Percabeth Dirty One Shots and Drabbles

Percy x Annabeth

A one shot on AO3 by Emma_Victoria

The argo II's ship was parked along a beach. It was around 3 am, Percy wasn't keeping track. He just needed to feel the comforting feeling of sand between his toes. He got into some swim trunks, not that he needed them. He slowly crept off the ship, not to wake anybody. He took a step onto the beach and immediately felt at home.

The familiar scent of salt, the crunch of crushing small shells, and the sound of seagulls filled his senses. It was home, it was love, it was perfect. He took a small walk until he found a good place to sit. Once he was seated Percy let out a sigh, he stared out into the endless waves of the ocean.

How they went in and out forever, always the same routine. The sky was clear and beautiful. He laid down to get a better look at it. He tried naming the stars but he had forgotten. All the years of trauma and pain had pushed back the simple things. He didn't want to think about that though. He just needed to relax. Except he didn't know how to.

He closed his eyes, but it didn't do the trick. He felt like he needed to burn off some energy. That's when he heard someone walking towards him, his girlfriend Annabeth. She smiled at him, and sat down. "Hey seaweed brain," she said jokingly "why up so late?" "Couldn't sleep," Percy said while wrapping his arm around her.

"Hmmm," She purred, "I'm sure your brain can figure out a solution to your predicament." Percy had an idea all right, except Annabeth wasn't one to want sand in her hair. Maybe he could convince her to go along with him. To test out the waters he planted a soft kiss on her lips. She received it well, she pulled him in more.

The contrast of her soft lush lips versus his chapped thin lips made it interesting; In a good way though. The kiss slowly escalated, lips pressed harder, bodys closer. Percy wanted to enjoy the slowness of it though. Apparently Annabeth disagreed, because after a moment she sat on his lap. It surprised him, usually she liked to take her time.

"Percy," she moaned into his lips. "Yeah?" "I've been wet for you all day." Percy reseted his hands on her hips and pulled her closer. Her arms were draped over his shoulders. Her intentions became even more clearer as she began pushing him on his back. Annbeth was now straddling him, though they were still both clothed. She was grinding on his hips, he could tell she was craving the friction.

Percy thought it was so hot when she just used him like that. He preferred giving her pleasure over receiving it. His hands were still planted on her wide hips, but his head was digging into the sand. Hair now getting coated in it, but he didn't care. He was just happy to be alone with Annabeth.

Annabeth grabbed his hands and gidded them up her shirt. Lifting it in the progress, she took it off and tossed it to the side. Percy ran his hands up her sides, feeling along her. A touch he didn't get often on the Argo II. After a little bit they both took off their pants, now only in their undergarments.

Annabeth was beautiful, the moonlight shining on her. Hair flowing in the wind, she was perfect. Her hands ran along Percy's chest, while he ran kisses along her collarbone. They kept teasing and kissing each other, but soon they were both fully nude. Annabeth slowly lifted onto Percy's cock, as she sunk down they both let out breathy moans.

Percy's head flew back in pleasure as Annabeth rode him. His hip jacked involuntarily, that made Annabeth moan louder. It was like music to his ears, better than Apollo could ever be. Both of their moans filled the atmosphere, the cold air tingling Percy's skin. Cooling him down and he began to sweat.

After a while Annabeth got tired being on top. Percy moved her under her and plowed. Setting a steady but hard pace, which made his face gleam with a layer of sweat. A quiet slap could be heard, Percy hoped no one would see them together. Not because he was ashamed, but because Annabeth's nude body was for him and only him to see. It was like he had a primal instinct to be protective over her.

But if anything the roles were switched, Annabeth shot daggers at anyone who dared look in Percy's direction. Gods, she was so fucking hot, there was no word to descibe how much he loved her. How much he loved this, the moans coming from both of them. The sound their bodys made when colliding.

This sent Percy over the edge as he came. Annabeth soon followed after. They both laid in the sand, a hot ball of limbs. They laid there for a while, in comfortable silence. Just enjoying each other's presence. The experience was beyond anything they had ever experienced. Not because they were literally fucking on the beach, but becuase of the emotions tied to it.

They were going through so much with the prophecy, especially Annabeth. But to share those few delicious moments was priceless. Percy was so thankful he had that, to be able to forget. Only focusing on worshiping each other. Under the moonlight, by the waves that always brought him comfort. With the person who always brought him comfort.

After what seemed like hours they both ran into the ocean. Laughing, having fun splashing and kissing, Feeling free without the need for clothes. The bond they had didn't make not having clothes sexual, only when they wanted it to be. The salt struck them leaving white lines of the mineral. Evidence of the night they had spent together. But that didn't matter, he could just wash it off. What he couldn't wash off was the memories of the emotional bond they shared.