Disclaimer: I do not own PJO & all characters are over the age of 18 in this fanfiction.

Percy

Percy Jackson couldn't believe that he would be dragged along on a field trip to a museum in his senior year of high school. Despite this, he was determined to be on his best behavior and avoid injuring any of his teachers' wrath just this once- if he didn't graduate this year then his mom would be disappointed.

He gazed out of the scratched up bus window watching the sea of cars and yellow cabs flow past the stereotypical yellow school-bus as they drove through the arteries of New York city towards what he was certain was going to be a disaster. Him and field trips never mixed.

There was that time when he had caused his whole class to take an impromptu swim in the shark tank at an aquarium, and another where he had accidentally walked into the women's changing room and staring at the undressing figures for a bit too long.

His increasingly heated musings were interrupted when Grover, his best friend, was pelted in the head by a PB&J thrown by Nancy Bobofit, a red headed kleptomaniac who deserved to be pushed down a couple of pegs.

"I swear to god she is dead-" he growled under his breath as he shot up from his seat to stare daggers at his current mortal enemy for as long as he had attended Yancy Academy.

Grover grabbed him by the shirt and hissed under his breath, "c'mon man, you're still on probation. if you get in trouble again you won't be able to graduate. She's just not worth it," he reasoned desperately.

Percy snorted as he gave Nancy a once over observing her short skirt and obviously stolen denim jacket covering her tight shirt. "You're right, G-Man. She isn't worth it."

Percy sunk back into his seat with his head in his hands. Nancy wasn't going to make this field trip easy and feeling so powerless to protect his friends was eating him up inside.

Percy did his best to ignore the smirks and taunts coming from Nancy and her posse as him and Grover filed off the bus and followed his favourite teacher, Mr Brunner, into the museum and towards the Ancient Greece exhibit.

He was no academic but Latin, and by extension mythology were the only areas of school he was barely passing. Everything about the Greek Gods sounded interesting, from their powers to their love of everything erotic.

"Mr Jackson," Mr Brunner called out suddenly pulling Percy from his musings, "now what is happening in this statue- and remember to keep it PG," he warned.

Percy was dumfounded by Mr Brunner's question before he locked eyes with the statue- it was of a naked female barely covering her large and round breasts with her hand and her pussy hidden behind her thighs.

Not wanting to get in trouble for an inappropriate answer, he feigned innocence, "uh, is it a goddess?"

Mr Brunner gazed on him sadly from his mortised wheel chair as if he expected better from him. "Mr Jackson, this is the goddess Aphrodite, who is the deity of love, among other things-" he trailed off carefully, not wanting to encourage the snickering among his classmates.

"I expect only the best from you, Percy Jackson," Mr Brunner added. He pushed Percy harder than any teacher before him and he just didn't know why. He had dyslexia and ADHD and had never made above a C- in his entire life.

"After lunch I'll want you to be able to answer how this… statue can be applied to your life and future," he continued giving Percy as strange look.

As Mr Brunner continued their tour and explaining what all of the relics and carvings meant, Percy's mind kept drifting back to the beautiful statue of Aphrodite- beautiful didn't cut it for him. Downright sexy was a better word as his pants tightened at the thought of what she would look like in real life.

His imagination continued to run wild and by the time his fantasy had run its course, the whole class was back by the large steps at the museum entrance spilling out of the building for a much needed lunch.

Percy and Grover shuffled along with their classmates and sat on the edge of the grand fountain.

"Can I have your apple?" Grover asked out of the blue and Percy nodded before passing the fruit to his ravenous friend. He had lost his appetite for food as he continued to think about what he would to do the goddess if she were right there.

Again, he was interrupted from his desires when a familiar freckled faced red-head dropped a half-eaten sandwich on Grover's lap. "Oops…" she sneered as she looked down on the two.

Percy saw red and Grover tried to reassure him. "I like PB&J's, I really do!" he insisted but Percy was done with Nancy's sense of entitlement and there was suddenly a tug in his gut and the next moment Nancy was sprawled out in the shallow fountain crying for Mrs Dodd's.

"Mrs Dodds!" she screamed, "Percy pushed me in the fountain."

Percy's demonic maths teacher descended onto him in the blink of an eye, which caught him off guard as he last saw her about 25ft away looking disappointed with her life choices.

As she started to lecture Percy, Nancy crawled out of the fountain and ran inside the museum sobbing, clearly trying to get Percy into more trouble.

"Now honey," she started, her voice like nails on a chalk board, "you will go and apologize to her this instant and buy her new clothes at the gift shop."

Percy stared at her in shock, not expecting this as his punishment.

"Now!" she cried pointing towards the grand entrance to the museum as Percy sprinted after Nancy muttering under his breath in contempt.

He followed the puddles that littered the floor sprinting past confused visitors and cross staff before the trail stopped at the women's restroom. Sighing, Percy looked around and seeing no one around him, he steeled his nerves and pushed open the door and entered.

"Nancy?" he called cautiously. He really hoped she was the only one in the bathroom or he was in big trouble.

he received no reply but could see the trail leading into one of the stalls and could hear her sniffling.

"Nancy, I know you're in here," he continued, annoyed at having to chase after the overreacting kleptomaniac.

"Go away, Percy!" she hissed venomously.

"Mrs Dodds told me I had apologize to you…" he continued awkwardly.

"Well I'll tell her you didn't and you'll be in big trouble," she jeered from the safety of her cubicle.

Percy sighed and drummed his fingers on his jeans. "Look Nancy, I'm sorry," he continued hoping the this wouldn't lead to his expulsion from Yancy.

"I said I don't care," the angry voice of Nancy reverberated throughout the marble clad bathroom causing Percy to panic. His mom would be really disappointed if he was expelled, he just knew it.

Seeing no other option, he dropped to his hands and knees and crawled under the bathroom stall to Nancy's shock. "What are you doing?" she gasped, almost unable to form words.

"Nancy, I'm sorry," he repeated. After seeing her genuine tears he began to feel sorry for her.

"Ok, ok," Percy stated, "let me make it up to you," he pleaded.

"Wha- how?" she spluttered, still in shock by Percy's presence in the women's restroom.

Percy brain went on overdrive on how he could show her how sorry we was before his mind drifted back onto the alluring statue of Aphrodite. His chiseled face lit up with a crooked grin as he explained his plan to Nancy.

"I know how to make it up to you," he explained cautiously, waiting for her response.

"How?" she retorted, her voice still hard and vicious.

"I- just close your eyes and I'll show you," Percy stated, his deep green eyes pleading with his fellow senior.

"Fine," she snapped, squeezing her sickly green eyes shut and covering them with her hands.

Percy took a deep breath and prayed to all the gods he knew, and the Aphrodite statue that this apology would be sufficient. He leaned into her sitting form and pressed his lips to hers, increasing the pressure when her eyes flew open in shock.

"Wha-" she spluttered as Percy treasured her by cupping her freckled cheek gently and deepening his kiss.

Part of him was disgusted at himself because this was Nancy of all people, but the other part of him was overrun with an unquenchable lust that begged for fulfillment.

Nancy leaned into his kiss as he lifted her up and sat down, bringing her down onto his ready lap. His member was already rock hard and itching to be let out.

Nancy moaned as adrenaline and lust spread through her body.

The 18-year old Percy reached for her short skirt and roughly pushed it up past her waist as he drooled at the sight of her dampening pink panties.

Nancy shuddered at his touch as he rubbed her wet pussy over he drenched panties slowly. "Oh Percy," she moaned in pleasure, "please…" she begged.

He didn't think that she would accept his apology but he wasn't complaining. Percy gripped her panties and pushed them to the side of her glistening folds as he took in the sight- his cock was pulsating as it begged to be released into Nancy's warm snatch.

He tentatively touched her wet folds, and hearing her desperate moans gave Percy confirmation that whatever he was doing, it felt amazing to her. Her gently massaged her enlarged clit, eliciting a sudden gasp from the red-headed Nancy that was grinding herself on Percy's clothed crotch.

"Yes…" she cried as Percy continued his exploration of her womanhood. Wanting more, she unbuckled Percy's belt and frantically slipped his throbbing erection from its prison and stroked its length in fascination.

Locking eyes with her, Percy lifted her up as he positioned his throbbing cock at her entrance before slowly letting her slide along his 8-inch length. "Percy-" she purred as he filled her love canal.

Percy gasped at the tight and warm feeling of Nancy's pussy as he felt his pre-cum release into her. Yearning for more, he began to lift her back up and letting her slide back down his rock hard length, getting more and more turned on by her frenzied moans.

"Fuck me, Percy," she cried, clearly having forgotten that they were in public. But Percy didn't care, all he was interested in was fulfilling his primal lust.

The rhythmic slapping of flesh echoed throughout the bathroom as the two classmates increased their pace. Percy growled in pure bliss as Nancy's tight cunt squeezed every inch of his shaft and drove him to his climax.

"Nancy-" he cried as he was slamming into her pussy, "I'm gonna cum!"

As he felt his orgasm approaching, he pulled out of her warm cave frantically and felt a sensation of pure bliss and warmth spread from his tip all throughout his body as torrents of cum shot out of his dick onto Nancy's black skirt.

"Percy!" she cried at the sudden combination of the loss of his cock from inside her and the river of cum he had shot onto her skirt, "people are gonna see that!" she gasped again.

"Don't worry," Percy reassured as he squeezed her clothed nipple to Nancy's delight. "Mrs Dodd's did say I had to buy you new clothes at the gift shop."


The two teens slowly opened the woman's restroom door, looking for any witnesses before sprinting out of the place that they had turned into a nest of lust. The adrenaline was pumping through Percy's veins- he couldn't believe what he had done but he loved every second of it.

Just as Percy and Nancy had thought that they had got away with their messy deed, a shrill screech echoed throughout the strangely empty halls of the museum.

"Perseus Jackson!" cried Mrs Dodds in fury, "come with me this instant," the demonic maths teacher raged as she saw the splattering of cum on the front of Nancy's black skirt and dripping white liquid from her nether regions- Percy's magic had rendered her panties salvageable.

Mrs Dodds turned her back on the two flustered teens as she marched towards the Ancient Greek area and expecting Percy to follow. Both his and Nancy's faces were a pale white as the exhilaration of their enthusiasm fucking had been replaced by fear.

"You might want to get a new skirt from the gift shop," Percy joked as he gave Nancy's supple breast one last squeeze before rushing to catch up with the fuming maths teacher- he didn't want to make her any more mad by making her wait.

The sound of Percy's shoes making contact with the shining marble floor was all he could hear above the beating of his heart and throbbing of his cock. As he reached the area where he had been blessed with a sexual awakening by the statue of Aphrodite he saw a lone figure in a leather jacket with her back turned to him.

"Mrs Dodds?" Percy began, his voice slow and nervous.

"Perseus Jackson," she hissed as she turned to face him. Her eyes had turned from a plain brown to a smouldering fire. Her eyes were literally flames. "Give me the bolt," she continued, her voice becoming more and more demonic as Percy heard an unholy cracking sound.

His maths teacher transformed from a hellishly scary middle-aged woman in a leather jacket to a hellishly scary creature with leathery bat wings and talons as long as his forearms. "Hand what you have stolen over!" she roared at Percy's lack of response.

"Wha-what are you talking about?" he cried. Percy had no clue what she was talking about. He hadn't stolen anything, let alone whatever bolt she was talking about- his mom would have killed him if he ever stole anything.

"Do not play dumb, half-blood," the hovering figure snarled, "Hand. It. Over."

Again, Percy responded in confusion. "What bolt are you talking about, lady? Whatever it is I don't have it!" He reasoned, raising his hands to try and calm down his maths teacher from hell.

Mrs Dodds shrieked before rushing towards Percy's frozen figure with a single flap of her torn bat-like wings. Instinctively, Percy dropped to his knees, barely avoiding the lethal strike by an inch as he felt her body rush over his head.

He scrambled to his feet, with his arms in front of him and clenched fists raised as he had to do so many times to survive the bullies at Yancy Academy but something told him that this wasn't going to work.

"What ho, Percy!" yelled a familiar voice he saw from the corner of his eyes a small object being catapulted his way.

Without even knowing what was happening, he caught the cylindrical object and realised that it was a pen. Just a pen. The sheer confusion made Percy forget about the bat-like creature flying towards him as he looked towards where he could have sworn he saw Mr Brunner only a moment earlier.

Mrs Dodds slammed into him with the force of a freight train as he slammed into one of the museum's dozens of marble statues. As he regained his bearings, he saw the remnants of the statues breasts and realised that it was the statue of Aphrodite he had eyed earlier.

Feeling a strange anger come about him, he faced Mrs Dodds with his pe- sword. He stared at confusion at the glowing bronze xiphos in his hands. Ignoring how a pen throw by a ninja had turned into a 3ft long blade, he swung the sword upwards, catching Mrs Dodds in the chest as she charged at him.

The explosion of golden dust almost blinded Percy as he coughed violently. Once the dust had settled on the marble floor he could see nothing. Whatever demon from hell that had just attacked him had simply disappeared.

Percy's mind was racing with interchanging pictures of Nancy bouncing on his member and Mrs Dodds turning into a hellish beast as he stumbled his way to the entrance of the museum where he would find Grover and the rest of the class.

"Percy, my boy," the same familiar voice called out, "I believe that is my pen. Please do bring your own writing implements next time." Mr Brunner chided with a gleam in his eye. Percy could have sworn it was pride.

"What happened?" he begged his wheel-chair bound teacher who feigned ignorance.

"I… don't know," he replied cautiously.

"Mrs Dodds turned into a freaking bat creature!" Percy ranted, trying to make sense of what had just happened.

"Percy, there is no Mrs Dodds at Yancy," he responded gently, "do you need to see the nurse?" he inquired.

"Wha-" Percy muttered as Grover ran up to him.

"Where have you been, man?" he bleated, clearly relieved that his best friend had returned to him.

"I- I don't know, G-Man," Percy spluttered as Grover led him towards the waiting school bus.

As the pair was about to climb the steep stairs a familiar face smiled at Percy slyly. "I won't tell Mrs Kerr," she purred seductively. Despite the shock of what he had gone through, Percy's little soldier perked up at the sight of Nancy. Her frizzy hair was even more wild than usual courtesy of Percy's apology.

Grover continued along the isle to the back of the bus but Percy slipped away to sit beside Nancy feeling the pull of his awakening lust.

"Hey G-Man, don't wait up!" Percy called cryptically as Grover looked at him as if he was crazy.

As he slid on the smooth faux-leather seat of the ageing bus, Percy's hand 'wandered' over to Nancy's new skirt only to be slapped playfully by his new fuck buddy.

"It's my turn," she whispered into his ear before slipping her nimble hand down his pants and gripping onto his shaft tightly.

All he could do was grunt as the sudden warm sensation of Nancy's hand sliding up and down his ready shaft. The sensation was nothing like sliding in and out of her warm cunt but he wasn't complaining.

He was glad that all of the other students were too busy talking to each other and staring out the window at the rush of Manhattan traffic to notice the soft beating of Nancy's hand against his flesh.

"Do you like that?" she whispered huskily giving his throbbing head a gentle squeeze.

Percy grunted in response before slipping his fingers under her new skirt to repay the favour. Nancy gasped at the feeling of Percy's cold fingers sinking into to her cum coated pussy.

The two young adults continued to service each other and as Percy was feeling his orgasm quickly approaching, he pinched Nancy's enlarged clit, eliciting a squeal from the redhead.

"Faster-" she panted as he quickened the pace and gave her clit more attention.

"Nancy, I'm gonna cum," he grunted into her neck as he felt a flash of warmth spread throughout his body as he shot pulses of hot and warm cum onto her awaiting hand.

At the same moment, Percy's handiwork brought Nancy over the edge and caused her to shake in pure bliss as her orgasm rocked her to her core.


The excitement of both of his orgasms, along with his near-death experience rendered Percy unable to sleep. He turned restlessly on his uncomfortable bed as he fantasized about the pounding he gave Nancy and the velvety smooth feeling of her pussy clamping down on his dick.

As his eyes adjusted to the pitch black of his and Grover's cramped dorm-room he noticed that Grover's sheets were tossed on the floor and Grover himself was absent.

Percy's interest was piqued- Grover never broke the rules, and the first rule that was drilled into them when he joined Nancy at 12 was that after lights-out, anyone caught out of the rooms would be punished big time.

Deciding to do some snooping and find his bully-magnet best friend, Percy hopped out of his bed and slowly walked to the door and slipped out stealthily. The hallways of Yancy Academy- an expensive private school for trouble teens- were eerily quiet as all the students were locked in their dorms.

There was only one light on and despite this, it pierced the darkness of Yancy like a lighthouse on a storming night. It only took a second for Percy to realize that it was the light to Mr Brunner's office. His suspicion was answered only a moment later as he heard Grover's muffled voice.

"He doesn't have time-" Grover said to Mr Brunner or whoever was in the office. Percy cursed how silent Grover could be as he was having trouble hearing all of the words to their conversation. He only heard snippets like "summer solstice deadline and divine awakening" and Mr Brunner's clear and reassuring voice say "mist over the school."

Percy's full attention was glued to the conversation his best friend was having with his favorite teacher about him and behind his back. He only noticed too late that he had leaned on and knocked over one of the marble busts of the schools founders and flinched when he heard the hard knock of marble hitting wood.

Grover and Mr Brunner clearly heard it as the office door flung open and drenched Percy in light. "Percy!" Grover bleated nervously, "what are you doing here, man?"

It only took Percy a moment to regain his composure not only from what he was hearing but also being caught. "What are you talking about?" he hissed angrily.

"Uh- nothing," Grover responded unconvincingly.

Percy steeled himself as he walked towards his cowering friend. "You were talking about me, Grover, and I bet it was about Mrs Dodds," he guessed, hoping to trick Grover into responding.

Grover looked on the verge of tears at Percy's verbal barrage but Percy didn't care- something fishy was going on and he needed to find out what. What happened at the museum was driving him crazy and he needed answers.

Finally, he saw Mr Brunner wheel himself out of his office, hearing his teacher sigh to himself and beckon the two bickering friends into his office, "come, Percy." Mr Brunner's tone was defeated but Percy stomped into the office not caring who's feelings he hurt, as long as he got the answers he needed.

"What is this about?" Percy started aggressively, "you and Grover are talking about me behind my back!" Percy cried in exasperation.

"Now, Percy, Grover was merely concerned about you-" Mr Brunner tried to explain but Percy could see right through his lies.

"Bullshit." he scowled. "I got attacked by a freaking monster and immediately after I magically have a new teacher." he raved.

Mr Brunner opened his mouth to respond but sunk his head into his hands in defeat. "I suppose I cannot hide it from you any longer."

"Hide what from me any longer?" Percy questioned quickly, craving answers to quell his troubled mind.

"Percy, you are-" Mr Brunner begun before Grover blurted out and beat the latin teacher to it.

"You're a demigod!" he exclaimed.

Both Percy and Mr Brunner stared at the now cowering Grover in shock. "A what?" Percy continued, feeling even more confused than before.

"You are the son of a god, and since your mother is present in your life, it would mean that your father is a deity," Mr Brunner began ignoring Percy's look of complete shock. "You see, the gods, or Greek Gods as you may know them of have survived all these years and have quite the habit of… impregnating mortals. In fact, this divine lust has already kicked in for you," he explained awkwardly but without judgement.

Percy simply stared at the middle-aged teacher with his mouth agape.

"I will explain to you more when the time is right, but for now, go to back to sleep. Tomorrow I will arrange for you and Grover to be taken to camp immediately."

Percy was too confused to even respond to Mr Brunner's explanation and didn't even fight back against Grover as he was lead back to their dorm room.

One thing was for sure that he had no clue what was happening, but knew that is was serious.

Authors Note: Just to reiterate, in this fan fiction all characters are over the age of 18. Also, I have a decently good mental plan on how to do this series- because I will hopefully end up writing this on all of the PJO books.

The ending of this chapter was a little rushed but I wanted to get past the first chapter as soon as possible, and of course, all of the later chapters will have smut where it is needed, which will be frequently. After all, the gods are some horny beings, and there is no way their kids didn't inherit this trait.

I hope you enjoyed, this was the first time writing this type of fic but I hope that with feedback and practice I will improve quickly.