Luka the Half-Orc (rough draft)

Growing up, you had a constant companion in Luka. He was the son of your mother’s lady in waiting, so the two of you had been around one another since you were born. Luka was half orc, and his father and mother had to remain separate, despite being married. You two had all sorts of adventures together, playing out the stories that you read from your story books. To you, Luka and what you created together was the whole world.

But when Luka grew older he was sent to spend time with his father and you barely saw him again. When you went to school you would receive letters from him and hear tales about his amazing travels with his father. You felt a bit jealous he got to do all the things you wish you could.

You had gone to stay with family across the sea for a while, but you were called home one summer so you could tend to your little sister while your parents traveled. This of course wasn’t new, and you had been expecting it for a while now.

“It’s much more fun when you’re around,” she told you. “Mother doesn’t let me walk around without my shoes.”

Kitty was sitting up the branches of the tree above you while you sat at the bottom. She kicked her legs in the air for a moment then hung herself upside down like a bat.

“She doesn’t want you turning out like me, that’s why,” you laughed.

“How come? You’re practically a person,” Kitty teased.

You smirked at her then held her so she could slip back down to the ground. “Practically isn’t good enough for Mother.”

Kitty smoothed down her dress then glanced out across the pond stretched out before you. “It’s getting dark out, should we head back inside?”

You shooed her back towards the house. “You go ahead, and tell Mathilda to get some of that raspberry tea I brought home ready. I’m going to finish this bit in the book.”

You leaned back against the tree and sighed. You wanted to see the sunset more than you wanted to finish the book. You gazed out as the light reflected upon the pond and cast a golden glow upon the yard.

A hand cupped around your eyes and every fiber of your being spiked and prickled. You sat still as you felt someone slip up behind you.

“Don’t make a sound. Stay still. But try and guess who I am.” Their voice was deep and their hand was warm against you.

“This isn’t funny?”

“Oh trust me, for me it’s quite entertaining,” he laughed.

You placed your hand over his and felt a small scar along the back of his hand leading up to his ring finger. “No. It can’t be. Luka?”

The hand raised and you looked into Luka’s bright green eyes. “Very good. I was expecting you to need more guesses.”

You flung your arms around him without a second thought. It had been ages since you last wrote to him, even longer since you last held him.

“I can’t believe you’re here!” You pulled back to look at his face. Below his nose was covered by a cloth mask, but you knew those eyes rimmed by the thickest lashes in existence. His hair had gotten longer, but the curls remained the same.

Luka chuckled. “My mom told me you’d be here this summer, and luckily I was planning on a visit anyways. Looks like our paths were meant to cross here.”

You smoothed your fingertips along the straps of his mask. “What’s going on with this? Did you grow up ugly or something?”

Luka captured our hand. “Not exactly, but close enough”

Your brows pinched but he helped you to stand before you could speak.

“I’ve been traveling for days now, I can’t wait to get off my feet.” he kept a hold of your hand as you went inside.

You squeezed his hand, coming up close beside him and taking hold of his arm. “As long as you, I suppose.”

“I guess that will do,” you huffed.

Luka laughed. “I know we have a lot of catching up to do and a lot to make up for. I’m excited to spend time with my old friend.”

Later that evening, when you put Kitty to bed, you snuck down the hallway to where Luka was staying in his mother’s room. He was up and looking over his mother’s doll collection.

He set down a fancy stuffed bear as you came in. “Cheeky girl. What would they say if they caught you sneaking around like that?”

You closed the door behind you and pressed your back against it. “They wouldn’t. I’m far too good at it.”

“Mama’s collection has grown, I was admiring it,” Luka murmured.

You stood beside him, picking up one of the cutesy items his mother collected. “Does your father not like your…hobbies?”

“He pretends it doesn’t bother him. But I can tell sometimes he questions my sanity.” Luka sighed and motioned over towards the sofa.

You sat down and turned so you could face him. “Who cares if you like cute things, I rather like it about you.”

“I always envied you because you got to wear cute, pretty things. I always wanted boy versions of your dresses when we grew up.” Luka sighed, reaching out to take hold of your hand again. “Now look at me.”

You chuckled. “I never expected you to come out looking so rugged.” You smoothed down the collar of his shirt then played with the tassels keeping it tied. “Granted, all the tales you write to me about the battles and fights you’ve been in. I shouldn’t be surprised.” You grabbed ahold of his arm, squeezing the bicep. “You used to be such a scrawny kid too. Now look at you.”

Luka flexed his arm and you could feel his muscles go hard. “I’ve been whipped into shape.”

You smiled at him, but it faded as you looked over the mask. You touched it again and Luka grabbed hold of your wrist.

“Is something wrong?” You asked.

“It’s healed now. But it’s still a mess under there,” he murmured.

There was a pinch in your chest. “You never told me you had gotten hurt. What happened?”

“I didn’t want to make you worry. Like I said, it’s healed now. It’s not an issue anymore.” He leaned back into the sofa.

“Obviously it is if you’re covering it.”

He cut his eyes at you and you widened your eyes threateningly. Luka laughed and you could see the smile in eyes. “It bothers me. So just, leave it at that? For an old friend?”

“As long as you’re still not hurt or anything.” You curled up by his side and snuggled there. “I’m just happy to see you again.”

Luka stroke dyour hair. “Me too.”

The next afternoon Kitty insisted on playing with Luka. The three of you went on a walk around the property and Luka entertained Kitty with stories about his travels and the battles he fought.

During your picnic Kitty fell asleep so you and Luka stepped away in order to talk. You went to the edge of the pond and battled over who could skip stones the farthest.

“Oh dammit,” you huffed when your stone sank after two skips.

Luka took his turn, and his stone skipped six times.

“How did you get so good at this?” You pouted.

“I’ll show you. Come here.” Luka picked up a stone then stood behind you. He placed his arm around you and held your wrist. “My dad and his friends used to have contests like this all the time. You have to move your wrist like this. See?”

You swallowed and nodded. He was so close and you became aware of just how big he actually was. All this time you had kept thinking of him as little, scrawny Luka. But the man standing behind you now was big, burly, and had a maculine smell. You palm was getting sweaty just thinking about it.

“Okay, hold that stance and-” He reared you back to flung the stone, but when you did it plunked into the water. “That was awful.”

“Yeah! I know.” You pulled yourself away from him and tapped your cheeks to feel how warm they were. “You messed me up.”

“Sure, blame the teacher.” He chuckled and bent over to get another rock. “Try again the way I showed you.”

You selected another stone yourself and dusted it off while you watched him skip a stone across the water. You cleared your head and flung it and it skipped further than you had before. Your face lit up and you bounced, crowing in triumph.

“I’ve never gotten it past three before!”

Luka’s eyes were shining as he watched you. There was something about his gaze that made you hesitate for a moment so you could stare. “See? I’m a good teacher.”

“Careful now, this competition is only starting.” You gathered another rock. “Watch the student become the master.”

“Have it your way,” he laughed. “I’ve never lost a fight, remember that.”

He didn’t lose that one either. After countless throws, he ended up with the more wins out of the two of you. On your way back to the house, he carried a sleepy Kitty on his back, which only enhanced his size. Kitty looked absolutely tiny on his back, and she was tall like you.It was strange realizing your friend was this strong, burly man now, and it made something inside you shiver.

Later that summer you were sitting alone in your room, enjoying a moment of quiet while Kitty was away with her tutors. Luka was also away, you weren’t sure why, all he said was it wouldn’t take him long. You were going through a bowl of raspberries when there came a knock at your door.

“Come on in,” you called out.

Luka walked in, closing the door quietly behind him. You sat up and made sure there wasn’t anything on the front of your clothes.

“Busy I see,” Luka teased.

You pouted and set the bowl of raspberries on a table. “That was a quick trip of yours. I wasn’t expecting you back until late.”

“Luckily it was quicker than I expected.” He came into your room, looking around for a moment before he stood directly before you.

There was a crackle in the air as you looked at one another and you weren’t sure he felt it too. You folded your hands before you, looking up at him as you expected him to keep speaking. But he didn’t, he stared back at you with the same expectant expression.

“So-” You started, making sure he wasn’t going to say more.

“Yes?”

You licked your lips. “Would you like to do anything? I’m free and Kitty won’t be home until dinner.”

Luka nodded, lowering his eyes. “Actually, there is something I would like to do. But I’m going to need you to do me a favor.”

“Oh?”

Luka nodded. “Close your eyes for me.”

You frowned. “Why?”

“For an old friend, just close your eyes, and don’t open them until I say so. Okay? I promise I’m not going to do anything untowards.”

“I’ll decide that.” You closed your eyes and waited. “Okay? Now what?”

“Stay still, just like that,” Luka said.

You sighed and continued to wait with your eyes shut. “What sort of game is this? Something you and your orc brothers started playing to pick on-” You stopped, feeling lips press against your own. It stunned you and you almost opened your eyes but you forced them to stay close for Luka. The kiss lingered so you leaned into it, returning Luka’s kiss until he pulled away.

“Keep them shut.”

“I will-” Your voice warbled and cracked.

Luka cleared his throat. “I’m sorry if that was…untowards.”

“It wasn’t.”

Luka cupped your cheek in his hand and you opened your eyes. He had his mask on again, but you wished it was gone so you could kiss him again.

“I’m glad,” he spoke softly. “I’ve been wanting to do that for days now.”

You smiled and fidgeted with your hair. “How come?”

He sighed. “I thought it would be like old times. Us palling around and trading stories. But it’s been…different to say the least.”

“I get that,” you murmured.

“You’re so-” He motioned with his hands, but he couldn’t get his thoughts across the way so he threw them down in frustration. “You’re still my friend, but I also desire more than that. Being around you…there’s so much different than when we were kids.”

You nodded. “I think I know what you’re getting at. Because I see you both as Luka and as this man.” You looked up to his expression to check it. “You’re both separate but the same.”

He nodded. “Exactly. Except you’re not a man, I mean.”

You smirked. “What if I was?”

Luka swallowed and he shrugged. “I think I would still feel the same way around you. It wouldn’t matter to me.”

You had to look away after that. Your heart began racing faster than when he kissed you. Nothing he could say would ever top that!

“I want to be yours,” he said.

That was it. He topped it.

“Luka,” you gasped.

He cupped his hand around his mask. “I may not be much to look at, I know that. But I would give you everything I could.”

How could you respond? You thought it over and over in your head in the span of a few seconds. “I don’t need much.”

Luka’s laugh was solemn. “I wanted you to know it’s not just now. I’ve had feelings for you for a long time. I just didn’t realize how deeply they ran until I saw you again. This summer has been eye opening in a lot of ways for me.”

You nodded. “You know what’s silly? I always thought when we were little that we would end up getting married.”

Luka eyes widened.

You smiled anxiously and continued fidgeting with your hair. “I know, right? I was always ridiculous, wasn’t I?”

Luka shook his head. “Not to me. You were always the hero in our stories for a reason.”

You licked your lips. “If I close my eyes, will you kiss me again? And if I keep them closed, will you promise not to stop?”

Luka cleared his throat. “You would wish to do that?”

“Often and with great fervor.”

“Tonight,” he said. “That way it will be part and you don’t have to worry about keep your eyes shut.”

A shiver went through your spine. “Alone at night? That sounds dangerous, Luka.”

“You’re worth the risk,” he chuckled. “I’ll come back tonight once it is dark.”

The shiver turned into a tingle. “I’ll wait up for you.”

The day wore on far too slowly for your liking, and of course Kitty wanted to talk at length about how her day went. You were able to return to your room close to sunset, but you still felt as if time was stretching on just to aggravate you.

You waited in your room, keeping the curtains shut and all light snuffed out. You fidgeted with your fingers until you heard the door creak open. You stood from your bed, holding your breath as you saw Luka through a crack in the door.

“You came,” you said with relief.

“Quiet. There’s still people in the halls.” He tiptoed across the floor and his hand brushed against your neck. He searched for your face in the shadows then hed it between his palms.

“I’ve waited all day for this.”

You placed your hands over his. “It felt like forever.”

Luka removed his hands to take off his mask, but they returned to you along with his lips. You kissed and kissed, sighing and moaning softly. His arms locked around you, and in the darkness it somehow felt more than that. You could feel his tusks against your cheeks, as well as something hard upon his lips. But it didn’t matter, this was what you had waited on all day for.

Luka pressed his forehead to yours and breathed deeply. “This is more dangerous than I thought.”

Your mind was dizzy and unable to stop spinning completely. “How so?”

“We should try and stop here, before anything else grows.”

You swallowed. “I don’t mind if it does.”

Luka kissed your cheek. “We can’t just give into temptation so easily.”

“But wouldn’t it be fun?”

Luka laughed and kissed the top of your head. “I don’t want you to think I am after anything.You’re sweet, and beautiful, and I want to do right by you.”

You pouted. “I know. I want to do the same for you. But if you’re worried about anything, just know I’ve gone farther than kissing before.”

Luka stiffened. “You have?”

“A few years ago. A friend of my cousin was visiting and we fooled around a few times. Why? Haven’t you?”

Luka grunted. “Alone maybe.”

“Oh-” You bit your lip and smirked. “I didn’t expect this.”

“Neither did I.” Luka’s hands rested around your hips. “Did you…like it?”

You smoothed your hands down his chest. “It was fun. But I think I’d like it more with you.”

Luka cleared his throat. “We should…we should try and stop here. Before I-” His hands didn’t leave you though, if anything they held you tighter.

“Before you what?”

Luka kissed you again and you pulled him back. You fell onto your bed and Luka snarled against your lips.

“Do you want to leave?” You asked.

“No, of course I don’t. I want to stay and hold you, to feel you all around me.” Luka stroked his hand down your face. “But I want to see you.”

You touched his face. “If you’re anxious just tell me.”

Luka nuzzled into your palm, kissing the center. “Light just one candle.”

You stood and found your matches, lighting one of the candles by your bedside. You sat down beside Luka and saw in the flickering, dim light the scars that stretched from the corners of his mouth. He cupped his hand around his face but lowered it in the same breath.

You kissed him, lowering him down onto the bed. You kissed his cheek and neck, moaning softly as he stretched himself out. You laid beside him, snuggling him and kissing the scars on his face.

“It’s worse than you think,” he murmured.

“Only because I can’t kiss and make them better. But I will kiss you until you feel better.” You smiled over him, stroking his long curls away from his face. “Get naked so I can start.”

His chest puffed up and he wriggled on the bed. “Okay.”

After a few moments he was spread out naked on your bed. His body in the dim candlelight looked like a delicacy you wouldn’t wait to taste. His boy was hair and toned, peppered with scars that were perfect little marks for where you needed to kiss.

You pressed your naked body to his side, kissing and petting him until the tension in his muscles began to relax. He melded to your body, curling in so he could touch you more. His hand cupped around your rear, groping greedily as he growled against your hair.

You took hold of his length in your hand, stroking him slowly and gently. He whimpered at your touch, holding your tighter as he began to throb in your palm.

“That feels amazing,” he breathed.

“It’ll feel even better soon.” You crawled on top of him, straddling his hips and looking down upon him. You leaned down, kissing his chest and belly, easing yourself back until he felt his cock beneath you. You rubbed against it, letting him feel how warm and ready you were.

Luka’s hands wrapped around your thighs and he gazed up at you like you were a goddess.

You smiled down upon him. “Ready?”

“I am. Are you?”

You guided him into place, taking the first bit of him inside. He was a snug fit, but you were able to take Luka the deepest you could.

“Fuck-” Luka’s voice cracked.

You stroked your hands up and down his chest. “How is it?”

Luka nodded, his face contorted as you bounced upon him. You took him slowly, feeling him inside you so deep and big. This was nothing like before, this felt so much more in every sense.

“That’s you?” Luka panted.

“Yes. All me.” You touched his face. “Just for you.”

Luka whimpered. “It’s so good.”

“Do you want to try?” You lowered off of him, letting him climb on top. He moved clumsily at first, kissing softly as he poked and prodded. He slipped back inside and his whole body trembled.

“You feel good too.” You wrapped your arms around him.

“You’re better,” he grunted. He plunged deep then pulled back. He popped out but went back in easily. He began moving faster, rutting himself deep inside. He then stilled, choking on his own voice. He pulled back, spurting along your inner thigh.

“I’m sorry,” he panted.

“It’s okay,” you coaxed. “It’s okay.” You kissed him and held him close. “It was your first time, I won’t hold it against you.”

“What about you?”

“Quiet, relax.” You let him rest upon your chest.

You thought he had fallen asleep, but after a while Luka rose from the bed and stroked his hands down your body. He held your breasts then ran his hands down between your thighs. He wiped up his mess then slid his fingers along your vulva, rubbing there until his fingers slipped inside.

“Luka?”

“I’m not done. Not yet. If I have any hope of being yours, I have to try harder.” His thumb pressed against the top of your folds and you whimpered.

“Dad told me I wasn’t a real man unless I made a woman scream my name,” Luka panted. “All the men I worked with said there was no greater challenge than making their partner come.”

He opened your thighs more, dipping down and kissing you. His lips and tongue joined his fingers, making you squirm upon the bed. It felt strange but so good at the same time.

Luka moaned against you, slurping at you until it turned into a snarl. His fingers worked harder, curling inside you beckoning for something. He was building something, bringing it up, up, up inside you.

“Luka-” You panted.

He didn’t stop.

You grabbed hold of his hair. “Luka!” It was coming and it was coming fast.

Luka growled and the vibrations tipped you over the edge. You pulled his hair, crying out his name. Even then he didn’t stop. You had to kick him and curl up into a ball to get him to stop.

You felt him kissing your shoulder and cuddling up against your back. You rolled over into his arms and breathed.

“How was it?” He asked.

“Have you done that before? It was so good.”

Luka chuckled. “Once or twice.”

You pouted up at him, feeling as though you lost your upper hand. “Why didn’t you say so?”

“To surprise you again.” Luka kissed you. “But now, you’re the only one I’ll share it with.”

There was a knock at the door and Luka quickly hit the floor. He laid on the other side of the bed, so if someone came in they wouldn’t see him.

“My lady, we hear you shout, are you alright?”

“Stubbed my toe! I’m fine!” You shouted.

“Oh good. Are you sure you don’t need anything?” They asked.

“No. I'm ust going to bed! Good night!” You waited until you heard them leave and then you looked at Luka laying on the floor. You giggled and Luka laughed.

He sat up, putting his head upon the bed. “You need to be quiet next time.”

“Want to make me?” You taunted him.

Luka’s eyes glittered in the candlelight and a dark chuckle came from hsi throat. “The night is young.”