Percabeth Dirty One Shots and Drabbles

Ice Ring 8

OG AUTHOR: @SmileQuotes on ao3 : Jealousy, JealousySummary:

What happens when Annabeth gets jealous of other girls?

Notes:

Behind the scenes: This scene was first drafted at 4a.m. in the morning. I wanted to see her suffer a little, make her drink the jealousy potion.

Hope you'll like it.

Sore in her legs, Annabeth woke up still longing for his dick. Percy had confessed last night, he wanted to continue their arrangement. They still hadn't talked about it; with the amount of sex they had last night it had been difficult to keep their mouths to themselves. Annabeth's memories of the marathon warmed her up for the day. Tonight, her friends had planned a party at Clarisse's. Though part of her wanted to go, she also knew she needed that time to talk to Percy and figure out what their thing was. Maybe after discussing what they were to each other, they could join their friends, but Annabeth knew their night would probably end in a bed. With lots of images to curl her toes.

Smiling, she texted him to come over before the party to talk. She was going to be honest, was going to bare herself to him like he had last night. Their stolen moments would no longer be half told truths; she could tell him just how much she liked their time together. That she too, wanted this. Her heart was still warning her of the risks, what if he had changed his mind since last night? What if he no longer cared to share himself to her? Annabeth shook her head; this was highly unlikely. He had been clear yesterday, he wanted her for himself. Possessive, demanding, he had proven just how much she affected him. He had almost lost it, until he realized he was driving their carriage. She had pushed him to his limit, with no regards for his ego. Just like he had toyed with her desires until she caved. They knew each other weaknesses too well not to hurt. Getting her head to focus back on her studies, Annabeth lost herself to her work.

The bruise on her neck was still bright red. Her plan was going to include lots of concealer and an unreal number of turtlenecks for the following week. And right on time, her doorbell rang. Percy had arrived. Dropped off by his mom probably, she sworn herself off, she could have suggested to lift him. In a few seconds she would taste his body, find his cheeks, smell his hair, grip his arms, hold his hand, and have her peace restored.

His face nuzzled into her neck the moment she opened the doors; his arms lifted her off to embrace her against his body. Wrapping his body to her. Annabeth took a minute to sniff him. Rosewood musk and ocean breeze. A strange mix, yet it made perfect sense for him. His eyes found her begging ones. His pink lips were about to plop onto hers. Annabeth was already panting from their reunion.

"We're here!" Rachel's voice rang into the hallways. Annabeth saw red, Percy let go of her. Goosebumps preceded the cold shivers. Rachel was there. That meant, they weren't alone. Her palm slapped her neck right where her hickey was hiding. "Oh, you are here?" The redhead noticed. She silently threw a look to the sea creature, if the redhead had come from the front, she would have regretted ever entering. "Sorry Annabeth we invited the guys to join we thought it would be nice since Clarisse's party got cancelled last minute, you don't mind, do you?" Rachel asked. Of course, she did, but she couldn't reply negatively. Annabeth nodded. In a matter of minutes, twenty or so people entered the house from the patio and trailed to the pool area. The blonde regretted ever claiming to be the fail-safe house.

Annabeth was at lost for words. This was supposed to be an evening with Percy. A night to explain everything. He was supposed to sleep next to her, embrace her with his warmth, his smell, his comfort. The blonde saw her redhead friend drag the captain by his hand. Rachel was holding his hand. For unknown reasons, Annabeth felt oddly resentful. Her stomach was about to spill. His smile following the redhead had deepened the punch.