Hey all! Before I start, I just wanted to say this story is just a little side-project of mine, but I would love any feedback. Also, just as a warning, this chapter turned out a little longer than I'd want it to. I'm still finding that fine line between worldbuilding and lemons. Anyways, expect to see more soon, enjoy! -JC
Percy woke up in a dark room. Wait, who's Percy? He massaged his temples, trying to remember. His head felt like it was being crushed with all the weight of the sky. What? Why was that the first metaphor that came to mind? Suddenly, it hit him like a brick wall. It wasn't a metaphor. He's Percy.
He struggled, trying to remember something, anything. Then, another memory, faint, but clear as day. A girl with honey-blonde hair, holding his hand on the beach. He felt fuzzy all of the sudden. Annabeth, he thought. He didn't know who she was, but it seemed important. Just as he felt like he was making progress, he saw a flicker of light in front of him, and a feminine figure now stood in the shadows.
As she stepped forward, her face became clearer, or rather, it didn't. At first, she had freckles and curly-red hair. She wore jeans and other mortal clothes, and she held a plastic brush in her left hand. Then, her hair turned dark, her eyes became almonds. She now wore a sleeveless white dress, and in her cupped hands was a purple flower that glowed in the moonlight. That form lasted a little longer, but then it morphed into the familiar girl he had seen in his memories.
"Who DARES- oh, Percy Jackson? What are you doing here?"
"Um, I'm sorry, do I know you?"
The woman stared at him, as if she was trying to solve some sort of puzzle. She then raised her eyebrows, her shoulders dropped. Apparently, she had solved said puzzle.
"Oh I get it, Hera is going forth with this crazy plan of hers!" She pondered for a second of two. "No, no this won't work. But of course she wouldn't see it. Well, I guess the only way now is forward…"
The woman walked up to him and softly touched his forehead. In a little square of light between her thumb and index, she held the image of Annabeth. Percy was frozen, he couldn't move a limb.
"I'm very sorry about this Percy, but I'll keep these safe, until you are ready to remember again. It's little consolation, but you have my blessing. You're going to need it."
He had very little time to digest what happened next. He started to feel stronger and taller, but the woman was now nothing but a cloud of pink smoke. Then he quickly fainted and lost consciousness before he could even reach the ground.
When he woke up again, a large wolf was licking his ear. He stood, and started a conversation with who he would later know was Lupa, a Roman goddess that explained some things to him. He couldn't shake an uneasy feeling, but the she-wolf trained him and told him what he had to do. Soon, he was on his way to Camp Jupiter in San Francisco.
For four days he trekked the country, fighting monsters with this sweet pen-sword that always returned to his pocket when he lost it. When he reached the small door in the Caldecott Tunnel, two kids were standing guard. One was a tall, buff, asian kid that had a sweet baby face. The other was a girl, with dark skin and curly hair. When he looked at her, she blushed a little and avoided his gaze. When they eventually let him through the door, he was greeted with the sight of a magical roman camp. On his way inside, some pesky snake monsters almost ate the buff kid, but he instinctively used the water of a nearby river to smash the monsters to bits. Romans watched as he crossed the river and came out the other end smoking, his skin turned tomato colored. The peculiar color-change soon passed however, and he was then instructed to enter the Principia, which were apparently their headquarters.
As soon as he crossed the door, he lost his breath. Inside resided two big chairs overlooking a round wooden table. The table had a big map on it, along with a bowl filled to the brim with M&M's. On one side, a girl studied the map with such diligence, she didn't even bother to look at Percy as he entered. One thing Percy immediately thought however, she was a total knockout. The girl had caramel skin, wavy dark hair that reached her waist, and Percy could even see her freckled face and cute nose. She wore a toga with a belt wrapped around her waist, showing off her impossibly curvy hourglass physique. Because she had one leg in front of her as she bent herself on the table, you could even see her silky smooth legs, up to her thighs. The toga hung by her left shoulder, and it also tentatively showed her busty chest, and honest to the gods he wasn't trying to, but Percy noticed she had no bra on. And for some incredibly weird reason, the more Percy looked at her, the more he felt the lump in his throat that he had since crossing the river.
"So, you must be the newcomer I was told about," she said.
"Yeah, I just arrived. Name's Percy, pleasure to meet you."
He extended his hand out of formality, but he didn't really expect her to notice. He expected right. Percy then pocketed his hand and leaned on the doorframe.
"Pleasure's mine, Percy. I'm Re-"
The girl lost her words. She had taken her gaze off the map and noticed Percy for the first time. Her eyes widened as she did a full-body scan. Percy hadn't really thought about it, but between his ripped-up shirt and his pants that were a little too small for him, he was practically more naked than dressed. The girl blushed hard, and she gulped loudly when she looked at Percy's middle section, which was more or less visible through his jeans. He noticed what was happening, and took the chance to make her blush even harder. He snapped his fingers, reminding the girl where his eyes were. Her cheeks were as red as when he had come out of the river just a few minutes ago. She shook her head a little, then walked up and offered her hand.
"I'm sorry," she chuckled nervously. "You can call me Reyna. I'm Praetor to New Rome, child of Bellona."
Percy shook her hand firmly. He still couldn't help that weird feeling, almost as if what he was doing was wrong somehow.
"Tell you what," said Reyna. "I'd like to show you around, you know, welcome you to your new home."
Before he could even think about it, the girl put an arm around his waist, turned him, and guided him through camp. She showed him the barracks, the battlefields, even the hill where they had all the temples to the gods. As they walked, Reyna ran her hand up and down his back, all while she used her other hand to clutch his arm. Percy wasn't really sure what to make of her, again, this all felt really wrong. In no time they entered New Rome, where a talking statue confiscated Percy's favorite pen. Reyna took him through the streets, and they picked up some coffee before heading to a beautiful garden she insisted on showing him. As they sat on a bench to enjoy the sunset, Percy noticed her hazelnut eyes, looking straight into his. They talked a little, and Reyna was the first to make a move, putting her hand above Percy's. He was pretty bad at reading girls, but it was obvious she was interested the second she looked at him. And even though she was totally his type, Percy still felt an impulse to stop all this and run as far as he could. Just as he was about to pull his hand away, a large explosion crackled behind him. A quick look at the horizon, and Percy saw a Giant with an entire army standing on the hills.
All hell broke loose. Romans fell into battle positions, eagles soared above them carrying weapons. Reyna led Percy into the armory, then the battlefield.
"I hope you know how to fight," she said. "We've been preparing for this attack a while now. We cannot fail."
From there, the battle was a blur. Percy hacked, slashed, punched and stabbed countless enemies. After some time, he looked around and saw Reyna lying on the floor near the boundary of New Rome, with a very menacing Giant laughing above her. Something came over him. He charged, tricked the giant into crossing the boundary, and then used the head of the god-statue to send him back to tartarus. The battle ended, and they'd won. Campers lifted him and chanted his name in unison, carrying him back to the social area. As hero of Rome, he was declared Praetor, mostly by popular consensus, mostly because Reyna kept pushing the idea. When the celebration died, only he and Reyna remained in the dining hall.
"Reyna, I gotta tell you, this is great and everything, really, I'm honored. But I'm no Praetor, I mean, I just arrived at camp today!"
Reyna scooted closer, holding him by the shoulders.
"Percy, after what you did today, after saving my life, after saving ROME, it couldn't matter less that you just arrived. You have the heart of a true roman. Besides, I much prefer to have you at my side than Octavian."
Percy knew all about Octavian. He'd seen his speeches and wasn't really fond of his ways of cutting up teddy bears.
"And I get that Reyna, I do. I'm just telling you I don't really deser-"
This time, he lost his words. In one swift movement, Reyna had pulled his head into a kiss. The first second, he was shocked. The second, an alarm blared in his brain. Something was definitely wrong about this. He didn't want to pull away from the kiss, it seemed rude. Still, he did his best to end the kiss prematurely, using his hands to pull Reyna away from him. He was about to say something, but she put her finger on her mouth in a "shh" gesture. Still dumbfounded, he stood there as Reyna slowly walked away from him.
"Take that as a token of my gratitude, for saving my life," she said, before going inside her room inside the Principia.
As soon as she closed the door, Reyna scowled, lightly hitting herself on the head. Stupid, stupid! she thought. Why had she kissed him? (What a kiss though. His soft, salty lips were so comforting she had a hard time pulling away). I mean, as soon as she noticed he was uncomfortable, she'd saved the situation by telling him it was just a thank-you kiss. But she knew better than that. Ever since she had seen him, she'd been obsessed over him. She never acted like this, flirting with a guy this openly. It was almost like Cupid himself had landed an arrow on her when she looked up from that map. On her defense, Percy was a sight to behold. When she saw him on that door frame, she completely lost her words in the sheer shock of just seeing his physique. The ripped shirt showed off his chiseled abs, his strong arms, his broad, muscular back. His hair was perfectly messy, and his deep sea-green eyes glinted when he looked at her. On top of being good looking, he was brave, and definitely knew how to fight. Hell, he'd even saved her life just now. She usually didn't like that, being rescued like a princess, but with Percy, she didn't mind at all. And to seal the deal, Reyna had seen the bulge on his pants. She still couldn't believe it. She wasn't really sure what to think of what she saw, but she needed to know if it wasn't just a product of her imagination. She calmed herself. There is still a chance to not mess this up, she thought to herself. And with that determination, she went to bed, completely naked of course. And in her dreams, she schemed of ways to make Percy hers.
Percy on the other hand, he could barely catch any sleep at all. He had a terrible headache, and he spent the night second-guessing everything he'd done today, especially when it came to Reyna. Worst thing was, he just didn't understand what was wrong. Reyna was smoking hot, she had the body of a supermodel paired with such a cute face Percy could easily get lost in her eyes. But as soon as she'd kissed him, Percy felt like someone had punched his throat, heart, and gut, all at the same time. Gods, why did it feel like that? He could start to remember some things about his past life, his friend Grover, his brother Tyson, even a girl named Rachel, but he never really had anything serious with her. So why did he feel so guilty? He wasn't sure, but it didn't feel fair to Reyna. He had to stop doing this. Eventually, his eyelids grew heavy and he passed out cold.
Little did he know, it wasn't really his choice. Within a week, Reyna had him curled around her finger.
The first couple of days after their kiss, everything was normal. Percy completed his duties as Praetor, he led his cohort into victory during their training, and he had even made some friends with Hazel and Frank, the two kids he'd met on his first day at the entrance of camp. But Reyna had plans. After the third day, she decorated her neck with a seashell necklace, which was no coincidence, she knew Percy loved the sea, being a son of Neptune and all. Whenever he was around, she walked seductively, moving her hips and taking long steps so that her toga would open more and show off her beautiful legs. During their discussions with the centurions about camp handling, she teased him by rubbing his neck and chest while he tried to discuss how they were going to rebuild after the battle. What made it especially difficult were the constant meetings they had. As Praetors, they had to spend a lot of time together, alone. Reyna took these opportunities to take him into the most secluded places on camp, where he would be totally defenceless against her. They spent time in the gardens, on the terrace of the Principia, even in a cafe that always seemed conveniently empty when they visited. Percy knew this was her doing, calling a few favours to give them some alone time in New Rome. Still, for days, he held his ground. He tried not to look at her when she walked around him. He disarmed her flirty comments. He even managed to survive their private meetings. He knew he couldn't give in, or he would regret it later. Percy didn't know how he knew that, yet he did. But, even with all his effort, after 7 hard-fought days, he finally broke.
It had been an especially long day. He was exhausted from working around camp and really needed some rest. That's when he had the brilliant idea to spend his afternoon in the baths. He should've been more careful, he should've realized this was the opportunity Reyna had been waiting for. He did get some much needed alone time, maybe thirty minutes, but it was soon interrupted as he heard the sound of a girls' feet clapping against the marble. He didn't need to turn around to know who it was. Still, some part of him hoped it was some random girl from camp. He even wished maybe it were Hazel, they were pretty good friends. Yet, when he turned around, he was greeted with Reyna's body standing in the entrance, her hands emphasizing her tight waist.
"Oh, Percy! I didn't expect to see you here! You rarely use the baths…" Her tone was innocent, but she knew what she was doing. "I turned the heat on a little, I hope you don't mind!" As Percy gazed into her eyes, still evaluating his choices, he started to notice the temperature rising. Then, in a blink of an eye, Reyna slid off her toga, exposing her completely naked body to him. Her robes landed on the ground with a thud, and she slowly raised her legs and walked towards the pool Percy was in. His mind was going crazy. He did his best not to sneak a look, but Reyna was just absolute eye-candy. As she walked, her hips moved like crazy, her butt and chest jiggled with every step. He was in a pool no bigger than a normal jacuzzi, meaning, if she got in with him, he'd be toast.
As she approached, he made his valiant effort. "Actually Rey, I think I have to get back to camp, I'm pretty sure Frank asked me to help him with his sparring today." As he talked, he tried to make his way out of the water. He was completely naked, but the water concealed his body pretty well. As he was about to stand, with the water just under his belly button, Reyna took his shoulders and pushed him back into his seat.
"Why do you try and make this so hard on yourself! Just let go. Relax." Percy struggled a little, but Reyna took the chance to sit on his lap, facing him, with her legs wide open, her elbows resting on his shoulders as she spoke directly into his ear. Percy struggled, but he felt his willpower fading, like trying to grab something with incredibly oily hands. Still, he didn't have a boner yet, meaning he had some part of his brain to reason with. He tried to look away, tried to ignore the skin contact with the absolute dime piece sitting on his legs. It was all in vain however, as Reyna took both hands and directed his face into a kiss, all while slowly grinding on his thighs.. As she dominated his mouth with her tongue, Percy started to feel his hard-on forming between him and Reyna. In a matter of seconds, whatever responsible, reasonable part of him, broke. Agh, what the hell! said the last thoughts from his prefrontal cortex. All rationality left his brain, and the animal he had tried to keep caged for the last week was finally unleashed.
Reyna gasped as Percy took the lead. He fought back with his tongue, then used one hand to grasp her hair while the other slid down her curvature into her waist. As she moaned softly, savoring her triumph, she broke the kiss and looked into his eyes.
"Yes, finally! I knew you couldn't keep me out forever!" She ventured her hands on his chest, down onto his abs. "Now, my question is…" She was cut short when her hand grabbed the base of his dick. Her eyes widened, her mouth hung open. She looked down in disbelief, her hand perfectly circling his dick. This can't be possible, she thought. He's as big as my arm! That's when Percy picked her up and turned around, Reyna now laying on the marble floor with Percy still knee-deep in the water. His dick, now fully visible, rested on top of Reyna's stomach, reaching her tits. As she looked, she felt a little nauseous, wondering if she could even handle something that big. Then, when she looked at Percy, other emotions surfaced. Mostly fear, and panic. He stood there, growling like an animal, his eyes bloodshot.
"YOU are SUCH a cocktease!" He snapped, slapping the side of her ass, hard. Reyna, still shocked by his attitude and with her heartbeat jumping like crazy, let out a moan in pain and pleasure. "Walking around camp, naked in that toga of yours!" Another slap, at her left tit that wiggled after the impact. She let out another moan. (A small part of her celebrated, thinking her questionable wardrobe choices had had the impact she desired). "Teasing me! Always trying to touch me during meetings!" He gave her a slap on the cheek, but not as hard as the other ones. It still stung though, and Reyna could feel his handprint already forming on her face. He then slowly pressed his hand against her neck, choking her. She was actually scared. She had pushed Percy too far, and now, well, what stood before her barely resembled a kind, sweet Percy. He looked more like he was ready to kill another Giant with his bare hands, rage boiling in his eyes. Still, with all the courage she could muster, she looked back at him, defiantly.
"Y-yeah? And what are you gonna do about it? Are you gonna fuck me like a man? Are you gonna punish me for being such a teasing slut? C'mon, I dare you. Make me yours!"
As soon as she stopped to think about what she had said, it was too late, she had officially gone overboard. It didn't matter now, anyways. She was dripping wet, her knees raised, her thighs quivering with anticipation. Percy let out a growl worthy of Lupa herself, and in one swift motion, buried his cock to the hilt. Reyna lost it. She saw black spots in the ceiling, and then screamed with pain as she looked down. She patted her stomach, feeling the bulge created by having Percy inside her. She could feel every inch of him, up to her throat. It also felt like she was being impaled with a javelin, being on the verge of breaking in half.
"UGHHHHAAaahhhh!" she wailed. No use. She couldn't speak, she couldn't think. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth flew open. She was at his complete mercy, and it looked like he didn't intend on going easy on her. Even then, she knew there was no turning back from this. He might as well just stamp his name on her body at this point, claiming her. Percy then started thrusting in and out. He didn't go very fast, maybe because he didn't want to, maybe because he didn't need to. She felt her insides being stretched, slowly molding into the shape of Percy's huge dick. He let out soft moans while savoring her grip on his cock.
"Now, I'm gonna make you cum your brains out," he announced.
She tried to respond, but the words just wouldn't form. Not that she was in a position to make demands, anyways. She then let out a mixture of sexy grunts, moans and screams as Percy railed into her like a jackhammer. She lost it even more at this point, entering a complete daze of lust. Apparently Percy was having a little pity on her however, as he decided to cut this interaction short. He was going really hard on her, especially for their first time. He knew she just wasn't used to being fucked like this. Realizing that if he kept going this violently Reyna may get a severe case of brain damage or some other sort of injury, Percy determined to only continue for a little longer. Luckily, a couple of minutes was all he needed. He sped up, hitting her G spot constantly. After keeping his pace and hearing Reyna close to cumming, he thrust deep, pushing past her cervix, straight into the back wall of her womb. He then flooded her insides with his cum, painting her womb white where no one had ever reached before. Percy stayed locked there, releasing audible splurts of his thick cream. At this point, it was too much for her. She let go the biggest orgasm of her life, twitching like crazy on Percy's dick that held her in place as her juices covered him from chest to toe. She then promptly passed out, going limp right there on the floor of the bathhouse.
For a moment, Percy really wondered if he had made her cum her brains out. Now after getting some sexual release, he was hit with a fistfull of realization. First, he wasn't sure what had gotten over him, fucking Reyna like that, slapping and insulting her. Second, he realized he'd lost, given in to his desires. Again, he felt like he just did something horrible (which he did, kind of), but he just couldn't remember. Before he could think too much about what had just happened, he picked up Reyna's body and slung her on top of his shoulder in a surprisingly familiar move. He wondered if girls passed out regularly during his past life. Anyways, he took her toga and did his best to wrap her, before leaving the bathhouse and heading to the Principia. There, he laid her on her bed and covered her, and then went into his room to catch some sleep himself. He passed out as soon as his head touched the pillow.
Later, Percy was woken up by a tingling sensation on his dick. He opened his eyes. It was morning now, and the sunlight bathed the room in a beautiful orange tinge. He noticed his door was open, which was weird, because he was pretty sure he'd- oh. As he looked down, he was greeted by Reyna, who was sucking the tip of his cock while wrapping her hands around the base.
"Rey, what are you doing? It's too early for this. We have a senate meeting today!" She just looked up and gave him the most innocent puppy eyes he'd ever seen. She then lowered her gaze and started sucking his dick again. Percy sighed loudly and dropped back into his pillow. He looked back down again, rolling his eyes in frustration. "C'mon Rey let me go! I'm hungry!"
She took his member out of her mouth with an audible POP. "Percy, after what you did to me yesterday, I'm never gonna let you go. Hell, I still can't stand up properly. I had to crawl my way in here… Besides, now that we're official, you have some new duties. Like bringing your incapacitated girl some breakfast!"
Percy didn't even try to change her mind. Who was he kidding anyways? He obviously liked Reyna, and she liked him back. "Ugh, fine Rey, but can you please let me go!" She smiled as she let go of her grasp on his dick. Percy then got out of bed and rushed into a small private kitchen they had in the Principia. He got two cups of coffee and a few bagels and brought them back to bed. There, he and Reyna had a quick breakfast, both of them naked. Percy was still hard, but he was also still half asleep, so he wasn't tremendously eager to have morning sex. They then got a shower together, dressed up, and headed out into camp to fulfill their daily duties.
Word spread around like wildfire about him and Reyna. Not that anyone was surprised, they all knew it was only a matter of time before they got together. And from there on, it was smooth sailing. They ruled camp together, competing in opposite sides during training, going out on romantic dates in New Rome, and of course having sex almost every day. Reyna got better at it with practice. She wouldn't faint so often, and she was making progress on her deepthroats. Reyna had also insisted on getting his name tattooed on her ass, and again, Percy didn't complain. And for a couple of weeks, he was truly happy. He'd even forgotten his thoughts about regretting hooking up with Reyna, so far, it seemed like he made the right call.