe he isn’t your handsome prince after all.

And looking at the scar across his eye, you finally remember who he is— Luke, son of Hermes. A counselor from Cabin Eleven. You had never spoken to him before— it’s a big camp, after all— but his wandering eyes whenever you were near seemed to be filled with lust. You had just toned it down to a weird crush.

How did you not register it before?

You don’t know, and as of right now you don’t care. You begin to move away to the shoreline, where your dress lays haphazardly on the sand.

Something clicks in your head — How could Luke think he was alone if your clothes were there? — and you decide that you really shouldn’t be here. Not near this pond, and especially not near him. Your relaxing day has just turned awry.

“Where are you going?” Luke calls to you, and you begin to move faster. You could care less if your underwear is exposed to him as you finally get to the shore. Your hands nervously fumble with your dress.

“Just… I forgot I had somewhere to be!”

“Where?”

You jump, turning around to see him behind you. His body drips with water and his hair is plastered to his forehead.

“Oh, you know..” you chuckle nervously, a shudder running through you. You avoid eye contact as you slip the dress over your damp body. “Just— nymph stuff.”

“Nymph stuff?” He questions. The way he says it is almost accusingly, as if you aren’t allowed to lie to him. His eyes are dark, his demeanor tense. He walks towards you, and your heart beats out of your chest.

You begin to run.

You don’t know why. It’s maybe—probably— instinct. But you don’t make it far. Not even a few feet. Luke takes after you, and before you can even move off of the sand and onto the grass he’s got you pinned underneath him. A terrified squeak makes its way through you, and you squirm in his grip. He grabs you by the neck and pushes you down into the sand.

“Stop fucking moving,” he growls, fumbling with his belt. “You dumb slut.“

You cry, your bottom lip wobbling. His cock hangs out of his underwear, heavy and thick. Your eyes widen to the size of saucers.

“Luke, please! No, no—“

“Shut up,” he groans out, wrapping a hand around his shaft. Your thighs clench together against your own accord. His other hand flips up the hem of your dress and exposes your wet panties to the open air, and he yanks those down, too. All the while, your heart thuds like a scared rabbit and your legs flail against him.

He pulls your thighs apart, and you whimper weakly.

“Oh, fuck,” Luke’s fingers play with your slit, soaking with something more than water despite your protests. “prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.”

His tongue runs along his bottom lip as he pulls away, his hand going to one side of your head, the other moving down to position himself at your entrance. Your body relaxes against its own will, giving up on fighting. He’s extremely strong, definitely skilled in taking his opponents down. There would be no use.

Your eyes water as he sheathes himself in you. White hot heat courses through your veins, shock on your face as he pushes in to the hilt. You can’t do anything but lay there, frozen.

Luke lets out a grunt, his face resting in the crook of your neck as he begins to move. The smell of lake water and shampoo permeates your senses as you unintentionally bury your nose in his curls and sharply inhale. Your arms wrap around his big shoulders and you let out a salacious cry.

He slaps his hand over your mouth, his voice as venomous as a snake’s.

“Don’t you dare get us caught,” he warns, a low chuckle coming out of his mouth when you clench around him. “Dirty fucking girl. I bet you want that, don’t you? I bet you want everyone to see what I do to you. How much of a desperate bitch you are for me.”

You shake your head aggressively. He smiles.

Turning your head to the side, you see the expanse of the woods and the lake before your eyes flutter shut in pleasure. He hits a spongey spot inside you that has your toes curling, and he watches every movement — the way your face contorts in pleasure, your body taking over the rejection in your mind. The way your wetness leaves a white, creamy ring around the base of his cock. The way that everytime he touches that spot, your legs shake and quiver.

He fucks into it over and over, rutting into your like an animal, hammering his aching dick against your walls and making you see stars.

You should feel guilt, disgust. But he’s so heavy on top of you, and it’s hard to breathe, and his hands are coming down to your clit and— fuck, you’re going to cum.

It happens quickly. You don’t even fathom what happens before your orgasm washes over you, but your vision whites out and you seize up. Back arching, you let out a desperate mewl as liquid gushes out of your abused cunt. Luke, noticing with furrowed brows and his mouth agape, pulls out of you to slip his fingers inside instead. The digits slide in easily, coated in wetness, as he begins to thrust them in and out. The slick sound of your release sets your face on fire.

“Fuck yes,” Luke groans, and he sounds pained. “Give it to me, princess. That’s it, that’s the stuff…”

Rubbing at your clit, he helps you ride out your orgasm, drawing out more of your release. His fingers go up to his mouth, and he slides them over his tongue. He whines, positioning himself back over your pussy, his hand jerking off his own dick.

“Gonna cum all over you,” he grunts, arousal pooling over his fist. “Shit, ‘m gonna...”

His head tilts back, and he lets out a deep moan as he releases all over your bare pussy. Your hole clenches desperately when you feel his warm spend hit it, sticky and wet. His big hand splays across your thigh and digs crescent moons into it as he rides out his high with a shaky quiver of your name.

You lay motionless, his cum drying against your cunt as he comes down. He still holds your legs in his hands—as if you could go anywhere, at this point. As if he hadn’t just fucked you dumb.

He strokes the skin of your thighs, his breath bordering on a sigh.

“This’ll be our little secret,” he says softly.“Yeah, baby? Promise you won’t tell?”

It may sound sugary sweet, but underneath it all the sentence is incredibly threatening.

Sweaty and hot, you weakly nod. He gives a pleased, predatory smile that shakes you to the core.

“That’s my girl.”

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medium-rare-bimbo · 9 months

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Stepbro!Eddie who’s started innocent!reader in a habit they can’t break.

At nighttime Eddie will always come to give you his goodnight kisses. At first it was to your head, then your cheek, then your lips. And then one night, Eddie turned his goodnight kisses to his princesses very favourite place.

Eddie is sweet with you though. And he’ll give you a goodnight kiss properly, and then kisses down your body, until he’s giving your clit their goodnight kiss too. Which usually makes you pout and grab his hair and ask him for ‘just one more kiss? Please Ed’s?’ And then more and more and more kisses, because the others weren’t enough. You don’t just want little pecks, you want proper kisses off of Eddie down there.

And now sometimes Eddie won’t come into your room for your goodnight ritual. In a pervy way he loves making you come and ask for it... You’ll have to go get him, and demand your goodnight routine, because you can’t fall asleep without it. And Eddie will, of course, apologise for forgetting/not coming to say goodnight

Nonnie !!! You're so smart I love your brain I just want to take it out and MWAH MWAH MWAH!!!!!! <3<3<3

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Omg!! He so would!! Hed bully you for it too :((

"I already gave you so many kisses you dont need another"

"Noo eddie please just one more I promise I wont ask for anymore"

"but I gave you kisses everywhere baby if I kiss you anymore my lips are gonna fall off"

He makes you beg for them because he loves the pleading look on your face, he loves the way you need his kisses right after you cum not caring about the juices covering the lower part of his face only caring about his lips on yours.

Sometimes he even makes you cum until you pass out from exhaustion, in the morning he teases you about it!!

"I told you you didnt need anymore kisses you passed out on me last night"

"M'sorry didnt mean to"

" maybe I should limit your goodnight kisses?"

"No! Eddie dont!! please :(("

He would definitely miss out on your bed time routine just so you come crawling to him, hes wearing nothing but his pyjama pants shirt long forgotten on his floor, his hair messily thrown into a somewhat of a ponytail/bun with a joint hanging out his mouth

"Edddie.."

"Whaaaat?"

"You didnt come to kiss me good night.."

"Sorry baby but I'm just so tired (hes not) plus You dont need kisses you're a big girl, go to bed"

"Yes I do!! :(( I cant sleep otherwise and I wont have sweet dreams"

"Fine come over here"

He pats his bed motioning for you to sit but soon changing his mind and pulling you into his lap, he takes the joint from out of his mouth putting it in the ash tray on his bedside table. His arms lazily thrown around your body, he stares at you with his head tilted and an eyebrow raised and a sly smirk on his face

"You need kisses that bad?"

"Yeah.."

"How about you kiss me goodnight"

"But what if you fall asleep during my kisses and then I cant have any kisses"

"Guess you'll just have to wake me up then"

You start by kissing his head then his cheek then his nose then his mouth, the same way he does, your kiss is soft you're not meant to take control and it shows, eddie however doesn't try to deepen the kiss instead he pulls away chuckling as your lips try to follow to his.

"How about you kiss me in the way i kiss you?"

"I just did"

"Not talking like that baby"

He grabs you hand and slowly guides it towards the crotch of his pants letting you feel the semi hard on he has right now.

"Want you to kiss me right here and then I'll give you all the kisses you want, 'kay baby?"

You nod shuffling down his bed to be eye level with his crotch, he reaches down and pulls out his cock, its intimidated. Long thick and pierced it looks like a monster and your slightly over whelmed. Eddie puts a hand in you hair holding your head in his palm as he begins to instruct you

"You think you can give me a kiss? Right here, want you to treat it the way I treat you okay?"

"Uh huh"

Using his hand as leverage he let's you take your time on his cock, small kitten licks are given from you, your doe eyes peering up at him to see if you're doing a good job. You suckle at the vein under his head noting the groans coming out of him

"That's it baby, you doing so well f'me, s'good at this"

He makes you swallow his cum and then kisses you not bothered about you cum stained mouth. He even lets you sleep in his bed (only so he can hump you during the night/morning)

#nymph talks #nymph loves her nonnies #eddie x reader #dark eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #tw: stepcest

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