Percy POV

"Want to spar a bit Prissy?" I heard Clarisse say from a little distance away. She was looking as confident as ever, holding her signature electric spear, trying to look imposing. It was not working, if anything she looked incredibly sexy. Whoa! Where did that come from? Eh, doesn't matter. I could use a good spar to clear my head a bit.

"Sure Clarisse," I said. All this pent up sexual frustration from today alone is truly unbelievable. It took immense willpower to not check out Clarisse as I walked towards her. I tried thinking about something else, but my mind just went back to thinking about how she could rock my world, I could not help but to form a sly smile as I thought of the possibilities.

Clarisse seemed to notice as she visibly stiffened and became wary on me slowly approaching her. I stopped myself three meters from her.

"So, do you want me to go hard from the start or start off easy?" I asked sultrily as I fixed my gaze on her hazel eyes. What is going on! That was not supposed to come out like that. I want to spar to get my mind of these things and the more I fight it the more my pent-up desire takes over my actions. I then noticed Clarisse get a slight blush.

She quickly composed herself and said in a soft tone, "hard from the start..." Her tone changed to one of rage the next second, "I don't need you to go easy on me Prissy." She spat.

"I can take you on all day, every day." Maybe it was just me but my conversation with Clarisse was not clearing my mind at all. Clarisse had amazing endurance and could take me on for a long time. My thoughts became dirty almost instantaneously and I felt my face heating up at the picture. After a few seconds, it went away but I kept eyes on Clarisse's.

We were not aware of our surroundings and failed to notice we were attracting attention to ourselves. A crowd of forty or so campers gathered around us and stood still at the apparent stare off between arguably the most capable warriors of the camp. The new campers just looked at us in awe as many had never even seen a real battle with deadly weapons. Now here I was, Percy Jackson accepting to battle the queen of the arena, Clarisse. She had a reputation of living here, she challenged everyone and demolished them as if they were nothing but dummies. I had stayed away from the arena as I was trying to enjoy the times of peace with my girlfriend Annabeth but alas, that changed a few days ago. It was time to enjoy the arena once more and who else to do it with than Clarisse? The veteran demigods of the titan war and giant wars just looked at our standoff in anticipation. They knew this was going to be good and they were so very right.

I charged at Clarisse and she did the same. Clarisse was not kidding when she told me to go hard from the start. Her strikes were vicious, and her jabs had so much strength put upon them that if her spear landed it would literally go through me. I realized I was getting pushed back and she was slowly getting faster. Suddenly her spear made contact with my left shoulder and tore my orange shirt. It burned like hell and I let out a grunt. I could feel the crowd awaiting my reaction, I did not want to scare the young campers, but I was not going to go easy on Clarisse at all for sure.

"You will pay for that Clarisse," I gritted and launched at her full of rage. The pain only seemed to thrill me as it fueled my series of attacks against Clarisse. I felt my body gain a burst of speed and soon started to overpower her. Clarisse had no choice but to go on the defensive. She dodged every strike, parried every slash and matched me blow for blow. Her defense was impeccable, but her speed and power were failing her, and she could not keep up with my rage induced burst of speed. I saw my chance and disarmed her by hitting the flat of my blade against her wrist. I kicked her spear away and looked at her with a smug smile.

Clarisse was truly a warrior at heart. She pulled her fists up and narrowed her eyes at me. I capped Riptide, put it in my right pocket and raised my own. She charged at me once again with renewed vigor. It was obvious she was angry at my display of smugness and wanted to get even with me. Her barrage of punches and kicks was sloppy. I saw the perfect opportunity to subdue her. When she used her left fist to jab my ribs I grabbed it with my right hand and stepped on her left foot with my right one. I used my left hand to pull her towards me by her waist. She was surprised with my actions as was everyone around us.

Clarisse was mere inches away from me, I looked into her beautiful hazel eyes and pulled her closer. Without thinking I smacked my lips onto hers and closed my eyes. To my surprise Clarisse kissed me back with as much ferocity as me. We started to devour each other in front of the spectating crowd.

To say they were shocked would be an understatement. All of the campers had comically wide eyes and an open jaw. I stopped after a minute when I heard a young girl giggle and ask, "So you two boyfriend and girlfriend now?"

I backed away, let Clarisse go and looked at the crowd. Clarisse and I looked like a pair or tomatoes. The campers were waiting for our response. I did not know how to reply to that. My lust took over me again and there was nothing I could do about it. It was a mistake, but I did not regret it, not a second of it. It was a happy mistake and I wanted more of them. I looked at Clarisse, held her hand and gave her a soft smile. She gave me one of her own and gripped my hand tightly.

I looked at the campers and said, "We are now." They seemed surprised, nodded to show they understood and slowly left the arena or went to practicing on their own.

I looked over at Clarisse, hugged her closely and asked, "Are you sure you want this Clarisse?"

"Yes Percy, I do", she said softly, I smiled at that and went in for soft kiss. When my lips met hers, I felt something warm expand throughout my body. In that second my mind became clear, I wanted this too.