Percabeth Dirty One Shots and Drabbles

Ice Ring 13

@SMILEQUOTES ON AO3 (NOT ME)

: Knock Knock!Summary:

What happens when Percy and Annabeth wake up in the same bed? You know...the usual.

Notes:

Alright I was feeling generous, you asked for drama... drama you get. We are almost there only a few chapters left.

Hope you enjoy ;)

P.S: I modified a little part at the end, so it makes more sense later.

(See the end of the chapter for .)

Chapter Text

Waking up last that morning, Annabeth found Percy squeezing her breasts lightly with his palm. His leg was rising in between her tights, and her back was engulfed by his muscles. Her sleep had been odd, feeling his warmth on her body whenever she had felt lonely. Her mind had savaged her dreams with fleeting nightmares. A finger moved from her hip to her ear, her head turned to his warm skin.

"Good morning, Princess" He whispered tugging on her lobe. His fever inducing lips met hers for a small peck. Opening her sleepy eyes to find his green ocean grinning.

"Good morning, Captain" She replied with a raspy morning voice. Her grey eyes followed his proud look. Calm was his attitude, there was nothing she could deduce from him right away. Maybe he didn't remember his previous promise or the words he uttered in her ear the night before.

"I won last night" He stated embracing her tighter to his chest. She felt her heart just as hot as his torso on her.

Sighting in please, hiding the small crease in between her brows, Annabeth responded with "You did".

"Are you ready to celebrate with me, princess?" He was awfully jolly. Her heart beat out of her chest. This would have been paradise, had her head stopped thinking. Her hands found his face, as she turned to face him completely. Her skin brushed his soft muscles to find him completely awake, especially downstairs. Wanting to trace his feature with her index, in exploration, a small giggle in her chest, she couldn't help the wide smile on her cheeks.

"Yes" She murmured on chin. Her eyes looked up to his sea green eyes, the wanting was there as well. His hands slipped his boxers to his feet, and she replicated the move with her black panties. Turning her over completely laying on her back, Percy found her lingering on his lips. His arms cornered her face with a smug attitude.

He knew she liked him. There was no way he hadn't figured out her way of looking at him. At least that what she thought. There was no way he had missed her breaths getting raspier. Raising slightly to meet his mouth, she was rewarded with a tongue swap. Swirling and locking tongues, the skaters were too invested to think about morning breath, or care about breakfast, enthralled in their own hunger for each other.

Her hand moved to his chest, he hadn't much hair on there, caressing his skin lightly to his swirls. His hand had travelled back to her hips, warming her up, she opened her legs to let him visit further. Catching sight of his proud look and towering alluring body, Annabeth couldn't help herself. Seriously how could she resist his body? He was as hot as Hades, piping, burning, steaming, brain-damaging hot. There was no way she could survive this. Not in one piece. Chuckling, "Impressed Chase?" Percy asked.

"In your dreams maybe" She replied, knowing damned well he had starred in too many of hers. His index found her entrance leaking, his look blackened. Spreading her on his hand, he let her excitation smear his lips.

"Want a taste?" His wet lips mushed on hers. It wasn't the first time she has had a taste of herself. And it sure wouldn't be the last. Neither sweet nor salty, his taste overtook hers. He lowered his head, leaving her mouth, leaving to find another patch of skin to kiss.