Tutor

Chapter 7

Four days have passed, and with each passing day, I felt small changes occur inside of me. I wasn't sure if I was hallucinating or just overthinking, but it felt off. A part of me still saw me as the same cheeky seaweed brain as before, but another part wanted to scream out that I wasn't; the bad news was that I wanted to lash out, I wanted this new me to unleash, I wanted to accept it.

After finding myself asleep on a king-sized bed with both Chloe and Vanessa by my side. I slowly got up and left, leaving them a small note saying that I needed to go home. It was around ten when I got back to our condo and my mom was super pissed. I mean, sure I was a young adult now, but finding your son's bed empty is something my mother never wanted to experience again.

But her anger faded quickly after I apologized. Right now, I was eating a late breakfast, but my mind was somewhere else. I knew something was wrong with me and that it had something to do with this damned tattoo. But what? Whenever I tried to think of an explanation, something inside me would say "no" and disappear. It was as if my conscience was alright with this change, and that I was always like this.

Maybe I was always like this… But one thing for sure was that I wasn't going to let this hold me back. If my mind is telling me no, then I should just listen and go on with my life. Yes, that was exactly what my conscience was telling me. I'm different now, yes, and I should accept it, I should explore it…

"Percy, dude, you left camp a week ago without any explanation. When are you coming back, man?" Grover asked through the Iris message. I had just finished eating breakfast, well, if eating three pieces of bacon and leaving everything else was valid, then yes.

"Sorry, sorry, I just wanted to visit my mom," I apologized, "and I guess I'm just too caught up with some stuff, to come back."

"Alright, yeah, totally valid excuse; except for the fact that you feel different," Grover deadpanned, his face was scrunched up like he was thinking deeply.

"What do you mean?" I asked him suspiciously, gazing at the tattoo on my left hand.

"Well, you know our mind link?" he asked, pointing to the side of his temple.

"Yeah," I nodded along, hiding my left hand under the desk.

"It's just that, it doesn't feel like before. It feels different," Grover said, his voice stuttering around the end. His face started to sweat as he rubbed his forehead, trying to think.

"I don't know," I said blankly, "It's probably because I'm tired," I shrugged, my eyes narrowing onto his trembling figure.

"No, I don't think that's the rea-" but before he could complete his sentence, my mom barged in, I immediately swiped the cloud and swerved my chair towards her.

"Percy," she huffed as she settled the laundry basket down in front of my door. "I've got a question for you."

"Yeah, mom?" I asked calmly, making sure that I didn't look suspicious. My eyes narrowed slightly as I tried to decipher if she caught my conversation with Grover.

"Are you free tonight?"

"Yeah? I guess," I replied cautiously, not sure what she was going to go on about.

"Great!" she smiled, "then you can go over to Jasmine's house and tutor her!" she happily squealed.

"W-what?!" I recoiled in shock, leaning back so much that I almost fell backward on my chair. "Tutor her?!" I yelled, "mom, in case you forgot, I'm a demigod who barely gets a B."

"Oh I know that silly," she responded, but her voice sounded nervous, "but you are good with one subject… and that's Marine Biology. Which is exactly what Jasmine is currently studying at the moment."

I couldn't help but sigh, she got me there. "Fine, I'll help her out," Plus, we still had some unfinished business. I whispered, finding myself grinning madly as my mind cried wildly. I felt my hand warm-up, the glow of the tattoo seeping through my sweater pocket.

"Great! You can go over tonight at seven," my mom cheered, but her voice still sounded strained and nervous. Flashing me a quick smile she left promptly with her basket of laundry.

"Perce!" Someone yelled, causing me to fall flat on my ass.

"Argh! What the hell Grover?!" I shouted in frustration as I rubbed my behind.

"Sorry, but you suddenly swiped the message," he apologized, "now about that feeling…" he drawled as if he was too scared to answer.

"It's nothing alright," I hissed, "I'll come back to camp in a few days, I've just got a few things to clear up first," I explained, groaning as I stood up.

"Alright, y-yeah, cool," Grover muttered. Looking up, I saw his face as pale as a ghost. It wasn't nice seeing my best friend this scared because of my harsh tone, but something inside me liked it.

"Sorry, I'm just super stressed at the moment," I addressed, "I'll see you soon alright?"

"Yeah, sounds great Perce," he said one final time before swiping the message.

"Alright Jasmine, let's see what I can do for you tonight…"

He was the busiest of the gods, but not once was he ever so overwhelmed or this nervous. Which was why he was at the bar, drinking nectar as he tiredly gazed around the chattering gods and nymphs. Apollo had brought him here too, and let me repeat, "have some fun and relax bitch," but it wasn't exactly relaxing.

It had just been a few days since he last saw Perseus and the tattoo that filled his heart with a feeling of dread and unease. He knew that tattoo, but had very little info about it since it was quite rare; actually, it might be the only one in existence. One thing for sure was that the tattoo held great power; it was capable of changing someone deeply, but that all depended on the person. Which was why he had wanted to warn Artemis about it, but… he just couldn't, I mean had you seen that girl? She's a fucking beast!

So here he was once again. Drinking nectar after nectar as he tried to calm his mind. After the first twenty glasses, the drink had started to taste bland, but he kept going, cause what else would he do? He was now on his hundredth-fucking-glass, and it literally tasted like nothing. Imagine air, then put that air in a glass and drink it; yes, it's like breathing in air.

"Ughhh! Fuck this," he groaned as he stood up. If he had stood up thirty glasses before he would've fallen right over. But hey, his body got used to it, and yeah, gods could get drunk as well.

"Hermes! Where ya going brother?" a drunk-ass Apollo staggered towards him, holding a glass of nectarine, the 'heavy stuff'.

"Home, and into my bed," he groaned as Apollo shifted his entire weight onto him.

"Aw come on! In bed alone?" the drunk god asked, "you've got all these nymphs and you want to go to bed alone?" he stated, waving his spaghetti arms around the bar.

It was just like his brother to always be thinking of girls. "Yes Apollo, alone," he replied, sliding Apollo's arm off only to watch him fall face first. This caused a few of the other minor gods to laugh as the sun god got up.

"Fuck you, bro, don't you remember our code," Covering his ears, he sighed waiting for what was to come. "When we go home, we don't go alone!" the god sang, before winking a nearby nymph who blushed heavily.

"I guess you're right," he found himself saying before he grabbed a nymph by the arm and pulled her close. "My bed, now," he growled, the nymph melting instantly in his arms.

"Yeah! Go, Hermes!" Apollo whooped, clapping him on the back as he went off with his companion for the night.

"Lord Hermes, it's my pleasure to be yours tonight," the nymph said in his arms, her eyes just glossed with admiration and lust.

"Then let's go," he said, carrying her bridal style as she happily pecked at his cheek.

Seven on the dot, I knocked on Jasmine's door and was greeted by her mother. "Perseus! Come in, come in," she said. Her brown hair was tucked in a bun, showing off her nice jawline that I would happily- nope, stop.

"Thanks, Mrs. B," Sitting down on one of their couches my eyes trailed their room. It was nice, they were certainly in no need of cash. My eyes finally landed back onto Mrs. B, who had an apron on; but it wasn't enough to cover her bust.

I guess she caught me looking because she explained, "Oh this? I was just in the middle of making dinner. If you want, you can stay and eat with us," she offered. But I discreetly declined, seeing that what was about to happen next would be awkward.

"That's alright, maybe next time."

"Sure, no problem. Now, Sally tells me that you're really good at Marine Biology," she said, taking a seat beside me.

"Yeah, I want to be a Marine Biologist when I graduate," I answered, making eye contact with her.

"Then you must really love the water, yes?"

"Oh definitely," I responded, "especially when it can do so many things…"

"Oh? Care to tell me?" she asked. I don't know if it was just my imagination, but her knees seemed to slowly get closer; to the point where they were barely grazing mine.

"I would…" I drawled, eyeing her collarbone, "but my mom said that you wanted me to help, Jasmine?" I drew the line, seeing her blink as she suddenly came back to reality.

"Oh yes! How could I forget, oh my gosh Jasmine is probably waiting for you. I'm so sorry," she apologized, "her door is the last door in the hall."

"Thanks, Mrs. B."

"Isabella, you can call me Isabella. I guess we're on first names now, aren't we?" she said out of nowhere.

"Holy shit, I just got her first name," I thought to myself, "Thanks, Mrs- Isabella," With that, I rose and headed towards the last door to the left.

I couldn't help but chuckle as I saw the door. It screamed, "GIRL," knocking, I heard a bed creak as the door handle turned.

"Ye-" Jasmine's stunned face appeared, as I smirked back at her.

"Hey, nice door by the way," I said, barging in as I took a seat on her bed.

"Percy?!" Jasmine yelled but quickly whispered. As she closed the door promptly.

"Yeah?..."

"What are you doing here?!" she whispered angrily.

"Hey now, don't get mad. Your mom asked my mom if I can tutor you, I thought you knew."

"I didn't know!" she cried, leaning against the door with a thud.

"Well… I'm here now, might as well help you," I answered tiredly. It wasn't my fault though; like how could I not fall asleep when her bed felt so comfy.

It took a while but she finally relented with a sigh, "Ugh, fine, just please don't do anything… silly," Sitting down at her desk, she began to ruffle through a bunch of papers before handing me a copy.

"What do you mean don't do anything silly?" I asked innocently as I looked through the paper. It was pretty easy stuff, well, probably because I was the son of the sea god.

"You know what I mean Percy…" she drawled.

"I don't, so maybe you can refresh my mind for me," I teased. Already finished summarizing everything on the paper and pointing out the mistakes.

"Argh! Can you just help me?"

"Already done Princess," I handed her the paper, while I watched her reaction. Her pouting face instantly changed into a shocked face as she looked through the paper.

"Whoa, you actually…" she muttered.

"Yup, now what else can I help you with?" With that I continued to help her with her Marine Biology homework, pointing out all the mistakes and helping her understand. "You're so smart! I can't believe I got to finish this quick," she sighed. Landing on her bed with her arms spread out.

"Don't I get a reward, Princess?"

"Hmm?" Sitting on her spinning chair, I looked at her tired frame. Her hair hung loosely with a few strands covering her eyes. Her shirt was wrinkled and a bit messy, showing off a bit of her side. "A reward," she finally mused. Stopping my eyes from wandering any further.

She flipped on her side, revealing her scrunched up face that was thinking very hard. It was cute how her eyebrows tucked together and her mouth twisted into a pout. Jasmine, I wish you know that my feelings for you are genuine. She finally caught my gaze and blushed heavily, pulling a pillow to cover her face.

"What are you looking at you perv," she shouted, but the pillow muffled her voice.

"Oh, nothing, just a girl that I love," Getting up I walked towards her bed and sat down. "Can't you just face me once? You've been avoiding my gaze for an hour now."

Slowly sliding down the pillow, her blue eyes stared into mine. We just sat there, enjoying each other's company. "It was just once," she whispered, her eyes averting mine.

Sighing, I found myself gazing at the tattoo that glowed that fateful day. It was warm and glowing red, which only happened whenever I was around a girl. Not just any girl, but I assumed that they were girls that found an interest in me. But this time was different, it was warm, but it wasn't emitting a red glow. Instead, it was glowing a faint yellow color. What did that mean?

"Jasmine," I said carefully, looking at the yellow glow, "I truly do love you," She didn't budge, so I continued. "When I first met you, it was nothing but lust, but after that meeting, something inside me changed. I love you, I want to be with you," Grabbing her chin, she tried to turn but stopped.

"Percy…" she whispered. I could feel her chest rising and falling fast, it was as if we made a bond. Bringing my face closer her eyes closed as our lips connected. The feeling was something I couldn't describe. It was magical. With my eyes closed, I saw a bright yellow light envelop the room before it darkened again. Opening my eyes, I saw Jasmine's eyes light up with happiness.

It didn't take a minute before I felt her crush me in a hug, "You really mean it."

"Yes, I do," I whispered lovingly, bringing her closer to me. Looking at my hand, the tattoo had turned black again.

"Kids, dinner is rea-" I heard Jasmine's mom say, "oh! I'll um, leave you guys, sorry," We looked at each other before we both burst out laughing.

"Ahh," I sighed, "you know… she said she'll leave us for a while," I said mischievously, sliding my hand across her leg to show her what I meant.

"I guess we can…"

"No, NO!" I gasped as my eyes widened in surprise. "This couldn't be happening," I thought to myself. "Ugh," Raising a hand to wipe the sweat from my eyebrows, I closed my eyes and tried to remember what I had just felt.

"M'Lady!" Xander trotted up to my bed. The door wide open as he looked at me worriedly.

"Xander," I nodded.

"Are you alright M'Lady? I heard screaming," he asked. Xander was always this loyal, he wasn't just a general, he was my friend.

"No, everything is alright," I told him, for this wasn't a matter to be spoken of. After a brief second Xander hesitantly nodded and followed my command to leave.

"Sigh, what was that," I asked myself. It was a feeling unknown to me, but at the same time, familiar. Did this have something to do with Perseus? What would it be, did we somehow create a bond between us? I wasn't sure, everything was just so weird. Through the past days after my encounter with Perseus, I always felt something weird inside of me.

Shaking my head, I noticed that I wasn't the only one dripping wet with sweat. The sheets of my bed were wet as well, along with my nightgown that was wet to the point where I could feel the wind penetrate through. Snapping my finger, the sheets disappeared and another pair took its place. Another snap and my nightgown dried itself.

"Oh, Perseus… is this you?" I said out to the moon. I wanted to visit him, but I did threaten to kill him, and I wasn't sure if it was Perseus who was causing all these mishaps.

"I think we've been in a similar situation before, don't you think?" I grinned, watching as Jasmine teasingly slid her legs apart with a shy smile planted on her lips.

"Mmhmm, I think so. But I can't seem to recall it, maybe you can help me remember?" Jasmine snapped back, her hand floating against my chest as if she was too shy to touch me. Smiling, I leaned into her hands; slowly, they started to make their move. Sliding against my rock hard chest and feeling the tiny scars that were from the multiple battles I went through.

"Gladly," I growled. After I gave her some time to dance along the scars. I crashed my lips onto hers; seconds later, we were already french kissing. Her lips were desperate for mine as I could feel her lean more into the kiss, her tongue trying to get every last taste.

My hand slid to her inner thigh where I felt her shiver with excitement. Massaging her thighs, I moved in deeper until I felt her wet panties. I rubbed them for a bit, hearing her moan into the kiss as I tried my best to get her drive going. Slipping her panty to the side, I began to rub her folds, threatening to shove a finger now and then.

"Fuu~ahhh!" Jasmine screamed as she separated from the kiss. "Perccy! Stop teasing me!"

"I can do anything I want," I smirked, latching myself onto her collarbone, kissing my way up to her neck.

"Oh yes~ more Percy, moree!" She whined as her hands pulled me closer to the crook of her neck.

"I'm in command," I growled, shoving a finger into her pussy.

"FUCK!" Jasmine screamed as her hands flew off to cover her mouth. Shoving another finger in, I began to fuck her even faster. Her mouth was clamped shut but it was threatening to open to let out another moan. That's when I stopped.

Jasmine gave me a curious look, but it slowly turned into shock as I began to slide my jeans off. Throwing them aside, I began to pump my shaft as it slowly grew to its 9inch size. "Now then, where were we?" I asked her before I slipped the tip in.

"PER~hffmm!" Jasmine moaned as her back arched. I could feel her juices as I rubbed the head of my cock around her folds. More moans began to escape as Jasmine couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Fuckk, you're drenching wet," I groaned. Slowly, I started to penetrate her pussy; my dick slowly sliding in as I began to feel her tight walls grind against me. "Oh shit, Jasmine!" I couldn't help but moan out as I grabbed the sheets of the bed and kissed her. That's when I slammed in the rest of the way.

"AHHH~FUCK!" Jasmine cried as her eyes widened. "Percy! You're too big!" she hissed, but her moans said otherwise.

"You need time to adjust?" I smirked.

"No," Jasmine returned with a grin, grabbing my shoulders as I began to slide in and out of her sweet cunt.

"You sure?" I teased, groaning as I pushed my cock even deeper. Her walls began to clench as I reached the entrance of her womb. My tip twitched at the feeling of her cervix, just waiting to be pummeled.

"Ye-Ahhh!" Jasmine moaned, her nails digging into my shoulder. "Oh gosh, your cock is so big!" she squealed.

"And your pussy is just so divine!" I grunted. My pace quickened after I felt Jasmine begin to adjust - even after she said she didn't have to - with each thrust a squelching sound could be heard as her juices slowly started to drip, signaling that her climax was nearing.

"Yes! Just like that Percy, keep fucking my dirty cunt!" Jasmine cried in pleasure, as her back arched, allowing me to reach even deeper.

"Damn right. Your dirty slutty cunt is mine, and mine alone," I growled into her ear, my lip just barely grazing her lobe. My hot voice sent a shiver down her spine as I felt her tremble before me, twitching in pleasure from the dirty comment.

"Fuuck! Use me like a slut, fuck me, and spread your hot semen on my body!" Jasmine cried even louder, her arms hooking around my neck and pulling me close.

"That's right, you're my fucking slut, my submissive little bitch," I hissed, capturing her neck as I started to suck and nibble on the soft flesh, eager to create a mark fit for a slut.

"I'm going to cum! Fuck fuck FUCK!" Jasmine squealed in pleasure as I quickened my pace even more. Each thrust resonated a slapping sound that echoed the room, it filled me with pleasure, just hearing her moan under me.

"Then take it all you little BITCH!" I groaned, as my cock twitched and unleashed my awaiting cum.

"PERCCYY!" Jasmine cried as she too orgasmed, her juices exploding and drenching both of us. "Shit shit shit~" She moaned as she gasped for air.

"Clean it up," I nudged her, slapping my cum soaked cock against her cheek. Without any hesitation, she engulfed the head and began to suck and swirl her tongue, trying to get all the cum out. After a while she began to slowly move down the shaft, sliding her tongue around to get all the cum. "Yess, just like that," I praised her.

Her eyes lit up with the praise and she doubled her efforts. She took the entire thing and began to gag and swirl her tongue around before going back up and sucking the tip. "Am I doing good, master?" she asked.

"Fuck yes," I praised her once more before I slid my dick out with a satisfying pop. Grabbing her chin, I looked her dead in the eye, "You're my little slut, my sweet little cum dump," She didn't argue as she nodded her head vigorously. "Now, go get cleaned up before your mom questions us," With that, I watched her cum coated ass sway across the room; opening the door and peeking before she left.

I rolled onto my back, also out of breath, and just like that, I felt myself succumb to Morpheus' spell.