Percabeth Dirty One Shots and Drabbles

Pretty much the most impulsive first kiss of all time

By @Talia (Stimemia)on AO3

A/N: Happy Halloween to all of those who celebrate! here's a NON PROOF READ piece. if it is weird, i apologize. there's only so much i can find. i just want to order my taco bell and watch a scary movie high

"Piper, stop," Annabeth complains. "I don't want to go to a yoga class."

"I don't have the time," she and Piper say at the same time; Piper using a high-pitched tone that makes Annabeth scowl at her. It's her 'Annabeth' tone, or so she says, though Annabeth doesn't think it sounds anything like her.

"Anna Elizabeth," Piper says and Annabeth's nose scrunches.

"Ew, you know I hate it when you call me that. And I still have that paper from Professor Chiron's class to write and then I need to grade those papers from-" She's interrupted by Piper putting a hand across her mouth.

"Babe," she says, ignoring Annabeth's disapproving look when she finally takes her hand back. "You need this. You need to relax. Who knows, maybe you'll meet a hot stranger and-"

They have a tendency to interrupt each other, but neither of them really cares all that much. "I don't want to meet a hot stranger." Annabeth turns to leave the yoga studio. "I really just need to go back home and study."

"Just try it"Just try it once, please?" Piper begs and Annabeth, really unable to say no to Piper when she says 'please' in that tone of voice, agrees.

"Only once," she"Only once," she promises.

It is not only once.

Their yoga instructor is... unbelievably hot. Annabeth is certain he's been stolen directly from a porno magazine and plopped right into her life just to mess with her. When he's around, she can't concentrate.

Annabeth isn't an idiot, she knows the theory on most yoga poses, knows how she should bend her body to be able to keep her balance, but when her yoga instructor is a six foot tall literal God with black hair and the most vibrant sea-blue eyes she's ever seen? Well then, if she pretends to fall over more often than strictly necessary just so she can feel his hands on her, that's nobody's business but her own.

But then there's the other side of the spectrum. Sure, getting Percy Jackon's - seriously, what the hell kind of movie star name is that? - hands on her is one of the only reasons she's still spending precious study time going to yoga with or without Piper, it's not the only reason.

Getting to see Percy contort himself into all the poses she supposedly is having a hard time with is... gratifying in a way she hadn't quite expected.

"Babe," Piper says to her on the phone one morning, a few minutes before they're supposed to meet up for yoga. "I can't come today. Jason's caught some bug and given it to me like the little shit he is."

Annabeth chuckles when she hears the yell of one Jason Grace going, 'I didn't mean to, babe!' but immediately stops when Piper goes into a coughing fit.

"Oh, that's okay," she says instead. "I'll just go without you."

She pretends she doesn't hear Piper murmuring, 'just one time, huh?' before she hangs up.

When she arrives, she's earlier than usual and Percy's still setting up for today's lesson.

"No Piper today?" He asks, glancing up at her from his spot on the ground. She stares at him for longer than necessary, imagining all the things he could do with his mouth, this close to her core, this close to where she desperately wants it. She steps back slightly before clearing her throat.