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Kink(s): A/B/O/ Hunter/Prey
Pairing: Luke Castellan/Hermes
Plot: After Hermes helped Luke through his heat, he still didn't mark the omega. So in an act of relaxation, Luke sneaks out and flirted with another alpha to piss him off. Good news, the plan worked. Bad news: the plan worked.
Luke threw a vase at the nearby wall in rage. His body and heart racing and pounding with anger, with hurt, with betrayal. He still can't believe he was stupid enough to let Hermes fuck him.
Hermes, his fucking father.
He blames his heat-addled mind. But once it was all done, Hermes fucking left. Understanding that Luke wasn't pregnant, the god felt a sense of relief and gently decided to leave, making his way to work.
“Frustrated are we?” Luke whipped around to Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase, staring at him in curiosity. They were the only two who knew what happened between the god and his son.
“What gave it away?" Luke scoffed as he stood in front of the iris massage.
“What happened this time?” Annabeth asked her brother in all but blood. Luke told them everything. Well, almost everything.
“So you guys aren't mated?” Percy asked. Luke shook his head now. “Do you want him to be your mate? Also, does he want to be your mate? If not, what stops you from finding someone else?” Percy pointed out. Luke stopped for a moment.
“Thanks, I think I have an idea,” Luke smirked as he hung up on the duo.
Hours later, Luke Castellan scanned the bar for his possible fuck. A few of them were quite nice-looking, but not good enough for a one-night stand. The blonde male sighs that maybe he was being too picky with his choices. But he did fuck a god.
“You look troubled there, baby,” a voice purred next to his ear. Luke whips around to see a random man next to him. “What is your name?”
“Loukus. But everyone called me Luke.” The man chuckles as he holds his hand out. Luke firmly grasped it.
“Nice to meet you, Luke,” the alpha mummers, shaking his hand, “ can I buy you a drink?”
The atmosphere changed in an instant as a cold voice cut through their conversation.
“No, you can't." Luke turned and saw Hermes, the god of thieves. The god wore a nice pair of trousers and a button-down. His arms crossed against his chest as he glared at the other alpha. The mortal immediately backed off and ran. Once gone, Hermes turns to his brat. “What do you think you're doing?”
“None of your business,” Luke scoffed as he went to leave only to be dragged out of the bar underneath the glittering night sky by the god. Luke ripped his arm away, annoyance and anger fueling him, just before he slapped the god across the face. For a moment, the world froze. Hermes didn't move nor did Luke.
“Run,” Hermes whispered, ice in his voice. Luke started snapping his gaze back to his father to yell at him. Only to stop in his tracks. Pitch black eyes, body lined with rage and tension, looking at him with a blank face. Luke swallowed the gravity of his situation.
This was not his father. It was Hermes, the god. An immortal alpha.
“Dad?” Luke tried gently, backing away but Hermes advanced on him.
“Run. When I catch you,” not if when. “I'm going to fucking ruin you.”
Luke recognized an alpha order when given. He turned on his heels and booked it. The blonde traitor didn't look back to see if he was being chased, already feeling the god nearby, so he focused on trying to find a shadow road to get back to the temple. Luke ducked and dodged breaches. He was almost there; the hidden entrance was just a little further.
A scream left Luke's lips as he was lifted by powerful arms. That was the only warning he received before he was teleported back to the temple by the angry god. He was caught.
Hermes pinned Luke down against the counter. His son, not his omega, struggled fiercely, throwing insults and curses at him. Hermes didn't waste time gripping like clothing and simply ripping it off. Luke hisses as the cold air touches his bare skin.
“You pig, don't even-” Luke went quiet as Hermes pressed their bodies firmly together, the head of his heavy, large cock at his cunt.
“Don't deny it. You wanted my attention, now I'm going to give it to you.”
Luke screamed as thrilling painful pleasure exploded inside his body as Hermes's buried cock into his pussy, a loud wet squelch rang throughout the room as they fuck on the kitchen counter. Hermes drives his hips forward and back, ramming his cock into Luke's cunt. The blonde, gritting his teeth trying to swallow his moans. He refuses to make it easy for the god. He pushed against his father's shoulder while still fighting him. Hermes simply grabbed his arms and forced him back onto his hard member, growling at the pleasure ring through his lower half. Fuck Luke cunt is so fucking wet. Taking him in so effortlessly. Luke hissed gritting his teeth harder.
“Scream for me,” Hermes growled as he pulled out. Luke panted as he cunt was left empty once more.. Hermes turned him around, going to lift him onto the counter, only to be pushed away. Luke took off, ignoring the slick dripping down his leg, pussy clutching around nothing, he made it to his room only to be thrown onto the bed. The door slammed and locked, Hermes glaring at his stubborn son. Luke glared at him, which was ruined by the image he made. Skin flushed, hair mussed, eyes blown and glazed. Hermes grabbed Luke’s ankle, dragged the blonde over to him. Luke cursed as he clawed at the bed, only to be lifted into the air.
“AH!” Luke screamed as Hermes bruised his cock back into his hole, feral elation curling his body as he was pounded into submission and pleasure. Luke caves into his lust and need, wrapping his legs around the god's waist. “Harder, yes don't stop, fuck me please! Oh fuck alpha yes don't stop!”
“Are you ever gonna sneak out again?” Hermes snarled as he fuck him roughly, wet hole clenched around him. Teeth sharpened as he growled.
“No alpha, I won't,” Luke gasped out, mind fuzzy and weak.
You're gonna try to fuck anyone else?” the god demanded.
“No, I'm yours, please don't stop!” Luke whimpers as he comes on the hard flesh, unable to stop himself. Hermes tosses him onto the bed. Luke was dropped onto his back, only allowed to breathe for a moment before ecstasy hit. His vision was filled with stars and white spots. Hermes leaned down, lip grazing over the mating spot. It didn't take long for Hermes to bury his cock as deep as possible, knotting them together as he sank his fang into Luke's neck hard, marking him for good. Luke's eyes rolled back into his head as white hot euphoria filled his eyes. He heard a scream, which he guessed was his, before passing out.
An hour later, he was wrapped up in a fluffy blanket in a much bigger, softer bed. He traced his finger against his still-healing neck.
“He actually marked me?” Luke muttered in disbelief.
“I did.” Luke whipped his gaze to his father, leaning in the doorway. Hermes simply made his way to the bed, lying down, kissing him gently. Luke kissed back body melting into his. “You're mine now. Just I am yours.”
Luke sighs, leaning into his alpha arms.
A week later found Luke and Hermes staring down at a positive pregnancy test.