Yes. Percy thinks differently. (not finished.)

“Wait, Annabeth,” Percy shakes his head. “We shouldn’t.”

She looks at Percy with a harsh expression at first, but it quickly softens. “I know… I— I feel weird. Tense. Frustrated now.”

Thalia giggles in the back. “Sexually frustrated.”

Annabeth’s face flares. “Am not!”

“Yeah,” Thalia, daughter of Zeus, rolls her eyes. “I won’t tell anyone. I promise. But you two should really find a place or something because someone is bound to find you. And, uh, remember to look out for tree spirits. Grover’s head would explode if he heard what you two were doing.”

“Grover?” Percy asked. He had made himself decent. “Why would he care?”

Thalia laughed again, looking around. “Could you imagine him…you know? Having sex? I bet he thinks you’re both good little demi-gods and waiting to get married or something.”

She looked more comfortable now that Percy was covered. Thalia didn’t seem to care about shirtless Annabeth, though, but he supposed being around hunters made her a little indifferent to girls being dressed or not. She pushed her black hair out of her face and cleared her throat, the battle of their game still happening nearby. “I’m not exactly interested in being intimate. Being with Artemis makes living practically drama-free. I wouldn’t have survived the dating game.”

Thalia shrugs, shooting Percy a wink. “I won’t say anything to the others, but you two better be more careful… if someone stumbles over you guys having fun…SHEEZE!”

She always seemed different when it was just the 3 of them, and this time, Percy was glad. He liked this more casual, mortal personality of Zeus’s daughter. Annabeth’s face had gone strawberry red. Percy wasn’t sure if it was because of the idea of getting caught by someone else or because of the mention of Grover.

Thalia’s eyes gloss over Percy Jackson and then over Annabeth, her eyes narrowing slightly as if she’s suspecting something; she opens her mouth to speak but stops herself at the last moment. “We better go our different ways for now,” she decides and backs away slowly. “I never saw anything.”

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…

After dinner and the later festivities, Percy sat inside his cabin with his feet in the water in the back. He had never used it much before, but after last night and today, it felt like he needed to recover fully… “Damnit, Thalia…” he muttered to himself as he recalled her blue-balling him when she stumbled over him and Annabeth during Capture the Flag…Who won that game even? OK. It's a bad sign if he can’t even remember who won the game!

It was faint, but he heard knocking on his cabin door. He half-expected Thalia to be on the other side to ask more questions or to confront him about being with Annabeth so intimately, but instead, it was his girlfriend. She came in without being told to and sat on his bed; her arms were crossed.

“How much trouble do you think we could get into if anyone finds out?” She says, her eyes were downcast. “I mean, I know it’s stupid to worry about, but we broke several rules last night, and even during a match, we couldn’t keep to ourselves, AND we were caught. Oh, gods…”

“We’ve been dating for a while now, Annabeth,” Percy sounded confident that nothing they did was wrong. Well, nothing too wrong. “If you think we need to spend some time apart—“

“Gods, no!” Annabeth blurted, yelled, and then covered her mouth in embarrassment. Even past her fingers, Percy could see her cheeks bright pink. “I mean, then, isn’t that weird?”

“What?”

“For us to be suddenly not be seen together? The campers know how often I come here to talk to you, and we’re always training and eating together. To suddenly give each other cold shoulder, someone might start poking into our business.”

“Right,” Percy thought. He then noticed how hard he was already. His hormones were in full swing, and the sound of Annabeth reminded the back part of his mind that he never got to cum in the forest. “This is going to be hard.”

She smiled, her face still pink. “Yeah. I see that.”

Annabeth might have been disgusted at one point, but she was acting no better than a cat in heat after having sex for the first time the night before, too. Percy covers himself, wishing he didn’t have such a clear head to think with. “Calm down there, Aphrodite…”

A comment like that should’ve made her angry, but instead, she stood up and stridden towards Percy like a predator amused with its prey. “Maybe for the rest of the week, we should just go wild and be with each other and slowly take it back?”

She grabbed his hand and squeezed it, pressing herself against him. It was the first time Annabeth had ever tried to…seduce Percy into doing something that was so…so naughty! He felt his head spin, and something urged him to step away from her. But he saw her gray eyes, curly blonde hair, and flushed cheeks. He felt his resistance flatten. So, instead, he kissed her.

The first kiss wasn’t like any other before. It wasn’t playful or endearing. It was direct and wet. Their hands quickly found each other and went to their private parts. Annabeth, of course, gripped Percy’s cock, and he, OF COURSE, kneaded her breasts. She produced cute little noises while he let out deeper moans.

The kiss broke, and Annabeth pushed him back. He tripped into a chair, and she took off her shirt. Percy had thought she felt a little…exposed past her shirt, so he wasn’t surprised to see her already topless. “How long do you think we could go if you had your feet in the water?”

Percy scoffed, his eyes darting to the bubbling water source in his cabin. “Are you really looking for ways to conduct tests while having sex?”

Annabeth unzipped her shorts and started to kick them off. Percy thought it would be an excellent time to undress, too, so he did exactly that. Both demi-gods were stark in their birthday suits. Percy’s “trident” was fondled by nimble trained fingers. She played with his balls and spat on his shaft, passing him with a few tugs and lols of her tongue.

“You’re right,” Annabeth says, her eyes on his while she rubbed his penis with the topside of her tongue. She tasted him, and this time, she didn’t like his flavor being gross. “I want to see how far we push each other. How much we can take…”

He exhaled. Brushing the strands of hair from her face. He throbbed in her hands and mouth alike. “I’m so glad I decided to stay with you.”

She continued to jerk him off, but she stopped licking him. “How so?”

“The gods gave me a chance to be immortal,” he swallowed. “And then I was with Rachel, and of course I considered being with Calypso—“

The mere mention of the Titan daughter made Annabeth stop completely. “You still think about her?”

“Mm?”

She narrowed her gaze. Calypso had a…negative reputation in her eyes, and rightfully so. While trapped in Tartarus, she was cursed by her and very nearly cost them both their lives. Then, Calypso suddenly appeared one day at camp with Leo—

Annabeth stopped herself and took a deep breath in. Now wasn’t a time to recall everything that had happened since there was “peace.” She squeezed Percy’s cock, almost painfully. “I can’t believe she cursed me because you liked me.”

He cleared his throat, and suddenly, he had trouble keeping his erection at attention. Before Annabeth can notice, though, he wonders how he feels…