Percy set the bags down and went to open the window to the balcony. Annabeth had excused herself to the bathroom and he took a moment to admire the city below him. They would set sail in two days for a twelve night cruise around the Mediterranean. Annabeth had never been to Spain and wanted a day to explore the city so Percy had made arrangements for a hotel and meals in Barcelona before they left port. He sighed as he leaned forward to rest on his elbows, the cool breeze ruffling his hair. He felt soft hands on his shoulder and he turned to face his bride.

His breath seemed to fly out the window with the night breeze. She had taken her hair down from its updo so that it flowed over her shoulders. She wore a robe of embroidered french lace and absolutely nothing underneath it. Percy felt his mouth go dry as his wide eyes took her in. She was completely and utterly his. His shaking hands reached out and rested on her hips, pulling her toward him for a kiss. She reached up to rest her hand on his cheek and he shivered as her ring grazed his skin.

"I've got to be the luckiest man in the world," he whispered. She smiled as she pulled him backwards into the hotel room. He stood in the middle of the room, keeping still as she slowly undressed him. His blue suit was tossed onto the chair and she fell to her knees as she pulled his slacks down his legs. Their eyes were locked as she pushed his under shirt over his head and he swallowed as her eyes moved down his body. Her lips parted in surprise as something on his chest caught her eye. His lips curved slightly as he stood silently, waiting for her reaction.

"Percy... what is this?"

"What does it look like, Wise Girl?"

"It looks like a tattoo but you couldn't have-"

"I did," he nodded. She gaped at him and gently ran a finger over the ink. It was an intricate trident with an owl perched on one of the prongs. Underneath the trident, in black ink was

εγκέφαλος φυκιών και σοφό κορίτσι.

Seaweed Brain and Wise Girl.

"Do you like it?"

"It's beautiful."

"Jason helped me design it. I wanted to surprise you. You hate it, don't you?"

"No, of course I don't hate it. I love it. It looks like a real tattoo." He laughed softly and pulled her hand to his lips.

"That's because it is." She sucked in a breath. Percy hated needles and had never spoken about wanting a tattoo. But something in his eyes told her that he hadn't just created it in his mind as part of his godly form. She ran the tip of her finger over it again and looked up into his eyes.

"When?"

"Yesterday. Jason and Grover went with me. I wanted it to be real, not something I could make appear. I wanted the pain to be real, because when I'm with you...it's like I'm mortal again. Like I'm not immune to pain and fear because the thought of losing you makes me a helpless human being. So I wanted a real tattoo because ever since I met you, you've been a part of me and it's not something that will ever go away."

"Are you sure you're not a son of Apollo," she teased gently. "You're starting to sound like him."

"Don't insult me," he said dryly and she laughed before pulling him down for a kiss. She broke away to kiss his neck and down his throat, making her way down to the ink on his skin. He shivered as her lips grazed it.

"I have a surprise for you," she whispered against his chest.

"Mm?" His eyes were squeezed shut and his heart was racing but he took notice when she took a step back.

"I stopped taking my birth control last month." It took a moment for the words to register.

"Wait. What?"

"I want to have a baby with you," she said as she slowly lay back on the bed. "I want us to try."

"You're serious?" She leaned back on her elbows and Percy stared at her with wide eyes.

"I want to carry your child, Percy. I want to give you a little demigod to dote on and love." He groaned as he leaned over her, his lips covering her slender throat.

"Gods Annabeth, I love you. I love you so much."

"I love you too," she gasped as he licked his way down between the valley of her breasts. He tweaked her nipple through the lace then moved his hand to her hip, where the robe was tied together with a thin ribbon. He lowered his head and pulled at the ribbon with his teeth, his eyes gleaming when the robe fell open to reveal her perfect form. She started to rise up on her elbows but he leaned down to kiss her, gently pushing her back down.

"I want to cover every inch of your body with kisses," he murmured against her lips.

True to his word, his lips traveled from her neck down to her little toe, moving back up to kiss at her inner thigh. By the time his lips met her lower lips, she was dripping and begging for his tongue. Percy didn't disappoint; it wasn't rushed or frantic. He was slow and loving, determined to show his adoration in every kiss and caress. He didn't seem to be a in a hurry to make her cum; in fact, he kept pulling away to kiss other parts of her before she grabbed his hair and pulled his head back down between her legs. Chuckling softly, he gripped her hips and flung her legs over his head. He lapped at her eagerly as her fingernails dug into his stomach. Annabeth repositioned herself over his face so that she could pull his cock from his underwear. Percy moaned against her folds as her tongue bathed his shaft and he pushed two fingers inside her.

"Fuck Annabeth," he grunted, tearing away to look down at her. Her pussy glistened in front of him, her cheeks tightening as she took more of him into her mouth. He moaned appreciatively as he spread her wide, his tanned hands spread over her pale cheeks. He bit his lip before he leaned forward to push his tongue inside her, dragging it up to her puckered hole. She jumped at the contact and whimpered a little around his cock. He rubbed over her opening with his pointer finger and Annabeth paused her actions.

"Percy?"

"Trust me, Wise Girl," he said before pushing his tongue inside her. She fell forward with a gasp and a scream.

"Holy fuck Percy!"

"Mmmhm," he murmured, his mouth too busy to say anything else. She lowered her head and bit down on his hip to keep from screaming out his name. His hips jerked upwards and she grabbed his dick, stroking roughly.

"Baby, I want to cum inside you!"

"You will. Later. Right now I want to swallow every drop you give me."

"Oh fucking hades," he whimpered; she knew he loved it when she talked dirty and she moved off of him and down the bed.

"You're too distracted," she said with a smirk before placing her hands on his thighs and closing her lips around his head. Percy gripped the blanket with one hand while the other fisted her hair. Her fingers slid his briefs down his legs and she tossed them over her shoulder, never looking away from his flushed face.

"Annabeth, I'm gonna cum-" his teeth dug into his lip as his toes curled. She loved that he still warned her and she stroked him until he was spent. His arm draped over his face as he panted expletives. She smiled and rested her cheek on his chest, reaching up to finger the tattoo. She rose over him and threw her leg over his side. He moaned as she slid over his flaccid cock and she leaned down to suck at his neck.

"You know I don't normally ask you to use your powers," she whispered into his skin. "But I need you to fuck me right now."

"Whatever my goddess commands," he muttered, wiggling his hips and closing his eyes for a moment. She threw her head back as she felt him come to life underneath her and she silently thanked the heavens for godly powers. He had always been a passionate lover who kept her satisfied but she knew he didn't use his godly powers in the bedroom. It was his own sexual prowess that made him able to go for so long but he still needed some time to recover in between. But tonight she didn't want to wait. She was impatient and she wanted him at that moment. She reached down to hold him steady as she impaled herself, his eyes slamming shut as they were joined.

"You feel so good," he grunted, his fingers digging into her thighs. Her fingers moved to her clit and she whimpered loudly.

"Hey Percy. Could you maybe, finger me while you fuck me?" His brow raised and he moved her fingers aside so he could take over. He rubbed her clit with the rough pads of his fingers and she nodded.

"Push them inside me!" He obeyed and slid two fingers in and out of her, making her feel even tighter around him.

"Oh gods that feels amazing!"

"Annabeth… I can change my form… for you." She paused her grinding motions and opened her eyes to find him looking up at her. There was a vulnerability shining in his eyes that made her heart stutter.

"I've never asked you to change for me."

"I know, I just… I can make myself bigger…you know, to make it better for you."

"Percy," she held his chin and kissed him hard on the lips. "You are perfect the way you are. I have never even thought about asking you to change anything about… that. I like that you can use other things to make me feel good. Like your fingers." She pulled his hand away from the blanket and to her mouth, her eyes locking on his as she closed her lips around three of his fingers. He sat up and kissed her, wrapping his arm around her.

"I know, I just….want you to feel amazing. I have these stupid powers so might as well use them, right?"

"No," she shook her head. "Not to change yourself."

"You didn't argue when I aged myself."

"That's different. You've never, like, added abs or muscles or made your dick bigger. You added some facial hair and a few wrinkles. That's it. And that's all I would want you to change. Ok?" She cupped his chin again.

"Understand me?"

"Yes."

"I love you the way you are. I always have. When I look at you, I don't see a god. I see my Seaweed Brain."

"I'll always be your Seaweed Brain," he said softly, running his thumb over her lip. She moved her hips and he hissed as he went from semi-hard to solid in a matter of seconds. And that had nothing to do with his godly powers. It was all her and the effect she had on him. He sat up and wrapped her legs around his waist so he could hold her to his chest. Her nipples rubbed against his as he thrust up into her, sucking at her neck and throat. He reached down to thrust his fingers inside her again and she jerked against him.

"Oh Percy!"

"Fuck I can feel you squeezing me so tight. This is going feel unreal when you cum. Are you close, love?"

"Yes. Keep- keep doing that." He did as he was told and brought his pinkie finger to her other entrance. She jerked forward and frowned.

"Perseus Jackson, what-"

"Just trust me. Relax." She leaned back a little and his finger pushed forward. Her eyes widened as he slowly slid his finger in and out until she relaxed and became more comfortable with the added intrusion.

"Oh… holy Hephaestus," she panted, squeezing her eyes shut. He grinned up at her as he slid his pinkie all the way in and pushed his other fingers deeper into her pussy.

"Fuck Annabeth. You're so...you like being this filled? Tell me how it feels, beautiful."

"It's… so good, Percy! Gods, what are you doing to me?"

"Stay with me," he panted, increasing his thrusts. "You are so damn gorgeous. So perfect."

"Percy...PERCY!"

"Oh my sweet fucking…" words escaped them as they reached their peaks together, Annabeth squeezing his fingers and dick so tightly that he came more than he usually did, filling her with his godly seed. She collapsed in his arms and he kissed her forehead as he brought her down to the bed.

"I was hoping… we could go… all night," she panted against his chest. "But you just… shit, I can't move or even think!"

"We do have a two week long honeymoon coming up," he chuckled, stroking her damp hair away from her face. "We could probably use some sleep tonight." She was already asleep on his chest and he grinned as he reached over and turned off the light. Their clothes were scattered around the room but he would clean it all up in the morning. He moved a blonde curl behind her ear and stroked her cheek with his knuckles. His ring glistened in the moonlight and he moved his hand to cover hers. Their fingers entwined, their rings clinking together, Percy had never been so thankful to be alive as he was in that moment.

The first day of the cruise was extremely rough sailing and Percy wondered what had pissed his dad off so much that would cause the waves to toss like this. Annabeth came out of the bathroom, her face positively green.

"Percy, please! Please do something about this."

"You want me to go up against my dad?!"

"No! Just...just go under there and see what is going on. I don't want to be this sick on our honeymoon!" He rose from the bed and crossed over to her, cupping her chin. She moaned and clutched her stomach.

"Are you sure this isn't...something else?"

"You are the only one on this ship not getting nauseous from this storm! Did you see that woman vomiting at breakfast? This weather has lasted all day and I will never set a foot on another ship after this!"

"Alright love, I'll go to Dad's palace and see what's happening. You're sure you will be ok?"

"Just hurry," she rubbed her stomach. Percy made her lie down and ordered a bottle of ginger ale to come to the room. He kissed her forehead and quickly disappeared.

When he was mortal, it used to be a thrill, diving into the sea and swimming to the bottom. As a god, he could simply close his eyes and travel from place to place. He sort of missed the death-defying swim.

He glanced up at his father's spectacular palace and his eyes widened at the dark funnel clouds surrounding it.

"What the-"

"Heads up, Jackson!" Percy looked up and dove aside just in time to avoid being smashed by a gigantic boulder. A mer-man straightened up in front of him and laughed softly.

"That was pretty close."

"Too close for comfort. What the hell is going on around here?"

"Kym came for a visit," the merman shrugged. Percy gaped at his half-brother.

"Kym? As in goddess of violent storms, Kym?"

"Our dearest sister got tired of Father's indifference and decided to pay us a visit. Mom is trying to calm her down but-" he winced as lightning flashed and the waves started to churn.

"You can see how well it's working."

"Shit. This storm is going to wreck our cruise ship. Where I happen to be spending my honeymoon!"

"Ooh I forgot about that. Young Perseus is actually married now. I can hardly believe it."

"I don't like the sarcasm, Triton."

"Well by all means, go inside and attempt to console Kymopoleia. She might just abandon her attempt to destroy the sea and destroy you instead."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence," the young god muttered as he pushed the doors open. He jumped as one of the statues fell and crumbled, the palace shaking violently.

"I should be back on the ship taking care of Annabeth. Not here trying to talk down violent teenagers."

"I heard that Perseus Jackson," a shrill voice rang in his ears. He winced and attempted a smile.

"Hey Kym! Welcome home!"

"This is not your home, Perseus Jackson, nor is it mine, thanks to our father!"

"Kymopoleia, please," Percy's father came down the stairs after her. He stopped at the sight of his son.

"Percy! What are you doing here?"

"Well see, I was trying to enjoy my honeymoon but my wife kept getting seasick from this ridiculous storm!"

"Oh booooo hooo," Kymopoleia wailed. "She sounds like a weak pathetic mortal to me!"

"Watch yourself," Percy growled.

"I'm sorry son," Poseidon shook his head. "I've been pleading with her to take it down a notch-"

"Or twelve," Percy threw his hands up. "Kym, what has you so upset?"

"You wouldn't possibly understand, little god. You're Daddy's favorite!" Poseidon groaned and rolled his eyes.

"Kymopoleia-"

"It's true!" She rounded on her father and pointed at Percy. "Even when he was a weak little demigod who could do nothing right!"

"Thanks for that," he muttered under his breath.

"Kymopoleia, dear," Amphitrite reached out to her daughter. "You know we love you. And we love to see you but your mood swings and your powers are

completely out of balance. You could destroy our people. Your father doesn't wish to banish you." Percy raised a brow at Poseidon.

"Oh stop it, Mother," Kymopoleia cried dramatically. "I'm just so lonely! Why haven't you ever come to see me?"

"We came to see you last spring," Poseidon protested.

"That was a hundred years ago, Dad!"

"Ah. Well...I suppose we are due for another visit."

"Look, Kym, Annabeth and I would love to have you over for lunch day. You know, if you promise not to destroy the state."

"Oh I have been meaning to make a trip to California anyway," she said excitedly. "I must check on my new statue at Camp Jupiter. The Son of Jupiter assured me it was magnificent."

"I've seen it," Percy nodded. "It looks great! Looks just like you!"

"Oh. Well," the goddess smiled, trying to look nonchalant.

"So, after we return from our honeymoon, I will get in touch and send you an invitation."

"Thank you, Perseus! I suppose some family isn't completely horrible."

"Uh right back at you, sis," Percy smiled. "Now can we do something about this storm? I'd really like for my wife to be happy and healthy."

"Oh very well," she waved her hand and the grounds stopped shaking. Poseidon exhaled deeply and Amphitrite looked relieved.

"You know it might not be my storm that causes her stomach to churn," Kym said with a smirk. Percy gulped as his father and step-mother's eyes both locked on him.

"Um, she's not...I mean I don't think...it's the storm."

"If you say so," the goddess said with a giggle. Percy blushed and shifted on his heels.

"Right, well, thank you for not killing everyone. And uh, I'll see you guys later!"

"Have fun, son," Poseidon called after him, shooting him a wink. Percy shook his head as he hurried out of the palace and transported himself back into their cabin suite.

Annabeth was sleeping when he returned and he smiled as he sat on the edge of the bed. The ship had stopped tossing and Annabeth looked to be sleeping peacefully. Percy climbed into bed with her and grabbed the remote to watch some TV. She sighed and turned over, draping her arm over his chest and snuggling into his side. He grinned and kissed her nose before turning back to the movie.

Percy's stomach was growling by the time Annabeth opened her eyes and the movie had long been over.

"Oh thank me you're awake! I'm starving." She sat up and stretched, her shirt riding up her middriff.

"What time is it?"

"Not sure but it's dark," he nodded to the window portal across from their bed.

"Wait, the waves have calmed down. Did you talk to your father?"

"Yeah, about that. I sort of had to invite my half-sister to lunch when we get back."

"Come again?" He quickly explained how Kym had been causing the storm and how he had calmed her down.

"You amaze me, Percy Jackson."

"In a good way or a "you're an idiot, Seaweed Brain" kind of way?" She smiled as she leaned in to kiss him.

"That wasn't an answer."

"You're an idiot, Seaweed Brain." She kissed him again, moving to straddle him. His hands rested on her hips and he jerked upwards as her tongue raked along his ear.

"But I love you."

So I just got a PJ tattoo, a trident (with a lightning bolt in honor of the Son of Jupiter) and Seaweed Brain in Greek. I'm in love with it and thought about Percy getting a tattoo, so I wanted to add it in. Sorry this took so long to update! Thank you for your reviews! XOXOX