AN: Some of you really want a continuation of the last chapter. You horndogs, getting off of Percy fucking his little sisters... But of course, I won't do part 3 of Twin Trouble. How about we reach a compromise instead? I'm planning to do a chapter in the future, with the Little Big Three. Does that sound good? But for now, it's time for some more drama! I hope I'll be able to do this justice, because the idea is half-baked as it is in my mind.
Happy reading!
Time: Next Day
Everything went down at breakfast time the next day, as Rose and Violet entered, their hair dishevelled and slightly frizzy, somehow different from the mess it was usually, with wide smiles on their faces, practically glowing with joy as they basked in the afterglow of having lost their virginity, and having received the best fucking that most women would only ever hope for.
The twins plopped down in their usual seats across the dining table from Percy, who was clad only in his shorts and groaning loudly, still half asleep, as he assumed his usual position on the floor, with his back leaning against the sliding glass door. He let a small smile play across his lips as he leaned his head back, revealing all the brand new hickeys he had on his neck, matching the ones he had given the twins, and staking his claim over them. His eyes fluttered shut as he merely basked at the moment, feeling the cold breeze of the air conditioner gently caress his naked skin and the feeling of the soft, warm morning sunshine kiss his tanned skin, so soft and sensuous, almost as if Asteria herself was worshipping his skin with her soft lips.
There was a silence, half tense and half surprised, swimming across the room as all the women spread in various positions across the floor and on the counter gawked at the twins.
"Damn, Percy." Aphrodite wolf-whistled, half gawking at him, "I expected you to take a few more days and a lot of procrastination before you would actually fuck your sisters. Seems like my analysis of the situation was more spot-on than I had initially thought. To take them right on their eighteenth birthday, damn, you're not wasting any time, going after that barely legal..."
She cut herself off before she became too vulgar, though her wide, giddy smile said otherwise, knowing that soon, maybe within the next few days, clothes would be coming off everywhere. She really wanted to fuck Artemis, and she really wanted to see Percy break Athena's pride over his thick cock.
Speaking of the proud wisdom goddess, she only rolled her eyes at the goddess of love's antics, putting down her book with a slight smile playing on her lips as she remembered the day she herself had her maidenhood taken by the smoking hot Dark god. Hestia gushed over the twins, making sure that they were alright and that Percy hadn't been too harsh on them (he had), making the twins laugh and wave her off.
Artemis smiled at them, her silver eyes glimmering with happiness. "I'm happy for you two. Your vows of maidenhood were taken too rashly, and I had never expected it to last for long. I am only relieved that you have found your home with us, with Percy, and not some unknown stranger."
In all their excitement, they had all forgotten about the third member of the Little Big Three, who would understandably feel jealous and left out at the fact that the twins had hogged their crush all to themselves, excluding their sister in all but blood.
Neo gasped dramatically at the blatant betrayal she faced, almost falling over herself as she crawled over to Rose and Violet, who were sitting side by side as usual, almost throwing herself at them in her desperation. Tears erupted from her electric blue eyes dramatically as she wailed loudly. "You said that we will lose our virginity together! Now what will happen to me?"
Percy snorted in his mug of steaming hot coffee, a small smile playing on his lips as he took a strong sip, giving himself a dark liquid moustache. "I didn't think that anybody would ever promise to lose their virginity together. That's a new one."
"Oh shut up, Percy." Violet rolled her eyes at him, apparently having forgotten how Percy had tried to discipline her last night. Or maybe not, considering how she kept shifting uncomfortably in her seat, her ass undoubtedly sore still.
"Big brother!" Neo left the twins to their own devices as she flung herself at Percy instead, making the other girls laugh loudly. "Look at how they are glowing! Fuck, they look like goddesses!" She batted her eyelashes flirtatiously at him. "I want to look like that, too."
"Oh no you don't." Before Percy had any opportunity to respond to her advances, Thalia interrupted their conversation, physically inserting herself between them as she pushed the two apart. "I'm not letting anything like that happen. Nope, not in a thousand years. You stay away from my little sister, Percy."
She glared at him with her electric blue eyes as if Neo's crush was somehow his fault, her silky black hair crackling with electricity as she shocked him slightly, jabbing her finger sharply into his arm.
Percy just laughed loudly at her as he jerked back, rubbing his arm where she had shocked him, not really hurt.
"Fuck off, sis!" Neo flipped Thalia off, making her eye twitch in annoyance.
"Neo, you don't know what you're doing," Thalia warned her.
Athena continued to watch the exchange, her grey eyes shining with amusement as she watched Thalia's overprotective older sister act, not bothering to step in as she saw Artemis prepare to do so, fighting to keep the small smile off her lips.
"Listen here, I'm not letting you sleep with Percy. Not now, not ever." Thalia explained slowly, as if talking to a small child. "Percy can do with his little sisters what he wants, he can be as irresponsible as he wants, but I'm not letting you go anywhere near him, and that's final."
Her words contained a small hint of steel in them, which understandably set Neo off. She was, after all, Thalia's half-sister, and the children of Zeus had notoriously short tempers, and the fact that she was already feeling very hurt at the actions of the twins, maybe didn't help her case, as she boiled over in seething anger.
"Oh fuck you, you big-titted cow!" Neo's voice was rising steadily as she stood up from her seat on the floor, ready to shout at Thalia and putting everyone on edge, as they saw Thalia bristle at the insult, her expression relatively calm, though her true rage was revealed by the flickers of lightning that licked along her pale skin. "I know for a fact that you cashed in a favour with Aphrodite to replace your flat chest with these bags of fucking meat! And of course, you used that to seduce Percy, so stop talking to me like you're a fucking saint, you fucking icon of irresponsibility!"
Neo reared back abruptly at the loud gasps that rang out in the otherwise silent room, snapping her mouth shut as realisation slowly crept in as to who she had just shouted at, and what she had said. For a moment, she seemed ready to apologise, before the typical pride of the children of Zeus kicked in and her eyes hardened, fully believing that she had just said the right thing, maybe not in the best way, but she was in the right.
Thalia breathed deeply, trying to calm her rage in a futile exercise. She was anything but calm as she ground out through gritted teeth, her voice steady and cold. "I am your older sister, Neo, and I don't want you going anywhere near Perseus." Percy, who had been relaxed all this time, even laughing at the exchange, seemed struck by her words, his back straightening as he sat up, looking at Thalia intensely. She didn't seem to care, nor notice, as she continued ranting. "You aren't old enough yet to realise what you want, you can't make sensible decisions on your own yet."
"I'm eighteen, what more do you want!" Neo cried, almost pleading, her electric blue eyes beginning to glisten with unshed tears, but Thalia wasn't budging. "Eighteen is hardly the age of utter responsibility, Neo. I know you've been pining after Jackson for a while now, but I'll be the responsible adult here," she shot a withering glare towards Aphrodite, whose smile was dimming in small increments, "and say no, because what you have is a silly childhood crush that you'll get over soon. And that's because I'm the good sibling here, and I know what you want and you don't, and I know what'll hurt you and what will not."
Thalia breathed deeply, trying to calm herself, "As for Rose and Violet, I have always tried to keep them in line, but now, I have washed my hands off them. Percy is their big brother, and he's a bad brother who doesn't know how to say no, but I'll not interfere in their affairs. They're siblings, and as far as I'm concerned, they can engage in whatever incest thing that they find hot, but I won't have any part in that, and neither will you. I'm your older sibling, and your only sibling here, not Violet, not Rose, and certainly NOT Jackson."
"No, you're wrong!" Neo screamed at her, her voice slightly shaky, and Percy moved to interrupt.
"Shut up, Jackson! No one wants to listen to your shenanigans right now!" Thalia whirled on him, her glare intensifying as she stared down at the Dark god, apparently feeling that making him the target of her wrath was the much easier choice in that situation. He was used to it, after all.
Percy cringed away from her, feeling the very air near her being electrified. His hair stood on end as he was faced with a very angry daughter of Zeus, who was slowly beginning to hyperventilate, her eyes tinged pink as she tried to fight the tears welling up.
"I'm the right one here." Her voice was low and dangerous, almost on the verge of breaking as she tried to blink away the tears, not allowing anyone to see the weakness that bled through her rage. "You're a bad brother, Percy, for not realising what your sisters want and need. They do not understand what they want, not right now, when all they have ever experienced is you, you, and fucking you. You're taking advantage of them and their naïvety to sleep with them, Jackson. And that makes you a bad human being, for not realising when to put your foot down and say no, even if that is to protect your own sisters."
She drew a shaky breath, her fists balling at her sides. "I'll not let Neo fall down the same rabbit hole and fall in love with you. No. She has just turned eighteen, and she has a lot to experience before she really understands herself. I am gonna be the responsible adult here, and say, NO."
"Thals, Neo isn't a minor anymore." Percy crossed his arms, staring up at her as she stood over him. "She can make her own decisions. Heck, we have been making harder and tougher decisions ever since we were eleven. You decided to die to save Luke and Annabeth, that was much tougher than this will ever be- this is just stupid fucking sex and nothing more. We're family, nothing will ever change that."
"This is different."
"Aphrodite understands this the best-"
He was cut off.
"I'm not gonna take advice about my little sister from an obsessive nymphomaniac whore and known home wrecker." Thalia threw a glare at the love goddess, before whirling towards her sister. "You need to choose, Neo. Me or Percy? Your sister, or this asshole?"
She jabbed a finger back at Percy, staring down at her sister with an intimidating glare. The younger daughter of Zeus seemed to cower beneath her, making herself seem smaller than she was, and unable to choose between them.
"Thalia, stand down," Artemis commanded her lieutenant, standing up and preparing to put a stop to the nonsense that was happening.
"You stay out of this, Artemis." Thalia threatened her, making her halt in her steps. Maybe she would have found some confidence if the daughter of Zeus had shouted at her, or cursed her, but it was the utterly cold, low growl that escaped her that gave her pause, making her rethink her next steps. "This is my family business, you have no right to interfere... And if you do, maybe the world will see who is stronger, the Olympian Artemis, or her subordinate."
Percy's gaze hardened at that, his jaw tensing as he gritted his teeth, standing up and laying a strong, firm hand on Thalia's shoulder.
"That is enough, Thalia." He squeezed her shoulder, ignoring the agonizing feeling of his hand going numb with the electric shock that she gave him, "Threatening and insulting the others, is of no use. I do not understand what you're feeling right now, not truly, but I know you, and I know that you yourself do not know what you're thinking right now. You're angry and frustrated, Thalia, not a good mind to think and make correct decisions. What I do know, however- the little bit of the world that I do know, in all my stupidity- is that we are warriors, and we understand ourselves best on the battlefield. Maybe crossing blades would give us some understanding of each other, and get you out of whatever mood you're in."
He let her go, feeling her relax slightly beneath his touch, not as tense and jumpy as she was before. "Me and Thalia. In the dojo, alone. Then we will continue this discussion at dinner."
That was that, Percy had said the final word, a sensible word for once, and he sat back down, intent on finishing his too-sugary breakfast first before he left to deal with the wayward daughter of Zeus. Hestia stared worriedly at him for a moment, attempting to say something but then thought better of it, watching Percy finish his breakfast in silence, his head hung low as he was forced to contemplate over his own actions the previous night, unable to completely shake off Thalia's words. The twins had really wanted it, and their happiness was as genuine as they came, but still, he couldn't help but think that he was taking advantage of them in some way.
Zeus took advantage of his sisters as well, and Percy refused to become anything like that bastard.
Thalia stared at him, brooding in his silence, her electric blue eyes glistening as she tried to swallow the turbulent emotions that she was feeling, torn between standing her ground and apologizing to Percy that she had been too harsh on him. It was true, the twins had been wanting to get into his pants for a couple of years now, and Thalia had known that sooner or later it would happen, but...
She hung her head, unable to meet the disappointed gazes that Artemis, Reyna and Phoebe sent her way, unable to meet the twins' guilty looks as they ate in silence, unable to feel anything but sorrow at what their lust had done to the otherwise happy family.
She had ruined everything, she had turned the twins' bright smiles into regretful frowns. She had done that, not Percy.
But one look at Neo, with her electric blue eyes, porcelain skin and black hair, highlighted with a streak of neon blue, and Thalia couldn't help but feel that she had made the right decision.
Yes, she was right.
Her heart trembled as she entered the indoor dojo an hour later, ready to have her sparring bout with Percy, kinda looking forward to the rush of adrenaline and the feeling of fighting tooth and nail to win against the Dark god, but at the same time, dreading the confrontation that was about to come.
She closed the door behind her with a soft, barely audible click, her eyes focused on Percy's silent form on the bench towards the side. He was hunched over, with his elbows on his knees and his head hung, staring at the ground in silence. His long, raven hair framed his face and his loose, baggy vest did nothing to hide his muscles, practically revealing his heavily tattooed chest and strong arms for her to ogle at.
Thalia gulped, feeling slightly nervous as she walked up to him, not making a single sound, yet knowing that he had noticed her all the same, despite his silence. She wished he would say something, anything- even if he shouted at her or made the situation even more awkward than it already was, but she just desperately wanted him to acknowledge her, but he didn't.
"Percy." She immediately regretted the way her voice broke on his name, her lips parted as she tried to apologise, but choked on her words, unable to make a single sound.
He seemed to understand her silence, as he glanced up at her, smiling softly at her and soothing her nerves somewhat. His delicious lips curled into a bright, soothing smile, if a bit melancholy as he still grappled with what he had done, and he stood up, spreading his arms and offering her a silent hug, which Thalia accepted gratefully, with a sigh of sheer bliss as she sank into his arms, enjoying his gentle warmth, the way he held her, making her feel so small and utterly dominating her senses with his sheer presence, yet so strong and comforting.
They held the embrace for a few more moments, as Thalia slowly loosened, burying her face in his broad, warm chest and breathing in his scent that made her feel so lightheaded and intoxicated, before Percy let go, softly smiling down at her. "Are you ready, Thalia? I won't hold back."
She resisted the urge to sniffle, blinking away the rising emotions and swallowing the lump in her throat as she nodded shakily, offering him a slight, watery smile. "I won't hold back either, Jackson, I just hope that you will survive this bout of kick-ass I'm going to dish out for you."
"I'll be looking forward to it." He smiled at her, slowly backing away as he held out his hand, summoning his axe to his hand. There was a little sonic boom which Thalia had grown used to, as the axe came whirling out of nowhere, and Percy grunted slightly as he caught it perfectly, recoiling slightly from the sheer force of the axe.
Thalia followed his example, tapping the bracelet on her wrist and summoning Aegis, which came to life with a loud sound of metal expanding rapidly and a shower of sparks as the Celestial Bronze shield, with the visage of a snarling Medusa emblazoned on it, came into being. She held out her other hand, flexing her wrist and summoning her faithful, electrified spear, which she held defensively against her shield, ignoring the shower of sparks and crackling arcs of electricity that danced across the metal.
"Anytime you're ready, Jackson," Thalia whispered, her voice low and dangerous as she remembered what she was fighting for.
Percy just smiled back at her in the stupid way of his, before he flipped the little woodcutter's axe in his hand, again catching it perfectly on the curved handle and throwing it at her.
That caught her completely off guard as she had been expecting Percy to charge and engage her in close-quarters combat, what he specialised in, after all, and Thalia's eyes widened at the sheer speed of the throw, leaving her little time to dodge.
She threw her shield up instead with a yelp at the axe aimed right at her head, bracing herself with both arms as the axe bounced loudly off her shield, making her grunt at the sheer force behind his throw as she dug in her feet, bending her knees to brace herself from the impact.
She immediately put the shield down, knowing that Percy would take advantage of her momentary blindness, but it was not so. He had treated the throw as just an experimental bout, maybe to test her reflexes.
"You've grown slow, Thalia." His voice was deep, a low rumbling in his chest as he looked at her, high on the thrill and anticipation of battle. "But I guess, so have I. We have grown lazy."
He held his hand out, summoning his axe to his hand again, and Thalia was left wondering how he could just catch the axe, flying with enough force to shatter skulls, with his bare hands. And that just made her feel internally grateful that she had chosen to block instead of dodge, because while that axe was in this shrunken form, she had to watch out for both Percy and Doomslayer, which could move independently through the air. And if he did decide to expand Doomslayer to its original form of a double-handed battleaxe, it would certainly hamper his mobility -if not his agility- but he could more than make up for that with his sheer strength, a true defensive tank, built to take hits on the frontline and crunch skulls through sheer brutality.
She didn't know whether she preferred this woodcutter's axe, which made her constantly look over her shoulder, or the battleaxe, with which he could simply wipe the floor with her, through his sheer, brutish strength.
Percy smiled at her, enjoying the slight nervousness that bled through her tough exterior, as he again tossed his axe in his hand playfully, catching it perfectly in his hand before throwing it at her again.
This time he didn't wait for her reaction, however, as he charged towards her immediately like the Minotaur high on crack, his bare feet leaving cracks on the ground with the sheer force of his steps.
Thalia seemed to know what he was about to do, however, as she rolled out of the way of his axe, leaving him to summon it back again before he finally met her in close quarters.
Percy quickly ducked to dodge her spear, but it didn't help Thalia as he was now in full quarterback tackle pose, ready to put a dent in Aegis as he collided with the Celestial Bronze, making her grunt slightly from the impact.
Thalia seemed to understand, however, that she couldn't win against him in strength, as she jumped away, bringing her spear back before jabbing at Percy again.
He again weaved to the side, raising his axe and hooking the spear's shaft with the curved axe head, pulling it away from him as he closed in on Thalia again, quickly withdrawing his axe and slashing down at her. She blocked the hit, raising her shield and making the blade bounce off its edge harmlessly, the sharp clang of metal on metal ringing through the otherwise silent dojo as Percy Spartan kicked her shield, pushing her back further before he dropped to the ground, swiping at her feet with his outstretched leg.
She jumped over his swipe, using her spear as a pole vault to jump over his body and landing quickly on her feet, swiping her spear again at his blind spot but in vain, as he rolled away from the blow.
It was her turn to go on the offensive, as she set up a quick barrage of slashes and jabs with her sharp spear, intent on winning without using her powers over lightning. Percy was on the back foot, barely able to keep up with the superhuman speed and agility that came with being one of Artemis' blessed, and it was all he could do to dodge and weave, redirecting the few attacks that he couldn't dodge with his axe.
He breathed deeply, ready to push back against her again, as he jumped back, putting a few feet between them before he threw his axe again, dashing in immediately after.
Thalia was growing more and more confident with her movements, as she just inclined her head, letting his axe pass by harmlessly, and Percy gritted his teeth, reaching out with his hand to summon it back to him.
He caught the axe right at the moment Thalia intercepted his charge with a sharp jab of her spear, easily tapping away the sharp tip with his own blade before he got in close to her face, not stopping his movements as he executed a sharp manoeuvre, withdrawing his blade and using the flat of his palm to slap away her shield, exploiting her long range for his own advantage as his blade sliced through thin air, missing her cheek by mere inches, making her jerk back again in an effort to regain her footing.
It was a game of cat and mouse at that point, with Thalia trying to keep Percy at bay with the long range of his spear, and him constantly abusing his notoriously reckless charges and axe throws to keep getting up close and personal, making her engage his axe with her shield, which was taking quite the battering, both from the sheer strength behind his blows, and the sharp blade of his axe slowly, but surely beginning to cause am indent in the otherwise smooth metal. Her shield arm was also getting tired, surely, from all the blows she was tanking- even Percy would have begun to tire at that rate.
But what Thalia lacked in strength, she more than made up for in speed, stamina and endurance, besides her obvious, characteristic sheer fucking will.
Thus it was, despite her taking quite the battering, by the time Percy was panting heavily, with beads of sweat dripping from his brow and soaking his vest until it stuck to his chiselled body, Thalia had barely begun to breathe heavily. Well, he was dancing around her more, and Thalia had taken a stationary, tank position, something that would have led to her immediate loss if he hadn't been so obsessed with fighting her with his short axe.
Unfortunately, Percy seemed to understand it almost as well as she did, as the next slash he did, was no longer a small, single-handed slash of a small axe, but the great, devastating blow from his double-handed battleaxe. Thalia yelped, surprised by the sudden switch in his weapon, jumping away quickly to avoid the blow which she knew was completely capable of cleaving her body in half.
Percy grunted slightly, stopping mid-swing as he brought back his battleaxe, adjusting his grip so that he was holding the intricately carved Imperial Gold handle with both hands.
"Hey, that's cheating!" Thalia whined, stamping her feet in a childish imitation of her usual tantrums. "I'm only using my spear!"
"And your shield," Percy added, a small, dark smile tugging at his lips as he lowered his body slightly, ready to charge at her again. "So that makes it completely understandable that I would be able to use two weapons as well, and you're just lucky I chose not to dual wield Anaklusmos and Doomslayer together... Or do you want that?"
Thalia poured, remembering the spar they had had a few months back, with Percy dual-wielding Anaklusmos in his right and his axe, in woodcutter axe form, in his left. He had managed to put down Athena, Artemis, herself, Reyna and Phoebe all alone with that, telling them that the Destroyer hadn't been slacking off with his continuous training, no matter how much he whined that he was getting lazy.
"No." She pouted, sulking slightly as she raised her spear again, knowing that now, she had no option but to dodge, since her shield arm was getting tired, and her spear wouldn't be able to stand up to Doomslayer in a head-on duel, and she could just sneak in a couple of attacks here and there in an attempt to slow him down with gradual damage.
Eh, she had been enjoying standing still in a battle for once. Usually, it was Percy standing still and taking all their attacks like a fucking tank, while they danced around him, dodging and staying just out of his reach.
She was brought back into the present as Percy charged at her, slashing down with his axe again. Thalia gritted her teeth, jumping back again even as the blade lodged deep in the ground where she had been mere moments earlier, knowing that she had her back to the wall now and would have to face him sooner or later if she wanted to escape from that corner again. Slick bastard, he had been herding her into a corner with the earlier attacks, waiting for her to tire down until he could finish her off with a single blow of his battleaxe.
If she had any hope to use his blade stuck in the ground to attack him, it was dashed against the wall as he merely jerked his blade back, treating the solid rock as if it was little more than butter.
Thalia smiled nervously, watching him close in on her, his frame tall and hulking above her, his large hands which could, and had, manhandled her body in whatever way he wanted, wrapped around the thick Imperial Gold of Doomslayer's handle, the double-edged battleaxe almost as tall as her, and quite intimidating.
This was going to be painful.
It was several rounds, and several hours later, long after lunchtime had passed and their stomachs groaned loudly in hunger, with their muscles aching and their bones sore, when pain shot through their tired feet with every step that they took, that Thalia finally conceded her defeat.
Percy smiled weakly at her, feeling his muscles tremble in exhaustion from the long spar, cramps threatening to set in as he panted heavily, his muscles finally collecting on their oxygen debt as he crashed to the ground beside the daughter of Zeus, who was lying flat on the ground, panting as heavily as him.
Somewhere in the middle, she had ditched her t-shirt, and now, she was clad only in her sports bra and shorts, a sight that Percy found that he didn't mind at all.
He loved looking at the sweat rolling down her flawless, ivory skin, the way the soft skin of her toned stomach glistened and the way her ample breasts strained against her restraining bra, jiggling softly with every breath that she took.
If the situation had been otherwise, Percy would have touched her stomach and teased her with gentle strokes, maybe he would have licked the beads of sweat off the top of her creamy breasts, but not now.
As it was, he merely smiled down at her, noting the soft, self-deprecating smile on her pink lips, even as a few tears leaked from her eyes, rolling down and mixing with the sweat that glistened on her cheeks.
He couldn't help but laugh loudly as he leaned in closer, pressing his lips to her forehead protectively, his strong arms wrapping around her shoulders and drawing her closer, letting her hiccup and cry on his sweaty shoulder. Thalia obliged him, wrapping her arms around his torso as she buried her face in his t-shirt, not minding the fact that it was smelly and soaked with his sweat as she began crying silently.
"I guess you'll fuck Neo, now." Her voice was quiet and trembling when she emerged from his chest a few minutes later, her cute little nose red and puffy, and her electric blue eyes bloodshot.
Percy laughed. "No, Thalia. I'll not sleep with Neo unless you're completely okay with it. This spar was nothing but a spar, this was not a fight to see who was right or wrong. That is not the way we do things."
Even though they were extremely hot from all the training, and sweaty and messy, and it probably sucked to cuddle right then, Percy couldn't help but draw Thalia into his lap, enjoying the way she snuggled deeper into him, her small body fitting perfectly into his as they hugged, with her hiding her face in his chest as he leaned his back against the wall. Percy entangled his fingers through her messy, raven hair, softly massaging her scalp and cooing sweet nothings to her.
"You can take all the time in the world to get ready for this, Thalia. I'll wait as long as you need..."
"It is very hard for me, Percy." He was proud of her for opening up in such a way, in a way that he never could, not even to Annabeth. "I have lost everyone I ever considered a family. First was my mother, then Luke, Annabeth... I lost Jason twice. And now... I felt very hurt when the twins slept with you, I felt like you were taking them away from me, and I don't want to lose Neo as well."
"I'm not taking anyone away, Thalia. We are all family here, we will always be." He hugged her tighter, resting his head on top of hers and ensuring that she was perfectly cocooned in his larger, stronger body. "You aren't going to lose anybody, not anymore."
"I know that." She sniffled loudly. "It's just hard... I'm sorry."
"There's nothing to be sorry about." He repeated, kissing her forehead gently. "I'm here for you, we can stay here for as long as you like."
She smiled into his chest, pressing her lips softly against his soaked shirt.
"I love you, Percy."
AN: The beginning seems to be a bit... eh, but I think this chapter turned out alright. Comment your thoughts on this one, and who do you think will get a scene in the next?
Also, I initially thought that I would update this till chapter 85 and then return to DSM, but now, I feel like it would just be a waste to destroy my momentum and so, you'll get till chapter 90, before I go on another hiatus to update DSM. Rejoice!
Keep calm and headbang!