First to awaken is Percy. He notices Annabeth's hair in his mouth as soon as he opens his mouth. He secretly hoped he didn't drool all over her while he slept. He smiles as he looks down at her sleeping and realizes that she must have put on his shirt.
She snores softly while sleeping, and her chest slowly rises and falls. In order to glance at the alarm clock next to his bed, he slouches over and cocks his head. Little more than two hours had passed since they had slept, and it was already after two.
Percy lies down next to Annabeth and places his lips on the top of her head. Percy smiles even more as she gets herself closer to him while he's sleeping.
He contemplates while gazing up at his ceiling. He tries to come up with activities they can do for the remainder of the day. He thinks about asking her whether she wants to see a movie or go to the park, but he realizes that he doesn't want to do either of those. He then wonders if she would agree to join him for dinner if they went out to eat. Percy decides that might be their first date.
Before looping her arm over Percy's chest with her hand hanging off of him on the other side, Annabeth mumbles something in her sleep. She is still sleeping when he casts a quick glance her way.
She doesn't get up until ten more minutes later. Before looking down at her, Percy hears her moan and shift her body. He can see her yawning and then blinking the sleep from her eyes when he glances down at her face. With a dreamy smile on her face, she turns her head to face him.
Percy softly whispered, "Hi," as he placed the stray hairs behind Annabeth's ear that were in front of her face.
She gives him a loving gaze as she looks up at him. She says, "Hi," before slipping out of his hold and sitting down. She yawns again, stretches her arms, and then turns to face him. "I haven't napped in such a long time."
In answer, he laughed and rubbed his eyes. He still feels slightly sleepy. He turned to see Annabeth gazing up at the ceiling. His eyes almost jump out of their sockets as they turn to her neck. He can make out three distinct hickie's on her neck. He doesn't say anything again, he just crouches down to kiss her neck.
As he does this, she hums and tilts her head. Up until Annabeth starts speaking, he keeps kissing her neck. "I have a question," she says.
In order to make eye contact with her, he pulls his head up from kissing her neck. Knowing Annabeth, any possibility is on the table as he wonders about the question. She pauses for a second before asking, "How many girls have you been with? Be truthful."
Percy slows down his motion. He blushes at the question, but not because he has been involved with many girls, but because he has hardly ever been with any other girls, he's not experienced at all.
He turns to face Annabeth, who is waiting for his response while biting her lip. Percy chooses to say, "I've only ever kissed three girls in my entire life, including you." He can tell it was the correct response by the contented smirk on her face. "How many guys," he asks after pausing. "And girls have you been with?"
At first, Percy was taken aback to realize that Annabeth shared his interest in girls, but in all honesty, he found it sexy despite knowing that he shouldn't. Before answering, Annabeth pauses for a while to consider the question. She frowns as she looks down at him. "Not that many," she says. She pauses to consider her response. "I think I've kissed like five guys and two girls," she says.
He is astounded by her response. He is amazed that Annabeth has kissed that many people despite the fact that 5 and 2 is obviously not a lot. He had the impression that she was modest and uninterested in sex. Particularly in light of the way she behaved at camp anytime anyone, particularly those from the Aphrodite cabin, asked about her sexual life.
When Percy and Annabeth were forced to take part in a game of truth or dare last year, Annabeth refused to answer the question of how many boys she had kissed. Everyone assumed she was refusing to answer the question because she was embarrassed that she had never kissed somebody before, but he now knows Annabeth was only trying to cover up the truth and keep her innocent reputation.
Annabeth joins hands with Percy and pulls him out of his trance as she raises an eyebrow at him. She wrinkled her brow and says, "I've never had sex before." She shrugs, "I just wanted to let you know. "
"Me too," he replies softly, raising an affectionate gaze to meet hers. Percy is at a loss for words and stammers, "Have you ever given any other guys uh,"
"A blow job?" She finishes the sentence for him. She opens her mouth to respond, and he nods while gazing into her eyes. She pauses before responding, "Yes," before turning back to face him. Percy laughed at the way she stated, "If it makes you feel any better, you have the biggest dick I've ever seen."
When Percy begins to feel himself get horny again, he wonders if Annabeth would mind if he kissed her again. Although he doesn't think she would reject him, he is aware that they need to get out of bed. They can't hide in his room all day.
Without saying anything, Percy chooses to kiss her. He completely forgot that, beneath the covers, he was naked. Only Annabeth's decision to crawl into his lap served as a reminder of that, which made him harden a little at the contact.
The kiss grows more intense as Annabeth encircles his waist with her legs and pulls at his hair with her hands. As she continued, he grumbled and decided it was time for his turn. In order to be on top of them, he turned them over, then shoved the blanket away from them.
In his shirt and sweatpants, Annabeth is lying beneath him. He decides that it is time for her to remove the shirt once more, and rapidly strips it from her, once more exposing her chest to him. This time, she groans and arches her back as her nipples touch his exposed chest.
He grinds over her clothed crotch while groaning. He then made the decision to go after her pants and put his hands on her waistband. This time, he immediately moved ahead without waiting for approval. He took down her sweatpants as he fixed his gaze on her. One hand was on her stomach and the other was resting on his shoulder as she lay on her back.
He smiles at her with the same grin he had last night just before he went down on her. With a desperate expression on her face and eyes that begged him to take action, Annabeth turned to face him.
He drags a finger from her collarbone to the top of her panties, causing her to sigh and tilt her head back. She twitched her legs, pleading with him to hurry, but he chose to go at his own pace. He almost kneels down in front of her as he leans forward. She groans loudly as he spreads her legs wide while gazing down at her body.
She grabbed Percy's hair and pulled until he turned to look in her direction. She had her mouth open and was slightly panting. She begs him to do something as her eyes are fixed on his. She muttered his name several more times in the sexiest tone he had ever heard come out of her mouth.
He made the decision to start teasing her mercilessly. Now that Annabeth was pleading with him to do something, his confidence was at an all-time high. She writhes as he pulls his hands down her thighs. She tries to force his head down to the middle of her by grabbing his hair once more, but Percy merely smirks and refuses, making her sigh.
On top of her underpants, he swipes a finger across the surface. She tries to increase friction by arching her back, but Percy won't allow it. Because of the sizable damp area in the center of her underpants, he can see how wet she is, which only makes Percy growl. He rubs another finger across her covered crotch and mutters, "You're so wet," making her gasp strongly and arch her back.
She gasps excitedly, "Percy, if you don't go down on me in the next thirty seconds, I'm going to kill you," but Percy merely grinned even wider at her threat.
He urges, "Be patient," but Annabeth can only whimper in answer. In an effort to make contact, she rocks her hips back and forth. When Percy noticed this, he laughed. She gasped as he bent over her and grinded against her. He then knelt down and spoke softly in her ear. "Let's see how many times I can make you scream my name." Although he really wasn't going to say that the words spilled out of his mouth before he realized what he was saying. Although Annabeth's response convinced him it was the appropriate thing to say, he felt a little awkward saying something so filthy.
She gives him a longing gaze as she stares up at him. He continues to grind down on her while she cries out, "Fuck," and tilts her head back. "Make me shout your name! I can't take this any longer."
She groans and arches her back as Percy rapidly leans down and tears her underpants off of her. He presses against her once again as her nipples strike his chest. As he forces her into lying down, she whimpers. She quietly begs him to put his mouth on her as he looks up at her, and he complies.
He again yanks her legs open and crouch's down. He imagined it would be uncomfortable, but Annabeth's knees quickly clamp around his head, making him feel much more encouraged.
She moans, "Percy," as he brushes a finger across her lips. He can't see her face, but she arches her back and glares at him for teasing her.
He pushes her legs apart even further before dipping a finger inside of her. When her hips begin to move to increase friction, he continues at this slow tempo in spite of her requests to move more quickly. He glances up to see her with her hands rubbed over her breasts, her eyes closed, and her head cocked back. It was seeing Annabeth touching herself that broke him. He growled and stuck his tongue directly into her lips and began to explore. Once more wailing his name, Annabeth pulls one of the hands from her breast and clutches his hair.
He inserted his tongue into her while using his fingers to feel for her clit. Although Percy has watched porn in the past and is familiar with the fundamentals of female arousal, that doesn't mean he isn't anxious about it. Even though Annabeth had simply told him earlier that morning that he was wonderful with this tongue, he has concerns about his skills. But what if he doesn't have the same talents now because he was drunk when that happened last night.
Annabeth starts to talk as he starts to stroke her clit and insert his tongue further inside of her. "Percy," she cries. "You're really good at this." She groans, "Feels so good," as Percy begins to stroke her clit quicker.
After removing his tongue for some time, Percy resumes his assault on her clit. He makes the decision to glance up at Annabeth. She rolled her eyes in the back of her head as she leaned her head back in pleasure then she glanced across at him while groaning.
"Does this feel good?" He asks in a playful manner. Slowly ceasing to stroke her crotch causes her to whine in protest. As he considered his next move, he grinned. His mouth almost waters as he peers down at her pussy. When he watches porn, the girls pussies never really drew him in; he just thought they were repulsive looking. But just now, all he wanted to do was fuck the shit out of Annabeths when he looked down at her.
After deciding that enough is enough, he leans back down and slicks through her folds once more, eliciting a groan from her. He strokes her for a few seconds with two fingers before inserting both of them as deeply as he can. She then arched her back so dramatically that he had to hold her waist down as he leaned down and sucked at her clit.
She whispers breathlessly, "Percy, we should fuck." She shrieks, "I want you so badly right now," as he again sucks her clit. Annabeth quickly discovers that he moves more quickly the more she talks. He must be just as hot for dirty talk as she is.
He takes his mouth out of her clit, "You're still so tight," he says. Are you sure, baby?" As soon as he called her baby, Percy flushed. He is aware of Annabeth's aversion to nicknames, with the exception of "wise girl," of course.
She moans, "Hell yes." He still hasn't stopped fingering her. "I've been wanting this for ages." She says in a firm voice, "I want you to stick your enormous dick in me right now, Percy."
When she talks to him in that way, he quickly crumbles and leans in between her wide legs. She whimpers and reaches for her boobs with her hands. Percy clutches himself in his hands and rubs his head along her folds causing both of them to groan.
"What about a condom?" Percy questions. Thank goodness he didn't forget. He realizes he has the condom from last night in his dirty sweatpants pocket, but Annabeth grabbed his dick and made him groan before he could get to his feet.
She grinds against him, moans, "I want to feel you without a piece of latex in between." She continues, "I've been using birth control for years."
Percy stares into her eyes and adds, "I don't want to hurt you and get too forceful. Isn't the first time supposed to hurt?" He asks.
Even though Annabeth is aware that it will hurt, she is completely unfazed. She purses her lips while considering what to say. She bats her eyes a little and looks up at Percy after a few seconds. "But Percy," she cries passionately. "I want it rough."
The entire expression on Percy's face altered in a matter of seconds. He commands Annabeth to "turn around," and she does so while squealing with delight, exposing Percy to her ass for the first time. Annabeth raises herself up by sticking her ass out and using her elbows.
He grunts while gazing at her ass. He puts his hands—both of them—on her ass. He begins by gently massaging her cheeks with both hands, which causes her to tremble a little and groan. "Percy, stop fucking taunting me," she scolds.
He chuckles, raises his hands higher on her body for a better grip, and stands on his knees to achieve the ideal posture. Especially from behind, he finds it hard to believe he's about to fuck her. He felt it was time to start when Annabeth grew restless and began to press her ass against him.
He replies in a soothing voice, "Let me know if you want to stop, baby," as he starts to push himself within her. When she begins to whimper, he has already gotten a few inches in. "Are you alright?" He asks in a direct voice, cocking his head to gaze at her face.
Lifting her head, Annabeth turns to face him. She nodded despite writhing in discomfort. She replies, "Keep going until you are all the way in," as she lies her head back on the comforter.
Percy complies with her demands and keeps pushing inside of her. She begins by whimpering a few times, but by the time he has completely entered her, she is attempting to move her hips to get him to move, and when he doesn't, she growls and lifts her head to stare at him. "Fuck me like you mean it, I'm not going to break."
He grins maniacally, draws his hip back, and then slams into her again, getting a moan in return. He makes the decision that he wants to hear her moan more, so he starts to slam into and out of her more quickly. His hands are still on her waist when he starts to feel his body beginning to sweat.
Annabeth cries out, "Percy," as she starts to pound her hips into his. "Go faster," she commands.
He grunts, "Fuck yeah," and keeps ramming into her at an increasing rate until his headboard starts to hit the wall. They keep pounding harder and harder against one other, neither of them caring about all of the noise they are creating.
He turns his head to the side as he fucks Annabeth. As he fucks her, she is still supporting herself up by using her elbows, and her boobs are swinging madly. She is moaning uncontrollably, and Percy gets way too turned on by it.
He then turns his head once more to gaze at her ass. He licks his lips as he watches himself slamming into and out of her which causes her ass to jiggle. He then makes the decision to add some aggressiveness. She said that she wanted it rough, so he was going to give her rough.
A hand that has just emerged in Annabeth's head suddenly pulls her hair quite forcefully. She whimpers and groans loudly. He laughs, then yanks her hair violently again, and she says, "Holy shit, keep doing that."
By the second, he can feel himself getting closer and closer. He feels weak in the knees as he can now easily slip in and out of her due to how aroused she is. The sounds out of her mouth sound surreal.
He chuckles to himself as he lifts his hand to smack her in the ass then looks down at her ass once again. When he did so, Annabeth shrieked loudly, her elbows fell, and her head and arms were now unmoving on the bed. He slapped her ass several more times till it was red and he sighed and grinned at her response.
She uttered breathlessly, "Percy," She cried, "Go faster, I'm so close."
At this time, Annabeth is too exhausted to continue contributing; her hips are no longer hitting his, and she has placed her head face down on the mattress, her moans muffled by the mattress. Percy exclaims, "Fuck, Annabeth," as he nears his orgasm. "I can't keep going for much longer."
Then, from behind her, Annabeth reaches out and seizes one of Percy's hands. He continues to slam into her until he feels Annabeth begin to orgasm, at which point Percy is unable to contain his own.
They both collapse onto the bed. Percy lays on his back next to Annabeth and tries to catch his breath. They both look over at each other with matching silly grins. Annabeth giggles and places her head on his chest. "Did we really just fuck?" She says in disbelief.
After grinning, Percy kisses her forehead. He sighs heavily, "I think we did," and tightly envelops her in his arms. "I had no idea sex could be so amazing."
In response, Annabeth chuckles and tilts her head up to look at him. "I have to pee." She exits his arms and gets to her feet. Before moving, she stretches her back and arms. On the other hand, Percy's gaze was fixed on her ass, which was literally in front of him.
She smirks when she notices him staring at her ass when she tilts her head to glance back at him. He softly blushes and smiles at her once he sees she is staring at him. Then Annabeth puts on Percy's shirt once more and puts her underwear on before she leaves his room for the bathroom.
Percy gets up and looks for his boxers and sweatpants on his floor while she is gone. Annabeth storms into his room with a scowl on her face a few seconds after he puts both pieces of clothing on.
"What's wrong?" When she began pointing at the numerous hickeys he left on her neck, he couldn't help but grin. He created those hickeys, and is very happy about it.
She mutters angrily, "Stop smiling," but Percy can see a faint smile on her face, so he knows she's not really that upset. She climbs up into his bed and snuggles close to him. "How am I supposed to hide them?" She adds, "I don't own makeup," she turns to face Percy in search of a response.
Percy is shocked. The girl who essentially knows everything, Annabeth Chase, is seeking him for advice on how to cover up her hickeys. Percy shrugs, "I honestly have no idea. Who cares if anyone sees them?"
Annabeth snorts at his appalling response. She says, "Your mom, Seaweed brain," and gives him a gentle slap across the chest. "What happens if she sees them? She will never leave us alone again."
He paused to think about it before cursing. Why didn't he consider that? There was no way Annabeth could avoid his mother for that long, she's still staying over another couple nights. "What do we do?"
She sighs heavily and shrugs. She decides, "Let's figure it out later." Percy nods in silence and starts to touch her waist in circular motions.
They remain silent for a while more until Percy chooses to speak. He asks, "Want to go on a date?"
Annabeth's face of confusion is directed towards him. "Seaweed brain, you already asked me that earlier."
Shaking his head while laughing, "I didn't mean that; I meant do you want to go on a date right now? It doesn't have to be nice; it could be in the kitchen, for all I care," he says as he lowers his gaze to study her face in an effort to gauge her mood.
Her face begins to mimic a little smile. "Yes," she replies, lowering her head to conceal her big grin before turning to face Percy once more. Her face appears red, showing that she was blushing, and Percy's smile grew even bigger as a result.
"Where would you like to go?" He asks her.
Before responding, she gives it some thought for a moment. She smiles and says, "Nowhere fancy," looking over at him. She chuckles, "Maybe we could go get some fast food or something." Even though it doesn't sound romantic, fast food is the ideal first date considering neither of the demigods feels comfortable in sophisticated places.
Before pulling himself out of bed, Percy grinned at her. "Then let's go."
Following his lead, Annabeth climbs out of the bed. She then gathers the remaining items of clothing off the ground and arranges them in a mound in her hands. She turns to face Percy. "Can we go to Mcdonalds?"
Percy automatically agrees to Mcdonalds. He finds it crazy that the two will go on their first date at a McDonald's. He loves McDonald's, so when Annabeth asked he was thrilled. On their first date, Percy Jackson takes his girl to McDonald's while other guys take their girlfriends to fancy restaurants.
Annabeth gives him a smile. "I'll quickly change and then I'll be ready." She then exits his room and enters the one she is currently occupying. Percy decides to put on a whole different outfit.
He exits his room after dressing and makes two knocks on Annabeth's door. "Come in," she said. Then Percy entered her room and closed the door behind him.
Annabeth is standing there when he turns around, wearing fresh underwear and a new bra. He looks over shamelessly and grins to himself. She is wearing a black bra with a little bit of lace on it and a lacey blue thong.
When Annabeth turns around, she notices Percy looking at her. His face becomes red, and he frantically massages the back of his neck. They just had sex, so it can't be that bad, but he's not sure they're close enough to watch each other change.
"Percy," Annabeth replies with a cheeky grin. She says, "You're blushing."
He continues to gawk at her for a few more seconds before averting his gaze. "Sorry I shouldn't be watching you change. I can leave." Annabeth grabs Percy's arm as he attempts to leave the room.
Percy turns to face Annabeth after looking down at the hand that is holding his arm. As she smiles at him, she begins to chuckle. "I don't care if you see me change, Seaweed Brain, you've already seen my entire body," she murmurs.
Percy is now shamelessly looking down at her body. He can't help but ogle her figure; she is so stunning. But also her face, not just her body. Percy chuckles to himself and thinks about how stunning she is. He has no idea how he pulled her.
Annabeth makes the decision to play the tease. She chooses to slowly pick up her shirt off the ground while sticking her ass out in front of Percy. He is aware that he is being seduced right now, and it is undoubtedly effective. He has never before seen an ass look so good in a thong.
Annabeth smirks as she turns to look behind her and notices that he has his eyes firmly fixed on her ass. She stalks around Percy and places her face in front of his so that his gaze is drawn back to hers. She says, "I'll be ready in three minutes," and grins.
He murmurs, "I'll just stand here and wait," as he watches her choose a shirt to wear from her bag.
Before looking back at Percy, who was staring right back at her, she hastily puts on an old shirt and a pair of sweatpants. "Are you ready"? As she puts on a pair of socks, she asks.
"I'm ready."