Artemis PoV

Percy, while charming and chivalrous and all that, is probably one of the stupidest people I've ever met.

He just didn't understand the concept of being quiet as opposed to talking of things that could get him sentenced to the depths of Tartarus.

I kissed his jaw, nipping at his neck. Percy grabbed my waist. I gasped and moaned as his lips caressed my skin, trailing along with fire in their wake.

As he was kissing my collarbone, I moaned his name, pleasure evident in my voice.

Percy growled possessively, his mouth getting dangerously close to my chest.

I whimpered my lover's name as his nimble fingers came down on the fabric; brushing and tapping, stroking and pinching.

My husband pulled me forward into his chest. "Do you want me to stop?"

Those words cut through the haze of pleasure I was in. The words registering, I realized he'd thought he'd gone too far. Thought it was just because of what he said.

I shook my head. "No," I murmured, "I...I want this...not because of-of other things."

Percy leaned forward, kissing me passionately. "If you're ever

uncomfortable..."

"I know," I whispered against his lips. "Just tell you. I trust you, Percy. I trust you more than anyone else in the world, and I know how much you care for me."

I kissed him again, falling back on the bed. "Now," I murmured. "Where were we?"

My lover's lips returned to my neck, and mine parted, allowing my sounds of pleasure to echo throughout the room.

His touch sparked a fire that quickly spread throughout my body. I ached for touch, and touch he gave.

Percy's fingers made their way from my waist to the clip of my bra.

He flung the undergarment off the bed, the only fabric between our skins being that of my panties, which were noticeably dampening.

"Ohhhhhh," I moaned softly as my husband brought his lips to my left breast, his hand caressing the other.

His tongue teased around my nipple, and I felt myself dampen even further from the anticipation.

I grabbed for the sheets, gasping as my lover licked and sucked at the hardened pebble.

A scream of pleasure left my mouth as Percy pinched the other, and I arched my back toward him as he bit down lightly.

My eyes rolled back in my head as liquid pleasure seeped out of me.

Percy sat back, shifting so my legs were propped up on his shoulders.

I couldn't help but blush at this.

Then my husband began to pick at the edges of my soaked panties before eventually slipping his finger underneath the fabric, feeling my immense wetness.

"My, Artemis," Percy whispered huskily, nipping at my ear. "You seem rather excited."

My response was simply to moan at the feeling of his digits against my flesh.

I stuttered. "P-Percy, w-weren't y-you e-v-ver t-aught to-to c-cl-ean u-up yo-your m-messes?"

My lover removed his fingers from my nether regions, bringing them to his mouth.

He grinned, sucking them clean of the liquid. "Mmmh, Artemis, you taste incredible. You have to try it."

I gasped and fell back flat on the bed as Percy suddenly thrust his finger inside me.

I sat back up, breathing shakily.

Percy brought his lips to mine, and I grabbed his shoulders.

I moaned and gasped into the kiss as my husband continued to thrust the digits in and out, adding another every now and then.

The fire of pleasure ran rampant through my body as Percy touched me.

I felt my walls clench his fingers and I bit my husband's neck, moaning. The cum seeped down onto Percy's fingers, the liquid pleasure coating his fingers.

Percy removed the digits, eliciting a gasp from me.

He brought his cum-covered fingers to my lips.

"Lick," he commanded.

I gingerly stuck my tongue out, and Percy wiped the cum on my lips. I licked it off, and much to my surprise, it tasted like nectar. I blushed deeply.

Percy nipped at my neck, pulling me up so I was standing in front of him.

My lover put his hands at my hips, kissing my neck.

I was fully aware of the cum dripping down my thighs as Percy's tongue ravaged my mouth.

My hand ran down my lover's ever so muscular chest to the large, erect reproductive organ of his.

"Feels like I'm not the only one who's excited," I murmured in his ear. Impossibly, I felt him grow even more.

Percy, still holding my waist, kissed along my neck as I stroked him. My husband groaned into my neck when I squeezed. I literally had him in the palm of my hand.

I dropped to my knees and took his member into my mouth once more. As I sucked, Percy grabbed my leg and spun me so I was upside down, then laid back on the bed.

I moaned onto Percy as his tongue flicked around, ravaging my pussy.

With an almighty groan, my lover shot his load. I got up and stumbled toward the bathroom.

I was somewhat aware of being lifted off the ground.

When I opened my eyes, we were in the shower. I felt the warm water begin to run down my back as Percy kissed me.

"Mmm, someone's naughty," he growled in my ear. I nodded submissively; perhaps it wasn't in my nature, but I was enjoying it.

I suddenly felt Percy's fingers back inside me, and I fell toward him with a gasp. He was grinning devilishly. "I didn't make you finish."

My response was a moan.

Within minutes, I let out a louder moan, and my cum was all over his fingers. Percy grabbed the showerhead and aimed it at me, washing the cum off me before kissing my forehead.

We showered, dried off, and clothed. Percy clad himself in boxers and flannel pants, while I donned a clean set of undergarments.

As I pondered on whether I should wear a shirt or not, Percy took my waist.

"Love, I'd suggest wearing a shirt to bed, or we may never have a chance to fall asleep," my husband whispered seductively. "You make me want to do certain, rather, carnal things to you when I see you like that."

I blushed and nodded, slipping on one of his nightshirts.

Percy led me to bed, kissing the spot behind my ear as I snuggled into his chest.

My lover wrapped his arms around me, growling possessively once more.

I kissed his cheek, resting my face in the crook of his neck as I drifted off.

I awoke in a tangle of sheets, feeling familiar warm lips on my skin.

"Good morning, Percy," I murmured softly. He smiled and sat down next to me, untangling me from the fabric.

"Did you enjoy last night?" He asked innocently.

I nodded, resting my head in his lap. "I'm tired."

"I made pancakes," he responded.

I sat up immediately. Unlike when we were first married, and I ridiculed his cooking; I now thought of it as the best food in the world.

After breakfast, I tried to get out of bed, only to crash to the floor, groaning in discomfort.

Percy picked me up and set me back on the bed, wrapping me in a hug.

"My legs are so sore," I complained.

Percy smiled sheepishly and kissed the top of my forehead.

I pushed Percy down and rested my head on his chest, pulling the comforter up to my nose.

Percy looked down at me. "What, am I your pillow or something?"

"Yes," I answered. "And pillows don't talk."

With that, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.