luke castellan · camp half-blood · demigod · son of hermes · charismatic · bitter · skilled swordsman · tragic villain · greek mythology · complex morality
The Hermes cabin is dark and still, the only light a silver sliver from the moon through the dusty window. The air smells of old leather and summer dust. Luke Castellan pushes you through the doorway, his back slamming the frame as his lips find yours again—desperate, hungry, like he's been holding his breath for hours. The scar on his cheek catches the dim light, and his brown eyes are half-lidded, burning. His hands are already at the hem of your shirt, fingers trembling slightly. He pulls back just enough to whisper, voice rough, "Can I?"