prompt: person a and person b are playing a video game, but person a is taking it more seriously than person b...
content: you and luke are trying to play a video game together but instead of taking it seriously, you decide to play a game with him instead
characters: luke x reader
‘No, no!’ Luke cries as the screen fades to black and the ominous words Game Over scroll across. You growl in frustration as well, throwing your controller down onto the couch.
It’s a lazy Sunday morning, and you’re both barely out of your pyjamas. Luke is not wearing a shirt, just a pair of sweatpants that you can see the outline of his dick through, and you’re wearing his missing shirt, with just underwear and nothing else underneath. You both are so close to finishing this boss fight, but somehow you can’t sync up, and more than once you’ve been clobbered on the head by the boss, mostly relying on Luke carrying you through the whole game. Now it seems like you can’t just coast along anymore.
‘Maybe we should take a break,’ you suggest. ‘We’ve been playing for nearly two hours.’
‘But we’re so close!’ Luke pleads with you. You can’t resist his puppy dog eyes, so you sigh and pick up your controller, only to be met by defeat yet again, even faster than before.
You decide to take a break, but Luke goes on, his tongue sticking out of the side of his mouth as he tries to manage two controllers. You have to admit, he’s doing an admirably better job than you have been this entire time.
You watch him play, but slowly get bored.
‘Luke…’ You say. ‘I’m bored.’
‘Mhmm.’ He’s too focused to really pay attention to what you’re saying.
‘Luke!’
‘Yes babe?’ He says, eyes still glued to the screen. The boss has only half a bar of health left. An idea flashes through your head as you crawl towards him on the sofa.
‘I’m almost done — wait, wait wait. What are you doing?’ Luke says, pausing the game and looking down at you with wide eyes.
You’re in-between his legs, and have already swiftly undone the knot on his sweatpants.
‘You’re playing a game, and I wanted to play my own game,’ you smile innocently at him.
‘Babe, if you wanted to play that kind of game, you only had to say…’ He’s about to put down his controller and swoop you up, but you stop him.
‘Nope. I want you to keep playing,’ you tell him. ‘If you win, you’ll get to claim your prize.’
Luke’s pupils have dilated and his mouth has dropped open, face going completely red. He’s about to stammer something, but you pull his trousers down to his ankles quickly to expose his cock.
‘Well?’ You ask. ‘Keep playing.’
He gulps and frantically presses play.
You can hear the battle resume behind you as you take Luke’s cock into your hands and give it a long, slow lick, feeling him harden almost instantly under your touch. Above you, Luke gives a small whimper and you stifle a giggle. You pay extra attention to the underside of his cock, his scent thick in your nostrils, and Luke shifts, trying to concentrate.
When you engulf his cock in your mouth at last, he shudders and lets out a satisfied groan. He fails to dodge, and you can hear the sound of the boss swatting at your characters. You swirl your tongue over the tip of his cock, doing your best to distract him even further, moving your lips up and down his hard length. You are enjoying coaxing all these noises from him, eyes flicked upwards to watch his face twisted in desire, even while he valiantly tries to manage two controllers at once. You speed up your actions, head bobbing up and down in serious concentration, all while Luke groans and writhes, his hips canting gently upwards, hands itching to twine in your hair.
You can tell that the boss fight is coming to a head now, the boss evolved into its final form. Luke’s fingers fly faster, pressing furiously as you try to make him come undone with your mouth. It’s a short-lived battle as Luke tries to keep himself under control.
Then a triumphant noise, as Luke throws down the controllers. You reluctantly slide your mouth off with a loud pop, but when you turn back to see the victory screen, Luke has already pounced on you, hands eagerly moving up towards your chest, mouth hungrily kissing yours despite where it’s just been, cock thrusting urgently against your inner thigh. When his fingers trace your entrance you are already wet, and they slide in easily, curling upwards to find that perfect spot.
‘Time for me to claim my prize?’ He asks hopefully, and you can almost imagine a tail wagging behind him. You nod, and he takes his fingers out of you, putting them into his own mouth to taste your sweet scent. You guide his hips towards yours.
‘Please?’ You ask, core throbbing with the aching need to be filled. Luke slips just the tip of his cock in, hips bobbing shallowly as he hovers over you, watching your expression, grinning at the way you’ve turned into a mewling, whimpering mess, his shirt hiked up over your chest and legs spread wide open for him.
‘You’re so beautiful, babe,’ he whispers, head dipping to give you a kiss, just as he slides his cock all the way inside, and you cry out in pleasure. The carpet is rough against your back when Luke starts to rock his hips in earnest, and his lips suck on your neck as he plunges into you again and again, drawing out moans from you with every thrust.
You sigh into his ear. ’Oh Luke.’
‘I love it when you moan for me, baby. I want to hear you say my name when you come,’ Luke’s cock is pressing up against all the right angles, and you can feel yourself slowly tipping over the edge, tight heat pooling in you.
‘Harder, Luke,’ you beg, and he complies, grunting as he focuses on delivering you as much pleasure as possible.
‘Baby, I’m so close,’ Luke’s voice is a desperate keen as his hips stutter against yours. You can feel his cock throb inside you, close to release. The thought of Luke spilling into you is the image that pushes you over the edge, and you arch your back when you come, and Luke fucks you roughly through your orgasm, thrusting deeply into you one final time as his hot cum floods into you, both of you trembling and riding out your respective waves of satisfaction.
Luke collapses beside you on the carpet, gathering you into his arms and pressing soft kisses into your hair.
‘That was… wow.’
You can hear the blush in his face just from his voice alone. You playfully poke him in the chest. ‘Seems like you don’t need me to finish the rest of the game, hmm?’
‘No!’ Luke protests. ‘I don’t mind carrying you through it.’
‘What can I say? I’m good at providing incentives.’
He begins to tickle you, and you have to fend him off as you try to rush to the bathroom to clean up before the cum leaking out of you destroys the carpet.
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