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after redressing, you rushed to the rest of the campers, taking a seat next to alex. your boyfriend.

wow, what a good girlfriend I am, you thought sarcastically.

alex turned towards you, placing a firm kiss on your cheek. "hey babe, where were you?"

you loosened up your limbs trying to appear casual. "I had to finish off some cleaning with luke." you stated, forcing your voice to sound a bit annoyed at the mention of the raven haired boy.

alex sighs. "i know you don't like him babe, but what happened at breakfast was....a bit much, no?"

you bite your lip. "i know, i know, trust me."

his fingers twirl a bit of your hair, and his eyes narrow. "why is your hair wet?"

you blink, thoughts running wild to formulate an answer.

"i think im done cleaning," luke stated, tossing his shirt to the sand and unbuttoning his shorts. you turned to look away, fearing a blush would coat your cheeks at seeing his near-naked form.

you could hear the smirk in lukes voice as he talked, and you turned back to see him just in boxers, walking backwards towards the water.

"gonna take a dip, if you wanna join."

his words were enticing, and you still couldn't figure out why. despite yourself, you slowly peel of you clothes, curious as to where this was going. with a new found sense of confidence, you walked towards the water, locking eyes with luke, who was eyeing your body, and the thin, lacy garments covering you privates.

you held back a shudder of the memory from before, and forced a annoyed look on your face.

"luke threw water on me at the beach." you lied.

alex scoffed. "what a dick, huh?"

you nodded, leaning your head on his shoulder. "yeah, a huge dick."

you winced at your words, because they were true in all senses. you almost laughed at the irony - you had just slept with him and were now talking to your boyfriend about how he's a huge dick. beautiful.

in truth, you felt beyond guilty. here alex was, so sweet and caring, and you had just cheated on him. it was so out of character, especially given your hatred for luke - it was out of the blue.

you regretted it. bad.

but why did that idea fill you with even more guilt?

not long after you arrived, luke had showed up, going over to sit with his siblings.

he glanced in your direction, noticing that you were next to alex. feeling his gaze on you, a part of you wanted to detach from your boyfriend - a small part, but still a part.

and besides, even if that part of you was bigger - that part that quite enjoyed your time with luke over the past hour - it would never work. odds are, you were just a one and done for him. he messes around with girls all the time, its wasn't worth loosing your relationship with alex over.

so at that moment, especially when you saw luke begin to flirt with a girl from demeter cabin, you decided you would forget you and luke castellan ever happened, and you would devote your time into making your relationship with alex work.

because it was the right thing to do.

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like stated, it had been 2 weeks since your...encounter, with luke, and safe to say things have gone mostly back to normal.

mostly.

the days were mostly the same. you spent time with your siblings and friends, and of course, your boyfriend. you trained the younger campers, you dueled with your peers, and you lead your cabin in all duties, being the head councilor alongside your sister silena.

you relationship with alex felt as if it had only strengthened in the couple of weeks - you had been pouring so much more energy into the the two of you, and if felt good to be investing into something that was good for you.

and besides, you were filled with immense guilt for what happened with luke - the least you could do was spend a little extra time with alex.

so yeah. the days were mostly back to normal.

the nights, however, had changed.

instead of being plagued by usual demigod nightmares, you had been burdened with far worse - dreams of luke.

you were angry, internally blaming it on him, even though you knew rationally, he couldnt have anything to do with it.

you were the issue.

whether you were trying to or not, you were the one dreaming of him. you were the one that as soon as you closed your eyes, you were back in cabin one, underneath him, writhing in pleasure.

you wished there was some sort of therapy at camp, so someone could tell you what the hell was going on.

you knew you didn't like luke - since the moment you met him, in fact, you hated him. the two of you never got along, always competing to be best, always finding ways to get under the others skin. you didn't like him, and he didn't like you.

so it was attraction - simple as that. just because you hated him with your gut, doesn't mean you couldn't find him hot. because he's objectively hot. it would be suspicious if you said he wasn't hot, because everyone knew he was.

so, you could admit that to yourself - that you found him very attractive, but you could never see anything with him. thats why it didn't matter - because theres nothing of substance. with alex - he genuinely cares about you, and you feel safe with him. luke would only ever disappoint you.

but you couldn't deny that lukes surprising warmth was unforgettable. that his lips and skin were shockingly soft, that his voice when quiet and breathless was enough to send shivers down you spine even now, that when you were with him in that state he was all consuming...

you couldn't deny that his touch was electric, lighting a spark in you that you didn't know was there. that his teases weren't aggravating that one late afternoon when he had you, in fact, they only spurred on your need for him. you couldn't deny that despite yourself, the intimacy of the moment you had wasn't lost on you - the way he demanded you look in his eyes the whole time, the way he joked with you and cleaned you up after, even his dirty teases about what your boyfriend would think if he found out - you remembered it, no matter how much you wish you didn't.

you cringed when you remember your own words from that night.

"bet he could never make you feel this good, could he?" luke had asked, his voice teasing and of course, knowing.

you repeatedly shake your head, your words coming out all jumbled together. "no, never, only you, luke," you cried.

"s'that right, princess? only me?" you almost regretted your words, seeing how much it seemed to have grown his ego, but you couldn't find it in yourself to care all that much when he was making you feel so good.

you nod, whimpering as your cunt clenched around him, biting your lip to hold back any more sounds.

you had essentially told him that it was only luke who could make you feel that good, that he was better than your boyfriend.

yikes. it wasn't a good look, especially since you were still with said boyfriend.

you could excuse it, say it was heat in the moment, but in truth, in that moment you meant it. you rarely say things you don't mean, and even if you tried to lie, you knew the truth - you knew that it wasn't a fabricated statement.

you also couldn't pretend that you hadn't seen him looking at you, very often as of late. you'd be at the volleyball court, messing around with your siblings, when you felt his hot gaze on you. you turn to look, seeing him with his own siblings from afar, staring heatedly at you. you would swallow nervously, you body feeling hot, before returning your attention back into the game.

you werent sure why he was pressed - you had assumed he would've been fine with it - getting it out of your system once and then going back to normal.

but nothing between you two in the past couple of weeks was your normal.

you and luke, as always, taught the younger campers a sword fighting class. you had been teaching this together for years, chirons reasoning that you two were the strongest sword fighters in camp, and it would be a shame not to utilize that. the two of your egos had been too stroked to disagree, despite your dislike for the other.

but now, after what happened between you two, you regretted that design greatly.

things were beyond different between you two now. instead of teases and jabs, from luke you were given intense glares and knowing smirks. when the two of you were demonstrating, it was impossible to focus, having to look luke in the eye after what happened between the two of you felt like hell. your cheeks grew rosier the more his lips tilted up into a simper, and your body felt hotter whenever his fingers grazed on you waist to show "correct stances" to the kids.

you felt so angry with yourslef for letting him have this effect on you - you had promised yourself to forget what happened between the two of you, but it was hard when he made you feel so helpless.

it was even worse when you got caught staring at him instead of the other way around - humiliating, even. he would meet your intense gaze, his eyes filled with a rare sense of seriousness. you would look away, embarrassed to be caught, but you would feel his gaze on you for a long time after.

you remembered one night when his stare was far too compromising.

it was about a week ago, aka, a week after the two of you slept together, and alex was walking you back to your cabin after a long day.

"you tired?" he had asked warmly, hodling both your hands as you stood in front of you cabin.

you nodded, a small smile on your lips. "yeah, long day."

he nodded in agreement, before stepping close to you, his lips tilting up. "can i give you a kiss?" he asked.

you internally winced. why did he ask? he was your boyfriend, he shouldnt have to ask to kiss you!

luke certainly didn't.

you shook that thought away before forcing a smile on your lips, nodding softly before leaning in to meet his lips.

kisses with alex were always slow - not that you didn't like slow kisses, but it was all the time - there had to be some sort of diversity.

with luke, there were moments where your lips moved sensually, before speeding up to be more intense. there was moments where he kissed you passionately and deeply, before pulling his lips away, teasing you, leaving you wanting more. it was electric, addictive, even.

luke-why were you thinking about luke right now? you were kissing your boyfriend, and you should be thinking about him, alex, not luke. you felt a prickle on your arms, goosebumps rising, as you flutters your eyes opened slightly.

from afar, you could see luke, leaned out front of his own cabin, watching you guys.

you wondered if you should've felt disgusted, annoyed even - but you were filled with shock.

alexs' lips trailed down to your neck and you gasped, him smiling into your skin. he thought you were gasping for him, he thought you were pleased with his lips.

when in reality, you were reacting to a whole different man.

staring at luke from across the way, your mind could trick you into thinking it was him doing this to you - him holding your waist tightly, lips sloppily trailing kisses along your neck. even though alexs' lips felt much different, you could pretend.

luke watched, his arms crossed, serious gaze softening into a smug expression. he knew. he knew you were thinking about him, he knew you couldn't stop thinking about him - he knew. somehow, he knew.

so anywayse, to summarize the past 2 weeks:

hell. absolute hell.

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"alice, make sure to keep your feet planted, its easy for your opponent to knock you down if your balance is unsteady"

you heard lukes instructions from afar as your bent in front of layla, a young athena camper, putting a bandaid on her knee.

"why do you and luke not fight anymore?" layla asks innocently.

you look up to here, surprised by her question. you laugh breathily. "um, i dunno, layls. we just don't."

she huffs, wincing when you place the bandain on her cut. "yeah, but you guys barely talk, as well."

you blow out a breath of air, ignoiring her interrogation. "all done. why dont you go join the others?"

she pouts, but does as you say, running back over to her sparing partner as you stay where you stand, overseeing the practice.

you feel the space fill up next to you and you don't have to look to know its luke.

"ben is getting better," he comments, referring to your younger brother. you hum in agreement. "yeah, he just need to be more confident in his moves and then he'll be on a good path."

he hums, and its silent for a moment as you two watch your students.

"listen, i have some changes i want to make to next classes schedule," luke says, breaking the silence. his voice was casual, yet his lips were tilted up in a faint smirk.

you turn to look at him, furrowing your brows. "ok..." when he doesn't say anything, you huff. "go ahead."

he chuckles. "nah, i mean, its too long of a conversation, and class is almost over."

you purse your lips. "ok, fine, then after class."

he hisses in a breath of air. "i'm busy all afternoon," he excuses, faux apologetic. you narrow your eyes. what is he playing at ?

you let out a scoffed laugh. "ok, so when?"

he shrugs. "does after dinner work?"

you fold your lips inwards. you weren't so sure about that. alone, when its dark, with luke? cant be a good idea. but there was no other time to do it, and you knew he wouln't take no for an answer.

"fine," you say curtly after a moment.

he grins. "perfect. meet at the dock, then."

and thats exactly what you did. after finishing up your dinner, making sure all your sibling got ready for bed, you snuck out to the dock.

you saw luke already seated there, and when he heard your footsteps, he whipped his head around, his lips tilting up. "ah, there you are. almost thought you werent coming."

you walk over to sit next to him, yet far enough away. "so, what did you want to talk about?"

he chuckles, leaning back on his hands. "oh, theres tons i want to talk to you about, princess."

you clench your jaw, your cheeks getting a bit rosy. "i meant about the schedule for next lesson."

"oh, right," he sits up a bit, "i think we should change the demonstration to before they start practicing instead of after."

you blink. seriously? couldnt he have just said that earlier? "is that all?"

lukes eyes grow mischievous. "no, actually. i think you should bring your little boyfriend - think it would be fun for him to watch us spar, no?"

you purse your lips, immidiately filled with anger. "stop that."

he throws his hands up in faux defense. "woah, calm down princess. was just an idea."

you roll you eyes, scoffing. "i knew it was a bad idea to come here."

you begin to stand up, but he grabs your wrist. "no. c'mon, stop that," he snickers a bit. "i was just messin with you."

his voice came across a bit soft, and you couldnt ignore the fluttering in your stomach. you stay seated, looking over at him. "whats the real reason you asked me to come out here?"

lukes jaw clenched, and he looked out into the dark water of the lake. the vibe between you two darkened, as did his expression. "you cant just pretend it didn't happen. thats not how it works."

you face fills with shock, his switch in demeanor catching you off guard. he seemed...frustrated, frustrated that you hadn't acknowledged what happened between the two of you.

you swallow nervously. "it was a mistake," you say, but your voice betrays you, coming out quiet and unsure.

luke scoffs. "nothing you do is a mistake, princess. you always know what your doing."

"yeah, well, i didn't in that moment, obviously," you bite your lip. this didn't feel like you and luke - the two of you were being oddly vulnerable, you weren't necessarily fighting - sure you were frustrated, but it wasn't like you were throwing petty insults at the other.

"i..." you start, but have trouble finding you words. "look, i had a good time with you" you admit, your voice quiet. you don't dare to look at luke. "and it was all...really good. but it cant happen again. i've already done enough to betray alex, when he's been nothing but good to me. and-and im a relationship girl, luke. thats something you could never give me."

lukes jaw clenches. alex? nothing but good to you? so you dont know about how he bragged to a bunch of the guys about your body, about how you had given into him? so you dont know that alex had said disgusting things about you, vulgar things?

instead of saying this, he turns to you. "who says i couldn't give you that?" he asks, his voice quiet and low.

you blink, turning to him. you checked his eyes for the truth, and saw nothing but sincerity in his words. shock ran through you. you had no idea he was actually interested in you - you had just assumed he was purely attracted to you, and that was it.

it was like a gate you had forced yourself so seal shut had been cracked open. you had made yourself not even entertain the idea of more with luke, assuming that he would never even think of it. but knowing that he had - that changed everything.

you allowed yourself to consider it, truly consider it. the idea of being with luke. you didn't push it away.

you were brought back to the soft but firm touches, the intimate eye contact, the way he made you feel so special that night 2 weeks ago. you enjoyed it, you know you did, even if you tried to pretend it didn't happen.

but then you remembered alex - sweet alex, who was waiting at the campfire for you after you had fucked luke. gentle alex, who never rushed you, and was respectful.

alex always felt safe.

but what if you didn't want safe?

the silence had consumed the two of you - the only sound that could be heard was the chirping of crickets and the gentle summer breeze. the eye contact you two held was intense - your eyes were glazed over in thought - you both were thinking hard in that moment.

you don't know what possessed you to do it. the moment felt so intimate and private, and he was right there, in your grasp. your hand went out to delicately cup his face. his brows furrowed a bit, confused and a bit surprised by your touch.

you bite your lip. "do you mean it? that you could give me that?" you asked, you voice the softest it had probably ever been with him.

you words were so vulnerable, it caused his heart to clench. after a moment he nods. "i want to. i want to give that to you."

before you knew it, your lips were crashing into his. luke reacted instantly, one hand holding the back of your head and the other cupping your cheek.

you were brought back to the moment where you two kissed at the beach, but this felt a lot different. there was hint of desperation then - you two weren't sure how long it would last, what it meant, even how you were feeling - now, everything was more sure.

you had him now, and he had you.

he pulls you close, and you swing your legs around him, straddling his waist. his hands slide down your waist, squeezing a bit to pull you closer to his chest. you arch into his touch, pressing your chest against his and your hands slide into his hair.

once you start getting breathless you pull apart, panting against his lips.

luke grinned tiredly, and it was so contagious you smiled back.

"let me sneak you into my cabin," his swollen lips practically whisper.

you bite your lip unsurely. "i dunno...what about your siblings?"

he scoffs a bit, as if you said something funny. "they'll be out by now. besides, we'll be quiet"

that was enough to convince you, and before you knew it, his hand in yours, he dragged you over to his cabin, opening and shutting the door quietly, tiptoeing to his bed.

luke sits down first, opening his legs and looking up at you, signaling you to sit down on them. you straddle his lap, cautiously looking around the cabin as luke began to nip at your neck, forcing quiet, breathy hum out of your lips.

he pulls you down, covering you both in blankets, as his lips attack yours. you fall into a steady rhythm, hands exploring each others bodies, breathing heavily into each others mouths. you pawed at his chest. "more," you whisper pleadingly.

"more?" he asks tauntingly. "y'want more? more of what, princess?"

you whine quetly. "of you, luke, please?"

without another words he pecks you chin with a mischievous smile, disappearing under the covers. your filled with anticipation before you feel him lift your shirt up, placing kisses all along your torso.

you bite you lip, holding back the noises that you desperately wanted to release, as you felt his lips move lower and lower.

you wished you could see him, so you ducked under the covers, the duvet just thin enough that moonlight was able to peak in. you could see the shadows of his face, and he looked devastatingly handsome.

he smiled against the skin of your inner thigh, his lips peppering a few kisses there. he moved up, right against your denim shorts, playing with the button and zipper. after a bit of teasing, he slid the down, collecting them in his hands to climb up over you, sliding them under his pillows. he placed a delicate kiss on your lips, before whispering, "is this ok?" against them. you nod feverishly, and he smiles so soft you wonder why you've yet to see this side of him.

he moves back down, his lips against the cotton of your panties, hands holding you hips. just his breath against you was enough to make you feel light, and pool wetness. he place a sweet kiss directly over you clit and you shivered, hands moving to his hair.

"j'wanna make you feel good, princess." he says so quietly you almost miss it. your heart thunders in your chest as he presses more kisses over your panties, his hands sliding down to toy with fabric on yours hips.

"please, luke." you whisper pleadingly, and he gently shushes. "shhhh, its ok, let me handle it. just lay back and take it, hm?"

you nod, your face twisted in want as you relax you head, letting it rest on the pillow.

luke gently tore your panties off, letting them pool at your ankles as his middle finger slows runs down your center. you shiver, and he places a disciplinary hand on your hips. "stay still," he instructs, his finger still gathering your wetness.

his digit pushes into your tight entrance, causing you to swallow a whimper. you shut your eyes, hands gripping his hair.

he places a soft kiss on you thigh, mumbling incoherent praises against your skin.

he slowly moves in and out of you, before his lips press a kiss on your clit again. you jump, gasping quietly as he begins gently sucking.

with his digit fingering your fluttering walls, and his lips slobbering over you pussy, you swear you've never felt such pleasure. its hard to keep quiet, and your surprised you do (not counting the occasional gasp or quiet hums of pleasure).

luke is having way to much fun. you can feel him smirk against you when you let a little noise slip, and you can feel him silently laughing when his tongue flicks over your bud, knowing you would go crazy.

he adds a second finger, and before you know it, a third. every second your coaxed further into your orgasm, and you know he can tell, by the way your pulling his hair to push him closer to your core, and the way your back arches off the bed.

when he does finally bring you too your peak, you bite your lips so hard your surprised it doesn't bleed. your hips stutter against his hand, and his digits inside you slow down, moving you through your high. once you catch you breath, he gently brings your panties back up, placing a kiss over the fabric, before climbing back up.

he kisses you softly, and you can taste yourself on his tongue. he breaks away, the two of your heads peaking out of the blankets.

"good?" he asks quietly and softly, lips red and swollen.

you giggle a bit. "more than good." your hand runs down his chest. "want me to return the favor?"

he shakes his head. "another time, princess."

you pout. "are you sure? i dont mind."

he shakes his head again. "nah. tonight was about you. we have all the time in the world for that."

and it was true, you did. that night 2 weeks ago was the start to something beautiful, and tonight was the real start of you - you and luke.

Not allowing Flynn to finish her sentence, the quarterback from the football team stood beside you, gently tugging your wrist drawing your attention towards him. Turning to face him, you raised an eyebrow in question as you sent a skeptical glance at Flynn.

“What-”

“W-I-L-L....” The cheer team seemingly came out of nowhere spelling out will you go to prom with me, for the quarterback.

His public display causing everyone in the hall to halt their actions while turning to face the commotion.

Heat quickly danced along your cheeks, as your eyes darted around the hall seeing your fellow students staring at you expectantly. As you stood in place with everyone’s prying eyes, you began shifting from foot to foot as you were overwhelmed with being uncomfortable. 

“So?” The quarterback questioned, handing you a bouquet of roses. “Will you go to prom with me?”

Nodding your head, you hummed. “Uh, Yeah.”

The hallway erupted in cheers of excitement as the quarterback raced forward wrapping his arms around your waist, lifting you off the ground as he twirled you around.

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“So I heard you got asked to prom,” Julie spoke as you walked side by side to the loft.

“Oh. Uh, yeah I did.” You muttered, your mind clouded with thoughts.

“I wouldn’t have pegged you for someone to go to prom.” She spoke, her voice laced with envy.

“Yeah, well.” You spoke. “I wasn’t expecting to go. Especially since..”

“Since what?” Julie stopped walking turning to face you with a raised eyebrow.

“N-Nothing.” You stuttered dropping your gaze to the ground in front of you.

“Uh-huh.” 

“It’s just...” Letting out a frustrated huff, you pinched the bridge of your nose. “Can you just drop it?”

Julie gasped as she placed a hand over her beaming smile. Her sudden realization taking you by surprise causing you to jump.

“You like Luke!” She whispers yelled. “I knew it!”

“Shh!” You hissed glancing in the direction of the loft. “Maybe I do.”

Letting out an excited squeal she did a little jog in place. “This changes everything!”

“This changes nothing.” You muttered while frowning.

“What’s going to change?” Reggie questioned as the rest of the boys walked out of the loft joining you and Julie.

“Nothing!” Both you and Julie exclaimed in unison, soon after bursting at the seams with giggles neither of you could contain.

“Okay...” Reggie spoke gazing between you with a confused expression.

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“Y/N got asked to prom.” Julie suddenly spoke.

“Dude!” You hissed turning to face her, hands in the air.

“You did?” Alex questioned turning to face you, not long after throwing his arms around your shoulders pulling you in for a bone-crushing hug. “That’s so amazing!”

Reggie mirrored Alex’s excitement giving you an enthusiastic hug.

Letting out a frustrated huff, Luke slammed down the items that were in his hands, before rushing out of the loft.

“What’s his problem?” You turned to face the group confusion etched along your features.

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“Wow.” Flynn and your dad spoke in unison, as you and Julie held each other's hand, carefully walking down the stairs.

“You girls look...” Your dad spoke.

“Breathtaking.” Flynn finished for him, once you both made it down the stairs.

“Okay, okay.” Your dad spoke. “Let’s get some pictures of just the girls.”

Time passed as you awaited the arrival of your date. 

“Are you sure you don’t want us to wait with you?” Flynn questioned. “We don’t have a problem waiting.”

“No! You girls go. I’ll meet you there.” You spoke, giving your sister and best friend a hug before helping them into your dad’s car.

“I’ll be back pumpkin.” He spoke kissing the crown of your head.

Standing on the porch, you waved to the car filled with people you cared about pulled out of the driveway.

Sighing you anxiously smoothed down your dress. Flynn had helped you decide on your dress. It was a silk baby pink dress with a sweetheart neckline. A strip of material was replaced with lace mesh that was decorated with pearl beads throughout it. Flynn had helped you do an elegant bun with curled tendrils that framed your face.

As more time passed by, you were overwhelmed by the feeling that he wasn’t coming. Making your way to the loft, you decided you would spend time with guys that want to be with you.

Letting out a sigh, bounded carefully down the stairs that led to the loft. Making it to loft, you lifted your gaze as your jaw fell slack, a gasp fell from your lips.

Standing before you was Reggie, Alex, and Luke, all dressed in black and white tuxes. Gazing around the loft, you were met with stars and moons hanging from the ceiling. Similar to what would’ve been at prom.

“We thought since you got stood up-” Alex elbowed Reggie harshly in the ribs. “We would bring prom to you.” 

“Oh, guys!” You exclaimed rushing towards the three guys, pulling them in for a group hug. “You didn’t have to do this.”

“We didn’t do it because we had to,” Reggie spoke. “We did it because we wanted to.”

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truth was, you loved all your friends and fellow counselors dearly. but a white claw and a joint into the night, your eyes solely remained focussed on luke.

you werent quite sure what exactly your fatal flaw was, but on nights like these, you were convinced it was the affect substances had on your...hormones.

it was classic, almost tradition for every friday night that the counselors snuck out of the cabins and met in the middle of the woods, making a bonfire with the memo of byob. it was a way to let off steam after busy weeks of chasing kids around, teaching lessons, and basically taking care of all of camp half blood. plus, it was something to look forward to every week.

luke was busy talking to his brother chris by a tree, and you were sat on a log with a couple of your girlfriends. they were talking, you knew that. about what - that was what you were unsure of. their voices faded into murmurs over minutes, your attention only on him. it was impossible not to admire him - and in your somewhat tipsy state, it allowed you to oggle more than you usually would.

you eyes wondered over his features, the way his eyes twinkled with mischief when he was going to tell a joke, and his face lit it up in satisfaction when he made someone laugh. you admired the way the fire light lit up one side of his face, making it easy to see the scar painting the left side of his temple down to his cheek. his usual camp half-blood shirt discarded, he wore a black shirt that hugged his muscles (in your eyes) perfectly, and if you were lucky, raised up his abdomen ever so slightly if he lift his arms, showing you his tone lower stomach and v-line. you had to close your mouth to keep from drooling.

your sister silena shook you out of your trance after a while, shooting you a knowing look. "you good?" she asked with a giggle.

you bit your lip, with a look of slight embarrassment. "um, yeah," you look back at look for a moment and see his friends beginning to part from him and take it as a sign. you whip your head back to the girls. "i'll be back." you say, barely giving them time to reply before running over to luke.

you grab his wrist before he walks away. "hi," you say, smiling breathlessly.

he smile softly. "hey ace."

he turns towards you and grabs you waist to steady you. "y'good?" he mumbles, looking down at you fondly.

you nod. "mhm," you reply, stepping forward to wrap your arms around his neck and embrace him.

luke lets out a small laugh before snaking his arms around your back to deepen the hug. he knew how you got when you drank. that mixed with when you smoke, you were a cuddly, horny, clingy mess.

he loved it, though. not only did he find it adorable, but quite amusing as well.

"wanna get out of here?" he murmurs the question in your ear.

you nod immediately and wordlessly, pulling away and letting you lead him.

the two of you walk away from the gathering, and you dont even have it in you heart to wonder where hes taking you. the only thing you can focus on is his hand in yours and the loud beating of your own heart in your ears.

once the two of you are far enough away from everyone, and the chatter of your peers in only a murmur, he slowly traps you against a tree, looking down at you with a familiar mix of mischief and fondness.

"y'been causing trouble, ace?" he asks in a low voice, the corner of his lips tilted upwards.

you shake your head, finding it hard to get out words when he's looking down at you like that. you wanted to tell him that you've been good, that you only wanted to talk to him all night. that whilst you adored your friends, the only thing you could think of was him. him and his stupid sneaky smile, his woodsy and masculine scent, how his voice sounded when he was breathless and satisfied, everything about him - because after all, you thought the world of him. he knew this.

but instead, you played with the hem of his shirt and looked up at him with eyes full of wonder, waiting for him to make the first move.

he lets out a laugh, one of his hands squeezing your waist. "huh? what was that?"

you let out a little giggle. "no, i haven't." you say quietly, your hands slipping under his shirt to snake around to his back, pulling him closer.

he chuckled. "good." he lets you pull him closer and he looks down at you knowingly. normally, you'd furrow your brows at his smug, know-it-all expression. you'd have a witty remark, and perfectly planned clap back. but in your current state, you truly didn't have it in you to be strong, when he made you feel so deliciously weak.

luke is now close enough that you share the same breath, and for a moment you wonder if he can hear how loud your heartbeat is - you also wonder if the noise banging in your ears could be his instead of yours. maybe it was both, beating simultaneously.

"missed you." he murmurs, practically against your lips and you resist the urge to melt right there and then. he missed you. the thought made you giddy. he missed you, like you had missed him. as pathetic as it was, only being apart for an hour at most, you had missed each other. you supposed it was natural - having spent pretty much every second of every day together for the last several years led to what one might call attachment issues, but what you preferred to think of as enjoying the other company.

you lean in to close the distance, you lips touching his ever so softly. these were your favorite of lukes kisses. there was always so much duality. sometimes, they could be rough and desperate. sometimes, they could be passionate and sensual. but kisses like these - soft, and loving - they held a very special place in your heart.

your lips moved softly against each others. you lost track of time once your parted your lips and luke slid his tongue in, deepening the kiss. you helplessly let out a soft moan, bringing your arms to wrap around his neck, craning your neck upwards to continue to meet his lips. moments like these made you feel invincible. it made you feel like the only two people in the world, like this was all that mattered. moments like these were your favorites, they were so raw and perfect that it almost made you sad. sad that one day, you might not be able to feel like this again and it'll all just be a memory.

eventually, with raw red lips and heavy breaths, you two pulled way, and you look up at him with a dazed look in your eyes. your paw at his chest, looking up at him, eyes begging for more. he looks down at you with a knowing smile, and a shake of his head. "nuh uh, bed time ace." you pout and groan. "what? why?" he chuckles and backs up. "you've already had a joint and a drink, ace. kissing is all y'gonna tonight." he explains, looking at you with an amused yet fond look upon his face, and he holds his hands out to you. "cmon, how 'bout we head back and say g'night to everyone and i'll get you to bed? we've got lessons in the morning and I know how grumpy you are the morning after."

if you were honest, as head of your cabin, you didn't get many breaks.

as much as you appreciated your role, it could be overwhelming. not only were you responsible for all the kids in your cabin (which was a job within itself), you were also in charge of teaching a variety of lessons to a bunch of other cabins as well. and as nice as it was that the kids at camp admired you, it was a big role that you had to take on pretty young.

it was safe to say you were very busy.

but not on thursdays. thursdays were your absolute favorite day of week, especially since you and luke started dating.

on thursdays, you started the morning like every other: waking up to the sunrise, getting yourself together and ready for the day. following that was getting your sibling out of bed. after cleaning the room and getting ready, you and your siblings walked over to the dining pavilion for breakfast. after, you and luke did cabin inspection whilst everyone went off to their first lessons. of course, it wasnt all buissness, you and luke had to sneak off everyone now and then to fit in a couple of kisses, but what did they expect pairing you two up together?

the rest of the morning was filled with overseeing training, and sparring with your peers. usually you ended up paring with clarisse, who was a capable opponent, or luke, just because he was cute when he was focussed (and hot when he was holding a sword, but you would never admit that).

then came lunch, which was filled with the laughter of your siblings and delicious food. and after that, came your favorite part.

your free time.

the limited free time you got, but it was always so perfect.

sometimes, you and luke would swim in the lake, or sit on the sand at the beach, reading to the other or simply talking. sometimes you would spar (which always ended in heated kisses), and sometimes you would simply walk around camp, hand in hand, visiting your friends.

and sometimes, like right now, you would simply enjoy the rare ocurence of an empty cabin and hours of nothing on the schedule.

so far this afternoon, you and luke had lied on his bed in hermes cabin. you had read aloud the book your currently reading to luke as you layed in his lap, looking up every now and then to catch his expression, his brows scrunched up adorable in concentration. of course, what you didnt know was that as much as he was sure the book you were reading was lovely, he couldnt help but stare at your face, almost as if he was trying to memorize your features. he watched the way your soft, lip gloss coated lips parted to read the words out softly, the way your face lit in confusion or frustration when you stumbled on your words due to your dyslexia, and the slope of your nose as you scrunched it when you read something you didn't like it.

after a while, the two of you decided to discard the book and instead you layed in his arms and hes rubbed patters into the skin of your waist once your shirt rose a bit. for a long time, the two of you sat in silence, soaking up the rare peace, and solace in the others company. you two began talking of your weeks, recalling events and stories that you havent had time to share. once it got a bit later, luke begrudgingly got up to shower. you hummed in agreement with his decision, telling him teasingly that he was smelly, and to that he threw a pillow at you as you giggled wildly.

by the time luke had finished his shower, you were nuzzled up in his blankets, your arms wrapped around a pillow, hugging it close to your chest. luke chuckled fondly at the sight, and leaned over the bed, his wet hair dripping on you.

"wake up, angel" he whispers to you, and your face scrunches up as you lashes flutter open, taking in the appearance of a wet, and half-naked luke, the only thing keeping him decent was a navy blue towel tied around his waist. you let out a tired groan

"sorry, fell 'sleep," you mumble, your hands bracing the mattress behind you to push you up.

luke hummed. "i can see that," he brushed a couple strands of hair away from your face. you smile up at him, trying hard not to blush at his very evident nakedness. "m'sorry, all yours now."

luke continues to try and tame your messy bed-head hair as he chuckles. "sorry for what? falling asleep? i really dont mind, ace." he stands up. "why dont i get you something more comfy to change into? hm?" he asks.

you nod softly. "thats good. thanks babe." you mumble softly, getting to your knees on the bed and sitting up in front of lukes now standing form. you grin teasingly. "maybe you should get some clothes for youself as well? i mean, i certainly dont mind, but if someone walks by and sees you through the window they'd probably file for public indecency"

luke scoffed playfully. "ok, first of all, im not naked. i have a towel on. second, no ones going to walk by, everyones busy right now. and this is my cabin, its not public." he chides, walking away to the dresser on the other end of his bed. you giggle. "my mistake." you joke.

luke discards of his towel and you look away to give him privacy, though you think he probably wouldnt mind if you looked. he puts on a pair of plaid pajama bottoms and leaves himself shirtless, which was dangerous for you oggling eyes to take in, so you simply looked elsewhere. luke tossed you one of his shirts, long enough to reach your mid thigh. you discard of your denim shorts and camp shirt, and decide to take off your bra as well to eliminate all discomfort. you put on lukes shirt, which only left you in that and your panties. you didnt have to look to know luke wasnt watching, because he was ever the gentlemen. you got up to walk over to him, going up on your tippy toes to place a gentle kiss to his lips. "thank you baby." you mumble against him, pecking him one more time.

after some convincing from luke, you agree to skip dinner with him and stay in the cabin, leaving you two at least a few more hours alone. you sit straight up on the bed as luke sits behind you, braiding you hair in two plaits.

"i was talking to clarisse earlier." you inform luke, breaking the comfortable silence. "i think she has a crush on chris."

luke raises his eyebrows. "yeah? thats...wow, i didnt know that."

i giggle. "of course you didnt, dummy. boys are cluless. i know you were before we started dating."

luke lets out a breathy laugh. "ok, thats not fair, you werent obvious at all."

you gasp in fake indignation. "that is so not true! i laid it on you so thick that litterally everyone knew i had a thing for you, except you!"

"whatever," luke grumbles humorously, finishing one side of your hair and starting the other, "tell me more about this clarisse and chris thing."

you explain to luke what your semi-friend (because of course, the daughter of ares would never truly call her a friend) had told you, but made him swear to secrecy. because of course, chris is his brother! he cant tell him of all people!

luke finnishes with braiding you hear and you turn around to straddle his lap, wrapping you arms around his neck. "thank you," you mumble and kiss his cheeks.

he chuckles, his hand immediately finding you waist, looking up at you. "think y'missed." he whispers, looking down at your lips and back up at your eyes with a michevious glint.

you hum in faux confusion. "i dont think i did."

he tilts his head. "yeah? s'that so?"

you bite your lip and nod. "hmm..." he hums, his hands moving downwards to play with the hem of your/his shirt, which had now moved up to your upper thigh. "think we can fix that?" he asks you, nudging his nose with yours.

you nod with a bashful smile, and lean down to connect your lips. luke lets out a sigh of satisfaction, and his hands soon slid up your shirt to grip your bare waist underneath the fabric.

you hum against his lips, tilting your head for a deeper connection. you lose track of time as your lips move harmoniously against each other, your hands playing with the raven hair on his scalp, threading it through your fingers and gripping it when you pleased, every now and then lukes hands slide to squeeze your waist, causing you to melt into his touch and and smile against his lips, teeth clashing uncomfortably yet sweetly.

after a long time, your breaths become short and labored and you pant against his lips, only being able to take in his own air. but even as you strugle to catch your breath, you dont part your lips from his.

luke, as if noticing your struggle, disconnects your lips for a moment. he looks up at you. "ok, angel?" he asks in a mumble, his lips slightly brushing against yours as he speaks from your close proximity.

for a moment your speechless, looking down at him with wonder in your eyes. this, by far, was your favorite of all of lukes looks - lips red, cheeks rosy, hair all tousled - and shirtless, very shirtless.

he tilts his head, a hint of taunt and michief shimmering in his eyes. "hm?"

the rose on your cheeks further as you nod, nudging your nose with his. "mhm."

he chuckles and does the same back. he looks outside and you follow his line of sight, jaw dropping at how dark it became. "think its time for bed, babe" he anounces, turning back to you as you pout.

"nooo, please, cant i stay longer?" you ask beggingly, your hands resting on his shoulder.

one of his hands comes up to cups your cheek. "i wish, angel, but my siblings are going to be back soon."

you groan. "they dont care! they never do!"

he sighs. "yeah, but last time travis threatened to tell chiron since we were making too much noise."

"well this time we wont," you anounce firmly.

lukes chuckles, brushing hair out of you face fondly. "angel, we both know that isnt true."