Author's Note:
Hey there. This is a quick update, I know. But I wasn't in the best of moods, so this came out. So, yeah. Enjoy, my loves.
PS: You guys always mention my cliffhangers. I'll tell you a little secret…
…I LOVE THEM! It's only because they make me like the books, wonder about them, and get them into my head. So, yeah. They DO cause a lot of distress and stuff. But it gets ya thinkin', dunnit? ;-)
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Annabeth's POV:
I woke up with two things: a serious migraine and Percy cuddled with me.
The second kind of erased the first, but only for a bit, since the sweet feeling that was bubbling inside of me was overwhelming in the best way possible. I felt perfectly at peace, but was overflowing with a sense of…security and deliciousness. His arms kind of did that, I guess.
They were smooth and long and not hard like most guys, but just hard enough. They were…well, perfect. And when the held me tightly, yet not too tightly, and I purred with delight. That's what they made me feel. Wrapped around me, I mean.
Delight. Joy. Soft. Sweet.
I yawned, and felt Percy grumble. Slowly, last night seeped back in. I didn't even want to think about the dream. Why should I? It was only a dream.
It was nothing. Nothing. Nothing to be worried about…nothing to care about.
But it scared me. It scared me so, so much.
After remembering the dream my mind began registering what a weakling, what a girl, I'd been once the fear had gripped me. Percy must think of me as some stupid damsel in distress. Some kind of girly girl.
Yuck. How was I supposed to live this down?
Oh, you stupid girl, said a voice at the back of my head. The rational one that I really didn't like all that much. Its PERCY. Just tell him. He'll understand. He always does.
I smiled at that. He did always understand. He wasn't judgmental or anything like that. He just had a bit of an over-protectiveness issue. Not that, in my current situation, I minded.
Ugh. Maybe the whole girly girl thing hadn't just been when I was scared. Maybe it was when I was hormonal, too.
A bit later, I realized how I was sleeping. If you haven't guessed, I wasn't the most conscious person at that time. But when I saw the way we were sitting, I was a hell of a lot more alert.
I was pretty much on top of Percy, in his lap, even. My legs were thrown over his, like some kind of throw, one of them in between his. One of my hands was on his shoulder the other on his abs. And, really, they felt good there.
But the worst part was that my head was nuzzling his neck. And that felt far, far too good. I barely contained myself from kissing his neck a little, since my lips were already touching it.
I swallowed hard.
It was scary how much I wanted to kiss him, touch him, everything him, at that moment. I wished I could, but instead I lay perfectly still. It was hard to do anything at that moment. Especially move.
But, somehow, a laugh took over. I wanted to laugh at the fact that I'd been all sweet and mellow….then a second later I wanted to devour the sexy, wonderful guy beneath me. His hair was messy. His skin smooth. His face built in this sharp, beautiful way. And his neck…his neck held this smell, this way.
At that moment, I was willing to do anything, anything, to keep him as mine. Forever.
But he just had to wake up.
Percy's POV:
I woke up with this beautiful girl in my arms.
Since I was barely conscious, I thought it was just some girl. I kissed the girl's hair, relishing this smell it had. It was an addicting smell, lemony and almost like laundry detergent, but subtler.
I noticed that the hair was blonde. Annabeth has blonde hair…Hmm…, I thought. What a coincidence. My thoughts were like that, empty yet full. This body on top of me felt perfect against mine. Made me a bit horny, but it kind of tamed me at the same time. It was firm and smooth and long and fantastic.
And, best of all, it was tangled with mine.
I yawned, stretching my body and taking my arms away from the girl. She was curled up on top of me, but wasn't all that heavy. But stretching wasn't a very good move for two reasons;
Because I got my feeling more of this girl's body against mine, and, man, it felt hot. She was partially between my legs which made this lazy, goofy smile erupt onto my face.
And because then I saw her face.
And it made me wonder…when'd I become so stupid?
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