You Didn’t Know Anger Was Sexy!

You make it to the Dining Pavilion and take a quick peek inside to make sure Tantalus or the Ares camper you attacked isn’t there. Thankfully they seem to be absent so you quickly get seated and grab some food. You hurry over to the brazier and scrape some of your cereal and toast into the flames while offering a sincere thank you to your father and hope that you make him proud. With the prayer done and the sacrifice given, you quickly begin to eat like you haven’t seen food in years. Frankly, you usually have better table manners, but to be honest you can’t bring yourself to stick around and enjoy your meal so that Tantalus can show up to ruin your day.

You wipe your lips with a napkin and jog out of the Dining Pavilion and towards the climbing wall. Wanting to at least get some experience in climbing since you already got a bit of a introduction to fighting yesterday. You get to the forest instead and rub your forehead, of course you went in the entire other direction than you wanted to! You turn to leave when someone grabs you by the back of your shirt and yanks you into the forest before slamming you against a tree. You let out a gasp of surprise and slight discomfort as the rough bark digs into your back. The next thing you know, someone’s lips are pressed firmly against yours and a tongue slips in the slight gap in your lips before lapping at any open area in your mouth. You feel two firm bulges pressing against your chest as well as hips grinding against your pelvis, instinctively your dick swells at the sensation of a body pressed against yours.

For a moment, you’re frozen in shock, unable to process the overwhelming sensations that are jolting you’re body.

Then you react and push back.

You hands — once flat against the tree — snap forward grab the hips of your attack and pull them closer to you aggressively. You’re mouth presses back and you lean over them, your forceful kissing tilting their head back as you press forward. You grind against the person as they let out a muffled noise of surprise and then a groan of passion. You’ve never had a steady relationship, but as a high-school student and with an overabundance of hormones clouding rationality of anyone at the parties you occasionally attended, you’ve had a fair amount of kisses and passionate make-out sessions with some heavy petting. You’re a demigod and naturally more attractive than most normal people, and while you never began to try to be a Mr. Olympia (pun intended) in regards to working out, you were no slouch in your athletics. For a few moments, you don’t allow her any breath as you ravage her mouth with your tongue and clamp her body against yours and run you hands up and down her back, fingers tugging at the fabric that covers her body from your hands.

Then rationality and realization kicks in and you throw your hands out, pulling the person off of you. You breath a bit heavily and lean against the tree you were just pressed against as you level a stare at a curvy brunet who smiles coyly at you. Her face is flushed with breathless pleasure and her clothes are rumpled enough to proved a slightly askew, baring the slightest beginnings of the swell of her ass and just enough pulling of her shirt show off her shoulder. She straightens almost immediately and quickly adjusts her clothing down so it doesn’t look like you almost tore it off of her in your brief make-out session. Her hair is wavy and hangs to brush just past her shoulders and her eyes are a amber shaded with lust. He lips are full and she looks absolutely stunning even if her body wasn’t taken into account. And it is much more developed than others and her assets are enough to give most hot-blooded men pause and perhaps a uncomfortable feeling in their jeans.

“Aggressive? I like it. I like that A LOT.” She purrs, voice sly, “And you body ain’t too shabby either, especially with your equipment your packing.”

“Who are you!” You demand, voice slightly husky.

She giggles and replies, “Just an admirer. But my name is Melanie, daughter of Aphrodite. Couldn’t help but be curious about the newest demigod, and a Son of Poseidon no less! Just wanted to see what kind of horse you were, and I am pretty pleased with what I felt. The way you showed off your power yesterday was hot, I just wanted to get some payback. It isn’t nice to get a girl all hot and bothered like that and then taking off...”

She tuts and sways her hips as she approaches you, she grabs you hand and threads her fingers through yours before tracing a finger over your chest, “Come see me for a lesson in horse-riding, you might enjoy it more than you think.”

She sashayed away and you stare at her with an uncomfortable bulge in your jeans.

Well, that happened.