A clever wish... maybe too clever

"So, he's really into me, then?" Percy asked. "I thought it was just the gods being gods, honestly." The two of them were sitting in Cabin Three once more, Percy's work put to the side once more. Thankfully, he hadn't had to go and teach sword fighting yet.

"I think so, yeah. I don't think he'll go for it, most likely, but he was legitimately considering trying sorta-monogamy for a bit, which I... well, that's probably unusual, given all his kids at camp."

Quickly, Percy seems to start counting things up.

Annabeth, realizing what he must be counting, interrupts. "Yeah, given Kayla and Yan, he's sometimes had two kids in a month. So he might be pretty serious about it."

Percy pauses for a second, remembering the two half-siblings. "Right. But, you said it sounded like he wasn't going to go for it?"

"Yeah," Annabeth nodded. "But I'm not totally sure I trust his takeaway from him deciding not to be monogamous is going to be 'hey, let me leave Percy Jackson alone', instead of, 'hey, what if I get Eros to shoot him with an arrow'. So I'm thinking whatever we go for tonight, it should give you some cover from that. Maybe we **** him not to pursue you?" Personally, Annabeth leaned towards that. She just needed to figure out a way to get more out of it.

Percy began to nod, then hesitated. "I don't want him to try and pull any tricks, or chase me down like that one nymph, but... isn't it kind of violating to just take away the actual crush? Even if I'm not going to reciprocate, maybe we should just specifically make it so that he won't get anyone to mind control me? Or won't pursue me beyond just words?"

Annabeth frowned. "If we do that, and I'm not sure we should, it should at least be more generalized, right? Who knows what other gods might get pushy in the future, right?"

Suddenly, Percy's lips curled, like he'd sucked on something sour.

"Kind of curious, what did you just think of?" Annabeth asked curiously.

"... Ares." Percy admitted, making a face halfway between horrified and smiling.

"Don't even joke about that, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth said, before promptly being unable to contain her laughter.

"You said it, and I thought of the worst god I could imagine pursuing me!" he defended himself.

"Oh yeah? What about Mr. D? He was sent here for chasing a nymph, you know," she teased.

"Please don't put that image in my head," Percy begged.

"Fine, fine," she agreed, still laughing. Then, she returned to being serious. "But you never know, right? Better safe than sorry, plus we should get as much as we can out of each wish."

"No, I guess that makes sense. But don't the wishes have to be sexy? Is that enough to count for it?"

"It's kind of sex related, right?" Annabeth pointed out. "And consent is sexy and all that."

"From what you said of her, I'm not totally sure on how much she believes that," Percy pointed out.

"I– yeah, I don't know. Probably not. But even if that did work, we should see how much more we can fit in it, maximize what we can get out of each wish, since we have a limited supply."

For a few minutes, they lay back together on Percy's bed in silence. Then, suddenly, Percy bolted upright.

"Wait, okay. Okay." He seemed excited. "I've got an idea that can maybe get Bob and Damasen out of Tartarus, and for that we use the fact that Apollo might like me romantically or, uh," he blushed, "Sexually, but Bob and Damasen also like me platonically, yeah?"

"Yeah?" Annabeth agreed questioningly. She thought she had an idea of where Percy was going with this, but she didn't want to interrupt.

"So," Percy continued. "Instead of trying to expand our wish about Bob and Damasen to be sexy, what if we include them in a broader wish by including platonic options?"

Annabeth's mind quickly ran ahead of itself. "So, like, wishing that everyone who likes you, either platonically or romantically, would come to you and express that liking without being stopped by anything, and without anyone finding that odd, and then would respect your feelings about their feelings and not try to coerce you in any way?" She took a deep breath. "Wow, that's a mouthful."

"Yeah, that's basically better than how I'd have said it," Percy said. "Though obviously we should include you too, so that we can be sure of that."

"And probably make sure it applies into the future, too, right? After all, it wasn't like people will stop getting crushes on either of us," she points out.

Percy nods in agreement. "I guess we should probably avoid bringing back the dead, too? Say that it doesn't effect anyone in the Underworld?"

"Right, yeah," Annabeth agreed. They continued to talk for a few minutes, trying to refine the wording. Then, suddenly, an alarm rang out. Beep. Beep. Beep.

At the sound, Percy sat up straighter. "Oh, uh. Annabeth, I have to go and teach sword fighting now. We can keep talking in a bit?"

"Sure, I'll keep thinking on this idea. I think it's a pretty good one," she smiled. Then, she paused. "Just beware of strange ladies that look vaguely like Apollo," she continued.

"I know, I'll be careful," Percy laughed, standing up. "Love you babe, see you in a bit."

"Love you too," Annabeth said. Then, she angled her head for a kiss, and Percy leaned down and gave her one. With that, he headed out the door, and left Annabeth alone with her thoughts. With his absence, her thoughts lead to the elephant in the room– if they went with the wish as discussed, Rachel would definitely confess to Percy, since she wouldn't be bound by her oaths to not confess, at least, and no one would find her confession odd.

Now, of course, she could probably phrase the question in such a way that it didn't apply to Rachel. Even just applying it to guys only could save Damasen and Bob, and block the worst of the gods who might pursue Percy. But that wasn't enough, because, well. The truth was that with how she'd been changed, she couldn't find a reason to oppose the idea. It probably wasn't a huge change, fundamentally, to who she was as a person. But in terms of relationships, it made a pretty big difference. She'd already cringed in the past, thinking about how she used to act around Rachel and Percy. But now, thinking back, she could think about how they'd been a cute couple... and how she wouldn't mind being the filling in a Percy and Rachel sandwich.

She blushed at the sudden thought, and the image it conjured. It was certainly an attractive one, and as she noted it, Annabeth wondered if she might have also gotten a bit hornier.

Then, a thought struck her. Her eyes darted around. No one was here, and Percy would be out for a bit. Plus her schedule was cleared now that Apollo had cut off their discussion. Would it really be so bad if she, uh. Explored the new idea of Percy and Rachel together, in her head?

Under the shower, Annabeth began to touch her slit with one hand, her other hand groping her breast. Her eyes closed, she began to picture Rachel in front of her, eating her out, while Percy would be behind her, kissing her neck. Slowly, his hands would creep upward along her sides, she'd feel his hardness from behind. Rachel would keep her tongue within Annabeth's dripping slit, hitting her just in the right spots, dancing over her swollen clit as more and more heat would pool within Annabeth's body. Percy would whisper in her ear, even as his length slid into her, and Rachel would be right at that junction, licking at where Percy's cock slid into her cunt.

Annabeth would feel Percy right there with her, and her hands would come to rest on Rachel's head, pulling her in deep, her hips bucking against Rachel's mouth and fucking it. Then they would be in different positions, and Percy would be fucking her face on his cock, while he made out with Rachel, and she'd feel the the humiliation and arousal mixing together, as the man she loved kissed another girl while Rachel fucked her face on Percy's cock. Or maybe she'd be the one inflicting that humiliation, teaching Rachel her place as the Percy and she fucked her from either side, kissing above her.

Maybe they'd do the same to Thalia, she remembered how Percy and she had a rivalry, maybe they'd fuck like it was a competition, their strength competing against one another as they clawed the bed. At one moment, Thalia would be on top, then Percy, as she watched from the side. In the end, Percy would be on top, and she and him would dominate her together, ̶m̶a̶k̶e̶ ̶h̶e̶r̶ ̶r̶e̶g̶r̶e̶t̶ ̶l̶e̶a̶v̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶A̶n̶n̶a̶b̶e̶t̶h̶ ̶b̶e̶h̶i̶n̶d̶, Thalia eating her out as Percy fucked the Hunter from behind. Then both she and Thalia would kneel, sucking Percy off together, him alternating between their mouths or breasts, spilling his cum all over the both of them.

Then she pictured how Thalia and Percy would dominate her together, her powerless before the two forces of nature that they were. She'd be tied up, and Thalia would make her lick her cunt and Percy would fuck Annabeth's own, or maybe Thalia would fuck her with a strap-on and Percy would fuck her face. It'd be like lightning was flowing through her, electrifying her, and her pleasure would build, and build, and then it'd all come out and it'd peak.

And as she thought that, peak she did, her orgasm rocking her body as her muscles tensed up and her eyes rolled back slightly despite being closed, and then it was just her, standing in the warm water of the shower.

"Okay," she voiced aloud to herself through the falling water, coming down from the high of the orgasm. "Maybe Percy's a bit kinkier than I thought."

After she'd gotten cleaned up, though, she had to think about it seriously. She'd fantasized about Thalia before, obviously, and even about Thalia and Percy together. But it'd never been quite so kinky, never so involved with either of them. They'd been simple fantasies, both of their hands on her body, with her as the center of attention, but none of the humiliation and dominance she'd just orgasmed to. This was... pretty different.

But then again, did it really matter? They were just kinks, and she was just a bit more adventurous. She still was no different a person than she'd been before, so it was okay to indulge in these thoughts. And maybe they could see about trying some of this out? In fact, maybe she could modify the wish they were just talking about. They were already allowing people to seek out Percy despite all barriers, and making sure no one found it strange. So, couldn't they allow for people to join their relationship too, despite those things, and ensure no one finds it strange?

Mind ablaze, Annabeth took out her laptop, and started writing. It'd need to be thorough, a good wish that'd cover everything, but wouldn't **** people into anything, and it needed to be something that Percy would find acceptable too. And she'd need to explain what she'd found out from Inara, too, about his and Rachel's mutual crush, and get him not to try and undo the changes she'd made to herself. So. A lot of work, she supposed.