CHAPTER 2
Greeting's readers. Thanks for waiting for the next update. And thank you all for the reviews posted so far. It is heartening that you guys like the story written so far.
To Pragma and dragonwolf914, I am sorry that you feel that I purposefully left the story in half. Juggling familial responsibilities while preparing for Grad school is a very tedious task. Writing for me has been the necessary stress buster. Finding time to write down chapters has been very difficult. Nonetheless, I will try to make regular updates. Believe me, I know how frustrating it is when the author leaves the story midway. I promise that I will not let it happen to my stories.
In response to the random guest review - Danaerys Targaryen will be involved with the Empire, though not the way you suggested in your review. I feel that if I deviate too far away from the original character, it will destroy the uniqueness of the character. Percy Jackson's fatal flaw is loyalty. Thus, his involvement in a polygamous marriage is against the very essence of his character. Though Percy has matured, he is still the loyal seaweed brain as envisioned by Rick Riordan.
To CRUDEN, I kept Jason alive for a specific reason. It will be revealed somewhere later in the storyline. Though the story will mainly revolve around Percy and Annabeth, Jason will not be a supporting character. He will be one of the prominent figures in both internal and external politics.
To brade1991, the mythical creatures will not be many. As for the other pantheons, they will not be present in this. I feel including them will make my story a bit unbelievable. Neither the Norse nor the Egyptians will bow down to Greek demigod leaders.
To miguelgiulano and Perseus12, Yes, the Olympians will begin to involve themselves heavily with the politics of Essos and Westeros. They will be deeply involved in the politics of the Seven Kingdoms and inevitably be forced to choose sides during the conflicts.
To the guys who reviewed my work, thank you so much. I will try to keep the story engaging. I also hope that you keep reading my stories and reviewing them.
DISCLAIMER: The credit for the characters and the world goes to George R.R. Martin and Rick Riordan. I just own the plot and some of the new characters I might introduce for the sake of weaving the story.
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY SMUT NEAR THE END.
LAST TIME:-
He snapped out of his thoughts when he felt a soft pair of hands encircling his torso and the person laying their head on his left shoulder blade. A sweet yet concerned voice asked him.
"Are you fine, Seaweed Brain?"
With Annabeth- A couple of minutes before
Annabeth was awakened by the slightly cold breeze which had somehow seeped into the blanket covering her naked body. It consequently sent slight shivers of chill across her body. Still, half asleep she pulled her bedsheet in tighter and tried to snuggle in more tightly than before. When that did not suffice, she turned onto her right side.
Turning on the other side, she reached out groggily to tuck herself into the familiar warmth of her husband. Only to find the other side of the bed empty and the sheets slightly cold. The lack of the warm body of her husband made Annabeth widen her eyes in surprise. It shook her awake immediately and helped her to regain complete consciousness, wiping out any traces of her sleep.
She sat up slowly against the headboard of the bed and quickly pulled the white sheets up to her neck to protect her modesty and from the chill of the cold breeze flowing throughout the room. She swivelled her eyes throughout the room before her eyes rested on the semi-naked form of her husband standing on the attached balcony of their bedroom. He seemed to be lost in his thoughts.
Only the left half of his face was visible to her from this angle. The moonlight illuminated his face in a heavenly glow. Coupled with the slight breeze making his hair sway softly, it made him look extremely handsome. The light stubble on his face and the highly defined torso without a trace of fat on him made him look like a God.
'Well, he is already a Half god, to be precise.' thought Annabeth as she appreciatively took in the physical form of her husband. She could also not help but let out a seductive lick at her lips. She slightly blushed as she thought about the mind-blowing and passionate lovemaking they had engaged in just before she had fallen asleep.
Even after 8 decades of marriage, her desire for him had not abated and likely would never. She felt a familiar pool of desire start to pool in her nether regions as she hungrily took in the breathtaking physicality of her husband.
"Husband… huh? Never in my wildest dreams had I thought that I would be able to marry my seaweed brain, even if it is not the life that I had visualized for ourselves." Thought Annabeth, feeling slightly nostalgic.
Shaking her head to clear them of all the deliciously impure thoughts, she noticed the tension in her husband's frame as he stared out into the distance. Annabeth could deduce that he was worried about the diplomatic mission she would be undertaking tomorrow. He also could be fretting over the subsequent repercussions of the Empire finally coming out of its self-imposed isolation.
She wanted to hammer into his thick skull and try to convince him of the fact that she would be safe and protected. She was going to be accompanied by more than adequate protection detail despite her highly competent ability in combat. She wanted to assure him that the plan, which had been in the making for a decade, would go off without a hitch.
The protection detail assigned to her felt a bit excessive, but she reluctantly agreed on the behest of Percy's pleas. She did not like his newly acquired paranoia. His obsessive need to keep every single one of his subjects safe.
Though Annabeth loved her husband deeply, she missed the carefree man he was before the responsibility of the leadership of their remaining kind was thrust upon him forcefully. She cursed the fates for the situation. She loathed Gaia for letting herself get destroyed to her very primordial essence. All to enable her to take her petty revenge on the Gods and their children.
Thinking about the earth, her past, and her godly mother, Athena always brought an ache in her heart. Though Athena was not the perfect or model mother, Annabeth still loved her and often missed her silent presence. She deeply missed her father and even her stepmother, who could not accompany them to this new world despite being at odds with them.
Percy had a close relationship with his father. The ache for his father's comforting presence, even after 8 decades, had still not abated. It did not help that he had lost Sally and Paul to a car accident, leaving him as the sole caretaker for his sister Estelle. His connection with his father had only grown stronger after the loss of his mother. To him, abandoning his father had been devastating.
Coming back to the matter of leadership, she knew that the Gods had been desperate and had no option available at hand. Yet, one selfish part of her had wanted them to choose someone else to lead the natives of the earth rather than her husband.
She still remembered the day when Percy broke the news of Gaia's final failsafe and the hair-brained and world-shattering plan of the Gods to save their children.
FLASHBACK BEGINS.
It had been a couple of hours since Hermes had taken Percy to Olympus. Annabeth was already feeling very antsy and was constantly swivelling her head about, looking for the flash of light signalling Percy's arrival back to the camp.
She had a bad feeling about the whole situation. The Gods specifically demanding for Percy's presence did not soothe her nerves at all, with the pit in her stomach had only widened with each passing moment.
She found it most intriguing that there was an order from Olympus to Chiron via an Iris Message. This order asked him to gather all the campers in the Amphitheatre before Percy had departed with Hermes.
The message also ordered the Romans to attend the muster through an Iris Message.
Nevertheless, she had gathered all the campers at the Amphitheatre on the orders of Chiron. Despite the grumbling of many of the campers at their schedules being disrupted, they all were slightly curious. The Amphitheatre was a cacophony of noises with demigods loudly talking to each other to be heard over the noise.
Suddenly, a bright flash of light on the stage blinded all of the demigods assembled.
When the lights died out, the 14 Olympians arrayed before them along with Queen of the seas, Lady Amphitrite, and Queen of the underworld, Lady Persephone. They were standing alongside their spouses. But the most prominent of them was Percy. He was standing with his back straight and with a cold and emotionless face in front of Lord Poseidon, who had one of his hands placed on his right shoulder.
The whole Amphitheatre was silent before the demigods all got on their knees with their heads bowed down in respect. One could also see through the Iris Message that the Romans were also on their knees with their heads bowed. They seemed to have assembled as a legion on the field of Mars.
Zeus then stepped forward and boomed dramatically.
"Rise Demigods. Please do take your seats."
He then summoned thrones for the assembled Gods and sat on his assigned chair in the centre. Once Lord Zeus was seated, the other Gods soon followed. Once the Gods sat down on their thrones, the Greeks took their seats on the steps of the Amphitheatre. The Romans, on the other hand, had gone back into formation. They were standing in perfect attention and barely moved a muscle.
The only one still standing in the Amphitheatre was Percy behind Lord Poseidon's throne with his back straight and hands behind his back.
Lord Zeus then spoke.
"Demigods, we have a critical announcement to make. I would request you all to pay careful attention to it as it is a matter that concerns the very survival of the human race. The announcement shall be made by Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon."
He then turned in Percy's direction with a grim face and spoke.
" The floor is yours, Perseus."
Percy then made his way from his spot and stood in the centre of the thrones of the Gods, facing the demigods. His face was impassive, betraying none of his thoughts. Annabeth had an uneasy feeling about the announcement and started to fidget.
Percy, on the other hand, was the epitome of calm. It was very unusual for him to be so calm. There were no signs of his usual ADHD. Annabeth felt like she was staring at a stranger who had worn the face of her boyfriend. Annabeth felt the dread in her heart worsen. She simply could not identify the expression on his face. Percy was a type of person who wore their heart on their sleeves. This was so unlike him.
The tension amongst those assembled was palpable. Nobody made even a single squeak of sound. Even the Romans had tightened the hold on their weapons almost imperceptibly. Had Annabeth scrutinized the Romans much closely, she would have noticed the backs of the Romans stiffening slightly. It seemed as if they were fighting the urge to salute Percy out of respect when he stepped.
Percy took a deep breath and started speaking in a toneless baritone voice that resonated throughout the Amphitheatre. With each word tumbling from his mouth, the world around Annabeth seemingly started to shatter. All her dreams, goals, and the life she envisioned with Percy went up in flames.
After what seemed like hours, but in reality, a few minutes Percy, stopped speaking and took in the reaction of the demigods. The whole Amphitheatre was silent, and through the Iris Message, it seemed as if the Romans had become literal stone statue soldiers. They seemed to be taking time to process the information dumped on their head, and rightly so.
The idea of imminent doom and the consequent plan of the Gods to save their children seemed utterly ludicrous. When the proverbial light bulb lit up, the whole arena erupted in a cacophony panic-stricken voice. Each person was attempting to make their voice heard above the din yet, all of the noise made everyone utterly unintelligible.
Even the ever-disciplined Romans were hard-pressed to maintain their ranks, and some of them were in various states of shock. The centurions and praetors themselves were in a state of shock and denial to even bother about the errant legionnaires.
Annabeth was stunned, but she quickly got over it and moved towards her boyfriend. But before she could even come closer to the stage, there was a huge cracking sound of thunder that stopped her dead in her tracks. All the conversations came to a grinding halt as the demigods looked towards the direction of the stage. Lord Zeus had stood up from his throne, and A look of annoyance plastered on his face.
"Now that everyone is quiet, Athena, will you elaborate on the plan that was proposed?".
Annabeth saw her mother stand up and stand at the central area as Percy stepped back from the dais. Her mother eyes sought her out and seemed to bore into her with disapproving looks as if she knew what she had planned to do before the interruption.
Athena then cleared her voice and spoke.
" Perseus has very graciously given the gist of what has happened. Thus, I will go into the details of the plan to save you all."
"You all will be transported to a world which is still in its middle ages and is slightly hostile to outsiders. It is a world where our presence has long since waned, and we will not be able to provide any assistance to you. Though with the last of our powers, we might be able to grant you some favours to help you establish civilization."
"We shall endeavour to transport you to an uninhabited area, but there is no guarantee as to where you all will end up."
With the snap of a finger, she displayed a large map drawn on a large sheet of parchment.
" The world you will go to has 4 main continents: Westeros, Essos, Sothoryos, and Ulthos. We have no idea about the present state of civilizations. However, we do know that both Essos and Westeros are fairly inhabited. While there is lots of space to set up a new home, it will not be easy for you to build a new home without coming into conflict with the other natives. Thus, we shall try to send you to either-Ulthos or Sothoryos."
"How will we travel to the new world in the first place?"
Asked Leo inquisitively. Even his ADHD, which was the worst among all the demigods, seemed unnaturally absent. He was paying complete and undivided attention for the first time in his life.
"Good question, son of Hephaestus. The Hephaestus cabin and the Athena cabin will build a fleet of ships that will help you transport the demigods to the new world. The children of Vulcan too will help in this endeavour."
Giving a slight nod to the indicated demigods, she spoke.
"Once all the Demigods, Satyrs, Fauns, Dryads, Nymphs, and friendly Cyclopes have all gathered, we will create a portal out at sea through which your ships can pass through to the new world. Be mindful that we do not know where you will land exactly. You all will be navigating blind once you enter the new world."
Summoning another scroll from thin air, Athena continued again.
"While the Athena and Hephaestus cabins will be engaged in constructing the fleet, the rest of the demigods will be trained how to use their metaphysical demigod abilities to the maximum potential. Albeit passively… yes Malcolm?"
"What do you mean by learning to use our powers passively, Lady Athena?"
Athena spoke gravely.
" The use of your demigod abilities in the new world is going to be very difficult if not outright impossible. Due to the absence of the Gods, active use of your demigod powers for combat will take a heavy toll on your body. For example, in the case of Perseus here, he will find it very difficult to perform even the simplest of Hydrokinesis. You can very well forget about his ability to summon storms and earthquakes. Even if he manages to do it, the prolonged strain of channelling the unfiltered power of the domain of his father will kill him instantly."
Athena paused for a couple of moments to allow the gravity of her statement to sink in before continuing.
"However, he will still retain his passive abilities to breathe underwater, to talk to sea creatures and horses, and to have perfect bearings out at sea. Similarly, the son of Lord Jupiter, Jason, will retain his ability to fly, though summoning lightning will take a toll. In short, any kind of destructive power will be difficult to access."
"The positive side is that you all will retain the enhanced physicality afforded due to the divine blood flowing through your veins. You all will be three times faster, stronger, smarter, and more durable than the average natives of the world. Your battle senses, too, will be enhanced to a huge degree."
She glanced at the scroll once again before continuing.
"Now that is done, the Satyrs and nature spirits will scout out the list of potential clear-sighted mortals and generation legacies to the camp. This list will be handed to Chiron, who will coordinate the efforts…. Yes?"
" But why do we need to bring the mortals in, Lady Athena? Will not they be more rebellious to the idea?" asked Katie Gardner in a small voice after raising her hand to interrupt the Goddess of Wisdom.
This time it was Lady Demeter, goddess of fertility, who answered.
"Because daughter, the number of demigods and legacies alone cannot ensure the survival of your kind. You all together account only 1600 in number – 400 Greeks and 1200 Romans. We need the clear-sighted mortals to help increase and maintain the numbers. Remember that the natives may not be friendly. If they come to hear of your abilities, there is a likely chance that you might be hunted down. To ensure your kind thrives, we have decided to allow half a million mortals to accompany you. They all will be between the ages of 17 to 25 to accompany you. Unfortunately, we cannot bring in your mortal parents along."
The last statement raised a huge hue and cry, but a tremendous, ear-shattering thunder boom from Lord Zeus silenced them all. He bristled with anger. However, with one look at the cowed faces of the demigods, he seemingly became quiet. He closed his eyes, exhaled loudly, and spoke solemnly.
"We know that the situation is not ideal. But we gods do not have enough power to send every human to the new world. Once you leave this world, we all will fade away into the void, just like the minor gods have already gone. After we fade, this world will cease to exist. Thus, after much deliberation, to ensure the survival of your kind, we have taken this decision. Now, does anybody have any other questions?".
Jason raised his hand tentatively and asked.
"Lord Zeus, who will be the one to lead us?".
Lady Athena, this time spoke as if she had swallowed a very bitter pill.
"The gods have chosen the Son of Poseidon, Perseus Jackson as the leader of the remaining humans."
She then acquired a sinister smile and spoke with a touch of sarcasm.
"He will be your 'Emperor' and the supreme leader of your kind."
Athena turned towards Percy and spoke mockingly. She had a sweet saccharine smile on her face.
"Emperor Perseus, why don't you step forward and take charge of your beloved future subjects?" heedless to the glares levelled by Poseidon and his family.
Athena just ignored them and stepped off the dais. Percy understood what was happening, and anger flashed through his eyes, yet he did not open his mouth. He silently stepped onto the stage with a blank face to face the crowd, ready to accept any decision made.
Annabeth felt hot rage burn through her veins. She had never hated her mother with such passion at that moment than before. She knew that her mother was purposeful in her words. She was trying to create tensions between Percy and other Greek demigods. The Greeks cherished the independence and democratic nature of the camp. This move would make the Greeks inevitably chaff under an authority figure who was once their comrade.
She also knew that by giving the title, she had purposefully tried to alienate the Romans against him, too. It was a subtle reminder of their poor track record of Emperors.
She was about to open her mouth to retort when she was interrupted by the shocking sight. The Roman legions were getting down on their one knee, one by one, with their right hand across their heart and their fist closed shut. They then began to chant.
'AVE IMPERATOR! AVE IMPERATOR! AVE IMPERATOR! AVE IMPERATOR!'
To her shock, even the Greeks began to chant 'Hail Emperor Perseus.' The whole Amphitheatre boomed with the sounds of 'Perseus' being chanted with gusto. Even the rest of the seven of the great prophecy slowly began chanting his name and saluted him with a closed fist across their heart. Even she had underestimated the loyalty the camp owed Percy.
Annabeth looked at all of this in bewilderment before turning to look at her mother. Her mother's mouth had fallen open in disbelief. Even Zeus and some of the Gods had their mouths open in shock, while Poseidon, his family, Hestia, Hades, and Hermes looked on in pride. She caught her mother's eye and gave her a smug smile before joining in on the chanting.
'Perseus!Perseus!Perseus!Perseus!Perseus!Perseus!Perseus!Perseus!Perseus!
Her mother and the rest of the shocked gods had grossly underestimated the sway and influence that Percy wielded, both in the Roman and Greek camp. Though Jason was the one who enabled the end of Gaia, Percy was the glue that held the Romans and the Greeks together.
Additionally, his selfless use of wishes offered by the gods in the aftermath of the Titan and Giant Wars made him favoured by all factions. Hell, he had been even invited to retake his post as praetor after he helped lead the Defence of Camp Jupiter during their conflict with triumvirate holdings.
Percy, too, seemed to be in shock. Schooling his expression, he raised his palm, silently asking for silence. The chants slowly died down as he lowered his hand.
He raised his closed fist across his chest and spoke.
"I, Perseus Achilles Jackson, Son of Poseidon, do solemnly swear on the River Styx. I swear that I will try to do everything in my power to preserve, protect and defend the people under my rule as an Emperor. I also promise to not order you to commit any act that would be despicable or dishonourable to you. Neither will I ask you to do something that I would not do in the first place. This is my oath, and my oath is the law".
'AVE IMPERATOR! AVE IMPERATOR! AVE IMPERATOR! AVE IMPERATOR!'
This time the sounds of support for Percy resounded throughout the Amphitheatre, much to the ire of her mother.
FLASHBACK ENDS.
Coming back from her thoughts, Annabeth closely observed her husband yet again. He had come a long way from the cute yet scrawny 12-year-old boy she had met in the infirmary in camp half-blood.
He was barely 5 feet in height and was shorter than her by a couple of inches. Now he stood at almost 6 feet 4 inches, towering over her own 6 feet frame. A gawky boy had now become a handsome man with a body to drool over.
He had matured not only physically but also mentally. The loss of his mother and stepfather kickstarted his growth into a responsible adult. Taking care of Estelle further strengthened his sense of responsibility. Though, his mental maturity was accelerated mainly by their time in that horrible pit of damnation - Tartarus.
'Gods, I hate that place.' thought Annabeth as she shuddered.
Even before they fell into Tartarus, Percy was clever. Not in terms of knowledge but in a street-smart kind of way. He had a way of smooth-talking out of difficult situations when he was physically at a disadvantage.
But Tartarus had shifted something in him. All the goofiness and nonchalance he possessed before was gone and was replaced by a steely and stoic demeanour. His training with the Goddesses further stamped out any childishness he had left, reforging him into the ideal ruler.
He grew highly manipulative and much more ruthless. He had become even more calculating and cunning. After the training he had received from the gods, he had become very crafty, comparable to the likes of Odysseus.
He put even a veteran like Reyna, who had years of experience in Roman Politics, to shame. He was a maestro when it came to statecraft. His political astuteness was far beyond comparison.
His anger had now become cold and unforgiving rather than loud and boisterous. None of their friends dared to confront him when he was in one of his moods. Annabeth was the only one who possessed sufficient strength to calm him down when he went too far.
The harsh decisions Percy was forced to make when they conflicted with the Dothraki Horse lords still made her queasy. She understood the need, but the Percy she had seen in the battles against them was the cold tactician to whom only the result mattered. She never wanted to view that aspect of Percy again.
Her only solace was that he dropped his mask whenever they were in a private setting. She had conveyed to him no uncertain terms that she would prefer her Seaweed Brain over the Emperor Perseus persona. This was the persona he had adopted with everyone except close friends.
She would not and did not tolerate Emperor Perseus while they were spending some alone as a couple or in the presence of their friends. She hated the persona that Percy put on when he associated with the court and other matters of state.
Nonetheless, she accepted him. Yet, she loved Percy with all her heart. He was her other half, her soulmate, to be succinct. An integral part of her that she would die to protect.
Annabeth noticed that her husband was still lost in his worries when she came out of her musings. She guessed that he was also worried about her. She understood the sentiment though she could not help but be slightly irritated.
They were going to separate for a long time for the first time since they had escaped Tartarus. The trip to conduct trade negotiations was expected to last almost one full year. But she was not some weak China doll. She was the daughter of the feared war goddess, Athena.
Deciding to comfort her husband and soothe his worries, Annabeth stood up from the bed, dropping the bedsheet she was covering herself with.
She drew a thick cotton robe over her naked body, laid on the stand beside her, and loosely tied it around her waist. When her feet touched the cool marble floor, she could not help but let out a slight hiss. She quickly wore a pair of moccasins on her feet. Her husband, however, did not seem to have noticed the hiss she had made in discomfort.
She slowly made her way towards her husband, her slippers muffling any sound on the marble floor. She noticed that he was gazing at the city with his hands on the balcony parapet. She snaked her arms slowly around his naked torso, taking in the comforting warmth and the familiar ocean scent of her husband. Placing a light kiss on the left shoulder blade of her husband, she asked.
"Are you fine, Seaweed Brain?"
Percy was startled for a second before he relaxed in her familiar hug. Turning around, he placed his hands on her waist and leaned down to give a soft kiss on her forehead.
Pulling back, he asked.
"Hey, Wise Girl. Should you not be sleeping?"
Annabeth shrugged her shoulder lightly and burrowed deeply into the warmth of her husband's body. Resting her head on his chest, she replied.
" How could I? My bed heater was absent. I missed your warmth in our bed. The night is also cold…" as she shivered dramatically.
Percy lifted an eyebrow and then chuckled. He replied sarcastically.
"So… you married me only to keep me as your bed warmer, didn't you? I am seriously wounded, Wise girl."
Annabeth just pinched his backside, eliciting a surprised yelp from him. He gave her a mild glare though she could see that he was amused. Annabeth just gave a not-so-innocent smile. Pulling him closer, she closed her eyes, taking in his relaxing sea scent.
They stayed quiet for a couple of moments, just enjoying the tranquillity of the environment and the feel of each other being so closely pressed against one another. Annabeth wished she could stay in this moment for all eternity but knew that she had to confront the fears and doubts plaguing her husband. Or at the very least distract him.
Pulling her head back to look Percy seriously in the eye, she asked.
" What is the problem, Percy? Why are you not able to sleep? I know we both had a long day, and we both should be exhausted… tell me what is bothering you. And don't you dare lie to Seaweed brain. I know when you are fine and when you are fretting over something."
Percy just sighed and cast a look over the city before turning back to his wife with a resigned expression. He seemed as if he had aged decades in that one moment.
" I am not sure about this plan, Annabeth. I cannot help but feel a sense of dread pooling in my stomach. It sometimes feels like we are opening Pandora's box."
" Pithos, actually." interrupted Annabeth.
"What?" Percy asked, confused.
" Pandora's Pithos, seaweed brain, not a box. Don't tell me that you have already forgotten about it so soon. You were the one to give it to Lady Hestia in the first place. Geez, I think old age is finally catching up to you. Maybe it is time for this centenarian to go to an asylum seeing how he is brooding all the time." Annabeth teased Percy.
She pulled away from him and started to walk towards their bed with an extra seductive sway of her hips. Pausing, she looked back at him over her shoulder and huskily said.
" Maybe, I should start looking for a younger man to warm my bed..."
She continued walking towards the bed, only to be stopped by a pair of strong arms wrapping around her middle. A smooth baritone voice breathed in her ears.
" Centenarian, huh? Maybe it is time to show what this centenarian can do..."
SMUT BEGINS.
Suddenly, Annabeth squealed as she found herself being lifted off her feet and thrown unceremoniously onto their bed. Before she could voice any protest, her words were cut off by his lips over her mouth.
One of Percy's hands undid the knot of her nightgown and pushed it open, exposing one of her breasts. A hand covered her breasts and began to pinch her nipples, making her moan into his mouth out of pleasure.
He slowly began to trace a line of kisses along her neck down towards her chest, pulling the nightgown off her body. When he sucked at her right breast, Annabeth felt pleasure shoot up her body.
"Oh, gods," Annabeth moaned loudly.
She pushed his head into her breast and threw her head back. She felt him pinching the other. Before he pulled off, he bit her areola hard before moving to the next one, giving her the perfect mixture of pain and pleasure.
"Oh, Percy. Gods, you're so good." her hands get tangled in his dark hair.
After lavishing sufficient attention to her breasts, he began to kiss down towards her nether regions. Each kiss made Annabeth's breath come out in a short gasp.
He kneeled in front of her and pressed a hand on her thigh, spreading her legs apart. Annabeth let out a short breath and bit down on her lip in anticipation as Percy pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh. Then he started going a little higher until he was licking a slow stripe up her centre and eliciting a deep sensual moan out of her.
Annabeth dug her nails into the bedsheets, needing something to hold on to when he rolled his tongue over her sensitive spot and drove her insane.
"Percy. Percy," she whimpered.
Percy pushed his tongue into her vagina, making her hips jump at the shock of the sudden intrusion. Percy chuckled and laid his forearm over her pelvis, pinning her down to stop her from moving.
"Stay still," he tells her. He then pushes his tongue into me once, twice more, making her squirm and thread her fingers through his hair.
"Fuck, Percy, yes," she urged him when he flattened his tongue on her clit without warning. She let out a soft yelp and tugged at his hair. He started to suck at her clit, gently first and then a little harsher. The increasing pressure made her moan wantonly.
"Deeper." Annabeth whimpered when Percy abruptly grabbed her thighs and hoisted her legs over his broad shoulders- causing his tongue to enter her deeper. This enabled him to stimulate her sensitive G spot.
At last, Annabeth came into his mouth, with his name being tumbling from her lips. She tugged at his hair as he rolled his tongue inside of her through her orgasm.
She tried rolling her hips against his mouth but found it very difficult. Especially when his strong forearm was still pinning her to the bed, so she arched her back. Pulling her thighs close, she clenched his head in between them.
When she finally returned from the high of her orgasm, she noticed that Percy was on his knees up from his crouching position and his lips curled into a smirk. He had also removed his sweat pants and was completely naked. She noticed that his cock was slick with pre-cum.
She sat on his lap as he leaned down to kiss her. Both of them groaned when their bodies made contact without a barrier, with his cock grinding against her slick entrance. He pressed open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone and neck before delving into a deep passionate kiss into her mouth.
Annabeth could taste herself on his lips and couldn't help but moan deeply into the kiss. His teeth sunk into her neck, alternating between biting and sucking on the skin. His fingers danced delicately across the sides of her body, sending shivers down her spine.
His hand dips into her nether regions, tracing his fingers against her clit. Her lower lip quivers. He inserted a finger shallowly into her folds, making her whimper his name. His palm brushed against her clit as her head fell forward to his shoulder, eyes closed.
Suddenly his finger stopped their movements.
"Keep your eyes on me, sweetheart," he muttered.
With her head leaning forwards on his broad shoulder, her grey eyes were unclosed, staring at the pair of lusty green eyes above her.
"Now, lean back and relax. You're so stiff."
Annabeth found it funny how he could use such an innocent nickname in a vulgar setting. Nevertheless, Annabeth slowly eased her body back into the bed with Percy, laying on her side and slightly above her.
She shuddered in his hold when he sunk in a second finger as he swiped his thumb against her clit once, twice, making it difficult to maintain her opened eyes. She focused on the magnificent colour of his eyes which had darkened in lust.
She gasped when he curled his finger inside her. Percy grinned against her lips, tugging on her bottom one gently with his teeth before sliding his tongue along it. Her hand stretched up to push her fingers into his hair again. He explored her mouth with his tongue.
They were gasping for air when they finally drew apart. Lips red, her cheeks flushed, and both set of eyes dark as the pits of Tartarus.
She rolls her hips against his hand, but he places his other firmly on her thigh to still her movements.
"Let me do it," he said, and somehow that makes her even wetter.
"Well, do it faster," she moaned when one of his fingers delved into her, hitting her walls.
It didn't take long until another wave of mind-numbing pleasure hit her. Percy's name came out of her in a low moan. Percy worked his fingers against her through her orgasm, making it last longer.
He let her relax for a while before pecking her lips and saying.
"I want to fuck you senseless."
She gave him a deep passionate kiss. One filled with want and need.
"Make me yours, baby. Please, I need you."
"Oh, you'll surely have me," He assured her, his eyes tracing her skin."You'll have me long and hard."
His husky voice sent tingles down her spine to her womanhood.
He spreads her legs wider, taking hold of her thighs. He then hitched her legs around his hips so that his length had better access to her vagina. He kept a tight grip on her right thigh- to hold her in place. He guided himself along her folds, each letting out small moans of excitement when the wetness there spread across him.
"Ready?" He rasped, looking away from where their bodies met briefly to catch her eye.
She hastily nodded, "Yeah."
He sank into her fully in one thrust, with his length buried to the hilt.
Annabeth moaned when Percy slammed into her. Her head fell deeper into the pillow while Percy lay his on her shoulder. Her eyes were squeezed shut, and her fingers clenched her thighs, all in an attempt to keep from moving as she adjusted to him.
She shook slightly in his hold, whimpering as he brushed warm lips up her jaw to her forehead while his thickness slowly stretched her inside walls. Annabeth arched her back and rotated her hips in a desperate attempt to make him move.
"Move," she muttered, not able to wait any longer.
Her moans turned to whimpers as he began thrusting, trading the quick thrusts for long strokes now that reached inside her, leaving his tip to nudge her cervix. They were smooth and rolling as Percy arched his body, working his hips against hers until there was absolutely no space left between them.
The sound of skin connecting with skin and rubbing together sounded throughout the room, mixing with her moans and whimpers as he grunted and groaned. They were loud, undoubtedly. But they did not care.
Knowing they would not last much longer, he connected their bare chests, crushing her gently with his weight. She felt him shiver when her nipples flattened against him. Their stomachs and hips grazed each other with each of his movements.
No words were exchanged as both surrendered to the throes of passion. Percy arched his hips into hers and once more set up a rhythm that would take them to the end. Their lips crashed upon each other, tongues duelling and teeth nipping.
They kissed as if their life depended solely on the kiss. When the need for air became too great, they broke apart, only to keep their lips touching as they moved together.
She could feel the familiar heat pooling in her stomach, her muscles tensing as she neared her peak. Her toes curled as her thighs gripped Percy's body tightly.
Percy could tell that she was close. He knows her entirely- by the way, her demeanour changed, how her breathing became harsher. Her body began to writhe beneath his, losing control of herself.
" I…I, ah! I'm g-going to-" She babbled, her nails digging into his sides. She was almost at the edge of her release.
"Percy, I…I, ah! I'm g-going to-" She babbled, her nails ploughing into his sides harshly. She could feel that even he was inching towards his precipice.
"Yeah, I got you," He hissed, his eyes blazing down into hers. "Let go, darling, let go for me, darling."
Her mouth dropped open, her lungs expanded with a deep breath, and her eyes never strayed from his when a moan escaped her lips as she came apart beneath him. It was choked off as she shook and squirmed. The extra sensitivity of her clit grinding against his pubic bone and his continuous thrusts drew out her orgasm on as long as possible.
Percy's pace became sloppy as he lost his control, his thrusts wild as his teeth sunk themselves into her neck, leaving behind a reddened mark. Hands gripping her thigh and hair, he drove himself into her repeatedly, searching for his release, until the buzz at the base of his spine poured itself through him. He jerked into her tight, wet heat.
"Fuck, babe!" He groaned, his vision blurring as he exploded inside of her.
She purred in contentment, burying her face in the crook of his neck as she felt the warmth of him fill her insides. He continued to draw back and thrust forward jerkily. His entire body vibrated as the last of his orgasm pulsed through his body. He emptied himself inside of her before gently collapsing on top of her.
She brushed her lips along his collarbone and jaw, soothing his aftershocks with gentle kisses. His weight caged her in protectively. It felt like a warm blanket was draped over her, shielding her from the cold.
"I love you," she declared softly, stroking his hair.
"I love you too, Annabeth. So fucking much."
His response was muffled by her chest as he placed a kiss there.
As she lay beneath him, her thoughts began to wander from the kiss. She reminisced the countless times they had proclaimed our love for each other. It has been almost 8 decades since they married, but they are still a pair of madly in love newlyweds.
No matter what the future held, Annabeth was sure that this was something that would never change.
This was something permanent and eternal.
SMUT ENDS.
Annabeth was snuggling deeply into her husband. Their bodies were lightly coated with sweat, yet she was contented. The sun was just starting to peek over the horizon, with the sky a colourful dash of red and orange. She guessed they had a couple of more hours before they needed to get ready.
She had just woken up after their midnight romp. She was taking in the tranquillity of the scene, listening to the soothing heartbeat of her husband as he slept.
" Don't think I do not know what you did. Using sex to distract me was a strategy worthy of Athena."
Annabeth was startled but replied, feigning innocence.
" I do not know what you mean, seaweed brain."
She then turned to look at the bright sea-green eyes of her husband.
Percy laughed lightly and kissed her forehead.
"Darling, I have been trained in the art of seduction by the Goddess of Love herself. I knew from the moment you made the old man comment that you were trying to distract me from my worries."
Percy paused for a moment as his eyes turned serious.
" Thank you, Wise Girl. I guess I needed that. But still, I feel that the Empire opening up without restrictions is a bad idea. Call it a gut feeling..."
Annabeth tried to interrupt, but Percy was on a roll.
" I know Annabeth that this move is necessary. We need the outside world for our food supplies. I am well aware that the land we currently occupy cannot sustain the population of the Empire was it to grow at the current pace. This is something that you have reminded me of several times. But…"
Percy trailed off as his attention had shifted to the distance. Annabeth knew the look on his face very well. It was the look when his mind was millions of miles away.
Annabeth took his face in her hand and then slowly turned it in her direction. Looking into his eyes, she then spoke softly.
" But what, Percy? We are not the same people that we were before. We have grown stronger since then. None of the armies in either Westeros or Essos possesses the strength to defeat us. Possibly, we could land lucrative trade deals and strong allies. Even if the world turns against us, What is the worst that can happen to us?"
Percy just sighed and pulled Annabeth closer to him, resting his chin on top of her head. Neither would realize that the prophetic words spoken by her would come to haunt them in a way no could have ever foreseen.
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