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A look of horror spread over Annabeth's face. Her breathing was still strangled and hoarse from her intense moment before, but the shock of having someone walk in on her while she was…sharing an intimate moment…seemed to have jolted her back into reality.

Percy wasn't better. The advantage he had been gaining had disappeared in the flash of a heartbeat. The very body of his ruin now stood in the doorway.

A thin but full figure cast a shadow across the room, her legs spread slightly as she was clearly only a step in. It was obvious that she had noticed the scene before her almost immediately, as she now stood motionless, probably in shock. In her hand was a small envelope, undistinguishable in the fading evening light.

None of this was the worst of it though.

Annabeth and Percy could live with one of the seven walking in, especially because they knew them so well, and even more so because they knew that they would be accepting, but having someone walk in whom they hardly knew was horrible.

Almost whispering, the girl before them said, "You guys…are in sooo much trouble."

Recovering her wits faster than even she expected, Annabeth jumped out of her bed and slammed the door shut behind the girl.

"Drew," she growled.

The exotically pretty Asian girl was not as quick to respond. She muttered something about Chiron but then trailed off as she took in the whole situation. Annabeth was in disarray, her hair wild and frilled, her clothes torn off, and her pussy dripping with juices. The air held a heavy scent of musk and sweat, and Percy's hard-on was clearly visible.

Drew knew she only had a few seconds to get out of her dilemma. She could run, which seemed impossible against Annabeth and Percy, or she could charm speak them, which was still not a very good option, but it was all she had.

Gathering all her strength, Drew spoke out, with much force in her voice. "You guys don't want to trap me. After all, I'm not in the wrong here."

Annabeth and Percy's expressions quickly changed from worry to uncertainty. Drew was right after all. It was wrong for them to be alone in the first place. Drew was just doing her duty as a camper. What was wrong with that? Wouldn't they do the same in her shoes?

No, They thought.

They wouldn't do the same. Annabeth and Percy both knew that despite whatever private events they witnessed between two other campers, they would never tell Chiron. That was practically a death sentence. Sure, they might reprimand them, but only to tell them to be more careful and to not get caught.

Drew wasn't like that.

She was mean, haughty, and worst of all, completely self-interested. Most of the things she did, she did for herself. Everyone at camp knew that, which is why everyone, including Annabeth and Percy, had steered clear of her.

Drew started again. This time, she had more confidence and decided to push what she could convince them.

"You guys know—"

WHAP!

Drew tried to scream but a firm hand was clamped over her mouth.

"That's right Miss Beauty Pageant. You're not going anywhere to tell anyone anything."

Percy stood up, his lowering member still very much visible.

"I'm…just gonna…leave…" he muttered.

Annabeth smiled. "Give me a kiss goodnight."

Percy leaned over and planted a soft kiss on her lips.

"I love you," he said.

Annabeth winked. "Love you too. I hope you enjoyed tonight."

"It was—"

"Different?" she guessed.

"You could say that," he laughed.

Percy closed the door behind him, briefly letting in a burst of hot nighttime air.

With her boyfriend gone, Annabeth worked as quickly as possible to get Drew and herself out of the Athena cabin. Her siblings had special permission to be out late, but she knew they would be back any minute. Using the universal tool of demigods, she tied Drew's hands and ankles with duct tape, saving a piece for her mouth.

"Scream for help or try to run away, and I will skewer you with my knife," Annabeth warned.

Drew could only nod. It was obvious that she was more than afraid. After all, Annabeth was the scariest girl she'd ever met. Nobody, except for maybe Clarisse, dared to challenge her.

The two girls headed towards the Big House. This was just one of the many times Annabeth walked the route, but usually, she didn't have a daughter of Aphrodite held hostage, and she was almost never dressed in lingerie. Thankfully for her, the cover of night concealed her attire, and it was unlikely they would come across anyone since it was past curfew.

At the entrance to the Big House, Annabeth carefully peered around the corner, keeping one hand on her captive. No one was in sight, but if they came anywhere near Argus, she was as good as dead.

"On the count of three, we will both run to the attic," Annabeth whispered.

Drew simply stood there.

"I'll take that as a yes," she said warily. "One…two…three!"

The two girls dashed up the stairs, Annabeth in the lead. She dared not look behind her.

At last, they made it to the attic. Annabeth was slightly panting, but Drew, being forced to breathe only through her nose, was practically hyperventilating.

"I'll take the tape off," she offered. "If you scream, you'll be sorry. If you charm speak me, you'll be sorry. Am I clear?"

Drew nodded eagerly.

With a sharp flick of her wrist, Annabeth tore the tape off the Asian girl's mouth.

End of Part 20