Percabeth Dirty One Shots and Drabbles

Ice Ring 11

Chapter 11: Mix & Match

Summary:

Finally some action on the ice. Hockey or a hickey maybe?
Notes:

Finally some action on the Ice, will our lovebird (or rather sex buddies) find their way out of this mess or will they crumble under the iceberg?

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Chapter Text
Upon hearing the last ring of the day, both Percy and Annabeth found each other somewhere none of their friends would see. In her car, parked too far away to wondering eyes. No parties planned today, as their game was tomorrow, the boys needed to concentrate, and no hangover would cut it. Percy's apologizing stare made Annabeth jump onto him. Kissing deeply until toes curled, and time became secondary, Annabeth let go to breathe. Was it always going to be this intense? His scent didn't escape her nose until she arrived at his twin house. Sally, his mother wasn't supposed to come anytime soon. They could spend time together and enjoy each other before she arrived.

Annabeth was biting Percy's index playfully. His other hand was discovering her stomach and sides. She curved like a worm upon his caresses. Her naked form on his bed was a sight. "I thought you were going to make this hard" He smiled his lips all too close to her pussy.

"You−" He shushed her with his palm. She bit down harder.

"Three times Chase, if you make a noise again, you loose." He had challenged her. The stakes were simple: if she could hold it in, she could walk away from his game tomorrow. If she couldn't repress her noises, then...she was doomed. He had five minutes to prove his point. And she had three minutes left to win. Only, she hadn't been capable of holding her laughter when he had caressed her stomach earlier, and with her complaint, well...she needed to control her body. They had laid some rules, "Don't underestimate these" He showed his fingers in his left hand and guided them towards her begging cunt. "Soaked as always" His thumb touched her clit gently. Her hands were gripping the sheets, tightly letting every breath in. Panting, her eyes met his green ocean, always so arrogant.

Why was he playing the slow game? There was only two minutes left. His index entered her core in a swift motion, Annabeth had expected it, though her back still bended at the intrusion. His fingers left her mouth to find her breast, while his other hand was occupied with teasing her core. Breathe in and out..."Impressive" He replied to himself as his trusts fastened. "Let's see what happens when..." And he got down to lick her insides. Annabeth's toes curled, his grip on her breast tightened, her hands found his hair. Bended legs, and breathless why had she agreed again? Inhaling slowly, his tongue was teasing as his fingers found the perfect rhythm to slide in and out of her folds. His tongue was going too slow, too fucking slow for her to think. Her back arched again, and she groaned internally. The covers weren't enough of a grip, she wanted to rip his hair. Holding on to his black locks and trying to cut her breath as to make as little sound as possible.

Less than a minute left, he removed his fingers suddenly, to make his tongue the main focus. Annabeth's couldn't resist longer, his tongue was gliding on her pussy lips too knowingly...his green eyes found hers, and she lost it. Lost the game for a whimper.

He smiled and continued until she became a shivering mess. Minutes later, his arms cornered her as she was settling down the high. "No panties allowed" The blonde was going to slap his smirk away, but he shut her off with a deep kiss. "And don't forget the flowers Princess" He laughed. She grabbed his hard dick in between their legs, slowly stroking his member. He had successfully proven her wrong, again. The blonde groaned internally.