AN: I think the title says it all. Enjoy!
Time: After Seeing Sabaton
Percy blew through his teeth in an irritated manner, creating a small whistling sound as he got his ears chewed out by Drew Tanaka's constant chatter.
She was beautiful, no one could deny that, the epitome of sinful, erotic beauty, but she was as girly as Aphrodite girls came, something that made Percy regret ever taking her out on a date.
The normally bitchy gossipmonger was as bitchy as ever, making Percy carry all her bags as she pranced happily from store to store, fluttering like an annoying, yet beautiful butterfly exploring a rich garden.
They were in a huge, sprawled out mall in Washington, one of the largest and most diverse in the entire country, and which was, of course, Drew's favourite.
The futuristic looking, shiny mall was an enormous behemoth of glass and steel with large windows, spanning the height of every wall on every floor, a marvel of glass and concrete architecture that even Athena would be proud of. It had the best stores that sold practically everything under the sun, the shopping spot for all the rich ministers and businessmen that populated the capital.
It had apparently always been her dream to shop through this mall reserved only for the upper, elite echelons of society who shat money, and now that she had a smoking hot, Dark god as boyfriend, she would obviously be taking advantage of his endless pockets, both figuratively and literally.
His infinite, godly bank account was there, of course, accompanied by special jeans Percy had got enchanted by Athena so that they had endless pockets, necessary for whenever he went shopping with the girls.
He had had half a mind to take her to a middle of nowhere, muddy farm and teach her humility, but he had other lessons planned, to teach the daughter of Aphrodite a much-needed virtue.
The thought made Percy's lips twitch upward, the shadow of a dark smirk breaking through the cracks in his mask.
His dark, sea-green eyes followed the Tanaka's form as she eagerly explored the contents of a perfume display with her eyes, before entering the shop.
Percy groaned, before following her into the shop, however reluctantly.
As the assistant catered to Drew's demands, Percy sighed softly, leaning against the counter as he looked out of the glass window into the city outside.
The city had the usual charm held by every urban area, an enormous dumpster that its inhabitants just couldn't live without. There were large, flashing billboards on every single building, enormous, official-looking skyscrapers with uncountable windows. The sun was up, this far south there was summer every day of every year, and it was reflected in the crowded streets, where the pavement was scorching and tires burst in the heat. Smoke and noxious fumes from the engines of the cars that crowded the streets, stuck in a never-ending line of traffic, rose to the sky in an impalpable swirl of dark grey that soon dissipated into nothingness. The cool breeze that Percy had grown used to, on Ogygia was replaced by a hot, dry breeze that made Percy's tongue parched, blowing dust. There were a few trees lining the streets, their dull green leaves caked with dust and drooping, poisoned by mankind.
Percy was jerked from his sombre anti-humanity contemplation by Drew, jumping up in his face to get his attention.
"Percy!"
"What?" He tried to keep the annoyance he was feeling, from leaking into his voice.
"What do you think of this cologne?" She took a hold of Percy's wrist, her soft palm wrapping around his arm and drawing out his hand with a gentleness he was unsure she was capable of. She sprayed a bit of the perfume she was holding, a beautiful blue crystal bottle that swirled with liquid inside.
Percy brought his wrist to his sensitive nose, sniffing.
His eyes widened slightly at the fragrance, a mixture of scents that imitated the natural scent he favoured as closely as mortals would ever get to it, probably one of the best he had ever smelt, before he looked at Drew, who was standing in front of him and rocking back and forth nervously, looking back at him with her dark eyes shining with hope, like miniature jewels.
"I... like it."
"I bought it for you!" She almost jumped into his arms in happiness, smiling at him.
Percy couldn't help the genuine smile that curled his lips, mirroring the normally snobbish girl's expression.
"Great. Now take this." Her expression did a full three-sixty turn into the old, bland look that Percy loathed, as she shoved an entire bag full of several small packaged perfumes.
"Who are these for?" He complained, feeling slightly betrayed as the Asian girl strutted ahead with nary a look back at the Dark god, the crowds parting to allow the girl to walk through and leaving him to catch up.
"These are for the others. You didn't think that I bought one only for you, did you?" She didn't even look at him as she spoke, her eyes captured by other stores that passed by them.
Percy smiled slightly at that, despite how much she tried to keep up her false facade, he knew how much she cared for the others, despite not being as active as some of the other girls. They were all one big family, and Drew cared, even though she verbally abused them sometimes to keep up her bitchy, bullying act that others always thought she was.
The Dark god looked up at the enormous glass ceiling overhead, his attention caught by the rays of sunlight that filtered through the glass and formed intricate patterns on the floor, slightly awed as he ran to catch up with her.
The polished marble floors were so clean that they looked like mirrors, despite the hundreds of people milling about.
Percy caught a glimpse of his own reflection on the marble floor, smiling at himself before he moved into the next shop Drew had disappeared into.
He had donned a classic, full-sleeved black leather jacket with a grey and white flecked t-shirt beneath, his dog tags dangling on a golden chain around his neck. His enchanted skinny jeans were black ending in, of course, black Nike boots. The dark attire hugged his lean, tall form like a second skin, showing off his sculpted muscles that made ladies drool, and heads turn everywhere he went. Somewhat long, raven hair tied up in a small man bun, a signature, dark stubble hiding the scars that lined his jaw from view. The dark ink from the innumerable tattoos that decorated his body peeked out from behind the low neck of his t-shirt.
His eyes followed Drew's form navigating the transactions, through the crowds of people as he hung back, lounging in the shadows like a real-life, smoking hot Slenderman. Never mind all the people looking at him like he was a creep.
What was she even doing in a shop for stupid glass sculptures?
Drew walked through the talks like a professional, making Percy slightly envious of her suave nature, and within no time, she had her arm hooked through his as the couple wandered off in search for another shop, for once carrying her own bags.
Percy gulped, feeling Drew's sensuous body mould into his side as she pressed almost needily against him, yet giving no other indication of her true intentions as she pointed out another clothes store, criticizing the dresses put on display with her ever keen eye for fashion.
He felt a smirk tug at her lips. Drew wanted it, but she gave little indication, a proud daughter of Aphrodite who wanted him to stake his claim on her body and take what he wanted. Okay, perhaps not.
The young couple navigated through the thick crowds, drawing eyes and turning heads wherever they went.
The lecherous, fat old politicians and businessmen who barely moved from a chair for weeks, followed Drew's curvy body with their greedy eyes that undressed her mentally, and making Percy growl at the looks they were throwing his girl. She was his, and he let that be known, wrapping an arm around Drew possessively and tightening his one-armed hug, making her press against his chiselled, broad chest as he towered over her. The daughter of Aphrodite complied, understanding his thoughts and pressing up as needily against him.
"Don't worry, stud. Nobody can even hold a candle to you." She purred into his ear softly, making him stifle a possessive growl in his throat as she subtly ghosted her nimble fingers across his abs.
And then, there were wives and girlfriends, usually young and beautiful and drawn by the money the old sobs promised, left unsatisfied by their old partners, drooled and brazenly tried to crawl their way into Percy's pants, dropping obvious hints and even openly asking him for sex. And of course, Drew gloated over the fact that only she, out of all of them, would ever get to touch Percy's delectable body intimately.
He was a heartbreaker, that was for sure.
"Can we have some lunch now?" The Dark god groaned suddenly, stopping in his tracks and making her huff in annoyance as he broke the beautiful shopping spree she had embarked on.
She whirled around to look at him, slightly exasperated, taking in his exhausted state. To be fair, they had been shopping for almost three hours, and it was getting past lunchtime...
And that's how the two found themselves at a McDonald's. Percy was having his third burger, making the sophisticated Drew wrinkle her nose at how messily the famished god devoured the greasy food, and also making her marvel at the almost barbaric appetite he possessed.
Meanwhile, she was having a salad, ever figure conscious.
"I don't understand how you can have only those stupid greens when there are so many burgers right there." He indicated the counter with his eyes, his hands reluctant to part with the greasy goodness.
Her eyebrow twitched, "Unlike somebody, I have to maintain my figure."
Percy would have been outraged in any other circumstances, but he had a burger to calm him down.
"I do have to maintain my figure, I'll have you know. I-" He spoke between mouthfuls, making her cut him off.
"Doesn't Hestia keep telling you not to talk with your mouth full?"
"Yeah-" He was cut off again as a sleazy looking guy walked up to their table, strutting arrogantly like he owned the place. Slightly open-mouthed in disbelief, Percy followed his swagger with his eyes as he slid into the seat beside Drew.
"Hey, hot piece, wanna hang out at my place?"
Drew merely stared at the guy, shocked by his audacity.
"Yeah, I know, it might be a surprise to you that someone so hot is inviting you to a date, but you know, you can ditch Burger King over there and come check out my Mr. McDonald's."
Percy couldn't help the snicker that escaped him. Did this guy have a noob's guide to pick up lines written by the biggest noob of them all, hidden somewhere in his baggy pant pockets?
The guy shot him a venomous glare at the sound, mostly ignoring him in favour of 'flirting' with Drew.
"You know my Mom's the CEO of so and so, we're millionaires."
Percy winked at the middle-aged woman whom he identified to be this sleaze's mother, enjoying how quickly she blushed like a schoolgirl. She had been discreetly ogling him from afar the entire time he had been there. The lady was not at all attractive by any means, not after the goddesses he had been fucking, but still, he loved the sense of dominance he held, even over other males, no matter how low they were in the food chain.
He was just going to make a move to beat the guy to a pulp, and then show him that his mother had a crush on the Dark god, just to remind him of his place, but he was beaten to it, by none other than the Tanaka.
Apparently, Drew's bite was worse than her bark, and Percy was glad for once he was not on the receiving end.
And then, she started cursing worse than Gordon Ramsay and a pretty foul-mouthed rapper combined, making Percy's jaw drop. He doubted even he could cuss that good.
"-and your tiny dick probably needs a microscope just to be seen, fucking virgin who thinks he is some kind of hotshot. You probably hunt around in garbage for discarded panties to sniff and masturbate for three seconds every week, because even the doctors have given up on your sex drive, which is lower than a sponge's."
Steam came out of the Asian girl's ears in sheer rage, her entire face tinged red in anger.
She continued on her tirade, drawing attention to the fact that he was a cuckold whose mom had a crush on Percy, her boyfriend, and that nobody, let alone he, could even begin to compare to Percy's horsecock and the pounding he could give.
A crowd had gathered around them, making Percy sink into his seat with his burger, blushing as Drew continued to demean the poor guy while making Percy out to be some kind of sex god, which he might have been.
And even more embarrassing were the reactions of many in the crowd, all the girls calling out remarks, agreeing with Drew in everything she said, and even though they had just seen him for a few hours at most, made remarks like, "Yeah, he's a great guy! He's hot! His dick is massive! He gave me the pounding of my life!"
And then, things got physical.
The guy, simmering in anger, lunged towards Drew, hands outstretched, and she retaliated, in an imitation eerily similar to Annabeth.
Grabbing the guy's arm, she kneed him in the elbow, making him scream out in pain as his bones crunched audibly, his arm bent in an odd angle, before she slammed him off the bench and into the floor, physically lifting him up and displaying more strength than Percy gave her credit for as she KO'd him in one hit.
The crowd had fallen silent, shocked at what had transpired so quickly. The boy's mother didn't even make a move to help her son, shocked that her son would try to antagonize this... Adonis.
"And that, was for insulting my boyfriend." Drew spoke, kicking him in the jaw, "And this, is for insulting me."
Percy, along with every male within a mile radius, winced at the agonized howl that followed her vicious words.
"Come on, Percy. Let's go." Without looking back, she stomped her way angrily to the escalators, again leaving him to catch up with her.
Percy jogged a bit, finally matching Drew's furious pace as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and drew her close to his chest, surprised to feel her relax immediately. "Hey, what's cooking?"
"Nothing, Percy." She turned away from him, sniffling slightly.
He rubbed her arm, making her lean in as close as she could as the two walked side by side, slowly.
"Now, you can tell me what is going on. I set up a barrier around us."
She turned to look up at him, her dark, brown eyes shining with unshed tears.
"Shit, what happened, Drew?" Percy asked, drawing the daughter of Aphrodite in for a hug. Her arms wrapped around his torso as her voluptuous body moulded against his, but Percy could not be bothered less about that, not when she was sniffling and sobbing into his stomach.
"Princess?" His voice was soft and smooth and comforting, everything that the Tanaka needed, everything that she loved and had fallen for.
"Guys are pricks." She sniffed.
"Woah, that hurt, but why with the Hunter mentality suddenly?"
"I didn't mean you. You're great, the best anybody could ask for." She mumbled into his stomach, tightening her grip even further on the Dark god. "I meant the others. The ones that were at Camp when I first came, who made lewd gestures and bullied me."
His eyes widened, his hug tightening into a protective, possessive embrace. Drew chuckled at that, patting him on the arm reassuredly. "Don't worry, Jackson, I'm okay now. So, I was bullied, and I was weak. I couldn't be the badass Hunter. Instead, I became the bullying bitch. It kept them away from me, it kept others away from me. I was safe and in a somewhat powerful position, but hurt. Guys desired me, they did anything I told them to, and I fanned their desires, shamelessly flirting with them to ensure their loyalty. My reputation was more than enough to ensure that they didn't get any funny ideas, and I wouldn't do anything with them if my life depended on it. I had eyes for you, and you only. I deserve the best, I wouldn't let anyone but the best touch me."
She finally broke the hug after giving Percy a slightly shaky, watery smile, turning around to rub her face dry of the tears that now darkened Percy's t-shirt. "Sorry about that, by the way."
He did not care about his t-shirt in the least, not when his girl had a problem. Perhaps he wouldn't have cared about Drew all that much, if circumstances were different. But as it was, she was his, and what was his, was always cared for.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"Nah, just keep it between me and you, okay? I'll- I'll try to put it behind me, but it's hard when I have been the bitch for so long. I'm sorry, Percy."
"There's nothing to be sorry for, princess."
She looked up at him with her brown eyes shining with hope, smiling softly at the Dark god. "You know, I'm glad Mom allowed me in your harem."
"Hmm?" Percy raised an eyebrow, interested.
She blushed cutely, throwing Percy in for a loop. Even though he had just seen her break down and confess everything, Percy wasn't sure he would ever get used to the always in control Drew Tanaka blushing, that too, one of the most adorable blushes he had ever seen. Though he might be prejudiced on that one, he'll have to check.
Drew turned away, not meeting his eyes in a sudden display of shyness. "We-well, every single girl in Camp Half-Blood had a crush on you, and I was no exception. I loved you with all my heart, but you were with Annabeth. You wouldn't even look back at me twice, even when you weren't with Annabeth, you had a crush on Silena, but not me. Others had somebody to lend them their shoulder during tough times, only me..."
She sniffed, before adding, "But I guess I brought that on myself. I'm such a fuck up."
Percy stayed silent, knowing that even Drew knew what he had thought of her earlier, and even when she had been at Ogygia for a few months, his opinion had not changed.
It was as if Percy had finally opened his eyes to see beyond the material, to see the hurt and hatred and unreciprocated love that she nestled in her heart. Like Athena, Drew, too, had her own problems and issues, and it was up to them, not only Drew or Percy alone, but all of them together, to overcome.
"What are you staring at, Jackson?! We haven't finished shopping yet. Move your lazy ass." Drew barked, making Percy swivel his head around to look at her, bewildered.
A small, playful smile played on her soft, full pink lips that extended to her shining brown eyes, despite the slight red that tinged them, and Percy understood. It was a secret just between the two of them, he had to let Drew work it out by herself before she accepted help and revealed herself, her true self.
He smiled back at her as he dropped the barrier separating them from the mortals, and the Mist went to work, allowing the couple to mix into the crowd like nothing had happened.
"Alright, stud, we need to get you a nice suit. What do you prefer?"
"Umm... three-piece, black?"
His voice drowned out in shock as Drew tugged him into an Armani store.
And that was how the two found themselves in a slightly cramped trial room.
Percy stared up at the ceiling, trying to ignore the proximity of the seductive daughter of Aphrodite, as she worked on setting up his new suit perfectly, albeit with a pink tinge on her porcelain cheeks.
He gulped as her fingers grazed the naked skin of his chest, sending fire up his skin, as she buttoned up the tasteful brown shirt she had chosen to go with his suit.
Despite his best attempts to keep his eyes away, Percy couldn't help, blushing slightly as his dark, sea-green eyes were drawn inevitably, to the shorter girl.
Drew was, as mentioned previously, one of the hottest of Aphrodite girls, a sinful seductress by nature, only accentuated by her slight, though perfect, makeup.
She looked like a Japanese goddess, her eyes warm brown and shining with passion, her flawless porcelain skin tinged pink. Full, ruby lips that looked luscious and juicy, invited him to devour her lips hungrily, making her look as if she was always ready for a kiss, just made to kiss. Her long, black hair cascaded down, past her shoulders in a silky mass that was somehow different from Thalia's or his own.
But Drew took most pride in her sense of fashion, and Percy could see why. She wore a blue and green dress that extended to her knees, tight silk clinging to her curvy body that looked like she had nothing but Aphrodite genes in her body. It all ended in one and a half-inch platform heels, despite which she was still a head shorter than Percy.
She tugged on his vest, carefully checking over the golden timepiece included in the suit.
Percy tried not to look at what the physical work was doing to her sizeable chest, a beautiful E-cup that hugged her chest tightly like small basketballs, perfectly round and with the right amount of jiggle. It was no wonder that she got so many looks after the provocative clothing she wore, that just brought out her hourglass figure, her massive rack leading to a slim waist and toned stomach, before giving way to wide, childbearing hips. He was given a prime view of her cleavage by the window on her chest, making him wonder slightly how good his cock would feel sandwiched between those beautiful soft, milk jugs. The thick strip of silk around her neck, created due to her cleavage window, looked like a collar for all intents and purposes.
Drew turned around to reach for Percy's black, finely tailored, hella expensive coat, allowing her bubble butt to not so subtly press against his crotch and making Percy let out a groan despite his best attempts.
"Fuck, this shit has gone on for long enough." He conceded, losing an internal battle of wills with himself as he flipped Drew around, pinning her petite body to the wall of the cramped room with his physical dominance.
"Wh-what, J-Jackson?" She held a slightly scared look in her brown eyes that carefully camouflaged her arousal at his rough actions, making Percy growl in his throat.
"You very well know what, Princess." He leaned down to nibble lightly on her exposed neck, the Tanaka immediately tilting her head to allow him access to her neck, as if on reflex.
"You keep acting like you are all high and mighty, acting as if you are some sort of prized, worshipped goddess." He growled, sending shivers down her spine as he breathed on her neck, coaxing a light moan from her lips. She held his coat tightly against her body, as if to hide herself from the sinful Dark god, her knees weak, cheeks pink.
And Percy swooped in for the kill, making Drew involuntarily drop the coat as her arms wrapped around his neck. The expensive cloth hit the floor with a barely audible thump, going ignored as the pair kissed passionately, hungry and starved of each other.
Their lips moulded against each other perfectly, making them breathe heavily in lust as their hearts pounded together loudly, in tandem with each other.
The two broke the kiss to stare into each other's eyes for a few seconds, warm brown clashing with dark sea green, before Drew broke the eye contact, her eyes dipping down to his lips glistening with her saliva.
And she jumped him again, literally, her legs wrapping around his waist effortlessly despite the tight dress she wore. The fabric rode up on her thighs, allowing her soaked panties to grind against the crotch of his pants, ruining the fabric but she didn't care for any clothes, not any more.
Drew dove in back for another hungry kiss, this time involving tongue as she battled against Percy for dominance, a battle lost before it even started. Percy leaned down as he mashed his lips aggressively against hers, forcing her head back against the hard wooden wall of the trial room as he gripped her thighs for support, his touch rough against her soft, sensitive skin.
Despite her best attempts, soft moans and mewls of need escaped her throat, making her moan into Percy's mouth, her body uncooperative, her pride slowly getting crushed by all the needy, weak feminine sounds he was making her make.
His hands crept up her thighs, making her shiver deliciously in anticipation as he picked at the hem of her dress, her thighs quivering as a fresh wave of arousal soaked her panties.
But Percy was playing Drew's game now, so he kept his hands away no matter how much his entire being called out to him, instead moving to her delectable ass.
Her ass was right up there with the best, seemingly another perfect Aphrodite feature, the perfect combination of fat and muscle that she kept in shape with hard workouts aimed at making her body as sinful and erotic as possible. Her bubble butt jiggled and bounced with every step she took, turning heads everywhere she went, and during his time at Camp, even Percy had had his fair share of staring contests with her cute little rump. It was not at all helped by all the tight shorts she wore.
His hands groped and abused her ass, running along her crack and brushing against her sensitive asshole through the fabric that separated them, before he ran his fingers along the bottom of her delicious asscheeks, feeling the curve formed by her sumptuous bubble butt, his rough, unforgiving fingers sinking into her soft flesh.
Percy grinned into the kiss he shared with his girl, who was mewling and purring softly in response to his ministrations, needy for him to take charge and reign her in, to treat her like the bitch she was.
He would have fun taming the Tanaka.
AN: Okay... alright. Check out Pet_Foolery on Instagram, his comics are hilarious. Also, I feel like DWD has gone on for years, I can barely believe I started writing this only this March/April, and it's already at almost 300K words. Oof!
And tell me what you think of this chapter. I feel like this was a bit lacklustre, compared to the other chapters I normally do. Meh, you are the judge.
Keep calm and headbang!