Annabeth Chase and the Lust Scroll

Aphrodite was ecstatic. She was so excited that she was squealing loudly in her chambers, loud enough that a mortal's eardrums would've popped like a balloon if they were next to the overjoyed love goddess.

Aphrodite ran back and forth through her chambers, looking beautiful while doing so. She would run from one to place to another than back again. Some would conclude that she had at last lost her mind.

The reason for the excitement from the love goddess? Well, it all had to do with new spell scroll she had laid out on her table. The pink ink was beginning to dry and the pen she used to write it was all but dull to the tip. She had spent days writing the spell scroll, and with a little class from Persephone, she was able to make a terrifyingly effective spell. Of course, it posed no physical harm to someone, not intentionally anyways.

Aphrodite loved writing spell scrolls that had to do with lust and love. However, they could be reversed with the right potions. This spell scroll however was new, so no potion existed to counter it yet. Apollo would find out soon enough, and he would most likely cut Aphrodite's fun short. She had used a curse on Annabeth Chase to make her love Percy Jackson forever, not a spell scroll, so Apollo wouldn't be able to reverse that. She wanted to make sure nothing could come between her favorite couple, especially infidelity or boredom.

Pink eyes scanned the spell scroll, brightening with glee as she read every word, every syllable, and every sentence. She had really outdone herself this time, Apollo would need two weeks tops to make up a new potion to counter this spell. Aphrodite settled on not using it for now. At least, not in full force. She decided to do a little test run.

She walked over to a large oval mirror in her chamber. "Show me Camp Half-Blood." She said excitedly.

The mirror changed colors to show the luscious green fields and rich trees of Camp Half-Blood. The sea glowed a dark blue in the distance. The campers were out, running around doing chores or training. Some chased others around cabins while a few half-bloods flew overhead with their pegasi. Aphrodite had the perfect test subject in mind.

"Show me cabin six." She ordered.

The mirror zoomed in on a mini-Parthenon, passing the glowering owl above the doorframe. The vision zoomed through the bookshelves and studying campers who sat at scattered tables. Then it settled on a specific bunk. The counselor of cabin six was laying in her bunk, polishing her knife. Annabeth Chase would never willingly subject herself to love experiments, therefore Aphrodite knew she could easily deny any involvement with her.

Aphrodite giggled drunkenly, taking out the scroll and starting to chant. The scroll glowed pink, before highlighting certain passages. So far, so good. As long as the scroll skipped the parts about infernal lust and unquenchable desire for sex, she would be fine. That's when it went wrong. The entire scroll glowed again, and all the passages glowed gold.

"Wait, no stop!" Aphrodite cried. The paper stopped glowing. She let out a sigh of relief, looking to the mirror. To her horror, Annabeth was twitching, and her hand started to inch towards the inner part of her thighs. Her face was red and she was biting her lip.

"This isn't good." Aphrodite muttered, then she summoned popcorn. As much as she didn't like what was happening, she wanted to see what would happen.

Ω

Annabeth had no idea what was happening to her. Her head felt heavy, like she had drunk herself to sleep the night before. Annabeth Chase did not drink alcohol, so she refused to believe it.

Then came the throbbing. Her vagina felt like it had a heartbeat of its own, pulsing and beating. Annabeth reached towards it, hoping it would stop but it didn't.

She refused to finger herself, not when her siblings were right next to her. She didn't want to go to the bathroom because some of her siblings had chugged energy drinks earlier so she knew plenty of people would be going in and out of the bathroom.

Half-bloods weren't always uncontrollably horny. Surprisingly, they didn't retain that part from their parents. Plus, Athena wasn't that promiscuous even back then so Annabeth couldn't have gotten that part from her godly side.

She wondered if it had been too long since she had sex with Percy. They had been dating for five months and she had only had sex with him a few times. She remembered the last time she had him, it was during capture the flag.

"Hey, Annabeth." Malcolm said, standing next to her bunk.

"Yeah?" She said, turning to look at her half-brother.

"I was wondering, could I teach your mythology class for this week?" Malcolm asked, "I really want to start teaching here at camp but there's no openings."

Annabeth smiled, "About time you started, go ahead. I'm not even feeling good enough to teach."

Malcolm frowned, "Are you okay? I can go get Chiron if you—"

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Annabeth waved him off, "It's just a headache. I've probably been working too hard on redesigning Olympus."

She knew that wasn't it. Writing architectural plans didn't make her horny.

"You know mom told you to pace yourself." Malcolm chided.

"I know, it's just that you know how I get, I start designing then I get carried away." Annabeth said sheepishly.

"Okay," Malcolm said, "Well, tell me if you need anything. I'm going to guess your lesson plans are in the classroom?"

"Yep, look for the vanilla folder labeled, 'LP'." Annabeth said, "Be careful around the Ares kids. They've been acting up more recently. I think the Stolls have been selling them candy again and now they're high off sugar."

"Speaking of high off sugar, Percy got KP for breakfast today." Malcolm grinned.

Annabeth sat up, "Why?"

"He got caught chugging a six pack of soda in his cabin." Malcolm laughed, "Chiron and Mr. D just had to walk in at the wrong time."

"Seaweed Brain." Annabeth shook her head. Getting in trouble in that manner seemed just like something Percy Jackson would do. She had gotten used to peacetime Percy. He was hilarious and overall an interesting guy to be around. He seemed more laid back nowadays.

"Alright, well, I'll be seeing you." Malcolm said, checking his watch and walking away.

"Bye, Malcolm!" She called, "Have a good class!"

Malcolm waved before leaving the cabin.

Annabeth sighed, the throbbing between her legs had spread to her stomach and down to her feet. She was starting to get concerned. What kind of sickness does that? It didn't hurt but it was uncomfortable. She was really considering looking through the bookshelves for a book about sexual disease. She knew it had to be impossible, Percy was as clean as Annabeth's bedsheets and he was the only guy she had ever fucked.

The daughter of Athena climbed out of her bed, changing into some more decent clothes. She wasn't about to go out there in panties and a tank top. She pulled off her tank top, freeing her full and round breasts. She reached for a simple blue lace bra and put it on. She pulled on a camp shirt and some cut-off jean shorts.

She walked through the shelves, attempting to hide the throbbing she was feeling. Eventually, she made it out of the cabin.

Camp was easily one of the most pleasant places on Earth. To Annabeth and many other campers, it was the best place on Earth. No rain, no pollution, and being surrounded by friends. What more could they want? New York City wasn't far so they could go shopping if they wanted to.

Another throb hit Annabeth's core. She swallowed a moan. She glared down at her crotch, wondering if she should go ask Chiron for help. She shook the thought out of her head, it was too embarrassing. She'd just deal with it for now.

She walked away from her cabin and to the arena. She knew that Percy had a sword-fighting class today that he had to teach, and she wanted to watch. Last time he was left unsupervised, the sword-fighting class turned into a game of paintball. The arena came to view and she could hear the sound of swords clanging and Percy's voice correcting campers who were using incorrect form.

Out of all the campers, Percy was one of the best teachers at camp, and that shocked many. He was the last person people would expect to be a teacher. Annabeth was even surprised when he volunteered to teach some classes. She liked it though, there was something about Percy teaching that she found insanely hot. He would always use hand movements which flexed his muscles, his New York accent would push out, and he never relied on punishments to discipline the classes. So of course, his classes were a must-have for new campers.

Sure enough, the son of Poseidon was teaching his class. He was showing off a thrust on a training dummy. He was using Riptide and wearing a bronze breastplate. He didn't have to, but she figured he liked how he looked in armor. Annabeth didn't blame him. Plenty of porn circulated around camp using pictures of Percy in armor.

"Alright!" Percy called, "Try this move on your own. Try not to kill each other, please!" He walked off to the side and leaned on Riptide as the campers went to work on training.

Annabeth took her chance and walked over to Percy, standing next to him. "How is it going?" She asked.

"Good, where have you been?" Percy asked, "I didn't see you this morning."

"Ah, headache." She said, "I just wasn't feeling well."

"I can cook you some pancakes after class if you want." Percy offered.

Annabeth smiled at his offer. She knew Percy couldn't cook much but he did make killer pancakes. She nodded and said, "I'd love some actually. I'll wait until your class is over."

Percy looked down at his watch and said, "Give it five minutes. We've been at this for a hour and a half now. I think they're getting it now." He smiled as he watched campers pull off the move he showed them.

Annabeth and Percy both watched as the campers trained. A few were struggling but Percy was an understanding guy. He would never target someone for not getting a concept. Annabeth knew he wouldn't, partially because he had suffered what it was like to be attacked for not understanding something.

"Okay, guys!" Percy said, walking into the arena, "Time is up! Go back to your cabin and tell your counselors. You guys did good today, next class is on Wednesday."

Campers murmured in agreement and split off to go walk to their cabins. Some of them shot Percy thankful glances. Some of them had been in Clarisse's classes and they hated combat classes ever since. Plenty of them still bore the scars from her 'teaching methods.'

Annabeth was smiling when she felt another intense throb. She couldn't help the moan that came out. Percy looked over at her with strange look. He raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. Annabeth's face burned. There was no way she just moaned like that, especially in public.

"Sorry," She whispered.

"Um, okay…" Percy said, "Are you sure you're feeling alright?"

"I'm fine, Percy, really." Annabeth said, still blushing furiously.

"Alright, come on, I'm going to the kitchen to make those pancakes I promised you." Percy said while walking towards the camp kitchen, which definitely wasn't in use at the moment. Lunch had finished an hour ago and dinner wasn't until a few hours.

No one really paid the two lovebirds any attention as they walked to the kitchen. At this point in time, everyone had gotten used to seeing Percy and Annabeth together. In fact, it was odd to see one of them without the other in their free time. Percy would find Annabeth like a lost puppy and Annabeth would find Percy like her life depended on it.

Annabeth followed Percy into the underground kitchen.

"Sit." He told her, pointing to the counter as he walked to the refrigerator.

She did as he said and hopped up on the counter, turning and sitting down as Percy rummaged through the refrigerator for ingredients. She was in the middle of daydreaming when he poked his head out and said, "Do you want chocolate chips on yours?"

That was enough to break Annabeth out of her reverie. "Uh, yes, please."

Percy nodded and went back to looking for ingredients. Annabeth couldn't help but smile. Percy had gotten so much better over the years. He had learned to cook, something most guys at camp didn't and still continued to not know how to do.

She watched as he started to pour the batter onto a frying pan and pre-heated the oven. Annabeth stared as he got a spatula and started flipping the pancakes periodically while sprinkling chocolate chips on them.

He was so focused on cooking that he didn't notice Annabeth panting or staring at him like she wanted to eat him for breakfast instead of the pancakes. His muscles bulged as he cooked the pancakes. Annabeth's eyes drifted further down to his groin area. Her breath hitched and the throbbing was everywhere now.

Gods, Percy, why do you do this to me? Annabeth thought.

She was about to jump him right then and there but controlled herself. She remembered this was where food was made, she didn't want to spread germs around, especially not in the manner she was thinking of.

Percy put three pancakes on a plate and gave them to Annabeth, a fork and knife along with them. Annabeth smiled as she inhaled the scent of pancakes. Percy always managed to make them smell really good.

"You can eat them in my cabin if you want." He offered.

Annabeth didn't know why he was being so nice today. Maybe he was always this nice and she never really noticed. Either way, it was turning her on way too much. She was so turned on that she wondered if being this turned on was natural.

She followed him to his cabin, swearing to herself she would not have sex with him as soon as they closed the door. Percy had one arm wrapped around her as he opened the door. She didn't mean to but when he touched her shoulder, she moaned again.

Percy flinched and looked at her, wide-eyed.

"I'm sorry." She said while blushing. What was up with her today?

Percy shook his head and motioned for her to go into his cabin. She decided to not say anything else. She couldn't imagine how awkward this was for Percy. She kept moaning for no reason, and she knew it was freaking him out.

She sat on his bed, scarfing down the pancakes Percy made for her while he cleaned his cabin. Luckily, Percy had given her a paper plate and plastic silverware. Once she was done, she went and threw them away in his garbage can and went back to her spot on his bed.

Annabeth watched as Percy finished cleaning his cabin. He took off his breastplate and for a minute, she saw his abs. Annabeth had no idea what came over her, but the throbbing went through the roof and she moaned almost uncontrollably.

Percy jumped and dropped his breastplate on the floor, causing the armor to make a loud bang as it hit the floor. Annabeth was still writhing on his bed, relishing the intense sensation that took over her body.

"Oh my gods, Annabeth!" Percy said, rushing over and sitting her up. "Are you okay?" He asked.

"I…I'm fine." She said, getting her body under control.

"No, you're not." Percy said, "Seriously, what is up with you?" He looked deep into her eyes, "Are you sick or something?"

By now, Annabeth couldn't take it anymore. The closer Percy got to her, the more intense the throbbing got. She needed to have Percy. Fingering herself wouldn't work now, she needed the real deal.

She turned to him. "I'm so horny!" She cried out.

Percy sat back, staring at her, "Annabeth…you know we can't…"

Annabeth knew what he was talking about. Her mother for some reason had decided to visit Annabeth a few days ago. Annabeth at the time happened to be locked in a heavy make out session with Percy when she visited. Her mother subsequently told them they weren't allowed to even make out. Annabeth however at this point didn't care. She needed this.

"Please, Percy." She pleaded, "I haven't had you in so long. I need you so bad right now."

"We had sex like three weeks ago." Percy said.

"Three weeks is too long!" She cried out, "Please just this once, Percy."

Normally, Percy would be in her position, but he had really controlled himself after Athena threatened to kill him. Ever since then, he acted like the mature camp counselor that Annabeth couldn't help but want to fuck every day.

"Really, Annabeth?" Percy said, "Do you really want this? If Athena shows up, we're both dead, you know that right?"

"I want it!" Annabeth whined. She reached for Percy's shirt and pulled him to her.

Percy yelped as he basically smothered her. Annabeth couldn't help but love the feeling. She started grinding as best as she could against Percy. She gripped his shirt and ripped it off, throwing the remnants to the floor. Percy's bare chest couldn't have looked nicer to Annabeth. She ran her hands along his pecs, his abs, and his arms. Percy just sat there on his knees, letting Annabeth grope him.

Annabeth decided to take her step further. She locked her legs around the Greek hero and unbuckled his belt. She unbuttoned his jeans and started yanking them down along with his boxers. Percy helped her, dropping them off the bed and reached for the hem of Annabeth's shirt. Annabeth beat him to the punch because she stripped in record time.

She guided herself against Percy, waiting until he had a clear way inside her. Percy meanwhile held one of her thighs with one hand while he held his cock in the other. He aimed at her entrance before thrusting in.

Annabeth screamed in pleasure, tears of pleasure threatening to spill out of her eyes. Annabeth looked at him, stars in her eyes as he started to move.

"Ugh...you're so tight!" Percy grunted, gripping both of her thighs and putting her feet near his head. He started pounding in and out of her, grunting every time he thrusted back in.

Annabeth moaned and screamed the entire time. She knew she was vocal in bed but not this vocal. She sounded like she was drowning in pleasure. Well, she was. The throbbing sensation had gotten even more intense and now she felt like her body was going to explode.

Percy pulled her up so she was straddling him. Annabeth instinctively wrapped her arms around Percy's neck and started bouncing. Percy turned around and laid down so Annabeth was on top. She took off instantly, causing loud slapping noises to emit from in between them. She could also hear the wet squelching noises coming from underneath her. Anyone within ten feet of the cabin probably could hear what was happening.

Percy reached up and massaged her boobs, his eyes blown wide. She knew full well he was about to explode too. Percy started groaning, "Annabeth, I'm about to cum!"

Annabeth moaned in response, leaning forward and pressing her hands against his chest. She bucked her ass on his dick, trying to milk him of everything he had.

"Annabeth!" He shouted, "I'm cumming!" He started shaking.

Annabeth screamed, her own orgasm hitting her just as hard. She felt the throbbing sensation explode inside her and she shook, letting out every single moan and scream she had until her voice was hoarse.

"Cum in me, please!" She begged, "It's so good! I need to feel it!"

Percy promptly followed his lover's orders because he exploded inside her, spewing cum on her walls and flooding her pussy with three weeks' worth of cum. He screamed while doing so.

Annabeth normally would feel warm after Percy came in her but this time, she felt soothed and calm. The throbbing in her body died down. She sighed and laid her head down on his chest. Percy was breathing heavily and started stroking her back.

"Percy?" She said.

"Yeah?" His voice was faint and tired.

"Thank you, I needed this." She said dreamily.

"I think I needed it too." Percy chuckled, burying his face in her hair.

Annabeth smiled, dozing off. Needless to say, she solved her problem. For today at least.

A/N: So, this has been on my laptop for a while and so i decided to post it.