Glass of Whiskey

Chapter 4

Five hours, it's been five hours since the extremely inappropriate event regarding Jasmine. Now I was in bed, wide awake, with my mind on overdrive, trying to unscramble everything that had just happened. "Sigh, ok, let's start from the beginning," Chiron gave me a quest to exterminate a group of 'rabid' wolves close to camp borders. But surprise! It was Lupa's pack, and then… that happened. Next, I come home, notice a tattoo on my left hand and it starts to glow red and produce heat. Then I go to the bathroom and I have fun with the new next-door neighbor. Which is kinda messed up since I had a girlfriend, but I couldn't call it an excuse since Lupa and I… "Sigh, oh my gosh," Next off! Now… I was here. What exactly was going on?!

Gazing at the new tattoo that I just received. It was pure black, unlike before at the dinner table when it was glowing bright red. What exactly caused it to glow and why? It wasn't a big tattoo, nor was it that intricate; all it was, was a crescent moon. I don't recall getting a tattoo unless Estelle drew it on me while I was asleep. But how could it glow? Not to mention the cold feeling that I felt, and how I acted towards Jasmine. Honestly, it was like something went over me. But what?

Looking over at my alarm clock it read 11:00 pm. I couldn't sleep and I needed to clear my head, so I guess a midnight walk was in need. Throwing the covers off of me, I went to grab my jeans that hung from my desk chair. Riptide? Check. Wallet? Check, phone? Heh, Demigods can't have phones. Walking over to my dresser I dug around for a clean shirt, while I threw my present one into the hamper. The cold breeze that came from my open window made me shiver, as I quickly threw on the black shirt. It had holes, but it's what you call style, although my mom always offered to go shopping with me whenever I wore it.

Slipping through my bedroom door, I entered the dark hallway. I could hear Paul snoring from the master bedroom, guess they were passed asleep, which was great. Creaking open my sister's door I saw her sleeping figure under her Little Mermaid covers. Now she had taste. Carefully maneuvering towards the front door I passed the kitchen and living room successfully. One of the advantages of living in a condo, no creaking wooden floors. Slipping through the door I checked one final time if someone was present before I closed it.

The corridor of the condo complex was lightly lit. As a rug ran from one end of the hallway to the other. The walls were a light beige color, with a few swirls that worked as designs. The rug was covered in intricate patterns, they seemed almost trippy. Jasmine's condo was just in front of ours and looking at it, I just couldn't believe that I just had sex with a girl other than Annabeth. Not to mention, a goddess as well. What the hell was I supposed to tell her?

I walked down the hall, making my way to the elevators and hitting the button to go down. "Ding!" the elevator doors opened and I entered the brightly lit platform. Fly Me to the Moon by Frank Sinatra played softly on the radio. At least the music here was better than the music for the elevators in the Empire State Building. I honestly had to talk to Apollo about that... urgently. Clicking the button for the lobby I waited till the number reached one, "Ding!" the lobby was pretty impressive, with all the modern decors that painted the entire room. Walking towards the exit I opened the twin doors and breathed in the New York air. Unlike the inside of the lobby, outside was more chaotic, as if night wasn't relevant.

I guessed it rained, as puddles of water dotted the streets. I tried to avoid them but it was to no avail as my mind kept on going back to the events that occurred earlier today. I walked around the block, just letting my feet take control as I tried to think of something else. But it all just kept coming back to my current situation. I wish Annabeth was here, if I told her what was happening she would probably have an idea. But I couldn't exactly tell her…

"Hey kid, spare change?" a man sitting hopelessly on the pavement asked.

Digging into my pocket I brought out a few dollars, "Here ya go," I handed all of it to him with a smile. I was about to walk away when he spoke.

"This ain't a dollar," he exclaimed, as he examined a yellow coin,

"Shit," I gave him a drachma. "Sorry bout that," I quickly took the drachma and went to leave.

A flash of light and then a warm feeling erupted from behind me, "That hurt cuz, are you really going to take that away from me?" a smirking Hermes stood in place of the homeless man.

"Lord Hermes!" I went to kneel, my jeans getting wet on a puddle. Damn it, really?!

"Heh, I'm just joking. Now get up from there," he laughed, as he motioned for me with his caduceus to raise.

"Lord Hermes, what are you doing here? Wait, don't tell me, it's another quest isn't it?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Hah! No, no it isn't. Chiron was just worried, he asked me to look for you."

"Ah, I see. Yeah, I should've been back at camp," I nervously laughed as I scratched the back of my head.

"So… what's my favorite cousin been doing?" he asked.

"Nothing much, just resting at my mom's."

"Well that's good, I'll tell Chiron not to worry, although, a light punishment may be waiting for not contacting him."

"Ohh yeah, yup, I'm prepared," honestly, I wasn't.

"By the way, that's a cool tattoo," Hermes said, as he looked at my hand.

"Thanks?" I looked at him questioningly as his gaze seemed to linger.

"Anyways, I'll be on my way now. I'll see you later cuz," he said, and with that, I looked away and he erupted into a column of gold.

"I'll see you later cuz," I told Perseus before I made sure he looked away and erupted into a column of gold. Teleporting back to my house in Olympus.

Just like he said, he was asked by Chiron to check the veteran demigod. It wasn't much since he was the god of travel, so he could easily find anyone. Hence how he found Perseus. All was well, Perseus was safe and was just resting with his mortal parents. But something seemed off about him, about the tattoo that was on his left hand.

"I know I've seen that tattoo somewhere, but where?" he had definitely seen that tattoo before. It might've been just once, but he was sure it was the same one. But why did his cousin have it? Unless it was just a normal tattoo, but it reeked of a certain aura… an aura that associated itself with a certain sister of his… Artemis.

"Damn it, Percy, what did you get yourself into now?"

After Hermes left, I continued my walk. I felt a bit more relieved, but the events still played around my head like a tape on rewind. I was a bit far off of the condo now, but the loud NYC noise was still present. It kinda helped with the memories, emphasis on the word 'kinda'. My feet continued to lead the way as I roamed the still semi-crowded streets of New York. Taking a turn I entered a dead street, as in no one was present. That was pretty rare, actually, it's super rare. It was quite peaceful, but the memories came flooding out again. Goddamnit!

My ears instantly perked up as I heard footsteps. They sounded very quiet and soft, but I could feel the tremor that it caused. These were footsteps that didn't belong to any human, nor animal. I quickly ran to a corner of a building and crouched, my hand inching towards my pocket where Riptide was. Soon enough, a towering figure entered the street.

"I smell a demigod," it growled. Its clothes were torn, as its two huge limbs laid flat against its side. Its one lone eye was frantically searching from left to right.

"Shit," taking out Riptide. I waited for the cyclops to come closer to my hiding spot. One, two, three… "Rawrr!" I ran out, Riptide's gold aura blazing behind me as I ran towards the cyclops. Once I was close enough, I slid through his legs and cut the tendons of his Achilles heel.

"Argh! Puny demigod, I, Belthos will eat you!" it yelled, as it tried to grab me with its long arms. It couldn't get up anymore, in other words, it was a sitting duck.

"Sorry bud, but this demigod isn't available right now," I gave him a smirk before I dodged his hand and thrust my sword towards his chest.

"Oof!" I felt my stomach turn upside down, as I felt myself get snatched up.

"Clang," Riptide fell from my grasp as the Cyclops held me close, his face lit up as he smiled in glee.

"Crap…"

"Gotchu now demigod! HAHA!" the cyclops cheered happily. "Now it's time to eat!"

"Fucking bastard," I snarled, I felt my mouth widen as I grabbed ahold of either side of his head and began to push. "Fuck you!"

"Whaa?! What are you doing?!" he yelled, as I dug my fingers into the sides of his head.

"Die bitch!"

"Gahh! S-stop!"

"No way in Jupiter! Arghhhh!" I began to push harder, my arms straining against his tough skin. With my fingers pushing deep into his skull, drawing blood.

"P-please! No mo-r," his voice was quieting, as I felt his grip on me loosen.

"Go to Tartarus bitch!" with one final push, his voice silenced and his grip loosened completely; before his whole body fell forward. Letting me out of his grasp, as his hands fell limp against the cold cement.

"Sigh, fuck, now that was a workout," grabbing Riptide I went ahead to his head. His body was already disintegrating from the legs, as it began its descent upwards. "Holy shit," his head was practically mush. His eye socket was enlarged, his lone eye lying on the cold cement with a thick vein still connecting it. Pieces of his head were missing from where my fingers hand pierced it; with red blood oozing down in streams. How the hell did I do that? I mean, I've never actually tried physical wrestling, but damn…

Resting on one of the stone steps, I watched the body disintegrate. Riptide was back in pen form, in my pocket. Luckily none of my clothes were damaged since that would end my walk, making me resort to being back on the bed, wide awake while I continued to fry my brain to a crisp. Standing up, I went over to the pile of gold dust and began to kick it around. I felt rested now, so I guess it was back to walking. The monster fight was definitely something, I still couldn't believe that I had just done that. But it helped as well since I stopped thinking about my current situation.

I walked for a bit before I found myself standing in front of a club. It wasn't exactly my first time being in one, Camp Jupiter had their own. I was 19 so I guess there wasn't anything wrong. Without a second thought, I went in, soon enough, the loud booming noises filled my head as people danced here and there. While others chose to do some PG stuff on the side. After that fight, I needed a drink. Making my way to the bar, I took one of the many unoccupied seats. Preferably away from the thirsty girls that kept eyeing me.

"Hey there, what would you like?" the bartender asked.

"A glass of whiskey will do," I replied. Eyeing the crowd carefully and the group of girls that kept staring my way.

"Sure thing!"

"Thanks."

The club was loaded as always with young teens, college students, and whatever. The DJ was blasting away a nice tune, kinda made me think if he was a son of Apollo. You never know. Girls danced, as guys drank and made plays. It was your average club where one night stands happened and where…

"Fuck you!"

"Shut the fuck up bitch!"

"Fucker! Get your fatass out of here!"

Fights happened. On the other side, two guys were sizing each other up. While their friends, I assumed, were pulling them back from one another.

"Here you go," the bartender slid a drink my way.

"Thanks," taking it, I sipped the cold beverage as it instantly cleared my throat. I didn't drink much, but after being on countless suicide missions, you couldn't help but find something other than sex to relieve your stress.

"So… you new here?" I heard someone ask.

I looked back and shit, how could I not notice the pretty girl behind me? Wait! What am I saying? Shaking my head I replied, "Yeah, I don't really go clubbing much."

"I see, well, how's the drink?" she asked me.

"It's great, whiskey always seems to do the trick these days," I replied, while I took another sip. "Ah, that hits the stop."

"Well thanks," she smiled.

"One martini," a customer asked.

"Didn't know you were the bartender," I exclaimed.

"Got it, well I am," she gave me a small wink, "I'll talk to you later," she said before she turned and began mixing drinks. I gave an impressive face at how well she did, but I couldn't help but look down at her ass. My gaze lingered longer, as I imagined myself playing with those two cuties. It didn't help that her jeans hugged it nicely, showing off all of her curves and… what the hell! Stop!

"Y-yeah," turning around I kept my focus on the party around me. 'What the hell is wrong with me!' I shook my head and drank away. 'Just focus on the crowd Percy, focus, focus fo- what the fuck!' I quickly laid the drink back on the counter and grabbed my left wrist. Surprise, surprise! The tattoo was glowing again, what the hell! 'This isn't happening,' grabbing my drink, I downed the whole thing.

"Hey, I'm back. So… you need a refill?"

I looked into her eyes, as I saw something glaze over, "Ya know what, yes I do," I grinned.

"Hmm, keep going, Percy!"

"You got it," I was, or we, were currently in the washroom as I continued to suck on Michelle's soft neck.

"Oh my goshhh," she moaned, as I felt her hands tangle themselves in my hair. "Moree, please."

"My pleasure," hearing the urgency in her voice I smiled before I went back to her neck with two times the fun. I nibbled on the soft flesh sucking and licking every crook and crevice. Once this was all over, it would leave a mark, my mark. Telling others that she was mine.

"Don't stop!" she yelled, as she pulled my head down.

I looked down at her, "Never."

"Ahh~ Percy!"

"You're a needy one eh?" I grinned, as I rubbed her pussy through her jeans.

"Yesss!" she moaned as she held my hand down there.

"Fuck, you like that my little bitch?" I growled into her ear.

"Hmmf~yess! Oh my gosh, more!" I began to rub more frantically, as Michelle began humping and bucking into my hands.

Using my hand that was placed above her head on the wall, I grabbed one of her tits through her plaid button-up shirt. I massaged the huge ball of flesh, kneading, and pulling it. Rolling one of her nipples around my finger, I felt them perk up and harden; I pulled it, causing her to cry in pleasure. Moving onto the second one, I continued to caress the C cup breasts. Sliding my hand around the crevices; playing with the nipples as I groped the soft fleshy skin. Michelle moaned more loudly, her grip on my hair became harder as she pulled me down.

Leaving her neck vulnerable I gave her a passionate kiss, that she returned needily. Her lips tasted like a fruity cocktail, which turned me on more as I deepened the kiss. Sliding my tongue on her teeth, I probed for entrance to her mouth. She gladly opened up as our tongues met and fought each other, trying to get a taste of the other as much as possible.

"You taste divine," I whispered longingly into her eyes with a flick of my lips.

"And you taste like whiskey," she responded with a grin.

I lowered the toilet seat down. As Michelle cried for the feeling of my lips on hers. Sitting down, I smirked at her, "Well? You can't be the only one to feel pleasure."

She smirked before getting down on her knees and unbuckling my jeans. "Holy shit," Michelle said in shock, as I felt my hard cock spring forward.

"Like what you see?" I smirked.

She took it and began to stroke it, "It's so big," she exclaimed before she gave it a small peck on the tip.

"Fuck," I moaned, wanting more.

She spat on my raging cock, before using it as lube to stroke it more efficiently. Her hands worked as well as Lupa's mouth; as they twisted and massaged my cock. After a while, she started to lick and slide her tongue around the shaft, while at the same time, giving tiny kisses to the tip.

"Oh, fuck!" I groaned, as my head leaned back against the stool.

"Hmm soo tasty… such a delicacy," Michelle whispered seductively. I looked back down at her and I could see a smirk, as she continued playing with my dick. Licking from the base and all the way to the top, with a big slurp, to make me harder as it is.

"Aghh, stop teasing me!" I groaned as I felt her mouth suck the top and then release and go back to licking.

"Oh? What's this? Is Percy backing down?" she pouted, with her brown eyes staring into mine.

"I never back down," I growled before I grabbed the back of her head and shoved it onto my rod.

A look of surprise painted Michelle's face as I pushed her down as far as she could go before she started coughing, "kfhh cfhh, fffucck," she moaned, as she began to finally suck my dick, bobbing her head up and down. "Sooo good," she cried in ecstasy, as she shoved the entire thing in her mouth and began to gurgle. The feeling was insane, as the tip of my mouth felt the back of her throat vibrate with excitement.

"Shiiiit!" I held her head down, relishing the feeling. Before letting her go as strips of saliva fell from her mouth and my soaked dick.

"Hmm, I want it soo bad," she moaned, as she began to bob faster, using her tongue to swirl around the head and shaft, stimulating it as she goes.

"Ughh, Michelle!" I grunted as I felt my dick pulse. I stopped her and she opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue.

I grabbed my shaft and began to quickly stroke it as I felt the cum come out. "FUCKK!" I yelled as cum came flying out onto Michelle's face, "Yess, take it all," I groaned, making sure that a few of the drops fell onto her tongue.

"Yess, more! Give me all of your cum!" Michelle cried as she opened her mouth wider.

I grabbed Michelle's cheeks and pulled her forward, "Show me whatcha got there my little slut," I smiled. Michelle opened her mouth and showed me her tongue. Cum decorated the entire thing, overflowing so much that it was beginning to drip, "Great, now swallow it."

She pulled her tongue back and with a gulp, she showed me her newly cleaned tongue, "I love the taste of your cum," she smiled, as she cleaned my hard cock, licking the excess cum off of it.

I leaned back, just focusing on Michelle's soft tongue lick away," Ohh fuck, your amazing at this."

"Anything for his majesty," I heard her moan in pleasure.

"Well, I think it's time for round two, don'tchu think?" I grinned. I motioned for her to stand as I wiped the cum from her mouth and gave her a small kiss, before grabbing her hips and turning her around hard. "I hope you're ready," I whispered into her ear while giving it a small nibble.

"Hmm, fuck me pleasee," she moaned.

"As I said, gladly," I grabbed the hem of her jeans and pulled them down, revealing a red thong that was drenched. "Looks like this little guy needed it," I said teasingly with my hand rubbing it.

"S-stopp, just give it to mee," she pouted. I gave her my signature crooked grin before I slipped the thongs off and gently pushed the tip of my cock into her pussy. "Fffuhhh," she tried to say, but I covered her mouth. I grabbed my rod and began to rub the lips of her pussy. Teasing her as I threatened to enter, before retreating at the last second.

"Does my little bitch really want it?" I whispered into her ear. While sucking on her neck and giving it tiny bites.

"Ughh, yes! I need it, fuck me, pleasesss!" she cried, as I felt her hips buck backward.

"Then my bitch shall get what she wants," with one smooth motion, I shoved my entire length into her wet pussy. "Oh fuck!" I grunted, as I felt her pussy get tighter the deeper I got.

"YESS! FUCK ME!" Michelle cried out loud. I covered her mouth with my hand as I slowly and teasingly took my dick out. "Hmmff-ff, ffmm," Michelle bucked hysterically as she ached for pleasure.

"Quiet now," I growled. Before I shoved the entire thing again, reaching deeper than before. Michelle bucked forward, as I pushed harder. Her entire body was flushed against the stall door. After getting her pussy to adjust, I started to pound her faster and faster, until she was aching to scream out.

"Fuccckkk, it's sooo good!" she yelled after I finally removed my hand.

"You like that don't you," I grunted as I held her hips harder and began to fuck her faster and harder until her ass was bouncing with each thrust.

"Harder! Ohh fucking hell, fuck me, Percy! Fuck me! Make me your little fuck toy!" Michelle cried as she arched her head back. Revealing her neck to me, without a second's notice I latched on. Sucking and biting on her delicate skin. "Oh my g-goshh, yes!"

I grabbed her chin and turned her towards me. Her face was a mess as her mascara was fading, saliva was dripping in large amounts from her mouth as her breath came in ragged. I caught her lips and we kissed, it was a rough kiss as we both fought for dominance. I caught the bottom of her lip and bit it shedding a small amount of blood. Licking the blood, I swallowed it, the iron taste was heavenly.

Focusing back onto her pussy, my grip on her hips tightened as I felt myself coming close. I continued to pound away, getting as deep as I could. "Michelle, I'm going to cum," I moaned.

"HMM YES! Give it to me! All of it!" Michelle cried as well, as I felt her pussy clench.

"FUUCCKK!" we both yelled at the same time as I felt myself cum. Michelle cried out as she reached her climax and squirted all over me. Her pussy juice dripped down her long smooth legs, as my cum filled up her womb.

We were both gasping for air as I held her close to me. Her body leaned on me as we sat on the toilet seat. I took Michelle's cheek and turned her towards me, a single drop of blood still tainted her bottom lip from where I had bit it. Leaning down, I gave her a small kiss, licking the blood off. We stayed like that as we both began to regain our breath.

"That was amazing," Michelle said softly, before turning and giving me a small kiss. Her light brown eyes staring into mine.

"It was," I agreed, before returning the kiss. As it deepened into a passionate one. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me closer. "Michelle…" I whispered longingly when she retreated.

"I gotta go, will I see you again?" Michelle asked.

"Definitely," I grinned. Before I gave her one last kiss. Once she left, I couldn't help but relish the feeling of her lips on mine. Her soft tender lips, Lupa's juicy pussy, Jasmine's soft moans. I needed all of this, and until now, I've been worrying. But not anymore, now, I'm going to accept it.