in honor of Percy's birthday I added in a little bit to this chapter. Readers be warned: this chapter isva rollercoaster of emotions and contains EXPLICIT sexual content. Do NOT read if underage or easily offended. Everything is consensual and done with patience and love, the way it should be.

Annabeth's eyes shot open, her arm instinctively reaching to the side. The warm body next to her shifted just a little, then was still again. Her heart was racing as she sat up and rubbed her eyes.

Her nightmares were gradually getting worse; even though logically she knew Percy was now a god and nothing could really hurt him, it didn't stop the visions of him bleeding and broken at her feet. She hated for him to see how her dreams affected her, though, so she often kept them to herself.

She sighed and leaned over to leave a kiss on his bare shoulder. He released a little moan, then shifted onto his back. The blankets were pulled low over his slender hips so that she could see that delicious V she loved to oogle.

She settled back down and rested her head next to his on his pillow. She watched him sleep with a broad smile, trailing one finger down his cheek and toward his chest. He smacked his lips and turned his head, and Annabeth found herself wishing he would open his eyes so she could get lost in those tossing seas. She propped herself on her arm and slowly continued to trace patterns across his chest and around his nipple. He grunted in his sleep and with a glance down, she could see how her caresses were affecting him.

His phone vibrated on the table next to them and she quickly grabbed it before it could wake him up. Thankfully it was still on vibrate mode from the movie they had seen last night, because birthday messages were blowing up his phone. She could see his mother's smiling face, Jason's and Piper's, Leo's, Calypso's, even Chiron had sent a message (when on earth had that old centaur gotten a cell phone?) She smiled as she set it to silent and lay it down, turning back to her husband. She had most of the day planned out but she decided she could amend her wake up call a little bit. She had a feeling he would enjoy this more than blue pancakes… although, she wasn't for certain. Percy did love his blue pancakes.

She pulled the blanket down completely and sucked in a breath. Gods he was glorious. Even after all of these years of being with him, she would never get tired of the sight of his toned body on display for only her to see. He was already half hard, his cock resting against his thigh. With a grin, she leaned down and palmed his sac before flattening her tongue on his hardening shaft. He shuddered, his toes flexing and his stomach clenching in a delicious way. She moved to her side, draping herself over his thigh and held his cock in her hand. He released a throaty groan as his hand reached down and tangled itself in her hair. She moved to her knees so she could take him into her mouth completely, her tongue bathing him in her love.

"Oh gods Annabeth," he muttered, his voice roughened by sleep. "Fuck babe, you're going to destroy me." He reached up and palmed her breast through her thin nightgown.

"Baby, take this off. I want to see you." She sat up to obey his command, tossing it aside, then lowered her head again. She relaxed her throat and jaw and slid all the way down his shaft. He cried out and gripped the blankets as he struggled not to thrust his hips. She squeezed his balls and with a stream of expletives, she felt his salty release in the back of her throat. She tried not to cough or gag as she let him slide from her mouth and he draped an arm over his eyes.

"Sweet fucking hellhounds, Annabeth," he panted.

"I thought that would be a good way to wake you up this morning," she said slyly, leaning down to kiss her way up his chest.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to warn you but holy shit, you just...holy damn. That was...you're amazing."

"And you're so eloquent in the mornings." He shook his head and pulled her down for a rough kiss.

"Your turn," he trailed his hand down to her breasts and to the edge of her panties but she stopped him.

"Nuh uh birthday boy, you're going to ruin all my plans."

"What plans?"

"Breakfast in bed. In fact, that first part wasn't even part of my plan."

"Well I'm glad you decided to add it in," he said, his eyes twinkling. "Wait, did you say birthday?"

"Caught that, did you? Percy, it's your birthday. Your big 30!" To her surprise, he merely shrugged.

"I totally forgot."

"What? You love birthdays!"

"I like celebrating other people's birthdays," he corrected her gently. "Your 30th last month was a bigger deal."

"You always used to love... " she trailed off, biting her lip. When he was alive, she was about to say. She had stopped herself just in time but the look in his eyes told her he knew.

"It's not like I'm getting any older," he said edgily. "Why would I want to celebrate it?"

"Well, I want to celebrate it. So you just deal with it. For me."

"Is that how birthdays work," he asked with a teasing grin. She crossed her arms, her breasts bouncing slightly and making his eyes drift downwards.

"You just said you don't want to celebrate it. But I'm going to celebrate the day my husband came into this world, so you stay here while I go fix breakfast." He chuckled as she jumped off the bed and grabbed one of his shirts to pull on. He sat up against the headboard and watched while she buttoned two of the buttons before abandoning the rest and hurrying out of the bedroom. His arms went behind his head and he closed his eyes, his orgasm putting him in a place of deep contentment. He wasn't really concerned with his birthday but if she wanted to make it special, who was he to stop her? He reached for his phone and his eyes widened at the amount of messages and missed calls.

"Honey, did you put my phone on silent?"

"I didn't want it to wake you," she called from the kitchen. He grinned as he thumbed through the messages and listened to the voicemail from his mother.

She sounded quite emotional as she recounted how she had always baked him a blue birthday cake and how she hoped Annabeth would bake one for him this year, since she was out of the country, going on and on about how special this birthday was. Paul had taken Sally and Stella to Scotland before Stella started school again. They had invited Percy and Annabeth, hoping to celebrate Percy's birthday abroad, but Annabeth had a huge project due and told him to go without her. He of course wanted to stay home with her so he told his family to have a great time.

Jason's message was next, and was more touching than he would have expected. Jason essentially thanked him for the years of friendship, of always being there for him, telling him he was so grateful that he hadn't lost his "brother from another mother… and father" and that he and Piper would see them later that week.

Percy was just about to read Rachel's message when Annabeth entered the room, making him forget about his phone. His shirt hung off her slim frame, the two buttons done right above her breasts so that he could see the rosy peaks peering out at him. The black clingy panties she wore accentuated her shapely ass and in her arms, she carried a tray with a plate of blue pancakes, a glass of milk, and a birthday candle in the middle of it all. She looked quite domestic and it took Percy's breath away.

"Happy birthday, Seaweed Brain."

"Is this safe to eat, Wise Girl?" He laughed as she slapped his shoulder and he took the tray from her.

"This looks amazing," he leaned over to kiss her and she quickly lit the candle.

"Make a wish."

"I have everything I could possibly want," he shook his head. He paused, a quick glance at her flat stomach, before moving his eyes back up to hers. But she had seen. She bit her lip and he quickly kissed her before she could apologize or say anything.

"You are everything I could possibly want," he whispered before blowing out the candle. She started to hand him the fork but thought better of it, and proceeded to feed him small bites. He grinned as he licked the syrup from his lips.

"I'm technically now in my 30's and you think I can't feed myself?"

"30 or not, you're still a mess." He smiled as he leaned in to kiss her and she moaned at the sweet combination of the sugar and the taste she associated with him, like saltwater taffy or salted caramel. She gently licked his bottom lip before pulling it between her teeth and sucking until she had removed every drop of syrup. Percy's hands moved to her hips and he pulled her into his lap, kicking the blanket aside so that only her panties separated them from being joined.

Without breaking their kiss, he reached down to cup her over her panties, testing her readiness, and growled when he realized how wet she was. He pulled the panties to the side and lowered her on top of him, their moans filling the air as she felt him throbbing deep inside her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned backwards, presenting her chest as a sort of offering to him. He impatiently ripped the shirt over her head without bothering with the buttons and took her breast in his mouth, feasting on her flesh. Even though it was his birthday, he made sure she was well taken care of before he fell over the edge with her.

Afterwards, he held her in her arms, pressing his forehead to hers and kissing her temple as her eyes fluttered lazily. He knew she was trying not to fall asleep but he kissed her eyelids until they remained closed and he moved her head under his chin. He knew she hadn't been sleeping well; demigods always had strange dreams but he had woken more than once to find her sniffling quietly, as if she didn't want to wake him. He could see the dark circles under her eyes in the mornings, could tell how tired she was most nights. He hadn't mentioned it to her; he knew she would come to him when she was ready to talk about it and so he wouldn't push her. Still, he was glad to see her sleeping peacefully and he would hold for her as long as he could and banish the dreams from plaguing his beloved.

Annabeth told him off when she woke, saying she had PLANS but he merely grinned and insisted they take a shower together. She warned him to keep his hands to himself while she washed her hair and while she shaved her legs, he stared at his reflection.

"To keep the beard, or not to keep the beard?"

"You've been looking kind of scruffy," she shrugged. "Why not just trim it?"

"Cause it gets itchy. I think I'll shave it for the party. Jason pointed out I look exactly like my father when I have it."

"You do but that's not necessarily a bad thing." He shrugged and picked up his razor, leaving his cheeks silky smooth.

"He's like a thousand years older than me. He could age himself a bit more too."

She smiled as she toweled off and stood behind him, her chin resting on his shoulder as she watched him in the mirror. She loved how Percy still kept hold of his humanity. The gods could change their appearance at will so Percy didn't technically need to shave or work out or brush his hair. She had seen Apollo merely shake his head and his golden curls had fallen perfectly into place. But Percy didn't think twice about the things he had done when he was mortal. Only once had he broken his own rule and created washboard abs just because he had eaten three pizzas the night before and he wanted to impress Annabeth. She had laughed and teased him but that didn't stop her from running her tongue over every ridge on his body.

Percy was on the verge of picking out something to wear for the evening when Annabeth walked in with a small gift box with blue and yellow wrapping paper. His brow raised and she smiled as she held it out.

"I thought you could wear this to your party." He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the blue bow off, sticking it in his hair and grinning up at her. She rolled her eyes and he laughed as he pulled the lid off.

"Annabeth, this looks awesome!"

"I had it custom made. You don't have to wear it for the party if you don't want to."

"No, it looks cool!" He held up the gift, a black tank top with a trident surrounded by a wave of water. He pulled it on and she bit at her lip at how good his arms looked in it. Hell, she could see his abs through the soft material. Good thing she'd arranged for the party to be at their house and not in public. She couldn't take a whole evening of her husband being oogled by simpering little girls.

He stood and took her face in his hands.

"Thank you," he kissed her and she pulled the bow from his hair. "Awe, you don't think it goes with the ensemble?"

"Not really. Ok, so the party doesn't start until six. We have a couple of hours, is there anything you would like to do before people arrive?"

"Kind of. I'd like for you to come with me but I'll understand if you don't." Her brow furrowed and she crossed her arms.

"It's your birthday, Seaweed Brain. I'm not leaving your side."

"Ok then. Come here." He held her tightly as he transported them away from the beach house.

Annabeth opened her eyes and blinked in wonder. They were standing on a rock, next to the biggest waterfall she had ever seen. She leaned over and immediately felt dizzy at the sight.

"Um, Percy. Where are we?"

"Gullfoss Falls. Iceland."

"Iceland? What are we doing in Iceland?" He sat down and pulled his knees to his chest.

"You know it's been ten years since my thread of life was cut." She frowned and sat next to him. He stared out over the waterfall, a distant look on his handsome face.

"After I was turned into a god… I would often come here. Just to think. It's peaceful, despite the roaring sound of the waterfall."

"I can't see too many people coming up here," she leaned over the edge again.

"It's a popular tourist destination, especially in the summer but I choose this rock because it's pretty close to the top. I'd always heard about this place when I was a kid, and when I became immortal… I dunno, I thought, why not? Nothing stopping me from seeing it now. Nothing makes you feel minuscule like standing next to a giant waterfall. Or mountain. Or volcano. You get the point."

"Yes but I don't really get why you wanted to come here today," she said gently.

"Ten years ago, I thought my life was over. I mean, it was but I was afraid that… I was scared that I would lose you. That after all we have been through, something would finally tear you away from me. The gods lectured me on how difficult it would be to maintain a relationship with a mortal and some said I wouldn't be able to remain faithful because the power of the gods is too great for a mortal to understand. Some of them said humans can be fun for a time, but we have eternity so why would I bind myself to one person, a mortal at that." She listened with tears in his eyes, her hand resting on his arm.

"I begged you not to lose faith in me and you never did. We've had some difficult times but that's what makes our marriage normal. And this morning when you said you wanted to celebrate your husband's birthday… good gods, Annabeth, we have been married for almost two years and my heart still flutters at that word. I don't think I'll ever come to terms with the fact that you actually chose me. That you still love me, with everything you have, and that we face each new day together, like I have always wanted. I fell in love with you before I really understood what love was. 12 years old and I thought you were an angel when I first saw you." She snorted and he finally tore his eyes away from the waterfall. He scooted closer and cupped her cheek.

"I think coming here reminds me of how small I am, despite the fact that I'm a god. I don't really feel like a god when I'm with you, and I love you for that. You've never treated me any differently. The others, there is always a little bit of… I don't know, respect? Caution? Even Grover and Jason are different sometimes. But not you. You've always been my Wise Girl and this morning, I almost forgot that I technically died 10 years ago and could actually pretend that I turned 30 today." Her hands covered his as she leaned in to kiss him, ignoring the droplets of water that splashed her face.

"I love you, Percy Jackson," she said softly, holding his gaze. "And I will do whatever I can to convince you of that, every day until my dying breath." But apparently that was the wrong thing to say. He sucked in a breath and his eyes fell to his lap.

"Percy," she cupped his chin. "You can't be so scared to talk about death. It's just another part of life."

"Not for me," he shook his head. "I have no idea what I'm going to do when I...if I ever lose you." It remained unsaid between them yet it was weighing heavily on their minds. Annabeth would die one day and Percy would not. He had bound himself to a mortal that he was destined to lose. 30 is not old by any means but they weren't teenagers anymore and even though it was considered an achievement for a demigod to make it past 13, Percy couldn't help but think of the day that he would undoubtedly lose her. Her thumbs on his cheeks made him realize that he had been crying without knowing it and he tried to hide his face. Annabeth moved to her knees and took his face in her hands and smiled.

"What do the gods always say? Don't focus on the past or future, just on the present. Just the here and now."

"They can say that because they don't have to worry about the future," he said gruffly. "And none of them have ever had to worry about this… this predicament."

"You're special, Percy," she nodded. "That much we know to be true. As Hades said, you cling to humanity and that's why you are able to love me so fiercely. But try not to think about it, alright? I just want to spend every possible minute of the rest of my life with you." He nodded and hid his face in her shirt while she stroked his hair. Finally he leaned back and stood, offering her his hand.

"We should get back."

"You don't want to be late to your own party," she said with a smile and a wink and with a last look over the falls, they disappeared.

Luckily they'd arrived home before any of their friends had, so Annabeth led him out onto the patio and showed him the decorations she had constructed. He grinned broadly as she turned on the soft blue lights that led straight to the ocean and she checked her watch.

"The food should be here any minute. I'll be right back." He helped himself to some green punch while she slipped back into the house, hurrying toward the kitchen. Pushed to the back of the refrigerator so he wouldn't see was a blue birthday cake. She was a little nervous because Sally's cakes had always been the most delicious but she hoped he would give her credit for trying. She set it on the counter and rifled through the drawers for candles.

"Hey, Leo and Calypso just arrived on Festus. Where do you- Annabeth!" She stood up, her eyes wide. His eyes were locked on the cake on the counter.

"What's wrong?"

"You made me a cake too?"

"Well I tried to. I'm sorry if it's not as good as your mom's but you know I'm not the best cook." He shook his head and kissed her roughly, nearly knocking her off her feet.

"There is no end to your goodness," he whispered against her lips.

"I just wanted today to be perfect."

"Any day spent with you is perfect. But this has been an amazing day."

"Good. Let's keep the cake inside until we're ready to cut and sing. It's too hot out tonight."

The humid August air caused them to move the party inside but Percy didn't mind. He had a feeling his father had done some kind of magic on the house because he had never seen this many people in his living room and still have space for more. Cake and drinks were being distributed by Annabeth and Jason, while Piper and Hazel organized the gift table. Leo was entertaining a group with a funny story and Tyson was doing some kind of dance that involved a lot of arm flapping with his girlfriend.

"Quite a party here," a deep voice said at his shoulder.

"Yeah, Annabeth went all out." Poseidon clapped him on the shoulder and nodded.

"Has it been a good birthday?"

"She's going to extraordinary lengths to make sure it's awesome," he nodded. "I wish she wouldn't try so hard. She should know I could just spend a day on a hike with her and it would be perfect."

"Details are important to children of Athena," he said lightly. "And Annabeth has always wished to please you."

"I know that. And I appreciate it, but it's not necessary."

"I like the shirt. Annabeth's doing, I presume?" He nodded as he held it out to inspect it.

"Are you feeling any better this evening?" Percy caught his father's eye and he sighed.

"Spying on me even when I'm 30, huh?"

"Not spying. Just noticing that my son was less than excited about his 30th birthday and was concerned. I don't see you much, now that you're a married man and all," the god of the sea winked and Percy chuckled.

"What am I going to do, Dad?" Percy's smile fell and he stared across the room. Poseidon saw what his son was gazing at and he swallowed.

"Try not to think about it, Percy," he said knowingly, his voice gentle and soft. "I know that's the hardest thing in the world but you have to focus on the present. Cherish each and every moment."

"And when the clock runs out? What then? I spend how many years cherishing the time and then am left empty and alone?" Poseidon sighed and squeezed Percy's shoulder in what he hoped was a comforting gesture.

"You're both so young right now. You have many years of happiness ahead of you." He nodded, feeling his throat start to dry up.

"I need some punch," he excused himself from his father's side and made a grab for a drink before anyone could say anything. He sipped on the fruity concoction as he wandered around the room, not speaking to anyone but smiling and acknowledging them with a nod of his head. Poseidon watched his son with a furrowed brow and sighed before heading toward the refreshments.

"Would you like a slice, Lord Poseidon," Jason offered him a plate of cake.

"Thank you, Jason. Did Sally make this?"

"The other Mrs. Jackson did," Jason shot Annabeth a wink, and she blushed.

"It's nowhere near as good as Sally's but I think it came out nicely."

"It's delicious," Poseidon said, holding his plate up to her and nodding.

"AB, where did the birthday boy go," Piper asked, draping her camera around her neck.

"Um… I don't know. He was right here, talking to his dad."

"He just needs a moment," Poseidon shook his head and his eyes met Annabeth's. Piper frowned as she played with the camera settings.

"I told him he isn't escaping us singing happy birthday to him! Get him back in here."

"I'll go find him," Jason offered and Annabeth nodded, hoping Percy wasn't still dwelling on what had been bothering him that afternoon.

Jason found his friend where he expected to, digging his toes into the sand right at the surf.

"Hey Jackson," he announced himself. "Why are you dodging your own birthday party?"

"Just needed a minute," Percy said in a hollow tone. "The ocean helps me think."

"Uh oh. I can see the gears working in overdrive," Jason poked Percy's temple. "Need to talk?"

"You're going to say the exact same thing that Annabeth and Dad have told me today," he scowled.

"Which is?"

"Don't think about it."

"Well I know firsthand that advice doesn't work on you," the son of Jupiter grinned broadly. "Come on, try me." Percy's eyes never left the sea.

"I just… looked around the party and thought, I really love you guys. And I'm going to lose every single one of you one day. And I'll be left behind, talking to my dad in a corner, trying to forget all those wonderful times." Jason's eyes widened. He'd never heard Percy talking this way before and frankly, it scared the hell out of him.

"Percy...where is this coming from?"

"I'm going to lose her, Jason," Percy turned to look at him and Jason was stunned to see Percy's sea-green eyes were glassy. "Whether by old age or a monster or a careless asshole who didn't notice the stop light… Annabeth is going to leave me one day. And I can't do a thing to stop it. The gods refuse to make her immortal. They want me to suffer, they want to punish me, because I didn't listen to them. Because I stayed with her, when they told me not to. They're going to make me watch her die!"

"Percy-"

"And it's not just her. What am I going to do when I can't visit with you anymore? When I can't hear Leo's obnoxious jokes or see Nico's scowl? What am I going to do when all of you are gone and I'm the only one left? And don't tell me not to think about it. It's impossible not to. As time goes on, I'm legitimately looking over my shoulder for those three hags!" Jason gulped. Insulting the Fates was fine for a god but a mortal would have been incinerated.

But he could tell his friend was hurting so he put both hands on his shoulders and squeezed.

"I won't tell you that cause I don't pretend to understand how hard it is for you. I know we all said it was better than losing you but no one gave you a choice. I don't think the gods are punishing you, Percy. It's just… the way things are."

"The way things are sucks," Percy huffed.

"Yeah but when have any of us thought differently? You're right. It's going to hurt like hell when you lose her. But that should make the time you have with her that much more precious."

"Now you sound like my dad. Mortals appreciate life more because it can end at any second."

"And that's true. But because you still cling to your mortal soul, it's true for you too. I won't lie to you and say we're all going to be fine. We've lost too many people over the years to tell you that. But I will tell you goodbye isn't forever. I'm sure you'll come visit us in Elysium."

"What makes you think you'll get into Elysium, Grace," Percy shoved Jason toward the shore and Jason laughingly grabbed him into a headlock.

"You dare wrestle with a god?"

"God or not, I can still take you!" Jason's laughter died off as he realized Percy had vanished and his arms and torso were wet, as if he had been holding water. Percy straightened up, wearing a smirk and Jason glared.

"Cheat. Using your godly powers."

"Poor mortal Jason just can't keep up." Percy stuck his tongue out and turned on his heel back towards the house, Jason laughing at his side.

"Did you enjoy yourself," Annabeth asked for the hundredth time as she covered the cake and put it in the fridge.

"Sweetheart, it was an amazing day. You are too good to me."

"Not true. You did go all out for mine last month."

"I would have been fine with watching TV with you all day. The party was a lot of fun though. It was great to see everyone." She nodded and took his hand, entwining her fingers with his. She turned off the lights as they made their way to their bedroom.

Annabeth spun around and kissed him, pushing him back until the backs of his knees hit the bed. She pushed him down and climbed onto his lap, burying her fingers in his hair.

"Are you ready for your final birthday present," she purred against his throat.

"Mmm, there's more?"

"I'm going to the bathroom and I want you to strip down to just your boxers and wait for me under the blanket. I plan to blow your mind tonight." His adams apple bobbed as she backed off and closed the bathroom door behind her. He took a long exhale, determined to get himself under control. It sounded like she had a few more tricks up her sleeve and he couldn't wait to see what she had planned.

She was a child of Athena after all.

Annabeth stared at her reflection for a moment and took a deep cleansing breath. She quickly readied herself and grabbed the bag of things they would need for tonight.

Percy was resting against the headboard when she entered the room, his hands behind his head. He sat up a little, his eyes widening. She was completely naked, her earlier promise still ringing in his ears. She had left her hair down, the way he liked it, and her long hair barely covered her breasts. She leaned against the doorway and smiled at him. She approached the bed slowly, dropping the bag beside the table before placing her palms on the blanket and leaning in for a kiss. He complied eagerly, reaching for her, but she pulled back and his brow furrowed in confusion. She did a slow turn and glanced at him over her shoulder. He smiled as she shook her ass from side to side in a teasing manner but his jaw dropped as his eyes drifted lower.

"di immortales," he whispered. A blue jewel nestled between her luscious cheeks was making his eyes bug out of his head. Annabeth smiled as she climbed onto the bed.

"Happy birthday," she straddled his lap again and wrapped her fingers in his dark hair.

"di immortales, Annabeth," he said again, gazing up at her. "Gods you're perfect."

"I've been practicing… for this." He looked confused but then his eyes widened again.

"You've been-?"

"On my own," she chewed her lip. "I did some research and decided I wanted to try it with you and thought it would be a great birthday present. So I bought some things to help prepare and I want you to help me with the rest." He could only nod faintly, his voice and thoughts completely gone.

"I want this to be a birthday that you'll never forget," she whispered huskily, her tongue tracing his ear before she tugged at his lobe with her teeth. His hips jerked of their own accord and he moaned as she licked a trail down his neck. She moved to straddle him, her face right above his dick and he audibly moaned when she presented him her glistening pussy.

"Best birthday present ever," he muttered to himself before he spread her wide and took a long, agonizingly slow lick. She clutched the sheets with her fist and her nipples rubbed against his legs as she tried to ride his mouth. He held her still, his fingertips digging into her hips as his tongue thrust deep inside her, relishing her taste. He stiffened his tongue, then sucked on two fingers before pushing them inside her.

"Oh my gods!"

"Holy shit Annabeth, you're so full right now."

"Think we should fill all my holes," she asked seductively before peeling back his underwear and allowing his arousal to literally spring into action. His knees buckled as her wet mouth enveloped him completely. She pushed his boxers down his legs and he kicked them off.

"Fuck Annabeth. If you want me to cum somewhere else tonight you're going to have to stop that."

"I have a feeling we will be taking advantage of those powers of yours tonight," she shot him a wink over her shoulder. "Because I want you to cum everywhere."

"Oh fucking hades," he whimpered as she went back to her task. He was already so close and wanted to hold back as long as he could. He relished the feeling of being in Annabeth's mouth but she was taking him so deep right now, it would be a miracle if he lasted another minute.

She started to palm his sac and that was his undoing. He barely had time to call her name before she was stroking him dry. He didn't waste any time, however, before grabbing her hips and pulling her back to his mouth.

"Can I… take this out yet?" He hesitantly fingered the jewel and she nodded.

"Just go slow." He pulled it out inch by inch, his eyes widening at how her tight little hole seemed to try to draw it back in. He pulled it free and stared at the size. It was bigger than what he had expected. Just how much practice had she had?

He set it aside and pulled her further back. His tongue teased both entrances before pushing in between her cheeks. She screamed and reached back to grip his hair. He prodded at her entrance with his pointer finger and she nodded.

"Push it in." He did as he was told, his eyes locked on his disappearing finger.

"Shit Annabeth, you look so damn hot right now."

"Get the bag I brought in. Let's try the next thing." He pulled his fingers free and grabbed the bag from the floor. His eyes nearly popped out of his head when he peered inside. Toys of assorted shapes and sizes, handcuffs, and even what looked to be a long, thin whip.

"You actually want me to use all of this on you," he asked in a weak whisper.

"Don't you want to," she purred.

"I… it's hot that you want me to but baby, I can't hit you or tie you up."

"We don't have to use all of it tonight, Percy. Unless you want to." He fingered the whip and looked doubtful.

"There's a thin plug in the bag. It's longer than the others. Will you use it?" He withdrew the black toy she was referring to and he gulped.

"You're sure about this?"

"Percy, if you're having second thoughts-"

"No! I just want to make sure… you're not having second thoughts."

"I'm not. Now get the bottle of lube out and spread it over the toy. You have to be careful. There's no natural lubricant there."

"Here, use this pillow to make yourself comfy." He pushed the pillow under her hips, raising her ass into the air. He bit his lip as he poured the lube over her crack, watching it drip down into her slit. He massaged it between her cheeks and she bucked her hips, groaning.

"Percy!"

"Hang on, Wise Girl." He was patient and gentle, taking his time with the toy and then the next and then the next. He was harder than he had ever been in his life as he slid the thick dildo in and out of her. Remembering what she had said, he kept her well lubricated and always wanting more.

"Enough toys, Percy! I need you to fuck me. Now." He slid along her folds and he cursed under his breath at how wet she was.

"You're dripping, sweetheart," he groaned as he pushed into her pussy with ease.

"Mmm. Yes. You feel incredible, Percy."

"So do you. You always do. Gods you're so tight." He pushed one finger between her ass cheeks and groaned at the sensation. When she whined for more, he gave it to her. He slammed into her while he pushed two fingers in her ass.

"Yes! YES PERCY!"

"Holy shit!" She came hard without warning and he could feel it on both sides. She panted into her arm, her body trembling. Percy pulled out of her and left soft kisses on her cheeks. He gave her a moment to catch her breath, ignoring his own throbbing dick.

"Now Percy," she whimpered, still barely able to move. He decided it was probably the best time anyway, when she was so floppy from her orgasm, so he poured more lube over her ass and then over his cock. He spread it over himself, willing himself not to cum from his touch. No, he was actually going to cum in her ass tonight… and he could hardly believe it.

"You ready for me, gorgeous?"

"Mmhm." He went as slow as he could, pushing in a little at a time, pulling back and then pushing in again. He considered that maybe he should have changed his size, to make it easier for her but she had always scolded him that she only wanted him, the way he was. He squeezed his eyes shut as he was completely encased by her tightness. It was almost on the verge of being painful.

"For the love of Olympus, Percy, move!"

"You're ok?"

"I'm fine! Move!"

"Yes ma'am!" He pulled out and pushed back in. He was still too afraid to let go and slam into her but he pushed three fingers into her pussy and rubbed his thumb across her clit.

"Percy! Holy FUCKING hellhounds, Percy!"

"Stay with me, Annabeth. I want us to cum together, just like this. Gods you are the hottest thing ever created!" She was sure Aphrodite wouldn't like that but who the hell cared right now?!

"Faster babe! I'm so close!"

"I can't believe how lucky I am, Annabeth. I can't believe how sexy you are. And I really can't believe that I'm fucking you in the ass right now!"

"Gods damn it, Percy, you feel so...Percy! I'm cumming!" And she was and he cried out as she beared down hard, squeezing his dick and his fingers so hard that he had to stay completely still. But her tight ass was milking him dry and his cock quivered against her walls. He pulled out and fell over her, the both of them utterly spent. He reached out a shaking hand and pushed a curl out of her face.

"You are so incredible," he breathed. "My world, Annabeth. You are the very air I breathe, I need you so badly. Gods do I love you."

She nodded but sniffled and Percy's head shot up.

"Sweetheart, are you crying? Did I hurt you?"

"No, of course not. Percy you were perfect. It was perfect. You were gentle and loving and so tender… you made me feel beautiful and cherished."

"Ok," he said, clearly baffled. "So why are you crying?"

"It was perfect," she said again. "I think it was all just really overwhelming. I wanted to try that with you but didn't know how great it could be. That was so intense and I just…" she shrugged. "Usually you're the one who gets emotional after sex."

"Hey!" She grinned as she leaned forward to kiss his nose.

"You made my birthday the most amazing one I've ever had. And I'm not even technically alive. But that was the best birthday ever."

"Even beats your 16th? When we kissed in the lake at Camp Half-Blood?"

"Nothing beats a first kiss," he leaned forward, still too weak to lift his head to kiss her so they were content to just rub noses.

"I love you, Percy Jackson."

"Well I love you, Annabeth Jackson." She smiled and found his hand in the blanket.

"Happy birthday."

"Yeah. It was."

Hope you all enjoyed! I enjoyed writing the emotional parts from Percy because unfortunately, the reality of the situation is serious. Obviously it weighs on his mind more and more as they get older. And the design of his birthday shirt is my newest tattoo so I had to throw that in there ;)

Xoxoxo