This might be a little long: Thanks for replying to my poll! From now on I will always leave a different poll up on my profile page so be sure to check for that. Also, it seems that Hazel was voted to be Annabeth's partner. I've decided that I won't let Annabeth have sex with anyone but Percy, but she is free to give handjobs/blowjobs and to mess around with girls. My reasoning in this was that if Percy gets to do it, then so should Annabeth. As usual, please comment (as one person) or leave a suggestion, and thanks for reading! P.S. this chapter is somewhat fluffy. Sorry to all you horndogs out there.
Annabeth bolted past several Hermes kids up towards the Poseidon cabin. The air was cool against her heated skin, and the sun had set leaving a pale glow on the horizon.
She finally made it and quietly knocked, hoping that nobody had seen her. Although she was wearing her Yankee's cap, she couldn't make footprints invisible, so she made sure to be as careful as possible.
"Come in," Percy called, his voice barely audible.
Annabeth walked in and quickly shut the door behind her. "Hey. I brought some clothes to sleep in and some other necessities."
"Okay," he replied. His head was in his hands and he was distantly staring at the floor.
"Is there something wrong?" she asked worried.
"No, nothing. It's just been a crazy day you know?"
She smiled, "Yea, it really has."
"While you were gone, I was thinking…"
"If this is about me measuring your dick while you were sleeping, let me just say this in my defense—"
Percy grabbed her hand.
"It isn't that. Annabeth, today I came very close to having full on sex with Piper. I don't think I could live with myself if I did that. I know you didn't mind, but it bothered me. Annabeth I love you," he whispered, pouring his feelings for her into his words. "I never want to see you put into a position where I would hurt you. Ever."
She met his gaze, her storm gray eyes shining.
Percy continued, "I promise you Annabeth, I will never love anyone but you, and I will never have sex with anyone but you."
A long, tangible pause entered the room.
"Have I ever told you why I love you Percy?" she asked quietly.
He looked up, clearly confused, "Of course, you tell me every day."
Annabeth shook her head, "I tell how much I love you and that I'll always love you, but I've never really told you why."
The two sat in silence for a while before she spoke again.
"Every time I look at you Percy, I can't help but smile. You're the most selfless person I know, and the fact that you would do anything for your friends is something only the greatest of heroes would do. I love you, because you put everyone else before yourself. Where some only see it in epic quests, I see it every day."
Unused to the flattery, Percy shifted uneasily. "It's funny then, as I would say the same things to you. The only difference between us is that one of us doesn't have a brain for seaweed," he chuckled.
Annabeth laughed, "Well one of us has to be smart!"
"Naturally…" he drifted off.
She walked over to her things and began undressing. "Were you planning on doing anything…you know…tonight?"
"Actually I was hoping we could just simply sleep together. We'd get to catch up on some sorely missed alone time."
Secretly glad that no performance would be required on her part, Annabeth put on her pajamas, which were decorated with battle-axes and owls, and sat down next to her boyfriend.
"Nice pjs," he observed. "Where did you find them?"
"Olympus. While I was designing some really cool arches that I had planned to lead up to a fountain garden, I walked past some bizarre shops selling different things. One happened to sell night clothes that demonstrated both my heritage and love of deadly weapons."
"Interesting," he chuckled. "You'll have to take me around there some time."
"Maybe," she yawned. "Gods I'm tired. Let's go to sleep."
Percy nodded and turned out the lights, then dressed himself in his own ridiculous pajamas and curled up with Annabeth under his arm. "I love you," he whispered.
End of Part 9