Warning dear readers! Explicit content- language and very smutty. light BDSM involved. don't read if easily offended!

Annabeth burst through the door and slammed it behind her. Her breathing was heavy and she whirled around as she heard it opening again. She threw out her palms, pushing the door with all her might.

"Damn it Annabeth, will you stop this," she heard his frustrated cry. She managed to slam it closed and she quickly locked both locks. He banged on the door with his fists.

"Annabeth, let me in right now!"

"No! Go away!"

"This is my apartment too!"

"I don't want to see you tonight, Percy! Just go." There was another loud bang and an angry yell. She backed away from the door, crossing her arms. The banging stopped and her eyes narrowed at the locks.

"Really," she heard a mocking voice behind her. "You think doors can keep me out?" She stamped her foot and threw her hands into the air.

"What part of I don't want to see you don't you understand?"

"Annabeth this is ridiculous! You know I didn't-"

"I SAW you, Percy! I saw you with her!"

"Then maybe you should get your eyes checked because I didn't do anything!" Her stormy eyes flashed and he actually took a step back. He loved Annabeth with everything he had but he would easily admit that she could be downright terrifying.

"It was bad enough to hear those girls talking about how much older I looked...but then I see you, with her, at the bar-"

"Babe you have to listen to me," he stepped toward her. "I wasn't flirting with her. You can ask Leo, he was right there!"

"Leo is worse than you are! He's the biggest flirt of all! I don't know how Calypso puts up with him!"

"Cal understands that's just how he is," Percy said with a shrug. Annabeth's nostrils flared and he immediately knew that was the wrong response.

"Ok, listen-"

"No you listen! I'm tired of hearing people whisper that I'm a cougar behind my back...I didn't even know what it meant until I looked it up! You think I don't hear the whispers when we go out? Someone thought I was your mother!"

"You do not look that much older than me!"

"And I can't wear those skimpy little oufits anymore! Not that I ever wanted to but I'm too fat to wear anything like that now!"

"You have got to be kidding me if you think-"

"Quit interrupting me! I'm sick of it, Percy. That woman has been a total bitch to me at work and seeing you flirt with her-"

"I was not flirting! I was telling her how excited I am to marry you!"

"So why was she putting her number into your phone?" He shook his head at her and reached into his back pocket for his phone. He hadn't even wanted the damn thing in the first place- why did a god need a phone- but he found that he loved texting with Stella and his mother, and sending cutsey messages to Annabeth when she was at work. He held the phone out to her but her arms remained crossed over her chest.

"Check every contact if you want. I was showing her the pictures of our trip to Hawaii, not adding her to my phone. She's just jealous of you."

"She wants you, Percy."

"Too bad for her because I'm happily taken." She huffed and turned away.

"You're too calm about this! Seriously, I feel like...like punching a wall right now and you're just la de da, calm and collected."

"You want to punch something?" He stood in front of her and lifted his chin. "Hit me. Go ahead." She gaped up at him and he picked up her hand.

"You're pissed off because you think I was flirting with some random bimbo that you work with. You obviously don't believe me when I tell you I wasn't. So hit me. I want you to."

"Fuck you, Percy." She whirled around, her fist clenched, and screamed as her knuckles met the wall. His eyes widened at her cry of pain and he rushed towards her as she cradled her hand against her chest.

"Shit Annabeth!" He pried her hand away and rubbed his thumb over her throbbing knuckles.

"Hope you're happy," she muttered.

"Happy? You could have broken your hand. Which is why I told you to hit me! My jaw wouldn't do this much damage." She grimaced as he studied her hand, flexing her fingers to make sure nothing was broken.

"It's fine."

"No it's not. You're bleeding."

"I SAID, it's fine," she fumed, lowering her hand. He watched her for a moment, the oceans in his eyes churning.

"I have an idea." He tugged her into the bedroom and he pulled her toward the bed.

"What are you doing, Percy?"

"Let me give you a massage and I'll-"

"A massage? You think a massage is going to help? I'm so angry that I want to...I want to…" She huffed and he stared.

"What do you want, Annabeth?" Finally she looked up at him, her teeth buried in her lip.

"I think know what I need."

"Ok. How can I help?" It was those words that nearly made her come undone. He hadn't asked for details, just how he could help. She couldn't remember a time when he wasn't thinking about her needs first, always willing to sacrifice himself or his desires. Even when they were young, he was so ready to risk his life for hers when all she wanted was for him to stay alive and close to her. It infuriated her that he took so little stock in his own life but he had always put her first and she knew he always would.

"I want you to take your shirt off. Slowly." He frowned but worked the buttons of his shirt and slid it from his shoulders.

"Shoes and pants next." She circled the chair as she watched him kick his shoes off, push his slacks down his legs, and stand up straight, his hand nervously twitching by his side.

"Lose this," she twisted a handful of his undershirt and he quickly lifted it over his head. He stood in nothing but blue boxer briefs and she allowed herself a moment to admire the view. A god could have any kind of body that he wanted but Percy had always been fit and toned, quickly growing from the shy awkward little boy to the handsome man in front of her. She stood on her tiptoes behind him, reaching up to grasp a fistful of hair. He hissed as she brought her lips close to his ear.

"I want to fuck you, Percy," she said slowly. "I want to drive you as crazy as you drive me. And I want to hear you cry out my name. Sit in the chair." He obeyed her orders, and she brought his hands behind his back.

"Keep them there." He gulped as he watched her go to their closet; his eyes widened when she returned, twirling a pair of handcuffs around her finger.

"Where-"

"Piper sent them to me last Valentines Day. Don't ask any more questions." He clamped his jaw shut and swallowed as she knelt to slip the cuffs around his wrists. He tugged lightly but his arms were now trapped behind his back. He shifted nervously in the chair, looking up at her for further instructions.

She moved in front of him, reaching back to unzip her dress. She turned slightly so that he could have a better view of her back; his breathing grew heavier with every inch of skin that was bared to his eyes. She pushed the dress down her legs and stepped out of it, flinging it onto the bed. Percy's wide eyes drank her in as she turned back to face him; her underwear were matching sky blue lace and were very transparent. She kept her black heels on and straddled his knee. She reached up to stroke his face before her hand moved to grasp his hair again. She yanked backwards and his eyes slammed shut. She leaned forward to kiss him but he gasped as her teeth dug into his bottom lip. His hips jerked upwards as she tugged lightly, running her finger over the sore spot. She cupped his chin and tugged him to look at her. Their eyes locked and he saw the storms rolling in. He gulped audibly and she nodded.

"That's right. I can see how nervous I'm making you. You know that I'm calling the shots tonight, don't you?" The reply when do you not was on the tip of his tongue but this was the first time he had ever seen her so assertive in the bedroom, and he wasn't sure that was the best thing to say when he was in such a vulnerable position. Of course he could easily shift his form and be rid of the cuffs but he was curious to see what she would do. She was a naturally confident young woman; Athena's children thrived from competition and Annabeth had been the only child of the wisdom goddess to find the Mark of Athena. She was proud of her accomplishments and Percy was proud to have her by his side. But their bedroom antics had always been fairly tender. They had only experimented a few times and he was extremely aware of what made her uncomfortable, ceasing immediately at the first sign of her hesitation.

He wondered how far she would take this and why in hades it was turning him on so much. He had told her that he liked it when she got bossy and posessive but this was going to a whole new level.

Annabeth noticed his boxers growing more tented and she smirked.

"Well that didn't take much."

"You are standing in front of me in only your underwear," he pointed out.

"I didn't give you permission to speak," she snapped. His brow shot up as the look of do you really want to go there crossed his face but her mouth tightened and she threw her leg over his. He nearly cried out as she grinded against him, hooking her legs behind the chair. His head tilted back and she leaned forward to suck at his throat. She held his hair tightly again as she nipped at his neck and ear; he whimpered as she tugged at his lobe with her teeth, her tongue raking along the fleshy shell. She nudged him with her nose, his head tilting to the side and she sucked hard at his throat. He gasped as he felt the suction increase and she leaned back, looking pleased with herself. Her fingers drifted over the bruise and his jaw dropped.

"Did you just-"

"Mark you as mine? You bet I did." They had never left visible marks on each other before. He could just imagine the looks on Jason's and Leo's faces when he saw them next. Poor Frank would probably pass out; the boy was too pure for his own good.

Percy was yanked back to the present as Annabeth moved down to his chest, her tongue swirling around his nipple. As she continued to move against him, Percy whined as the material of his underwear scratched and stifled his erection.

"Annabeth, please!"

"Hm?" She nipped at his chest and his head tilted back again. "What are you begging for, Perseus?" Oh he was in trouble if she was bringing out his full name. He

shifted underneath her, the chains clinking behind him.

"Please let me touch you. I can't- I can't stand it-"

"Nope," the 'p' popped as she shook her head. "No touching. Not tonight. Tonight, I'm in charge." That's every night he wanted to yell but he just let out a frustrated groan.

"Tired of our game already, honey," she stroked his face.

"I thought you didn't like games."

"What child of Athena doesn't like games? Besides, this one can be so much fun." It rattled him how much she had changed in the past ten minutes. He did not recognize this seductive creature with molten eyes that glittered in the moonlight. She lowered to her knees and ran her palm over his erection. She smiled when he quivered in her hand and she bit him through the material.

"Shit!" His knees flew out in front of him as he sank low into the chair. It was uncomfortable, with his hands bound behind him but his head tilted forward, his chin touching his chest.

"Do you want me to suck your cock, Percy?" He could only nod. She pulled his length from the material and licked her lips. He groaned loudly and tugged at his cuffs.

"Yours is the only dick that I have ever had in my hands or mouth," she said softly, placing a soft kiss on his head. "Have you ever had anyone else's hands or mouth on you?"

"Fuck no," he gasped out. "Yours is the only one I want on me!"

"Good answer." She squeezed him as her tongue laved his flesh, his toes digging into the carpet.

"Oh my gods Annabeth," he panted. She reached down to fondle his sac as she took him fully into her mouth.

"I'm so close! Annabe-" she released him with a pop and leaned back on her knees. Panting, his wild eyes found hers.

"Please tell me you're joking."

"I'm surprised you can still manage speech. We have to remedy that." She ran her hand up and down his shaft but it wasn't what he needed. He cried out when she added more saliva, the sensations becoming too much. She reached up to trail her fingernails down his chest and he bucked his hips. His cock was red and swollen, his eyes wild and confused, his hair a mess from her fingers. He looked incredible, she decided.

"Damn, now my panties are all wet." He gaped as she rose to her feet and bent over in front of him, sliding her ruined underwear down her legs. He whined as he leaned forward as far as he could; not being able to touch her was torture. His eyes popped as she reached between her legs and circled her clit, spreading her legs so he could see her better.

"Baby please let me touch you," he moaned. "I need to feel you."

"That's against the rules, Percy," she sighed heavily, as if she could do nothing about it. "But maybe this-" she once again straddled his knee, moaning at the contact. He muttered obscenties as she spread her wetness over his skin.

"Oh yes, that feels amazing," she groaned, throwing her head back. She clutched the back of the chair with both hands as she rotated her hips. He lowered his head so he could kiss her neck, his nose nudging the edge of her bra.

"At least take this off. Fuck, I need to see you."

"I suppose that would be ok," she reached back to unclasp her bra and pulled him down to her breast. "Use your tongue."

"Gladly," he said against her skin, his tongue lavishing every bit of flesh that he could find. She grabbed his hair as his lips closed around her nipple, his teeth raking across her delicate skin.

"Gods Annabeth, let me please you. I want my tongue buried in your pussy."

"Hmmm that does sound nice," she purred, before yanking his head back again, his wide eyes finding hers. "But that would put the control back in your hands and that's not the game we are playing tonight." She rose off of him and he hung his head in frustration.

"Let's be honest, love. I have never had the control." She knelt on one knee and squeezed his dick so hard he yelped.

"What was that, Jackson?"

"N-nothing! Shit Annabeth, oh fucking sh-"

"So eloquent all of a sudden, my sweet," she said with a wicked smile. Her strokes became more insistent and he arched his back as his balls felt heavier and heavier. Annabeth released him and he threw his head back.

"Gah! Annabeth! Please, fuck, please!"

She didn't speak before she circled his head with her tongue and she grinned as she felt him throbbing.

"I think I like seeing you this way," her eyes sparkled between his thighs. "Helpless and wanting. I'm the only one who can make you cum."

"You've always been- oh fucking Hades, Annabeth, please let me cum!"

"You're going to wake the neighbors," she chided.

"Fuck the nei-mmph!" Annabeth grabbed her panties from the floor, wadded them up, and stuffed them into her fiance's mouth. His eyes bulged as his words were cut off and she cupped his chin.

"That's better. Now then." She turned around to position herself in his lap. Her eyes fluttered as she teased herself with his head, her fingernails digging into his thighs as she moved back and forth over him. She was so wet that she was able to slide over him easily, crying out when his head caught the hood of her clit. It would be so easy to sink down over him and oh how she wanted to but she wasn't finished with her punishment. She had watched him all night, smiling at the young girl she worked with, the same one who had told her that Annabeth was far too old for him. She spread her legs and felt the burning in her muscles as she kept herself steady, her hips thrusting forward, grinding her clit against him, and repeating the motions. She heard his muffled moans against her back, his forehead pressed against her shoulder as she brought herself to the precipice.

"Oh gods yes!" She squeezed his thighs and he jumped as her fingernails drew blood. Her head collapsed back onto his shoulder as she caught her breath. Percy nuzzled her neck, wishing he could kiss the tender skin there.

"Your turn," she muttered as she sank to the floor. Percy watched her, his eyes alright with terror and excitement. She knelt between his legs and took him completely into her mouth again. His eyes slammed shut as he threw his head back, praying to the stars that she wouldn't stop this time. He screamed into his gag as the most intense orgasm he'd ever had overtook him; his body trembled as he felt her swallow against him. His muscles ached; his entire body did too, for that matter, but Percy hung limp in his binds. Annabeth rose to her feet and pulled at his gag. His eyes fluttered open at the tender stroke of her knuckles across his cheek. She smiled before she leaned in to kiss him, her current behavior not at all reflecting her previous actions. She reached behind him, her breasts crushed to his chest, as he heard a click and felt his wrists become free. He brought his hands on front of him, rubbing his wrist and staring at her warily.

"You truly terrify me sometimes, you know that?" She stroked his hair and smiled.

"Make love to me?"

Percy had never been able to deny her anything, especially his body. His arms shook but he lifted her up and carried her over to the bed. He lay on his stomach as he licked her slowly, in no hurry to finish her off. When he finally slid inside her, he had recovered enough to go longer than usual. He had expected her little stunt would leave him incapable of movement for the rest of the night but a god need not worry about such things. Thank the heavens.

"WOW," she panted into his arm several hours later. Their third round hadn't lasted long and they both tired quickly. Percy lay his head on the pillow beside her and nodded at the ceiling.

"You started it."

"You finished it. Or rather, you finished me." He shook his head and blew out a puff of air.

"I'm going to get some water. Want a glass?"

"Please." He slowly moved to his feet and she watched his bare ass round the corner. He returned with two glasses and some left over pizza, causing her to snort and shake her head.

"I have no strength left whatsoever and need to eat," he said defensively. She held up her hands in surrender. She watched him eat, her eyes lingering on the many marks she had left him.

"Are you ok?" His brow raised.

"Why wouldn't I be," he asked between bites of pizza.

"We've never...that hasn't happened before. I was just making sure you weren't… upset with me."

"It took me by surprise, that's for sure," he sipped at his water and cleared his throat. "But no I'm not upset with you. Are you still upset with me?"

"I wasn't really upset with you. I know you have denied Carla since the first day she hit on you. I just get angry when I see a hot young thing like that flirt with you. She knows she is beautiful and she prances around the office wearing barely there clothes and it makes me sick."

"She's got nothing on you, Annabeth." She rolled her eyes.

"She's 21 and in amazing shape. And she likes to remind me that I am too old for you."

"Which is bullshit. You're still young, and so damn sexy. She's just jealous of you."

"Maybe because I have a gorgeous fiance-"

"I'm flattered but that's not what I'm talking about," he cupped her chin. "You're smart and everyone knows you are the best architect at that company. You're kind and loving and passionate and can talk your way out of anything. She wishes she has half the brains you do."

"You do know how to be sweet every now and again," she reached over and stole one of his pepperonis, stuffing it into her mouth. "I just...I feel like this is only going to get worse."

"What is?"

"This," she gestured to the two of them. "You're immortal, Percy. I'm not. I'm going to get old and die."

"Annabeth-"

"Why didn't you give this to another goddess," she ran her thumb over her ring. "Or a nymph. I had plenty of those hissing in my ear last week."

"No other woman- nymph, goddess, or mortal- would have taken a poisoned blade for me," he whispered. "No other woman would have stayed by my side in battle. There was no other woman's face in my mind as I dove into the River Styx, and struggled to hold onto a semblance of myself. It was YOUR face, Annabeth. Your voice kept me going. All those months we were apart when Hera took me? I couldn't remember my own name sometimes but you...you were always there. It's how I started to remember things, because I never forgot you. I...I never told you this… never told anyone this, actually, but you were the only one I remembered."

"What do you mean," she said softly, her voice choked with tears. He winced as he fingered the blanket.

"I couldn't remember anything other than Lupa's training at the Wolf House. Except this girl. This beautiful girl with blonde hair and stormy eyes and she would kiss me whenever I did something stupid. So naturally, I got a lot of kisses," he winked and she laughed as she wiped at her face. He pulled her hands to his chest and rested them over his heart. "I thought of nothing else, Annabeth. It was always you in here," he tapped his temple. "And it will always be only you, right here." He flattened her hand over his chest and leaned in to kiss her.

"We will figure it out, like we always have," he leaned his forehead against hers. "But you're never getting away from me."

"You're bleeding," she whined, dabbing at the golden drops on his thigh. "Gods I lost my mind. Why didn't you stop me?"

"I wasn't exactly in a position to stop you," he scoffed.

"Oh please, Percy, you could have escaped at any time."

"It was a new side of you," he shrugged. "And I enjoyed it. I basically got hot angry sex without actually having done anything wrong." She snorted and rested her forehead on his shoulder. He turned his head to kiss her temple and he set the water glass aside so that he could pull her down into the pillows with him.

"Should I get used to that? I mean, was that a one time thing, or... "

"Do you want it to be?"

"Babe, I have never complained about our sex life. Not once. That being said, I'm always open to trying new things as long as we are both comfortable with it. So you can gag me with your panties any time you want. Unless, of course, you know, if Jason or my mom is around cause...yeah." She giggled into his arm.

"I love you, Seaweed Brain," she murmured. She had definitely worn him out as he was snoring softly above her. She rested her cheek over his heart and closed her eyes.

"Love'ma Wise Girl," he mumbled in his sleep, and her smile remained locked in place as she slipped into her dreams.

She was grateful it was Saturday and she didn't have to work because every muscle in her body was screaming from the work-out she had put them through last night. She turned over to nuzzle into the warm body beside her but she sat straight up as she realized there was no warm body to snuggle into. The blankets had been wrapped around her to keep her warm, as it had gotten pretty cold lately. She shivered and pulled the blanket around her as she peered out of the bedroom. She sighed with relief when she found him in the kitchen, whistling Under the Sea from the Little Mermaid as he flipped pancakes.

He was clad in grey boxer briefs, his hair an adorable mess that she longed to run her fingers through. She blushed as her eyes traveled down his back, which was sported a myriad of fingernail scratches, some of them deeper than others. She blushed even harder as she remembered where they had come from; the way he had held her against his chest, his arms wrapped around her, her legs wrapped around his waist, her nails raking along his back as he thrust up into her.

She bit her lip as she approached him. He had keen senses but she knew how to sneak up on him. He still hadn't turned around, his attention on the eggs he was beating on the counter. Her cool lips on his shoulder made him jump and he glanced over his shoulder.

"Thought I would make you breakfast in bed but it doesn't work when you get out of bed early."

"I got cold. No warm body to rub my feet against."

"Yeah keep those icicles to yourself," he admonished as he turned to give her a kiss. She gasped as his lips hovered overs, a confused look crossing his face.

"You...your…" She placed her palm on his cheek, feeling stubble where it had never been before. Percy had always kept a clean-shaven face, soft and smoothe, but today there was a bit of dark fuzz on his cheeks and over his lip. His brow raised and she noticed tiny wrinkles at the corner of his eyes. He looked...older. Still handsome but in a different way. He had never changed his form before. He looked much like his father, but decidedly more handsome. Don't strike me down for that, Poseidon, she thought.

"You aged yourself," she voiced her wonder.

"Oh. Yeah, I didn't think it was that bad," he rubbed his face worriedly.

"It isn't. I mean you look...Percy, you look so sexy like that."

"I didn't always look sexy?" He pouted and she rolled her eyes.

"You know what I mean. I love this," she ran her hand over his facial hair and pulled him down for a kiss. She opened the blanket to allow herself to crush her chest to his and he moaned as he reached down to cup her ass.

"You're gonna make me burn breakfast."

"I can sit over here and watch you." He stared as she dropped the blanket and hopped up onto the counter. Her legs swung over the silverware drawer and Percy

swallowed.

"That's not sanitary."

"Do you really care?"

"Not in the slightest." He moved the pans off of the stove before crossing over to her, pulling her to the edge of the counter and kneeling before her. She buried her hand in his hair as he draped her legs over his shoulders.

"I'll have my breakfast first, then you get yours," he said with a wickedly sexy grin before leaning in and making her swallow her tongue. His name echoed around the small apartment as the god worshipped his demigoddess.

So I originally started this chapter with the idea of angry sex but I really couldn't write it. For some reason I can't see Percy losing control that badly and thought it would be more fun/in character to make Percy the submissive one.

Has anyone else read the Burning Maze yet? I still have not stopped crying :( :( :'-( :'-( but anyway, to that note, I won't be following canon for that particular character. I think they deserved WAY better than they got and I'm super bitter. No spoilers don't worry. If you haven't read it, I would avoid Instagram! It was almost ruined for me. But I digress. LOTS of love for that character though! Ugh.

Only a few more chapters to go! :) Have a great week everyone!

XOXOX