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The night was a little hot. Some campers were still walking around the camp without a care, chatting and laughing as they headed toward their respective cabins. It was almost curfew, which meant no one was allowed to be outside their cabin unless it was an emergency; otherwise, the harpies had every right to devour anyone who didn’t follow the rules. And Annabeth knew that perfectly well.
She had arrived at camp a couple of days ago and was starting to feel a little at home. She had spent most of her time in the arena training, keeping her mind distracted for a while from everything she had lived through before. She had also helped Chiron with other things and wrapped herself up in her own little bubble, making some sketches of structures she had had in mind for a long time.
Her mind was busy 24/7, and she knew why. Percy hadn’t arrived at camp at the same time as she had because of school, and during that, she couldn’t stop thinking about her boyfriend.
But that day had finally come: Percy had returned today. Still, she had been so busy helping Chiron with some things he had assigned her that she didn’t get a single moment to breathe, and she couldn’t run into her boyfriend at all.
So there she was, waiting until the last camper in her cabin was asleep so she could carry out her plan. In her hand she held that precious cap, the one that would help her sneak around without any trouble.
“Good night, Annabeth,” several of her half-siblings said as they settled into their beds.
“Good night,” she replied.
After making sure no one would see her, she slowly got out of bed, placed some pillows under the sheet to make it look like she was still sleeping, and put on the cap. Then she disappeared.
She managed to open the door without waking anyone and started walking down the path, which was already deserted. From time to time she could see a few harpies wandering through the woods, and she hoped they wouldn’t notice her. In some of the cabins, voices and laughter could still be heard, with the lights on.
After a few minutes, she finally reached Cabin 3, where only one person was inside. She walked up to the door and knocked softly. She waited a few seconds, and then it opened. There, in front of her, was her boyfriend, wearing only some sleep pants and his black hair was a little messy.
The boy peeked out from behind the door and frowned when he didn’t see anyone.
“Hello?”
He stepped out a little more to look both ways, and when he left enough space, Annabeth took the chance to slip in and sit on his bed. The boy, confused, closed the door and scratched the back of his neck. Annabeth took off the cap and crossed her legs and arms, waiting for her boyfriend to notice her.
“No good-night kisses, seaweed brain?” she asked mischievously.
Percy jumped back and put a hand to his chest as he looked at her, scared and surprised at the same time. He almost slipped on Riptide, which was lying on the floor.
“But what… Annabeth? What are you doing here?”
“Hi, Annabeth, how have you been? I really wanted to see you,” the girl said with a serious but playful expression.
The boy was still staring at her, but he shook his head and smiled nervously.
“Sorry, it’s just… I didn’t expect you to come.”
“Surprise,” she said with a slightly sarcastic tone.
Percy moved closer, more relaxed now, and stood in front of her, leaning down to be at her level. He cupped her face in both hands and looked at her with a big, boyish smile.
“I missed you so much, wise girl.” he said before kissing her.
That contact was soft and comforting for Annabeth. After several days, she could finally feel again the lips of the boy she was hopelessly in love with. She wrapped her arms around his neck and played with a few rebellious strands of his hair.
Minutes later they pulled apart to catch their breath. Annabeth took the chance to look at him. Percy had changed a lot physically over the past year, and she couldn’t stop staring at him. He had started to gain muscle, and his boyish features were almost gone. Now, seeing him shirtless in front of her, she noticed it even more.
He had always been attractive, but now his jaw was more defined, giving him a more sensual look. His arms looked stronger, with more defined biceps. His chest was more built, and so was his abdomen, where the beginning of abs could already be seen. At the edge of his pants she could notice that more pronounced V-line, which was driving her crazy. She felt warmer.
“Enjoying the view, Beth?” he asked with a flirty smile.
She looked at him and rolled her eyes.
“Such a show-off, Jackson.”
“Hey, you know I don’t judge. You can admire all you want. It’s part of the deal of being your boyfriend,” he said as he grabbed her thighs and lifted her, making Annabeth let out a small squeak.
“Put me down, idiot,” she murmured, wrapping her legs around his hips and her arms around his neck.
Percy walked to his bed and gently laid her down on the mattress, neither of them breaking eye contact. He hovered over her and started placing soft kisses on her face. Annabeth closed her eyes at the feeling of her boyfriend’s warm lips on her skin.
“You didn’t answer my question,” Percy said between kisses. “What are you doing here?”
“Isn’t it obvious? I wanted to see you,” she whispered, keeping her eyes closed. “I spent all day helping Chiron and…” she sighed as Percy’s lips moved down to her neck “…I couldn’t welcome you.”
“But you’re doing it right now, even though…” he lowered his body a bit and rolled his hips against hers, making both of them sigh “…it’s against the rules.”
The blonde girl arched her back slightly and tilted her neck to give him more access.
“No one saw me, no one will notice,” she said as her hands slid down his broad back. “I’ll just stay for a while.”
Percy moved down to her collarbones “Mmm, no,” he said, repeating the same movement with his hips. “Stay all night.”
“I can’t, I’ll get caught,” she sighed softly as she felt her boyfriend’s movements against her pelvis. That familiar tingle always came back when she was this close to Percy.
“Not if you leave early,” his hand slipped under Annabeth’s shirt and started tracing little circles on her waist. “Unless you just came so we could talk and then…” his hand moved higher and he pressed one of her nipples shamelessly.
Annabeth inhaled sharply at the contact. “Fuck rules… I need you.”
She didn’t waste a second. She grabbed his face and crashed her lips against his. The kiss was no longer soft; it was hungry. They both fought for control, but Percy gave in and let her take it, adjusting her better on the bed.
The atmosphere in the cabin changed; it became more intimate, their breathing quickening as they kissed and explored. Suddenly, Percy pulled Annabeth’s shirt off and tossed it somewhere. She felt her boyfriend’s heated gaze on her and couldn’t help but blush.
“Have I told you how much I love you?” Percy asked, licking his lips.
“You don’t tell me enough lately,” Annabeth lied. She knew perfectly well how much he loved her.
“I love you, I love you, I love you,” he repeated while kissing her body. “I’ll never get tired of saying it. I’m madly in love with you, Annabeth.”
“And I’m in love with you too, Percy.”
He kissed her collarbone and then moved down to her breasts, stopping to play with her nipples. They had grown since last summer, and since then Percy always took his time with them, pulling sighs from her. Annabeth closed her eyes at the feeling of his lips on her skin, then felt him slowly move down to her legs. She watched him smile at her.
Percy removed her sleep shorts and socks and gently kissed the inside of her thighs. He traced a trail of wet kisses until he reached the place Annabeth was aching for. She shifted and held his gaze; she wasn’t sure how to read that expression, but she felt heat in her cheeks at the way those green eyes were looking at her.
“Can I?” Percy asked, playing with the ribbons of her underwear.
She could only nod. His warm breath against her skin was driving her insane. She felt him take the sides of the fabric and, slowly, without breaking eye contact, pull it off and let it fall to the floor. Annabeth watched everything closely and brought a hand to her mouth to stifle the moan that escaped when she felt Percy’s tongue. She squeezed her eyes shut at the wave of sensations from having him so close.
“Percy…” she whispered when she opened her eyes and saw him completely focused on what he was doing. He made a certain movement with his tongue that made Annabeth moan louder this time, though she managed to muffle it again with her hand. “Gods, do that again… do it again.”
Percy always followed his girlfriend’s orders, and this wouldn’t be the exception, especially when it came to giving her an orgasm, so he repeated that movement over and over. Annabeth grabbed a handful of his hair, tightening her grip as the sensations overwhelmed her, still muffling her moans with her hand.
“Fuck, that feels so good.” Annabeth tilted her head to the side, eyes half-closed as she felt herself getting close, moving her hips to feel his tongue deeper. Then she looked at the ceiling of the big cabin and seconds later squeezed her eyes shut as her orgasm washed over her, making her clutch the pillow and his hair tightly.
She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Her breathing was ragged, her body feeling light, almost floating. Percy pulled away from between her legs and moved back toward her, but she stopped him before he could kiss her, sliding her thumb along his sharp jaw and wiping away the glistening substance.
She looked him in the eyes and brought her thumb to his lips. “Suck it.”
He took her finger shamelessly, doing as she told him without breaking eye contact. Percy then released her thumb and kissed her fiercely, not caring that her taste was still on his lips. Annabeth moved her hand down to his hip and pulled him closer to her, their bodies brushing together. They both moaned at the same time. She grabbed the elastic of Percy’s sleep pants and tried to pull them down.
“Ta… take this off.”
He did, and suddenly they were both naked, admiring each other. Annabeth let her eyes travel over her boyfriend’s body and bit her lip when she saw him hard, ready for her. It always impressed her, no matter how many times they had sex, how big he was.
She slid her hand down to the base of his length and started to move slowly, but he stopped her, kissing her neck desperately. He shook his head and looked at her. “Not now.”
“Why?” Annabeth tried again, but Percy stopped her again, grabbing her wrist and resting their foreheads together.
“Because…” he swallowed, eyes closing as if he were fighting himself, his breathing uneven.
Annabeth looked at him, understood, and smiled. “You’re about to come already, aren’t you?” she said in a low, excited voice.
“You can give me a blowjob before tomorrow’s chariot race if you really want,” Percy reached for the nightstand, opened a drawer, and pulled out a silver packet, bringing it to his mouth to tear it open with his teeth while staring at her with desire. “You know, for good luck.”
“You’re such a d—” Annabeth didn’t get to finish because, in one thrust, Percy was fully inside her and all she could do was moan. She wrapped her legs around his waist and let herself go.
Percy’s movements started slow but deep, making her feel like she was touching the stars. He was hot and thick, and she could feel her walls flutter around him as he moved in and out of her.
“Gods, Annabeth… you’re always so… tight,” he said, moaning as he pushed harder.
“Ah… Percy, don’t stop,” she could only moan, gripping the pillow as his thrusts grew stronger.
Suddenly, Percy lifted one of her legs and rested it on his shoulder. The change in angle drove Annabeth wild and she couldn’t help moaning louder, making Percy cover her mouth with one hand to keep her quiet; he didn’t want to wake the other campers or attract the harpies.
The bed creaked with their movements, the headboard hitting the wall as Percy’s hoarse moans and her muffled ones filled the cabin. He looked down at her, taking her in. Her blonde hair spread over the pillow, her eyes squeezed shut with tears slipping out, her breasts rising and falling with every thrust, her back arching beautifully with each spasm. She was a mess, and he loved being the one who made her that way.
When he felt they were both close, without pulling out, Percy lowered her leg, flipped them, and brought Annabeth on top of him. She barely had time to process the change, but she looked down at him with dilated pupils.
“Come on, wise girl, ride me the way only you can” he said, squeezing her waist to encourage her.
Annabeth tried to steady her breathing and placed her hands on his chest, starting to move. She threw her head back, biting her lip hard at how deep he felt from that position.
“Fuck, Percy.”
“Annabeth,” he moaned from below. “Keep going, babe, keep going.” He grabbed one of her breasts, making her moan as her movements grew faster.
Percy guided her hips down, his eyes focused on where they were joined. Annabeth followed his gaze and saw how slick he was with her wetness as he slid inside her. Watching him disappear into her made her moan.
She lifted her gaze and met Percy’s hungry, lust-filled eyes, and she couldn’t help but kiss him. She moaned into his mouth when he thrust up, hitting that spot that made her feel like she could go beyond Mount Olympus.
“Percy… I don’t think I can… anymore,” her voice was worn out from moaning.
Percy grabbed a fistful of her long blonde hair, pulling her closer, while his other hand slid down her spine to her ass, squeezing one cheek as he whispered in her ear.
“Then come for me, wise girl.”
He thrust up harder, feeling her tighten around him. Annabeth pressed her mouth to his ear and, when the pleasure finally peaked, she moaned his name and bit his earlobe as she felt the spasms inside her. She felt like she was touching the stars.
She let him use her until he reached his own orgasm, feeling his fingers digging into her hips, and that thought alone excited her. Percy’s thrusts became erratic, then he came into the condom, moaning her name over and over as he tried to catch his breath.
They locked eyes and smiled. Annabeth collapsed onto his chest, exhausted. She heard Percy’s heart racing, sure it matched her own. He brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear and caressed her cheek.
“If you’re always going to welcome me like this, I should leave more often.”
Annabeth laughed and kissed his skin, tracing little shapes on his chest as she caught her breath. She loved feeling like this with Percy. She loved knowing that, in that moment, it was just the two of them. After everything they’d been through—defeating monsters, fighting in the war, even falling into Tartarus and surviving—it gave her certainty that no matter what happened, they would always have each other.
After a while, Percy tossed the condom into the trash and made them more comfortable in bed. Annabeth turned on her side and felt his arms wrap around her waist, pulling her closer before he kissed her shoulder.
“I love you so much, seaweed brain,” she said in the dark. She didn’t know if he was still awake, but she wanted to tell him.
“I love you even more, wise girl,” he whispered in her ear, kissing the top of her head. Slowly, with the warmth of Percy’s body and his steady breathing, they both drifted off to sleep.
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Annabeth blinked slowly, adjusting to the light coming through the curtains. She looked around, still trying to fully wake up, and frowned when she noticed her cabin looked different. There were no bunks, just the bed she was in. No noise. The walls weren’t wooden but bluish. And… she felt strong arms around her.
Then she realized where she was and shot upright, feeling dizzy. She turned her head and saw Percy’s broad back, his face pressed into the pillow, a bit of drool on the fabric and his black hair a complete mess. He looked peaceful, sunlight hitting part of his face and…
It was daytime. The sun was up and she was still in Percy’s cabin, naked, her curly hair a mess, their clothes scattered around.
“Gods. This can’t be happening.”
“Annabeth?” Percy asked, his voice hoarse and sleepy.
She looked at him, horrified. “Percy, it’s daytime.”
“Mmm…” he stretched and smiled lazily. “What a nice way to wake up.”
Annabeth smacked his shoulder and jumped out of bed to get dressed. “You didn’t wake me up. It’s late and I’m not in my cabin, idiot.”
“But—”
Two knocks on the door made them both freeze.
“Good morning, Jackson. Cabin inspection” a voice called from outside.
“Shit,” they both said at the same time.