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Seal It with a Deal (part 3)

Pairing: Jasper

Rating: M (for adult content -SMUT- 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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Previously:

He passed the statistics classroom on the way, and paused for a second, staring at the door. He hoped Piper was doing okay. He didn't want to even imagine what she would feel if something went wrong.

He reached his car and drove home.

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Neither he nor Piper had much studying to do that night, since the next day the both of them had a practical exam the next day. So while he waited for Piper to reach home, he worked on his physics revision.

So while he impatiently waited for Piper to get home, he worked on some physics revision, trying to mull some of the nervousness down. He knew she was going to be heartbroken and absolutely miserable if she didn't do well. And Piper McLean moping was something he definitely could not handle.

As he continued to work, he became even more and more engrossed, so consequently when the doorbell rang he didn't hear it, and when Thalia's car drove down the street he didn't hear it, and when thundering footsteps up the stairs echoed around the walls of the house he didn't hear it.

Which was exactly why he jumped out of his skin when the room door burst open, disrupting the silence as his head jerked up in alarm. Piper stood in the doorway, her hair all over the place heavy breaths passing from her parted lips.

They stared at each other in silence for a moment, eyes wide. And then Piper stumbled forwards and collapsed onto him, grabbing his face in her hands and attacking his lips with a deep, rough kiss filled with desperation and longing.

She slammed their lips together with so much force it almost hurt, but Jason wouldn't be lying if he said he hadn't died right then and there. The feel of her lips moving with his, with the taste of her tongue coiling around his own... and then her hands were reaching down, pulling impatiently at the hem of his shirt.

Faster than he could have imagined, Jason had raised his arms and they had broken apart for a second as Piper hurriedly pulled it off. As their lips met again, Jason grabbed her behind firmly and stood up, his hands gripping her ass to support her weight against his. Their positioning left her pressed flush against him, and Jason gasped into her mouth as she rolled her hips, sending burning sparks up and down his body, leaving his veins on fire.

Walking towards the bed, he set her down gently, despite the furious pace they were moving at. She pulled him closer as he crawled over her. Wrapping an arm around her body, he encased her in his warm hold as he continued molding their lips together. Moaning into his mouth, she rubbed her palms over his chest, running over the hard panes of muscle and sharpened peaks. Then, restless, she flipped them over and straddled his stomach. She didn't for a second let their lips disconnect.

"Piper," he gasped huskily as she left his open mouth for a breath. Their lips were still dangerously close, and his lower lip brushed her full one with every word. "What... happened?"

She kissed him again, leaving the both of them even more breathless. Her chest brushed his bare one, and Jason could feel her hardened nipples through the bra and shirt she wore. He couldn't prevent the loud moan from escaping his swollen lips.

"Pipes," he rasped again, and he felt her lips suddenly break into a wide smile as she laughed against his lips. Her warm breath brushed over his skin, leaving him tingling.

"A Minus."

"W- what?"

"I got an A minus," she whispered as an expression of awe crossed her features. Jason gazed up at her, silent and eyes blown wide, while she stared back down at him.

And then he grabbed her by the back of her head and pulled her down again, weaving his fingers through her choppy hair, and twisting the ends around his fingers. Their lips slammed together, and Jason tried to make all of his emotions stream into the passionate, open mouthed kiss. Their lips moved fast, needy, desperate and wet against each other. He grabbed her by the waist and rolled them over again.

Pulling back with an quiet smack, Jason laughed against her lips. "I'm so proud of you."

Piper sighed as Jason attacked the side of her neck with a hot, sloppy kiss, his tongue eagerly wetting the skin. His hands reached down to pull her black tank top up and over her head, leaving her upper body in only a lacey black bra. Crawling down her body, Jason pressed his lips to the black tattoed chain lying across her rib cage, savoring the feeling of her skin against his lips. He mouthed at the swell of her breasts, loving the slight burn of her fingers tugging at his hair as she writhed below him, then moved up to catch her lips with his own again.

Once more, Piper grabbed him by the shoulders and rolled the both of them over, the hot, bare skin of their upper bodies rubbing against each other, leaving behind the delicious friction they had both been craving for so long. Straddling his hips, Piper rolled her hips slowly, watching him intently as his eyes fell shut and a gasp escaped his mouth. She chuckled, and moved again, letting the denim of her shorts rub against his hardened erection enticingly, causing a number of emotions to simultaneously surge through Jason, like electricity through a wire. He was crackling and burning, burning hopelessly for her.

They both gasped.

His hands were flitting up and down her thighs at either side of him, but she grabbed his palms in her own, squeezing once, then pinned them above his head. He raised an eyebrow at her questioningly.

"No moving," she warned. Her movements were constantly causing her hips to shift, and she teased her lower lips and she sat up straight. "You know I deserve this. You promised me."

When she lightly bucked down again, Jason's arms immediately shook, but her hands had shot out faster as if she had expected it. Jason didn't know whether he should be offended at her lack of faith in him or proud at her foresight.

"No touching, Jason," she chastised again, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Or what?" Jason asked, his voice slightly husky, but the challenging undertone still prominent.

"Or..." She trailed off, letting the fingers of her right hand lightly skim down his face, past his abdomen and to the sensitive patch of skin just above the waistband of his jeans. She traced random patterns, barely brushing against his skin. "Punishment."

Jason eyes widened as she smirked down at him. "Punishment? For defying my girlfriend?"

"Hmm, exactly that. Maybe... I don't think you'd like it if you won't be able to move, see or speak, hmm? Or maybe if I bend you over..." She let a hand slowly slide under him to grab his ass, squeezing first softly then harder.

Her comments made a shiver of anticipation strike Jason as his hips jumped. Her punishments... were usually nothing short of creative. And torturous.

She sat up again, and slowly, slowly, reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. Jason bright, wide eyes trailed her every move, his heart beat and their breathing the only sounds in the room. Keeping her gaze locked on his, she let the garment hang loose. Jason inched to use his hands to slip the straps off of her slender, smooth shoulders, revealing a bit of herself to him.

Leaning forward, she let the straps slide down her arms, anchoring her hands on his shoulders. The bra slid down until it reached her hands, and she grabbed it, carelessly tossing it to the other side of the room.

Leaning down to capture his lips in her own, Piper pressed their bare chests flush against each other, channelling moans out of the both of them. She lightly kissed the tip of his nose and then the corner of his mouth, moving lower until she was sucking the skin right below his ear, her hands in his hair and legs bent at either side of him. Jason groaned as he pressed his intertwined hands into the mattress above his head.

Sliding her tongue down to his collarbone, Piper gradually moved down his body, occasionally nipping at the skin with her teeth and making all sorts of thoughts run haywire through his head. He could feel the coolness of her tongue piercing against him, sizzling hot and crisp cold at the same time. He felt feverish and shivery simultaneously. White hot. Blazing cold.

She traced the hard panes of his stomach with her hands and tongue, watching as the muscles contracted at her touch. Teasing the strip of skin above the waistband with the tip of her tongue, Piper slowly slid the zipper of his jeans down, letting her finger catch and linger at the slight hardness she could feel. Jason moaned, his body on fire. The emotions rushing through him were heightened, the day's forcing himself to stay away from her finally rising, making him feel like he was on fire.

"Pipes," he groaned. "Quit it."

She giggled with her lips against his skin. Sliding one side of the waistbands of both his jeans and boxers down at a torturously sluggish pace, she hungrily eyed every new bit of his body revealed to her. Lightly touching the sharp edge of his hip bone, Piper leaned down to run her tongue across the smooth, flawless work of art. Jason grunted, wanting her to move her lips a little more to the left, just a little more- he wanted her warm lips wrapped around him-

"We should get you a tattoo here," she suddenly said, her voice thoughtful as she ran her fingers over his hipbone. "You have no idea," she continued quietly, leaning down to nip with her teeth, "how fucking hot it would look."

Jason breathing became heavier as she grasped both sides of his underwear and jeans, and tugged them down his legs at an excruciating languid pace, taking her own sweet time, possibly forgetting that Jason yearned so desperately for her touch that he could combust. The tips of her fingers brushed his bare butt as she dragged the last articles of clothing down and off his body. She dropped them as the foot of the bed. Moving back up, she trailed her hands up his legs until she was clawing at his thighs, sitting up to watch his face.

His eyes were heavy lidded, his lips parted as his bare chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. He stared down at her with those alluring blue eyes, silently willing her to continue. His hands had left there post from above his head but we're now twisting the sheets by his sides, and since he still wasn't touching her Piper decided to let it go. She was eager to see how long he could hold out, because she as sure as hell couldn't wait for long.

"Shit, Pipes," he gasped as her right hand ghosted a little closer to home. He releases a low groan. "Do something."

"Hmm?" She asked innocently, her voice slightly breathy. Her tongue slipped out to flick against her lips. "What do you think I should do, Jason?"

"Piper..." His hips abruptly jumped as she brushed a fingernail against him, loving his explosive reactions.

"What, Jason?" She whispered, leaning forward so she was speaking against his lips. "What do you want? Me to take you in my hand, take you in my mouth? What, Jason? You want me to suck you off- suck you dry, hmm?"

Jason moaned noisily into her mouth as she slipped her tongue into his parted lips. Their breaths mingled, and then she was clutching him, her palm wrapped around his cock. Expertly, she twisted and turned her hand, knowing exactly what she needed to do to get him loud and noisy, just as she wanted him.

Gasping her name into her mouth, Jason needing bucked her hips and she continued to pump her hand. Pausing, she placed her forearm on his lower stomach. "Stay down," she said warningly. "Or I'll stop."

Jason mumbled something unintelligible, not at all capable of speaking right now, and Piper chuckled as he groaned helplessly. The speed of her hand started to pick up, and the feel of her smooth skin around him was almost enough to push Jason over the cliff into the hungry waves waiting below. Almost.

She was pressing her lips to his chest as she suddenly stopped and slowly trailed a fingernail down his length. Jason grunted, and she pressed the flat of her tongue against his nipple as her other hand slipped down between them. Jason's world flashed as she began to massage the area under him which sent the ground shaking thunderously, both of her hands touching and squeezing, brushing a thumb over the tip and collecting the wetness and he was so close, so close he could almost taste the stars-

Then abruptly she stopped.

Jason lifted his head as soon as he was capable to stare at her indignantly. "What the hell was that for?"

Piper smirked for her position on his thighs. "Oh, I just didn't think this was a fair fight."

His brain was being immensely uncooperative especially after what Piper had just done, so it took a minute for Jason to comprehend what she had just said. But by the time he did, she was already standing over his legs, her bare feet on either side of his thighs. Jason stared up at her, and he couldn't prevent his jaw from falling open at the sight of her. Even after all these times he had seen her naked, or even close to naked, he knew he would never, ever get used to it.

But then again, he couldn't get used to her, period.

Her thumbs hooked around either side of her black jean shorts, and slowly, rolling her hips, she let them slide down her legs until the denim hit Jason's skin. Looking up again, Jason moaned loudly and let his head drop back.

"No," Piper said sharply. "Watch." Jason was still trying to keep his hands on his sides. "Jason, watch!" She repeated again, a little more forcefully and the force of her voice alone was enough to get her boyfriend to crack his eyelids open.

He could see that the front of her dark maroon panties was damp, and the sight of the glistening skin of her inner thighs was absolutely driving his control of the window. Widening her stance, Piper kept her eyes on his, letting the kaleidoscopic void drill into his blue irises. She then grabbed her underwear by the crotch, and slowly, slowly, pulled them down her long legs until they met her shorts. Stepping out of them, she kicked them off the bed. Then she stood straight, and Jason's eyes were running marathons up and down her body, catching and tripping on every curve, every edge, every swell. Her round, supple breasts stood out with nipples hard against the cool air, and as Jason's glance traveled down her flat abdomen, it caught on the area between her legs. She took a sharp intake of breath, and Jason instantly glanced back up, only to find her biting her lip as she stared at him staring at her.

He couldn't drag his eyes away from her as she unhurriedly lowered herself, her thighs widening in the process. Jason gasped when her slick core make contact with the skin of his lower stomach.

"Pipes," he choked out brokenly. "You- you're so... How?"

Jason could see the tenderness in her eyes and she leaned forward to cup his face in her hands, pressing her lips to the space between his wide eyes. "You," she whispered simply. "It's all you."

Jason sighed as she made her way back down his body again, her wetness and nipples brushing against his bare skin as her tongue left a wet trail in front of her. The sigh transformed into a full out moan when she ran her hand up and down his cock a few more times: the both of them released sounds as he got harder in her palm.

The first strong lick up his shaft sent Jason trembling. And then she was wrapping her lips around him, letting her wet tongue stroke the tip as she focused on stroking and squeezing below him with her other hand. Releasing him with a tiny pop, she ran her tongue up the underside of his cock, and then without any warning, she swallowed him whole.

Jason groaned noisily as the sounds she made replayed in his head, and his mind was short circuiting as his hands immediately travelled into her hair, burying themselves in the thick strands. He needed an anchor- something to hold onto to keep him from washing away. She didn't once slow down her pace, swirling her tongue around him in a way she had mastered by now. She knew exactly what to do to bring him to the edge as quickly as possible, leaving him on his toes as she sucked and nibbled and squeezed and licked him into ecstasy.

Releasing him, she left her hands pumping him and lowered her head so her lips were closing over the most sensitive spots below him. Her tongue ran over them, and Jason moaned, his emotions and feelings collapsing into over drive.

As his breathing became more laboured, he somehow managed to gently stroke the shaven part of her head to get her attention. "Pipes..." He rasped, but she didn't need to be told. Of course she already knew.

Her lips enveloped him again in their warmth, and she moaned, sending vibrations through him. And Jason came with a noisy moan and a shudder, releasing himself into her mouth.

The world steadied and things fell back into place after she had swallowed everything. Feeling her crawling back up over his body, Jason let his fingers brush against the tattooed feather on her left shoulder blade, as his other hand moved down from his hair to cup her cheek.

Jason stared at her when she came into his line of vision, her hair mussed. He swiped a bit of his ejaculate from the corner of her lips.

She smirked at him. "Fun?" She asked innocently, leaning down to nip at his jaw line.

Jason let out a strangled groan in response. She laughed.

And then, with a rush of determination and a surge of lust, he grabbed her by shoulders and rolled them over, making her cry out in surprise.

"What-?" She began, but broke off in a loud, keening moan as Jason lowered his mouth to her left breast, sucking harshly. His tongue lavished the hardened peak, swallowing it into his mouth as his other hand palmed her other breast, stroking the nipple with his fingertips. Tipping her hips, she blindly clutched at his hair and rubbed his shoulder blades, making her wetness slide against him again, eliciting moans from the both of them.

He felt her nimble finger weaving into his hair, tugging and pushing him lower. He obliged, slowly moving down her abdomen, peppering kisses all over the smooth skin. He dragged his tongue from one hipbone to the next. Moving lower, he lightly pressed his lips against the inside of her thigh, dangerously close to her leaking slit.

"Jason..." She groaned. "Fuck, stop teasing."

He slid his hands under her, cupping her firm behind and pulling her closer to his mouth. Delicately, he stroked the lips to where she desperately needed him most with the pads of his fingers, gently pushing her thighs open and spreading her out deliciously. Her throaty groan didn't do him any justice at all.

"Shit!" She cursed when Jason continued to gently rub her outer lips, not going any further. But Jason knew exactly what she wanted: he could see it; he could smell it. Gently, he pulled up the sensitive hood of skin, revealing the hypersensitive nub below. Her back arched off the bed when he gently flicked it. Retracting his fingers, he shifted slightly so her steaming core was right at his mouth. Her hips stuttered as she felt his warm breath against her.

The first firm lick up her centre had her clutching the sheets. The second one had her emitting a low moan. The third one had her crying out his name.

She bucked against his lips as he stroked the slippery rim of her entrance with his tongue, fisting her hands into his hair. And then he changed tactics, and holding her open with his thumb and forefinger, he grazed her clit with the tip of his tongue. She cried out. And then, without any warning, he sucked her into his mouth.

Her legs quivered, and Jason gently stroked her left open thigh with one hand while the other one sank one finger easily into her warmth. Adding another digit, he groaned against her clit at the feeling of her around his finger.

"Oh, fuck!" Piper moaned at the added stimulation. She was trembling all over, and Jason knew she was holding with two fingertips. He loved this feeling. The fact that he was doing this to her. The fact that he was the only one who ever got to see her this exposed, this vulnerable, this whole new person who wasn't the badass punk troublemaker, with tattoos and piercings and skateboard who strolled through the hallways of school in all black.

But to him, this wasn't a new person. This was the same beautiful girl to him, the same Piper McLean he had fallen in love with.

Call him a sap, but saying anything else would make him a straight out liar.

"Pipes, breathe," he said as he stroked the tops of her shaking thighs as she writhed beneath him. "Let go."

She moaned and rubbed his scalp with her fingers, silently telling him to finish. He delved back in, and within seconds, she cried out his name in a hoarse voice as her back arched off the mattress, pushing and grinding herself against his mouth. He gently stroked her thighs as her pussy thrummed beneath his lips, keeping his mouth on her as his eyes flicked up to watch her expression. Her lips parted, her eyes squeezed shut and her flushed skin as her head thrashed from side to side...

She collapsed back down onto the bed, her breathing heavy. Jason swiped at the wetness with his tongue, earning a shudder from her, and then moved back up her body. He soothingly rubbed her hipbone with his still moist fingers.

Grinning at her dazed expression, he leaned to place a chaste kiss on her lips, then at the tip of her nose.

"Are you trying to kill me?" She asked, her voice cracking, shifting slightly underneath him. "Or was that all just purely accidental?"

"Definitely not accidental," he said quietly, and watched as she bit her lip at the hoarseness of his voice. "It needs real skill to do something like that to Piper McLean."

"And what- you think you've got that so-called skill?" Her voice, despite her post I-just-got-eaten-out state, was dropping sarcasm. Typical Piper.

"Well, duh," he replied easily, smiling smugly.

"Ugh, I hate it when you get all snobbish in bed," she groaned.

Jason chose the exact moment to buck against her hips, and he glued his lips shut to prevent the sounds waiting to escape. Piper however, instantly arched her back and let loose a guttural cry, taken by surprise.

"You were saying?" He asked cheekily when she gazed up at him, breathing heavily.

"Fuck me."

"Uh- what?"

She grabbed him by the shoulders and rolled them over again, her hips grinding down hard and rough. She leaned forward so her breasts were pressed flush against his chest, and he could taste her breath on his tongue as she brushed her lips against his. Her hips were moving against him in a rhythm now, making Jason lower stomach coil with tension and want. He moaned against her lips.

She suddenly leaned to the side, leaving his body bare and cold. Keeping his eyes on the ceiling, he heard her opening the bedside drawer and shuffling though it, finally letting loose a triumphant sound as she came back up. He could hear the foil in her hand crinkling.

Leaning down, she pressed a sweet kiss this forehead and Jason smiled to himself. No one could ever possibly imagine Piper McLean this soft. The hard-core exterior she always wore made sure of that.

"What're you smirking at?" She asked lightly, eyebrows furrowed.

"Nothing," Jason whispered, arching his back to press their chests against one another. Piper pressed her parted lips to the side of his neck, sucking gently first then harsher. The rhythm of her hips became more pronounced- harder, faster. She trailed her tongue up his jawline until she reached his parted lips, pressing her mouth to his in a searing, heated kiss. Pulling away, she moved down his body so she was seated on his thighs again.

Gingerly, she touched his tip and breathed out a laugh when he twitched and moaned. Ripping open the foil package, she slid the rubber over him, sliding her palm up and down his length a couple of times.

She smirked at him, and Jason guessed he looked pathetically desperate right now. But he had his gorgeous totally naked girlfriend whom he hadn't even touched properly for a week sitting on his naked body, so sue him.

She pressed a kiss to his tightened lower stomach, trying to get him to loosen up. Breathing out, he relaxed under her touch, allowing himself to completely surrender to her control. After all, he had promised her.

Upon remembering her test result, a rush of affection surged through him; he was honestly so proud of her. Tenderly, he ran a hand through her hair as she tugged on his shoulders.

"Sit up," she murmured, and he did as he was told. Grabbing her hips for support, he adjusted himself until he was sitting comfortably as she did the same, her knees bent on either side of him. Her lips were at his ear.

Slowly, he reached between them and ran a finger down the length of her open lips, loving the sound of her whimper into his ear. His fingers came away wet.

Holding on to his shoulders, she sank down on him, causing the both of them to release loud, relieved moans. He kept his lips on her shoulders as she started off slow, moving up and down, slowly taking in a bit more of him every time until he was fully sheathed inside her.

She wasn't going fast enough. Groaning in frustration, Jason squeezed her hips, inching her to move faster but she held out on him. Pulling back, he looked him directly in the eye.

"Nu-uh, Sparky," she said, biting her lip. "I'm fucking you, remember?"

Jason grunted and laid his forehead against her warm shoulder as she slowly moved up and down on him. He knew he game she was playing. She wanted to see how long he would last; how long it would be before he buckled. He tried to control her movements again, but she simply paused instead.

"You moved your hands when I was sucking you. I told you there'd be punishment, didn't I?"

Jason's eyes widened; she had fooled him into thinking she had forgotten but was now pulling out all the stops. Dammit. But then again, this was Piper McLean.

Frustrated, Jason suffered as she moved much too excruciatingly slow on top of him. It was torture, up until a sudden flash of genius hit him. Smiling slightly against the heated skin of her shoulder, Jason let a hand reach down between them, lightly flicking at her clit. She let out a cry in surprise, her mouth at his ear disabling her from seeing what he was doing. He rubbed her again, slightly rougher, and smiled in victory as she began to move slightly faster on him. Her upper arms rested on his shoulders as her fingers wove into his hair.

"Fuck," she cursed as Jason sucked on the skin of her shoulder, and then lowered his head slightly to take a breast into his mouth. His hands moved around her until they cupped her backside, helping her move faster and faster on top of him as he squeezed and felt. Then she was pushing on his shoulders, urging him to lie down, and the change in stimulation inside of her caused her to groan and move even faster. Jason stared up at her in awe, her lips parted, her eyes closed, skin flushed.

He could feel the ropes tightening, pulling him towards the edge. His breaths became laboured as both of their voices increased in volume. He felt her thighs beginning to burn around him, her hands on his chest, her nails digging into his skin. He felt his skin begin to dampen with sweat.

Her legs clutched tighter around him, as her movements became more erratic, all rhythm forgotten. Jason helped her shift up and down, occasionally jabbing upwards unexpectedly just to hear her contorted moan.

And then her hips stuttered, her thighs clutching around him tightly. "Jason!" She cried sharply, her head thrown back as she shook and trembled and spasmed around him. Tenderly, Jason stroked her thighs as she milked her release for all it was worth, struggling to hold back on himself- wanting to catch every moment. As soon as she came down from her high and collapsed on top of him, Jason reached his own, her folds spasming around him having pushed him off of the cliff. He moaned as splashes of white shot into his vision, and through the veil he felt her hands on his shoulders, her gaze on him as he broke and shattered for her.

His surroundings became more pronounced as he gradually descended, and he felt her fingers stroking his skin as her head nuzzled into the side of his neck. Their heavy breathing was loud in the the sudden, peaceful silence of the room.

Turning his head, he pressed his lips to her forehead, reaching up a hand to wipe some of the strands away. When she shifted slightly, he realized he hadn't bothered to pull out so was still burrowed deep inside of her.

Slowly, when some of the post- sex fatigue had worn off, Piper lifted herself off of him and collapsed next to him, rolling on to her back. Grabbing some tissues from the side table, Jason carefully removed the used condom, and it made its way to the bottom of the waste can by the bed haphazardly wrapped in tissues.

Reaching down, he pulled up the coverings so the both of them were covered. Then he turned on his side to face her.

She was grinning at him on her side, her palm pressed underneath her cheek. "So I guess the no sex for a week paid off, then?"

"Hell, no."

She chuckled then shuffled closer to him. "Good, because I am never agreeing to that ever again."

"I'm never proposing that ever again," Jason assured her, running his hand up and down her side. "I'll find other ways to get you to study."

Rolling her eyes, she said: "I don't doubt you, Sparky." Then her eyes brightened. "Oh, guess where we're going tomorrow?"

Jason's eyes widened in alarm. "Where?" He asked cautiously.

Burying herself into him, she wrapped an arm tightly around his middle, and Jason didn't know whether to be worried or whether he should treasure this sudden display of affection. He was the cuddler out of the two of them. Most of the time he was the one 'suffocating' her..

"We," she began against his bare chest. "Are going to my favourite bar."

Jason groaned but didn't protest. He knew she had earned it, and he wasn't going to take that away from her.

"And then you're taking me to that cafe down the corner-"

"Mhmm."

"-and remember that little spot we found down by the lake in those woods? Well, I wanna go there-"

"Of course. Of course. How could we possible forget that?"

"-and of course I'm gonna take you on Percy's motorcycle-"

"Piper."

"-because honestly it would be a crime against humanity if we didn't and then-"

"Pipes."

-we're going down to that tattoo place and getting you one because you know I deserve it-"

"PIPER!"

She stopped. "What?" She asked, confusion lacing her tone.

"I love you; please stop."

"But I deserve it!"

"That doesn't mean that if you wanted me to jump off a bridge I would."

"What happened to the whole 'I'll destroy the world to make you happy' thing?"

"It's been restated."

"Ugh, you're so annoying." She sounded like a child whining, and Jason found it unbearably endearing. Well, he found everything she did unbearably endearing.

Tenderly, he rubbed her cheekbone with his fingers, smiling at her. "And you are so beautiful."

"Oh, shut up."

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I feel like screaming AND ITS A WRAP, FOLKS! But this was literally just a 3 part thing so I don't think I deserve it. :)))

Sorry for any mistakes or typos that I missed.

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