#dom!luke

[inthepassengerside]

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.

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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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[littledrummeraussie]

a rare appearance of dom luke please 🧎‍♀️

This is my first ever Luke piece (took me what? 3 years?), and let me tell you, this one was a ride I did not expect at all. The idea came to me almost immediately, but I'm glad I took the time with it because I'm actually really happy how it turned out.

When I was coming up with the title, Personal Jesus came to my mind for maybe obvious reasons, but it did not really fit with the whole story. Until I remembered the version Hilary Duff made out of it, and let me tell you, that was the perfect fit.

This might not be everyone’s taste so I’m sorry? Also, I was heavily inspired by this Luke:

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reach out & touch me (before i go insane). [a dom!Luke blurb]

warnings: daddydom!Luke. subfem!reader. pet names. daddy kink. fingering in front of a mirror. one little spank. a moment of breath play. Luke is both praising and taunting the reader during their play time. (let me know if I missed anything???)

word count: 1836

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“You’re so easy, Angel.”

Luke softly nipped your earlobe, hot puffs of air tickling your skin, making you shiver at every little touch. It always made your knees weak when his voice turned deep and scratchy, so easily switching modes, slipping into the dominant role that he rarely showed to the world. A role that was only reserved for you.

“Lu– please…”

His messy blond curls hung over his forehead, traces of glittery makeup still painted on his skin from the time he was performing. He was still high on adrenaline when he got back home – rushing through his veins, making him dizzy with want and need for you: to touch and tease, to give and take, to wreck you before the night ended.

“That’s not my name.”

It only took him a second, just a look with those darkening blue eyes to have you on your knees, obediently waiting for his orders, always wanting to please him when this side of him came out to play. A little chuckle left his lips, something between sweet and satisfied before crouching down to you to tip your chin up, pressing a kiss on your parted lips. He breathed against your ear, telling you to go to the bedroom and wait for him.

“I–”

You’ve tried to be patient as you kneeled at the end of the bed, waiting for Luke to finally come after you. It felt like an eternity, but finally you heard his steps coming up the stairs, taking his time as he strolled down the hallway, leisurely kicking his boots off like they didn’t cost thousands of dollars. He stopped in the doorway, throwing his suit jacket over a table or a chair, you weren’t sure, just that he towered over you, calling your name to look up at him.

“Say it.”

He looked like a god, or something else out of this world, looking at you like you were a precious little thing that pleased him, something picked out from the masses, so special and beautiful, only fit for a man like him. His thumb ran over your bottom lip, pushing into your mouth and against your tongue, letting you suck it just for a second before he pulled his hand back. A low whine slipped out of you, doe-eyes searching him, pleading to let you get close to him again, to feel him against you, however it pleased him. Luke gave you a sympathetic little noise, almost something like a chuckle or a chiding, your name falling off his lips softly – it made you shiver from head to toe. Luke finally took pity on you and stepped closer, the bulge straining his pants right in front of you as he asked you to help him strip without being too touchy. After all, good girls do as they are told by their–

“Daddy.”

With trembling hands you reached for the button on his pants, tugging down the zipper that was pressing against his boxers, his cock so close and inviting, you just wanted to wrap your lips around the tip that already soaked the thin material right in front of you. You bit your lip to keep those thoughts at bay, always wanting to be so good for him, and instead you pulled on the legs, the pants sliding down on Luke’s hips, pooling around his ankles. He kicked them away, motioning you with just a nod of his head to stand up and help him out of his tank top. Your fingers curled into the hem of his shirt, lifting it up slowly, palms sliding against his warm skin for a second, just to feel him. He grabbed the top and pulled it over his head, throwing it away, standing in front of you in all of his glory. His head dipped down, lips whispering against yours, only a thin circle of blue around his dark pupils.

“Good girl.”

.

Luke’s back way resting against the foot of the bed, long legs stretched out, toes almost touching the mirror standing in front of you. You leaned against his chest, your own legs thrown over his thighs to keep them spread, your panties long forgotten along with Luke’s clothes. He was still wearing his boxers, his cock rubbing against your ass as your hips moved, trying to get him to move, to touch you, to take away the ache deep inside you.

“You’re so easy, Angel,” Luke softly nipped your earlobe, hot puffs of air tickling your skin, making you shiver at every little touch. “Ask nicely.”

“Please, Daddy.”

“There you go, Angel,” he traced his nose against your cheek, kissing it sweetly. “It wasn’t too hard, was it?”

You choked on a moan as his fingers curled against your sweet spot again, his thumb rubbing over your clit in small circles. Your pussy was soaked from the way he teased you, from the way he edged you, the wet noises filling the room and your ears as Luke’s fingers moved in and out of you. Your nails dug into his thighs, eyes closed tightly as you chased your pleasure, head thrown back onto his shoulder as your pleas spilled from your tongue.

“Look at yourself,” he pressed a kiss on your temple, teeth grazing the top of your ear. “Come on, open your eyes and look at yourself.”

For a moment you needed to bury your face against his neck, knowing the sight will make you feel embarrassed and turned on at the same time. Luke was right – you were so easy to play with. You loved him for bringing out this side of you. With a soft whine you finally opened your eyes, looking at your reflection in the mirror, your walls clenching around Luke’s fingers at what you saw.

Your eyes flickered between your boyfriend’s face as he watched you in the mirror and his hand moving between your thighs, fingers pulling out of you and spreading you open, your lips puffy and the most beautiful shade, drenched with your arousal. He pushed back in again, his rings cold against your sensitive skin where you were wrapped around his fingers, making something tighten in your core. He must have felt it too, suddenly teasing a third finger against your hole, making you grind against his palm.

“Daddy… Daddy please, please… I wanna… I wanna… Please Daddy…”

Luke growled at your begging, hips bucking forward at his name, rubbing his hard dick against your ass, the wet spot growing where the precum soaked his boxers. The fingers on his free hand curled into the top of your sleep shirt, tugging it lower on your chest, his grip so strong that soon you heard the thin material rip, your tits spilling out. It made you trash against him, so lost in your pleasure, not sure if you wanted to press forward against his hand or fall back and melt against his chest, giving up all control and letting him do as he pleased.

You suddenly felt empty, his fingers disappearing from inside you, and a whimper escaped you at the loss of his touch, your brain already trying to string together a sentence or at least a fragment of it to beg him for release. Not even a second later Luke’s hands curled under your thighs, gripping you and pulling your body back against his chest, and somewhere in the back of your mind you realized you must have slipped down, not being able to keep yourself up anymore. His palm was running all over your skin, one hand finally settling back between your thighs, fingers massaging your clit, while the other grabbed one of your tits, pinching your nipple. Teeth bit down on your neck, leaving a faint mark as he hungrily kissed and licked the soft skin, his fingers never stopping on your body.

The hand on your tit gave one last pinch to your nipple before sliding up on your sternum, fingers wrapping around your neck, and you choked on your next words as Luke softly gripped your throat, leaning closer to your ear, his whispers so close it was like he became the voice inside your head.

“Lu– Daddy, please, I’m–”

“What’s that, Angel? Hmm?” his voice was syrupy and warm like honey, sucking your earlobe into his mouth. “Is my baby not satisfied? Does she need more? Oh baby, is it not enough, what Daddy already gave you? So insatiable.”

His fingers tapped your clit before suddenly giving a quick little spank to your pussy, the pain and the pleasure travelling up your spine and making your thighs clench together, if it weren’t for Luke’s legs keeping you spread open. A second later his fingers slipped back inside you, steadily going in and out as his other hand travelled up to your face, grabbing your chin and squishing your cheeks, your lips falling open in a perfectly shaped O.

“Keep your eyes on me, Angel,” Luke’s lips dragged against your temple, leaving an open-mouth kiss on your hair. “And cum for me.”

It felt too much, the way his fingers were rubbing your sweet spot, palm grinding against your clit with every stroke, how he kept your head in place against his chest, eyes locked in an intense stare, those baby blue eyes now dark and full of lust, his words praising and taunting you at the same time until your vision blurred, back arching and toes lifting off the floor, hand grabbing at his wrist between your legs as you finally came, your whole body shaking from the powerful orgasm rushing through your veins.

“There you go, Angel. So beautiful,” Luke’s voice was soft around the edges, fingers slowing down as he worked your through your pleasure, helping you start to come down from your high. “Look at you, such a piece of art, baby.”

You sagged against his chest, feet finally lowering and resting against Luke’s legs as you tried to find the willpower to open your eyes, still shaking from the way his fingers were softly playing you. When you finally looked up you could see in the mirror how wrecked you looked, spread open in Luke’s lap, his fingers petting through your soaked folds, red nails glistening with your arousal, the shade against your pussy looking like an art piece, just like your boyfriend said it.

He left soft, sweet little kisses on your cheek and jaw, fingers running through your hair as he cradled you in his arms, his words praising you for being his good girl, such a perfect Angel, so absolutely beautiful for his Daddy. You whimpered softly when your felt his caresses on your thigh running too close to your pussy, his pinky finger brushing against a spot that instantly made you shiver. Luke chuckled above you, voice even lower than before as he breathed against your ear.

“Aww, sensitive?” he tutted lightly, lips pressing against your temple as he whispered. “Too bad, Angel. We’re just getting started.”

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[coryosbaby]

˚⟡˖ Dark! Stepbro! Luke Castellan x bimbo! reader

18+, MDNI . high sex, coercion, humping, stepcest, pnv, dumbification, riding, breeding kink

Your stepbrother is a little disturbing.

Okay, a lot disturbing— to everyone else, that is. With his odd stares, the way he looks at you a little bit too long, defends you a little bit too much…but in your mind, he’s the sweetest ever! He helps you with your schoolwork, buys you a new lip gloss every week, lets you cuddle up to him when you’re in his room. He’s practically your best friend.

Or at least, that’s how you view it. To anyone else, you trail after him like a lost puppy, devoted and ready to do anything he asks. A servant, almost.

So when he’s hard one night and guides you into his lap with weed and some empty promises, how could you possibly say no? The house is empty, after all.

Your skirt is lifted up around your thighs as you hold onto the back of the couch. A joint sits on the nightstand, halfway smoked and put out in a light pink ashtray. You grind down into Luke, your lips pulled into an O as you move your cunt across his bare cock. He coos to you, eyes watery and red, as you do this. His thick length drips with arousal as you use your shaky fingers to pull your panties to the side. He’s warm against your clit, rubbing against it sweetly, and you let out a mewl as he slides himself against you.

“That’s good, isn’t it?” He says, arrogance lacing his tone. “Makin’ you feel so good, aren’t I?”

“So good,” you reply, pressing your forehead against his. Your face is hot, burning up with a raging fire. “Can I kiss you, Luke? Please?”

He chuckles, his aching cockhead catching on your slit. You cry out, your swollen pussy lips squeezing him.

“Not yet. Told you you’ll get a kiss when you make me cum.”

Whining, you pout with glossed lips.

“But I’ve been doing this for nearly an hour! It isn’t fair!”

It’s only been a total of twenty minutes, Luke wants to say to you. But he stays silent. You’re just a little air headed, that’s all. You can’t help it.

He looks down, arms resting on the back of the couch, watching the way his length spreads your petal-soft folds apart. Your wetness drips on it and down his thighs.

“Maybe if you let me stick it in.” He muses. You shake your head, tears of frustration beginning to pool on your lashline.

“Told you, L-Luke. Can’t do that, ‘s not right..”

“Not right?”

God, you’re dumb.

He presses his hips up, a vague smirk playing on his lips. “You’re already dripping on me. Might as well go all the way, princess.”

“But… but—“

One of his hands moves down to grasp his cock. He gives it a few firm strokes, biting his lower lip as precum spills over his fist.

“No buts. Spread that pussy apart for me, c’mon.”

You hesitate for a moment, but the clenching of your empty hole and your carelessness from being high wins you over soon enough. You bring your fingers to each side of your pussy, spreading your lips apart to reveal yourself to him. He lets out a groan, his hips fucking up into his hand as he gently guides himself to your entrance.

“Fuuuuck yeah. That’s the stuff, angel…”

He breathes it out slow as he slides into your warm, wet walls. He has to clench his teeth to prevent himself from hurting you too much. You take nearly half of it before you let out a sob, shaking your head.

“Can’t. Can’t, sir, can’t do it..”

Luke growls, his fingers digging crescent moons into your hips as he places his hands there. Your head tilts back, eyes wide, as he practically forces you down onto his cock.

“The fuck did you just say?”

He bullies his way into your pussy, mean as he presses himself up until you take him all the way. Tears fall down your cheeks as you look down, seeing him buried to the hilt inside you. Your pussy quakes and burns at the stretch.

“It hurts—“

“Hurts?” He tightens his grip on your hips, and braces his feet underneath him. He thrusts harshly, forcing your cunt to adjust to him as his tip stabs against your inner walls. You let out a mewl, burying your face into his neck. He practically laughs in your face, bottom lip pulled in between his teeth. “Yeah. Bet it hurts now, doesn’t it?”

“You’re—“ you gasp, crying into his neck. “You’re being mean, Luke.”

His big arms wrap around your middle, pulling you closer to him and holding you. You begin to take the lead, moving forward and back, rocking on Luke as his dick throbs.

“You love it,” he teases. “I mean, cmon. Look at how you’re bouncing on me.” And then, with a groan as he takes sight of your doe eyes and plump lips, “god, look at you. My pretty girl.”

Your tummy floods with butterflies, and you lean into his lips. He tsks, dodging your attempted kiss with an amused smile. You frown, desire plaguing your upper and lower parts.

“I need it,” you whine. You press your mouth to his jaw, clenching around him. “Please. Wanna kiss you, love you so much…”

Luke groans, working you harder on his dick. A light blush dusts across his cheeks at your words— you always throw him for a loop when you say things like that.

“I know you do, angel. Shit— okay, okay, C’mere.”

He guides your head to his, sealing his mouth hotly over yours. It’s all teeth and tongue, desperation rolling off of every fiber of your being as Luke cards his fingers through your hair. He tastes like weed and spearmint gum, smells like cologne and laundry soap. Heaven.

His thumb goes down to your clit, lightly pressing. A sound bubbles up in your throat, and you rock more onto him as he watches you.

“That feel good?” He asks. You nod eagerly as he continues to rub soft circles into your swollen nub, your orgasm vastly approaching.

“Luke…” you whimper, clenching down onto his length.

“Be a good girl, baby,” he presses. “Cum for me.”

And with his command, Your mouth drops open as your orgasm crashes over you. Drool seeping out of the corners of your mouth, and the boy below you leans in and licks it up with his tongue as he watches you ride out your high. You fall against him when it’s over, and he gives you a minute before he grabs your waist and gently guides you down onto the couch. He towers over you now, chain dangling in front of your face as he begins to fuck into you again. You cry as he pummels your overstimulated pussy, but you know it’s because he wants to cum, too.

Your fingers curl into his hair, holding him to you, your legs wrapping around his waist. He grunts, spewing disgusting words as he abuses your tiny cunt.

“Oh, fuck. Yeah, baby, y’like that? Like how I fuck this tight little pussy?”

“Mm, look at the way you take me. Y’gonna take my cum like that, too? Take it deep inside your little belly?”

You’re practically brain dead at this point, eyes rolling back at his words. He chuckles as he looks down at you, sees the way you’re drooling again, and grabs your jaw in between his fingers.

“Open.” He commands, and you obey without a second thought. His spit lands on your tongue, hot and wet, and you swallow it greedily. He lightly slaps your cheek in praise.

Looking down, he places your hand over the bulge peeking through your lower stomach.

“Feel that?” He breathes. “Feel how deep I am?”

You nod, eyelids fluttering as you stare into his eyes, entranced.

“That’s what it’s gonna feel like when I knock you up, sweetheart. Stomach’s gonna be all swollen ‘n pretty. You’ll be so beautiful.”

You should panic. Imagine what your parents would say! But you just dumbly nod your head— obedient, as always. He grins.

“You know I’m just kidding, sis,” he says, but you hear a small murmur under his breath. “For now.”

He pushes your hands above your head, and it isn’t long before he’s twitching inside you, hips stuttering.

“Gonna fill you up,” he grunts. “Gonna fuckin’ cum.”

Your mouth whimpers out, “yes, yes, yes”. He bites down on your neck as he spurts sticky ropes of seed into your used cunt, a moan spilling from his lips, balls drawn up tight. You lave your tongue over his neck and lick up the sweat trickling down his collarbone. He sighs against you, kissing your head.

“Thanks, airhead.”

You let out an annoyed huff at his teasing, letting him rest on top of your spent body anyways. He pulls away after a moment to light up the rest of the joint. You rest your head against his shoulder when he sits back up, and he holds the joint to your lips. He lights it for you. You take a hit, then two.

“Mom and dad are gonna be back, soon.” you murmur.

Luke sighs, smoke billowing out of his mouth.

“I told you to stop calling them that. It’s… weird.”

“And this isn’t?”

Silence permeates the room and Luke wraps an arm around your shoulder. He presses his mouth to yours (a reward). His cum trickles down your thigh (a denial of your innocence). You wish guilt were thrumming through you, but it isn’t. All you feel is pure bliss.

“I told you,” Luke says against your lips. “It’ll be our little secret.”

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“please luke pleaseee. it feels so good you’re so de-deep.” you moaned in a uneven tone as he pounded into from behind.

“yeah? you like this, you slut? you take my cock so good”

the bed rattled against wall as he continued his inhumane pace that you could feel in your cervix.

“lukey please baby i want you to cum inside of me. needa feel you in me”

luke pulled you back on his cock by grabbing your hair. you moaned at the prickling sensation in your scalp from his grasp.

“want you to mark me as yours. i’m all yours baby,” you choked out as saliva flooded from your mouth and eyes crossed from the pleasure of luke deep inside you.

“listen to how good i’ve fucked you. you already know how you belong to. didn’t even have to tell you. such a brain dead cock slut. fuckkk”, he let out a low groan as your cunt clenched from his words.

“yes ‘m all yours luke. all yours. your good girl.” you whined in response

luke continued his pace moving his hands from your hair to grip your hips tightly and pull you towards him. one of his hands pushed into the small of your back to make your arch further. your face hit the pillow and moans muffled into the cotton sheets, drool seeping into the fabric.

you moved your head and whines and whimpers slipped from your mouth onto his deaf ears. he was lost to the warm and wet heat of your tight little cunny.

“please luke breed me. im your little breeding bunny. please. i want everyone t-to see i’m yours. yourssss only yours baby pleasee” you whined as his pace broke through your words.

“do you deserve it baby? yeah you do? prove it. fuck yourself on my cock now.”

you put your hands onto the bed and started to push back onto his cock as he made you work for it.

“too slow baby. you really are a dumb slut. gotta do everything for you huh.” luke resumed his pace into your cervix.

you lost yourself back into that pleasure while you whined his name and lost yourself to his perfect cock. the way that you moaned his name sent a shiver through his spine and led him closer to the end.

“cmon baby cum. you need to cum in 10 seconds or i won’t let you at all.”

your submissive spirit lost yourself to his demanding words and you felt yourself release while he fucked deep into your cunt. you whimpered as you felt your sticky cum on the inside of your thighs and the overstimulation from luke still fucking into your sore cunt. “please luke. i’m tired i can’t. please just cum in my cunt. need to feel it. wanna have your babies. make you a daddy. ple-hic- pleasee”

luke continued to lose himself in your cunt but before he came, he pulled out and tugged his cock until he saw his milky ropes of cum onto your ass and back. he hissed while he grasped his sensitive and sticky cock. your eyes shot open at the realization of what he did. you felt tears in your eyes from the feeling of it all.

“no no no please luke i wanted your cum. please why didn’t you cum in me?” you started to question while tears streamed down your face. “i’m your good girl. please. fuck your cum in me. wanna be a mommy for you. use my body please baby. need it,” your salty tears streamed off your face and into the sheets.

“you’re really crying for my cum? how fucking pathetic. you’re my good cock sleeve. this is all you’re good for.”

you nodded your head and felt the sheets rustle under your movement.

“please lukey i earned your cum right. ‘m your good

little girl daddy.”

“you’re right baby girl,” luke said as he grasped his semi hard cock at the base. he positioned his cock at your hole “ it’s time for a second round. gonna give you all my cum to make up for this.” he abruptly pushed his cock and you felt your eyes roll into your skull at the intrusion. it was gonna be a long night.

#smut #pjo #pjo smut #luke castellan x reader smut #luke smut #luke x reader smut #luke x reader #luke castellan smut #percy jackon and the olympians #charlie bushnell #dom luke #subby reader

[scruus]

you know boys who get so stimulated that they end up screaming in the pillow because they are so ashamed? your soft hands are now a brutal punishment to his numb and already spent cock, the wincing pain going to his head and making him dizzy. he can barely see or talk and his burning body wants to run away from you, but his soul forbids it for you reign over his entirety. so overwhelmed and blissed out that his moans are turning to debauched screams. and when it finally hits again, the high rushing over him, he pushes his face into his already wet pillow and screams, trying to hide his pathetic behaviour from you. throat so scruffy he is sure he won’t be able to speak the next day.

what an absolute doll.

GEPARD, artem, LUKE, venti, aether, XIAO, diluc, KAVEH, thoma

#sub gepard #sub artem #sub luke #sub venti #sub aether #sub xiao #sub diluc #sub kaveh #sub thoma #sub genshin impact #sub honkai star rail #genshin impact #honkai star rail #THIS IS BECAUSE OF MY DASH AND SO MANY MULTI CHARACTERS SHIT OMG😭😭 #.phew #.rizzler #dom reader #dom top reader #tears of themis #sub tears of themis

[ken-dom]

I've Got You On My Lips

Luke Glanton x gn!reader

1.5k words

∘₊✧ Summary: Luke gifts you lipstick. It is for you, but it's also very much for him.

∘₊✧ Authors notes: Entirely inspired by this! Thank you as always to my darling K for beta reading, once when I first wrote it and again when I kinda re-wrote it... The title is taken from My First Kiss by 3OH!3 & Kesha, also thanks to K 🩷! Incase you're wondering, lipstick does wash out of denim so... might have to do it all again later. Oh, and, happy Valentines, Geese 💕

∘₊✧ Warnings/content: NSFW, reader wearing lipstick, smoking, dry blow job (?), cumming in pants, lipstick kink?, mild bit of exhibitionism (semi-public, and... well, the pants situation)

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Luke smirked. His voice was quiet and low, and you wouldn’t have heard him through the noise of the carnival if not for the way he was pressed almost flush against you with his lips hot at your ear when he drawled, ‘That colour looks good on you.’

He drew back to consider you again, thumb pressing firmly to the centre of your bottom lip while his fingers cradled your jaw and his eyes sparkled over the lipstick he’d asked you to put on for him.

Your cheeks glowed under the intensity of his gaze and you knew he could feel you trembling. Your eyes slipped shut.

Biting his lip, he dragged his thumb, smearing the deep red over your skin, leaving a pretty stain across your cheek.

‘Mmh.’ 

He leaned in, finally closing the inch between you that had been thick with desire for what felt like eternity.

Luke’s tongue was needy, seeking yours out with a gentle exploration as he kissed you with unparalleled hunger, moaning into your mouth and winding his fingers into your hair.

With a single shove of his knee he parted your legs easily, pressing his thigh to your heat and smirking as he felt you writhe against him.

He knew what he was doing to you, and that knowledge was making his blood boil.

‘Fuck,’ he panted when he eventually paused for breath, his swollen lips now also coloured red.

He’d asked you to apply it thick after gifting it to you, so you’d guessed he wanted to make a mess of one another. He did tend to like it messy. Your lips curled at the thought.

You could feel his cock throbbing in his jeans where it was pressed to your hip, and he rutted against you just a little as he watched your pupils dilate some more, whimpering at the friction.

You itched to push your hand into his trousers and bring him off, but your logical mind briefly pushed through the haze of arousal.

Pressed against the outside of his trailer, you were just out of sight of any passers by – and definitely out of earshot with all the sounds of the carnival downing you out, but it was almost midnight, and he had his last show of the evening then. You knew if you started touching him when he was this worked up it would escalate; Luke was never satisfied unless your legs were wrapped around his waist and you were screaming his name while the trailer rocked with the force of your passion.

You needed to be quick, make this just about him and only him. And you knew he would make sure you got yours later, when he was fresh from the cage, adrenaline pumping through his veins, smelling faintly of gasoline and sweat.

‘Wait- wait, Luke, I’ve got a better idea,’ you breathed, pushing at his shoulders until he stepped back (as much as it pained you to lose that delicious friction).  

You grabbed him and spun around, pushing him firmly into position with a thud against the side of the trailer where you had been pressed, dizzy with lust, only moments ago.

‘Light a cigarette would you?’ you asked, low and seductive. 

Luke’s eyebrows raised, inquisitive, already liking wherever you were taking this. As he pulled a pack of smokes from his pocket and lit the cigarette he’d sucked from the pack, his eyes fell immediately back to your lips.

So pretty, all stained for him.

‘Need a refresh,’ he mumbled, never looking away, his own stained lips busy holding his cigarette in place before he took a long, satisfying drag.

You obliged, pulling the tube of lipstick from your pocket and reapplying a layer to your lips. Luke watched just as carefully as you watched him smoke; each like a work of art that had captivated the other.

‘Since when do you wear all white, anyway?’ you asked as you eyed him, twisting the red stick back into its sleek black holder.

‘Thought you’d like it on me,’ he shrugged, voice husky. ‘Do you?’

‘Definitely,’ you cooed, dragging your palms down the loose fitting cream shirt he had tucked into his pale jeans, ‘but I think we could… jazz things up a little. What do you say? Do you trust me?’

‘Unconditionally,’ he grinned, smug, but mostly excited.

You dropped to the ground in an instant, dry dirt coating your knees with a layer of dust, and reached up to pull at his wrist, guiding his cigarette down to your freshly coated lips, leaving a shiny red ring around the tip before releasing him. You watched his eyelids flutter as he lifted his arm and studied what you’d done to the paper around the filter and his mind swam with the possibilities.

His focus was pulled directly back to you, though, when he felt the soft warmth of your mouth pressing to his thigh.

He stared down at you, watching you admire the lipstick stain you’d left, stark against the fabric, in the shape of your perfect lips.

Luke immediately lost his breath. You were marking him up, letting everyone see where your lips had been. And he liked it.

You left another mark, higher, and then another, lower this time, by his knee, and kept going until his left leg was covered in an attractive pattern of kisses. Your kisses.

Luke watched in awe. He wasn’t sure if lipstick washed out of denim. He hoped it didn’t.

His thoughts were abruptly cut off when he saw you move up to press your mouth against the space just beside where his cock was straining in the confines of the fabric you were busy decorating.

Just when he thought this would be it, that he would finally feel some semblance of relief, you dropped back to your ankles, applied another coating of thick red, and kissed his other knee instead, starting the process all over again to make the design almost symmetrical.

It didn’t actually take long to finish your artwork, mere seconds in reality, but to Luke it was a lifetime of torture.

He needed more.

He was so worked up he might just explode without you even touching him. Imagine that… he smirked, sure you’d think it hot if he did. You seemed to like him flustered and lacking control now and again. He didn’t mind it so much, either.

With one final kiss to the tip of his leaking, twitching cock, Luke drew in a deep breath of anticipation, and you dropped back again.

Tease! he thought, (Keep doing it).

But this time, the brief absence of your lips against him was only to reapply the lipstick once again.

Once your lips were sufficiently coated, you glanced up at Luke, eyes dark and glittering, and ran your tongue slowly from one corner of your mouth and back again, all the way around your parted lips.

Luke whined. He felt weak. His head was spinning. He needed those lips on him again, somewhere — anywhere

‘Hold on tight, Handsome,’ you smirked up at him, and dove forward, finally pressing your lips to the underside of his cock and mouthing hungrily at the fabric.

All the breath was knocked out of him, cheeks blazing and fingers grasping behind him for something to hold onto. Something to ground him.

The denim over his cock wasn’t as soft as you would feel against his sensitive flesh, but it created a delicious friction. He rolled his hips into it, chasing whatever pleasure he could get, vaguely aware he would be needed on his motorcycle in less than five minutes, and knowing that he wouldn’t be able to ride it like this, all worked up and painfully hard. Not without you finishing what you’d started. Or had he started it? He wasn’t sure any more. He didn’t care.

You were lapping at him as though the denim wasn’t there, sloppily sucking and kissing, and staining the crotch of his jeans with your efforts.

His fingers found your hair and wound tight into it, feeling every movement, anchoring himself in the moment with you, rocking his hips in time with your affections, moaning loud and unashamed.

He could feel his release approaching fast and his head thudded back against the trailer, eyes squeezing shut as his seed spilled, hot and thick, inside his underwear.

You didn’t stop mouthing until he was whimpering and weak with sensitivity, and only then did you stand, kissing him softly on the mouth with your swollen lips, most of the rouge left behind on his jeans.

‘Fuck-’ he repeated, breathless, as you broke apart to hold him through his recovery. ‘That was so fucking hot- Jesus-’

‘You’ve gotta go,’ you interrupted with a whisper.

‘No,’ he groaned.

‘You do, it’s your last show of the night. You’ve got two minutes!’

You stepped back and Luke straightened himself up, glancing down at the glorious mess you’ve made of him.

He could smooth his hair down and wipe the evidence from his mouth easily enough. But there was no time to change, so he would simply have to throw on his jacket and do this show with the print of your lips smeared all over his cock, complete with a sticky wet patch just above where the red stains ended. 

‘Shit,’ he smirked.

You handed him his jacket from where he’d left it on the lawn chair beside the trailer door. ‘Go on. I’ll be waiting for you.’

#not s f w 💀 #luke glanton x reader #luke glanton #the place beyond the pines #ryan gosling #luke glanton fic #luke glanton smut #ryan gosling x reader #ryan gosling fic #ryan gosling smut #ken-dom writes

[se-agapo-skywalker]

Jedi Resolve

Luke struggles to maintain his composure when you decide to wear a certain article of clothing.

CW: softcore smut, mild exhibitionism, body worship, Luke being a boob guy

Luke likes to tell you that since he's now a jedi, he has perfect control over his emotions.

You know he's lying.

To test it, you decide to wear the little black tank top you usually wear under your uniform--but this time, it is your shirt. Nothing under, nothing over. It's the perfect plan to make your boyfriend lose whatever composure he has and go absolutely crazy for you.

When he first sees you hanging out in the commissary aboard Home One, he nearly drops his ration tray. You watch a blush spread across his cheeks as his eyes lock onto your breasts. The tank top clings to your figure tightly and has a delightfully low neckline; it isn't helping him that the cool air of the ship is causing your nipples to poke through the thin material of your shirt.

You smile innocently and wave, gesturing for him to join you. You let out a small laugh as he bounds across the room and immediately slides into the seat facing you.

"Hey," he says, his voice faltering slightly. "Um, aren't you...cold in that?"

"No, what makes you think that?" you respond, tilting your head to the side with feigned confusion. In reality, you actually are pretty cold, but you won't let that ruin your little game.

"Oh--nothing."

Luke shifts uncomfortably in his seat and you smirk. You decide to up the stakes a little more, so you pretend to yawn, stretching your arms over your head and arching your back. His eyes widen and quickly drop to his plate, and you can practically feel the arousal radiating from him--he really isn't doing a good job of hiding it.

"I-I just forgot, I left my lightsaber somewhere in the control room." He stands up suddenly, nervously adjusting the hem of his tunic.

"I could help you look for it," you offer sweetly.

His eyes quickly dart to the side before meeting yours. "...I'd like that very much, actually."

After you put up your trays, he grabs your hand with a not-so-subtle sense of urgency and practically drags you out of the commissary--you have a feeling everyone knows what you're up to, but you don't care in the slightest. When you're out of sight of other people, he hastily pulls you into a storage closet and locks the door.

"Okay, you know exactly what you're doing," he growls as he pins you to the wall. His large hands glide up your sides to caress your figure, and you gasp quietly as they move to cup your breasts.

"A storage closet? You couldn't save it for the bedroom, huh?" you tease.

"Clearly you couldn't!" He sighs as he buries his face in your shoulder, kissing and nipping at your soft, exposed skin. You can feel his growing excitement as he presses his body against yours, so you snake your arms around him to pull him closer and grab a fistful of his hair.

"I was testing how long it would take for me to break your jedi resolve... Not long, apparently."

Luke pulls back to look at you with a combination of shock and pure lust. His eyes are full blown now, the dim lighting making them appear nearly pitch black.

"Well, angel, I guess you won."

His lips capture yours in a feverish kiss as his hands continue to squeeze and grope you. As keen as he is to feel every inch of you, he always makes an effort to be very gentle because he thinks you're so delicate and precious and he would never want to hurt you.

You can feel him impatiently messing with the bottom of your shirt, his fingertips tickling you as they ghost beneath the fabric, and he looks at you for approval.

"May I?" You nod, and he eagerly yanks up your top. "Kriff--maker, you're gorgeous," he whines before he dives down to bury his face in the valley of your breasts.

He gives them his undivided attention, kissing and licking them with so much fervor, so much hunger, his flushed skin burning against your own. You have to stop yourself from crying out as his mouth latches onto a nipple while his calloused fingers rub and pinch the other.

"You get worked up so easily," you moan, arching your back as his tongue swirls around your nipple so deliciously.

"Only for you, my love."

#luke skywalker x reader #luke skywalker x fem!reader #luke skywalker x afab!reader #luke skywalker smut #this is my first smut so please be gentle #(that's what she said) #dom luke and whiny luke can and will coexist #my fic

[lxstfathier]

the thought of teasing luke over the course of an entire day and watching him slowly crack is like. why can’t that be me

omfg yessss 😩

you all know that i’m a whore for master Luke so i’ve always liked the thought of teasing him during the day, especially when he’s busy, and he can’t do anything about it cuz all of his padawans are around, so he just clenches his jaw and gives you a stern look, trying his best to not get hard in front of everyone :(

But oh, when he’s finally off duty, you gotta prepare yourself to be pinned against the nearest wall and get fucked rough, because he’s going to take all that pent-up frustration out on you.

Maybe he even degrades you a little bit (if you are into it ofc) telling you how much of a little slut you are for doing that to him. Do you know how difficult it is for him to focus when you act so provocative?? yeah, you do, and that’s what makes it even better.

And by the end of the night you both end up overstimulated, sweaty and whimpering into each other’s mouths <3

#dom luke strikes again yasss #luke skywalker x reader #luke skywalker fanfiction #luke skywalker smut

[scott-pilgrim-irl]

heres rhe fic guys

The hands of a villian.

2.somethingk words idk

first fic who dis?

*^♡^*

you were sitting in your cabin with your best friend, annabeth. she was talking about percy, whilst you were drawing a portrait of a tree. she then stopped talking and looked outside, worried about her you put down your pencil and paper and looked where she was looking, but you saw nothing. you started to draw again and she started talking again.

^~♡~^

later that day, you and annabeth went down to go to dinner, and you were shocked because sitting right across from you was luke castellan, which he wasn't supposed to be there. after everything he did, he was supposed to be dead. cause a titan war, become kronos, die while being kronos? how is he still here? you wondered to yourself, then you thought back to you and his relationship before he turned on the camp, you both were so loving to eachother. you dont really understand what happened.

^*~*^

after dinner, you went back to your cabin still in a state of constant confusion and shock. seeing your ex, who is supposed to be dead, still at the camp? after he betrayed the whole camp? after all of that? he wasn't even supposed to be alive. you went to your bed and settled down for the night, but of course. soon enough you heard a knock on your cabin door, you pretended to be asleep. but of course curiosity got the best of you. you decided to walk to the door and open it. and standing right in front of you, was luke castellan. still as handsome as before. maybe a little paler but still handsome.

^*✪*^

! smut!

you told him to come in, he spoke to you. "hey, y/n. im sorry about everything and what i did. i wanna continue what we had before this, please." you looked at him in a state of shock. you couldn't believe what he just said, but you took the pleading,wrongly you could say. a few minutes later, he was on his knees infront of you. choking on your cock and moaning around it. "good boy." you spoke loudly. thrusting your hips onto him. each time he tried to take his mouth off your cock or stop bobbing, you smacked his face. then with one final thrust in his mouth, you came down his throat. then you said "we're not done yet, slut."

;**;

!SMUT!

you pulled him over to your bed, signaling for him to be on his back, you took some lube out of your drawer. you took it and put it on your fingers, slowly to teased around his rim circling it, then slowly you pushed in. he let out a sharp moan and you took your other hand and put a slap to his ass. then he whimpered. then you slowly pulled your finger out and put two in. you started curling them and making him let out little pleads and moans, such as "please y/n,go faster." "nggh- please!" and others. you quickened the pace, as he was near his orgasm from just your fingers you pulled them out. you heard a slight whimper from the sudden loss then uncapped the lube and spread it on your growing cock. then you teased him again, you put only the tip in. waiting for him to plead and beg for it, he did, when you were satisfied, you pushed in. slowly, you inched yourself in, until you were fully in then quickly pulled back out then in again. till you were steadying a pace. making him moan loudly with little nghs and ahs here and there you quickly fastened your pace, making him eager. making him spit out little "oh!"s and "ngh!"s. you started getting sloppy with it while you were nearing your orgasm, you leaned down and put your hand on his cheek and started to kiss him, not politely but hungrily. you were touch starved, for his lips. you felt his hands find their way around your neck and you swallowed his moans. then with one final thrust you came, deep inside him, riding out your orgasm, he came right after, spurting out long streams of cum, knowing it was probably the hardest you made him cum. after, you pulled out and layed beside him.

+**+

you got up while still sore, you asked him if he wanted to shower and wanted to get cleaned, he said sure. after the shower, you both cuddled until you fell asleep, the next morning you both woke up, sore as ever. but still, went to breakfast, annabeth kept asking you questions about why you were limping, if you were hurt, if she should get will, and other things but you just told her it was just some pains from getting older. luke as well, got asked those questions. you both looked at eachother all day and giggled while being asked questions. after today, he was gone again. probably forever, but he did leave a note, "wanna do this again sometime?".

hmmm yeah the end

#luke castellan smut #top reader #luke castellan #dom reader #male reader #no pussy for me #gay men

[dombrianoteretto]

Hobbs: Istg… Dom and Brian ran off and then sent me a pic on the snap of them kissing captioned better luck next time!🫣

Shaw: NO! THE AUDACITY!😯

Hattie: istg if you two don’t just stfu…😐

#brian x dom #dom/brian #dombrian #brian/dom #briandom #dom x brian #brian and dom #dominic toretto #dom and brian #dom o’conner #brian x dominic #dominic toretto x brian o’conner #dominic x brian #dominic o’conner #Dominic oconner #brian oconner #brian o’conner x dominic toeretto #brian o'conner #luke hobbs #deckard shaw #Hattie shaw #hobbs and shaw #Hobbs would totally call snap chat ‘the snap’ #they're gossip queens #bestfriends who hate each other🧡 #incorrect fast and furious #fast and the furious #the fast and the furious #incorrect dombrian #incorrect hobbs and shaw

[generalkenobee]

Can we ever get a Luke skywalker mommy kink smut fic? Please your amazing thank you for all you do

IM SO SORRY IF THIS ISN'T WHAT YOU WANTED, IF NOT JUST MESSAGE ME AND ILL FIX IT😭

Why does he look so buff in that GIF?

A little overstim, brat Luke, reader is a little mean, reader puts her hand on Luke's throat but doesn't apply much pressure, name calling, degrading

The request basically has the summary down sooo

Luke's voice always got so so high pitched and whiny when he was about to cum "oh mommy-"

"no. I already said no so I don't know why you keep being a brat" you responded wrapping you hand around his throat applying just the right amount of pressure making him toss his head back bucking his hips up into your hand moaning

"oh yeah I know you love being choked" you said fighting your grip and moving your hand up and down, pumping him a little faster now.

"Mommy- Mommy! Please p-please stop I'm gonna- auhh" your boyfriends eyes rolled back while white spurts of cum shot up onto his toned chest. Luke's whole body relaxed and he was in a state of complete euphoria. However his perfect nirvana was crushed when he remembered..

His eyes shot open looking at you pleadingly

"mommy please I didn't mean to, i-it was an accident I tried to warn you mommy please don't - aughh!! Fuck!"

Your hand continued pumping faster now.

"oh your wanna cum you pathetic slut? Cum then! Cum all you want. Your body is going to give me as much as it can till you can't remember your own name."

Your tone was harsh and even slightly mean

"and also, since when are you aloud to say 'fuck'?" You questioned. Luke looked up at you and was scared to answer, he knew his voice was going to break and he also knew he wasn't thinking straight "ne-nev" but he was interrupted by his own moans

"what was that slut?" Your hand squeezed his base tighter while you slapped his swollen pretty cock head.

"never!" You said while tears started to pool in his eyes

"aww you're crying baby boy? You wanna cum more?" Your hand sped up.

"mommy mommy mommy! I- oh maker I love you so fucking much mommy!" It was like your boyfriend was chanting while he came more on your hand

"oh..I love you too baby boy"

#star wars #star wars x reader #star wars x you #star wars smut #star wars x y/n #x reader #luke skywalker #luke skywalker x reader #kylo ren #kylo ren smut #x reader smut #dom mommy #domme mommy #requested #return of the jedi #request #req open #the empire strikes back #the empire star wars #a new hope #star wars a new hope #generalkenobee #thanks for the request!

[fwaooo]

non sexual dom/sub dinluke. Sometimes Luke’s connection to the Force overwhelms him (he’s still learning to control it too!!) and it pulls him into something close to a subspace.

So far, he’s had Leia, Han or Lando assist him to safely return but it doesn’t quite slot right. Leia is a little too rigid and structured, Han is a little too rough and Lando overindulges. (Chewie is probably the best but Luke has difficulty understanding Shyrriwook in this state) Still, he’s grateful for his family and they’re the only ones he trust to see him so vulnerable and they understand that too. They have a regular schedule of Luke just letting go into the Force so it doesn’t completely overwhelm him.

Except once Grogu comes into his life, Luke has been unable to find time to let himself go. Until one day it boils over and he’s pulled roughly in. Luckily, it’s when Din has come by to visit Grogu and he finds his son’s teacher…. high????? Something’s clearly wrong so Din does his best to keep Luke safe and comfortable but contained until Luke snaps out of it.

Few hours later it’s the best Luke has ever felt and he’s mortified at first to see Din there cause omg that was embarrassing but also somehow he knows he could trust Din (thanks to Grogu’s enthusiastic sharing of best buir) Din is confused and kinda worried about leaving his bb with this jedi, but after being explained the situation Din hesitantly offers to help. Whether it’s to look after Grogu or well, Luke himself. And boy oh boy Din was exactly what Luke was looking for: clear boundaries but surprisingly soft and attentive. Bonus Din is very capable so Luke can trust he will protect both Luke and Grogu when his defenses are down.

So Din comes by regularly now and he’s kinda awkward at first but he quickly recognizes the insane amount of trust Luke is showing by being so vulnerable to him, so he steps up his game and does his best to respond to that trust. Because Luke in this state?? He is absolutely connected to the Force but also highly suggestible and vulnerable. It’s absolutely possible to lead him into being super destructive but nope Din is only here to brush Luke’s hair behind his ears and coax him inside blankets. It’s all very platonic and soft. Din protects and cares for Luke and in turn Luke protects and cares for Grogu.

The two probably won’t get together until like idk the New Republic fearing Mandalore will be in control of the last Jedi, puts Force suppression cuffs on Luke when he’s in one of his subspace but away from Din and it causes him to just drop hard. Basically puts him into shock. Din’s enraged cause protecting Luke is his job!!!! Not just because Luke is Grogu’s teacher because Luke!!! is his!!! to provide and protect!! oh hey wait a second do i actually care for the jedi…??

#dinluke #fanfic ideas #luke skywalker #sub luke skywalker #dom/sub

[coryosbaby]

SENSITIVE . Luke Castellan x fem! Reader

Content warning . Broken bones and submissive Luke <3

Whenever someone uses a word to describe Luke Castellan, it’s always this: strong.

He’s the greatest swordsman in camp, after all. He puffs out his chest and slathers his aura in pride, outdoing every opponent.

Except for when it comes to you.

He’s— well, Luke is a sensitive boy. No one knows that, of course, except for you.

He shows his true self, now, on a rainy night in your cabin. Many campers have gone to dinner, and Luke had decided to stay back with you, curled up in your bed.

“(Y/N),” he whines, as you finish your night routine with a drastic slowness. “It hurts.”

You almost roll your eyes at your boyfriend’s antics as you lather on a bit of moisturizer. After a long trip and fall down a flight of stairs—ironic, really, considering his stealthiness— the boy had broken his hand. A small cast is wrapped around it, little phrases that you and other peers had written into it rainbow in color.

“You’re being dramatic.”

His lips form into a pout.

“‘M not,” he replies. His unbroken hand pats the empty spot beside him. “Come here, baby. I miss you.”

You can’t help the tug in your chest at his sweet tone. You do the last steps of your routine, sighing as you move out of your vanity chair and slide onto your silky pink sheets.

“C’mere, you big baby.”

He grins, pressing a kiss to your cheek as you bring him into your embrace, letting him wrap his big arms around you.

“You smell nice,” he compliments, humming. “Like a pretty flower.”

You giggle. His fingers move up to play with your hair.

“And your hair is so pretty. I love it. And your eyes…”

“Are you saying this because you feel sentimental, or because you want me to make out with you?”

“Both.”

You scoff, pulling him in for a kiss. He reciprocates eagerly, and before you know it his tongue slides warm and wet into your mouth. His hand moves up to your tits, softly groping.

And when you look down, you realize why he’s so clingy. A small smirk spreads across your lips.

“I think you need a little bit of help, sweet boy.”

His cheeks, a dusty pink, turn even darker now. You take in the sight of the large bulge straining against his zipper. He lets out a nervous chuckle, though it doesn’t do much to stifle his nerves. His broken hand still stays trembling underneath your own.

“You don’t have to,” he replies, averting his gaze from you. “I’m not.. I mean.. I can’t—”

“I know.”

You don’t need to say anything else. Your palm splays out over his hardened cock, and he whines, a tiny breathless thing in the back of his throat that makes your panties soak with wetness.

“Mommy,” he utters. “I need your hands,” And then, bordering on a choked sob, “Please? I’ll be good, I swear…”

Oh, it’s so easy to get him worked up. So, so incredibly easy.

You hum, flicking the zipper of his jeans up and down playfully. His brunette locks are turned up and disheveled, and it’s the most adorable thing you’ve ever seen.

“Poor baby. It’s been a long time since you’ve touched yourself, hasn’t it ? Four, maybe five days?”

That was the last time he had fucked you, the day he had broken his hand. Your schedules were both so busy that neither of you had time to do anything since. Luke’s eyebrows press together, and a pout forms on his lips as he nods in confirmation. You press a kiss to his jaw, then another. He’s wearing the cologne you like, and a shirt you had once said looked particularly good on him. He had made his way into your room asking for this, you’re sure. He was asking to get all worked up and get you to handle it.

He just wants mommy’s attention, doesn’t he?

You pull his fly down, much to his excitement, a “thank you” falling sweetly off of his soft lips. Pushing his underwear down, his hardened cock slaps up to its fullest attention against his stomach. His balls are drawn up tight above the fabric of his briefs, full and ready to be emptied.

Oh, how worked up the poor thing is. Wet like a girl, cock dripping pre cum and the tip flushed an almost deep scarlett. He’s well endowed, much to your pleasure.

Giving his tip a teasing flick with two of your fingers, you watch as his eyes shut tight and he moans. It sounds precious, a choir full of angels singing. You wish you could hear it over and over again.

He isn’t looking at you, now, and that makes you annoyed. Your hand slaps his length and he lets out a pained yelp.

“Eyes on me. Do you understand?”

His bottom lip wobbles. A sensitive boy he is, despite his usually hard and cold demeanor, and his mommy’s disapproval makes him want to cry. He nods, his teary eyes staring deep into your own as you spit into your palm and take him into your hand.

You start by thumbing over his tip, rubbing softly into his slit. Watching his breathing increase and the way his head tilts back is absolutely enticing.

“Is that good, baby?” You ask softly. He nods eagerly, his hand shaking in his lap. He tries not to clench his broken fist together but that proves difficult, and he lets out a pained cry when he presses down on it. You coo to him, almost mocking, as you snake your arm behind his back and take the cast into your free hand.

“Don’t hurt yourself, okay? Just hold on to me,” your voice is a purr in the shell of his ear. “Need my boy big and strong again.”

“Yeah,” he breathes out, his voice high pitched and whiny. “Yeah, mommy, yeah…”

Your hand wraps around the fullness of his length, twisting with a flick of your wrist. His forehead bumps against yours as his open mouth tries to land on your lips. You think he’s trying to kiss you, and it’s absolutely endearing. He can’t help but desperately shove his tongue into the warm confines of your mouth. You giggle at that, pulling him in for a sloppy, wet kiss.

When your lips leave his, it’s so you can bite and suckle pretty marks onto his neck. You lave over the reddish bites, humming as you cover his throat in them.

Other women at camp, be damned. He’s yours.

It isn’t long, with a gasping mouth and fluttering lashes, that he’s close.

“I’m gonna cum,” Luke murmurs, sugary sweet. “I’m g-gonna… momma, momma..”

He buries his face in your neck, salty tears pressing into your skin, and his cock spurts rope after rope of warm, sticky spend all over your hand. You watch with a smile, pressing a kiss into his hair as he fucks his hips up and mewls against you. Your heart flutters at the sound, your body on fire just from watching him come undone.

He sighs when you milk the last few remnants of cum from his spent cock. His curls stick to his forehead, sweat dripping down his brow. What a sight.

You find Luke’s shirt somewhere on the floor and wipe your hand on it. His nose crinkles up.

“That’s gross.”

Rolling your eyes and trying not to smile, you sit down beside him again.

“It’s your mess, Luke.”

He shrugs, his hand going up to push your hair out of your face. He gives you a pretty, lopsided smile. You kiss the scar underneath his eye, and his eyes cloud over again.

Always so sensitive.

He lays down on the bed, signaling you over. His lips find yours again, chaste but still nice, and when he’s using free hand to make you straddle his face, a gasp emits from you.

“Luke. It’s okay, you don’t have to.”

“Want to,” he murmurs, sliding your panties to the side. “You took care of me, momma. Let me take care of you.”

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ab riding with luke castellan

smut below the cut! 🏹

ab riding | name calling ( slut, baby girl, good girl, my love ) | degradation | needy! reader | dom luke

authors note: hey y’all! as requested from the poll :) this whole idea comes from this. picture of charlie bc oml he looks sooo good 😣 thank you so much for voting and helping me decide what to write! please send me requests- i’d love to hear what y’all wanna read thank you for your support <3

imagine you wake up before luke and you’re so needy so you’re whining in his ears hoping he wakes up.

“pleasee luke i need you right now” and he grumbles at you for disturbing his peaceful rest. you’re grabbing his shoulders and attempting to shake him so he can wake up for you but all he does is swat your hands away and tuck his face further into the crook of his elbow. this furthers your rampant emotions of annoyance and the desire for him to just touch you. so you continue to run your hands in his shoulders. you lean down and trail kisses on the side of his neck and jawline facing up. you leave a trail of sloppy open mouthed kisses to the column of his throat and lick at his Adam’s apple. what really sets him off is when you forcefully tilt his face to you, and start leaving wet kisses down over his scar that runs from the arch of his brow to his perfectly angular jawline. luke grabs your left wrist with his right hand and flips you onto your back, tired of your petty antics.

“it’s 8 in the fucking morning and you’re already an insatiable little slut. if you’re gonna cum, you’re gonna work for it,” he growls a few centimeters from your face.

so that’s how you end up perched on Luke’s abs, arms on his chest, bed sheets ruffled and pushed down towards his lower thighs to make room for you on his pelvis. you’re desperately humping his abs like a dog.

“you look like a bitch in heat. this is all your little pussy is good for. always wanna get touched or filled. isn’t that right, baby girl?”

you nod aimlessly as you’re so focused on just cumming.

you feel tears welling in your eyes from the stimulation of your clit on his v line and you readjust to rock back and forth over his perfect abs but it’s still not enough. luke noticed the airy whines you let out as your cunt clenches around nothing as your clit is met with the friction of your soaked panties and his abs that have streaks of your glistening arousal. luke grabs your hips and grounds them further into his abs. at this sudden force of contact, you let out a loud whimper, throwing your head back with your eyes screwed shut because of how good he feels on you.

“look at you. so needy. look at your messy cunt leaving a mess on my fucking abs. you like this shit, huh? you like being my dirty little girl. just f’me yeah? who does this pussy belong to?” luke stares at you with lust filling his eyes and his pupils blown wide with the desire he holds for you.

“answer my fucking question or I won’t let you cum, you slut.”

“‘M yours, luke! All yours! im your go- good girl. Please let me cum! Wanna cum! I need to. Been so needy for you-“ your moans piercing through your words of insatiability to luke.

“that’s a good girl. you know who you belong to. show me how messy your cunt is baby girl. wanna see her make a mess in these sheets. gonna have you lick me clean. does that sound good?” luke says with a groan as he grounds your hips further so you can feel every ridge and hard line of his abs against your clit

you let out a shriek of pleasure as you feel yourself lose your consciousness to the mind clearing orgasm. you feel your mind clear and body shake with relief.

you lean your head against a luke shoulder as he whispers into your ear, “ that’s my good girl. so good for me. you’re so good when you listen to me. so obedient, my love.” and he leaves small kisses on the sweaty crown of your head as you make small noises of appreciation to his soft caring demeanor.

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n/s//f///w tot thoughts: on bdsm, mariluke, lukerosa, and marilukerosa

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LIE: Dom and Shaw fought each other with dual-wielding baseball bats

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