Yes, she does

Annabeth paused.

For a horrifying second, you thought that the Rulebook didn't work this time.

You hurriedly tried to come up with an apology and cover it up as an ill-tasted joke.

However, before you could say anything, Annabeth made the first move.

"Yeah, sure."

She nodded.

Annabeth kicked aside an empty pizza box to make room, knelt on the floor, and undid your belt.

She fished out your cock, which was rapidly hardening due to the current situation.

"Whoa."

Annabeth flinched when the full mast of your erection brushed against her cheek.

The grey eyes darted from the tip to the bottom.

Annabeth gulped once, then gently placed a hand around the root of the cock.

She guided the tip to her face and leaned in, pressing her lips against it.

Chu♡

It was a short interaction, more of a peck than anything, but it was still very exhilarating to see.

You let out a groan from the back of your throat as Annabeth slowly backed away and let your cock go.

She wiped her lips with her thumb, looked down at it, then wiped the thumb on a nearby tissue before getting up to look you in the eyes.

"Anything else?"

"I, uh..."

You swallowed deeply.

It was clear that even the craziest rule you wrote on the Rulebook had become legit.

"Can I get a handjob?"

Annabeth sighed.

"You could've said that before I got up, Percy."

"Right, my bad."

You muttered.

Annabeth knelt once more.

This time, she grabbed your pants and tugged them down to your ankles, with your underwear as well.

"You might want to sit down for this."

"Good point."

You dragged a nearby chair and sat down.

Annabeth spat on both of her hands, then crawled on her knees until your cock was right up her face.

She carefully grabbed the tip and the root with each hand.

"Is this good enough? Too tight?"

"N-no, this is good."

You grunted.

Annabeth began to move her hands.

At first, they moved towards each other until meeting in the middle, and then she got down to actually pumping up and down your phallus.

Her hands twisted with each stroke, slathering the saliva as lubrication and making sure no place was unattended.

You let out a groan and leaned back on the chair.

You were so glad that you sat down for this; there was no way your knees would have stayed up.

Annabeth breathed steadily, matching the movements of her hands while breathing onto the glans, adding an extra pinch of pleasure every second.

For some time, all the sound in the dorm room was your soft moans and Annabeth's breaths.

Eventually, you felt a twinge in your balls and realized the moment was approaching.

"Annabeth, I think I'm about to..."

You trailed off, but Annabeth picked up on what you meant.

She picked up the pace, moving her hands faster than before and really putting the squeezing motion, drawing out more groans from you.

"Where do you want it?"

"W-want what?"

You asked between gasps.

Annabeth raised her eyebrow.

"To cum? Where do you want to cum?"

Her voice was so nonchalant, as if she was asking you what you wanted to have for dinner.

And that casualness pushed you over the edge.

Instead of answering her question, you let out a deep growl from deep within and let loose.

"Ah!"

Annabeth yelped in surprise as the first rope of cum splashed right on her face.

A glob of cum fell into her mouth, making her shut it quickly as the second and third volley hit her face right after.

By the time you were done, Annabeth's entire face was drenched in your jizz.

"Uh...sorry."

You muttered an apology as Annabeth wiped one side of her eyes to open at least one of them.

Annabeth heaved through her nostrils. Her furrowed brows made it clear that she wasn't happy with what just happened, but she didn't look too mad as she stood up once more.

"It's fine... just warn me ahead next time, alright?"

"Oh, y-yeah. For sure, for sure..."

Annabeth nodded and headed to the bathroom to wash her face.

As the sound of tap water came from the bathroom, you stared down at your feet.

Even after all that, Annabeth was so casual about there being a "next time"...and simply thinking about that was enough to keep your erection strong and hard.

Annabeth came back out, rubbing a towel over her face.

A small frown appeared over her forehead when she realized you didn't pull up your pants while she was in the bathroom.

"...we're not done, are we?"

She asked with a small sigh.

You politely shook your head while grinning from ear to ear.

"No, we're not.

Since you looked so busy, I thought I'd get the most out of one instance rather than keep bothering you every few days or so."

"You don't have to mind, really..."

Annabeth muttered as she threw the used towel into the laundry basket.

"You're the one calling the shots, after all."

Annabeth stood in front of you with a hand placed on her hip.

"So... what do you want to do now?"