Dealing with Drama

Rachel's Respite: Part 2

AN: You know the weird kinky stuff that I originally had planned? The body painting thing? Yeah, I don't know how to proceed. Okay, let's see how this turns out. I'll try my best, of course.

Time: That Night

Percy clasped Rachel's shoulders in his hands, gently massaging her soft skin as the door to his bedroom clicked shut behind him.

"Enjoy yourself, my muse?" His voice was soft, luring and tantalizing, making her gasp softly at the pleasurable shiver that ran through her body.

Her emerald eyes met dark sea green as the couple just stood there, breathing in each other, just enjoying the other's presence.

Her cheeks heated as she realised what she was doing, and Rachel hid her face in Percy's hoodie which she had borrowed sometime into the night, burying under layers of soft black fabric.

Percy laughed at her adorable expression, his arms finally pulling her close into a bear hug.

"We stayed out late, didn't we?" He asked, met with a low hum of agreement from his chest.

The Little Big Three had been flashed home by Poseidon a few minutes before their supposed bedtime, much to their protest, leaving the rest behind to enjoy their evening for a few minutes more.

Angela and Athena danced with Percy for half an hour more on the dance floor, to the gentle classical music that played 8ver the speakers, as the party died down and all the guests went home. Rachel rested by the tired and slightly drunk sea god and his wife, and had her first glass of expensive wine, already having had her turn dancing with the Dark god, merely content with seeing the wisdom goddess and her daughter dance with their master.

Poseidon and Amphitrite's departure marked the end of the ball for them, as Athena and Angela, too, returned to Ogygia, after hugging the other two and kissing Percy on the cheek.

Rachel had been fully prepared for Percy to flash them back, but it seemed like she had underestimated the Dark god, as he led her back out to his new Lamborghini. Having dressed Rachel in casual clothes with a snap of his fingers, they had proceeded to enjoy the bustling nightlife of Nowheresville, visiting casinos and sitting on benches in deserted parks, holding each other, stealing gentle kisses under the starry night sky and the rustling trees.

It was all that Rachel had ever dreamt of, and wanted in her ideal date.

It had been several hours past midnight when they had finally returned, after the entire house had gone quiet and dark, lost in the realm of Morpheus.

Percy had parked his newest addition to the garage, and Rachel had taken the opportunity to take a quick shower.

"Great." Percy's smile widened at the murmur from his chest, as he felt Rachel's soft lips brush his toned chest through the thin t-shirt that he wore.

She looked up at him, resting her chin on his sternum. "Take a shower, then meet me in my room. Don't keep me waiting."

She leaned up, her lips ghosting across his, before she pulled away, a teasing smirk plastered on her face, her emerald eyes shining with mirth at Percy's expression.

And before he had an opportunity to answer, she had pushed him aside and disappeared down the dark corridor, leaving Percy slack-jawed, his eyes still following the seductive sway of her hips as she sauntered away.

The Dark god felt a grin curl his lips, making him smirk at the Oracle's retreating back. "If that's how you want to play...."

The door clicked shut again, cutting off his view of the sexy little vixen.