Chapter One:

Landlocked

Landlocked- Percy and Annabeth fluff, kissing, making out, nudity, but not all the way, this is a series of one shot.

If someone told him that him and Annabeth would be living together three months ago he would have laughed. Because the very notion that the two of them would be allowed to live in Rome together seemed to be nothing more then a fantasy.

It's been a week since they moved in most of the boxes have been opened but to tell you the truth. He hardly has one good solid photo of Annabeth. Technology attracts monsters, not that they can come inside of the camp.

Everything in Rome is a lot stricter then camp half blood, at a daze he allowed his eyes to glance at the four walls they had been given. After all of their hard work, they had made it through after everything. A soft smile grew upon his lips she should be done soon.

He could hear the sound of water from the shower, here her breathing his eyes turned to look at the door. The two of them did have separate bedrooms, three in all one guest bedroom. His ears flushed as he rubbed his hair with the towel.

Annabeth opened the door her face crimson, "Percy what are you doing?" she scowled shooting him a glare her hair still wet. A towel covering her form he couldn't look away he just stared at her legs, her shoulders.

Peaking behind the door he can tell her hands are shaking. For a moment all he can do is stare at her. He's not surprised he can't speak he finds it hard to say nothing. Her eyes are looking everywhere but at him.

"Annabeth," he spoke trying to keep his voice calm. He's wearing jeans, and no shirt. Theirs a couple of scars from fights with monsters. Annabeth looks perfect, her legs her hair, he can't turn away. He watches her fumble with the towel.

Looking at him with those grey eyes of her, theirs no fear in them. "Want to dry my hair for me?" she asked sitting on the bed lowering the towel just enough so he could see her lower back. He'd never thought a back could look this good.

Percy cleared his throat nervously scooting over to the bed, of course he wants to! What kind of question is that? Excitement hits him tingling in his ear and he finds it hard to keep himself from moving.

Using his towel to touch her back Annabeth flinched a slight gasp escaping her. Nervous hit him in the stomach his ears go red and he nervously pecks her on the back of the neck. Dabbing her with his towel absent mindlessly.

She surprises him by letting out a whimper, her skin so smooth it tastes like honey soap. He smells her scent feeling her skin brush his face. Kissing her slowly on the shoulder she leans back into him as his hands gently touch her lower back stealing her towel away.

"Percy," she squeaked with surprise her hands moving to her breasts to cover herself. A nervous laugh escaped her throat. Her face has gone redder then his almost, anyways he meets her gaze and the two of them are land locked.

As quickly as their eyes met she looks away he notices her hands are shaking. "Here," he picks up her hand ensnaring it with his own.

"Can I?" he asked feeling the butterflies flap harder in his gut like someone has hit him. Annabeth says nothing for a few seconds and he rubs her hand with his.

"Seaweed brain just do what you want to," it's hard for her to form the words. He gulps down nothing before inching closer he watches her tense. "But hurry up I'm cold,"

"Relax," he says despite his own nerves he buried his face into her back kissing her tenderly between the shoulder blades one hand touching her bare stomach. His fingers trace her skin as she falls onto the bed.

Her hands are covering her breasts and her legs are squirming covering her body. "How can I do that?" she stammered ducking her head.

"Breath," he whispered not sure himself. He can hear her breathing its enough to make his body tingle, he feels like a lightening bolt has surged through his body. No like he's been dosed in water and it's given him strength.

Annabeth gives him strength her skin is so smooth he can't see much but her eyes are closed tightly her mouth open. He'd asked Jason for some advice, he didn't want to scare Annabeth. And he didn't want to make her think she had to.

His rough hands ran down her inner leg making himself tingle, stroking her inner leg. It's really hot there, he breaths purposely into her neck kissing her repeatedly on the neck. For a moment he's lost control his kisses are becoming longer, his passion rising.

A sound escapes her and he retracts his hand nervously, what had that been? That sounded like, "Ugh I can't believe I moaned," she huffed in embarrassment.

Percy blinked, "Sorry," he whispered sounding embarrassed his hands touching her hips, her naked hips. Her NAKED hips. And she's letting him, he hadn't given her much choice really. But then again no one could make Annabeth do something she didn't want to.

"Hurry, warm me up," she demanded he picked up the towel and brought it over her breasts gently. He didn't want her to be cold. Maybe he should have dried her off better.

"Is that better?" he asked searching for her face behind her damp hair.

Annabeth eyes are wide open and he can see her face. Her lips are shaking and she's staring at him with surprise. "Percy," she growled at him giving him a glare. "Shut up and kiss me," she ordered grabbing a hold of his shoulders.

Not caring about the towel. Percy smiled at her and that's enough to make her stare she seems lost in her own mind. Entranced by his eyes it's almost as if he has charm speak gently he kisses her on the forehead.

That's enough to snap her out of whatever trance she was in. Annabeth plays with his hair burying her face into his neck. "All right," he closes his eyes and the two of them enjoy each others warmth. He's just climbed on top of her his bare chest touching her's almost.

Her fingers play with his hair, "Yours is almost dry," she informed him sounding out of it. The two of them are staring at one another. Locked in each others own little world he can't look away it's hard to keep himself restraint.

That's enough to make his entire body shiver he's become something himself. Annabeth nipples are poking him in the chest. Her hands are clawing at his back digging into his skin, he can't look away from her.

Not even for a moment, her nipples are touching his. But what is he suppose to do now? He hadn't thought the two of them would get this far. Alright he had thought about it, just not so soon. Thought they've been dating for some time already.

Smooth Percy! Don't just let her wait! His brain scowled him what had Jason said? He'd said to kiss her slowly, well he hadn't done that right. Well he had kissed her, just not on the lips that much. His own ached and he inched closer.

Making out! He must have done something right after all she's kissing him. Their kisses have gotten hotter, he's pushing his tongue clumsily into her mouth. She's hanging onto him for dear life messing up his hair. Running, scratching his scalp, they break apart abruptly.

Hovering he's panting hard his chest heaving Annabeth is staring at him with a shy smile. A bit of giggles escaping her lips and he kissed her greedily on the side of the mouth. "What's so funny?"

"We'll this is the first time we've made out and," she giggled, "I was just thinking I had to wait forever for you to make your move."

Forever? She had wanted him to touch her for a while? Percy stared at her gawking, "I would have if you would have asked!" he complained feeling his embarrassment hit him hard.

"And your poking me in the leg," she smiled, "and you made out with me after you saw me almost naked,"

perhaps she had planned this, he hadn't to be honest. Percy stared down at his sneaky little heart thief before kissing her along the neck. That made her giggle feverishly letting out a nervous sigh of relief. "I was beginning to think you didn't like me,"

Percy scowled, "Your more beautiful then any Goddess," he scowled looking at her with affection in his eyes. "That's impossible everyone knows where perfect for each other, I'm sorry it took so long I just,"

"Didn't want to hurt me?" she whispered her eyes half closed, "Let's cuddle on the bed," that meant this would be as far as it would go. He tried to bite down his disappointment but laid down next to her ensnaring her with his arms.

"Percy," he wasn't letting go, he wasn't moving foreword. Their just locked together and he's perfectly fine with that.

"It'll go down in a while," he whispered adjusting her a little bit. She climbed on his chest rolling to face him.

"I was surprised I even got this far," he admitted sheepishly. Annabeth cheeks throbbed red his hands had moved to her face.

She grabbed his hand and kissed it closing her eyes with relief, "Don't be Seaweed brain you can kiss me however long you want to," How ever long he want's to? He stole one more kiss and she gave it to him.