Author's Note: Ok Haiiii folks! A few things:
I know it has been like what 6 months ish since the last update but I have a good reason! My co-author LalaMay went MIA. Do I miss her yes? Do I worry yes? But the show must go on. Now since I had to get another co-author/beta, you may notice a considerable difference in the writing style.
Game note: The game was originally Lala's idea. She wanted to write it. It was her thing but before she disappeared on me she told me she wanted to take it out so there will be NO GAME!
Credits/Disclaimers: I do not own this series. If I did there'd be moar couply goodness and such.
Itty Bitty Albatros aka Tobi. aka My Tobi get your own was the initial beta/co-author while
StillFallingAngel did the final touches. Thank you to both of ya awesome people! You two get chocolate milk and cuddles! ^_^
SO THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER BUT IF I GET ENOUGH LOVE AKA REVIEWS I WILL WRITE A SEQUAL. Feel free to send ideas and let me know your favorite part(s)
I also have other stories up as well.
Enough rambling. I present to you Bound Chapter 4
Skilled
Percy Jackson had very skilled lips.
He had luxuriously skilled lips…and tongue…and control over his abilities... He had ridiculous skill over everything he possessed, all of the above. Sorry, what was the question again?
Honestly, it was a tidal wave of sensation, and it was too much for Annabeth. Under his ministrations she was the one turning into a pile of aroused demigod mush.
She had told him—Percy had been told—that he had to earn his release and he had certainly been doing a good job of doing so, striving so valiantly to please her, if the state of her breasts had anything to do about it. He was constantly weaving her attention from her own mind and the things she was thinking, back to herself and his self with the things he was doing to her.
After he had managed to remove her top using only his powers (water is capably strong, very flexible and very versatile) and the hard ridges of his teeth, he had proceeded to play with her breasts in a slow, sensual, mind-throbbing way with soft bit of a bite. No, really, he bit hard; indenting her skin with the curves of his teeth, leaving purple-red, crescent shaped marks that would be there all day, that she could see standing out against her skin in the mirror when she pulled her shirt up. And, hot damn, it felt good, and that was the understatement of the century. It felt like her nerves were singing under her skin, which didn't make sense and she knew it, but he was slowly shutting off her brain with the way he was touching her. He was currently in the process of slowly circling his tongue around one of her nipples while giving her a strange, cool, sensual water massage on the other. If something didn't spark soon, she felt like she was likely to push him down and slide off her panties herself, and demand the hot sex she really, desperately craved.
Percy knew what he was doing to her, of course. When he was satisfied with torturing her breasts he let the water trickle down a bit, moving his hands to bracket her hips, reminding her to be patient for a few more moments. He decided to kiss down, down, down, past her navel and the curve of her hipbone, until he grabbed the lace edge of her panties with his teeth, feeling the fabric snag deliciously in his mouth, and pulled it all the way down her luxuriously long legs, dragging his tongue against her soft skin as he went.
He then slowly, agonizingly, kissed back up to her center, kissing the thighs gently and teasing around her before he latched onto her and began to suck, looking up at her with those wide sea green eyes devotedly.
Annabeth let out a stifled scream that startled the both of them, making her lose her breath and his catch in his throat and hover there, roughly, wanting to hear all the noises she would make for him.
After his initial shock, he continued his work, adding in his fingers, teasing, loving, preparing...
"I love you," He uttered through those skilled lips.
Annabeth just groaned.
Percy stopped what he was doing for a few seconds and looked up at her. That got her attention. "Annabeth? Mistress?"
"I-I-love you too," she stated through her current mush for brains.
Percy grinned and gave her a kiss on her inner thigh before he went back to work. When he was sure that her brain wasn't properly working anymore due to his ministrations, Percy moved her legs onto the bed as well and hovered over her. "You ready?"
All Annabeth could do was nod.
Percy agonizingly slowly, teasingly kissed down from her forehead to her lips, down down down… and continued serving her until they were both a happy, panting, satisfied mess. They rested on the bed for a few minutes, snuggling into each other when suddenly two water tentacles grabbed Annabeth's wrists and brought them to rest around Percy's neck.
"My turn." He grinned his signature trouble-maker grin.
"Yes, Master" was all that was heard before he kissed her hungrily once more.
THE END.
A/N: Love aka ideas and reviews will result in a sequel. Thank you for staying with me through this journey.
Love,
Cookie
