Who's voice is it?

It's Annabeth Chase! (finished!)

Chapter 3 by TheSpectator TheSpectator

Jackson didn’t have to spin around to confirm his suspensions. After the initial shock of hearing someone suddenly talking, he relaxed and then let all the air out from his lungs. “Annabeth, you oughta know what I’m doing out here.”

Chase laughed under her breath as she stripped out of her shoes to join her boyfriend. Percy adjusted himself and grabbed her hand as they lay beneath the stars.

“Seriously, you could get in trouble for being out here,” Annabeth said suddenly, this time more seriously.

“I have a knack for getting in trouble,” he squeezed her hand. “We’ve gotten into a ton of trouble together.”

Annabeth rolled her eyes, not bothering to attempt to hide the smile that crept upon her lips. They both laid on their backs, finding the constellations and pointing them out to each other. Of course, Annabeth was a little faster than Percy, but he didn’t mind it. He found her voice very enchanting that night.

Eventually, Annabeth shifted herself to be in a position that allowed her to be closer to Percy. Her head on his chest, their fingers joined and locked. Percy could smell Annabeth’s shampoo under all the camp’s distant scents. Pine, strawberry, wood smoke, and flowers.

Suddenly, all he could think about was Annabeth and the reasons why he came outside. He tried to focus on the stars, but pretty soon, his boner returned and throbbed dangerously near his girlfriend.

They hadn’t exactly had time to do anything intimate. It took forever for them even to start dating— and when they did, Percy had his brainwashed and put under Roman authority, which he guessed wasn’t all that bad all considering, but… he hadn’t had time to do anything “normal.”

Annabeth moved more, unlocking her fingers from her grasp and unintentionally brushing against his cock. They were both silent for a few seconds before she said something. “You’re disgusting.”

Percy couldn’t help but laugh at her comment. She didn’t try to get away from him, and she kept her hand near his thigh. “I…love you, Chase. I don’t know how a guy like me got entangled with a girl like you.”

“Don’t say that. You’re a great guy. Maybe even the best hero this camp has ever seen.” Annabeth assured him, bringing herself closer.

“You’re just saying that,” Percy said, only half-joking. “You’re smart, beautiful, and could do so much better.”

“I like you because you’re you.” Annabeth stood on her elbows to look at him. The gray of her eyes was intimidating in the dark lighting provided by the world. She continued. “You’re handsome, brave, a little annoying, but…you got everything I like. I don’t want better. I want you!”

Percy was about to protest, but she leaned in and kissed him.

“Wow,” Percy thought as they both closed their eyes. “She’s never kissed me like this before…”

He kissed her back and then moved up, not wanting to disengage the planted kiss Annabeth had just initiated. She sat on her knees while Percy got on his. Just then, he felt a sense of solid lust shoot through his system.

Annabeth fell backward and ended up in the sand as Percy pressed his advance on her. He wasn’t sure what went over him, but he rode his right up past her camp blood shirt and found her breasts uncovered. The feel of her warm mound against his palm made his spin— or maybe that was the slap Annabeth gave him that made his head spin.

“Percy!” Annabeth gasped, red-faced and sweaty. “What. Are. You. Doing?!”

Percy held a hand near his face and rubbed his cheek. “Touching you.”

Annabeth stared at him, completely dumbfounded. “We…we are…outside?”

Percy looked around and blinked. “You’re kidding me. I thought we were at Westover Hall.”

Annabeth’s face somehow flared brighter pink. “Listen here! If you have anything else in your head other than seaweed, you better take me somewhere more private than just doing this outside!”

It registered in Percy’s brain that Annabeth didn’t just reject him. She was actually looking for privacy…

…When he opened his mouth to say something, she pulsed her eyes, making it clear she was looking for a direct answer: no small talk or stupid questions.

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