Luke Castellan X Half-Blood Reader
Requested by @Malyourpal @Pink101K
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Not so familiar with Camp Half-Blood, heh, but I've seen movies and read some of the books. Fear not, my friend (and crush *cough*) is lending me his Percy Jackson series soon! I just need to finish summer reading!
You let out a grunt as you ducked under his sword. You swung yours, and he clanked his against it, stopping his hit.
"Just give up, (Y/n)!" Luke grinned, using his sword to block your hit.
"Not happening!" You moved behind him, and he quickly turned to block your sword.
The arena was almost empty, for many were either eating or training elsewhere, and you and Luke had made a bet.
Who ever won the duel would get to make the other do whatever they wanted.
So cliché, isn't it? Yeah, well to bad, Gigi's a cliché writer.
You spun, holding the weapon behind you before turning towards him and kicking your leg out, causing him to fall onto his back. Luke held his sword out in front of him, but you kicked the hilt of the weapon from his hold.
You stepped on his chest, holding your sword out, poking his chin. You grinned biting one of your gloved hands and pulling it from off of your hand. You grabbed it from your mouth, slinging it off to the side.
"Looks like I-eek!" You squealed as he gripped your ankle, pulling you down so you fell downwards onto your back.
He quickly stood, grabbing his sword along with yours, which you had dropped when you fell.
"You were saying, Dear?" He hummed, pointing both swords to you.
You glared, "Oh, zip it."
He pulled back, placing his sword back into the scabbard. He held his hand out, looking at you with a smirk. You stuck your tongue out, but grabbed his hand as he pulled you up.
When you were on your feet, he handed you your sword, which you put back into your sheath.
"Now~" He purred, placing a hand on your back as he led you out of the arena you had recently fought in.
You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms as you allowed him to lead you to his cabin, "Don't be so prideful, Castellan."
He let out a hum, smirking at you.
"Please, (Y/n). If anyone needs to hide their pride, it's you."
You scoffed, "Me? Huh."
He curled his fingers around your waist, grinning as he stepped through his cabin door.
Thankfully, it was empty.
(Lenny face)
"So, what do I need to do?" You stepped away from him, "Make your bed for a week? Let you have half my meals?"
He put a hand to his chin, "So tempting, but I have my mind set else where."
You scrunched your eyebrows, "What could son of Hermes possibly-" Your face dropped, "Oh."
He raised an eyebrow as a blush spread onto your cheeks.
"Are you that oblivious?" He teased, and you laughed awkwardly.
"N-no...I just thought-I thought we were just..." You cleared your throat, "Friends."
He gasped dramatically, a hand to his heart.
"(Y/n), I thought we were much much more!"
You crossed your arms, "So I'm also some arm candy-sex toy?"
He glared, "What? No!" He scoffed, "I'm hurt you even think of me that way!"
You bit you lip, embarrassed, "Well, I mean..."
"Oh, just shut up."
You looked up in shook but were greeted by a warm pair of lips on yours, a hand on you cheek and the other on the back of your neck.
You gasped, then slowly arched yourself into the kiss. Seeing as you weren't rejecting him, he pushed you against the wall, opening his mouth to deepen the kiss. Your arms wrapped around his neck, tugging him closer.
Parting from the kiss, he pulled off his shirt, before pressing back against your form.
"Holy shit!"
"Grover, they're having a moment get out!"
"Ooo~...moment~!"
"Leo!"