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"Oh dear god" Annabeth huffs and throws her cellphone to the foot of the bed.
She covers her face with her hands and presses her legs together trying to relieve the burning sensation between them. She needs to admit its stupid, he wasn't meaning that way but her brain is turning everything he says around.
And seriously how can he make her this horny this fast while he's freaking sitting in a lecture supposedly paying attention!
She's sure he's there with that stupid sexy face he makes when he concentrates, probably in the dark about what he's doing to her with every text.
It's unfair that she's practically dripping down her legs wetting her underwear because of a stupid text. He's not even trying!
Oh...Annabeth doesn't know what to expect of her body if he ever tried.
"I swear this guy is trying to kill me and he doesn't even realize it!" she grumbles
Her roommate, Piper, is sitting in a towel at her desk. She turns around to look at her and when she sees her pained expression she snorts out a laugh. Annabeth covers her face with her hands
"Oh god. What did your boyfriend say now?"
Annabeth watches her through her fingers as she stands up and grabs her phone, inserts her 4 digit password and starts scrawling throw their conversation.
"No dick pic?" Piper wonders out loud as she sets the phone down.
"Haha. Pipes. Can you please not?"
"Oh, my god Annabeth!" Piper laughs while Annabeth is hugging her knees tight "it's a pity there's no dick pic."
"Shut up"
"Whatever. What is he describing? Also, why is he writing like that? It looks like he's copying out of a fifty shades of grey book"
"He's not. Its...Creative writing?" she replies with a heavy sigh
"Well, he did got a little creative. His sexting game is good"
"It's not sexting! he...needed help with that, his professor said he sucks at descriptions and writing in general and he failed two essays, you know how he can't fail." She shrugs.
Seriously she's just helping Percy but it's becoming harder everytime if he's gonna play with her efforts. It's the second text today...she doesn't know how many like that this week.
Piper raises an eyebrow at her "I encouraged he wrote things to me. Like...describing himself eating a freaking cookie"
"Oh, he's talking about a cookie? I thought it was your pussy...'my whole mouth in absolute want, slowly watering in anticipation, desperately craving–' he's good, this is quality porn. I mean, if E.L James could do it with her awful writing anyone can spit some hot lines"
"Cookie. He's eating a cookie!"
"If that cookie can give you an orgasm" she says shrugging "put his cookie to good use...or his mouth"
Annabeth rolls her eyes but yes, she can list a few ideas of where he could put his mouth to good use.
"Piper!" Annabeth breathes, feeling the warmth rise up her stomach to her neck. Its barely Piper's doing because her mind is the one that doesn't shut up "you're not helping!"
Her friend eyes her with her arms crossed, a little smirk appearing on her face. Annabeth knows she's holding back a laugh "Should I leave?"
"Can you?" She asks biting down on her lips.
Sometimes (most of the time) living in a dorm is hard. She wants to move to an apartment where she can lock herself in her own room and get herself off (or have sex with her boyfriend) every two minutes if she wants.
"Thank god I was about to." She goes to a full length mirror and applies mascara perfectly while Annabeth sits there avoiding the hot sensation begging for attention in her centre, or at least trying to "you know, this is the most I've seen –or more like known you masturbate for a guy. This must be serious"
Annabeth rolls her eyes but Pipes can't see her "you know it is. He's my boyfriend"
She laughs "I'm just kidding, babe. I know you love Percy"
"I don't–"
"What?" Her friend asks and looks at her sternly, waiting for her to refute it. Their eyes meet in the glass.
"Okay" she says finally gives in, because can she really say the opposite?
Piper shakes her head "Your problem is you get horny too easily"
"I don't!" Annabeth protests "it's his fault, no when he takes me out on a date and makes out with me like...like that. Besides, the last time I had sex was like four month ago I kind of need it"
"Did he even got to second base with you?"
"He touches me!" She says it in a way like she's almost defending him. Piper looks at her disbelieving it "He's not as naive as you think"
Pipes puts her palms up "okay yeah, but like full on boobs feeling you up with his whole hand or rubbing between your legs"
"Can you not be so...precise?" She begs. "I don't care if that's what Jason does. Let me remind you he's like my brother and it's disturbing. I haven't recovered from that time you told me his...size"
"You almost asked"
"I did not ask the length of–" She shakes her head trying to clear it.
Her friend laughs "Who said anything about Jason anyway?" Annabeth shrugs "well, did he touch you like that or not?"
"Well, not so much as just touch...slightly, I guess"
"Are we sure this guy has already popped his cherry"
"This guy is my boyfriend. And boys cant have their cherry's popped" Annabeth says matter of factly
"Dude, you know what I mean. Is he a virgin?"
She rolls her eyes "Nah"
"Yeah, but like, do you know?"
"God, he said he had girlfriends! And that he doesn't like one night stands. He dates"
"And?"
"And I guessed that he had already done it, what else? He's 20 for god's sake"
"What does age have to do?"
"Goddammit. I don't know, just saying."
"Okay then, do you even encourage the guy? Aren't you killing for some sex?"
Piper shakes her head and drops the towel getting in her underwear.
"Of course I do Piper. I think...he thinks it's too soon"
"I'm telling you, this guy thinks you don't wanna sex"
"It's been almost a month a half and we're twenty!" She says again frustrated. "Well...actually it's been
–We started dating in middle December, remember?" Piper nods "but then there was January that we were on winter break, I don't know phone dating...it was all via text message and facetime and then now we're in almost mid february, actual real dating with dates"
"Thanks for clearing that up" Piper claps "almost V day"
"Vagina day?" Annabeth scoffs
Piper starts laughing and throws her a hairbrush that hits Annabeth on the thigh; she pushes it away with her feet. "Valentines, you idiot!"
"Oh, right. Valentine's day" she rolls her eyes. Of course she knew "The most useless day of the year" she tries to sing it along the Christmas song
"Shut up. I love Valentine's day."
"That's because you walk around giving away hearts and rainbows. Typical Piper"
"Yes! Must be the bisexual in me. I just want to hug everyone" she grins
"I really doubt that has something to do with being bi. I know some bis that hate Valentine's Day, so it's just you here"
"Not the point! Anyway, you have a boyfriend now, V day means something completely different when you're in love."
"Not for me, I don't think it's going to stop being useless"
"Maybe you two can have sex on V day" Pipes suggests and Annabeth groans
"I don't want to have sex on V day, it's ridiculous. I want it now!" Piper laughs "stop saying V day!"
"Then have sex tonight"
"Yeah, thanks very much mastermind"
"So we discard the idea that he still has the v card?"
Annabeth rolls her eyes, Piper sometimes goes out of her way to annoy her. And she loves her for that
"Checked"
Does Percy really think she's carved out of stone? She's so turn on all the time!
"Have you ever told him he turns you on?" Piper asks while going through her closet
"He should know!" She protests again. Because seriously, does he need to hear the words directly? Or wear a sign around her neck? She thinks It's freaking obvious especially when he decides to nibble on her neck and her knees go weak "maybe...he just doesn't want me like that?"
"Clearly he doesn't know Annbeth and he is a boy and you're a girl"
"Thanks for clearing that up"
"I meant, he's a guy and you're hot. Like, really hot" Pipes eyes her up and down and Annabeth feels herself blushing like everytime she says it.
"Okay, thank you. Moving on..."
"And he looks at you like you hung the freaking moon, of course he's turned on. Boys get turned on...basically just by breathing air and Percy is lovesick for you"
"I know. I mean, I know guys get turned on quickly...not the other part"
"Yeah, you know." Piper winks "both parts are true. You can't say you don't realize how much he loves you"
Annabeth ignores her. Does he really love her? She's sure she is in love. She's in it deep. And its weird because she never thought she would fall in love so fast.
She has never loved someone romantically because…well, because she hadn't allowed herself to. Back in high school she had a boyfriend because of the social pressure or whatever; she was the star track runner and he was the basket ball captain and they were popular and beautiful, people liked them together. If she ever said I love you was because she was faking the whole time but she didn't recall saying it.
After she got her leg injury and quit running her boyfriend dumped her for a cuter and younger cheerleader and Annabeth had stepped down the social ladder way too fast only to become part of the nerd club even when people still feared her and moved aside to let her walk the halls.
Being on top had given her a confidence around guys who still stammered when she talked to them and she had made sure she fucked someone at least once a month. She didn't even care she had a reputation. Fast forward to college she started doing the same in freshman year, it wasn't hard to find boys in college, there are tons that are willing and she kept a special phonebook of those she liked. It was simple like that, if she liked their way she kept them, if not she never have to see them again. Unlike highschool, the college is big, and nobody knows her.
That is...until Percy showed up to completely screw with her head and from day one her only thoughts or fantasies came to be with him. Even those very first months of them sitting in opposite tables from each other she remembers thinking how cute he was and what would happen if she ever made move. That is until he started talking to her and interrupted her studying, after he opened his mouth she stopped wanting to make a move just for the sex. Not that she thought he wasn't cute anymore, in fact she became increasingly attracted to him the more she got to know him but a stupid part of her brain told her she wanted to have sex with his mind too. If that made any sense at all.
"Okay...so should I just say something?" She asks Piper.
"Just text him something sexy back and enjoy the Friday night. I'm an extremely good friend; I'll let you have the room"
Annabeth scoffs "wow Pipes you're such a great friend! For all those times you made me sleep outside I think it's only fair. I'm sure Jason is magically roommateless tonight"
Piper finishes getting dress and kisses her cheek soundly
"Put some sexy underwear...can I suggest the black and lacy? Totally classy. And his favorite dress, last time he picked you up here he couldn't stop ogling."
"Mhmm"
"He was totally dying to take you out of that one"
"Anything else oh-great-sex-guru Piper?" She asks amused that her friend is listing stuff to her less than virgin self.
At this point she's sure she knows what's up, what to expect and how to charm a guy. Even her own boyfriend who she's head over heels for.
"Mm, yeah. Ride him till sunrise babe; I know you can do it"
"Oh, my god" Annabeth laughs "thank you for the advice"
"I know, I'm a great friend"
"You sure are" she mutters and shoos her with an impatient hand.
"Have fun!" She calls before opening the door. "And you better tell me everything tomorrow" she claps excitedly "ah finally! You'll stop being grumpy because you're getting the d"
Piper laughs at Annabeth's face and the pillow she throws hits the closed door
She's quick taking her yoga pants off and grabs her phone again with a hand already sliding between her legs.
Percy is getting good. So good it could be thought through.
She debates for a while if she should write something. She writes a few versions of I'm turned on but she's not sure Percy is going to get it.
She even considers a line as stupid as: I want to have that cookie in my jar. Then she ends with a simple 'That turned me on'
That she sends before regretting it. If he doesn't reply it's because he's paying attention and it's a minute or two of quick breathing while rubbing between her legs with her eyes close before she hears a ping.
Percy: oh, really?
Annabeth: a lot.
Percy: ;)
She can't help but grin at the stupid emoji
Annabeth: I almost didn't think you were talking about a cookie.
Percy: im sorry?
Annabeth laughs out loud. Her boyfriend is an absolute dork. And he sure makes her horny.
Annabeth: come nmake itr betterrrr?
She types with one hand at the same time that her strokes pick up pace just thinking about him ditching class for this.
Percy: class runs long :(
Percy: we're still on for our date tonight ?
Annabeth: iof courtse
Percy: you running?
Annabeth: no
Annabeth: ;)
She sends the emoji and drops her phone to the mattress, sighting and closing her eyes.
His gorgeous face appears behind her eyelids. Same image she's been visualizing all week, that one from Saturday on his meet with another uni.
After he won a medal, first over all, she had gone down the bleachers. A sick loving smile greeted her as she leant down the rail and kissed him congratulations. (How much she love that all the cheerleaders were watching. Yeah, all this cuteness? It's mine!)
He flushed when he saw her eyes kept traveling down and he had waved goodbye to go change not before looking over his shoulder.
God. That man. Ridiculous hair dripping, hard chest glistening, full lips too warm from the pool and shit...that speedo.
She moans a little through gritted teeth. Her fingers working on its own accord imagining they are his, alternatively sliding in and out and rubbing her clit hard.
She arches against her rushing fingers. Her eyes shut tight when the very needed momentary flood of relief finally comes.
Piper was right. This might be Percy's favourite dress she wore yet and its nothing special other than being a dark blue dress that hangs at her waist and gets to her mid thigh but he hasn't stop looking at her all night.
Okay, maybe she bought this dress because her boobs look amazing in it. And apparently he agrees.
He has been looking at her like that all night and she doesn't care that the waitress had to call them for attention three times before any of them registered her.
It was all because her stilettos bumped against his feet under the table and then she stayed there rubbing her calves against his.
And she grins every time she decides to go higher up his leg because he jumps, eyes darkening, jaw clenching.
And yes is what she's thinking.
She wants to tell him yes
Yes to everything you're thinking right now Percy.
Yes. Please
His eyes make her stomach churn all through dinner while she sips at her daiquiri slowly not wanting to get tipsy tonight, she needs to be herself.
She's never wanted to be herself so much with anyone else.
They laugh and talk through the meal but there's always this special leg rubbing under the table that makes them quiet for a bit.
They are sharing desert before she knows it. He lets her choose it and it's a chocolate volcano with caramel inside that is in fact delicious.
He lets her have most of it and then they are paying the bill. Or more like he is, as he doesn't even let her see how much is it–let along put a penny to their meal. He even uses card to pay for it, after a few dates he knows she would want to give him the money afterwards so card is the easiest way for her not to find out the check.
And she hates it. She already told him he doesn't have to pay for everything. He sometimes allows her to pay for coffee though
While he's signing the receipt she takes a generous bunch of cash out of her purse and leaves it beside the candles before he can protests, it's for the tip of the poor waitress that probably got herself into some awkward situations with them.
Afterwards he opens the door to her and she instantly shivers. His hand intertwines with hers and he puts their hands inside his coat pocket as they start walking to her dorm.
Annabeth couldn't be more eager but Percy is slow even though the wind is cold and biting into their cheeks making his redden adorably.
Her hair blows in a tangled mess and eyes water at the wind but she loves it. The cold air clears her head.
Her dorm living area is empty and he is silent as he calls for the elevator and Annabeth can't help but realize how comfortable the silence is.
She always felt the need to talk to her partners (or make out to avoid talking) on the road to the room.
She punches the button repeatedly knowing that its useless, the elevator is going down floor 6, its already coming but not fast enough for her liking
He laughs and she blushes totally busted which makes him laugh more.
He pries her fingers off the button holding them to his mouth. He's warming her hand and all her body up with the simple touch of running his lips over her knuckles. Suddenly she feels on fire under the gaze of those deep bright green eyes.
"In a hurry?" He comments amused.
She tries to formulate some kind of lie but she is in a hurry, she wants him. Now "Actually...Yes"
The elevator finally comes and she smiles and tugs his arm in.
After pressing her floor button he moves her hair to let it sit all on her right shoulder and decides that attacking her neck is a good idea.
His mouth trails up and down her neck, peppering kisses, sucking and nibbling and leaving her panting. His hands work her coat popping the buttons one by one extremely slowly.
Her fingernails run against his scalp, soft strands of black hair in her fitted handfuls to keep him there forever.
He slides his arms around her waist under her coat and if she was cold before...well, hot damn, she's sure not anymore.
"Fuck" is the curse that escapes from her lips when the ding of the elevator door surprises them both getting their hands off each other.
The corridor, as most weekend nights, its empty and she can spot some of the little recognitions on the doors that her hall mates put to tell they are having sex.
Piper and hers have a bow made with a purple ribbon on the handle which was meant to be for that originally but once they forgot it was there and they never took it off. It's kind of a joke they have now.
Annabeth always thought it was stupid though, just knock on the door, they'll either answer or won't so assume they are either having sex or ignoring you.
She grabs his hand and pulls him down the hallway to her and Pipers room with a big grin on her face, trying not to skip.
In Pipes words, apparently she's never seen her this happy. And she feels happy and light, ready to take off flying.
She turns and smiles at him over her shoulder, fishing the keys from her purse pocket and opening the door in record time.
She pushes him inside her dorm and slams her door and the back of his head hits it as she quickly gets back to their kiss.
"Sorry, you okay?" she mutters against his too warm lips
He laughs "yeah, more than okay"
She lets his lips go with a pop and her grin stretches across her face locking eyes with him in the dimly lit room, lights coming in only from the window.
She loves his eyes. Impossibly green and shiny irises against slightly dilated pupils framed by thick dark eyelashes
His hand moves to the side and Annabeth can see his trying to get the switcher on the wall. She extends her hand as well finding it before him
She blinks at the light, almost brighter than she remembers
"Sorry, is that okay? I thought it was a bit dark"
She nods almost jumping with excitement.
They are definitely doing it tonight and he needs the lights on. Nothing can excite her more because the light on means this matters.
She can't deny she's a little nervous. not insecure about her body at all because she knows Percy...but she's thinking more about how she never care about physical before and now she does and she wants to have the best first experience with him
His hands push her coat away and it falls on the floor with her purse.
He moves her hair to the side again, exposing her neck, and starts trailing feather kisses between her ear and shoulder
She puts her arms around his neck and presses her knee up between his legs. He jumps at that, biting down on her flesh.
"Annabeth" he pushes her away slowly, his hands brush her cheeks "you know how I l-"
She knows what's coming. He was about to drop that big L word and she feels absolutely ready to take it, embrace it and probably say it back
It's as if she never had trust issues because she gives herself to Percy completely every day, opening up to him like to no one she's ever met. It's so weird but also so so liberating and peaceful.
She discovered during November and December how this boy was something else. She fell in love with him and when she realized it...well, yeah it was kind of a shock but at that moment there was no doubt if she could trust him. She trusts him entirely.
She smiles up at him and he does too. His eyes are confirming that L but he decides for something else.
"You know, I feel this is serious and...I didn't want to rush it" he touches her face slowly.
"Percy" she says with slight mockery/ reproachful tone
"What?" He asks scrunching his nose adorably, it gets her laughing
She busies herself pulling and straitening the collar of his shirt "you know it is" she whispers with a more serious tone "it's always been serious"
"Oh great" his face splits with one of his adorable grins "I like how we are on the same page there"
"Well, we have to agree on something"
He kisses the tip of her nose with amuse eyes and she shakes her head pressing her lips together not to burst out laughing.
This is what he does to her; she loses all of her 'Annabeth Chase composure' as Jason calls it. She's a sucker for Percy Jackson.
Maybe she's naive and this is all about the first three months of the relationship where everything is new and exciting but really she can't imagine it any other way! She cant see herself getting tired of him ever.
She attempts a kiss that only ends in bumping mouth clumsily and teeth colliding because they are too busy smiling to kiss each other properly.
He shoulders his coat and he's probably hot because she feels the heater is a 100 degrees
He looks at her with his forehead against hers, his breath hitting her on the lips, warm and welcoming.
He starts a kiss. A shaky, slow and heated kiss where his tongue slides inside her mouth and sucks the breath of her lungs.
They move too fast caught up in it, crashing against her desk (that is empty from any designs thank god) making her pencils container clatter to the ground, she cares about her expensive pencil's, rulers and cutting tools but now she barely asses the caused damage before returning to their kiss.
Annabeth feels the excitement pooling between her legs and she feels it on the pit of her stomach too. The edge of the desk digs in her lower back as he presses her against it
Her fingers are shaky on his shoulders blades and she lets out a moan...almost ashamed she looks up, it's probably too soon but there's too much excitement and tension bottled up. He doesn't seem to care at all and it seems to be a motor to his drive.
She bites down on his lips because it's not fair how he's kissing her like he wouldn't do anything else in the world if he could, with one hand buried in her hair and the other cupping her cheek. This should be illegal.
After a month of kissing she knows Percy has a certain weakness for her lip bites. She bites down on his bottom lip and pulls at his lip getting a groan out if him
His lips are too good not to bite down on them but she wants to try other places to bite.
Her mouth kisses down his neck making a hot path. Oh that neck she fantasized on those particular days in the library. He moans low in his throat and his hands fall down her back, holding her close.
She suppresses her smile and sucks hard on a little spot below his shirt collar making him shudder.
"Was it true?" He breathes against her temple while her lips still suck at his skin "...about today"
Her hand brushes his two day stubble "Mmm, Yeah very true" she replies and bites down on his neck again "I had to...take care of it"
"Oh." He lets out a strangle laugh "you did?"
"Yeah, you just turned me on with that description." She declares firmly "I had to"
He makes her gasp at the feel of his hands exploring her body through her clothes
She's following Pipes advice; maybe he needs to hear it with so many words "Percy...you turn me on. Oh...so much." There's no denying that and she wants to tell him up to what point he turns her on.
"Yeah?" She can hear the unmistakable Percy grin in his voice which makes her smile too.
She looks up at him and grabs the belt loops in his jeans pulling him closer and He grips her hips in return, pressing her against him. The edge of the desk digs harder on her back but she couldn't care less
"You have no idea..." She starts with a little smirk and pushes his neck downwards to press a kiss to his jaw "how many times" another kiss following the line of it "I felt horny in the library."
She hears the breath leave Percy's mouth and hit her opened lips. Annabeth stands up on her toes to close the gap between them but he tauntingly crosses her path and ends talking against her ear lobe leaving her mouth warm and tingly with need.
"Me too" he says in a lower husky tone that makes her insides melt "I've spent so many afternoons mentally undressing you while sitting in the opposite chair." His hand presses against her ass bringing her closer "Wanting you bare pressed up against the shelves to the architecture section."
And shit...she can picture that scene
"Percy Jackson...you have library fantasies?" She muses and pushes him back a little to look him in the eye.
She bites her lips to stop the smirk for the look he's giving her. His cheeks are bright red and he opens and closes his mouth trying to explain what he probably thinks is talking dirty without even realising.
She giggles and presses a hand to his mouth "I have to admit it has crossed my mind one afternoon or two...vaguely three"
"Yeah?" The corner of his mouth tugs up.
She tries ignoring the fact that having him share his dirty thoughts makes her knees weak and her panties wetter. She wants him so much
She desperately wants library sex now. How is she ever going to concentrate when they study now that she knows what he thinks about? She tugs at his black hair that she has threaded through her fingers and it gets a chuckle out of him.
"I swear to god Annabeth Chase, you drive me crazy"
His wide open palms go up her thighs pushing the fabric of her dress up while they move over her making a hot pattern from her knees to the edge of her panties.
She understands what he wants only when he reaches the hem of her long black transparent stockings. She knew they weren't exactly going to make things easier, but its February and its freaking cold outside right now to go bare legs. As much as she loves the cold weather she's not crazy, she's already been down with two colds this winter and she hates being sick.
He doesn't seem to mind the extra garment though; his fingers are slow and taunting as he pushes them down looking in her eyes, his hands traveling all the way down again this time skin against skin.
She shaved today so her legs are hairless and smooth as his fingers brush up and down against them
Annabeth feels all the rest of her body hair stand on end with chills and she can only arch her hips thrusting her body against his hands and the pleasure.
She pouts when he pulls away quickly, just grazing the hem of her underwear with tentative soft fingers. Her stockings now between her ankles with her heels in the way, she toes off her shoes and discards them both with a simple tug.
He gets her up on the desk and she hisses when her ass cheeks touch the cold metal surface, temperature contrasting against her warm skin. She opens her legs for him, wrapping them around his waist tightly, feet touching his hard muscle toned butt. She's ready to suck it up and handle the biting cold but Percy wraps an arm around her waist and lifts her up effortlessly, he caresses her cold butt and then she feels him run his palm over the desk, warming it up to her. He makes sure she sits on as much fabric of her dress possible this time.
Percy leans forward and grabs the string of the blinds trying to close them.
"Pull harder" she says and then laughs when he can't get them to work "Give it to me, Jackson"
He hands it over with a bashful smile
"It gets stuck sometimes" she explains and tugs until they slide down, covering the window and giving them privacy.
He laughs and kisses her "thanks Chase"
He puts his hands at either side of her waist and never stops looking in her eyes as he touches up her torso, from the hips to her breast through her dress.
She never felt this much and she has to remind herself they are still clothed.
She wants to touch skin too so she pushes her hands down his shirt and she's rewarded by the smooth skin of his back, hard sexy muscle lines on his shoulder blades.
He founds the zipper of her dress on the back and he unzips her slowly running his fingers over the skin of her back now available to touch. She shivers under his fingers and arches against him again.
"Still cold?"
"No when you touch me" She shakes her head "touch me…" she pleads in a small voice
He helps her dress over her ass which gives him the perfect opportunity to grab it, making Annabeth moan and weakening her legs around his waist
She wants to be touched but she also wants to undress him too so she undoes his shirt's buttons in record time and pushes the material off his shoulders.
"Damn you" she grumbles brushing her hand down his chest to his narrow defined hips and trails a finger tip over the edge of his hip that makes the perfect path down. "Who knew you had all these under your winter clothes"
She did know though because she's seen him at the pool rocking his wet body like he's not all definition, hard muscle and soft warm flesh.
"I think you're doing this swimming business right. Hottie"
Percy laughs hard and shakes his head while she still looks at him with mischievous eyes
He grazes his hands on her thighs "You're not too bad yourself, but I already knew that I don't have to see under your clothes"
She winks at him and a smirk appears on her face.
Annabeth gives his chest a too deserve attention she wants to mark him, give him every hickey she can but he redirects her mouth to his again.
"Pool tomorrow" he mutters against her lips
"That only makes me want to love bite you all the more"
"Yeah?"
"Mmm, maybe I can spell my name on you"
He huffs out a laugh
"Yeah, a little mark" she sucks on a spot on his chest "for your horde" she suck again drawing his skin with her mouth
"My what?" He asks confused
"Your horde." She repeats moving to another spot on his chest, biting down "of cheerleaders"
He laughs "they are not mine"
"They sure look the part. 'Percy! Percy'" she imitates "all gathering around you with their stupid pompons, tiny tops and miniskirts"
He laughs again and shakes his head "they are there to cheer" he reassures her "not because of me"
"It's stupid" she declares "I've never seen a swimming competition with cheerleaders, they are football game material"
"With me as captain the guys' sure need the cheer"
"Everybody loves you" she grumbles.
Is it so bad she doesn't want to share?
She's not the jealous type because Percy is an absolute dork when it comes to girls flirting with him but god does she want to mark her territory when the cheerleaders look at him like he's a piece of meat.
He chuckles and kisses her temple "Don't make it sound as a complaint"
She moves up to another spot on his chest
"They'll see tomorrow. They'll get curious and jealous. They ask their friends 'who was he with? Look at those hickeys' nice Percy doesn't do one night stands!"
He laughs again "Oh my god, he doesn't? What kind of guy is he?"
"Apparently he's good. He dates, isn't he perf?"
"Absolutely"
She looks at him mischievously and they both laugh.
As tempting as it looks to continue around his chest she saves it for later and leans backwards enjoying her artwork. Pressing one finger at a time on the red marks.
He smirks at her, he means trouble and oh how she loves that smirk. She wants to kiss it off his face. He leans forward to kiss her and she enjoying the slow kisses while he inches his fingers up her inner thighs closer to her centre again.
Annabeth lets out a loud moan against his lips when his thumb brushes over her wet panties with slight pressure. It's nothing but she's so turned on
He thumbs her clit and circles it slowly making Annabeth curse. She wriggles her hips as she feels the lace dragging deliciously against the bundle of nerves, urging him to continue. He grins and presses more firmly against her.
Percy's thumbs move over her legs to her hips where he hooks them over the thin straps of her lingerie and he tugs down from either side.
She lifts her hips to help him slide them down her legs. He leaves the thong around her calves and she kicks it off.
Nice underwear for nothing because he barely acknowledge them, she can't complain though because he wants them off and she just wants his fingers on her again.
She wants him to touch her everywhere but Percy only teases his way up her legs again, running two fingers over her leg and hovers them close to her centre.
She can feel the warmth of his hand between her thighs and he is barely touching her. The pads of his fingers grazing slightly.
He seems so confident with his movements but her hands are in his chest making her feel the quick rhythm of his heart and his neck shows a deep flush. He's also super concentrated, his eyes are pinned on hers and he's looking at her so passionately while his eyebrows are a little scrunched like when he studies.
His fingers toy with her inner thighs and graze her pelvis softly.
Annabeth trusts her hips towards him again with an impatient huff and he complies looking into her eyes with a mischievous glint.
His fingers brush teasingly over the apex of her thighs right down the middle where her centre awaits the attention. She opens her thighs more and sighs in pleasure fisting her hands in his hair as he slicks one finger slowly in and starts moving it at a tortuous pace.
"Shit" he groans and his other hand comes around her waist to bring her closer "Shit. You're worked up"
Yes. She's so worked up she already feels at the brick of coming.
She doesn't mind that he's commenting on her wetness. She's probably been working herself up since the very first time she laid eyes on him sitting in the next table in the library.
"Oh god" she breathes pulling him closer by the hair of the back of his neck.
His finger curls inside her experimentally and he adds another that slicks inside and rubs exactly where she needs it to. There
Clearly he's not a virgin because no virgin could ever touch so deliberately.
She rocks her hips forward at the same time Percy decides she had enough
"Hmf" she protests
Percy chuckles and slides his wet fingers all the length of her leg making her squirm.
He plants a kiss on her lips "Lean backwards" he pushes her shoulders softly back. She assumes the position without asking and braces herself on the desk with the fabric or her dress gathered around her hips.
His head dips forward and down, kissing her knee and Annabeth knows and oh she wants, she needs...
His lips ghost over her skin, up her leg, barely making contact but she can feel hot prickles in his wake.
"Does this feel good?" He asks. He's an idiot for asking but she highly suspects it's just because he wants her to say it. It amuses him, He's such a tease.
"Um" she wants to reply sarcastically but she can't manage to phrase anything "Yeah..." It's what escapes her lips, the word too breathy and long for it to be a result of logical thinking "that's–yeah erm, nice"
Annabeth wants to press her thighs together, they are burning in the middle of her centre and his head is in between them denying the relief. She moans, grips his hair again and tries to rush him up but her boyfriend takes his time laying every kiss up her leg while his careful fingers skim over her calves
"I–just..." She starts, abruptly letting of his hair
"Mmh?" He asks against her thigh, stopping his path up "tell me" his breath ghosts all over her sex.
She lets out a breathless laugh "Teaser" she mumbles and he chuckles, mouth over the sensitive skin on her inner thighs
"Any...observations?"
She groans frustrated and her fist tugs on his hair too much
"I'll tell you my observations once—Oh, holy f–" she lets out when she feels his stubble brush over her inner thigh again. It's not fair that her simple arguments have big plot holes because he's doing this to her.
He sucks a bruise right where her leg blends into...not being leg anymore.
"Oh, please..."
He complies once more and Annabeth makes a mental note not to forget he gives in when she wants something, when she's practically begging for it.
Annabeth chase doesn't beg...or at least she never had to before, this is so new to her, not being able to control her desires and having to ask for them.
His warm lips wrap around her bundle of nerves making her gasp loudly. His hands on her hips force them backwards making the back of her head hit the window with a loud crash
"You okay?" He asks, stopping, voice full of concern
"Yes. Yes! Get on with it" he chuckles and his mouth goes back where she wants it
She sighs and gets comfortable with her head against the window.
His tongue works in slow, calculating patterns: first her clitoris and then lower between her legs.
He gets one of her legs up and over his shoulder getting more access and works his tongue in and out setting a stupid and disarming pace.
Annabeth's brain goes blank with pleasure. She alternatively looks down at his head between her legs to confirm it's him and closes her eyes because of the numbing delicious pleasure.
He's good, he's so fucking good at this and she kinda loves him more because how difficult is to find a guy who knows his oral.
It's intense and she can see the end of it far over a horizon waiting to unravel her.
His pace is infuriating and she doesn't have enough patience for it. She encourages him breathlessly and he goes fast and then slows. Fast and slow, fast and slow, fast and slow, slow slow slow and hell!
No, heaven.
He tugs and sucks and licks and kisses...and she's in goddamn heaven. So hot all over...maybe hell, she's not sure.
Percy stops completely for a second, maybe catching his breath, and then he's back at full force weakening her legs and making her toes curl against his broad back.
She throws a lot of insults and curses at him but he just tugs her closer and works his rhythm taking her right to that cliff only to pull her back up not giving her what she wants.
Annabeth cries out, a desperate plead leaves her mouth and presses her legs around his head to keep him in place.
She can't breath. The hotness between her legs is threatening to envelop her whole.
"Oh." She moans.
Yes. Just about there
"Oh god"
He finishes her off with his repeating movements making her come harder than she ever did. His lips stay in place, coaxing her through it, taking her down from the high with slow lazy strokes of his tongue.
She rests her head against the window pane panting for breath as she wonders if they –she –woke up the entire dorm.
She feels Percy's lips wetly pepper some kisses down her thigh while she strokes his hair, soothing his scalp from the nail scratches.
If they woke people up she's sincerely sorry but she's far from done, she smiles at the thought.
That felt awesome. Amazing. Impossible
Percy emerges from between her legs with a sly little smile and cleans his chin and mouth with the back of his hand.
Annabeth runs a hand through his hair; he grabs it and kisses her palm.
Her heart is beating so hard she needs to take a moment.
Shit. If this is how's gonna be like...Just shit.
"Okay?" He asks after giving her a minute where he delivered little kisses on her face. She's still pretty much orgasm drunk.
She rolls her eyes but there's a smile that won't leave her face. She's still out of breath but she manages to mumble "shut up" too weak on her lips to have the same angry impact.
"What?" He asks innocently and kisses her hand again that she can't pry away. She wants to punch him but she can't even manage a fist right now.
She shakes her head and locks her arms around his neck bringing her boyfriend closer.
"I want..." she breathes against his lips
"What?" He asks grinning. She kisses a trail on his cheek and talks with her lips to his earlobe, teasing it with her tongue
"More"
She lets the word out like a breath and he groans. She can feel his hard groin pressed against her core.
She looks at him pointedly, sliding her arms up his arms and around his neck.
"Well you have to make it up for the whole month Jackson" her usual tone is somewhat back
"Or what Chase?" He presses his lips together, grin threatening to slip.
"Or I'll beat you up"
He laughs and puts his hands up in surrender "I'll deliver" he promises with a smirk
"I charge interest" she presses as her hand touches down his bare chest to his thigh and she's glad to feel his muscles tensing under her fingers.
She touches her way to the middle, patting him through his pants. He smiles wide and helps her down from the desk.
"I've sold my soul to you then, Ms Chase"
She puts her arms up and he helps her out of her dress slowly, she throws it with the rest of her clothing and embraces him again, biting down his lip hard as they stumble back because her leg is wrapped around his waist and she doesn't want to let go, she wants to feel everything, her hands run up and down his back and Percy is not helping either.
They fall on her bed all tangled up and they knock their foreheads together
"Ow!"
"Sorry" he says and kisses her forehead
"It's my fault...sorry, its...been a while, I guess"
"You guess?"
"No, it has been a while" she admits and bites her lip.
"It's been a while for me too" he confesses but more relaxed than she is to do it.
"How long?" She asks while she undoes his jeans button nonchalantly
He laughs a little "I won't say it. You'll use it against me"
"What? No! I really want to know" he shivers as her fingers brush the little hair between his navel and boxers hem. She loves that he refuses to shave for the pool even though his coach and team mates say he needs to. He's still fast enough a few fine hairs won't make my difference.
"Well..." He starts
Her fingers dip under his boxers and she can feel His heart rate picking up under her other hand that is pressed on his chest.
"Yeah...but you'll say a closer date so that I get all jealous of the guy who touched you last"
"I didn't think of that!" But she can't hide her smirk
"Okay, let's say it together then"
"Halloween"
"Halloween"
"Wait, were you the one from Halloween? I was drunk" it's a joke, she knows it's not possible because she remembers a boring brown haired dude that was awful at oral. So awful she told him that to save another girl the misery.
He shakes his head with his brows furrow "no, I was sober and the girl was not you"
"Oh," she pouts she hates that girl even when that was 3 1/2 months ago. They hadn't even met properly. She was probably just looking at him once in a while when they studied.
"Are you getting jealous?" He asks with a smirk
"A little" she admits because what's the point of denying that. It's the past but she still kissed him and touched him and he probably used his tongue in her too.
He laughs again, a little breathless "she was definitely not you. You're one of a kind"
At least the girl knows what she's missing tonight.
"Yeah?" Her hand deeps underneath his boxers, she feels his length running a finger...her senses immediately approving of what they touch and he sighs in her mouth as he feels her warm fingers wrap tightly around him.
"Oh, shit. Yeah, yes. Absolutely"
He pushes his palm against his face and curses. Annabeth smirks at his red face and twist her hand something to deepen her stroke.
"Stop that" he warns peeking at her through his fingers
"What?" She asks innocently and lays a kiss on his neck pressing her boobs hard against his chest
"Don't"
"Okay" she laughs.
He wants to last she can tell. Oh well, she surely has lots of other times to tease him like he did and returning the little favor.
"Hey! You said okay" he accuses but she's not ready to let go.
They have all night. They have time to get him back hard even more than twice
"I was lying" she smirks and speeds up on her movements
He breathes out "oh–kay"
He groans digging his fingers on her thighs the spots are probably going to be blue marks in the morning.
She laughs at his misery and loves the way his eyelids flutter close even though he's trying to have them open
She slows almost to a stop; her hand keeps sliding the soft skin back but very slowly getting far bar back before pulling up again. Her other hand rolls his balls softly between her fingers
He curses and she laughs more "what's up? Is it so bad to be on the receiving end?"
He manages to crack a smile "not bad at all"
"Just not bad?" She whispers
"No, great" he amends "oh, yeah. Fuck. It's great"
Percy is laying there breathing hard, cheeks slightly flushed and his hands...god he's caressing her ass and she can't help but arch herself against his hands.
Her hand speeds up again stroking his shaft and it's not long after he twitches and backs against her hand.
She cleans her fingers with the sheets, sits up over his legs and leans to lay a few kisses in chest.
He's grinning and she can't help but smile back
Her position gives Percy the perfect opportunity to reach at her back and undo her bra sliding it over her arms and Annabeth drops it on the floor.
He touches her up and down her chest in the most delicate manner. Sliding his fingertips over her breasts, caressing between them and thumbing her nipples
She moans unable to help herself and presses her body down against him.
She's back with this powerful need pooling on the pit of her stomach but he has to wait on him now. She checks down on him and she wants all of that inside her. He needs a few more minutes though.
He reaches to her waist to pull her down against him and stars kissing her. Annabeth presses a hand on the mattress to keep herself up as they kiss and her other hand brushes down his shoulder, arm and lands on his chest.
In return he caresses her legs that are on either side of his hips, her back and runs his fingers through her hair.
Her fingers trail downwards again and she touches the side of his stomach and then lower on his hipbones.
He shrieks and backs away from her fingers. She looks at him confused and then starts laughing.
"Are you ticklish?"
The look in his eyes tells him yes and he goes to grab her hand but her nails connect with the spot before he can stop her. She can't contain her laugh and it comes out as giggles while he complains. Annabeth scratches softly with her nails and digs in her fingers and he wiggles under her hand.
"Are you done torturing me?" He asks when she sits up. She loves that she knows about this soft spot now, she wants to know all his soft spots and torture him endlessly.
She smirks "Absolutely not"
He frowns "what are you-"
She moves over him and dips her head down to trail her lips inches from where he's ticklish. He moans and she bites and then kisses the corner of his hip and she can feel him harden under her stomach.
Foreplay is good and she cant wait to see where else in his body she needs to touch to make him laugh or moan or harden. She loves foreplay but she can't bear it any longer so she helps him getting off his boxers that are on his mid thighs. As soon as those are out of the way she reaches in her nightstand drawer stroking him between her legs because she doesn't want to break the tension.
She doubts it'll happen, this tension has been building since the very first moment they lay eyes on each other and it's not going anywhere until they release it.
"You're okay with this?" She ask eyeing them and their position
His hand caress her thigh "of course"
She arches an eyebrow "You don't have to be so complaisant, you can fight me"
He sits up "Annabeth" and her stomach churns to hear her name like that, in that strong New Yorker accent, slightly reproachful tone full of utter adoration. He laughs "I'm happy with whatever makes you happy and comfortable"
How is this boy even real? Seriously! She's been asking herself that since he walked into her life ready to hang around forever.
She sits on his legs tired of holding up with her knees but it only results in sliding painfully against one of his thighs
"Fuck" she curses at the sudden rush of delicious pressure and tries to lift up but Percy's fingers hold her against his skin firmly
"Shit. You're this wet again" he mumbles and one of his arms comes around her waist bringing her closer and he kisses the breath out of her, condoms momentarily forgotten as he holds her down kissing her and she grinds wetly against his leg.
She pushes him panting; he trails kisses down her jaw and neck as she tries to reach for a condom again,
Percy peaks a look and laughs a little strangled because her fingers never stopped running over his length all this time "did you restock?"
"What?" And then she laughs too because she probably looks like a sex freak with all those condoms "They are Piper's too."
"Right...sure I believe that"
She sticks her tongue out and tries to rip the condom single handed as her other hand is a little busy and she doesn't want to pry her fingers off him ever.
She gives him a look, and then the rest of him and hell!
Her hand is trying to rip the package open with the help of her teeth and he's eying her, hardening even further in her hand. That was hot for him and she can't help but smile.
Then she realizes that this is her boyfriend and not a stranger. She doesn't need condoms with him. He's been playing solo like her for three months since Halloween and if she needed to know anything she'd probably know already.
"Hell no" she throws the package to the other side of the room and Percy follows it looking at the spot where it lands on the floor, frowning confused. She laughs at his look "don't worry. I'm on the pill"
"You sure?" He asks eying the package "I thought you got angry because you couldn't open it"
She laughs "no, no. I just really want–" she starts to explain realizing they are two and maybe he wants the condom on? "Unless you–"
He shakes his head "if you're sure"
Right, whatever makes her happy and comfortable? She could get away with a few kinks using that one
She nods her head enthusiastically and his fingers resume running through the little hair between her legs that she doesn't shave
She moans and lets him touch her a few more seconds until she can't stand it anymore, it feels almost painful. She wants him so bad.
She pushes him down against the mattress and Percy holds her hip as she gets comfortable with her knees at either side of his legs.
She looks him in the eye while she helps him in with her hand.
They both let out the breaths they've been holding as he stretches her softly and Percy face is ridden in pleasure but he smiles easily at her.
It is really soft.
She's never done it this way. She was always too scared of stuff like herpes or any STDs to do it without the condom on with strangers even when some insisted. It was with the rubber or not at all. She even did it that way with her high school boyfriend of about a year.
This is nicer. Warmer. More intimate.
It feels so soft, sure and secure with his arms holding her in place around her waist.
She tastes the ground and rocks a little to the front, realizing how big he actually is and what's the best move.
It's not conventional for the 'romantic' first time for the girl to be on top but she has a vague idea of what this is gonna be like and she prefers to be in control, at least at first.
She starts moving up and down his length slowly feeling all of him against her. So hard and hot, pulsing.
She closes her eyes and sighs, trying to make it deeper.
Percy helps her by pushing her hips down and she grabs his arms to steady herself.
She starts moving faster making the bed crick underneath. Percy lets out a curse and she smiles, this is her ground, she knows exactly what she's doing.
She leans forward and kisses him, his fingers shake as they press against her nipple, and he fiddles and pinches her sensitive skin
Moaning, she bites down on his lip. Something delicious starts building in the pit of her stomach, burning and spreading
"Annabeth" he whines guiding her hips against him hard
She curses again, there's this spot he helped her hit inside and all she wants is to feel that again repeatedly.
Annabeth sits up to move faster above him sinking her nails on his shoulders "Oh. Yes" she hisses out "yes"
She chases after that burning spot throwing her head back in pleasure. Her heartbeat is already crazy. It's too soon but she's so close to her release, unfortunately her legs tremble and give out which results in him sliding out of her before she can hit her orgasm, completely ruining it for herself.
She's heaving and already feels sweat dripping down her back. They barely did anything and he made her break into a sweat.
He laughs at her face and a second later she's laughing is all too new, she's never laugh during sex.
Piper always says she laughs a lot and Annabeth never understood what could be funny
He sits up on his elbows to kiss her tenderly, eyes full of passion and freaking love.
Annabeth moves to the side "Your turn" she tells him with a smile settling against the mattress. He positions on top of her and she smiles wider with Percy's reassuring weight pressing against her.
He moans and Annabeth waves her trembling legs around his hips.
He kisses her neck as he begins to move to get back to where they were.
His slow trusts are all new and deliciously good. Warmth is spreading again slowly through her body from the centre where he hits to the tips of her fingers.
Annabeth lets out a keening moan and her nails dig in his shoulder. Her other hand runs through his dark locks
Percy catches her mouth and the kiss is passionate and hot as their tongues press together in between of panting breaths and colliding teeth.
This is way too good. And where was he all her life?
She forces herself to look him in the eye as much as she wants to close them tightly.
His eyes tell her that this thing she's feeling he's feeling too. This is something and she never felt so close to a person before. Ever.
His slow and deep movements suddenly become shallow and erratic, chasing the horizon of that something too.
"Like that!" She encourages meeting his hips hard "just–just"
Her name escapes his lips through gritted teeth and he pushes her thighs back a little more to reach further inside her.
And oh he's holding her down with so much force she can't arch up to meet his hips
Oh. Oh
The pleasure takes her in waves and she shuts her eyes hard, her nails digging in his arms as his own hands are gripping hard on her waist.
He's still pounding inside as her orgasm crashes her
A groan ripples out of his mouth and it's not loud but low and deep in his throat as he finishes, the warmth inside her intensifies and she breathes out.
They are panting and Percy's arms give out around her and his weight crushes against her chest, which doesn't help her breathing at all but she puts her arms around his back holding him weakly
He kisses the side of her face a few times before taking control of his trembling limbs again and pulling out leaving her too empty but warm and dripping her legs and the sheets
She doesn't move as he curls around her, arm securely tuck over her waist
She's still breathing hard as his fingers brush her face which she notices it's leaking
What
Her hand comes up to brush the wet against her eyes too. And she looks at her hand to check if it's not blood or something gross.
It's just water
Well, not water—tears
All her senses are slowly coming back to clarity. Her heart rate is slowing. Her breathing is less erratic. She hadn't realized how all her muscles where so tense, no right before they did it but like for a few days probably.
She feels so good.
And she's tearing up.
He doesn't ask what's up and its better that way because she doesn't understand what's up but he nuzzles her neck and trails sweet kisses on her collar and cheeks quietly. Her face feels hot too so she knows she's blushing
When her eyes don't prickle anymore she turns towards him, burying herself against his arms and putting her head on the nook of his neck, nose brushing under his ear.
"That was good" she mutters after a minute where they were quiet and the only sound accompanying her was the constant thump of his heart.
She was reconciling with her stupid eyes for shading stupid tears.
Well, she's read about it...surely somewhere where love was strong maybe some modern romance novel where the book doesn't match reality at all.
Or now it does
She would have to look into it, but anatomically speaking...apparently tears sometimes are reaction to an orgasm? One that her body never decided to show until now and it's better that way, she can't imagine any of the past boys of her phonebook dealing with a few tears.
And she's rewarded with Percy's musical laugh
"Yeah" he coincides and moves his head to the side away from her and sneezes loudly "that was good"
She can't help but grin and he looks back at her blushing for a stupid sneeze. She goes back to her nook against his neck
"I don't usually cry" she mutters "after sex"
"I don't usually sneeze" it's his silly reply
She pokes her elbow in his ribs "I mean it"
"It's alright"
"You must think I'm bipolar or something"
"No I don't" he reassures calmly tracing his fingers on her breast
"Sorry"
"You did nothing wrong"
"Do all the girls that you get into bed cry?"
He laughs and backs away a little to see her face "what?" His eyebrows all furrow in confusion
"Well, you're taking it so well, being calm and everything maybe you make everyone cry for what I know"
"For what you know they weren't even that many to make statistics" he tells her to what she raises an eyebrow "Um, no. You'd be the first"
She rolls her eyes "it's your fault"
"Yeah?"
"Well, you're intense" she states simply. He stops touching her, bringing his hand to rest beside his body
He scoffs out a laugh "Did you just say that?" He is amused and she kisses below his ear. When she backs to see his face he is blushing profusely.
This boy.
She should be embarrassed but She might as well say everything she wants to say.
She's not naturally this open but this is Percy. And he makes her feel good and alive.
He makes her laugh during sex and cry afterwards and that surely means something
"I meant to" she whispers
"Back at you Chase"
She can't control her smile so she's intense and maybe he didn't cry but Annabeth knows. His eyes give too much away. How can someone be so expressive all the time?
"I like it intense" she breathes deeply and tugs his hand back to her breast, urging him to continue with his caresses. She shivers as he starts rolling her nipple between his fingers "it's not like ruff or hard its just–"
"Intense?" He helps and she sits up to see his face. He's grinning
And she laughs "stop mocking me" she accuses, blush coloring her cheeks more.
"Not mocking you. I'm smiling because I'm happy"
She settles back in his embrace with a grin as equally big. His other hand traces her ribcage and it tingles.
He makes her so happy too.
He sits up leaving the embrace and opens the drawers of the bedside table
"What do you want?" She asks when he turns back to her with a box of tissue taking out a few
"You mind?" She shakes her head thinking he was talking about cleaning himself when he nudges her legs apart a little and starts cleaning her with the paper softly
She lets him opening her legs more for him to reach higher
"Oh, we're done?" She asks cheekily
Percy chuckles "We can get clean and then get dirty again"
"Where's your commitment with the environment Jackson?"
He laughs and she laughs and she feels so light headed and happy. Definitely happy.
Nobody ever had done that to her. And if you're with a stranger this can be the most uncomfortable part. When he finishes he cleans himself too, disposing the paper which gives her the best view of her boyfriend's Apollo like very naked body and then he returns to the bed and her arms
She doesn't know how long it's been for Percy, but for her it had been...well never. She's sure she never actually felt it. And never seems too fucking long.
She's not even talking about an orgasm anymore.
This warmness in her stomach spreading through her body to her finger tips it's more than the leftover of her (might as well say it) fucking amazing orgasm(s)
She's thinking about this overwhelming closeness that apparently it's making everything better.
For two whole years she convinced herself she didn't want a relationship, not that she tried avoiding getting in one, she dated more than a few guys whom she slept with in the first few days of knowing each other. She just felt odd and broke it off whenever she started getting comfortable...when they wanted to spend time with her that wasn't fucking. When they wanted to talk and she didn't want to.
This is so different.
Percy is so different.
All that senseless fucking...and she can't understand how she didn't realize she wanted more than that.
She wanted someone who would hold her and talk to her when they were done, and not someone who probably just wanted her out so they could sleep. Or worse, the ones that wanted her to spend the night, between dirty sheets and drinking cheap beer!
She didn't realize she was missing him in her life.
Now, Percy's holding onto her like she's dear life. Like, he never wants to let go. He's caressing her like she's worth keeping and cherishing.
She's never felt this way, goddammit.
She breathes in and sighs absolutely relaxed, her fingers are running through his sweaty scalp. After hours he still smells so nice, clean, like boy cologne mixed with chlorine and a smell that she distincts as Percy.
His head is resting in her chest and he's breathing alongside her...and maybe something clicks inside her again.
This is love.
This is how it feels. And it's so weird, warm and giddy and strong. And she loves how it feels so fuzzy and silly and great.
She laughs out loud
"What?" He asks
"I love you" she says in his ear because she can help it.
It doesn't surprise her she feels that way.
She loves him so much. It's the first time she ever voices the words to someone outside her tight circle of friends or her little brothers.
Saying it doesn't scare her anymore like it used to. She feels confident making that statement.
She's even proud of herself. She'd always thought that saying the big ILY was something couples took years to do or those stupid silly girls that claim to love their boyfriends were just faking the statement and she was so quick to judge.
They've only been dating for a month and bit and omg this boy!
He turns his head towards her with the biggest and cutest of grins
"You do?" She recognizes the pure disbelief in his voice and it bothers her. She connects her fist with his shoulders in a punch that lacks her usual force.
"Yes I do, you dork! I love you, is that so hard to believe?"
He laughs but then turns a little serious scrunching his eyebrows "kinda. You're so...so"
"What?" She frowns, sitting up using her elbow against the mattress
"So you" he finishes shrugging like it explains it. "Um, perfect"
Annabeth cannot believe this. He's the one that is so good and honest and handsome and makes her better every day.
She nudges him "shut up. I think you're a little biased"
"You are, it's true. You're so smart, kind and gorgeous and funny and great...And–"
Annabeth rolls her eyes, feeling her stomach churn with utter adoration and her cheeks heat up. She finds that there's a stupid smile in her face and she can't make it stop.
His goofy grin softens into a smile and he rests his head back against her heart.
"I love you, too Annabeth"
"You do?" She asks imitating his excited adorable almost childish voice
He laughs and pokes her on the ribs "of course I do. I love you," he kisses her "I love you"
She closes her eyes sighing in his arms
"I was scared, I thought it was too fast to be feeling this way maybe. That you wouldn't be...you wouldn't like to hear it, I wasn't going to tell you"
She opens her eyes again "I thought—I've always thought...No, of course not. It's not fast, I don't think there's a fast or a slow. I feel this way and that's why I told and I think that you should have told me anyway. Always tell me, not matter what"
He laughs making her whole body rattle with the chuckle.
"What?" She asks with a huff annoyed. Once she wants to say something close to meaningful and he answers that way, seriously?
"Oh, no, I'm laughing about something else"
She wiggles from underneath him and rolls against him, spooning him.
Percy lets out a huff at her new position. She wraps her arms tighter around his middle and throws one of her legs over his hips.
She looks at him over his shoulder "What were you laughing at?"
"The first time I saw you studying you looked so unapproachable...and look at you now, spooning me"
"I do not look unapproachable!" She protests
"Yes you do, with your impeccable self and your color coded calendar. You scared me and you were way out of my league. Like, the wayst a girl has ever been. You still are"
She laughs "wayst is not a word"
"It is!"
"No"
"Yes"
"The league thing is stupid because if we're talking about appearances, you're hot. Very hot and you so know you're hot. You're sexy...especially with little to no clothes on and dripping wet from the pool" She jabs him on the side and he jumps and then starts laughing
"You're a little biased"
"I'm not unapproachable"
He laughs "I said you looked, at least until I got to know you..."
"So...?"
"So I sat in front of you just because you wouldn't be like those who ask you stuff while studying. How wrong I was...and you're not unapproachable, you're a soft kitten"
"And it was all your chivalrous ways that got to know me in the first place."
"I was really, really hoping you would drop your books sometime"
Annabeth kisses his neck and shoulder and speaks with her lips against his ear "you know...I might have dropped them on purpose"
"Shut up"
"Totally true"
"I hate you"
"No, you don't"
"Nah" he agrees miserably "I love you"
And she's never ever going to get tired of hearing it.
He covers her body with the sheet and the comforter and then Annabeth watches as he sticks his feet out.
Her eyelids feel heavy and he turns and hugs her against his chest. That second round would have to wait till the morning because she's suddenly so tired she can't move.
Percy trails kisses over her cheek and smoothes her tangled hair over the pillow.
"This is the first time I sleep with someone" she whispers "literal sleep"
"Oh, really?"
She nods "it's so utterly personal, I could never trust anyone…"
"You okay with me staying?" she grips his chest harder as an answer
"Don't go" she murmurs "stay with me, I want to fall sleep with you"
"That's the cutest thing you've ever said to me" he tells her sincerely and she grins with her eyes closed.
She opens her eyes to find him watching her face intently "I thought you liked 'I love you'"
He laughs and her body shakes with his chuckle "'I love you' is a close second"
She closes her eyes again and sighs against his embrace.
"We have a lot of studying to do tomorrow" she mumbles almost out
"We do?" he asks confused. They settled that Saturdays is their off day, they don't touch books unless they have an important exam the following week.
"Yes, it all involves you nakey and this room and my bed"
He laughs and kisses her lips "sounds good to me."
"I'm gonna study you so hard" she says with her eyes closed and her nose against his neck
"You're such a nerd" he tells her with a grin.
"If I'm a nerd, you're a nerd" she mumbles and Percy kissed her temple one last time as she drifts to sleep.
Some of the reviews expressed they wanted more so I wrote this in the last week, its smut and nothing like the developing relationship you all wanted. I think I gave the impression that it was a multichaptered story, it's not. It ended there after they kissed and that's how I wanted it to end.
I want to address two reviews that were constructive criticism.
A) said I had awful punctuation and that it takes the focus out of the story. That's true. English is not my first language so I still struggle with it, I went back and read it for like the seventh time and yes I noticed some of that and I could change it if I wanted but I'm too lazy. I don't have a bet atm. I hope this one turned out better.
B) Said that the story is not romantic, it doesn't talk about their relationship and doesn't have enough percabeth. Also true but I never said it was 'romantic' or that it developed their relationship as a couple. This is an AU and I think I fill the prompt because as the author I can do whatever the hell I want with it. This story –or more like the first chapter –is all in the friend zone but it has a lot of percabeth, basically it's just them talking all the time and I don't know which books you read but in R.R's its basically that, pure percy and annabeth's friendship from book 1 to book 10, I don't need them making out for them to be percabeth. You can count on one hand all their kisses and their relationship progresses always as a friendship first because they were friends before and they are always going to be.
Regardless I think that with this smut I explored their relationship a little and it was more romantic, I guess. It's the longest sex scene I've ever written.
Also a little bit of relationship development. In the last chapter Percy's voice was stronger so that's why this one is all in Annabeth's pov. Annabeth being a little jealous and overprotecting over him. Percy wanting her to always feel comfortable. Annabeth letting go of her issues a little more.
Please note that its the final chapter. I hope I managed to wrap up the story a little more but I hardly believe there's anything else I could add/write that would be meaningful.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed and who gave it a chance even with lots of grammatical mistakes. You guys are awesome.