Percy was utterly confused by the change in Annabeth's behavior in the past few days. It all started the day she kept moaning next to him, which in itself was already very awkward. Then he found himself being fucked by the daughter of Athena sometimes multiple times a day. He didn't mind but he was still pretty concerned.

To him, Annabeth was really modest, he had to try really hard to seduce her into giving him her virginity. Now she was fucking him every day and he just couldn't figure out why.

It wasn't just sex either, she even acted differently. Take what happened this morning for example.

Percy was exhausted after the events of yesterday where Annabeth fucked him in her cabin. He thought that was enough to sate her sexual appetite, yet apparently it wasn't since she proceeded to break into his cabin during the bonfire and corner him. He still wondered how no one heard her screaming her head off.

After getting dressed and departing from his cabin, he made his way to cabin six and waited outside for Annabeth. This was normal for the two, if one got ready before the other, they would wait outside the other's cabin for them.

When Annabeth finally emerged, she looked pretty normal. Sure, she wore a tight pair of cut off shorts that showed off her legs and butt, but that was relatively normal for her. She often dressed for comfort, not looks. Her shirt didn't hang too low, so he knew she wasn't trying to show off her tits or anything.

The only things Percy noticed was off about her was that she was wearing make-up. Annabeth didn't wear make-up often, she always said it was a waste of time to apply. She didn't go overboard either, she used just enough to enhance her looks while also using it sparingly enough to look natural.

Percy's heart skipped a beat at the sight of her. She was beautiful enough to put some goddesses to shame. Though that may have just been Percy looking at her through rose-tinted shades.

"Hey, Seaweed Brain." She said with a smile as she walked over to him.

"Annabeth." He said, still staring at her face.

Annabeth must've known what he was thinking because she said, "You like it?"

"I thought you hated make-up." Percy said.

"Not really." She said, "I hate putting it on, but I don't mind it. I borrowed a kit from some Aphrodite girls."

Percy was now completely confused, Annabeth rarely got along with Aphrodite girls. He couldn't picture her willingly going to their cabin for make-up. Regardless, he let it slide, Annabeth's personal business was her business, not his.

"We should get going." Annabeth said, "We don't want to be late now, do we?"

Percy picked his jaw up off the floor and followed Annabeth. He may or may not have let her walk ahead of him a few times so he could stare at her ass. He'd fought plenty of guys who wouldn't shut up about Annabeth's ass, he knew she wasn't lacking in that department.

After nearly getting caught staring at her by a satyr, Percy walked alongside her and gently held her hand. Annabeth smiled but didn't say anything else.

As they walked, Percy couldn't help but notice the fragrance coming off of Annabeth. It smelled sweet, like strawberries. Normally she always had a lemon smell to her, but it seemed Annabeth had either put on perfume or tried out a new soap.

"So, are you busy at all today?" Annabeth asked.

"No, why?"

She smiled widely, "Nothing, just checking. You'll be in your cabin then, right?"

"Yeah." Percy said, he had just gotten the new Call of Duty recently and he was dying to play it. It was bad enough Travis Stoll wouldn't shut the fuck up about the graphics.

The pavilion was already packed when Percy and Annabeth got there. The Athena campers were already seated and eating. A few of them looked over at Percy and Annabeth, some wearing smug grins. A few other campers glanced at the couple but didn't do anything other than that.

Percy leaned in to kiss Annabeth on the cheek before she went to her table but was surprised when she turned her head and kissed him fully. Her eyes had a determined look in them. Then with a rather hard bite on the bottom of his lip that drew a grunt out of him, she let go and started walking away.

Percy rubbed the bottom of his lip, Annabeth wasn't typically a biter. He didn't feel or taste any blood, so he was grateful for that at least. He watched as she sat down at her table and started chatting with her siblings, like she hadn't just bit him.

Percy felt someone slide in next to him. He looked over and found Grover sitting next to him.

"So, I take it you and Annabeth are doing well." He said.

Percy looked at the satyr, "Uh, yeah."

"Something wrong?" Grover asked.

"No, not at all." Percy said.

Grover stared at him for a moment before shrugging and saying, "Alright, if you say so. So, you won't believe what happened with this dryad up in Vancouver…"

Percy tried to listen to the story Grover was telling him while he was eating but his attention was drawn to a certain blonde who was staring him down from across the pavilion. Annabeth's gray eyes were locked onto him with a hungry gaze.

Percy pretended to not see her, maybe if he ignored her, she would go back to talking with her siblings. She acted normal enough during the walk to the pavilion but the last thing he wanted was for her brain to enter that horny mode that she'd been in during the past few days. She was insatiable when she was in that state.

After a few minutes of talking to Grover, he looked back at Annabeth and found her still staring at him.

Fucks sake! He thought with panic.

The next half hour was spent with Percy looking over and blushing when he saw Annabeth just staring at him. He didn't know why he was finding her stare so terrifying, perhaps it had to do with the lustful expression she wore the entire time.

When breakfast ended, he took a deep breath when he saw Annabeth walking towards him. It wasn't that he didn't want to have sex with her, he usually jumped at the chance, but with the way Annabeth had been acting recently, he was actually starting to doubt if he could sexually satisfy her.

Annabeth ignored the giggling from the Aphrodite campers as she leaned over the table and smiled down at Percy, who was looking at her like she was going to beat him up or something.

"I got Malcolm to take over for my chores today." She said, "Let's go to your cabin."

Percy's heart thumped in his chest, partially out of excitement. A part of him begged for a break since he was exhausted from yesterday but another part of him was cheering at the idea of fucking Annabeth yet again.

When Percy stood up, Annabeth grabbed his hand and started leading him towards the cabin. Well, more like dragging really since she was ahead of him, and Percy was stumbling over his feet.

Percy didn't miss the sideway glances of a few girls and a few thumbs up from the guys who saw what was going on. Connor Stoll was mouthing the words: 'lucky bastard' to him while Annabeth dragged him. The daughter of Athena meanwhile either didn't notice or didn't care.

Annabeth couldn't have been any hornier than she was at the moment. At first, when she woke up, the throbbing between her legs had died down a little though her mind kept recommending her to do some downright outrageous stuff, things like putting on make-up or dressing like a skank.

Yet now that throbbing was back in full force. It had been steadily increasing since they walked to the pavilion and she was slowly getting more desperate to get rid of it. It was like an itch that wouldn't go away with time.

Percy nearly fell when Annabeth dragged him up the stairs and kicked open the door to his cabin, nearly throwing him in before shutting the door behind her. Percy stumbled into his cabin and turned to look at Annabeth, who looked somewhat frustrated.

"You okay—" Percy was about to ask when Annabeth suddenly yanked her shirt off like it was on fire. She threw it on the ground and quickly pulled her shorts down. Annabeth stood before him in just a pair of blue panties, a matching bra, and her flip flops.

Percy instinctively started checking her out. It wasn't like he hadn't seen her naked before, it was just that it seemed so taboo for a modest daughter of Athena like Annabeth to be stripping in front of a son of Poseidon like himself.

Percy wasn't going to lie, Annabeth could definitely get a job as a model if she pleased. She had the perfect mix between curves and muscles. Even her thighs had that blend of jiggle and athleticism that made it a joy to be in between them. Sure, there were things like her ass or tits which were definitely much larger than what most 18 year old girls had. He didn't know her cup size and he never asked.

The one thing that truly captivated Percy though was her face. Annabeth just looked hot, even when she was pissed at him. Many of his fantasies involved hate sex between him and the daughter of Athena, though those fantasies only remained that, fantasies. He would never even try to stick his dick in a angry Annabeth, that was the quickest way to get castrated in his eyes.

Annabeth meanwhile was starting to breathe heavily as she looked Percy up and down.

Why the fuck is he still wearing clothes? She thought.

Percy let out a squeak when Annabeth stomped over to him and started yanking his clothes off, starting with his shirt. Then she batted his hands away from his belt and undid it in a matter of seconds, yanking it through the loops and throwing it to the side. Then she all but ripped his jeans off of him.

Now Percy was standing in a pair of dark blue boxers, his erection very clearly jutting out. Annabeth's pupils dilated at the sight of it.

When Annabeth had first met Percy, he wasn't really anything special. He was a scrawny twelve-year-old boy with voice cracks. Even some Ares campers looked better than him at that age. She couldn't name a point when Percy suddenly became attractive to her but all she knew was during the battle for Manhattan, he looked every bit like a Greek hero. Sure, he wasn't as big as the statues, but he was definitely toned enough.

Annabeth's eyes drifted to his arms, Percy was jacked for an eighteen-year-old. Not steroid user type jacked but jacked enough that some mortals would have second thoughts about fighting him. Even the Stoll brothers, who at one point were more muscular than him, now looked downright scrawny compared to him.

"You know, it's kind of weird that we've been standing here in a underwear for the past few minutes and we haven't fucked yet." She said, trying to get him to make the first move to get fully naked.

Percy sighed and pulled his boxers down. Annabeth was still amazed by his length. One thing was for sure, guys were not supposed to be that big down there. It still surprised her that she could take all of it inside her without crying out in pain.

Well, his dad is the father of horses. She thought.

Annabeth, giving him a sultry smile, slowly and methodically pulled her panties down, stepping out of them while kicking her flip flops off. She took great satisfaction at the look in Percy's eyes when she reached behind her and unclasped her bra.

Percy watched as she walked over to him and took him by the hand before leading him to his bunk. Her hips swayed while she walked in front of him. He waited before she was right in front of his bed before putting a hand in between her shoulder blades and pushing her down so she was bent over his bed.

Percy looked down at her bent over form, her ass looked even better from where he was standing. He ran a hand along her right cheek, taking great delight in how smooth Annabeth's skin was while also squeezing her ass.

Annabeth looked over her shoulder at Percy, her eyes dared him to do something. She wiggled her ass at him.

Percy guided his tip to her dripping lips and slowly pushed forward, enjoying the look on Annabeth's face as he did so. Her mouth gaped open, and her eyes widened as he pushed into her. Her warmth swallowed his tip.

"Fuck…" Annabeth groaned.

Once Percy was fully slotted inside her, he started to slowly drag himself out before pushing back in at the same agonizing pace. He slowly increased his speed and could make out the sucking sound of air escaping Annabeth's pussy each time he pushed into her.

His hands flew to her hips. He hauled himself out until one the head remained in her before slamming back into her. Annabeth moaned when he did so. He gripped her hips in place and started banging into her, his hips making loud slapping sound each time they collided with Annabeth's butt.

"Harder." Annabeth panted.

Percy started to pound into her so hard that she was basically being driven into the bed. He took deep breaths each time he pulled out then driving into Annabeth. The bed groaned as it was moved across the floor from the force of Percy's thrusts.

Loud slapping and moaning filled cabin three. Percy wiped some sweat off his forehead before resuming his thrusting. Annabeth could barely stand on her own two feet anymore.

Annabeth was liking the rough pounding Percy was giving her. Maybe it was her Athenian warlike nature, but she loved rough sex. She liked soft lovemaking too but she loved when Percy got rough with her, he liked it when she got rough with him after all.

Both demigods let out frustrated grunts when Percy slipped out of her depths. He reached down and aimed himself at her lips before plunging into her pussy yet again. Annabeth could feel her orgasm starting to creep up on her. Percy meanwhile was starting to pulse inside her, a sign he was about to blow his load.

"Harder, harder!" Annabeth yelled.

"Fuck." Percy grunted while slamming into Annabeth in an almost painful way.

With a thrust, Annabeth broke down and screamed. She threw her head back and screamed to the ceiling while Percy continued fucking her from behind. Her pussy clamped down on Percy's length.

Percy couldn't take the tightness any longer. He dug his tip as deep as it could go and started to shoot. He let out a groan as he filled Annabeth up.

Annabeth gasped at the warm feeling of Percy's seed filling her uterus. The thought of pregnancy popped up in her mind but it was quickly ignored. She rarely liked when Percy pulled out, she saw it as a waste of his cum.

Percy pulled out of Annabeth, a plop coming from the cum that had started running out of her pussy. Some of it dripped onto the floor in globs, making wet splashes as they fell.

Taking a second to admire his handiwork, Percy helped Annabeth stand and drew her in for a kiss. Post nut clarity started to hit him, he completely forgot about his plan to play video games or watch TV. He looked over at his set up but stopped when Annabeth wrapped her arms around his neck and walked backwards until her backside hit the bed.

Percy laid a hand on her thigh, "We just fucked, Annabeth, there's no way you want another round."

Annabeth leaned forward and licked his lips, "We still have plenty of time, I want one more load from you."

Percy looked down between them at his flaccid penis, "I don't know if I can do it."

Annabeth looked down and realized what he was talking about. She let out a disapproving huff before coming to a realization. It wasn't that Percy couldn't give her another load, he just wasn't motivated enough.

"Come on, Percy," She started, "Don't you want to fill me up over and over again? I want that."

"Annabeth—"

"Don't think about it." She said, "Just," She leaned in next to his ear, "Fuck me." She let out a moan for good measure.

Percy lost all sense of control right then and there. He picked Annabeth up by her thighs and threw her onto his bed and climbed on, his raging erection angrily searching for a place to go into. Annabeth giggled at Percy's loss of control.

Percy spread Annabeth's legs before aiming himself at her entrance. He didn't bother with the whole taking it slow thing. He plunged into her now slimy depths. He could feel himself floating around inside her, which only served to make him even hornier.

Wet squelching sounds came from in between the two as Percy started to fuck his way into Annabeth. The bed creaked underneath the two, their moans and pants forming a symphony accompanied by the smacking of their hips. Annabeth's breasts bounced up and down while Percy grimaced at the feeling of pleasure.

"Yeah!" She cheered while wrapping her legs around Percy's thrusting body, "That's what I want!"

Percy was close but so was Annabeth, he could tell she was close due to her face becoming increasingly red and her toes curling.

Both lovers stared into each other's eyes with competitive gleams. Neither was going to give up the title of the one who didn't cum first. Each one started using their own…dirty tricks to win.

Annabeth grinned as she started to grind against Percy. She wrapped her arms around his neck and moaned, making sure to make them as loud as she could. She knew Percy loved her moans.

Percy meanwhile started slamming himself into her, he knew she loved it rough. His own grunts joined Annabeth's moans and groans.

Finally, both demigods seemed to break at the same time. Annabeth closed her eyes and tossed her head back, her blonde hair spreading over Percy's pillow. She let out a loud and long moan that was all pleasure. Percy meanwhile collapsed and buried his face into her shoulder while shouting out his orgasm.

"Fuck, I'm cumming!" Percy groaned.

"Me too, me too!" Annabeth cried out, "Oh gods!"

Percy's tip erupted inside Annabeth, spewing his cum all over her walls and giving her womb yet another load. Annabeth this time lost every bit of control she had and started to squirt her juices all over Percy's cock.

Once both demigods were done, Percy pulled himself out, a sticky wet sound could be heard as he did so. A glop of himself oozed out of Annabeth, who squeezed to keep most of it inside her.

Percy laid next to her, exhausted and on the verge of passing out. Annabeth hugged him tightly and smiled.

"So, two more rounds after lunch?" She asked.