Set a few months after HoO where Percy and Annabeth are just being their normal selves, enjoying a couple make-out sessions here and there...and Aphrodite just has to meddle in their love lives again. Percy and Annabeth are pretty much all recovered from Tartarus but they still don't like being without one another and get nervous when someone explicitly mentions it. :) Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and The Olympians nor am I Rick Riordan so please don't sue me :(
I slanted my lips over hers, my soul leaving my body as it was set on fire by Annabeth's flaming touch everywhere, her hands tangled in my hair, my shoulders, my chest-
Everything went cold and still as she ghosted her fingers over my previous Achilles spot. My brain seemed to melt and my eyes rolled back into my head as a lightning bolt seemed to thunder through my body, like Zeus had shocked me. Yet it was so pleasurable, so incredibly divine that I let out a loud and throaty moan, my body turning into jelly as I struggled to gather what little wits I still had. The small of my back, after all this time, was still as sensitive as ever. Somehow, it still felt like I had the Curse of Achilles. The small of my back still felt like my one vulnerable point, even though it really wasn't. And for some reason, when Annabeth touched it it feltso good,the feeling of someone knowing me so well that they could pinpoint my weakness in a second, be able to take me down with a single touch, but they wouldn't. I trusted Annabeth possibly more than I trusted myself. If anyone else had touched my Achilles heel, I would've probably had Riptide at their throat, my back throbbing with an unpleasant itchy sensation that pulsated with tingling pain. But Annabeth...Annabeth was my realweakness, and I loved it. I loved being able to submit to her Athenian will and know that I was safe and she had all of the control and could do whatever she wanted to me-that I didn't have to be Percy Jackson, Savior of Olympus. I could be Percy Jackson, Annabeth's boyfriend. Still, some part of me-maybe it was my rebellious nature-refused to let her dominate me, no matter how good it felt.
Shaking out of my pleasure-induced stupor, I moved my lips to the soft skin behind her ear and in between her neck and jaw, sucking and kissing there until I left a slightly purple-red mark. I nipped at her collarbone and smirked when I heard her moan. It eventually became a game, a fight to see who could dominate the other first. Oh, and how good did it feel to fight and lose miserably...
She pinned my tongue under hers and plundered my mouth, trailing her hands down my now bare chest. Rivulets of fire seemed to follow her tingling touch and if I didn't feel so alive I was sure I would be dead.
"Mmm-Annabeth~" I groaned, my voice coming out much needier than I would've liked to appear in front of my girlfriend, who loved to tease me into utter submission.
"Yes, Seaweed Brain?" She asked innocently, her shirt riding up and breasts pressed up against my torso in a much naughtier context.
"I-I love-mm-y-ah~" I struggled out as she went back to kissing my neck. "Y-you-"
A flash of rose golden light illuminated Cabin Three, filling the cabin that usually smelled like the beach with a suspicious aroma of champagne and rose petals.
"Gah!" Annabeth shrieked, rolling off of me. Thankfully, she was still wearing a lacy bra and sweatpants, and besides my jeans hanging a bit low on my hips I was only shirtless.
"L-Lady Aphrodite," I spluttered, tossing Annabeth her orange CHB shirt and throwing on my own, buckling my belt tighter in the process.
"Oh, if it isn't my favorite couple!" Aphrodite squealed giddily, clapping her well-manicured hands together.
"Aphrodite," Annabeth grumbled under her breath.
"Hey, no offense or anything-but why are you here?" I asked.
Aphrodite laughed as if she was about to bestow torture upon us. "Well, things are just so boring now that the war's over! And, dear Perseus, I did promise I would make your love life interesting! Toodles, then! Enjoy my gift!"
She disappeared in a shower of rose petals, one of which fell to balance delicately on Annabeth's nose. I plucked it off with my teeth and (attempted) to wink seductively at her. She laughed and punched me in the arm.
"The mood's already ruined, idiot," she said.
Suddenly, a bright flash of pink engulfed us and glittery smoke made a cloud that engulfed the whole cabin.
"Don't breathe it in!" Annabeth yelled. "I know what that is! It's-"
Oops.
I breathed it in.
Annabeth frantically tried to make me un-inhale the air I had just inhaled, but in the process she ran out of air and couldn't hold her breath any longer. She gulped in large breaths, her face red from not breathing for so long.
"Well, so much for that plan," I said as the smoke dissipated, allowing me to see Annabeth clearly. When I did, I gasped. It was still the same old Annabeth...but why did I feel such a strong urge to jump her right now? My brain felt foggy...but something wasn't right. This lust for Annabeth...it felt somehow unnatural. Something told me that I should be resisting these urges, but I started moving towards her, backing her up against the wall and pinning her arms to her sides.
"P-Percy," Annabeth choked out. "You have to fight it. That smoke...it's a lust spell from Aphrodite."
The mention of the goddess snapped me out of the haze. "What?"
Annabeth sat down on my bed. "It's supposed to make couples incredibly attracted to one another...physically. Like infatuation that seizes you...usually Aphrodite will use this spell to get couples together or when she wants to create a couple. But we're already...you know...together, so the infatuation you feel will be different from the normal attraction."
A small piece of paper floated down from the air.
Try and resist as best you can! *winky face*
"Curse Aphrodite," I muttered.
Annabeth laughed. "I don't know how long it will last, but I'm sure there's a remedy to make the effects lessen until the spell completely wears off."
"Should we go tell Chiron?"
"Well, first we'd have to explain why we were alone...in your cabin..."
I felt a wave of lust wash over me again. Aphrodite's spell...and suddenly I couldn't stop myself from ogling Annabeth's legs...
She snapped her fingers in front of my face.
"Yeah," I said, "Let's go see Chiron."
Chiron looked at us with an expression of both amusement, annoyance, and disappointment. We looked bad, I know. Our lips were swollen, Annabeth had left a large hickey on my neck, and our hair was severely messed up.
"Soooo...It's a long story," I began.
"Drink this," Chiron said, handing each of us a mug full of weird green goop.
"Well, that looks appetizing," I commented sarcastically. "Cheers?"
Annabeth touched her mug to mine and we downed the whole thing, finishing with sour expressions on our faces.
"Yuck," I said.
"Bleagh," Annabeth agreed.
Chiron chuckled. "This spell is a particularly strong one, so I'm afraid that the best this antidote can do is create gaps in the enchantment period. You'll only be affected occasionally up until the spell wears off...and kitchen duty for two months for violating camp rules!"
We groaned and trudged out of the Big House, holding hands.
Freaking Aphrodite...
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Yeah, this one's a bit more on the mature side. Fluff to come I promise!
-beanxlin