Hey guys, before you read this. I want to inform you of the meaning of lemons. lemons when reading means sexual content and as you have noticed, the title of this chapter is lemons........ so yeah, read ahead if you dare. ;)
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Percy set down the box of condoms as Annabeth put down the shard of glass. "We still can't."
Annabeth pulled away, her grey eyes burning. "Why? Why not?" she demanded.
He watched her for a moment, silent, before speaking quietly. "I don't want to be uber sappy or anything, but are you doing that just because you can? I mean, sheesh, having sex with your girlfriend.. Any guy would be crazy to not want that—"
"So why are you?"
Percy froze and his eyes darkened. "I don't want you to commit to anything you don't want to commit to. I love you, Annabeth, I really do. Ergo, I can't force you into something you don't want to do…"
Her burning eyes softened and her muscles relaxed as she sat back on his lap. He took note that she was sitting on the pillow and not on him and she grabbed his chin fiercely. She pulled his face to look back at her and she smiled tenderly.
"I love you, too, Seaweed Brain. But have you ever thought that maybe when your boyfriend goes crazy in love all of a sudden, then any girl would be crazy not to go crazy in love back?" Percy smiled as she twisted his words and her hand touched his cheek. "I want you Percy, and not only in that whole sexual kind of way. I just want you near me all the time. Perseus Jackson, I am ready for this."
Percy couldn't remember the last time she said his actual name, if she said it at all. The sound of it surprised him and made him still as she kissed him. His eyes fluttered shut, his arms wrapping around her waist tightly as she grabbed the pillow and pulled it out from under her. The pressure of her on him made him groan quietly into her mouth and he could hear her breathing get a bit shallower.
"Where were we?" She asked gently, pushing him down so he was lying on the couch again.
"I was saying this is too hard…?" Percy said quietly, his voice a bit low and soft.
"Oh, yes, I remember." Annabeth started to wiggle on him and he blinked before he gripped her thighs tightly, making her stop.
"You're not making it easier on me.."
She grinned wickedly and lay down on top of him, resting her chin on her chest as one of her hands slid up his shirt. "I don't want it to be easy on you."
"Gods, you're going to kill me."
"And you're gunna like it!"
Percy growled as he grabbed her suddenly, lifting her off of him and he pushed her into the couch harder, pressing his lips to hers, hearing a noise of surprise as he got on top of her and gripped her hips pretty tightly.
"I'm not going without a fight," he whispered against her lips, kissing her cheek and to her ear softly, then down to her neck as his hands gripped her shirt.
"Then bring it."
He smiled against her lips and his hands slowly went up her shirt. It was uncharted territory, a piece of skin he hadn't ravaged yet and his mind quickly went nuts. Annabeth could sense this and he felt her breath get quite shallow against his cheek. Her warm skin against his fingers made him shiver, feeling her so close…
His hands rose higher as his lips went lower. He kissed her neck harshly, licking her collarbone. She squirmed underneath him and he smiled. "Are you okay?" he chuckled against her collarbone.
