Backward Phase
This story is going to be a series of one-shots, mind that these aren't my best types of stories, about different Percy Jackson and the Olympians couples, friends, and general amazingness.
Rating: Teenish
Pairing: Percy and Annabeth
Spoilers?: MOA
Setting: Falling through Tartarus
Ready?: Yes. Challenge Accepted
They had fallen for nine days. Clinging to each other, they fell. It was dark. Percy kept his sword out for the soft golden glow it provided. They ate the tiny amount of provisions Percy had in his backpack and Ambrosia and Nectar. Part of this time they reminisced, and they... caught up. They kissed, and cuddled, and held each other. They would take turns sleeping. Percy always let Annabeth sleep longer than she said she should, just holding her in his arms and brushing her golden curls back from her face. Watching her sleep, he thought about Zeus' lightning bolt, and the Golden Fleece, when they took turns unwillingly holding the sky, the Labyrinth, and the Battle of Manhattan.
"The sun goes down, the stars come out, and all that counts is here right now. My universe will never be the same. I'm glad you came." He sang softly in her ear one night, as they fell into the obsidian embrace of Tartarus.
She smiled in her sleep, wrapping her long and delicate fingers around his own and sighed softly. He smiled and dropped a kiss to her forehead.
"You cast a spell on me, spell on me. You hit me like the sky fell on me, fell on me. And I decided you look well on me, well on me, So let's go somewhere no one else can see, you and me." She startled him when she took up the nest verse of the song.
"Never knew you were one to like The Wanted, eh Wise Girl? I thought you were asleep." He shifted her in his arms so that her could look her in the eye.
"I like all sorts of things, Seaweed Brain." She responded, her smile growing as he prodded her sides with his fingers. "Quit it."
"Nah, I'm good." He kept softly tickling her, gaining soft giggles and squeals from her.
She suddenly leaned up and captured his mouth with her own. He stopped tickling her. He stopped thinking, actually. As he always did when the two kissed. He tended to be a preoccupied with kissing her for any rational or healthy thought to cross his mind, any thought at all, he reprieved.
He dipped his head in and kissed her neck, over her pulse point. When he did this it would halt her in whatever she was doing and make her pulse race even faster. It was a favorite greeting of his.
He raised his mouth and trailed his lips up her neck, over her jaw, and back to her mouth. He smiled when she responded enthusiastically.
"I love you." He whispered against her lips, rolling them over so she was on top. He rested one hand on the small of her back, and one on the base of her neck.
She drew back from him slowly and stared into his eyes. Gray met Green and they clashed. "I love you too." She ran a hand down his cheek and leaned back in to give him a tender kiss, one filled with the emotion they shared. It was sweet and loving.
They both pulled apart when they heard a low growl. They had landed. They were in Tartarus
There you go. Next paring? Comment! Love, Jayce