Title: In Love and War

Ch. 02

A PJO Fanfiction

Aphrodite entered the Throne Room last. As she sat down, she felt the eyes of the other gods staring at her.

As she looked down, she noticed Perseus first. He was unconsious, and visibly sick. His girlfriend... Annabeth, was it? She held onto him, crying.

"I'm sorry, child." Zeus answered. "This spell, he got put under. It's unlike anything I have ever seen."

"But can you help him? Can you help Percy?"

Zeus pondered for a second. "Hmm, there is a way."

He stood up.

But you're not going to like it."

The middle of the night.

Millions of waterdrops poured out of the tap, into Piper's waiting hands. She splashed them against her face, mixing the liquid with her tears. Her sobbing could be heard clearly; it got augmented by the tiles covering the bathroom. She looked in the mirror, and saw a face engraved with defeat and angst.

The humiliation she had experienced today, it was insane. The way the campers had looked at her, and how Piper had to walk away in shame. How Drew had ridiculed her, in disgust and pity. And the worst thing about it all? Piper kinda enjoyed it. Being a slut. Yeah, that's right. A fetish so dirty even she herself thought it was worrysome.

Word of her actions had reached Camp Jupiter. Her social life was finished. She was finished.

Her train of thought got interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Who's that?" Piper asked, her voice cracking a bit.

"It's me, you slut. Open the fucking door."

Piper quickly unlocked the door, and got immediately greeted with Clarisse' lips on hers. It caught her off guard.

Their tongues wrestled for dominance, in need of eachother. It didn't look very pretty. This wasn't a pretty make-out session like in porn. This was real. Craving. With saliva everywhere, their teeths occassionally crashing against eachother, and they sometimes couldn't resist to smile because of it.

Clarisse was the first to break the kiss. "I'm going to fuck you, until your brain turns to mush and your pussy gets soar."

Piper liked the sound of that.

Clarisse had already stripped down to her bra and undies, and boy, did she have a great body. Her arms and legs were muscular, while remaining ladylike. Piper realised that she had never even noticed how well-shaped the tits of Clarisse were. She felt herself getting wet through her panties, which were, with the exception of her Camp Halfblood shirt, the only thing she was wearing.

Even though Piper never considered herself bisexual, today was the day she started to doubt it.

"Take of your shirt," Clarisse demanded.

It didn't take long, and Piper's tits got set free.

"Not even wearing a bra?" Clarisse chuckled. "You really are a whore."

Despite her comment, Clarisse was impressed. Piper had the kind of body that made her so fucking aroused, ane she didn't even know as of why.

She couldn't hold any longed, and leaned in for another kiss, only to the redirect them further down. From neck, to nipples -where she stayed for a fair amount of time-, to side, to inner thighs. Clarisse could smell Piper's juices through her panties.

"Have you ever been eaten out before?"

"No."

Piper gasped, as Clarisse started to eat out Piper. Her tongue circulated around the hood, causing every fiber in Piper's body to tingle. It tasted unlike anything Clarisse had ever tasted before. She had pleased a lot of women in her life, and experience had shown that clits could be a bit salty or sweaty after a long day, especially after training. But Piper? No. Piper tasted like the strawberry fields before the harvest. Or the cherry wine of Dionysus, the one that he mixes with a bit of honey.

Piper snapped her out of it, by forcefully pushing Clarisse against her cunt. Her breaths turned to moans. With every movement of Clarisse tongue, her entire body convulsed.

Gods, that women could handle a clit.

Piper wanted to please her as well. She pushed Clarisse to the ground, and tore down her panties. She got in position, clits touching eachother. The common people called it scissoring, and Piper had always wanted to try it.

She began thrusting her hips up and down, Clarisse following her example.

Clarisse almost screamed. She had a pretty sensitive clit, and Piper somehow knew exactly where to reach. Even though she also was a total rookie. As time went on, Clarisse her movements became more precise, and more pleasurable. They looked eachother in the eye, armslength apart.

It was almost a competition to see who got to cum faster. A competition without losers. Clarisse would be first.

"Oh god!" she moaned.

In a singular pulse, she orgasmed like never before. Piper stopped for a second, to let Clarisse enjoy it to the fullest.

As soon as she was done though, Piper continued to fuck her.

Clarisse upped the speed, her pussy still on fire and her face still covered in Piper's liquids. Piper was so close, so fucking close...

With a sudden gush, she came all over Clarisse, her entire body shivering. From zero times squirted, to two, in a few hours time. And while she had already orgasmed, Clarisse still went on, the sole purpose being to extend Piper's orgasm if only for a little while longer.

As she was finished, Clarisse pulled Piper against her, tits pressed against eachother. Piper went in for a kiss, but Clarisse stopped her.

"You still want my help with your, eh, situation?"

Piper nodded.

"Okay, this is what you're going to do. First, you're gonna lick my face clean. And then, my pussy. Squeeky clean, okay? I don't want any spots left, because I'm not planning on showering tonight. And third..."

Their eyes met, roses against storm.

"I want you to become my girlfriend."

While this was happening in the Aphrodite Cabin, a lot of other things went down. Everywhere, all at once. That was the place where the Fates met with Chaos.

"Chaos!" Clotho yelled, her voice squeeking through thick layers of nothing.

"Who dares to disturb me?" Chaos would have opened her eyes, if she had any.

"We need to talk," Atropos said.

"You need to leave. I'm busy."

From behind the two arose Lachesis. In her hand she held millions of strings. This caught the interest of Chaos.

"What is that?" she asked.

"These," Lachesis screamed, the sound meeting Chaos, "are the strings of more than half the mortals."

"And what's the matter with them?"

Both Clotho and Atropos joined Lachesis. And at the same time, they said: "Can't you see? They're ending!"

"So, you want your revenge on Drew?" Clarisse asked. She and Piper were laying on the beach of Camp Halfblood. They had arrived, just in time to see the sunset.

"Yeah, I want nothing more."

"I'm sorry, but I think I can't give you more than some advice."

"Advice sounds good."

"You see," Clarisse answered, while taking a zip of her glass, "I don't think violence can learn her a lesson."

"So what do you propose?"

"You should give her a taste of her own medicine. Do to her what she did to you, and maybe she will understand it then."

Piper nodded, and in her mind, the next step of her plan was starting to develop. She knew where to go.

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