Chapter 21

PART 1 - South Beach

The mid-day streets of downtown Miami were bustling from the Friday lunch hour, with suits flooding the sidewalks and the honking of taxicabs echoing in every direction. When Jason angrily spit out of a tall office building through a revolving door it was into a crowd of people; the passers-by gave the twenty one year-old a wide berth as he growled loudly in frustration and ripped a tie from around his neck. He threw it to the concrete ground with as much strength as he could muster, and then turned to face Percy and Annabeth as they came through the door's next rotation.

"Can you believe that crap?" Jason asked of his friends.

Annabeth tried to calm him. "Jason, you need to relax–"

"My backgrounds need work?" Jason interrupted. "The writing is cliché?! They basically shit on our entire project, Annabeth!"

Percy offered an apologetic smile to a group of passing women who were staring at Jason's tirade.

Jason continued ranting, "Pow! invited us all the way to Miami just to tell us that? They could have done that over the fucking phone!"

Annabeth put her hand to Jason's shoulder, "I think they're interested, hon. In fact, they really seemed to like your concept pieces. They just want to see something more polished."

"More polished my ass," Jason scowled. "It's a pulp piece, it's supposed to look dark and sketchy."

Annabeth bit her lip with worry, unsure of what she could say to make Jason feel better.

"I think Jason's right," Percy said. "They totally missed the point. 'Captain Darkness' is like a period film, we gave it a specific look to match a certain era, and I purposefully wrote the dialogue to be as cheesy as those old comics used to be. I don't think they got it."

"Where the hell was Sam, the submissions editor?" Jason asked. "He was supposed to be there today. Those dickheads we just met with don't have the first damn clue what a good comic book is."

"That was pretty weird," Annabeth agreed. "They said he was 'out' but didn't really explain it any further. I got the sense that maybe Sam doesn't work there anymore."

"How could that be?" Percy wondered. He looked to Jason, "Didn't you talk to him just this week?"

Jason nodded, "Yeah, we texted each other on Monday to set the appointment time up."

Annabeth looked confused, "That was only four days ago. Maybe he's sick or something? That would explain why he didn't re-schedule or let you guys know he wouldn't be there."

"Shit," Jason cursed. "I guess it's back to licking submissions envelopes again."

"Keep your chin up," Percy encouraged. "It's just one meeting; one comic book publisher. There will be others."

Annabeth gave Jason a sympathetic look and pat him on the back, "Look on the bright side, we have the rest of the weekend to enjoy Miami?"

"I feel like going home," Jason complained.

"Oh no," Percy shook his head. "This is the first three-day weekend I've had all summer, and I'm taking advantage of it. We can't let this discourage us. Shrug it off buddy, Captain Darkness isn't dead yet."

"Yeah," Annabeth agreed, thankful that Percy had such a positive attitude. She waved for a cab, "As soon as we get back to the hotel and lay out on that glorious beach you'll forget all about comic books."

Jason looked dubious, "What's so special about the beaches here? It's not like we don't have beaches at home."

The Carlton Hotel, where Jason, Percy, and Annabeth were staying, was situated right on Miami's famous South Beach. Sand and lapping waves were only a short walk from the rear of the hotel, beyond an outdoor pool plaza.

As two stunning women dressed in dental floss bikinis walked by, Jason didn't even attempt to conceal the fact that he was ogling them, "Damn, dude."

Percy grinned as he was applying sunscreen to his arms. The two friends were seated in the sand upon large towels, and Jason had been feasting on the eye-candy since they arrived. Beautiful women dotted the beach as far as either of them could see.

"Seriously dude, I've never seen so much scattered ass in my entire life," Jason remarked. "Even Annabeth would just blend in around here."

"Don't tell Annabeth that," Percy replied dryly, squeezing out more sunscreen into his palm for his torso. He and Jason were wearing only baggy swim trunks, and Percy worried about burning.

"Speaking of Annabeth, where is she?"

"I don't know," Percy looked over his shoulder towards the hotel, "She said she had to get ready, but that she'd be right down."

"Ready? What is there to get ready? It's not like she's coming to a formal occasion, it's the beach."

Percy shrugged, "She was still in the bathroom when you knocked on the door. I don't ask questions about what she does in the bathroom; I'm certain it's unfathomable."

Jason grinned, "You're so fucking whipped, dude."

Percy didn't appear to take insult. "I've been staying at Annabeth's a lot this summer and I've realized the intimate relationship a woman has with her bathroom. I don't understand it, but I calculate Annabeth has spent roughly half her entire life in one bathroom or another."

Jason laughed, "Piper's the same way. One time I walked in on her and she was sitting on the toilet peeing, but she didn't even care that I was there. Then another time I interrupted her while she was doing something to her face with a tweezers and she totally freaked, yelling at me to get out."

Percy seemed to empathize, "Women are strange creatures, my friend."

"Yeah they are, I'll never... ..."

Percy glanced at Jason after his friend went silent.

"Holy shit," Jason half whispered.

"What?" Percy looked in the direction his Jason was staring.

"I was totally wrong about Annabeth being average for South Beach."

Percy spotted Annabeth, who was standing about fifty feet away looking around as though she were lost. She was wearing a yellow bikini that looked spectacular on her toned body, the bottom of which was little more than two strings across her hips that disappeared into the crack of her ass. The top was more modest to help make up for the smaller size of Annabeth's bosom, but lacked shoulder straps and simply stretched around her chest like a narrow band. Her blonde wavy curls were tied back into a kinky ponytail, and Annabeth wore big movie-star sunglasses and a floppy brimmed hat.

Lacking a job, Annabeth had been spending the better part of her summer sunning on the roof of her apartment building, so her golden form was ready for South Beach and she put a majority of the other women in sight to shame.

"Annabeth!" Percy lifted his arm and waved.

Turning to the sound of her name, Annabeth beamed a smile when she spotted her boys and trotted through the sand in her spiked sandals. "Oh my god, how awesome is this? The weather is perfect and there are hot guys everywhere!"

Percy grinned as Annabeth dropped her beach bag in the sand and joined him on his large towel. "You're just in time, I need someone to put sunscreen on my back and Jason refused me."

"Sure baby," Annabeth kneeled behind Percy, reaching for the bottle.

"Annabeth, you're not supposed to be staring at other guys." Jason teased, "Not with Percy right here."

"Whatever." Annabeth spread her palms across Percy's back, "Like you guys haven't been drooling over every girl in sight."

"Jason has," Percy confirmed. "I've been waiting to drool on you."

Jason glanced aside at Annabeth's backside as she knelt behind Percy, "Yeah Annabeth, damn..."

"Quit staring at my ass, Jason."

"Fine," Jason acquiesced. "I'm thirsty anyway. I'm going to go get something to drink, either of you want a soda or something?"

Annabeth shook her head.

"No thanks," Percy replied.

As Jason got up and walked towards the outdoor bar in the hotel's pool plaza, Annabeth laid down beside Percy, but kept herself propped up on a couple of elbows. "See any hot girls you like?"

"Just you," Percy replied safely, putting his sunglasses on.

Annabeth leaned over and kissed his cheek, "You're a sweetie, but come on. Play along. What about that one over there? The one with the big tits."

Percy followed Annabeth's pointing finger to see a tall blonde. The triangles of her bikini top covered her nipples, but little else. "Hmm, nice body but she's got kind of a horse-face."

Annabeth giggled, "Okay, what about her?"

Percy's eyes moved to the next girl Annabeth pointed out, a brunette in a one-piece. "She's not bad. But what about that guy she's talking to?"

Annabeth wrinkled her nose at the muscled guy, "Definitely not."

Percy sounded surprised, "Seriously?"

"I don't like that steroid look," Annabeth replied.

"All right..." Percy scanned the beach, "What about that guy?"

"Ew. Too hairy. His chest looks like it needs a weed-whacker."

Percy chuckled, "So what you're saying is that you like smooth skinny guys like me?"

Annabeth grinned, "You're not that skinny, baby. But yeah, I like smooth slender guys." Then Annabeth got a devilish expression, "Ones with gigantic cocks."

"Annabeth...!" Percy had to grab her wrist as Annabeth playfully reached towards the crotch of his trunks.

"Seriously you two," Jason suddenly reappeared, carrying a large glass containing something fruity. "This is a public beach."

Annabeth looked up, "Oooh, that looks good. Percy would you get me one?"

"But you just told Jason you didn't want anything," Percy complained.

"I changed my mind. Please?"

Percy pushed to his feet with a sigh, "All right."

Jason sat back down on his towel and made a whipping sound, teasing Percy.

Piper frowned as Jason's cell phone went to voicemail. She didn't leave a message, assuming that Jason was probably still in the meeting at Pow! Comics and had his phone off.

"Hello Piper," her doctor greeted, re-entering the small examination room just as Piper was slipping her cell phone back into her purse. "Your test results came back fine, but I'm a little concerned about your blood pressure."

Piper looked immediately worried.

"Have you had any headaches?" the doctor asked. "Blurred vision, or sensitivity to light?"

Piper shook her head, "No, I have been feeling fine. I'm a little stressed over this whole pregnancy thing, but other than that..."

The doctor nodded, "Perfectly normal. I want you to cut back on your salt intake, drink plenty of water - about eight glasses a day, and I want you to try and relax."

"Okay," Piper was making mental notes. "Um, relax? I feel like I do a lot of that already."

The doctor chuckled, "Try not to worry about the pregnancy so much. Maybe get out of town for the weekend, get your mind off things."

Piper blinked, as though her doctor had read her mind. She asked, "You mean like lounging on the beach with my friends all weekend?"

As he wrote some notes in Piper's chart the doctor nodded, "Exactly."

Jason slipped the card-key into the slot that unlocked his hotel room door, "I'll see you guys in a bit, for dinner?"

Annabeth nodded as Percy opened the door to the room they were sharing, "Give us a couple hours? I'll need some time to get ready."

Percy and Jason both shared a grin at that before Jason disappeared into his room.

Jason spotted his cell phone blinking on the bedside stand and moved to check for any messages. He smiled when he saw that Piper had called, though there were no voicemails. There was a text however, and Jason was surprised to see that it was from Sam. Sam was asking where Jason was staying, and if they could meet later that night. Jason immediately texted Sam back, saying that he was at the Carlton Hotel and offered the room number. Jason also indicated that he and Percy were having dinner in the hotel's restaurant, and that Sam was welcome to join them.

Maybe Captain Darkness wasn't dead after all, Jason thought, just like Percy said.

As soon as they were alone in their room, Annabeth was all over Percy. "Let's do it."

"Right now?" Percy asked as Annabeth pressed her bikini-clad body against his. She felt warm and enticing.

Annabeth kissed his chest and neck, "Yeah, you know how horny I get after I sunbathe."

"I hadn't noticed," Percy replied honestly. "I mean, you're always horny."

Annabeth giggled, cupping his cheek in her palm. "You're silly. Remember that day last week you came over after work and I practically raped you?"

Percy made a fond smile, remembering. "Yeah...?"

"I had been on the roof all day."

"But you told Jason you needed time to get ready for dinner?"

"I told him a couple hours. I only need one to get ready. I wanted the other one so you'd have time to stick your big thing inside me."

"You're brilliant," Percy grinned.

"I know." Annabeth reached into Percy's swimming trunks with a smile, "And I want to take good care of you this weekend."

"What do you mean?" Percy asked, untying the waist of his trunks to allow Annabeth better access.

"You've been working so hard this summer," Annabeth kissed Percy's jawline. "And this is your first long weekend. I want to make sure you enjoy it, so I'm going to let you stick your cock in me as often as you want like a good girlfriend should."

Percy breathed out a laugh, "Annabeth, we have sex all the time. Almost every day. Sometimes twice a day! How will this weekend be any different?"

Annabeth looked up into Percy's eyes with a smoky expression, her hand firmly gripped upon his ever-hardening shaft. "Because this weekend I'll be really dirty."

Percy swallowed, his cock leaping in Annabeth's hand.

Annabeth gave Percy's penis one more squeeze, then backed away from him. Her expression was sultry as she reached behind and unhooked her bikini top, letting it slowly fall from her chest. Annabeth slid her palms over her small breasts, squeezing them for Percy, fondling the nipples between her fingers.

Percy murmured, "You are so beautiful, you know that?"

Annabeth smiled warmly at the compliment, sitting back on the large bed. "Take your trunks off," she instructed, slipping her own bikini bottoms down her slender legs.

Percy hooked the hem of his trunks with his thumbs and pushed them down to his ankles, stepping out of them. His erection was already bobbing with arousal, sticking straight out but not yet fully erect.

Annabeth spread her legs and slid her hand over her bald mound, parting her lips with a pair of spread fingers. "Look at my pussy, Percy. See how damp it already is? My pussy knows it's about to get stuffed full of your hard cock, and it can't wait."

Percy stared between Annabeth's legs, noting that her passage was already glistening.

"It's like when you're hungry," Annabeth continued to explain, "and you smell something really yummy, which makes you salivate. That's what it's like for my pussy, Percy. It wants your yummy cock, and it starts drooling in anticipation."

Percy's shaft quickly grew to stand fully erect, sticking straight up, as he watched Annabeth play with herself.

"It wants to swallow that big thing whole, and suck all of its cum out until your balls are milked dry." Annabeth stretched her middle finger back and forth across her clitoris as she spoke her dirty talk, "It wants your babies, Percy. My fertile pussy wants to be stuffed full of your little seeds so it can make children for you."

The dirty talk was making Percy dizzy with arousal.

Annabeth continued, speaking rather matter-of-factly, "Your cock claimed my virginity, so my pussy belongs to you. It's where your cock belongs, Percy. My pussy is its home. No other cock will ever know how sweet my pussy is, baby, because I'll never allow another between my legs."

Percy could take no more, crazy with lust from Annabeth's dirty talk. He strode forward, clutching her around her hips, and thrust his cock towards her entrance.

Annabeth welcomed the intrusion, grabbing his shaft and guiding Percy's penetration. Her ankles wrapped around Percy's backside so that her heels rested against the back of his thighs, and then Annabeth put her arms around his neck as he mounted her. She bore his weight as Percy's chest pressed against hers, her breasts pressed between them.

"Take your pussy," Annabeth whispered encouragingly in Percy's ear as he buried his face into her neck, kissing and licking her sun-kissed skin. She moaned hotly as he started humping between her legs, "Fuck your pussy. That's it baby, take your pleasure from my body."

Percy groaned and leaned back. He pushed Annabeth's thighs off of him and pulled his cock from her insides. Annabeth was confused for a moment, until Percy grabbed her by the hips and spun her around. She figured it out quickly enough and moved her knees beneath her so that she could present herself to Percy. Less than a moment later Annabeth felt his shaft slide back within her soaked passage. She was helpless as Percy grabbed her by the hips and slid her whole body back along the bed, impaling her roughly.

"Uhn!" Annabeth grunted, bearing his cock and bracing her arms on the bed. "Take me Percy, take me like you don't give a fuck about my pleasure. Use me like a bitch, like your fuck-thing. Breed me..."

"Oh fuck," Percy moaned, clutching his hands into the flash of Annabeth's backside, using his grip to pull her ass back into him as he bucked violently against her.

"That's it baby," Annabeth gasped. "My pussy exists to give your big cock pleasure. It wants your baby, Percy, my pussy is begging for it. It wants to give you sons. My body is yours to breed. Your babies will grow in my womb, and my tits will feed them..."

Percy gasped and exploded, his cock pumping what felt like a gallon of semen into Annabeth's depths. His hips bucked, his shaft heaved, and Percy swore he could feel his scrotum shrink as it emptied itself of his pleasure. He couldn't remember the last time an orgasm had arrived so quickly, though it didn't surprise him; whenever Annabeth centered her dirty talk on pregnancy it drove Percy crazy.

But Annabeth wasn't done. She reached beneath herself and Percy could feel it against his shaft as she started to masturbate herself, "Oh Percy, I can feel your messy seeds in me... they're looking for my egg. It's so fucking hot."

Percy unsheathed himself from her sex, which elicited a whimper from Annabeth, and looked down as a strand of her fluids mixed with his stretched between the head of his cock and her entrance. Her ass looked so beautiful and tan, with her cunt hanging beneath it. Percy could see Annabeth's fingers dancing across her clit as she moaned in arousal. Without thinking about it, as though drawn by some unseen force, Percy knelt down and buried his face between Annabeth's ass cheeks.

"Oh god!" Annabeth screamed as she felt the tip of Percy's tongue press against her asshole. "Oh fuck, baby, that's so nasty. Stick your tongue in me... stick your tongue in my ass!"

Percy pushed Annabeth's ass cheeks apart and pressed his tongue into her, ignoring his brain and heeding his loins. It didn't matter to Percy that he was sticking his tongue into an asshole. This was Annabeth, his woman, the one person in the world that had given him more pleasure than he could have ever dreamed of. No part of her was disgusting to him, every inch of her body was beautiful to Percy.

Annabeth clutched at the bedspread with her free hand, masturbating vigorously with the other. The side of her face pressed against the bed and her eyes clenched shut as the wet intrusion of Percy's tongue explored her puckered hole. It felt dirty, sexy, and exquisite. Her orgasm came like a flood, pouring itself through her entire body. Fluids leaked from her pussy, between her fingers, and the scent of it assaulted Percy.

Annabeth collapsed on the bed after her orgasm, exhausted from the power of it. She felt Percy's palm caressing her ass and lower back, then felt his lips kissing the backs of her thighs. She smiled at his gentle touch, "That felt amazing," she whispered.

"Um, you're still on the pill, right?"

Annabeth giggled, "Of course, silly."

PART 2 - Sam

Jason probably would have heard Annabeth's scream but for the fact that he was in the shower and could only hear the water running. Afterwards, he did hear a knock on his hotel door. Assuming it was Percy, Jason simply wrapped a towel around his waist and hurried to answer.

The girl standing at Jason's door after he opened it couldn't have caught him more off-guard. She was short, maybe 5'4", with straight black hair that was pulled back off her head in a messy knot. She had pale skin and green eyes, with square glasses that lent her a nerdy, almost librarian-like appearance. She wore a pair of black slacks and a white buttoned top that was half tucked in, which made it hard to judge her figure but Jason could tell she was very petite.

The girl pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose with a finger, "Um, hi. I'm looking for Jason?"

"Hello, I'm Jason."

"Hi," the girl smiled nervously. "I'm Sam."

"Sam?" Jason looked quizzical. Then his eyes widened. "You mean, Sam? From Pow! Comics?"

Sam nodded, "Yeah."

"Dude! I thought you were a dude!"

"Excuse me?" Sam looked a little confused.

"Your name, 'Sam', I totally thought you were a guy..."

Sam blushed, "Oh, my, I'm sorry. No, I'm a girl."

"I can see that," Jason grinned.

Sam exhaled, "Sorry that was a stupid thing to say. Um, Sam is short for 'Samantha'. Though again, I suppose that's obvious."

Jason laughed, "I feel like a total sexist. But who would have thought a cute girl like you would be into comics?"

A hint of color decorated Sam's cheeks when Jason called her cute. She looked over his towel-clad form and asked, "Um... am I catching you at a bad time?"

"No, not at all. Come in. I'm glad you're here, we missed you at the meeting today."

"I'm really sorry about that," Sam said, accepting Jason's invitation and stepping into the room. "I should have let you know I wasn't going to be there, but life has been really hectic the last couple of days and-"

Sam gasped as Jason reached to latch the door's lock; his towel came loose and fell to the floor, giving Sam a look at his goodies. "Oh, my..."

"Woops!" Jason quickly snatched the towel up and covered his midsection. "Uh, heh. Wow. Why don't you sit down, and I'll go put some pants on..."

Sam averted her eyes, pretending she didn't see anything. "It's my fault, I shouldn't have just shown up like this."

"No, it's cool, seriously." Jason headed into the bathroom. He called out, "So what happened, you said things have been hectic?"

"Um, yeah." Sam sat on the edge of the bed, "I quit my job."

"Seriously?" Jason called from the bathroom. "Why would you do that?"

"Because our senior editor told me Pow! Comics wasn't interested in Captain Darkness, after I advised that we should offer you a publishing deal."

Jason reappeared in a pair of jeans, pulling a tee shirt over his head. "Say that again?"

"He said your style lacked mass appeal and that it wouldn't sell; that it was too corny and cliché."

"It's supposed to be that way," Jason frowned.

Sam nodded, "I know! I tried to convince him of the brilliance behind you and your partner's work, that it was almost a parody of the pulp era. Like satire. The super-powered people all wear fedoras and say cheesy things, and everyone's girlfriend is a reporter. It's intelligent and funny."

"Yeah, but you didn't have to quit your job over it..."

"Yes I did," Samantha replied. "This isn't the first time that jerk ignored my suggestions. He wouldn't know a good comic from his own asshole. He never gave me any editorial power and I was sick of working for him."

"So, um, not to be rude but... what are you doing here?"

"I think Captain Darkness is a really great book, Jason. I was hoping to convince you and Percy to let me be your editor, and take it to another publishing house. I have lots of contacts with other comic book companies."

"Seriously?"

Sam nodded, "Your guys' work really blew me away."

"Oh man, this is great news! Wait until you meet Percy at dinner, he's going to be so excited." Jason moved for the phone, "I'll call him right now and tell him to meet us downstairs."

Barely an hour later Jason and Sam were seated at a table in a restaurant located within the Carlton Hotel, waiting for Percy and Annabeth to come down and meet them. It wasn't busy, for a Friday night, and Jason was enjoying small talk with Sam. He was surprised to find out she was a Miami native, as her pale skin went against the tan stereotype he had of Miami women. He was also surprised to learn that she was twenty five years old, as she looked closer to his own age.

"There they are," Jason indicated when he spotted his friends at the restaurant's entrance.

Sam turned to look, and was fascinated by the dichotomy between Percy and Annabeth. Percy looked much like Jason did, wearing a pair of casual jeans and a tee shirt depicting a comic book character. But it was Annabeth that didn't fit the picture. She was beautiful, almost perfect, and looked like she belonged on the arm of an athlete or rock star. She wore a clinging top and skimpy skirt, common fair for Annabeth but rather attention grabbing to someone who didn't know her.

"Who's that girl?" Sam asked quietly.

Jason lifted a hand, catching Percy's eye to join them. "That's Percy's fiancé, Annabeth."

"Wow, she's beautiful."

"Hey guys," Annabeth greeted when she and Percy reached the table. She held out her hand, ever the friendly one, "You must be Sam."

"Hi," Sam smiled shyly, taking Annabeth's hand.

Jason introduced them, "Percy, Annabeth, this is Sam."

"Wow," Percy said as he sat down. "I totally thought you were a guy."

Sam grinned, "Yeah, I've been getting that a lot tonight."

"I'm really glad you're not," Annabeth said. "Because dinner with these two usually boils down to an argument over who's hotter: Megan Fox or Hayden Panetteire."

"Oh, Hayden all the way," Sam replied. "Definitely."

"See dude?" Jason looked at Percy, "I told you so."

Percy leveled a frank expression towards Jason, "Have you even seen Transformers?"

Annabeth rolled her eyes, "See what I mean?"

Sam smiled at Annabeth, already liking her.

A waitress arrived at the table to take the foursome's order. Afterwards, Sam and Jason explained why she hadn't been at their meeting earlier, and Sam went into depth about her other publishing contacts.

Annabeth remained mostly silent through the conversation, listening to the other three. She noticed that Sam fit right in with Percy and Jason, as she understood their inside geek humor and seemed to know as much about comic books as they did. Annabeth paid particular attention to the body language between Sam and Jason, having a good eye for such things, and immediately picked up on the fact that Sam was attracted to Jason. It was hard for Annabeth to tell if Jason was attracted to her though, or if he was just being flirty in a friendly way.

"So it's settled then," Sam was saying. "I'll send your stuff to some other editors I know. I really think we can get Captain Darkness published."

"But what will you do since you don't have a job anymore?" Jason sounded concerned.

"There are other editing jobs," Sam replied. "I'll find something."

"My dad knows people in publishing," Annabeth suddenly interjected. "Both here and back home in Tallahassee. I'm sure he could find out if any of them are looking for editors."

"Really?" Sam smiled, "That would be really great."

"We should get out of here and celebrate," Percy suggested.

"Celebrate?" Jason asked.

"Yeah, we have a new friend and editor. That's worth celebrating, right?"

"That's an awesome idea," Annabeth beamed. "Sam, do you know any good clubs?"

"Yeah," Sam nodded. "But, um, are you guys old enough to get in?"

"No," Annabeth answered, "But I'm really good with bouncers. I'm sure it won't be a problem."

Thudding club music and beautiful patrons surrounded Percy as he stood waiting to get the attention of a bartender. Looking around at all the stylishly dressed people made Percy feel out of place in his Iron Man tee shirt, but he was enjoying the strobe-light atmosphere nonetheless.

"Damn dude, this place is awesome," Jason said, standing at the bar beside Percy. "I can't believe Annabeth got us here without IDs. What do you think she whispered to that bouncer at the door?"

"I have no idea," Percy replied, elevating his voice to be heard over the music. "I'm not sure I want to."

"What do you think of Sam?" Jason asked.

"She's nice. And she seems to understand what we're trying to do with our comic."

"Do you think she's cute?"

Percy gave Jason an odd look, "I guess I haven't thought about it. Why, do you?"

"Yeah," Jason replied. "I like girls with glasses, I don't know why. Do you think she has a boyfriend?"

"How would I know that?" Percy laughed.

Jason lifted four fingers when a bartender finally approached, indicating that he wanted four tap beers.

Percy reconsidered Jason's question, "Wait, you're not into her, are you?"

Jason lifted an ambiguous shoulder, "How many cute girls have you ever met that know how many different types of kryptonite there are?"

"None," Percy admitted. "But what about Pipes?"

"Huh?" Jason turned his ear closer to Percy, trying to hear him over the heavy music.

Percy spoke up, "You know, Piper? The girl back home who's carrying your child?"

"I don't know, dude." Jason slid some money across the bar as their beers arrived, "Her and I can't seem to align, you know? I sometimes feel like we're trying too hard, like we're trying to force ourselves into a relationship because she's pregnant."

"You think Piper feels the same way?" Percy wondered.

"I think deep down she does, yeah. To be honest, I'm totally jealous of you, dude."

Percy took hold of two of the beers, letting Jason carry the other two. "Jealous of what?"

"Of you and Annabeth," Jason replied. "You guys seem so happy. I wish I had someone like her, someone who was unquestionably crazy about me. I get the feeling Piper is just settling for me."

"Don't settle," Percy said.

"No?"

Percy shook his head, "I think you'd just end up regretting it, even with the baby. Piper too. You deserve to be happy Jason, you're a great guy."

"Thanks Percy," Jason replied. "Good talk. Uh, but don't expect a hug or anything."

Percy laughed.

Sam sat at a small table on the other side of the club with Annabeth, watching the boys at the bar. "Do you know if Jason has a girlfriend?"

Annabeth opened her mouth to reply, but realized that wasn't an easy question to answer.

Sam turned to look at Annabeth.

"There's a girl," Annabeth finally answered. "I'm not sure what their official status is. It's definitely complicated."

Sam looked disheartened at that, turning back towards the bar to watch as Jason and Percy waited to get drinks.

"I can tell you like him," Annabeth said.

Sam's attention snapped back to Annabeth, "Who?"

"Jason," Annabeth smiled disarmingly.

Sam's shoulders slumped, "Am I being that obvious?"

"Don't worry about it. I'm sure my two boys are completely oblivious."

Sam didn't quite understand, "Your two boys?"

"Sometimes I feel like their mother," Annabeth answered. "Like I'm helping them navigate their way towards their goals. I haven't decided what I want to do with my life yet, so I've been concentrating on supporting Percy and his dreams."

"The three of you are pretty close then?"

Annabeth nodded, "I love them both. I mean, of course I love Percy, he's my man. But Jason too. They're both still a little unsure of themselves and their place in this world, but they have courage and wonderful hearts. They're going to blossom into great men one day really soon."

Sam smiled at Annabeth's description, "You seem very wise and perceptive for a twenty one year old, Annabeth."

Annabeth nodded knowingly, "I took a semester of philosophy last year."

Sam laughed, and then saw that Annabeth was being serious. She was about to ask more when the boys arrived with the drinks. "Thanks Jason," Sam said, taking one of the glasses.

The three friends watched as Sam lifted her glass and proceeded to drink the entire thing down.

"Whoa," Jason looked impressed.

Annabeth giggled, "Damn, guys. Looks like your new editor is a party girl."

Sam smiled shyly and wiped her mouth with the back of a hand, "I love this song... do you want to go dance, Jason?"

Jason's expression turned immediately eager, "Sure!"

Sam beamed a smile, hopping off her stool.

Percy watched Sam snatch up Jason's hand and pull him out to the gyrating crowd of people in the middle of the club. He turned to Annabeth and asked, "Do you want to dance too?"

Annabeth shook her head after a long swallow of her beer, "I need to pee."

Percy laughed, "Okay?"

"Will you take me?" Annabeth requested.

"You want me to go with you to the bathroom? That sounds a little weird, Annabeth."

Annabeth indicated the women's bathroom with a nod of her head. "The women's line is too long. Will you take me to the men's room?"

"I'm not sure we should-"

"I can't go in there alone, Percy! I've had like three beers and I really have to go."

"Okay, okay." Percy quickly gulped down his beer before rising to escort Annabeth. He was slightly worried about walking in there with a girl, but as soon as the two of them entered the restroom Percy realized his worry was for naught. It was a large space with a bank of stalls and a long row of sinks; several other women were loitering inside, talking or making out with various men. Two other girls were at the counter with a leather-clad man snorting lines of cocaine.

Annabeth seemed completely at ease, as if she'd seen it all before, though she held Percy's hand tightly while approaching a free stall at the end of the bank.

Percy latched the door closed as Annabeth hiked up her skirt and pulled down her panties. He turned around as Annabeth sat on the toilet. A sheepish grin marked Percy's expression.

Annabeth looked up at him, completely shameless in Percy's presence. "What? Do you like watching me pee or something?"

Percy lifted an amused shoulder.

Annabeth shook her head with a smirk, "Perv."

"Your legs look sexy with your skirt bunched up like that," Percy commented.

Annabeth reached forward and cupped his crotch with her hand, checking to see if Percy was getting hard. "Oh my god, Percy. You totally are a pervert! Are you getting turned on by watching me pee?"

Percy blushed, "Not exactly. I get turned on by you regardless of what you're doing."

Annabeth reached to tear off some toilet paper, "Undo your pants."

Percy's eyes widened, "Here?"

Annabeth reached between her legs to wipe, "Yeah. I can give you a quick pump if you want?"

Percy couldn't get his jeans unbuttoned fast enough, "How did I get so lucky and land a girl as awesome as you?"

Annabeth beamed a smile, "I told you I was going to take good care of you this weekend, baby."

Percy pushed his jeans down to about mid-thigh, "What about Jason and Sam?"

Annabeth pulled Percy's boxer-briefs down and grasped his semi-erect length. "They'll have to jerk each other off, I only service my man."

"No, I mean won't they be wondering where we are?"

"I doubt it," Annabeth said, leaning forward to push some saliva out of her mouth over Percy's growing member. "They're probably making out in the middle of the dance floor right now, or picking out place settings; that girl has got a serious case of the thigh-sweats for Jason."

"He likes her too," Percy agreed with a nod. "What are we going to do about that? I mean what about Piper?"

"Percy," Annabeth leveled a semi-drunk look up at him. "Do you really care right now?"

Percy shook his head, "No, I suppose not."

Annabeth smiled, "I didn't think so." She started moving her grip up and down Percy's shaft, coaxing it to its full erect length. "Warn me before you cum, okay?"

Percy nodded as he watched Annabeth's hand.

Annabeth bit her lower lip in concentration as she swiftly pumped her hand, masturbating Percy with a steady pace. "Remember when I said I'd be dirty for you this weekend? Is this dirty enough for you, baby? Do you like getting jerked off in the toilet?"

"Y-yeah," Percy nodded. "I always like your hand."

"I know you do, baby." Annabeth spit onto Percy's cock again, needing more lubrication due to his size. "If I had given you a blowjob that day in your bedroom when we first fooled around, you'd probably always want my mouth. But I gave you a handjob and ever since you just love it when I pump your big cock like this, don't you?"

"Oh god, Annabeth," Percy moaned, leaning back against the toilet stall door. "You do it so good."

Annabeth worked Percy's entire length, sliding her hand from the base of his cock until the top of her fist hit the ridge of his crown. Every so often she formed an 'O' with her thumb and pointer finger and would concentrate on stimulating his cockhead, causing Percy to gasp.

"I love being dirty for you," Annabeth said. She reached down to her ankles with a free hand and slipped the panties off around her shoes, "Take my panties, Percy."

Percy blinked, unsure of what Annabeth intended he do with them. But he took the panties regardless.

"Show me what a naughty boy you are, Percy." Annabeth involved her other hand in the masturbation, vigorously pumping his length with both, "Smell my panties while I jerk you off."

Percy looked down at the skimpy pink panties in his hand, spreading them to reveal the gusset.

"Come on, don't you want to smell my pussy?"

Percy stared at the panties through eyes lidded with pleasure. He slowly lifted them up and pressed the material against his face, inhaling Annabeth's scent.

"Oh baby," Annabeth cooed. "That's so naughty. You're a filthy pervert, Percy, smelling my panties while I jerk you off in the bathroom.

Percy's erection pulsed in Annabeth's hand as she talked dirty to him. She stopped for a moment, drawing his cock to her mouth and squeezing the shaft. A small bead of pre-cum oozed from Percy's tip, and Annabeth stuck her tongue out to lick at it. He watched with sheer lust in his eyes as Annabeth drew her head back and stretched the pre-cum until it was a long strand between her lip and the tip of Percy's cock.

Annabeth looked up at him with owlish eyes, and then ran her tongue along each of her lips. "Naughty boy," she whispered. "Look at the filthy things you make your girlfriend do."

Percy lowered the panties from his face, Annabeth's scent lingering in his nostrils. "Swallow me," he said.

Annabeth gasped, pretending to be shocked.

"I want to cum in your mouth," Percy whispered.

Annabeth licked her lips one more time before leaning forward. She situated her lips into a tight seal around the ridge of Percy's crown, flicking her tongue against the tip of his cock. She started stroking him again, pumping his shaft eagerly.

Percy's eyes closed and his head rolled back, bumping into the stall's door.

Annabeth sucked with her mouth and milked him with her hand. She grasped Percy's taut scrotum and squeezed, causing him to gasp sharply.

"I'm going to cum..." Percy warned breathlessly. "Annabeth... I'm going to cum..."

Annabeth sped up her hand, pumping Percy's cock rapidly. She could feel it turn as rigid as stone before the first jet of semen erupted into her mouth. She gripped his cock tightly as it surged and pushed its cum into her gulping throat. Percy braced himself against the stall walls, wincing and trying not to cry out with pleasure.

She waited for the last of it to ooze out, coaxing it up Percy's length with a squeezing hand. Letting his penis go, Annabeth licked her lips and swallowed the last of his essence down.

Percy stared at her, breathing heavily.

"I got it all," Annabeth said proudly. "Your cum is in my tummy, where it belongs."

"Jeezus," was all Percy could say.

Annabeth rose from the toilet and pushed her skirt back down her hips. Taking her panties from Percy's hand, she stuffed them into her little purse. When Percy got his pants back into place, she rose to her tippy-toes and gave him a kiss.

"I love you," Percy whispered.

Annabeth beamed warmly, cupping his cheek in her palm.

A crowd of five men and two women were waiting for Annabeth and Percy as they exited the stall. They all started applauding, with the men cheering and whistling.

Percy's cheeks colored and he smiled in embarrassment.

Annabeth seemed unfazed. She simply curtseyed to everyone before taking Percy's hand and walking proudly beside him as they exited the bathroom.

The following morning, Piper stared at the numbers above the elevator doors as they silently counted the floors. She realized she recognized the song playing across the muzak, but couldn't figure out what it was. Was it Lady Gaga? Shaking her head, Piper realized she was probably over-tired and hearing things. She had been on the road for nearly nine hours after all, having left for Miami at midnight. She couldn't wait to see her friends and hit the beach. Falling asleep in the sand with the sun soaking her body sounded extremely pleasant to Piper after being in a car all night.

The elevator doors slid open to the fifteenth floor and Piper exited, walking down the hallway and following the room numbers until she reached 1545... Jason's room. Piper grinned excitedly and knocked on the door. Jason would be so surprised; she hadn't called to let him know she was coming on purpose. Glancing at her watch, Piper hoped he would be awake.

When the door opened it was Piper who was shocked. It wasn't Jason at the door, but a short brunette girl in glasses who appeared to have just woken up. At first Piper thought she might have the wrong room, but then she realized the girl was wearing a familiar-looking Hawkman tee shirt.

"Can you come back to clean later?" Sam was wiped the sleep from her eyes, "We're not up yet."