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Seal It With a Deal

Pairing: Jasper (with minor Percabeth)

Rating: High T (for some adult content and language)

Summary: Piper seriously needs to start getting higher grades in statistics for that scholarship, and Jason has exactly the right clever tactic in mind to get her to study.

Or so he thought.

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"Piper, just one more question, that's all I want-"

"But I'm bored."

Jason sighed disappointedly then sat back in the hard, plastic chair, rubbing the heels of his hands over his eyes tiredly. "Pipes, we need to start getting this grade up if you want to get that scholarship."

"I honestly don't understand why I need to do well in goddamn statistics to get into an art school."

"Trust me, I don't either. But the truth is that you do, so now you have to work for it.

"Jason, you literally made me slave away for hours the other day-"

"I think you're forgetting that that pretty much ended with you managing to sweet talk me into pushing the papers off the bed and spending the rest of those hours involved in nothing but sex."

"Well, if you want to date me, you gotta live with the whole package." She smirked at Jason causing made shivers run though his body, despite his struggle to prevent them. "Plus, I can't exactly recall you telling me to stop at any point."

Forcing himself to take a deep breath and let the frustration slide off him, Jason pulled the papers in front of Piper, positioned them in the middle of the two of them and grabbed a pencil. Their weekly study sessions (basically consisting of Piper constantly whining and Jason trying to coax her into at least holding a pen) had been, safe to say, pretty much a failure so far. She was intelligent, Jason knew, but she just couldn't be bothered to try. If she had failed statistics once, she was adamant that she was probably going fail it again.

"Here." He grabbed her hand and harshly thrust the pencil into it. "Look at this question," he began firmly, picking up a pencil of his own and circled the question on the sheet. "It's simple, Piper, all it's basically asking you to do is to convert the numbers then represent them on a graph. So for example, if you take this..." He trailed off, because if Piper had given him a chance to speak for this long, something was definitely not the way it was supposed to be. Glancing up, he wasn't exactly surprised to see Piper staring directly at his face, biting her lip.

Rolling his eyes, Jason groaned in frustration, trying desperately to stop the blush from crawling into his cheeks. "Piper, I swear to God, you have to finish this one sheet."

"But why?" Piper asked, letting her tongue flick out to slide against her lips. The sight of the stud in the middle did infuriating (yet completely awesome) things to Jason's self-control, but he wasn't letting her get her way that easily. "We could be doing so many other things right now..."

"In a library, Piper?" He asked sceptically, raising an eyebrow, but the girl in front of him simply scoffed.

"You underestimate me, Sparky. You probably forgot that dating me has its privileges."

"Yeah, like constantly wanting to crawl into a hole and die."

"Touché," Piper nodded with eyebrows raised, feigning being impressed. "I think I'm starting to rub off on you."

"God, no."

She threw her head back and laughed loudly, the snake travelling up her neck rippling at the movement, and honestly, the sight made Jason's heart squeeze up in happiness. As in, he could literally feel it. It had been a couple of months by now, and he still couldn't get enough of that laugh. It suited her so well, despite her dark, gloomy and covered-with-piercings-and-tattoos badass aesthetic.

But then he glanced back at the paper on the desk in front of them, and he immediately saw Piper sober up in his peripheral vision. It was comical the way the light bulb hit him.

"Fine," he said suddenly. Firmly. "I'll make you a deal."

Piper's face fell even further as she scowled unhappily, because this compromise proposed by Jason would definitely not be her idea of a suitable deal. She opened her mouth to protest-

"Wait, Pipes, just hear me out for a sec, okay?" Jason quickly interrupted before his girlfriend could apply another one of her sneaky techniques to slither out of the situation altogether. He wouldn't put it past her. Rule number one in his book: Never. Underestimate. Piper McLean. And he had learned that the hard way.

"You get yourself at least a B on the test next week," he stated carefully, "and I swear you can do anything you want with me. But until then..."

Aghast, Piper quickly caught on and stared at him with a look of disbelief tracing her features. "What?"

"Yep. Absolutely nothing until you get me a B. No kissing, no intimate contact, no sex." He smirked at her triumphantly. "And trust me, if you don't get me a good grade, you'll just get an even worse punishment. For one, you won't get that scholarship."

She stared at him with mixture of emotions outlining her face. Slight surprise at Jason's sudden domination- usually she would be the controlling one. It was in her nature. Plus it was rare that Jason could deny her or deprive her of anything.

And then there was the shock and astonishment. A whole week? No kissing? Sex? Not even any contact?

Scoffing, Piper hurriedly recovered and sent her own signature smirk back at him. "Oh, I believe you've forgotten something there, Sparky," she said, smiling alluringly at him. "Not only will I be deprived of what I want, so will you. How do you think you can stay a week without anything?"

Instead of being caught off guard like she probably expected, Jason replied smoothly, tapping the pencil in his hand against the desk. "Something seems to have slipped your mind there as well, Pipes. And it's the fact that my self-control is a lot more tolerable than yours."

Moving closer, she narrowed her iridescent eyes at him. The dark eyeliner surrounding them made the kaleidoscopic colours pop. "Not when it comes to me."

"I don't think you'll have much time to seduce me on your hands if you're practising for an upcoming test. Actually, I hope you don't."

"What if you do fail? What if you can't hold up your end of the deal?"

"Then you get the same reward you would get if you passed with a B."

"And if say you do happen to keep it up and I don't pass with a B?"

"Then we'll just have to make that one week off-limits into a little longer as a punishment."

"That's not fair!" She cried disbelievingly.

"Sure it is. If I fail and kiss you or do anything like that, you have me completely under your control. But if I don't fail and you get a B, same thing happens. Simple as that."

"Nope, not simple as that," she spat angrily, scowling. "I can't get a B."

"Yep, you can. You just gotta put your head down for once and actually try." He grinned at her as she glared at him. "C'mon, Pipes," he probed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I'll help you."

Peering up at him through a curtain of brown hair, she teased her bottom lip with her teeth hesitantly. Lifting her hand, she ran her slim fingers rough the choppy strands cascading down her shoulder, twisting the electric blue tipped ends. Her other hand reached up to lightly rub the shaven part of her scalp.

She looked up at him. "Wait, so… if I do get a B, I can do anything I want with you?"

Jason nodded. "Only for a while though. I won't object to anything."

"You'll even come to that club with me again?" She asked hopefully.

Sighing, Jason nodded his head. "Fine."

"Promise?"

"Promise. But only if you study for this."

Her lips pulled into a devious smirk as the shrill sound of the bell ringing pierced their ears, signalling the end of lunch. "Oh, don't worry. I'll study my fucking guts out."

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Okay, so don't get him wrong, Jason knew it wasn't going to be as easy as it seemed. You can't just expect Piper McLean to quietly go along with it and not throw any blotches onto the clear sheet. That's like asking Annabeth to stroll to a library and not touch any of the books. It's totally impractical and unrealistic, and if say you did believe it, calling you a dumbass idiot would be the understatement of the century.

So naturally, the first thing Jason did when he got home from football practise was call his trusty best friend (after haphazardly greeting his sister and collapsing face first onto the bed), to inform her of his latest astounding achievement.

"Wait, wait, hold up," Annabeth said, her tone incredulous. "She actually agreed?"

"Well, I did promise her that I would go to that club with her so she couldn't exactly turn me down."

"Plus the idea of having you completely at her mercy would have been pretty appealing too, especially for Piper McLean."

"Yeah, that too. But she definitely won't make it easy- she's already tried to lure me into kissing her twice to get me to lose my end of the bargain."

"Damn," the blonde breathed down the line. "I wish that would work on Percy," she said wistfully. "It would make life so much easier."

"Maybe it will work on him," Jason said, fluffing the pillow below his head.

"Nah. He just doesn't have the self-control to last a whole week with me off limits. Besides," Annabeth laughed, "he's probably happier with me in control all the time."

Jason smiled. "Better off, too."

"Who wouldn't be?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure dominant you in bed would be something we could all use in our lives," he said dryly.

"You know, Jason, I'm really starting to fear for our friendship."

"High five. I feel like those punk delinquents have a really bad influence on us."

"Tell me about it," Annabeth agreed fondly, the smile obvious. "Well, I need to finish up an English essay, so I'll talk to you later?"

"Sure."

"Okay, love you."

"Love you too." Then the line went silent, and Jason sighed as he turned onto his back, feeling his head and form sink into the soft cushions and mattress as they enveloped him.

He was definitely relieved that his stubborn girlfriend had even agreed in the first place, but he took care to mentally and physically prepare himself for the days of irritation and manipulation which were surely approaching. Piper would try to make this as hard as possible for him.

It was the beginning of a long week.

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Jason had never wished harder in his life that he wasn't always right. When he caught sight of what was heading towards him, he couldn't prevent a sharp intake of breath as he squeezed his eyes shut and inwardly cringed.

When he looked up again, Annabeth was staring at him sympathetically. Because riding straight towards them, next to Percy with her knees slightly bent and loose hair flying behind her was Piper McLean, one of the school's most badass troublemakers. And the clothes she was wearing were most definitely not helping Jason's situation at all.

The black crop top rippled in the wind, resulting in a bit more smooth skin being revealed, and the sight made Jason's stomach flip as memories flooded his brain. Her black shorts reached a little way under her butt, leaving her model-like legs in plain sight, presenting a tantalising yet torturous view, and the tattooed, detailed rope coiling around her calf shone in the sunlight.

Of course, his totally uncooperative body decided to react by having his heart perform abrupt jumping jacks. And having Goosebumps erupt over his skin. And having the blood rise to the surface of his face. Why. Why?

The blessed ability to speak and present some form of intellectual property had been ungraciously ripped from him, as proven when she slid to a stop right next to him. Throwing him a smirk, she stepped on the base of her black and red board, causing it to jump up into her hands.

He half expected her to lean in and snag a chaste kiss ending the deal (it would definitely work), but instead she simply pivoted on one foot so her back was to him and it took Jason a moment to realise why she chose this route instead. If it was possible, even more heat rose up in his face, and he took the time to be thankful that the bell was about to ring and most students were already inside instead of standing at the front gates of the school. He honestly did not have the mental let alone physical strength to fight against any guy who decided to eye Piper up at the moment. Nope.

Jason watched as she waved goodbye to Percy and Annabeth who both shared the class on the other side of the building and shouldered her backpack so it was a little more comfortable. He caught a glimpse of her mischievous grin as she spun back around and literally strutted past Jason, taking care to lightly brush her bare arm against his. The action could have been passed as an accident, but Jason was well aware that in Piper's books it unequivocally wasn't even close to an innocent mistake.

Sighing heavily, Jason turned and followed her through the large double doors and into the school hallway. Luckily enough, he didn't have to see her again until lunch, where they would be spending a quick study session together in the library. He had briefly considered calling her over to his house, but changed his mind when he realized that the situation would most likely end with them both in bed and in a very compromising position. Undoubtedly not studying. And as a result, he had decided that it would be best to let Piper study alone as much as she possibly could since now she had some points for motivation, and he knew that if his tattooed girlfriend wanted something she wouldn't allow anything else to get in her way- even statistics.

So it was during lunch that Jason sat in the library, patiently waiting for Piper to arrive.

"So," her voice suddenly broke through the silence of the almost abandoned room, and she noisily pulled out a chair next to him and collapsed on top of it, letting her bag drop down behind her. "Hey."

"Hey," Jason managed to choke out through his suddenly constricted mouth, because honestly, he'd be damned if she wasn't the most gorgeous thing alive. Spread out on the chair, her high waisted shorts left a magnetizing sight, and with her bare arms, numerous tattoos and piercings, she looked drop dead beautiful. And hot. And any other synonyms Jason definitely did not possess the mental capacity to think of at the moment.

This would be more difficult than he thought.

"What's wrong, Sparky?" she asked innocently, her eyebrows knitting together in what was sure to be fake concern. "You okay?"

The strangled sound which next escaped his mouth caused his cheeks to burn red, and it was obvious Piper noticed since she bit her lip to hold back another roguish smirk.

"Um," he said, clearing his throat and forcing himself to literally pull his gaze away up to her face. How she even got away with clothing like this in school for beyond him. "Nothing." Because no matter how hard she tried, there was no way he was going to give in to her duplicitous schemes to make him lose. "So let's get straight to work, yeah?"

Not bothering to let her reply, he scooped her bag up off the ground and began to dig through it for her folder. Surprised to see that she had all her equipment and sheets already ("I forgot it at home, oops!" was definitely not rare), he got pencils and his calculator out, setting everything on the table.

"Okay, so this question…" he began, pulling the sheet towards him and circling the question with his pencil as he started to explain. Math wasn't necessarily his favourite subject, but it was easy enough. Funnily enough, even though she inched a bit closer to him, Piper listened well enough, asking questions and answering at the right times. She managed to work through a whole sheet independently, only asking for Jason's help when she was really struggling.

Granted, she got more than half of the questions wrong, but it was a start. Jason was grateful that she had even payed attention. Plus she hadn't even tried to do anything… devilish even once. At least not during the time Jason spent tutoring her.

Jason was feeling pretty proud of himself. However, as he was collecting the papers strewn around the table, his breath caught in his throat. Because when he turned, Piper was bent down to scoop up her bag from the ground, and the low neckline of her top gave quite a… revealing view.

Catching sight of the swell of her breasts caused torturous yet captivating images and memories to invade his mind, and he bit his lip unconsciously.

His hand kneading her flesh, feeling her skin; rough against the smoothness. Flitting his palms up and down her legs as they encased his waist, straddling him, moving just the right way to get him moan noisily, needily as her lips roughly attacked his. As he flinched against the cold metal of the stud embedded into her tongue.

He almost groaned just by looking at her.

Apparently Piper noticed it too. Throwing him her signature troublemaker smirk, she ran her fingers through her hair, stood up and walked out of the library, leaving Jason staring blankly at the spot she had preoccupied.

The next couple of days continued in a similar fashion- Piper working, listening and paying attention but nevertheless giving a shot at unravelling him piece by piece afterwards. Jason felt like a ball of yarn- losing a bit of his control every time, every roll. And it sucked, to put it simply.

He yearned to touch her; to drag her up the stairs and throw her on the bed and literally ravish her; to feel her sweat coated skin slide against his; to hear her moan and pant his name as he slowly worked her undone.

At times he seriously regretted even proposing the idea in the first place. A week? How was he supposed to survive a week with nothing- even a kiss? He could only imagine how Piper must be dealing with it. But at least it got her to study for statistics, and Jason was certain that she would pass with good grades. Well, he hoped she would, because honestly finally getting to touch her would be a taste of heaven. Plus she desperately wanted a scholarship for a proper art school, the only academic subject she was even remotely interested in and- surprisingly- quite skilled at as well. Being a school for general artistic talent, it naturally also consisted of dance and music in its syllabus, which Piper was happy with. Really happy.

"Hey, can you drive me home today?" She suddenly asked one day during their library session, glancing up from the sheet.

He looked up at her from his chemistry homework in surprise. "Sure, why?"

"Leo took my Ferrari to 'modify it'," she said, making quotation marks with her fingers. Rolling her eyes, she continued, "so I'm left car-less for a day."

"Yeah, okay, I'll drop you off."

"Thanks," she said, smiling at him gratefully. Jason wanted nothing more than to kiss her at the moment.

Agreeing instantly had been an automatic reaction (honestly, when was he able to deny her anything?), but when Jason was strolling down the busy hallway towards Calculus, he suddenly realized that Piper McLean would never be so genuine.

And that made him wonder exactly what he had gotten himself into.

To be continued….

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THIS LITTLE SHIT WAS SO ANNOYING TO WRITE BUT SO MUCH FUN. :D I hope you guys enjoyed it too!

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