A/N: this chapter is 1/4 declarations of love and 3/4 lemon so you have been warned.
Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson
Percy was alternating between pacing around his room and laying pitifully on his couch and he replayed their farewell when he heard a loud knock. Percy approached the door and peeked through the peephole to see Annabeth. She hadn't changed since their date and was holding a plastic bag in her hand. Even with his limited view he easily recognized the determination in her eyes.
Percy took a deep breath and stepped back from the door. He swallowed past a lump of emotions that refused to lay dormant and swung the door open.
"Hi," Annabeth managed in barely more than a whisper. She had knocked so confidently but now, as she stared her fear in eye, she felt her brain cowering. Luckily it was her heart that allowed her to move forward.
"What do you want?" Percy asked, sounding tired. He leaned against the door frame, successfully blocking the entrance. Annabeth licked her lips nervously. She knotted her hands behind her back, the bag in her hand swinging slightly behind her.
"I-I'm sorry," she uttered. Percy peered down at her with a defeated expression. He let out a sigh and pushed off the door frame, ushering her into his room. Her eyes flicked around the familiar area, settling on his bed. She strode towards the bedroom, Percy following closely behind.
"Sit?" Annabeth suggested, motioning towards the bed. Percy obliged, leaning comfortable against the bedding. Annabeth took a deep breath and began wringing her hands in front of her.
"You don't want to sit?" Percy questioned and began moving over though there was an abundance of space on either side of the enormous hotel bed.
"No no," Annabeth said quickly, stopping his movement, "I- I practiced this standing."
"Practiced?" Percy chuckled, raising his eyebrows. Annabeth shot him a pointed look.
"Don't laugh at me," she snapped. Percy raised his arms up in surrender then let them fall back, leaning back to balance on his elbows.
"Why are you here, Annabeth?" Percy asked, his voice taking a more somber tone as he remembered the position they were in. Not exactly a happy place.
"I'm here to say what I need to say," Annabeth uttered slowly, avoiding the brief monologue she had prepared.
"So speak," Percy said then fell silent, his intense eyes watching her intently, even when she wasn't looking at him and rather her feet.
"I came here to say I'm sorry," Annabeth voice was quiet, shy almost. She lifted her eyes and the minute second gazes interlocked her mind was wiped clean. She could no longer remember the long drawn out speech she'd rehearsed in the elevator. She could no longer recall the sensible, concise talking points she'd thought up.
Annabeth mind may have forgotten everything but her heart was still fighting forward. It knew something had to be done and so Annabeth began speaking without consulting her brain, something she didn't normally do unless she had at least ten shots in her.
"I'm sorry. In the car you told me you loved me and I got scared, and as much as I'd like to fight it I'm still scared Percy. I don't know when or why I started falling for you. I don't know if it was the first time we met, when you were a total dick to me, or the next time, when you made my friend faint.
"All I know is that I did." Annabeth took a deep breath and continued on her tangent, "I fell for you and the way you make me feel. Because you can always make me smile and because when you look at me my heart does back flips and my belly becomes a butterfly exhibit.
"My whole life up until now has been a sequence of unfortunate events. It's hard to believe I can be this lucky. It's unbelievable to me that I could be in love with a guy I met less than a month ago and even more unbelievable that he might love me back.
"In the car, when you told you loved me I freaked out because it all became real. You love me, Percy. And I love you. And what goes up must come down. I was just scared everything was going to go to shit and look what I did, my own actions accomplished that perfectly." Annabeth chuckled humorlessly.
"You think I don't believe our relationship will last, that the feelings we have for each other aren't permanent but it's the complete opposite. I'm scared because I feel much more for you than is normal for a two week relationship. One day you'll move on but I won't, I'll have your image forever burned into my mind. I couldn't bear the thought of your name branded on my skin too.
"But then I got out of the car and I thought about it. I thought about what Piper has been telling me for weeks now. And I came to a realization: I'm so desperate to hold onto this moment, to us, that I'm losing you in the process.
"Point is I'm sorry," Annabeth smiled for the first time through her speech. Her eyes had wandered back to her shifting feet during her dialogue.
Percy stood up, a small smile coloring his face. He took a few small steps towards Annabeth and pressed a calloused finger under her chin, urging her eyes up, "Say it again" he whispered, tilting his head down towards hers.
"Like the whole speech?" Annabeth asked, looking slightly frightened. She could vaguely remember saying something about him being a dick and her heart doing back flips but not much more.
"No," Percy shook his head but didn't shift his eyes, "the I love you part."
"Oh," she giggled, her lips widening into a giddy smile, "I love you, Seaweed Brain." A wide grin broke out across Percy's face and Annabeth was sure his face would split in two. She had never seen him smile so wide.
"I love you," he managed through the constricting smile, "Wise girl!" Annabeth was about to say the same back but his hands were suddenly at her waist and he was lifting her into the air.
"Ahh," Annabeth let out a half scream, half laugh, as he happily spun her around in circles around him. After two full rotations he put her down, smiling sheepishly.
"Sorry," he let her go and scratched the back of his neck a bit embarrassed, "I got a little carried away."
"I don't care," Annabeth shook her head and threw herself forward, her lips crashing down onto his, her hands clasping securely behind his neck for support. Percy stumbled back, the bed breaking his fall. His arms dashed forward and caught her, circling around her body and holding her tightly to him.
Percy moved his lips against hers and felt warmth filling him. His tongue snaked across her lips, requesting access which she gladly provided.
"I love you," he pried his lips from hers and husked. Annabeth felt his warm grip on the back of her bare thighs and jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist.
"I love you," she repeated back to him. Her heart was beating so rapidly within her chest she thought it might burst. Percy fell back onto the bed and she easily straddled him. Annabeth felt the fear in her chest quickly surpassed by her expanding heart and imagined this was how the Grinch must have felt after Christmas.
"I love you," Percy lips left hers and traveled down her jaw to just below her ear, sucking delightfully. Annabeth shuddered at the feeling. His hands roamed her body, hungrily pulling her down onto him.
Annabeth ground her hips into his growing erection and felt him further harden against her. He groaned deep in his throat and her hands pulled roughly at the seam of his shirt, hastily tugging it up over his head. Percy growled, nipping lightly at her neck. His hands savagely jerking at her romper.
"What the hell?!" Percy hissed, removing his lips from Annabeth's golden skin to inspect the article of clothing.
"What?" Annabeth asked, breathless. Her fingers still tangled in his thick hair, trying to tow his lips back to hers. Her grip was strong and their lips met feverishly but she was only successful for a minute or two before Percy was once against distracted by the clothing.
"Annabeth," his brows puckered as he stared down at the white romper.
"What Percy?" Annabeth questioned impatiently, trying to ignore how cute he looked with his brows furrowed.
"How do you get this off," his voice was soft and thoughtful as though he were genuinely confused.
"Let me," Annabeth laughed, shimmying off of him. Percy made a small noise of protest but let his large hands fall from her thighs. Annabeth stepped off the bed, smiling shyly.
Percy sat up on his elbows and watched her undo a button behind her neck. His lips fell into a natural expression, the corners quirked gently upwards as they always seemed to be around Annabeth. He watched in awe as the gorgeous girl standing in front of him slid a strap off her slender shoulder, the color of the cloth emphasizing her summer tan.
Annabeth took a deep breath and let go, allowing the entire garment to slid sensually off her body. She took a tentative step towards Percy who was staring at her as if she were a Greek goddess, a lovely pink tinged her cheeks at his expression of admiration.
"Gods you're beautiful," he breathed, adoration clear in his tone. He stood up, closing the space between them by pressing a chaste kiss to her lips. His hands ran up and down the sides of her partially naked body, treasuring every bit of it. Percy broke their kiss, positioning his forehead against hers. He closed his eyes, breathing her in.
"You too," Annabeth responded. Percy chuckled softly, believing it a joke but Annabeth had been serious. She used a finger stroke the stubble along his sharp jaw line and gently trace the soft curve of his silken lips. He really was beautiful.
His eyes fluttered open and Annabeth bit her lip to avoid leaning forward to kiss him. They were only a few millimeters away from each other. She could feel his hot exhales tickle her skin as she stared into his mesmerizing eyes; behind them seem to lay an entire ocean, the never ending waves rolling over each other.
Their lips still not touching, Annabeth lifted onto her tiptoes so she might better gaze into his orbs, her own irises dark with desire. With one hand on the back of his neck and her fingers playing with the dark curls at the nape, Annabeth slowly walked backward towards the bed. She guided Percy's body, keeping it flush against hers, until he was laying over her, his elbows balancing his weight.
"Annabeth," he groaned, kissing her shoulder as her hands blindly reached for his belt. Her head was rolled to the side, allowing him better access as her fingers fiddling with the zipper of his shorts. She finally got them open and wrapped her finger around his waist band, yanking both his bottoms and his boxers down to his knees one swift movement.
"Percy," Annabeth palmed his newly released member, "I need you inside of me." Percy, seemingly ignoring her, continued peppering her body with kisses. "Per-" she was about to repeat when he picked his head up to meet her eyes and she was silenced by the raw emotion behind them.
"I love you," Percy said and there was something different about his words this time. They were softer, shaky almost, utterly sincere. Annabeth felt tears spring to the corner of her eyes at the passion communicated through his tone.
Annabeth nodded, not trusting her voice to speak. Her pupils flitted upwards as she attempted to blink away the hot tears threatening to disturb her vision. She felt Percy's breath move down her neck and shivered when his lips quickly followed.
Percy trailed his kisses down her body, committed every bit of her to memory. His hands gliding down her body, praising it's perfection as she shuddered above him. He reached her hips and whispered, "lift," sensually before biting lightly on her inner thigh.
Annabeth easily followed his instruction and felt him slide the thin strip of satin down her legs and off her body, leaving her completely naked. Any self doubt was subdued by Percy's breath between her legs. He hooked her legs over his shoulder and brushed a soft kiss against her wet lips. Annabeth moaned loudly as the tip of velvet tongue dipped into her. She fisted the sheets tightly, needing something to keep her reigned in reality as he continued his steady and excruciatingly slow assault.
"Percy," she breathed. Annabeth's head fell back against the mattress and a strangled whimper escaped past her gritted teeth. Percy felt his cock twitch painfully at the lovely sound. She involuntarily bucked her hips at his playful lapping and in response Percy placed his fingers on her hip bones, gently pushing her back down into the mattress. With a loud cry of pleasure Annabeth found her release, juicing flowing out of her.
Percy drank up every last bit of her, enjoying the way she writhed in pleasure before him. He slowly rose, positioning himself over once again. Annabeth had barely came down from her high when he plunged into her. She gasped audibly at the sudden feeling of fullness.
Percy pushed into her in long graceful thrusts. He placed a sweet hasty kiss on Annabeth's bruised lips before nuzzling into her neck. Annabeth moved her hips in tandem with Percy's, her eyes shut tightly in order to fully savor the feeling. She felt a familiar tension gradually building in her lower abdomen.
"Fuck," Percy felt himself nearing his end quicker than usual. He suspected it had something to do with the emotional connection that seemed to heighten his every sense right now but wasn't in the right state to think through the theory. Luckily for Percy, despite his performance being brief, he could tell Annabeth was on the edge too.
He began to put more power into his thrusts, pushing himself harder, deeper. The action made Annabeth scream in complete bliss. Her fingernails clawed at his back, digging into his shoulders as her orgasm tore through her with an impressive heat. Percy drove into her one last time before he lost control, the feeling of her pussy clenching sporadically around his shaft too much to handle.
Percy let out a guttural groan and spurted hot ropes of seed into her still pulsating cunt. Annabeth didn't notice, still floating somewhere near cloud nine. Annabeth sighed, her grip on Percy's shoulders loosening slightly as her body relaxed. He hovered over her, his dick still embeded deep inside her, watching her as she came down with half lidded eyes.
Once her breathing had normalized and her heart had stopped beating at 100 bpm she peeked up at him. The minute she saw his loving smile and adoring eyes her heart rate began to rise again.
"Thank you," she whispered, arching her back and curving her body into his as she kissed him softly.
"For what?" Percy asked, his marvelous eyes veiled by his dark lashes.
"Being here," Annabeth mused, "loving me." She didn't know exactly why she'd thanked him. It just felt right in the moment. Maybe she was thanking him for coming into her life at all, for loving her despite her insecurities, for making her truly happy.
"How could I not?" Percy shifted above her, pulling out and rolling beside her onto the enormous bed. Annabeth let out a pitiful whimper when he detached their bodies but then he wrapped an arm around her torso, pulling her body against his and she was content again. She felt him push back her hair and trail kisses down the back of her neck, a silent promise written in every brush of his lips.
"Percy," Annabeth giggled as he reached her back, shivering as he gently traced her spine with the tips of his fingers.
"Are you hungry?" Percy asked out of the blue, removing his lips from her skin and jumping up. Annabeth recognized the ADHD tendency and, as much as she missed Percy's touch, she was incredibly hungry. She hadn't eaten since lunch with Piper and Jason.
"Yes," Annabeth responded, sitting up to see him nod and reach for the phone. He threw a paper menu at her and called the front desk.
"What do you want?" he asked, nudging his head towards the room service menu now splayed out onto the bed. Annabeth picked it up and quickly scanned the titles, pushing past her dyslexia.
"Burger?" she suggested, glancing up at him. He replied with an approving smile and turned his attention back to the phone.
"Hi, yes," he began, "I wanted to order room service to-" as he continued to order Annabeth threw herself back onto the bed, the cold breeze reminded her how naked she was. She wrapped herself in the warm covers and resisted the urge to laugh hysterically. There was so much joy bubbling within her she didn't know what to do, how to react.
She'd never felt like this before and could never imagine feeling this way about anyone else. Annabeth closed her eyes, a silly smile permanently plastered on her lips. She couldn't believe how lucky she was. Maybe all the bad in her life was leading up to this moment. All the horrible events had shaped her so she and Percy would fit perfectly together.
Earlier today she'd exited the car with so many doubts, so many worries all swirling around in her mind. 'I love you,' three little words that she had always feared because the feeling seemed to last a moment before everything went to shit. This felt different. She could picture a future with Percy. There was nothing that could keep them apart. If they could overcome all the obstacles standing in their way they could overcome everything.
The minute the eight syllables had left Percy's lips she'd been filled with dread but to her surprise the more she thought about it the dark feeling faded. She had begun her walk back to her room only to realize there was no where she wanted to be more than with Percy.
She didn't need to think it over, she loved him. She loved him and she wanted him to know just how strong her feelings really were. Annabeth decided the only way to silence his doubts was through a romantic gesture. Unfortunately she knew nothing of romance and so she ran to the nearest convenience store, searching for something, anything to assure him of the depth of her feelings.
Annabeth felt a soft prickling feeling and knew Percy's gaze was on her. Her eyes fluttered open to greet him.
"Hey," Percy's voice was soft and husky, sending shivers through Annabeth's body.
"Hi," Annabeth replied, reaching forward to pull his lips to hers. He eagerly obliged, gently pressing his lips to hers.
"Do you think we have time for another round before room service gets here?" He mumbled into her, flipping them so Annabeth was on top of him, straddling his hips.
"Definitely," Annabeth breathed, rolling her hips against him. She spared him the long detailed explanation of the process by which the room service food was prepared and kissed him instead.
A/N: Really really really sorry this took so long but I was on vacation. I know this is probably shit writing but I have tons of homework so I can't read over it.
