#werewolf!Luke hemmings

[kindahoping4forever]

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[lonely-teddy-bear]

i might do some writing, i don't know about what and for sure not know about who but send in some names.

might hold back on smut requests

[pixiegrl]

Family Life

Luke never thought he would have his pack. But now, he has a home

So in the middle of writing Dads, @werewolfashton asked if Luke and Ashton would have more kids. And they do! They have another daughter, Layla Maria, and a son, Julian Daniel. This fic was another request, for the pack post Julian and how happy Luke is with his family. And thus, another bday fic for Mimi!

Happy birthday my love! Thank you for everything and anything. I love you and all our movie dates and shit talking and hangs out. I love talking to you and chilling with you and many many kisses. I have forgotten all words but know I Love you very very much.

Thank you @escapesos for the edits love you

ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39668967

[sleekervae]

Spooktober 👻

Happy Halloweekend, babies! I know I haven't been keeping up with my content as much as I would love to, but I wanna spotlight some of my recent supernatural/halloween fics that have been giving major 🥺🥵🤣👀. Give some of these creators some love and be safe out there this weekend!

Cherry Bomb - @retrievablememories

pairing: jungkook x fem reader

summary: “get fucked or die” becomes the motto to live by when a serial killer begins targeting virgins on your campus.

genre: smut, horror/slasher, college!au

Untitled - @talkfastromance4

pairing: calum hood x fem reader

summary: reader meets werewolf!calum at a party

genre: smut, fantasy

I Want to Bite You - @talkfastromance4

pairing: luke hemmings x fem reader

summary: reader wants vampire!luke to bite her

genre: adult (no explicit smut)

Dragon - @the-world-is-spinning-round

pairing: remington leith x fem reader

summary: dragon!remington takes pity on a human sacrifice

genre: fantasy

Haunted - @the-world-is-spinning-round

*honestly everything that this author writes is amazing so definitely go check out some of her work!

pairing: remington leith x fem reader

summary: Bonnie discovers a ghost in a haunted house

genre: fantasty

kinktober day 10 - @floralcyanide

pairing: Austin butler x fem reader

summary: A little naughty fun ensues with you and your boyfriend, Austin.

genre: smut

Happy Halloween - @krreader

pairing: jackson wang x bambam x fem reader

summary: a maid outfit isn’t exactly the best idea when having two jealous boyfriends, you know?

genre: smut

Descend - @sombreboy

pairing: kim namjoon x fem reader

summary: ‘’I’d say you are wasting my time, but that was before I saw you..’’ he tugged her face closer to his crotch, the bulge underneath the fabrics visibly twitching from having her attention. ‘’You will make it worth my while.’’

genre: smut, supernatural

Summoned - @emoboijk

pairing: poly!bts x fem reader

summary: You repeat their names as a mantra, as a prayer, as a guiding light when you feel scared. How were you to know it would summon them? You accidentally summon the 7 demons that make up BTS and they tell you to fulfill your contract they have to fuck you.

genre: smut, demon au

That Boy is a Monster - @wildernessuntothemselves

pairing: werewolf!woosung x vampire!reader

summary: You had sworn you would never feed on a human again, and for centuries you had kept your promise. But now, with your blood supply suddenly cut off, that primitive hunger you thought you’d conquered so long ago comes back with a vengeance and you find yourself on the hunt for human blood once again. Only it turns out that the hot boy you’d picked out wasn’t so human after all. Feat. baby Hajoon

genre: smut, violence

If anybody has any other recs I should add to this list just give me a shout!!

[5sosfanfictioncatalogue]

30k Masterlist

Bleeding heart (ao3) - exhiled_spirit luke/ashton M, 35k

Summary: Time changes. Some would say that all of his wishes came true and in some way they did. That's why he stopped wishing upon the stars like he did when he was a naive child. Because all those wishes led him up to this moment in time. A time where Luke stopped wishing upon a star and instead felt himself become one. Each and every day he felt his mind leaving his body and float away. It's only a matter of time now until he's leaving the atmosphere and becomes a floating rock himself. A rock without its glow, just a cold hard rock that no one sees and cares about. 

Or Luke's past relationship haunts his ever waking moment and everything comes crashing down during the highly anticipated Meet You There Tour.

Building a Family (ao3) - FayeHunter luke/ashton E, 37k

Summary: The little plastic stick in Luke’s hands is mocking him. The little two lines on display, stark and unavoidable, are staring back at him, clear despite the fact that his hands are shaking. Luke's an unmated omega werewolf in a not quite wolf pack. One accident leads to him and Ashton becoming expectant parents. Nothing is ever as simple as Luke hopes it to be.

Luke's an unmated omega werewolf in a not quite wolf pack. One accident leads to him and Ashton becoming expectant parents. Nothing is ever as simple as Luke hopes it to be.

cake topics (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum E, 39k

Summary: Every morning that week, Calum goes back to the bakery, collects his lemon bar, and sets up on the terrace with his laptop.

And every morning that week, he sees the tall guy with off duty model vibes, right around the same time, always carrying his iced coffee, always wearing a leather jacket. Since he’s all the way across the street, Calum doesn’t really get a good look at him beyond basic shapes, so the off duty model thing is based entirely on his build and the fact that he looks sort of effortlessly put together with his leather jacket and casual sneakers.

That’s probably why Calum waves like a maniac and blurts, “Hey buddy!” when he comes face to face with the guy when he’s in line for his lemon bar the following Monday morning.

chasing rubies (ao3) - cyberpunknct luke/ashton T, 32k

Summary: What’s Ashton supposed to do if he ends up sharing the cabin with a cute counselor?

come alive and bring the thunder (ao3) - merlypops michael/luke E, 36k

Summary: Prince Luke of the Faeries is forced to marry King Michael after a War between kingdoms threatens to tear their lives apart... and maybe Luke and Michael fall in love too. Maybe.

dream makes the sounds (that carry me so far away) (ao3) - kaleidoscopeminds luke/calum M, 36k

Summary: Luke's just got to California, on a trip to get away from his life for a while. Calum might be there for the same reason. When a chance meeting pushes them together, Luke might get more out of the four-week road trip than he ever imagined.

i’ll keep on fighting (just to make you believe) (ao3) - jbhmalum michael/luke, luke/ashton T, 33k

Summary: In which Luke is finally coming home to Australia for the summer after two years, and everything should be perfect. Michael quickly realizes nothing is.

interlude (ao3) - galacticsugar michael/luke T, 36k

Summary: As Michael positions his camera to capture a photo of the venue marquee, it suddenly hits him that Luke isn’t just a name on the sign. His show is tonight. He’s probably here, right now, somewhere in the venue, or at least nearby, maybe hitting up one of the trendy downtown coffee shops or jogging around the lake.

“Michael?”

…or right behind him. His voice sounds the same.

it’s an emotional kaleidoscope when I face you (ao3) - FayeHunter, lifewasradical michael/luke T, 33k

Summary: With one last sweep over his apartment, Michael is sure he’s ready to go, or at least as ready as he’s ever going to be. Nothing would ever prepare him for multiple days of nothing but Luke Hemmings.

Or, Michael and Luke broke up a few months ago, but a nonrefundable road trip has them back together for a wonderful ride from New York City to Orlando, Florida.

Like the Stars Love the Sky (ao3) - tigerlily_sunshine michael/calum/ashton, michael/ashton T, 37k

Summary: Michael can’t admit to Luke that he liked kissing Calum or that he would like to kiss Calum again. He can’t, because admitting it to Luke means saying it out loud, and saying it out loud means that these feelings are real. It means that he loves Calum as much as he loves Ashton, and that isn’t fair to anybody, especially not Ashton who didn’t ask for a fiancé with one foot out of the door—not that Michael would ever leave Ashton, but the sentiment is the same.

(In which Michael doesn't realize he might be in love with Calum until Michael himself is engaged to Ashton.)

Lips Pressed Close to Mine (ao3) - FayeHunter luke/calum E, 30k

Summary: Being Luke’s rebound after his breakup should have been easy, but unfortunately for Calum, he’s sort of in love with Luke. It certainly makes things more complicated

paper valentines (ao3) - dafeedil michael/ashton M, 30k

Summary: It’s Valentine’s Day, and Michael and Ashton have erased each other from their respective memories, along with the entirety of the last two years they’ve spent together.

However, sometimes erasing past mistakes only means you’re ultimately doomed to make the same ones all over again.

rebound feelin' like a rerun (ao3) - lifewasradical luke/ashton T, 33k

Summary: “Alright what the fuck?” Michael shouts, dropping himself down in the open corner of the couch. “What the fuck?” he says again, leaning forward on his knees, staring at Ashton across the room.

Ashton just shrugs. “He left me.”

The lack of emotion in his voice is concerning, completely free of the bubbling laughter and attitude filled charm that normally coats his words. It’s just empty, sort of bitter but mostly void of feeling, like he’s detached himself from the situation completely.

“But why?” Luke finds himself saying.

“He doesn’t love me anymore.”

Red Light - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) luke/ashton E, 32k

Summary: Ashton hates strip clubs. Hates them. And Calum dragging him around to them because “good dick mends a broken heart” is not making him hate them any less.

Granted, there is one dancer that makes him think they have potential.

Shameless (ao3) - HeartnArrow N/R, 39k

Summary: Luke is captain of the hockey team, one of the most popular guys in school along with calum hood, came out as gay last year. ashton is a nerd who gets straight a’s and has yet to have his first kiss at the age of 17. michael is his best friend who isn't really a nerd but has known ashton since preschool. ashton has always watched luke from afar, admiring him at the hockey games and in the hallways. he’s had a crush on him since freshman year but luke doesn't even know his name. or Luke was looking for a fuck buddy while Ashton was looking for love.

spread your wings for me (ao3) - cashcakeplz N/R, 32k

Summary: Or the one where Ashton likes to watch Luke pray, and Luke is more than happy to serve the bad boy of the school.

Take Me Out (to the Ballgame) (ao3) - no_clue_who luke/ashton, roy/calum, kaykay/sierra T, 35k

Summary: Luke Hemmings is the best pitcher on his team, he's happy there. He has a life with that team.

Everything changes when he gets traded to his teams rival, when he get traded to Ashton fucking Irwin's team.

He was so screwed.

unlikely lighthouses (ao3) - asymmetric Michael/Calum E, 37k

Summary: In the middle of the North American leg of the ROWYSO tour, Calum builds a friendship bracelet and Michael starts to have dreams of another version of them

walmart sonata (ao3) - kaleidoscopeminds luke/calum M, 33k

Summary: Luke shakes his head. He doesn’t really understand Calum. What is this beautiful man doing being sweet and kind to him in the Walmart he works at several times a week? Luke’s life doesn’t include things like this. He just smiles at Calum slightly disbelievingly, it’s not like Calum will ever really see him perform. He’s just a hot stranger from his grocery store.

when the party ends (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum E, 30k

Summary: Sadly, Calum is going to have to buy this bottle of wine. Is he torturing himself unnecessarily? Definitely. He can’t even really make himself feel pathetic about it, though. He’s fully aware of what he’s doing. Of why he misses Luke so much. Of why drinking this wine alone in his apartment is a bad idea. Even without Luke actually being present, Calum is using him.

a heaven, iowa songfic.

[sanmononoke]

Saturday, November 4 -- Crack!ship AU: Write a crack!ship au.

Summary: San gets roughed up by some swine demons and seeks refuge in the back room... but maybe she finds more there...

Tags: Canon divergent, Demon Attack rewrite, Hurt/Comfort, werewolf x human, whole lotta angst, tw blood, tw gore, super ooc, do not come for me, actually do not look at my trash thanks, love you all, this is actually just bc I love Luke Hemmings ok, also no beta (hehe werewolf pun) we die like MEN

Rating: Teen (PG 13)

Featuring: Gregory Eeyore (@notmuchofatail)

Her side hissed with pain, a searing sound emanated from her ribs. Her body was trying to heal itself already. The boar demons really did a number on San; goring the wolf between them and their prey. White fur, stained red, was dripping on the street. The girl inside was panicking about the contagion in her blood. She couldn’t save anyone if she damned them all to a fate they didn’t choose. As quickly as the swine fell, one by one and excruciatingly slow, San twisted into her human flesh. Naked and scared in the middle of the street, she ran to the closest place she felt comfort. 

It was strange how well she’d grown to like Ruff to Fluff. With all the customer facing tasks and cleaning up, she thought she’d have to trudge through her work day despite being surrounded by animals. One thing that made her day rush by, surprisingly, was her boss. Greg didn’t seem to like anyone, not unless you were as unassuming as he was. Even then, San thought it was a lost cause to try and win him over. 

Then he smiled. It was one time and easy to miss. It was something sarcastic San had said, she couldn’t remember now. She just remembered the feeling in her stomach that came and went with it. A shift happened in her, not something primal or fierce, but something soft. The wolf hadn’t felt this way before, not for her pack, not for Lou. What she thought she felt for him was driven by an instinct, a want to be a part of something again. All she wanted from Greg was to make him smile again. 

She doubted he would smile at her now, tracking debris and blood all in the back room. San clicked the door shut behind her and prayed that no one would hear her rustling about. Her hot skin ran tepid as it grew pale. Clammy hands reached in the dark for something to stop the blood flow; towels, blankets, puppy pads, anything. San was bleeding out of her guts. Her body was fighting the wounds as she fought time. The swine demons tore her to shreds and she was fighting a losing battle. She pulled some ratty donated towels from a shelf and covered the gash across her abdomen. Crimson wicked up the threads as she held the pressure, grabbing another. Her heaving breath and heart along with the cries of civilians in the other room drowned out the footsteps approaching. San cradled the towels into her nude form and the lights flicked on. 

A beat. 

Her eyes met ocean blues, no need to adjust from the dark. San’s breath hitched, she held it against her will until Greg breathed out her name, “San?”

It wasn’t a question. He knew exactly what he saw before him. The girl drenched in sweat and blood, naked and crouched over a pile of towels. She was hurt, badly. He moved to meet her, locking the door behind him in one fell motion.

“Stop!” She hushedly demanded, pleaded. 

Greg froze. What was he supposed to do? The girl he’d grown to love in the past months was mortally wounded and begging him to leave her to bleed. San talked about going home before. The Great Forest, guarded by spirits and wolves beyond Mundus' imagination. She painted a beautiful picture and how important the conservation was. Greg’s heart sank when she talked about leaving and he didn’t know why it bothered him so much. Until now. 

She was mere feet away from him and his heart was plummeting. San would just be another victim of this place if he couldn’t help her now. Ignoring her, Greg went to his knees beside her. San kicked herself across the floor away from him, sliding back against the wall. “Please, don’t! You can’t– you can’t touch me! My blood–” 

San was on the verge of tears, clutching the sopping towels to her torso, covering what she could. “I’m a– I’m, I’m–” 

The words wouldn’t come. She choked up every time she tried to say it, admit what she was. Admit she had been lying to him this whole time. San was a danger to him, the staff, the animals… Her stomach twisted at what Greg would think of her. “I know.” 

‘I know.’

San’s panicked hiccups subsided as she played his words back in her head. 

‘I know.’

“San… San, I’ve known for a while,” the man scooted closer, pulling a blanket from a bin. “You aren’t that good at hiding it,” he wrapped the cushy fabric around her shoulders, careful not to touch the contaminants. 

San was shivering. She’d been in dire situations before; the Order, the forest, the wolves. But she didn’t ever feel so cold, nor so hot that the tears streaming felt like relief. Greg knew. He knew and he hadn’t fired her, or accused her of being a danger, a liar. He knew and he kept smiling at her. 

He continued, wrapping his arms around her over the shield of thick wool, “You never scared me, you know? But you’re scaring me right now, so just… Just tell me how I can help you, okay? You’ve gotta get home, remember?”

His head rested on her shoulder as he leaned in, begging for her to meet him halfway. San slumped into Greg’s chest, “You promised me you’d send pictures, a-and you’d restore the forest. So, so you can’t be another victim of tonight. This place… it fucking takes and takes, but it can’t take you–”

“Will you come?” San asked in a voice almost unrecognizable to herself, so tender and mild. She repeated, still muffled into his collarbone, “Will you come with me?” 

It was Greg’s turn to feel an overwhelming sense of relief amidst a town wide tragedy. He placed his chin on her head and nodded, “Of course. I’ll go anywhere, just please get through this, San.” 

“I just need time to heal,” she breathed out. “Come morning, my stomach’ll have closed up and I’ll just need to rest for a while. A long, long while…”

Greg’s heart rejoiced that San seemed to believe she was on the mend and that he wasn’t going to lose her tonight. He hadn’t felt this invested in someone for ages, and he hadn’t expected San to sink her claws into him like she did. Maybe it was her lack of charm, that she didn’t try to worm her way into his brain. It just happened. It happened over a laugh, over their shared passion for animals, over his own protests. He fought it for weeks. He reminded himself of who she associated with, how odd she could be, how she was literally a werewolf. Yet, he couldn’t bring himself to see her as anything other than who she was to him. San wasn’t like anyone he’d met before. He loved her in spite of it all. He just couldn’t admit that to himself until he heard the muffled whimpers through the door, until he saw her doused in red. Greg held the girl close, determined to never let her go again, “You can rest, San. I’ve got you.”

Weariness took over. The girl curled into his arms, careful to avoid touching him with any exposed viscera. He wrapped the blanket tighter and San felt as if he was holding her together. She’d gone her whole life without being held like this. Any semblance of touch was either harsh or methodical. No one held the werewolf simply to hold her. No human showed her the kind of love and care Greg was giving her now. The flesh mended, but something else did too. A wound left by humans long, long ago. The voice in her head that told San she was a monster, an unlovable creature that needed to be left to the wolves, was replaced. Her parents weren’t people that knew her anymore. They didn’t see the woman she grew to be despite the bite. Greg did. He saw her. San didn’t know for how long, but she hoped he would for much longer after tonight. 

[btscarnivalnet]

Headliner of the Month

Hello, Carnival Goers and Performers alike. Please give a round of applause for our Headliner of the Month: Our Wonderful Performer: Kay @babiekaykes You are our Headliner of the Month! We want to showcase your incredible talent and skill this month and share it with the Carnival! For this month, we want you to pick three fics of yours that you’d like us to showcase, and we also wanted to ask you some questions so we can understand how you write, why and what you want to get across with your fics.

When did you start writing fics, and why? 

I started writing when I was in my early teens, around 12-14. Writing was a way for my fantasies to come to life, and it was a way to focus my young and wild imagination.

What was your first fic? (provide a link if you want?) 

My first fic was a werewolf Luke Hemmings fic on Wattpad. It was called "Immortal Protector." Luke was my biggest crush at the time, so I couldn't resist. I don't have Wattpad anymore, so any trace of it is now gone.

What is your latest fic? 

My latest one would be "Reasons Why I Hate You." I wrote it for the angsty Yoongi stans.

Fic Specific Questions

Why did you choose to write about the fics you have chosen? 

"Daydream" was a story for an event in a network. In my usual fashion, I waited until the very last week to finish writing it, since I was busy with school and battling my procrastination. Thankfully I had lots of positive feedback and help from the others who were in the network. They were the reason why I got it done so fast. Sprinted to the very end.

"Reasons Why I Hate You" was written impulsively. It was a spur-of-the-moment idea that occurred to me while I was at work. Immediately started working on it the next day. However, it took me a few months to complete because of, yet again, my procrastination. I finished the draft while sprinting with others, and the revision process was easy from them on.

"11:35 PM" was an accident! I was in horny jail because of Jeongguk, and it was a fantasy I needed to write down. I didn't know I was capable of writing such filth until I finished the draft for this one. It's my personal favorite fic. Not because it's of Jeongguk! I wrote it so well, and I'm proud of it.

What was the most memorable line for you in each of the fics?

Your eyes find Hoseok, and the instant you do, time slows or almost stops completely. It's just the two of you in this moment, gazing at each other. He's exactly like the Hoseok back in your universe, exuding his cheery and powerful aura, and your heart thunders in your chest. Your attention drops to his wrist, but you discover both of them are covered by the sleeves of his red jacket. Why you instinctively looked there, you don't know.

Because he's your soulmate, a voice says in the back of your head, but you deny it. There's no way. 

No way...Right? 

– Daydream

“I ruined your life?”

“Yes,” you whisper hoarsely. “In all the best and worst ways. I was a good girl, a good student. I showed up to classes on time and turned in all my schoolwork before it was due. I didn’t have tattoos, I didn’t drink, and I definitely didn’t have sex.”

You finally look at him. “Then I met you at that party, and now I drink. Now I have tattoos. Now I show up late and turn in my assignments past the due date. Now I have sex. Because of you.” You poke his chest. “I do all of these things now because of you, Yoongi. I used to be perfect. A perfect student, the perfect good girl, the perfect daughter. You ruined it all.” 

– Reasons Why I Hate You

You hadn’t noticed him approaching you until his hand found your waist, his lips against your ear, his breath fanning over it while he whispered what he wanted to do to you. He wished to bend you over and rail the shit out of you, your dress bunched at the waist; how he desired to devour you and taste you so badly on his tongue.

Jeon Jeongguk. Heartthrob, wrecker of hearts and pussies.

– 11:35 PM

What was your writing process like for each fic? 

A majority of "Daydream" was written via sprinting. "Reasons Why I Hate You" was written the same way. "11:35 PM" was a late-night piece, originally just a fantasy for myself, but I decided that others would enjoy it as much as me, so I turned it into a fic.

What do you hope readers will take away from the fics?

I hope readers will feel some type of connection through my fics. I want them to be relatable emotion-wise. I know what it's like to wonder if you even have a special person waiting for you, if love really is the key to the universe, if the man you think you know is truly worth it. I just want them to feel like they're heard. 

Why do you keep writing? What drives you?

I keep writing because I like it. I really like watching worlds come to life in stories and seeing everything that can possibly happen but only choosing one path. I really like the comfort that people will read these stories and appreciate them too.

Any writing goals you’ve recently hit? Any goals that you are planning to hit?

I've recently finished the hyung line travel guides to my upcoming series called "Crystallia"! Looking at things factually is exhausting. I hope to finish the maknae line soon, then start working on the plotlines and character building of the stories!

[writingfortoomanyfandoms]

Ok this is really really specific but I have an idea for you 😬 so werewolf!luke Hemmings (or Ben Hardy/Roger Taylor? Idk lmao I'm very thirsty) and they do something really really stupid so they offer a "dog" as an apology for y/n but then they have to keep excusing themselves to shift back and forth and it's all fluffy idk what else lmao sorry 🥺💕

I wrote it for Luke and as part of the Valentines Day blurbs I hope that’s okay :)

AU 1 - Werewolf!AU

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“I can’t believe you actually got me a dog,” Y/N sighed out in a laugh, her fingers tracing gently, lovingly, up and down Luke’s arms which were rested securely around her. He laughed and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“You’ve always wanted a dog,” he shrugged knowingly and it was true, his girlfriend had wanted a puppy to call her own for as long as he had known her for but she had never quite gotten around to actually getting one.

And then Luke had turned up in her life and he was slightly more than just a tad adverse to her getting a dog seeing as though he shared a resemblance to the furry friend when he shifted. Though he’d never admit that jealousy was the reason why he was against her getting one, no his pride wouldn’t allow him that.

“I figured you’d remain completely against me getting one for as long as we’re together for,” Y/N admitted and Luke’s arms tightened minutely around her, a surge of protectiveness at the notion that there may come a time that they weren’t together.

“Well I don’t want you to be upset about not having a real dog for the rest of your life,” he mused slyly, easily picking up on her embarrassment from his implication.

“Guess it only took you finding a dog that looked exactly like you,” Y/N mentioned and Luke stiffened around her, hoping that she didn’t pick up on the tension in his body.

“Yeah…”

“Where is he actually?” Y/N mentioned. Luke looked down at her, seeing a knowing glint in her eye.

Luke frowned, accepting her silent challenge, wondering if he was as aware of the situation as her line of questioning seemed to imply.

“Should I go look for him?” He offered.

“I don’t mind doing it.”

“No, no, I’ve got it.” Luke assured, still looking at her, wondering if she truly knew what he had been stupidly attempting to do for the past few weeks since their argument, after which he had ‘bought’ her a ‘dog’ to appease her.

The dog had been named ‘Benji’. Benji was Luke in his wolf form.

He slipped out of bed and into the hallway, calling for the ‘dog’ which he knew wouldn’t come. As soon as he was out of sight from Y/N he crouched down, shifting form.

Now in wolf form, Luke pattered down the hall back towards Y/N’s bedroom, seeing her sat up in bed, the blankets pulled up to cover her chest and he jumped up next to her, licking her face before turning around once and settling on her lap.

“Now I wonder where Luke is,” Y/N murmured, her fingers stroking his fur. Luke raised his head and took in the knowing grin on her face, affection and amusement shining in her eyes.

Luke knew he lost the challenge and shifted back into his human form, still curled as best as he could on her lap.

“How long have you known?” He asked, Y/N’s hands continuing to play with his hair.

“Pretty much the whole time - it was funny to see you constantly shifting back and forth, though.”

[kiwi-cake]

Mated Part 5 (Finale)

Werewolf!Luke

Warnings: smut, some violence

A/N: The final part is finally here! I’ve had so much fun writing this and I hope I did okay working in everyone’s suggestions. Let me know what you think about the series, and make sure to stay tuned for my next series: Vampire!Luke

Masterlist 

Parties were really not her scene. The whole thing is entirely too overwhelming in her opinion. The music is constantly competing with the noise of the conversation, the frat houses are always way too crowded and chaotic, and there was never a good place to sit that wasn’t already occupied by some dry humping couple. Plus, Michael always wandered off after ten minutes, leaving her alone. It wasn’t like he was intentionally ditching her, he’s just an extreme people person and got distracted easily. There was one exception to this hatred of parties, however, and it was when she got drunk off her ass. This party was stocked with her favorite drink, peach vodka, as well as many other fruity drinks (she didn’t care what anyone said, beer is fucking gross). Upon her arrival, Michael handed her a line of shots and before she knew it she was plastered. Drunk Y/N was starkly different from her sober self. Everyone she met while drunk was her new best friend and dance partner which meant she had been in the mosh pit for the majority of the party. Before she knew it, the time she was supposed to spend at the party was up and her phone was buzzing. She fought her way out of the crowded house and into the backyard where it was more quiet. She immediately hit the ‘accept call’ button when she saw Luke’s contact picture lighting up her lockscreen.

“Baaaabbyyyyyyyyyy!” she answered excitedly.

“Someone sounds like she’s had a few drinks,” he laughs.

“Yesss! They have those fruit vodkas that I love so much.”

“Are you ready for me to pick you up yet?” he asks.

“Noooooo, I’m having so much funn! Everyone here s’nice and dancing is so funnn!” she slurs her speech and he laughs again.

“Okay just please stick with someone you know. It’s dangerous to be alone when you’re drunk.”

“NOOOO! Lukey pleeease come dance with me. Everyone else gets to grind on their boyfriend except me!” she whined.

“Oh, love you know I wish I could,” he sighed, “but the reason I called to see if you were ready to go was so that I could send Calum to get you. There’s a bit of a… situation that requires my attention.” Disappointment settled in her stomach with all of the alcohol. She really wanted to feel his presence behind her as she danced, pressing kisses to the back of her neck like she knew he would. Luke had to hang up shortly after that, leaving her to her own devices again. She remembered that he had said to find Michael, so she wobbled back into the house and squeezed past the bodies, trying to spot a flash of his red hair. She had no such luck, and decided to slump against the wall since she was feeling pretty dizzy.

“Hey,” a guy wearing a bomber jacket leaned down so she could hear him, “Are you looking for the guy you came in with? I think I saw him a few minutes ago, I can show you where he is,” The guy seemed nice enough, so she supposed there couldn’t be any harm in letting him help. She nodded her head and accepted his hand to help her up, then followed him out the back door.

“Are you sure Michael was out here? He’s not much of a nature person,” she said, swatting a tree branch out of her way. They had been walking through the woods for a few minutes, and she was starting to doubt this guy’s sense of direction.

“Is this Michael bloke your boyfriend?” the guy asked, completely dodging her question.

“Uhm, no, just my friend. My boyfriend couldn’t come tonight,” she said, frowning at the thought of it. If Luke were here, she wouldn’t be traipsing through the forest, looking for her idiot best friend.

“So,” he said, turning around and pressing her against a tree, “he wouldn’t mind if we had a little fun, would he?”

“Gross!” she said, delivering a powerful knee to his balls, “Hitting on a drunk girl? Real classy dude. Get lost.” She left him crouching against the tree, and headed in the direction that she hopes was back towards the frat house. She had a feeling he wouldn’t have any trouble getting lost, since he had effectively gotten her very confused about where she was in the woods. It was very dark tonight, and she felt very unconfident in her ability to navigate while drunk. She whipped out her phone to call Calum to come get her, but of course, there was no cell service. This is how every horror movie starts. The feeling of these woods was much more daunting than any other night, it felt like there were many different eyes on her, but her human senses weren’t keen enough to see them. Her steps slowed because she was definitely going the wrong way at this point because the forest was becoming much thicker and harder to get through. So of course, like the clumsy heroine of every movie, her foot gets caught in a tree root and she scrapes her knee.

“Fuck!” she says to herself. She was really in a predicament now. She heard a shuffling in the trees just behind her. It was probably the serial murderer, who conveniently just escaped from prison, coming to kill her. She shut her eyes tight, not wanting to see his scary mask made of human flesh. The mask always makes it worse.

“Y/N,” to her pleasant surprise, she heard Luke’s voice. She opened her eyes and she had never been so happy to see his famous disapproving glare.

“Lukey!” she jumped up and wrapped her arms around him, “You just materialized in the woods like a twilight vampire! I really thought I was going to die…”

“Well good thing I was in the area,” he said, smoothing over her messy hair, “didn’t I say not to come in the woods alone again?”

“Yeah… but you also said to find someone I know, and this guy, who turned out to not be so nice, said he saw Michael in the woods,” she said, gripping at his soft flannel happily despite his stern expression. And speak of the devil, there was another sound of crunching leaves coming from the direction she had left the dude clutching his balls.

“Y/N!” he sounded winded, “Don’t just run off like that, we weren’t done talking….” He trails off as if he’s just now noticing the 6 foot something guy standing next to her.

“Who the hell are you? I found her first, so sod off,” the guy whined.

“What a coincidence, we were just talking about you. I’m her boyfriend,” Luke said, taking a menacing step towards the guy.

“Woah mate, let’s not do anything rash,” the guy says, stepping back away from Luke until his back was up against a tree, “she came onto me…”

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to hit you in front of my girl,” Luke says calmly, “But just remember next time you think about luring an intoxicated girl into the forest, I’ve got eyes all around these woods,” Luke slams the guys shoulder further into the tree, “And it would be a shame if you lost the few inches of what you have, considering the only way you can get any now is through date rape, and that’s with a dick.” The guy was trembling with fear, which didn’t surprise her since she knew first hand how scary Luke can be. Luke backed off and turned back to her.

“Can you walk, love?” he asked, accessing her injured knee.

“Yeah, I think so,” she said, but he put his arm around her to support her injured side nonetheless. They left the guy there and started off in the direction of what she guessed was the road.

“Alright, I learned my lesson,” Luke says after a few minutes of silence, “No more forcing you to go to parties alone.”

Once they reached the road, she saw that Calum was already waiting for them in his car at the exact place that they emerged from the forest. Luke got in the backseat with her and they drove in silence. Calum had the good sense not to say anything, since there was obviously tension in the air. Even though Luke was holding her hand tightly in his, he still seemed angry with her.

When they entered the house, everyone who had stayed home from whatever patrol they were out doing was gathered in the den, watching a movie. Claire and Crystal both jumped up to greet them, and they both had a look of disappointment in their eyes.

“Y/N, your dress!” exclaimed Claire, pointing to the dirt and dried leaves staining her dress.

“And what happened to your hair, were you attacked by a raccoon?” laughed Crystal.

“Umm, I had this really good drink and I drank lots and lots of it, then a mean boy tricked me into going into the forest,” Y/N explained, still playing with Luke’s flannel in his hands.

“Will you two watch Y/N for a moment? As you can see, she’s drunk off her ass,” muttered Luke as he detached her fingers from his shirt and went into the kitchen. Y/N’s eyes welled up with tears, and the sober girl trapped inside her groaned as she entered the worst stage of being drunk: the crying stage. The littlest things would make her cry, but once she started it was hard to stop.

“He hates me,” she cried, flinging herself into Crystal’s arms. Crystal seemed a bit startled, but she wrapped her arms around her and tried to calm her down. Luke was back in a few minutes, and he had to pry her away from Crystal to get her to take so painkillers and a big glass of water.

“Alright, come on,” he said softly, wiping at her wet cheeks and runny nose. He picked her up and gave Crystal an apologetic smile before carrying Y/N upstairs. It took ten minutes of him holding her in bed for her to calm down.

“I don’t hate you,” he whispered into her hair, “I like you very very much.” He kept reassuring her as he rubbed her back. She was a little ashamed of her childishness, but not angry at being able to sit in his lap and snuggle up against him.

“Sorry,” she hiccuped, “shouldn’t have gone out on my own.”

“It’s alright darling, was just worried about you ‘s’all,” he brushes through her hair, “another human was killed by the other pack tonight, so I was a bit on edge.”

“You’re pretty,” she said suddenly. It was true. Looking up at him with only the moonlight illuminating his face made her reach up and stroke his cheek.

“Thanks,” he laughed. She pressed a kiss just beneath his jaw and decided to stay there for a bit, sucking a mark of her own into his skin. The buttons of his flannel were so easy to unbutton that she got through the first three before he even noticed.

“Y/N, don’t do this to me when you’re drunk,” he groaned. He saw right through her, but she couldn’t help it. She always got horny after she cried when she was drunk.

“Please,” she begged, “I need it.” She had moved to straddle his lap so she had better access to his lips. She pressed her mouth to his before he could protest anymore, and playfully bit down on his bottom lip. He pulled her closer, but she could tell he was conflicted about it, which is why she had to be sneaky about trying to undo his zipper.

“Y/N,” he said more sternly against her lips, “I don’t feel right taking advantage of drunk girls.” She pouted at him but he only pulled her back to his mouth, and placed his hands on her hips. She wasn’t sure what game they were playing, but she was willing to find out. He rubbed circles into her hip bone, and she noticed he subtly hiked her dress up so that it was just her panties against his jeans. She got the hint and began to circle her hips against his thigh, sighing as the pressure she felt was relieved. He moved his lips to her neck and began sucking a mark into her skin.

“Looks like I’ll have to give you more of these, so everyone will know whose girl you are,” he says, and she gasps as he grazes his teeth against her skin.

“Luke,” she whines, “I need… more.” There was too much in between him and her.

“Need help baby?” he asks, and she nods fervently. He reaches beneath her and rips her underwear easily, flinging it somewhere across the dark room. He took her hips firmly in his hands and guided her movements against him.

“There you go, it’s better when I do it for you, isn’t it?” she nods again. She planted her hands around his shoulders and kissed him deeply again. The pressure was finally building inside her, but she couldn’t help feeling like he was neglected. There was a noticeable bulge in his pants, and she wanted to help him feel good too. So, again, she snuck her hand to his pants and palmed him through his jeans. He let out a short lived moan that he cut off before she could revel in it.

“Hands to yourself, I won’t tell you again,” he placed her hand back on his shoulder. She tightened her arms around his neck and hid her face so he couldn’t see any more of her plotting looks. She carefully inched away from the wet spot she’d made on his jeans and toward where his cock was straining against his zipper. Before he knew it, she was grinding directly on his erection. His hips jerked up a bit and his grip on her tightened, but he didn’t stop her, which she took as a sign to keep going.

“Jesus,” he said breathlessly, pulling away, “you don’t listen to a word I say.” His words were scolding her, but the smirk on his face told her otherwise. She smirked back at him and quickened her pace to catch him up to her.

“Look at you, so worked up just from rubbing yourself off on my cock. Are you going to cum for me baby?” She nodded her head and collapsed on top of him less than a minute later. She was sufficiently worn out.

“Well, I think these jeans have seen their last day,” he rasped. She was laying her head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat attempt to return to a normal rhythm. Looking down at his jeans though, she knew what he meant. There were several different spots of her own arousal, as well as the remnants of his release soaking through the material.

“C’mon love, you need a bath. You’re covered in dirt and cum,” he pulled at her arm and she groaned, wanting to just fall asleep how they were. It took several attempts on his part, but he finally got her in the bathtub on the condition that he get in as well. They soaked in the lavender bubbles and she fell asleep a few times, but he managed to get her clean. The last stage of her drunk routine was to get very sleepy, very quickly, and this was evident to Luke as she crawled into bed without even drying her hair. He smiled and kissed the top of her damp head before climbing in next to her.

The situation with the rival werewolf clan had only worsened two weeks after the party. They had decided to target Y/N since whenever the mate of the alpha dies, the pack is practically useless, which would be the perfect time to strike. Unfortunately, this meant that anything that had her scent on it could be a target. She had come home one night to find her dorm room completely ransacked. Thankfully, Rebecca had been at her boyfriend’s place that night, but it was still scary. She didn’t want anyone to get hurt because of her. Luke was even more protective than he usually was, so there hadn’t been a moment that she wasn’t with him or another member of the pack (except for when she was in class) since the incident in her dorm. It was just a little over a week before Christmas, and she was starting to fear for her friend’s lives. Thankfully, everyone had left campus for the holiday. Well, everyone expect Michael. He spent all of his money on a new gaming system, so he was stuck in his dorm for Christmas. And maybe it was irrational, but Y/N worried that the other pack would go after Michael in his dorm, considering she used to spend a little of time there and her scent was probably all over it. So after a whole day of begging Luke, he agreed to let Michael in on the secret and have him stay at the house for safety. Michael took it surprisingly well, saying that he knew there was something off about Luke. Y/N was sitting in the kitchen at the house waiting for Calum and Crystal to return from picking up Michael.

“I don’t see why I couldn’t go along,” Y/N grumbled to Luke who was attempting to make breakfast, “Hey! Don’t do that.” She took the bowl of whisked eggs that he was about to put in the microwave out of Luke’s hands. She flicked on the stove and let the pan heat up.

“Because if you go then we have to worry about protecting two humans instead of one,” he said, “and also because I wouldn’t get you all to myself.” He wrapped his arms around her from behind and pecked her shoulder.

“Are you making food, Y/N?” several of the younger wolves immediately came downstairs at the smell of food cooking. Luke sighed and mumbled something about it being nice while it lasted. After making a much larger batch of eggs, they all sat around the huge table to eat. Luke insisted there wasn’t enough seating for everyone (even though there definitely was), so he pulled her into his lap. When Michael finally arrived, there was an odd silence from everyone, as if they could all sense something that she couldn’t. Calum walked through the door first, then Michael and Crystal followed. Y/N thought they were walking awfully close together for strangers, then she spotted their intertwined hands. She turned back to Luke in confusion.

“Michael is Crystal’s mate,” Luke whispered in her ear. A rush of joy pulsed through her at the thought of her friend finally finding a nice girl to date. This meant that she wouldn’t have to chase off any more crazy one night stands!

That night, Y/N was counting her blessings that they had brought Michael here when they did, because they heard news that the dorms were completely torn apart by some kind of wild animal. Thankfully, no one was hurt, but it’s still scary that the other pack is so determined to kill her. The whole thing put Luke in a very bad mood.

“Luke,” she said, peaking into the room where the higher ups of the pack talked strategy, “Do you want me to pack a suitcase for you? The flight’s at 5.” They had planned to go to the states for Christmas, so Y/N’s family could meet Luke and they could get away from all of the bad werewolf business. She thought he had been pretty excited to meet her family and see where she grew up, but it was the day of their flight and he still hadn’t packed. He looked up from the papers he was going over with Ashton and the others.

“Y/N, I don’t think I’ll be able to go, I’m sorry. With all of this going on, I can’t leave the pack without a leader,” he said. She frowned and walked over to him, rubbing over his tense shoulders.

“It’s alright, I understand,” she said, and he seemed to relax a little, “I’ll just contact the airline and cancel our flight.”

“Uh, no darling, I think you’ve misunderstood. You’re still going, I don’t want you anywhere near here, it’s too dangerous.”

“If you’re not going then neither am I,” she pouted, “I want to spend the holidays with you.” He turned to her and gave her a pleading expression that screamed ‘for once can you just not fight me when it comes to your safety.’

“Fine,” she sighed, “But you’re really going to miss out. My grandma makes the best cookies and she only gives them out at Christmas time.”

“Well, give her my best regards and maybe she’ll send some back with you,” he said, pressing a kiss to her cheek before she scurried off to go finish packing.  

She was at her annual family Christmas party when her phone rang. To her surprise, Ashton’s contact picture was the one on her lockscreen, not Luke’s. Luke hadn’t called her all day, which was strange because since she’s been away, they’ve talked on the phone at least three times every day. She answered the phone immediately. To receive a call from Ashton, but not Luke definitely wasn’t a normal occurrence.

“Hey Ashton, what’s up? I was just about to try calling Luke again. Is he okay?” the string of questions escaped her mouth before she could even think about it.

“Hey Y/N…. Luke’s fine… in a manner of speaking. That’s actually why I called,” his voice was cautious and she could hear muffled voices of a few of the others in the background. It sounded alarmingly calm at the pack house, which is what worried her the most.

“In a manner of speaking? What does that mean?” her voice raised an octave with concern. What if that idiot had himself gotten hurt?

“Stay calm, everything’s okay,” Ashton said, detecting the worry in her voice, “however, there is a bit of a situation over here. Before I tell you about it, it might be best to go to a different room for a few minutes, as the nature of this discussion is a bit…. Sensitive.” Y/N looked over at her elderly grandmother smiling obliviously next to her on the couch. It would probably be best to have some privacy. 75% of her family members would probably go into cardiac arrest if they knew that she was really dating a werewolf.

“Okay, I’m alone,” she said once she closed herself in the guest bedroom she was staying in.

“Alright… to start off, Luke ordered me to tell you that there is absolutely no reason for you to come home early, so don’t even think about it,” Ashton said gruffly, clearly annoyed at Luke’s forced disclaimer.

“Of course he did,” she rolled her eyes, “alright, spit it out, what’s wrong with him.”

“Okay… this might freak you out a bit (it’s really not my job to be telling you this),” he said the last part under his breath, “so wolves typically go through what we call a rut once a month when they have a mate. It lasts for a few days in which the wolf needs to be with his or her mate physically, if you know what I mean. For alpha’s, the need is much stronger considering it’s extremely important that the alpha can reproduce successfully with their mate a few times so the pack has an alpha for the next generation. Your boyfriend here clearly decided he’s immune to our species most important biological function since he let his mate leave the country toward the end of the month without even telling her about the damn thing.”

“Oh my god,” she ran a hand over her face, trying to process everything, “What happens if he doesn’t…. you know,” she trails off. Luke should have just told her himself and saved her the most awkward conversation in the world.

“It’s nothing too serious, high fever, exhaustion, headaches, nausea, pain in the lower region, and in severe cases, delusions. It’s nothing our fearless leader can’t handle, just thought I’d let you know,” Ashton says in a sarcastically chipper voice. He’s clearly angry with Luke as well.

“What?! I’m coming back right now, I’ll let you know the soonest flight I can get,” she started frantically shoving things in her suitcase while waiting for the airline’s website to load on her laptop.

“Ashton! Hand over the phone right now,” she heard Luke’s voice in the background. It sounded a bit strained, but there was no mistaking his alpha tone.

“Y/N, this is really unnecessary---” her heart broke at the sound of his voice. He sounded so tired and weak.

“I don’t want to hear one thing out of you Luke. If you had just told me in the first place I never would have left. But now because of your terrible communication skills, you’re in pain and I can’t do anything about it because there’s an ocean in between us. You’ve really put me in a terrible position, but I’m going to try to leave my house in ten minutes, and hopefully I can get a direct flight back. I should be home in 10 hours give or take, so just do your best until I get back---”

“Y/N,” he interrupted her rambling sternly, “You are not coming back early, and that’s final.” His voice was much stronger than it was when he had answered the phone. It gave her chills all down her body, but she shook it off.

“Don’t you dare try to use your alpha voice on me. I’m not part of your pack, you can’t force me to listen to you. I’m not going to sit here while you’re hurting and I could be doing something to help. I’m getting on the next flight home whether you like it or not.”

“I’m not playing around Y/N, you’ll be in big trouble if you do. It’s dangerous for you here, I’m telling you no.”

“I don’t care,” she snapped and hung up the phone before he could protest any more.

After a nine hour flight sitting next to a really whiny kid, an hour long train ride back to campus, and a ten minute walk to the house, she was finally there. The closer she got to the house, the more her head started to pound. She could feel her body reacting to being closer to him. An intense heat settled in her lower belly as she walked through the door, lugging her suitcase. Despite it being early in the morning, everyone was gathered downstairs, and they all turned to greet her. She had never seen the house this quiet, even the younger members of the pack had a solemn look on their faces. Everyone looked tired as well, so she guessed that they hadn’t slept in a while. One thing that still amazed her about the pack was how much they care for each other. If one of them didn’t sleep, then evidently none of them did.

“Morning everyone,” she said with a half smile. Out of experience, she knew none of them were keen on any aspect of the morning.

“Thanks for coming back Y/N. We were really worried, we’ve never seen him this bad,” said Claire. Y/N nodded and gave them an “of course I came back to help my poor, stupid boyfriend” expression, then she headed up the stairs. As much as she wanted to catch up with everyone, every molecule in her body was pulling her to him. She creaked open the door and the breath was knocked out of her when she saw him. She had never seen him look so weak before. He always seemed so strong and healthy to her, that she almost didn’t recognize the man laying in his bed. He was wearing only boxers with a thin sheet covering half of him. His cheeks were flushed a bright red and he had a bag of ice resting on his forehead. Every inch of him was covered with sweat, which must be his body’s way of trying to bring down his temperature. As she walked closer to him she tried to ignore the massive boner tenting the sheets. His eyes were closed and his brows furrowed, giving her the impression that he was in a restless sleep. She pressed her hand to his face gently, and gasped at the scathing temperature. Sure, he normally ran on the warmer side of things, but there was no way his body was anywhere near a normal human fever range. He looked so sickly that it seemed to her there was no way this is a rut, that he really just needs some chicken soup and some cold medicine. But the minute his eyes opened, she retracted her previous thought. His blue irises were so dark that they were practically black. His eyes held a hunger that she had never seen before.

“Hey,” she smiled down at him, brushing a bit of his hair off of his sweaty forehead, “how are you d---” before she could even finish her sentence he had pulled her onto the bed and was on top of her faster than her brain could even process. His mouth went directly for the mark he had made what seemed like so long ago on her skin, and she yelped when his teeth puncturing the skin. When he pulled off, the mark looked fresh again, and through his hazy eyes she could tell he was proud of himself. Those same dark eyes flickered up to hers and he attacked her lips. She had never seen him like this, he was ravenous. Whenever she would run out of breath, he just moved to somewhere else on her body until she could catch up. It was like he didn’t even need oxygen, just the taste of her skin. It wasn’t long before he was grinding his heavy member against her clothed center. She could tell he was harder than he had ever been before, and bigger somehow, if that was even possible. She was pooling arousal in her sweatpants after only a few minutes. She knew that if her own body was reacting this much, then his need must be ten times worse. So naturally, she did what she would always do to help the process along. Her hand slipped past the elastic of his boxer and gripped his hard member. She was able to ascertain that he must have cum in his boxers at least once just from grinding on her before her hand was ripped away. Her head lifted to look at him in confusion, only to see him glowering down at her.

“Only good girls get to touch daddy’s cock,” he said rigidly.

“But---” she started to protest, but he cut her off.

“What? Do you think you’re a good girl? Good girls listen to their daddies. I told you it was too dangerous here right now, I told you you would be punished if you came back, but you didn’t care, hmm?” Every syllable that left his lips dripped with dominance, and it really wasn’t helping the wetness gathering in her underwear.

“But I just wanted to help you cum daddy,” she pouted, and he thumbed at her lower lip. She opened her mouth and lewdly sucked at his thumb, swirling her tongue around the tip as if it was his cock, but he pulled his hand away before she could really have any fun with it.

“I know baby, but you still disobeyed me, and that means I have to punish you,” he said, moving so his lap was on full display to her, including the tent in his boxers. She was enamored by the sight of his thick thighs, but he ended her delusions quickly when he tugged her hair harshly, and she landed face down in his lap.

“We’re not playing games today, Y/N, when I tell you you’re going to be punished you damn well better get over my knee before I double your punishment.”

“Sorry,” she said, burying her face in the comforter.

“I don’t want to hear a word out of you unless you’re counting your spankings or saying our safeword, is that understood?” he ordered as he stripped her of all of her clothes. She nodded her head, still not daring to meet his eye. He gave her ten spankings and by the end of it she was practically swimming in her own arousal. She had gripped the hem of his boxers in her palms and pressed her cheek to his leg to keep quiet. Despite his severity, she still felt just as close to him as she had any other time, if not more so. Something about him taking complete control felt so natural, and she thinks he had probably been holding back until now.

“Oh baby,” he remarked as he rubbed over the tender skin of her bum, “you’re so wet, is this all for me?” She nodded, finally looking up at him with teary eyes. She felt that their bodies were becoming more and more intune with each other with every minute she spent with him, meaning she was starting to feel the full extent of his rut. She didn’t know how he felt like this a full day without going crazy.

“You did so good for me,” he cooed, his eyes softer than before as he wiped at her wet face. She suddenly couldn’t stand being so far from him, even though she was just on his lap, so she flung her arms around him and pressed her face into the crook of his neck, where he smelled of himself the most.

“What’s wrong darling?” he asked, petting over her hair a few times. She had expected him to be cross with her for moving without permission, but he seemed more concerned at her sudden outburst than anything.

“It hurts,” she sniffled.

“Where? Your bum?” he asks, prying her away from him to look at her face. She shook her head and pointed where she really burned for him, her core. It felt like there was a rope inside her that had been wound up far too tightly and far too quickly.

“Your body is probably mimicking my symptoms,” he said with a frown, “I know it hurts, but I’m going to fix it right up for you sweet girl.” The haze in his eyes from earlier wasn’t gone, but it was more focused. He had a tendency to take care of her needs above all else, which probably gave him more self control. He set her down against the pillows, careful not to put too much weight on her sore bum. She fidgeted impatiently as he finally rid himself of his boxers and his cock was finally right in front of her. It was flushed an angry shade of red and the tip was gushing precum. She had to stop herself from lunging forward and putting her mouth on him, knowing it would be the quickest way to relieve his visibly painful boner. He pumped himself a few times before finally slamming into her. She opened her mouth to scream out, but he jammed two fingers in her mouth before she could.

“Won’t last a minute if you scream like you always do baby,” he said with his eyes scrunched closed. He rested his head forward on her collarbone, trying to catch his breath. The sudden sensation on his cock after being neglected for so long must be overwhelming. She sated herself by sucking on his fingers, savoring the taste of his precum that was left behind.

“Jesus you’re still so tight,” he said in her ear, finally thrusting back into her, “how are you still this tight? Does daddy not fuck you hard enough?” He began to pound into her like he hadn’t seen her in months, when it in fact had been less than a week. She was gripping onto the sheets for dear life, knowing she couldn’t touch him unless he said so. He must have been able to read her mind because he pried her hands from the sheets and let her wrap her arms around his neck as he pulled her impossibly close to his chest. Resting her head on his shoulder, she felt nothing but bliss. She could feel the steady beat of his heart against her chest, and the tight grip he held on her hips, where there would definitely be bruises tomorrow.

“I’m so damn in love with you, you know?” he said, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck, then evidently deciding to mark up that spot too. It was the first time he’d ever said it to her, but at this point in their relationship it was implied. Still, even such a common human gesture was nice to hear, even if she already knew it.

“Love you too… so, so, so much” she replied, though her voice was muffled from being pressed into the base of his throat. He thrust up into her again and again, each time hitting that spot inside of her. One of his hands released its grip on her hip and moved to just above where they were connected to rub at her clit. She could feel herself approaching the edge, but she knew she needed permission before letting go.

“Daddy?” she asked, concentrating on holding it together despite his rough thrusts into her.

“Yes baby?” he replied with an overly sweet tone. She groaned internally. He already knew what she was going to ask and he planned on being difficult about it.

“Please can I cum?”

“Hmm, I don’t know...” he suddenly stilled completely inside her, even his fingers stopped their movements. She immediately lifted her head from his shoulder to see what on earth could have made him stop, but she was only met with his cocky expression.

“You did ask so nicely, just how I taught you,” he said, petting at her hair thoughtfully, “but bad girls who don’t listen don’t get to cum, isn’t that right?” He smirked down at her and she nodded begrudgingly, hoping if she played along he would show her some mercy. He stared down at her face for some time before sighing and resuming his thrusts.

“You can stop giving me those puppy dog eyes now,” he said, dropping her onto her back again and propping himself up above her so he was the only thing she could see, “you’re such a spoiled girl, daddy always gives you your way. You can cum.” She finally let go the moment the words left his mouth, repeating a string of “thank you’s” and soaking his cock even more. She was still trying to regain her grip on things when he pulled out of her, still fully hard. She scrunched her eyebrows together and opened her eyes to see him looking down at her, eyes still heavy with lust.

“Can you give me one more baby?” he asked. Though her body was still recovering, she nodded in reply.

“That’s my girl, get on your hands and knees,” he grinned at her. Though her limbs were a bit wobbly, she managed to do as he asked. He steadied her hips and immediately reentered her weepy hole, sighing in relief. Her legs reflexively closed for a moment, but he kept a firm grip on her thigh to keep them open. She could feel herself climbing back up the wave of pleasure again in record time. It felt so nice to be full of him and only him, to be touched by him and only him.

“Lovie?” he called, trying to get her attention as she was clearly lost in the footholds of pleasure. She replied with a short “mmhmm?”

“When I cum during my rut, my cock swells up a bit at the top to lock us together. ‘T’s called a knot, and it’ll last maybe ten minutes. Is that okay? I’ll pull out if you want,” he explained a bit breathlessly. She had to give him props for being so clear headed through all of this. He was the one actually in rut and she could barely speak coherent sentences.

“No, don’t pull out,” she said, reaching back to grab at his hand, “I want it. I want every part of you, human and wolf.” He intertwined their fingers and pulled her back up against his chest.

“Such a good girl for me, so perfect and tight. Cum whenever you’d like,” he toyed with one of her nipples in one hand, the other still gripping onto hers. She knew he was close when his thrusts started to falter and he muttered unintelligible things into her skin. She felt his knot swell up as he filled her up with his release, which was enough to send her towards her second orgasm. They both flopped back onto the mattress, and he wrapped an arm around her middle as he pumped his hot cum inside her. She couldn’t be happier in that moment. Knowing that he wasn’t in pain anymore and was lying safe and happy next to her was definitely worth the unexpected plane ride.

“Don’t ever leave me again,” he said, nuzzling into her neck and breathing in her scent. She laughed at his puppy-like antics and reached back to ruffle his hair. It seemed any clarity he had earlier was gone and left him with a clouded mind again. He made her cum and third time on his knot, then after that she lost count. She tried not to think about the fact that the house was filled with individuals with super hearing. Each time he came, he was a bit more sated, until they both finally fell asleep. He was too tired to even pull out of her, so as she drifted off she relished in the feeling of him snug inside her.

She woke up in the middle of the night because she was cold. This hadn’t happened to her since she started dating Luke since he’s practically a walking space heater. Falling asleep naked after sex was never an issue because he was always right up against her, keeping her warm. Regardless, in her drowsy state she just rolled out of bed, stumbled over to the wardrobe, and pulled on one of Luke’s hoodies. It was only when she turned back to the bed that she realized it was empty. Her boyfriend’s long body wasn’t spread out over it, taking up over half of the space. Her initial inclination was that he was just downstairs getting something to eat, considering they had both burned enough calories to warrant a feast. Despite her tired limbs, she put on a pair of his sweatpants and went downstairs to make sure he didn’t try to microwave eggs again. The kitchen, however, was completely empty as well. She wandered into the den as well as the strategy room, but he wasn’t there either. She even checked the garage, but it was like he vanished into thin air. Her heart was starting to beat erratically. He would have woken her to tell her if he left the house for any reason… unless. Unless he didn’t want her to know where she was going. She ran to Ashton’s room and turned on the lamp next to his bed.

“Y/N?” he asked, rubbing his eyes.

“Luke is gone. I can’t find him anywhere and I’m worried,” she explains. Ashton flops back onto the bed and shoved a pillow on his head to block out the light.

“He’s probably just gone on a walk or something. He’s a big boy he can take care of himself,” his voice was muffled by the pillow. She huffed, turning out the light, and leaving the room. She wouldn’t get anywhere with any of the wolves, they all have a habit of being in terrible moods when first waking up. She decided to take things into her own hands, so she shoved some warm boots on and walked out the door, heading into the forest, aka the one place Luke asks her never to go alone. She couldn’t help it, there was a bad feeling settled in the pit of her stomach, and she had to make sure he was okay. Something inside of her told her which direction to go, and she had to hope that it was some cool werewolf mate thing that allowed her to find Luke, and not just a stupid voice inside her head. Eventually, she came upon a scene that made the hair on the back of her neck stand up and her stomach churn. Two wolves were fighting, or the had been fighting, as from the looks of it the one on the ground didn’t have much of a chance to fight back at this point. Its coat was matted with blood and she could tell its breathing was labored. The wolf standing over it had a few considerable wounds as well, but at least it could still stand. She felt out of place watching these two ethereal creatures fight, like it was something she shouldn’t be allowed to see. She knew what Luke would want her to do: turn around and go home. He wouldn’t want her to see this side of him. And she definitely knew he would be furious if she threw herself in between the two wolves, but she had no choice. The wolf lying on the ground, too injured to even stand, had a golden coat. It was the same wolf who had saved her from an unruly Calum, the same wolf who watched over her when she sleepwalked into the forest. She would recognize that wolf anywhere, and she wouldn’t watch the love of her life be killed right before her eyes without at least putting up a fight.

“Stop!” she screamed, flinging herself in between Luke and the other wolf. This wolf was the scariest she had ever seen, and the blood covering his muzzle definitely didn’t help. It was just as big as Luke, who was previously the biggest wolf she had ever seen. She didn’t care how much it bared its fangs at her, she held her ground and tried to make herself as big as possible to protect the sheer surface area of Luke’s horse-sized wolf form. To her surprise, she heard a growl not from in front of her, but from behind her. Luke was growling at her. It was weak, but he was clearly intending to scold her. She didn’t need werewolf telepathy to know that he was telling her to get out of the way. She ignored it.

“Back off,” she warned the other wolf, but his advance did not slow. In fact, he seemed even more fixed on killing, though it was clear it intended to kill Y/N first so Luke had to watch her die before he met his end as well. Once it was within a few feet of them, Y/N reached to the ground, grabbed the nearest thing to her (which happened to be a decent sized rock), and threw it. To her surprise, the rock actually hit her target straight between the eyes. She knew the wolf certainly wouldn’t collapse just because a weak human threw a pebble at it, but it did falter a bit.

“You’re pathetic,” she spit, “waiting for him to be at his weakest to lure him out here and fight you. A true leader doesn’t play cheap tricks to try and overpower the opponent. It’s because you knew you wouldn’t stand a chance if he fought you with his true strength.” She didn’t care if this only pissed the wolf off more, she was furious. He clearly chose to lure Luke into a fight while he was still in his rut, and from what Ashton had told her, wolves lose about half of their strength during the time that it lasts. The wolf did what she could only perceive as its best attempt at an evil laugh in its wolf form, and resumed its advance. She was trembling with fear, but she didn’t move an inch. She would stay with Luke till the very end, even if that meant dying now. However, before the wolf could lunge at her, the sound of huge paws running towards them filled the air, and before she knew it half of the pack was jumping through the air, shoving the bad wolf out of the way. It took her a few seconds to register that they were out of danger, then she immediately turned to Luke. He was in bad shape, she knew that much, but since she didn’t have much experience as a veterinarian, she wouldn’t know the full extent of the damage till he shifted back into human form.

“Luke? Everything is going to be okay now, just hold on a little longer till we can get some help,” she ran her fingers through his soft fur and was relieved when he opened his eyes and she could see his blue orbs again. He feebly lifted his head a bit to nuzzle into her body, and she tried her best to comfort him while the pack finished off whatever was left of the other wolf.

Getting Luke to shift back into his human form while he was barely conscious was a struggle, but he eventually did and Ashton carried him back to the house on his back. Luckily, the damage to his body wasn’t life threatening, and she could already see his body’s accelerated healing working. She had a hard time leaving him even to go get a glass of water, even though he wasn’t even awake. It was stupid for her to feel so fiercely protective of his resting body, knowing that even in his injured state he could protect himself better than she could, but she couldn’t shake it. She knew that even if the pack hadn’t come to rescue them, she would’ve given her life for him without hesitation. Ashton had of course apologized profusely to her for dismissing her panic so quickly, but she was just glad they had realized in time. Everyone went back to their beds after all of the excitement, and they urged her to do the same, but she instead sat in a chair next to Luke’s bed, watching each cut and bruise slowly disappear from his skin. It was funny, now that she thinks about it, that she ever tried to give him a hickey or a love bite. If his body heals this quickly from the vicious gashes left by the other wolf, there was no point in trying to leave any lasting mark on him from simply grazing him with her human teeth. When he woke up, she didn’t know if she wanted to attack him with a hug or smack him in the head. She didn’t do either of course, since she didn’t want to hurt him while he was still fragile.

“You are an idiot Luke Hemmings,” she said sternly as he fluttered his eyes open. He let out a half hearted laugh.

“I could say the same about you, love. Did you really think flinging a rock would stop a 7 foot wolf?”

“Well I had to do something since my numbskull boyfriend decided it was a good idea to fight the other pack’s alpha by himself in the middle of his rut,” she retorted.

“Alright, alright, we’ll talk about this later. I just want to hold you right now,” he said, pulling her towards him. She gave him a hard look for a few seconds before eventually complying and crawling up next to him. She was careful not to put any weight on his injuries.

“Don’t you ever try something like that again,” she muttered as he wrapped his arms around her, “I would really be lost without you.”

“Alright, you’ve got my word,” he said.

“Good. I want as much time with you as possible.”

“I like that plan,” he said, pressing a kiss to the side of her head, both of them savoring the time ahead of them. 

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[wontlastimokwiththat]

Bloodlines [L.H.]

Warnings: Fluff, Smut, (terribly written) Breeding Kink

A/N: Did I make this request an alpha werewolf Luke? Yes, yes I did. Do I regret it? Not at all.

Thank you for the request @lukeshemmo and thanks for letting me bounce ideas off of you @another-lonely-heart

Words: 817

MINORS DNI, 18+ ONLY

You could feel the alpha's eyes on you as you held the baby.

"She's adorable, Kaykay," you smiled, making faces at Ashton and Kaykay's newborn daughter. "A perfect mixture of the two of you."

"Thank you, Luna," Kaykay grinned.

"Does she have a name yet?" You looked up at Kaykay, who glanced at her mate by her side.

"It's a tradition that the firstborn of the betas get named by the alpha couple," Ashton explained to you. "Typically, the Luna as she's the motherly figure of the pack."

You nodded, looking down at the baby in your arms. She had Ashton's hazel eyes with Kaykay's nose, cubby, flushed cheeks, and dark curls. You thought for a moment, about the pack and everything you had learned, how everything had some kind of meaning. You thought about Ashton and Kaykay, their personalities, and how welcoming they had been to you. 

"Athena," you announced.

"Why Athena?" Luke questioned.

"Athena was the Greek goddess of wisdom and war strategy, along with poetry and art. Kaykay is the lead strategist and Ashton is your most trusted advisor, not to mention the pack's love for art. I think Athena will fit her beautifully," you smiled, turning to look at him. You couldn't miss the look of pure love in his eyes. "Don't you think, Luke?"

"Athena sounds lovely," he nodded. You turned back to Kaykay and Ashton.

"Is Athena alright with you?" you asked softly, noting the tears in Kaykay's eyes. "We can call her Attie for sort."

"It's perfect, Luna," Kaykay nodded. 

"Welcome home, Attie," you smiled down at the baby before handing her back to Kaykay.

You and Luke stayed another hour or so before going back to his home. As soon as you were inside, he pushed you against the wall, kissing you passionately. You smiled, kissing him back as you tangled your fingers in his hair and jumped up to wrap your legs around his waist.

"Wanna put a baby in you," he mumbled against your lips. "Give you my knot, have a bunch of little pups running around."

"What are you waiting for?" you whispered. He groaned, quickly carrying you upstairs and laying you on his huge, soft bed.

"Are you sure?"

"Don't freak out on me now, alpha," you giggled, sitting up and beginning to undo his belt buckle. He took your face in his hands, tilting your head up to look at him.

"I'm serious, Y/N. I wanna have a baby with you." 

"I know, Lu, and so am I," you grabbed his wrists, smiling slightly. "You heard Ash and Kaykay today, we're the alpha couple. And I know you'd wait for me for as long as I asked you to but you don't have to. I'm ready, Luke. You've already put off so many things because of me, this, carrying on your bloodline, your pack, isn't going to be one of them."

He smiled, pressing his lips to yours. You quickly undid his belt and unbuttoned his jeans, pulling them down as he laid you back against the bed. He stepped out of his jeans and boxers as you pulled off your shorts and panties.

“Shirt,” he instructed. You giggled, making him smile, as you pulled off your shirt and bra. “Beautiful.” He crawled over you, pulling off his own shirt before kissing you passionately. You moaned against his lips as he drug his tip through your folds. “You’re dripping, pup.”

“Fuck me, alpha,” you purred. “Want your knot.” 

“I’ve got you, pup,” he assured, slowly pushing into you. You moaned loudly. Luke kept his thrusts slow and deep, kissing your neck as he mumbled how he was gonna fill you up.

“I’ve always wondered why I had a breeding kink,” you whispered with a giggle.

“Because you were made for it,” he smiled, pulling back to look at you. “Rawr.” You giggled more, pulling him down and kissing him. “Gonna look so good carrying my pups.” He pulled away, looking down at you with eyes full of love as you writhed under him. “So big and pretty, all because of me.”

“Alpha, please,” you whined as you felt his knot expanding. “Please, fill me up.” He ran his fingers through your hair, shhing you softly.

“Alpha’s got you, pup,” he promised. “Gonna give you my knot.” You moaned loudly, cumming around him. He hid his face in your neck, giving a few final thrusts before stilling inside you as he came with a loud groan and a string of curses, his knot catching, locking him inside of you. He collapsed on top of you, peppering your face with kisses. You giggled.

“Wanna have a whole little pack running around,” you told him.

“Then that’s what you’ll get,” he smiled, flipping the two of you so you were on top and he wouldn’t squish you. “I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you, Luke.”

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[talkfastromance4]

1+3 with werewolf Luke maybe? Please 🙏🏽🥺 love your work!!!!

I tweaked this just a tad so 3 will fit in with my previous werewolf!luke blurb. I hope you like it!😊 (also a bit of smut lies ahead, beware) ((hehe halloween themed warnings))

1. “Your scent drives me crazy.”

3. “I want you to turn me.”

• • • •

Since that night at Luke’s party when he revealed the killing of Saber and you shared a fairly good roll between his silk sheets that eventually transitioned to the floor, you were inseparable. Your packs eventually met on yet another party night where you and Luke slinked away upstairs to his room after the formal introductions. 

Each night started with the popping of his (and now yours) favorite pink rose wine which always lead to wandering hands and stolen breaths. 

It’s been about three months since you and Luke first started, each day and night proving better than the last. The New Moon is approaching and you’re hormones are already starting to stray off kilter. 

Being an Alpha of your own pack and also a female makes your New Moons extra intense and now this is the first time you’ll be with someone who can help you through this intense time.

You’ve been in phone meetings all day but your mind has been elsewhere, particularly on a certain curly haired, blue eyed Alpha. Your thoughts left you warm, and on any normal day you would be embarrassed to admit this, but there was a very noticeable wet spot on the front of your panties. 

You were aching for Luke, practically throbbing for him. As soon as you pulled into his driveway you could smell him and you felt yourself leak at the anticipation of being near him soon. 

You barrel through the house and find him in the living room, he’s rearranging magazines on the coffee table when you pounce on him. Your arms and legs wrap around him from behind, you nuzzle your nose against his neck. 

“Hey, you,” he chuckles trying to situate yourself in front of him but your grip is tight. “Are you all right?”

All you can do is shake your head and whine. He picks up on your lack of verbal communication then springs into action. He runs upstairs as fast as he can and you untangle yourself from him ready to take your clothes off but he’s faster. Luke rips your clothes off and shoves you against the bed, pressing himself against you.

You moan at the contact, feeling your desire for him rise to the brim as his lips leave burning marks on your neck. 

“Luke, please,” you sigh in near aggravation at his slow speed. 

“Shh, don’t worry,” he mumbles trailing his fingers down, down, down. “I’ll take care of you, lovie. What’s this, hmm?”

His thumb rubs over the wet spot on your panties, you preen at the touch, body arching into his. At his touch, the scent of you wafts into the air. Luke reacts by biting into the swell of your breast. 

“Your scent drives me crazy,” he groans then rips away the thin layer of cotton. You’re completely bare for him now, open and pliant for him to ravage you. 

Needing him closer, you push on his luscious locks until his head is in between your thighs. Feeling feverish by now he wastes no time licking greedily at your center. He swirls and slips his tongue exactly where you need without even telling him direction. 

You were cumming in seconds, your body trembling but needing more of a release. As if reading your mind, Luke removes his clothes and you’re practically crying for him at the loss of his touch.

“Hey, what’d I say?” he asks hiking one leg to your chest. His curls tickle your forehead and then he’s slipping inside you with ease. Your eyes roll back at being filled, something you’ve been waiting for since this afternoon. “I’ll take care of you.”

He pounds into you at a fast pace, hips snapping and bed rocking from the motions while you’re seeing stars in your eyes. You tangle your fingers in his hair pulling him close, enjoying the repeated pleasure he’s giving you. 

You sigh his name. Fingers scratch at his back which causes him to growl in your ear and entices you in an entirely different way. 

When you’re spent (for now) you lie on top of his chest, legs tangled together while his fingers tickle your back. The steady beat of his heart calmed you down but your body was still buzzing for more of him. The night of the New Moon would be interesting. 

You think of your time with Luke, your many nights shared and days spent together have been nothing short of blissful and perfect. This is the longest he’s been with one female and he’s the first you’ve been with in a very long time. 

“I want you to turn me,” you speak up. His heart jolts and you hope it’s in a good way. 

“You’re already a werewolf,” he kisses the top of your head which you turn to face him. His eyes are full of confusion. 

“No...I want you to turn me...into your mate,” you whisper the last word. As if speaking your inner thoughts will break this spell you’ve created with him. He could very easily say no, and curse the New Moon for making you this vulnerable in front of him. 

“You’re serious?”

“Yes. If you don’t want to then I will run for the hills right now because I’ve never been this--”

Luke crushes his lips to yours, rolling you onto your back and you open your legs. His kiss steals your breath away until he pulls away to latch his teeth to your throat. 

“I’ve never wanted anything more,” he mumbles. His lips are soft as butterfly wings as he moves across your collarbone and to your shoulder. “Where should I do it?” 

“Anywhere, just as long as I’m yours.” You relax into the pillows, melting from his kisses.

“You’ve already been mine.” His teeth sink into your skin and you feel a newfound pleasure that radiates through your whole body. You feel it in your hair and to the tips of your fingernails. A Mate’s bite seals the deal, tying you and your counterpart together forever. 

• • • •

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[lonely-teddy-bear]

no sin sunday

no sin sunday will be for a day of requests with no smut, no sinning as it is a holy day for me and many others. if you want a fic of something cute or maybe not cute go ahead and send me a request and ill answer as many as I can today 😁

(there can be mention of wanting to do some acts but won’t do any of it. also can submit horror requests or any other choice)

[pixiegrl]

Planning

Luke and Ashton talk about adding to the family

I will never stop adding to this verse I guess. More from the dads as they plan out their family. Thank you @escapesos for listening to me ramble about them and for reading this doc.

ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40354017

[5sosfanfictioncatalogue]

5SOS + Hogwarts (2) Masterlist

part one

Am I More Than You Bargained For Yet (ao3) - anonymous michael/luke T, 2k

Summary: Michael's kind of fucked from the start.

Or, Luke can't stop tripping and Michael can't stop saving him.

and this is how it starts (ao3) - c_libretto luke/calum T, 1k

Summary: They’d always been touchy-feely with each other - cuddling was no big deal, after long days enduring classes they’d always ended up asleep with their long limbs tangled up in each other, shirts unbuttoned and neckties cast aside. They had kissed once before, but it was only when someone had sneaked in a Firewhiskey that had gotten both of them incredibly drunk. But this. This was a whole new territory.

help me polarize (ao3) - raine_go_away luke/ashton NR, 4k

Summary: The Hemmings family has a long history of being in the Slytherin house, every single member cunning with that glint in their blue eyes but not terribly wicked. They were experts at prevaricating and manipulation, but then there’s doe eyed Luke who trips over his robes around the house and apologizes to tables when he bumps into them.

-- or the Harry Potter AU that no one asked for with part-veela!Luke crushing on golden Gryffindor boy Ashton for his entire career at Hogwarts

I Used to Obsess Over Living (Now I Only Obsess Over You) (ao3) - orphan_account luke/ashton, michael/calum T, 2k

Summary: “So, he said he could kiss you, then called you brilliant and a genius boy?” Michael asked, taking another bite of his biscuit. Calum took a sip of his goblet, adding some mashed potatoes onto both his and Michael’s plate. Luke nodded, shoving some roast beef in his mouth. “He obviously wants to blow you.” Luke choked on his food, looking at Michael with wide eyes.

Let's Make This Night Last Forever (ao3) - makingdemands luke/calum, ashton/michael G, 1k

Summary: Hogwarts AU drabble wherein Luke likes plants, Calum likes Quidditch, Michael likes causing trouble, and Ashton is a longsuffering Prefect.

Love My Way (ao3) - DracosPubicHair michael/luke, calum/ashton E, 14k

Summary: With Valentines Day coming up and his friends at his neck about "getting-some," Michael has never felt more nervous around Luke than he has ever before.

Point of View (ao3) - FayeHunter luke/ashton T, 2k

Summary: Ashton's been attacked by a werewolf. Calum shows up to the hospital to see how he is.

Scars (ao3) - FayeHunter luke/ashton T, 2k

Summary: Luke's been in the hospital all night waiting for Ashton to get better.

Spellbound (ao3) - horantheworldstyles michael/luke, calum/ashton E, 23k

Summary: A muke Hogwarts au in which Michael is a cocky, yet soft Slytherin and Luke is a shy, clumsy Hufflepuff.

The Magic Within (ao3) - converse_luke luke/ashton, michael/calum T, 1k

Summary: Hogwarts is a wonderful place filled with magic, quidditch, feasts, a strange force trying to kill you, the usual.

[irwinkitten]

“accidentally being forced inches apart from each other, staring at each other’s lips, and just before they kiss someone pulls them back apart” with Luke if you would be so kind please🥺💕

Werewolf au bc fuck it. And a lot of angst. Sorry 🥺 tw death

-

You’d never really pinned down why you were attracted to Luke. You couldn’t understand why you were so safe with him, so content. It was something that was both frightening and exhilarating.

And his friends seemed to just accept you when they ignored so many other people.

You wished you still had that ignorance as you felt the fear burning through you, body trembling in Luke’s arms.

“Lu, please, what’s happening?” His eyes found yours and you watched fear settle in his eyes. Genuine fear.

“You’re my mate, my soulmate. I didn’t want to freak you out, scare you off. But vampires have come to cause destruction and I can’t hide this from you.” Your eyes had flickered between his eyes and lips, mind processing his words. And despite how odd it seemed, you could accept it. He understood you better than your own family.

His nose was barely brushing yours when you felt hands on your shoulders rip you apart, cool fingers wrapped around your throat as you struggled to get away.

Luke could barely concentrate as he tried to struggle free, his growls escaping as you became more distressed.

“Leave them alone! They’re human!” Laughter met his pleas and you felt your insides drop as you head was pulled to the side, exposing your neck.

“And what a lovely human too. Revenge is surely so sweet, wolf. You get to watch your mate die as I did with mine.”

A scream left your lips at the searing pain in your neck, eyes meeting Luke’s, watching as tears fell down his cheeks. You could feel yo ur own, blurring the vision of him.

“Love you, Lu.” You felt tired as darkness encroached on your vision. Just before you felt you consciousness disappear entirely, there was a loud roar before everything went dark.

-

pick a line and a guy

[iovehemmings]

Desperate Omega (Luke Hemmings Smut)

Summary; Omega!reader goes into her heat when she’s hanging out with her friend alpha!luke and he helps her out.

***

You always got clingy and touchy with the alphas in your life when your heat was coming up. Which sucked for you cause some of your best friends were alphas, including Luke, Calum and Ashton. Mikey was an omega so he understood the struggles of going into heat but at least he had a mate, Crystal. You unfortunately did not. The guys didn’t mind the way you acted coming up to your heat, it was usually just cuddling them or holding them. It felt nice to have a big alpha to hold, it made you feel protected.

Usually when you went into heat, you took your medication to make it feel less worse the week coming up. You’d be in your room, pleasing yourself and feeling alone. Your mind wandering to mostly Luke, or Calum, maybe sometimes Ashton fucking into you.

You had begged Luke to let you cuddle him while you watched movies together, seeing a whiny omega beg just to touch him. He had told you it probably wasn’t a good idea since you had told him you heat was extremely soon. However he had given in, he didn’t want his friend to feel bad and it was just cuddling.

Which would have been okay but you woke up, lying on top of Luke on the sofa still cuddly him. You could feel your core dripping, and groaned at the pain you felt. You rubbed your eyes, trying to adjust to how dark it was in his living room. The tv was still playing, lighting you two up. You looked up at Luke who was still asleep. His blonde hair was messy, and he looked so calm when he was asleep. Another blunt pain hit you in the stomach and you quietly groaned, still cuddling into Luke.

“Luke” you whispered.

He didn’t say anything, or show any signs of waking up. You moved slightly to wake him up, your core rubbing against his leg and making you whine.

“Luke, please wake up” you said.

You buried you head against his chest, whining quietly and couldn’t help but move against his leg again. Your slick was soaking your pants by now, and Luke had never smelt so amazing. You let out a slow quiet moan as you slowly rubbed against Luke’s thigh. Luke had woken up by now, you not being able to control your movements or moans. His hands grabbed your hips to make you stop moving and you quickly looked up.

“Luke” you exclaimed, looking up at the alpha.

“What are you doing?” He asked, softly.

“I need you” you said, your hands gripping his t-shirt.

You tried moving your pussy against his leg again, but Luke’s grip was tight on your waist.

“I need you so badly, Luke” you said.

Luke could smell your heat, could smell your slick and it was making him hungry for a taste.

“Y/N you don’t know what you’re saying. It’s just your heat talking” Luke mumbled.

“No, no. I need you. I need your cock. You smell so good” you groaned.

“Do you want me to take you back to your apartment?” He asked, voice strained slightly.

“No, please Luke. It hurts, I need you to help me” you said, rocking your hips once.

“I mean it. I’m not some stupid omega who’s fucked up on her heat. I just need to release” you whispered, continuing to move as Luke’s grip got less tight.

“And if you won’t help me, Luke. I can easily find another alpha to help me. Maybe Calum or Ashton. Or maybe an alpha on the street can fuck me” you said, and that was it for Luke.

He sat up and kissed you roughly, and you moaned into the kiss. He pushed his hand past your waistband of your joggers, and touched you over your underwear.

“Luke” you moaned, shutting your eyes as he touched your wet underwear.

“You’re dripping” he grinned, kissing your neck.

“Dripping just for you alpha” you whined, making him groan.

You had never called Luke alpha ever, but Luke loved the it sounded from your lips. He moved his hand away making you sob out, and clutching at his top.

“It’s okay. Calm down, little one. Going to take these off, is that okay?” He asked, playing with the waistband of your joggers.

You nodded quickly, and he smiled. He pushed you off him slightly, making you frown.

“Just want to make you comfortable” Luke said.

He pushed you back against his sofa, you head lying against the arm rest.

“Need you” you mumbled.

“Be patient, little one” he said.

“M can’t. It hurts so much, I need you” you said, kissing him.

He pulled away and rid you of you joggers and pants. The air hitting your slick, and making you moan at the lack of restriction you now had on your core. Luke had stripped down too, and you pulled off your t-shirt throwing it on the floor. He moved to your core, blowing cold air and make you groan.

“Please” you whined, as he ran a finger through your folds.

“What do you want, little one? Want you to beg?” He asked, looking up from you pussy.

“Need your cock, alpha. Need you to fill my pussy up, need...I need you bad please” you sobbed out.

Luke placed a kiss on your pussy, before moving away and wrapping his hand around his cock. You watched him pump his cock in his hand, the head of his cock leaking precum. You thought to yourself about how if you weren’t so badly in need to be knotted, how you’d want to have your throat fucked by Luke. Luke pulled you out of your thoughts by rubbing his cock over your folds.

You sucked in your breath, as Luke teased your wet pussy.

“I’ve got you” Luke whispered into you ear, as he pushed into your entrance.

You let out a quiet moan as he stayed still, allowing you to relax. He moved your hair behind your ear, and leaned in for a kiss.

“You feel so good...so warm and wet,” he mumbled into your neck, as he began to start moving slowly.

“Alpha” you sighed, and Luke could hear your desperation to be filled.

He began to thrust faster, making you moan out and pull at his hair. His cock was hitting your g-spot, leaving you a whining mess.

“You feel so good, whining like the desperate omega you are. Gonna fill you with my knot, gonna make you feel better little one” he grunted.

Your slick was dripping out of your cunt, covering your thighs, his cock and leaking onto his sofa. Luke could feel you clenching around him, and the way you pulled at his hair drove him insane.

“I’m so close, alpha. I need to cum. I need your knot. Alpha, please. Please, please Luke” you begged, your nails digging into his back.

You could feel Luke’s knot start to catch, his fingers digging into your hips. Luke was breathing heavy now, and buried his face into your neck. His knot finally inflated, hooking into your pussy and both of you screaming in pleasure. He filled you with his thick spurts of cum, and you had never felt so warm and full.

Luke couldn’t move his knot yet, and so had collapsed on top of you. He moved his hands to your ass, and helped you up slightly. Luke managed to move the two of you, so you were lying on top of him instead and you were purring slightly. His cock still in your pussy, your slick on both of your skin.

“You feel better?” He asked, rubbing your back.

“M feel good” you mumbled.

“Wanna sleep now” you said.

“That’s okay, I’ll look after you” he said.

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a/n; was originally requested as alpha!luke helping out his beta during heat, but I changed it up. if anyone wants a part two to this I loki have some ideas so.